I recently asked for prompts for sanders sides fanfics to write,
Favorite ship + Trope
“Analogical and soft date night, Logan goes to Virgil’s room to check up on him after he revealed himself (as a dark side) to Thomas. Thinking that everyone hates him and having to deal with the fallout between him and Patton. Logan just going there to reassure him that he’ll never leave him.”
Triggers: Yelling, Self hate, Anger, Cursing, Panic Attack… i think thats it let me know If i need to add more
ANGST to the max please prepare
“Virgil…? You okay buddy?” Thomas asks concerned, he was personally exhausted with everything that happened with Remus that day… but the way Virgil looked completely zoned out concerned him. Virgil perks up seemingly snapping out of his thoughts with an uneasy expression.
“Huh- oh uh… yeah. I- I am just a little disappointed in myself… I thought that I would be able to- protect you from them.” Virgil says somberly, glancing up at Thomas.
“The dark sides?” Thomas asks in confusion.
“The others.” Virgil corrects quickly, “I- I just- I thought, I thought I knew how to handle them!” He says frustratedly, his hands shaking slightly with his nervousness.
So I realized it was a bit of a dick move on my part to only post the angst chapter, finished up the second chapter so you could have the beginning of some fluff, third chapter is all fluff but here have this to mend your soul
… because i was one of them (Part 2)
Virgil’s been in his room for days ever since… that. Logan winced in remembrance of the argument a few days prior…If it could even be referred to as such. It was a very one sided emotional conversation that Logan did not want to intervene in. Though he wished he had. If he had intervened it was possible that things could have gone smoother.
Honestly though he couldn’t intervene. He was too shocked at that moment. He hadn’t expected it, Logan knows everything. He looks at every detail of everything. He always knows what’s going on but… he had no Idea that Virgil was a dark side. The signs were there, yet… he ignored them. Seeing the better in Virgil. The need for him. The usefulness he provided. No matter how jarring his presence and input may have been, he was still- he was important. Needed.
By Thomas of course.
Logan knew that unless he could calm the others they would jump to drastic measures, Patton was likely going to send him to the dark side once more… For some reason that soured Logan’s stomach. The house without Virgil again. He swallows thickly. He can’t go back to that. No, the house, life… withVirgil was too- stellar. For lack of a better word. The two could be dramatic, excitable… Loud– but Virgil. Virgil was like him. Quiet, pensive, intelligent… he didn’t let emotions rationalize all his decisions, some of them sure… but in most cases he thought things through. Helped Thomas.
Logan is pleased to find Virgil sitting cross legged on his bed midway through his second sandwich when he returns. He smiles softly as he walks in with another water and his laptop as promised. Virgil glances up from his phone, he seems to have put his dark eye shadow back on… Virgil looks over at Logan, a small smile parting his lips when he sees Logan walk in. He glances Virgil over quickly, finding some color has returned to his cheeks as well as the dull sparkle in his eye.
“I was unsure if you would actually eat them or not, I attempted to make the sandwiches to your liking.” He says, shutting the door behind him before crossing the room to sit on the bed beside Virgil. Virgil smiles at him as he chews his food, putting his phone down to grab the new water, having already finished the old one.
“Well I mean you made them with my jam plus I’m hungry so…” he takes another bite as Logan opens his laptop and sips his coffee. “So… not to be rude but, what are you doing back here?” Virgil asks, watching Logan sift through his streaming services, seemingly looking for something. Logans hand stops and Virgil curls in on himself slightly, god he was stupid of course when someone was nice and actually taking time to even help him he fucks it up… and of course it was Logan of all people the one person he wasn’t interested in. In the slightest.
“Well I don’t agree with Patton or Roman, especially with their recent ways of treating you… I don’t quite care whether you’re a dark side or not. We’re technically all the same, figments of Thomas’ consciousness that aid him through life in our own ways. Your usefulness does not change with which side you’re on.” He says, resuming his effort to find Criminal Minds. It might be on Netflix, not Hulu… “Also I quite enjoy spending time with you. Their opposition is not going to change my personal opinion on you Virgil, you matter just as much as the rest of us, and treating you in this manner will consequently make things worse for Thomas. If you’re in a bad headspace, so is he. So shutting you out and making you feel anxious and ignored is only going to make the house worse along with Thomas.”
“Oh, makes sense.” Virgil’s smile is more like a wince… so this was for Thomas, makes sense… Logan keeps everything in the mind palace in balance basically. Helps keep everything running smoothly, so this was just a special case. Help the upset side so that they could be sane again. Then Logan would leave him to his own devices once more and things would go back to how they were. Virgil wraps his arms around himself, curling into his jacket some. He had finished his sandwich a few moments ago, was it always this cold in his room? He shivers slightly and pulls the covers over himself curling up, his legs coming to his chest as he wraps his arms around his legs.
“Aha!” Logan exclaims, startling the hell out of Virgil who practically jumps out of his skin at the sudden exclamation. Logan glances sheepishly to Virgil seeing the receding tension in his shoulders from his startle. “Apologies… I couldn’t remember where we could stream Criminal Minds.” He amends with that small apologetic smile. Virgil can feel his heart in his throat for a different reason this time. He blushes slightly and looks away, Logan looking at him like that took him off guard. He was typically unemotional and closed off but for that moment he looked… adorable. No- not adorable ha- never.
“Oh- yeah I could have helped, I’ve watched it a handful of times on Netflix…” he says with a small smirk, earning an embarrassed huff from Logan.
“Yes, well, contrary to popular belief, I do not know everything.” Logan counters, clicking through episodes to find one he feels like watching. Virgil chuckles at his defensiveness and annoyance.
“Uh huh, right, you’re trying to convince me the great Logan doesn’t know what streaming service Criminal Minds is on.” Virgil teases, some of his personality returning to him as he messes with Logan.
“Well, it seems your confidence in me is misplaced, seeing as ‘the great Logan’ is unable to recall media streaming services because there are too many of them.” He mumbles back, fighting a smile at Virgil’s playfully snarky personality returning.
“Yeah yeah, whatever specs, so you’re not good with entertainment services, that checks out seeing as your laptop is only ever used for work anyway.” He chuckles as Logan shoots him a glare, there’s no malice in it, in fact he seems a bit amused.
“I just don’t see why one would use their laptop for television when there are TV’s specifically made to do the job. If I’m not mistaken, Virge, we are using my laptop right now to watch one of your favorite shows, you’d best not insult my laptop in my company.” He responds, playful sparkle in his eye as he glances at Virgil once more before clicking play. Virgil is blushing slightly at both the nickname used and the look he received from Logan. He trains his eyes on the laptop in hopes that the poor lighting of his room will hide the faint blush of his cheeks.
They are sitting side by side, shoulders barely brushing, Logan has the laptop situated so that it is on either of their thighs balanced in between. Logan glances over at Virgil seeing the subtle blush on his cheeks, perhaps he is uncomfortable with Logan being so close.
“Are you comfortable? I can move to best-” Logan tries to say, getting interrupted by Virgil a little too fast.
“No!” he says quickly, the thought of Logan moving stressing him some, he blushes slightly as Logan looks at him with surprised confusion. He hurries to amend his statement, “I- I meant no, you’re fine I’m comfortable… I just um, are you comfortable?” he asks, peeking at Logan through his hair.
Logan is taken aback by a strange feeling surging through him. He assumes it was brought on by the look he just received from Virgil. His stormy grey eyes peeking through the sweeping shrewd of purple bangs, a slightly vulnerable nervous look in his gaze. Logan’s eyes flicker for a moment, noticing Virgil’s eyeshadow… it almost looks a bit- purple? Hasn’t it always been black…? Did it change colors with his mood…? Logan thought idly as his eyes fluttered unhelpfully to Virgil’s lips before back up to his eyes. Suddenly the room felt rather hot and Logan shifted subconsciously closer to Virgil, his hands absently moving to adjust his tie.
“Well seeing as you’re comfortable I don’t see any reason why you would still be tense.” He says, habitually adjusting his glasses as he glances back at the laptop. Virgil is floundering, he could have sworn he saw Logan blushing too but there’s no way. Logan doesn’t blush. Ever. So- yeah. God he’s seeing things. Lovely.
“Ha- Just um, nervous-” Virgil shuts up immediatly, blushing more, oh fuck why did he say that now logan is going to ask-
“Why? There is no current reason to be on edge-“ Logan responds in confusion only for his response to get clipped by Virgil.
“Just emotions and stuff, it’s been a rough week alright L?” he says, attempting to cover up his blush as it goes down slowly. Logan watches him for a moment seemingly lost in thought, Virgil squirms some under his gaze in confusion. “Lo? Why are you looking at me like-” Virgil stops talking as the warmth of Logan’s hand interlaces with his own. He looks down to see Logan’s hand in his, his eyes flickering back to logans in confusion.
“Comforting physical stimulation is proven to relieve or mitigate stress.” Logan says, dust of pink on his face as he continues. “Clearly the logical action to take when one is stressed is to relieve said stress. Therefore…” Logans free hand gestures to their hands together between them.
Virgil has no clue what to say to that so he just nods, blushing a bit more but relaxing some, “Makes sense I guess…” He concedes, squeezing Logan’s hand. Logan smiles some and leans against the back of the bed, bringing his focus back to the laptop.
It’s an easy silence as the two watch the show, Virgil slowly becomes more comfortable with Logan beside him and Logan can feel Virgil start to relax for the first time in days. The thought that he was able to bring that about causes Logan’s lips to quirk into a soft smile. Somewhere around the third episode the two are significantly closer. They had switched hands at some point to get more comfortable, Virgil’s right with Logan’s right. Virgil’s left hand rests around Logan’s shoulders and Logan is curled flush against Virgil’s side.
Virgil hesitantly runs his thumb over the back of Logan’s hand before pausing to gauge his response. Logan’s soft smile grows slightly so Virgil takes that as a que to continue. Logan can’t deny the fact that he has never felt this at ease or relaxed in his life. He can feel his typical tense and strict composure slip at Virgil’s cautious touch, his gentle warmth…
“Thanks.” Virgil says suddenly, Logan’s focus turns to Virgil, turning his head to look at him, Virgil looks calm… happy even. His eye shadow is still a soft purple, a sparkle to the shimmering makeup under his eyes, his gaze trails down to Logan, who finds himself suddenly nervous. It’s random- illogical, he is happy and calm with Virgil and yet… the way those breathtaking grey eyes trained on him… Logan blushes some and his free hand finds his tie again, fidgeting some as he breaks eye contact.
“For what am I receiving your thanks V-Virgil?” Logan asks, there is a slight stutter in his words and Virgil raises an eyebrow curiously at Logan. He seems nervous and- there that blush is again… Virgil’s eyebrows draw together in concern. Is Logan okay? Logan is never nervous so why…
“Just, you know- checking on me and stuff…” Virgil responds, he keeps his gaze trained on Logan, searching his face he tries to figure out where his sudden nervousness had come from.
“Oh, you are very welcome, I was merely trying to- ” Logan raises his head to make eye contact with Virgil again, only to stop as he finds Virgil’s face mere inches from his own. “-Help.” His sentence finishes in a strained squeak, blush breaks through his carefully restrained emotions, red running quickly down to his collar as he swallows with difficulty. He can see Virgil’s face flush with color as well, his eyes growing wider as he looks into Logan’s blue ones. Neither of them move, watching eachother with bated breath. Waiting for the other to move away.
“Logan…?” Virgil whispers, hesitantly breaking the agonizing silence between them. Logan’s gaze flickers to Virgil’s lips as he words his name before finding his eyes again. Logan licks his lips to answer, he doesn’t miss how Virgil’s stare moves at the action before their gazes lock once more.
“Virgil.” He murmurs in an exhale of breath, his eyes still caught on Virgils. Virgil takes a moment to speak again, his hand trembling anxiously at Logan’s shoulder as he chooses his words.
“C-can I kiss you?” He asks, the sincerity and hesitancy in the question sends an indescribable warm feeling through Logan’s veins as he leans toward Virgil.
Logan leans forward, his lips meeting Virgils with a vibrancy similar to how he’s feeling inside at the moment. Virgil kisses back instinctively, pressing emotions into Logan through the catalyst of a kiss. The kiss speaks volumes, a thousand words unsaid, building feelings finally receiving release as he presses to Logan. Logan moves closer as he feels Virgil’s hand shift to cradle the back of his head, his hand slipping up to tangle delicately in Logan’s hair. He hums as Virgil’s other hand relinquishes his, only so it can pull Logan from where he is seated and instead shift him to face Virgil in his lap. The new arrangement is favorable as Logan’s hands wrap around the back of Virgil’s neck, relishing every second until they need to part for air.
Logan is smiling, his face flushed as his heart beats fervently in his chest, his hair is a bit mussed from Virgil’s hand but he can’t find it in him to care. Virgil is looking at him, dumbstruck and seemingly a bit dazed as he smiles at Logan.
“Does that adequately answer your question?” Logan asks with a playful smirk as Virgil slowly gets his wits about him. Virgil blushes his eyeshadow flashing fluorescent as he nods, a beautifully happy smile parting his lips. One that Logan hasn’t seen on Virgil in quite some time, Virgil leans forward, kissing Logan softly this time before breaking it again to meet Logan’s eyes. Logan can see nervous hesitancy flicker in those grey eyes and his face softens in concern.
“Stay…?” Virgil asks softly. A question. A plea. Everyone he has ever cared about at this point has gone and his insecurity screams that Logan will be no different. Logan’s heart breaks as he senses the uncertainty in Virgil. Logan’s hands move to cup Virgil’s face, a soft caring smile gracing his lips as he looks down at Virgil with complete sincerity.
“Always.” Logan whispers, he watches as Virgil’s worry seems to fall away, Logan leans down, pulling Virgil into another kiss, finalizing his promise. Virgil pulls Logan closer. He doesn’t have to worry about his old friends. Or about how hated he is. Or about dark and light sides. All he can feel is Logan, pressed to his lips, a hand in his hair, seated in his lap. Close and never leaving. Virgil wouldn’t have it any other way…
here we are, a bit late for day one but nonetheless here is our entry, not well edited yet so dont @ me its late at night lol
Day one: Fear/Warmth: McDonalds TW: Anxiety attack, poor eating habits… uh think thats it let me know if theres more I need to add
Logan was studying in the dorm, as usual. Honestly the day has been quite boring. He had no class today and was rather bored, after all he had already studied this material weeks ago and the test wasn’t for another week. He was altogether feeling burnt out. Logan sighs and closes the textbook, his roommate should be arriving home soon, perhaps they could spend time together. Logan could use a change of scenery. …Wait, had he eaten today? He has been doing school work all day but doesn’t remember doing anything beyond that.
It was then that the dorm room door opens, causing Logan to jump slightly. A student in a black and purple patched jacket rushes in quickly, shutting the door a bit too abruptly behind him.
“Ah Virgil, I was hoping you would return soon. Would you like to go-“ Logan stops talking as Virgil moves straight past him, instead ducking under the desk on his side of the room. Logan blinks in confusion, staring at Virgil’s work desk, why would he dive under the desk. Logan approaches slowly and carefully, when he reaches the desk he can hear it. Panicked breathing. Logan can hear Virgil’s quick choked breath stutter as he desperately tries to inhale and exhale properly. He doesn’t want to invade Virgil’s space, that may make the attack worse. Instead he taps on the wood above Virgil’s head, the top of the desk. He taps five times, then seven, then eight. It takes a moment for Virgil to realize that Logan is tapping out a breathing exercise. He struggles, trying to follow the pace, choking multiple times as he tries to follow.
After a handful of moments he manages to loosely copy the exercise, the rushing in his ears dulls some as his vision clears a bit. This allows him to see Logan who is now crouching beside him, still tapping on the wood for him. Virgil meekly meets Logan’s eyes and Logan’s heart breaks. Virgil’s eyes are red from crying, tears have etched trails of black makeup down his face in tear trails that make him look even more upset. Logan’s eyes soften considerably and he can barely fight the inexplicable urge to pull him in his arms and cuddle him until he feels better. But friends don’t do that so he won’t. Plus he doesn’t want to overwhelm him.
“Virgil? May I touch you?” Logan asks softly, offering a hand to Virgil slowly. Virgil eyes the hand, he’s shaking quite a bit and though his breathing is better it is still nowhere near even or okay. Not to mention he still has tears trailing down his cheeks and dripping onto his jacket. Before Logan can ask again, Virgil moves. “AH-” Logan exclaims, shocked to his core as Virgil is no longer under the desk, but now curled around him, shivering like a leaf and clinging to Logan like a lifeline. “Oh… okay.” Logan slowly lowers his arms around Virgil, securely encompassing him in an embrace. Logan runs a hand up and down Virgil’s back comfortingly, Logan’s other hand finding its way into Virgil’s hair and running through it gently. His purple curls are soft to the touch, far softer than Logan had imagined- not that he imagines such things. Virgil is still shaking but Logan could feel him relax slightly at the hand in his hair and on his back.
Virgil’s breathing finally maintains a normal pace again, his head pressed to Logan’s chest, he can hear Logan’s heartbeat. It’s soothing, he counts his breathing with the beats. Not to mention Logan’s scent, something earthy, grounding… like pine, maybe with a hint of coffee. An interesting combination but one that Virgil has never been able to get enough of. And never been able to get this close too, not unless he was on Logans bed doing homework or drawing like he does sometimes while Logans studying. Neither of them were really ones for physical- well anything. They were as close as friends could be. Friends. Right.
Virgil shakily tries to shift away from Logan, pulling back from him, “S-sorry I- d-didn’t mean-n to i-invade yo-ur spac-” Virgil can’t finish his shaky sentence because Logan gently presses him back down against his chest again. “Oh- Lo- what um- what are you-” Virgil tries to ask, only for Logan’s hands to brush through his hair again, silencing him as he relaxes into the touch.
“We can remain like this if you would like. It seems to be helping you currently and physical stimulation can be comforting to ground one during panic attacks.” Logan says evenly, basically creating an easy excuse for why he didn’t want to move. “Would you like to tell me about your day? Or particularly what is bothering you about it?” Logan asks gently.
“Not really… just a bad day I guess. Showed up late to my first class because it was raining and I walked to class. My professor called me out on it and embarrassed me in front of the whole class. Forgot I had a test in my next class and was panicinging to much to even try to focus on the test… I can’t figure out what I want to do for my art project and it’s due soon. I have an english essay due too and a report in science and when I went to walk back here I had my headphones in but ran into two loud guys on accident and I don’t think they were mad but then they started hitting on me and calling me “emo nightmare” and freaking “JDelightful’’ which I think was a heathers reference but then they were blocking the sidewalk and you know how I hate walking on grass and the green one started saying something about kinks and the red one was yelling something about that being inappropriate before getting closer and saying something about my hair and I just- I don’t know it was way too much so then I lost it when I got back here and- and yeah… then you did the whole tapping thing and I invaded your personal space and you told me to stay and now… now were here I guess…” Virgil mumbles, finishing his story but staying curled against Logan, counting his heartbeats until Logan speaks.
“Mmm, I’m sorry. That does sound like quite the day.” He responds.
Virgil sighs, “Yeah… it’s pretty alright now though…”
Logan is quiet for a bit, clearly contemplating something. Virgil doesn’t interrupt, besides sitting like this with Logan is rather warm, he wouldn’t do anything to disrupt that.
“Let’s get McDonalds.” Logan says suddenly, sounding more like a definite and less like a suggestion. Which made zero sense, especially considering-
“Don’t you hate McDonalds because you don’t trust the ‘sanitation or health of the food’?” Virgil asks, repeating a bit of the conversation the two had weeks ago when discussing the food Virgil had brought home to the dorm after a stressful test-filled day.
“Yes, well, your impeccable memory aside, I have noticed that when you have a bad day you tend to get greasy food because you have a high metabolism and rarely eat lunch anyway. Thus you know that eating poorly wont cause negative weight gain. I also noticed that you have stopped eating McDonalds here in the doom after our friendly debate over it a few weeks ago. Though I have noticed salt on your hands a handful of times you return home, particularly after a bad day. This leads me to believe you just eat it somewhere else before you get back so that you don’t worry me. Seeing as you currently have no salt on your hands now I can easily say that you have not yet had mcdonalds and synonymously have not had lunch either. And it’s two in the afternoon. Lunchtime.” Virgil blinks for a moment, genuinely shocked and touched by the amount of care and attention Logan had put into Virgil. Virgil slowly shifted from where he was laying against Logan’s chest to look at Logan. Logan saw Virgil’s awe and couldn’t suppress the blush that perked up into his cheeks at how adorable the expression looked on his purple haired roommate. “McDonalds?” He repeats, it’s a question this time but Virgil doesn’t need to hear it.
His awe fades and there is a brief moment of something that flashes through Virgil’s gray eyes. Logan tries to place it, almost like mischief- before Logan can finish the thought there is a strong pull to his tie, yanking his hight advantage down to the man in his arms. Virgil’s lips are on his… soft, sweet, and eternally surprising to Logan, who believed he hadn’t done anything to warrant abnormal– dare he say romantic gestures from his closest companion.
To Virgil he had done everything. He cared. He noticed. Not to mention he was goddamn intelligent and hot. Virgil is blushing as he separates, he drops the tie and rubs the back of his neck avoiding the nerd’s eyes in fear of rejection. “I- ha sorry I’m not really sure what happened there I um- got nervous I guess ha we can- we can pretend this never happened because well because it probably didn’t I was stressed or whatever and you dont like me ha so- um yeah- yeah- I…” Virgil’s eyes flicker hesitantly back up to see why Logan is being so quiet all of a sudden. Virgil can’t stifle the laugh that escapes him, nor can he hide the blush on his cheeks. Logan seems to be frozen, staring with the dopiest, dorkiest smile imaginable and the brightest blush on his cheeks. Virgil waves a hand in front of his face, snapping him from his stupor to focus on Virgil again. “I- uh hi.”
“Greetings and Salutations.” Logan responds, smiling and blushing still on his face, though this time they were directed at Virgil, causing the other to stay blushing.
“You um. You okay?” Virgil asks, shifting awkwardly in Logan’s lap as the other looks down at him in pure, uncut adoration.
“Yes, Virgil, I have emotions for you that are in no way platonic.” Logan says, his smile is still there, as is the blush, making Virgil’s insecurities think he is joking at first.
“Ha, wow L, really telling it to me straight.” Virigl attempts to play it off, only to get the most adorable look of serious confusion from logan.
“No, you are misunderstanding. I am very much a homosexual Virgil, I am telling you I am gay. And currently, I am very gay for you specifically.” Logan says, clarifying for Virgil. Virgil tries to make sense of this. Yes Logan was always very to the point, yes he always spoke his mind and was adorably clueless on most pop culture references. Of course there was also no doubt in the fact that he always managed to simultaneously send Virgil’s stomach into a torrent of butterflies and ground him with the warmth of his voice.
“No that’s not what I- I didn’t mean you were straight I um- wait… ‘for me specifically’ what does that-“ Virgil tries and fails to voice his thoughts, Logan interrupts with a crystal clear question.
“Would you like to form a romantic relationship with me?” Logan asks simply, not wanting to cause Virgil any more mental strain around the subject or Logan’s words. “If that kiss was driven by stress and panic then I have no issue with you saying no. But typically actions like that are thought about in the mind before being acted upon or triggered by a stressful situation. In which case it is important to note that I have had inexplicable feelings in relation to you that Patton referred to last week as a ‘head over heels crush’ which I am still unaware what that means but-” Logan tables, it’s possible Virigl will say yes, there is nothing gainst that of course, him misunderstanding things is a likely circumstances, especially considering this is Logan. He frequently makes these mistakes… Virgil stops his words and his thoughts with a single quiet word.
“Yes.” Virgil says, causing Logan to pause. The two stare at each other for a moment before Logan smiles again, leaning down this time to meet Virgil’s lips. This kiss is deeper, more emotion flows between the two, breaths sealed in promise. When they part, they are both smiling, Virgil’s anxiety and Logan’s burnout forgotten.
Interviewer: lets hear from another couple why they decided to take a stroll just before the snowstorm.
Roman: I’m waiting for him to start complaining his hands are cold so I can warm them up with kisses.
Logan: I did plan to stay at home but my roommate has stated Janus would get lost or frozen in the snow so I “need to walk him home” . I tried to point out how ludicrous it is but he has literally pushed us both out of the apartment and locked the door before i had the chance to argue.
Extras HCs that I thought about after I created the collage, because my brain does a great job being random…. Skin type!:
Roman and Remus would get a nice and perfect tan after being under the sun (like in the beach or being a lot of time under the sun), but after a lot of time their skin would get back to its normal tone and repeat the cicle because they love the sun.
Patton would also get a soft tan, but it would disappear faster and would let behind more freckles in his face, that’s a thing that he loves because baby freckles!
Logan is pale and sensible to the U.V rays, he get sunburn easily, and believe him, it’s not comfortable at all, so he has to use sunscreen (a lot of sunscreen), and umbrellas when he has to spend a lot of time under the sun. Does he use it as an excuse to spend a lot of times in libraries or in his home? you cannot prove it.
Virgil’s skind doesn’t get tan or burned, but the more time he spend under the sun, the more freckles he gets and that doesn’t helps his anxiety. So he avoid the sun like a vampire and uses his sweater even if he gets a heatstroke in the process.
Janus is allergic to the sun… ok, no but almost? The sun makes his vitiligo worst, that’s why he use a hat and his gloves, it doesn’t matter if is in the middle of the summer.
Logan and Janus force Patton, Remus and Roman to use sunscreen.
Usually Logan and Janus go together to buy diferent types of sunscreen and discuss about the ridiculous amount of money that they spend in it.
Janus introduced Virgil to the sunscreens friendly to his makeup, and usually gift him makeup with sunscreen in it because he understand how he felt about his freckles.
Sanders Sides in a Human!AU, this is how I imagine them! (aka a lot of Headcanons -HCs-)
Janus, Virgil and Remus have Heterochromia (the only hetero* thing in their bones, Ha!). Janus’ eyes are grey and green, Remus’ are green and brown and Virgil’s eyes are blue and grey
Patton and Virgil have freckles, but Patton only has them in his face (especially in his nose and his cheeks) and Virgil in his whole body
Janus has Vitiligo, and ear piercings
Logan has ear piercings too (but don’t let Roman, nor Patton, know about it ;) ;) )
Remus is a chaotic gremling, hence the little scratches on his face
Roman’s and Remus’ hair is strawberry blonde (it seems like carrot -or maybe my glassess are playing tricks to my perception of colors- but I imagine them with strawberry blonde hair)
Logan’s eyes are a shade of blue darker than Patton’s
The flower crown was Patton’s idea, neither of them has the heart to say no to him (and they look to goddarn cute with them)
One day, I was chilling, minding my own business when, suddenly, I remembered a song of Marina and the diamonds and my brain was like ‘’hey, let’s do a moodboard of the sides inspired in song of them’’. So, here it is. #SandersSides
((Okay after tumblr DELETED this post, I guess I’ll try doing this again.))
Something that I’ve been reading a lot in some discussion posts about Logan and that “he’s not ignored– he’s been so important to Thomas and the others and he’s been thanked and stuff why is he so mad?”
I think I can clear that up for you. But let’s review a few things:
So Logan has been the definitive mediator throughout most of the previous episodes. He was the stage director for CYBG where he was thoroughly listened to; LVP was all about Thomas learning to listen to both of his most dramatic and loud sides aka Logan and Roman and how they can work together; LNTAO is a bit of a setback for Logan but it is his understanding of how the song fit into the conversation, as well as the puppets, that caused Thomas to have his eventual epiphany about his issue going into the episode; in EP Logan is the overall narrator, explaining how all these things that Virgil finds embarrassing were actually very needed in his overall development as a child and a teenager.
SVS has a very important Logan scene that does point towards my whole point:
Logan is quick to say that it isn’t working out. This is presumably obvious by the audience. Thomas is always scatterbrained, late to things, and obviously not looking at the calendar Logan has made considering the only thing on the calendar for April 13th is the callback and not the wedding. If Thomas had been listening to Logan on a normal basis, he would’ve known that but when it’s revealed, even Thomas himself seems a bit surprised immediately jumping to that Janus is lying and must have tampered with it. The rest of the episode goes on and Logan is given the benched seat but still has his opinions put out there for everyone as Patton calls on him a time or two.
DWIT is where Logan shines. He constantly puts Remus in his place throughout the episode also while proving the point that logic is the only way to work through intrusive thoughts, and that Remus is necessary to some extent. This is also an episode that I think Logan thinks was a turning point in his relationship with Thomas. Thomas sincerely thanks him directly and calls him cool. Logan is not used to that emotional kind of sincerity from Thomas directly and I think it affected him in a way that made him proud of the work he does, more than he would normally be. Logan now realizes that maybe Thomas will listen to him a bit more.
And by listening to him, he means allowing him to serve his true function. Logan, as logic and basically organizer of all of Thomas’s mental notes, likes diligently planning things and keeping order to Thomas’s life to help him live the best life he possibly can. Logan thinks now will be the time that Thomas actually chooses Logan to be the lead side in his life. Maybe for the first time.
Logan had already been pushed to the side once when Thomas decided he wanted to quit his education to become a Vine Creator/Youtube Personality. Roman became center stage but with so much pressure on Internet Celebs, Patton and Virgil also became pretty important. Logan was last on the priority list and as a side, his wants for Thomas have been last on the totem pole so to speak. So now that Thomas has seen how cool Logan is, Logan believes he can finally get some organization and stuff done in Thomas’s life and finally be listened to for what he wants, not just what he can give.
But then, POF happens. Logan is once again pushed out of the conversation and the more important things are emotionally driven, which focuses again on Patton and Roman, with a bit of Janus included. Logan also takes offense to the fact that nobody noticed he was missing and leaves after he done doing what he always does, bringing reason to the situation at hand. I mean, that’s all he’s good for right? He can’t help Thomas in any other way apparently. All of his other attempts have failed so why bother sticking around and hoping Thomas listens to him?
Then we fall on WTIT, Logan looks so happy upon first showing up to Thomas when he wakes up. We learn later that 5am Thomas made a lot of promises to Logan about getting lots of chores and things done today. Logan is happy because Thomas is gonna listen to him and we all know how Logan feels when deadlines are met and projects get completed.
But then Remus comes into play because Thomas is distracted by Nico not responding to his text messages from 4am. Logically, most people are asleep at that time of night so worrying about someone not answering around then would be kind of silly. Logan doesn’t seem to know about Nico not responding or at least he hasn’t noticed directly what’s troubling Thomas. We know he sees everything Thomas does to an extent because of a previous episode (“Have you seen the Office bloopers?” “Yes I have seen them 15 times because I am a part of you!”) so it makes sense to assume that Logan should know about the messages.
Remus is able to keep distracting Thomas because he’s so focused on why Nico hasn’t responded to his message yet and in this way, he’s able to keep Thomas from doing what Logan wants him to do. Over and over and over again. He’s unable to eat, he’s unable to do the dishes, he’s unable to clean up the litter everywhere—Logan increasingly gets more frustrated at the fact that Remus won’t leave them alone so maybe Thomas can get something done. However, Logan is going against his own logic here.
If we call back to DWIT, Logan explicitly says:
And yet, that’s what Logan is doing here. He’s trying to stop Remus instead of finding out what the real problem is. In an attempt to finally get Thomas to listen to him and do what he wants, he’s ignoring Thomas’s actual problem: the messages from Nico.
Also something very important in this scene here when Logan is trying to get Remus to stop or just listen to him:
Thomas is looking at his phone again and we’ve gone from sad that Nico is ignoring him to anger. His eyebrow furrow in frustration and his nose twitches like his breathing has gotten faster. Then it snaps back to Logan who finally snaps:
“STOP IGNORING ME!”
The thing is, I think Logan says this without realizing exactly what he’s saying or what he’s feeling at the moment because while some of his feelings are his own, some of them are Thomas’s feelings at Nico for, as far as Thomas knows, ignoring his text messages. As seen here:
He really was taken aback by how angry he really is. Because Orange is clearly affecting him here, but I think he was using Logan to affect Thomas too.
We know that Thomas doesn’t normally get mad at anything within canon; he’s pretty passive and usually let’s things roll off his shoulders. But today, the fact that his house is a mess, he can’t seem to get anything done, Nico ignoring him, and the constant intrusive thoughts that just won’t go away and keep messing with him… it’s become too much. He actually was about to explode, which is what happened to Logan. It only didn’t happen to Thomas because Nico called him just before so crisis averted in that regard.
Remus is pleased to finally see some emotion out of Logan and responds with: “But who do you really want to scream that at?” as he sinks out, seemingly referencing the fact that Logan is upset with Thomas constantly pushing his needs as a side away.
Nico then invites Thomas out and of course Thomas immediately accepts which Logan is surprised at which basically confirms he did not know about Thomas’s Nico problems that had been bothering him all day. The conversation downstairs is the culmination of Thomas and Logan’s relationship. Thomas throws on some clothes to leave and Logan asks him about his needs, the plans they had made that day. Thomas says he will get to it eventually and even makes a joke about tomorrow Thomas or whatever before blurting out: “This is just really important.”
That is an image of a side who realizes that to Thomas, his needs are not important. What’s more important is something else… again.
As he sinks out, Logan hugs his planner. That is what is important to him, but it was made pretty clear that just because it’s important to him doesn’t mean it’s important to Thomas.
In the end card, Logan spends most of it with his arms closed tightly around his body, as if holding onto himself in the same way he did his planner. He also seems rather quiet—he speaks but his words aren’t full of that proud tone he usually carries. It’s soft and weak, or rather timid. He is happy for Thomas but he’s also upset.
The way I see it is that while Thomas and the other sides do take advice and learn from Logan all the time on his knowledge, that’s different than actually listening. Logan’s needs as a side, his organizational and planning work, is ignored all the time. Let’s put it into a different perspective.
Let’s say you had a friend. They are so important to you and you all hang out together all the time. However, the friend begins to focus on something else more and you begin to drift apart. You don’t really understand this new thing your friend loves but you continue to help them anytime something goes wrong with this new endeavor, because you love them. They come back to you time and time again for more help and while you don’t mind helping them, it would be nice if they could do something you enjoy too instead of it always being about them. You don’t say this, but it’s something you feel inside. Then one day, your friend calls you. They’ve planned all day around spending time with you! You make plans and you’re so excited for them to come over and hang out. But as you begin to do something, their phone pings. They apologize but have to respond. It’s for that other focus. You understand but it keeps happening and eventually they’re called away from hanging out with you. Neither of you have really done anything that day because of the constant distractions taking your friend’s attention away from you. At this point, you’re upset and say “but I had a whole day plan of things for us to do.” “And we will, I promise. Maybe next week. This is just really important, okay?” The friend points to the phone and then excuses themself and leaves your house.
That is the situation with Logan and Thomas.
Getting complemented for your knowledge and smarts, and getting thanks for helping in situations is great and all, but meaningful reciprocation of that same time and energy from the other party means so much and if you keep giving and giving, eventually you have nothing more to give. You feel used and useless.
Tl;dr: Logan wants a more meaningful relationship with Thomas where not only can he teach Thomas things, but also make life better for Thomas but Thomas keeps pushing Logan away in that aspect, claiming that things are just more important than what Logan needs as a side.
(This is 2000 words… I’m gonna go think about something else for a bit LOLOL)
Also note this:
Thomas is standing in front of the letter O. O for ORANGE MAYBE HMMMMMMM /jk i honestly don’t know but I find it funny out of all the letters in the words, he’s standing in front of the only O.
Okay but you know that being around a prince who constantly gestures with both his arms, the embodiment of the fight or flight reflex, and a dad with more energy than a child - Logan has just had to develop these reflexes. Nothing to do with coffee.
this was meant to be a question and tuned into a theory..
genuine question does Logan actually get ignored more than the other sides or is that just his perception??
Like obviously there are points where they talk over him/Roman calls him a nerd but I don’t think it’s anymore than Logan talks over them /calls Roman/Patton stupid or what have you?? Especially in season 1
I absolutely get the feeling that Janus and Remus are trying to push to get Orange revealed, that’s what Remus’s entire ignoring Logan thing near the end felt like. And considering Remus seemed not at all surprised by the orange eyes, I’d say he’s in on whatever plan there is to get Orange recognized.
After all, Janus’s job involves hiding things from Thomas that he doesn’t want to know, so the only way for the final side to join a discussion would be for Thomas to realize what there is that he doesn’t know, and ask for that information.
An adorable thought I’ve had concerning single Dad! Logan and baby! Patton while reading up on child language acquisition:
Logan reading that stereotypical “baby-talk” is bad for children’s development and resolving never to use it.
He probably wouldn’t have anyway, he thinks it’s condescending and considers his son to be way too smart for that sort of thing, but it’s always good to have scientific evidence.
So Logan talks to Patton (who is an Actual Baby) the same way he would address any of his adult friends or colleagues and always answers him like he’s talking back.
Logan: *reading a newspaper while Patton’s sitting in his lap being A Baby* Hmm, Patton, what do you make of all this?
Patton: *Staring up at Logan like he’s just seen the sun for the first time* a-da.
Logan: *trying hard not to smile/ start crying* That’s…a very interesting position, I hasn’t considered that before, thank you.
Patton: *Sticks Logan’s tie in his mouth*
Better yet, grocery shopping:
Logan: *looking very seriously down at Patton in the trolley* Now that you are of an age to start eating solids, it is vital for us to foster healthy eating habits.
Patton: *looks back as seriously as he is able, while also chewing on a tiny frog plushie*
Logan: Yes, I know it’s disagreeable, but some things must be done, I’m afraid. From now on we will only be stocking nutritious, sugar free snacks in the kitchen. That is what I’ve decided.
Patton:a-bleh
Logan: Oh, alright fine. I suppose it wouldn’t hurt for us to pick up a couple of jars of Crofters. If you insist.
Patton: *starts giggling, kicking his tiny legs in the trolley happily*
Logan: *while physically restraining himself showing his child with kisses and affection in the middle of the store.* Mind your legs please, Patton. Yes I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to get some cookies as well. As long as you promise to eat your vegetables first.
Just…Logan raising Patton man, there’s no many adorable scenarios in my head.
Logan reads to Patton out of scientific journals and things because he’s trying to get him interested in the subject at an early age.
Logan having to get one of those baby carriers that you strap to your chest just so he can get things done throughout the day because Patton wants to be carried all the time.
And once Patton actually does learn how to talk, Logan has an impossible time saying no to anything.
Patton consistently asking random “why” questions and Logan is never, ever, ever too busy to answer. Or even if he is, or if he doesn’t know he’ll be like “That’s an interesting query, let me get back to you on that” and then he does actual research.
Logan, like most parents, fully unironically believes Patton is totally an undiscovered genius.
God I just had to write this, lemme actually start before I lose motivation- sorry if it’s shit, I’m exhausted
Roman and Virgil did not judge Logan for alot of things, they more so would say that they worried if anything. Like his concerning habit of inhaling an entire jar of Crofters at 3 am with steaming coffee to the side like it’s breakfast with the lights off just to hiss at Virgil like a cat guarding itself. Virgil would later deny having any nightmares of this event but couldn’t hold back the shiver that consumed him every time he saw that blasted jar. For Roman it was nagging at Logan into self care days with Janus involved, having to remind the most logical of the group that rest and care was important to improve mental and physical health. With some pushing and a few blackmail pictures of Logan drooling on his assignments, somehow by Roman standards he was still photogenic as ever, he maintained a less self-destructive schedule throughly his college with out a single photo being leaked.
So it was safe to say that his friends were never to judge him mostly when some how the one with a brain cell had become feral and lopsided. It was Logan,the same guy who explained through PowerPoint to Roman and Virgil on why they should have more than just a candle in their apartment and somehow exceeding the criteria of 6 slides in the process. Never in the group’s wildest imagination that he would be the first one to have a kid. A baby actually. Though to try and say that Logan was all brains and no heart would be a foolish errand.
Everyone knew how Patton came to be, almost mystically dropped off by the side of the road, crying and fussing as his little hands seemed to reach out in hopes of finding comfort only to get the cold, brisk air of that January morning. Immediately calling for help while Logan focused on keeping the baby warm under the warm wool sweater, ignoring the unconscious instinct to coo and the visible red coating the chubby cheeks buried in his chest. It would have been a heartwarming sight if it wasn’t so worrying.Virgil airing out his anxieties of where his parents were or what could have happened if the baby had stopped crying with Roman trying to rub his shoulder comforting and keep him from the brink of a panic attack. Janus was on the phone with 911 while Remus was relatively calm and trying to keep the baby wake with noises, enjoying the alertness that kept the situation so mellow but all the more sad.
It would be months later, no legal guardian found and Logan’s vast knowledge of the corrupt system that was adoption, it didnt take long for Virgil to confront him while looking at his signature in the bottom to be Patton’s legal guardian. His hands shaking but with no regret he turned to his friends, “I just can’t leave him..” It quivered with an surprising amount of emotion more than his hands could show, Remus being the one to take his hand and squeeze it to allow comfort to flow through him. “Then don’t, Bookdick.”
The sudden reminiscent memory made Virgil blink, rubbing his eyes as if he had been taking a long nap just to remember why he thought about how this all started in the first place. The new father was reading outloud one of his student’s assignments, skillfully undisturbed by Patton’s gurgles and small trailing of spit though his eyes seemed surprisingly aware and stayed on Logan. “Well what do you think Patton? It would seem that Alyssa’s argument had been built on lengthy descriptions of philosophical advancements.” Again gurgling with the mix of wet clapping flowed, he swirled a bit in his chair to avoid the flying specks of saliva from hitting the paper in his hand, still nodding as if Patton had brought up a noteworthy point. “Yes, I suppose that does make sense though it could weaken her argument.” Roman was uncharismatic in trying to stifle his laughter, whether it was at what they were watching or Virgil’s own horrifed expression, it was hard to tell.
“You laugh now, but when Patton started insulting your intelligence as a three-year old and has better cognitive skills than you wish you could, don’t cry to me.” Logan spoke, not looking at the duo as he continued working through the papers. Asking for Patton’s advise while gently pulling the pen from his tight grip and ignoring Roman’s offended noises. Virgil simply shakes his head, glad that after all these months Logan was still himself with a baby in tow and his own kooky parental guide. Maybe with luck Virgil would be able to stop the Crofters obsession from taking root. His arms hanging off of Logan’s shoulder and sheepishly hiding his face into the other’s hair, “I’m proud of you Loagn, seriously.” The soft gasp from the teacher’s lips were memorable as was the babbling in agreement making his heart twist and tighten before releasing itself with a deep breath, “Thank you.”
Loved this artwork and it inspired me to write some good ol’ Logan angst, please check out their amazing work! Also I wrote this in 3 am I’m sorry if it’s bad
Enough is Enough
It started with the thump in his heart, unfamiliar and unnoticeable at first, it made him adjust his tie and focus on Thomas who was happily chatting along with Roman about the next video. His eyes glancing toward Patton and Virgil, cups of hot chocolate between them and their soft smiles shared with one another.
Thump
This one was uncomfortable now making him grimace as a dull throbbing pain along side with vacant noise feeling his head. All of a sudden he was speaking, his lips were moving and the sides had been giving them their full attention. He was smiling, right? He must have been with the warm look that Patton was giving him.
Butwhy?
Why can’t he breathe?
It felt as if he was outside his own body, simply watching the pleasant atmosphere of the living room. Air seemed nonexistent but the others showed no sign that anything was wrong, which meant that nothing was wrong. After all his warnings were just exaggerations and misunderstandings, Logan will never be able to fully grasp any dilemma due to his insufficient knowledge of emotional matters. He will never fully understand the others.
The perfect picture seemed to blur, he could no longer make out the faces and hear the voices, just his own pounding heart and pure distorted noises. What was happening? What was this fear coming from? He is Logic, something that was supposed to be useful and factually accurate, he displayed everything in a manner that is correct and controlled. So all he needed to do was get a grip-
“Logan, I need you to breathe.”
The sudden rush of air was surprising, his body jerked awkwardly as he coughed, senses flooding back with the pins and needles circulating through his body. His face was prominently wet with tears, blinking away he looked to see all of them surrounding him. Mainly Janus who was rubbing his twitching hand and soothingly patting his back.
The worried expressions varied in severity but held the main amount of concern…concern for him? No it couldn’t be, why would they be concerned for him? “Logan how long have you been..” Thomas trailed off, pointing to the desk making the logical side look over. ‘I’M TIRED’ was written all over the walls and visble papers, stained with pens and assumed sharpies that would take a while to scrub off. He looked down at his hands, now seeing how they were covered in a scary amount of red ink.
It was hard to grasp the fact that he wasn’t in the main room, had he been delirious this whole time? He gripped Janus’s hand tight, “My apologies, I didn’t mean to disturb you all. I will fix my work and insure this incident won’t mess up with the schedule-” “Logan, no one is worried about the damn schedule. We’re worried about you.” Virgil cut off, leaning in to wipe away the stray tears that fell into view.
“Yeah, Logie. Running into your room and finding you drawing all over your walls like mad man while screaming was definitely something, it was almost serial killer worthy!” Remus was noticeably pale despite his crazed smile that stuck firmly on his face, the state that Logan was in was certainly one to be feared if it sickened Remus of all people. Patton took in a deep breath, making Logan look up at him, “But the fact that you kept writing that over and over shows that you..You have been feeling like that for a long time, haven’t you?”
Logan scoffed, turning away, “I am incapable of feeling anything, I’m logic-” He hissed, Janus being to wipe his hand decorated with small miniscule cuts and a sing-song, “Lieee.” slipping from his lips. Roman rolled his eyes and hopped on to the bed with Thomas in tow, “Come on Nerdy Wolverine! You are the one who said that we represent more than what we are. Does that not include you?” He opened his mouth to retort but nothing came out, because what creative side was saying made sense.
But the existence of these feelings, the inferiority and worthlessness that swelled through his chest. Was this all really okay? Thomas leaned his head on his shoulder, “Logan you are logic as you are part of me. What is considered logic is always subjective and it can change, I think I put this burden on you that when it comes to Logic no emotions should be involved. But I didn’t realize how much that put you into denial.” Feeling the cool hands cup his face so tenderly made Logan relax, nuzzling gently as tears began to well back in his eyes. “You can say it Logan, we’re all here. You’re okay.”
With a nod, the side tried to push at first, force what was needed out of his throat so it would be out there. His voice cords weren’t cooperating and his body wanted to twist away from every touch that they were offering him. 'Calm down.’ His true thought pulled apart the incoherent noise, he blinked to see the sight of everyone beside him and gave them a shakey smile.
