#sanders sides ship spring

[edupunkn00b]

Spring Ahead

In honor of the curse that is Daylight Savings Time, a look at how Logan copes (or, rather doesn’t cope) with the loss of an hour every year.

(Video and AO3 link below)

Psst… @starshard17 ‘s commissions are open and @typically-untypical has a requests and commissions page on their YouTube channel.

#spring ahead #sanders sides #logan sanders #set in the Side by Side in the Mindscape universe #ts logan #janus sanders #remus sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #lucas sanders #intruloceit #patton x lucas #hey have we picked a ship name for them yet? #Youtube

[anxiousgaypanicking]

Sanders Sides: Miscellaneous Smut Masterlist! (Part Two)

The kinks, ships, and prompts listed for each post so you can know what you want to read (in case the titles aren't descriptive enough)!

(Listed in order of oldest to newest!) (And how they're formatted on my AO3)

Part One

1. Rules + Info + Requests

2. Chapter Summaries

3. Payment:  DRLAMP (Janus x Remus x Logan x Virgil x Patton x Roman), Sex, Double Penetration, Riding, Handjobs, Face Fucking, Degradation, Tears, Spit Prompt: Can you do one with Bottom Sub Patton x Everyone where he just likes to pay with sex

4. Video Games: Dukexiety (Remus x Virgil), Exhibition, Sex Prompt: Smaller person (likely Virgil), and bigger person (likely Remy or Remus.) Of course they play video games, however, Virgil wants attention and R won't give it to him because "but video games, babe!" So, Virgil ride's R while he plays video games. Probably in a voice chat too.

5. Vulnerable:  Logicality (Logan x Patton), Sex, Breeding Speak, A/B/O Dynamics, Hickeys Prompt: Hurt comfort and a/b/o where Patton(Alpha) and Logan(Alpha) have been married for a while and lately they've finally started to have sex because Patton grew up in a very traditional family and he has a hard time submitting to Logan without feeling shameful and humiliating. Logan realizes and softly helps Pat into sub space. Top!Logan and bottom!Patton. Plus points if Logan's a sweet husband

6. Bug: Intruloceit (Remus x Logan x Janus), Vore, Detailed Digestion, Sex, Felching Prompt: Plsplspls intruloceit vore

7. Boob Job: Loceit (Logan x Janus), Nipple Play, Oversensitivity, Humping, Dacryphilia Prompt: Maybe Janus would even have to press his pecs together and fuck the fat tits Logan essentially has.

8. Home Alone:  Demus (Janus x Remus), Toys, Plugs, Hair Pulling, Thigh Fucking Prompt: A roommate who constantly makes noise like he's getting off/fucked and like, lays in bed twitching like he's got somethin in his ass, so what happens when someone buys him a thrusting/vibrating dildo/plug via amazon and it shows up when he's home alone? Does he use it alone? Does he get caught by the roommate who bought it? That day? Eventually? Ever? Pairing of your choice

9. Assume: Intruality (Remus x Patton), Sex, Degradation, Restraints, Spanking Prompt: Could you maybe do something with intruality where Patton's like assumed by everyone that he has no idea what sex is while Remus is the opposite and no one knows how they're together. And behind closed doors Patton's really dominant and dirty, his pure an innocent act is all fake and he loves putting Remus in his place, tying him up, spanking him and degrading him until he's begging for Patton to fuck him

10. Human Need: Logicality (Logan x Patton), Sex, Breeding Kinks, Cockwarming Prompt: How about some logicality with Logan having a breeding kink and denying it and Patton telling him he has a breeding kink (and that's okay) but Logan keeps insisting it's just his 'human need to reproduce, so of course he'd want to get the person he loves pregnant.' and Patton's just like 'yeah, okay, sure.' top Logan and bottom Pat

11. At Long Last: Dukexiety (Remus x Virgil), Voodoo, Sex, Felching Prompt: Hey mate so I'm a sucker for Virgil being rendered helpless and overstimulated so like could I put a request in for Virgil × Remus with Remus finally getting a hold of Virgil's voodoo doll?/Remus finally getting a hold of Virgil's voodoo doll?

12. Spring Break:  Anxceit (Virgil x Janus), Feederism, Handjobs, Blowjobs, Finger Sucking Prompt: Any case I can get more feederism my way? Maybe sub! V and dom!pat or jan or both yk- Dom is worried sub isn't eating enough bc busy college life and decides durin a spring vacation or smtg to have a feedin session to fix it :D

13. Begging For Your Body: Intruality (Remus x Patton), Sex, Overstimulation, Grinding Prompt: Intruality with soft!dom Patton and bottom Remus. The main plot of this would be that maybe Remus was feeling down, having intrusive thoughts (as he does), specifically about his body image, and Patton is there to comfort him and love up on him <3. Kinks are praise, grinding, begging (from the dom perspective, (ex: "Please, Please let me make you feel good, baby?"), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, and a lot of pet names-)

14. Aftercare: Analogical (Virgil x Logan), Sex, Bondage, Degradation, Choking Prompt: I'm a sucker for big aftercare- especially after something like a brutal scene with a partner lol Analogical Kinks: Choking, praise, degrading and bondage- but ending with explicit aftercare? For the base storyline do whatever you wish! Have free-range :))

15. Cock Snack: Analoceitmus (Virgil x Logan x Janus x Remus), Micro/Macro, Oral Play, Cock Vore, Restraints, Cum Digestion, Sex, Fingering, Edging, Crying Prompt: P. 3 of c vore fic? 

#sanders sides #sanders sides smut #not safe for sanders #agp smut #logicality smut #intrulogical smut #roceit smut #intruality smut #demus smut #loceit smut #dukexiety smut #DRLAMP smut

[transfemlogan]

Sanders Sides events in 2023! Last updated: September 17th, 2023

2022 event list

This list complies every event in 2023 (on Tumblr), such as: character days, ship weeks, gift exchanges, "big bangs", and ETC. If you have an event this year, let me know so I can add it to the list!

I will not be adding the sides' birthdays to this list (unless begged /j), because they are in my last list and... they don't change.

(These are added as the people hosting the event state that they are doing it this year)

MISC

@tss-storytime - Sanders Sides Big Bang - Schedule

@tsspromptmonth - Spring Cleaning Event: February 10 - end of April Sign ups & Schedule

@transsidesweek - Transgender Sides Week: september 11th - 17th

@acesidesweek - Asexual Sides Week: june 5th - 11th (prompts)

@aro-sides-week - Aromantic Sides Week: august 20th - 26th (prompts)

@briandthemoon - Thomas Sanders Birthday Bash: DEADLINE MARCH 24TH (information)

@tss-october-ghostwriters - Halloween Exchange (FAQ) (SIGN UPS - july 36th - september 30th)

@autisticsidesweek - Autistic Sides Week: December 4th - 10th

SHIP EVENTS

@loginceweek2023 - Logince Week: January 23rd - 29th (prompts)

@roceit2023 - Roceit Week: April 6-13 (prompts)*

@dukexietyweek - Dukexiety Week: June 18th - 25th (prompts)

@loceitweek - Loceit Week: June 27th - July 3rd (prompts)

@anaroceitweek - Anaroceit Week: July 10th - July 16th (prompts)

@royalityweek - Royality Week: July 31st - August 6th

@prinxietyweek - Prinxiety Week: October 2nd - October 8th (prompts)

@intrualityweek - Intruality Week: October 22nd - 28th

@intrulogicalweek - Intrulogical Week: October 29th - November 4th (prompts)

@tss-anxceit-week - Anxceit Week: November 12 - 19

@moxiety-week - Moxiety Week: December 18th - 24th

*2023 roceit week is hosted by someone different than last years! Check out last years roceit week at @roceitweek

ROLESLAYING WITH ROMAN

@roleslayingweek2023 - Roleslaying Week: July 24th - 30th

Events NOT Happening

Moceit Week (@moceit-appreciation-week) is Not coming back this year, there hasn't been an Intruality week since 2021 (@intrualityweek2021), and there has never been a Logicality week ever! Analogical Week (@analogicalweek) is most likely not coming back this year (or ever), as the creator left the fandom.

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #janus sanders #patton sanders #remus sanders #virgil sanders #prinxiety #logicality #moceit #demus #dukeceit #analogical #whats another popular ship #orange side

[gay-disabled-characters-showdown]

Characters that have been rejected from the showdown

Notes: Please don’t send us angry asks about any of these, it’s just going to make us less likely to take the character. If you’d like to explain why you think they count feel free to send us an ask.

Ling Yao (Fullmetal Alchemist): Didn’t find the info, and he doesn’t seem to count

Nagito Komaeda (Danganronpa): submitter was annoying and I didn’t like the content much among other things

Satoko Hojo (Higurashi When They Cry): Too many images of the character dressed weirdly for the age range she is for me to want to actually read the wiki for the character

Alluka Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter): At this point, we just honestly don’t feel like dealing with this character as we have been unable to get a solid argument.

Clarissa (Dead Mount Death Play): Over sexualized and didn’t vibe with it

Jon Connington (Game of Thrones): it’s game of thrones so no

Kaname Date (AI: The Somnium Files): Too many mentions of his obsession with pornography to be comfortable adding without a seriously good argument

Dr doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb): Lack of evidence on wiki, need more

Dr Carmilla (The Mechanisms): Too close to real world

Terezi Pyrope (Homestuck): Don’t want to do homestuck

Curran (Dragalia Lost): Needs evidence the wiki was less than helpful

Maedhros (The Silmarillion): Needs really good argument as I am not compelled yet as the guy he’s shipped with is his like half cousin or some shit

Noise (Roleslaying with Roman): part of sanders sides which I don’t feel like dealing with

Meg Corbyn (Novels of the Others): needs more justification/ evidence

Rand al’Thor (Wheel of Time books): submitted for polyamory but as far as I can tell that wasn’t something he chose, would maybe accept an argument for bi if given one

Iroha (Diamond in the Rough): needs evidence and more justification

Tori Spring (Solitaire): needs different justification or evidence to be entered

Thirteenth (House MD): exactly the type of show we didn’t want, additionally I don’t like the show because it is acephobic

Marceline (Adventure Time): vampirism does not count as a disability in our opinion, and I couldn’t really find/ didn’t really look for a justification for the bipolar side of the argument

Rose Darling (Camp Damascus): need more evidence and justification from someone who has actually read the book

Anduin Wrynn (World of Warcraft): as of right now I am not comfortable accepting content from those creators, however if someone has an argument that isn’t mean they might be accepted

Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel): Unless someone wants to give a really good argument as on this one we are not including her due to sketchiness of content.

Vace (I was a Teenage Exocolonist): wiki was less than clear on sexuality

Tangent (I was a teenage exocolonist): too much eugenics vibes going on on her wiki for me to be comfortable but feel free to persuade me

Ashes O’Reilly (The Mechanisms): too similar to real life

President Dean (The Monument Mythos): to close to real life for me to be comfortable

Tatsumi Kazehaya (Ensemble Stars): lack of evidence

Edward Eric (Fullmetal Alchemist): lack of evidence

Dys (I was a Teenage Exocolonist): lack of evidence on wiki

Kitty Softpaws (Puss in Boots): lack of evidence

Monkey D Luffy (One Piece): lack of evidence

Roronoa Zoro (One Piece): lack of evidence that I cared to find

Clara Valac (Welcome to Demon School, iruma Kun): lack of cohesive evidence and something about it weirded me out.

#lgbtq disabled characters showdown #a answers

[pretypidge]

9 People you want to get to know better

yoo i feel so special ty @cunn1ngboy for tag!

1. Three Ships: hannigram, god i literally havent fandom'd in so long. i was a frerard middle schooler but that was years ago?? uhh i'll cop out and say alana and margot slay. i should consume more media

2. First Ever Ship: yeah either frerard orrr prinxiety from sanders sides. oh no nevermind it was solangelo! at the age of 11. i forgot about that whole period wowow what a throwback

3. Last Song: Chopin's Raindrop Prelude on phone, Jane Doe by Hail the Sun on laptop

4. Last Movie: lmao Charlie Countryman i was bored and found out things about myself including that mads mikkelsen saying slurs,, doesnt go without .., provoking feelings. including the shard of wine glass. etc. really outing myself as fandom trash

5. Currently Reading: i have like 3 long emungere fics on the go (just finished What Dreams and am bereft) as well as the Picture of Dorian Grey, Infernal Desire Machines of Dr Hoffman, and one for french class called Elle S'appellait Sarah. technically also To the Lighthouse for school

6. Currently Watching: perpetually rewatching hannibal (seriously do i actually have a personality or is it gone now). i have started NGE but im like 3 eps in and trailed off due to workload

7. Currently Consuming: mentos, but actually as of like a week ago lunch and dinner every single day and i am able to do things again. mostly. i, like,,, function? wild shit. am a person again. insane.

8. Currently Craving: not to have to do laundry but to have all clean clothes and sheets by magic. like 20 hours of sleep. or more tbh. spring to come please god spring to come. 12 degree weather and a return to life pls. something to fill the hollow that the last fic left in my bones but like, in an Ow way

Tagging: @elvislefilm @jtbb @turtlesonsatellites @somewhere-in-the-trees @hopesapowerfulthing @bruise-pristine-serene @stigmatatism @titsgraham @iferikcouldhearmysoul and any mutual and also anyone at all!!!!! frends<33

[klinemartin7]

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#replica prada belt #prada belt #prada belt men #prada fur belt #prada belts #prada belt women

[thecrowslullaby]

17. “Are you afraid of me?” 👀

the prompt list and I'm gonna tag @sanders-spring while I'm at it.

Dove! You didn't include any sides but I know how much you love Roman and Virgil bickering so I tried to include that and I may or may not be stuck with another au now. Hope you enjoy :D!

It might be sligthly ooc but in my defense i haven't written in Roman's pov since may.

I'll get the other prompts too, when I finally have access to my pc for linger than 15 minutes at a time XD

Pairing: platonic prinxiety

Warnings: bad description of drowning (they're fine), implied death (they're probably fine too), one (1) swear word, tell me if I missed anything.

Word count: 950

Roman woke up to his body heaving heavily. Throat burning as water spilled out from his lungs. He tried grabbing something, anything, as trying to steady his breathing but his hands caught nothing but sand, the grains seeping through his fingers.

His head felt cold and heavy as he tried to fight the nausea swirling inside it. Wouldn’t be good to get sick, the captain was already furious with him. He swallowed it thickly and painfully. His chest hurt more with every breath.

His hands sunk deeper into the coarse sand. He’s going to have to sweep it later. How did they even manage to get this much onto the deck?

Weren’t they miles away from land?

He felt cold and tired. Slowly his breathing steadied, he already listened in for whatever complaints the captain could throw at him.

That’s when Roman heard sth being dragged along the sand.

His eyes shot open, making his head spin.

Roman always loved fairy tales. Daring stories of knights in shining armor saving damsels, and more importantly, fellow knights in distress. Fighting dragons, slaying beasts, entering worlds of magic and fantasy.

But he believed it to be just that, fantasy.

There was no such things as fairies, huge, monstrous lizards filling the sky with fire or…

..mermaids.

A small rational part of Roman, whose voice sounded suspiciously like Logan’s, told him he was seeing things. His head was still spinning, headache growing steadily worse while his lungs still burned from the saltwater.

No, no, no.

He must be hallucinating, he rationalized, trying desperately to wrap his heavy mind around the situation.

He remembered the captain shouting orders, something about a storm, lowering the mast.

He remembered being on the deck as the weather shifted.

Logan screaming, reaching out with his hand.

Their fingers grazed just barely as a wall of water hit them, taking Roman with it.

And then the ocean. Dark and cold. Swallowing him, filling his eyes and lungs as lumps of air escaping his lips, swarming his vision.

Rising higher until Roman couldn't see them anymore.

Until all that was left was the darkness that creeped up around him.

Cold, heavy and thick, swallowing him whole.

Until he couldn’t tell which way was up anymore.

Was he… dead?

It certainly didn’t feel like heaven with the way his chest burned with every breath.

He closed his eyes. Willing whatever vision flooded his mind away, but once he opened them the thing was still there. It’s posture slouched, body facing away from Roman save from it’s head that was turned towards the sailor.

It was.. watching him with those unblinking black eyes.

“Are you-” There were a thousand questions running through Roman’s mind. He hadn’t managed to settle on one before his lips finished the sentence for him. “-afraid of me?” He scolded himself as soon as the words left his mouth. Their tail must have been longer than Roman was tall and if the sharp nails it tried to hide in the sand were anything to go by it’s diet certainly didn’t consist of plants only.

It drew back it’s tail, turning their body to Roman. It bared its teeth and raised its fins. Sharp claws grinding against sand.

“No.” It hissed.

Well, that certainly wasn’t very convincing. Not that Roman knew a lot about lying of course, being so honorable, but he could spot a poor performance if he saw one.

“Hi, I’m Roman” The sailor offered, voice heavy. “I’m… well… unarmed.”

He could practically feel Logan’s disappointed stare on him as he revealed himself defenseless against whatever he was facing. But Logan wasn’t here now, he told himself, desperately trying to not think where his taller friend was. He couldn't think- he made it, and Logan was smarter, if Roman made it-. He shouldn’t- He couldn't-

Not now.

“What’s your name?” He asked the creature, who thankfully hadn’t fled yet.

“I don’t give my name to strangers.” It practically hissed the last part, baring its teeth at Roman.

“Alright there Mr. Incredible sulk-” Roman chuckled, the motion almost sending him into another coughing fit. The creature's eyes were black but Roman swore he saw an eyeroll and if his friendship with Logan was anything to go by, this was a good sign. “-would you mind telling me where I am then?”

“On land.”

“I… can see that.” There was definitely another eye roll. The fish-man was warming up to him.

“Why the hell are you asking then?”

“Well I was hoping, you might be a bit more specific.”

“How the hell would I know? I don’t go on land much. Tails aren’t exactly meant for that.”

It was only now Roman realized how far away from the water he was. The sand stretching out under him suspiciously dry. The fish must have dragged him all the way out here, or at least waited until until the ebb with him.

“You saved me, didn’t you?” And probably risked their life while doing so. He should probably thank them for that.

“Wow, amazing observation skills.” Never mind with the ‘thank you’s, this fish was an ass.

“Are you this friendly with every human you save?”

“I don’t save humans.” The fish deadpanned, already turning away from him. Roman couldn’t help but grin as he rose to his feet to chase after them.

“Does that mean I'm special?” The fish glared up at him before continuing to drag its body toward the water.

“Don’t let that go to your head Roman.” The sailor swore he heard faint amusement. “It’s already bloated enough with all the water you swallowed.”

“That’s not- hey!” The fish gave him a far too annoying smirk. “I don’t like you.”

It’s smirk only widened.

(i'm probably gonna write more for it but it's getting late here and I'm an old man who needs his rest /lh)

#prinxietyspring2022 #sanders sides #sanders spring #sanders sides ship spring #ship spring #sandersspring2022 #prinxiety #platonic prinxiety #virgil sanders #roman sanders #ts roman #ts virgil #cawtent

[sanders-spring]

Sanders sides ship spring

February:

14. chaos day!!!! (miscellaneous ships, icluding canon x oc, oc x oc, Thomas ships, etc. basically go wild :D)

15.Janus x Logan – Loceit

16. Logan x Patton – Logicality  

17. Patton x Remus – Moduke/ Intruality

18. Remus x Virgil – Dukexiety

19. Virgil x Roman– Prinxiety

20. Roman x Janus– Roceit/ Princeit 

21. Janus x Virgil – Anxceit  

22. Virgil x Logan– Analogical 

23. Logan x Remus – Intrulogical

24. Remus x Janus – Dukeceit/ Demus

25. Janus x Patton – Moceit

26.Patton x Virgil – Moxiety  

27. Patton x Roman – Royality    

28. Logan x Roman – Logince

March:

1.Janus x Logan x Patton – Loceitality/ Logicaliceit/ Lomoceit

2.Janus x Logan x Remus – Intruloceit 

3.Janus x Logan x Roman – Roloceit/ Loroceit/ Loginceit 

4.Janus x Logan x Virgil – Analoceit  

5.Janus x Patton x Remus – Deintruality/ Intrumoceit/ Modukeceit

6.Janus x Patton x Roman – Romoceit/ Royaliceit/ Moroceit

7.Janus x Patton x Virgil – Moxceit/ Anamoceit

8.Janus x Remus x Virgil – Anxceitmus  

9.Janus x Roman x Virgil – Prinxceit/ Prinxieceit/ Anaroceit

10.Logan x Patton x Remus – Intrulogicality  

11.Logan x Patton x Roman – Logincality/ Moralogince

12.Logan x Patton x Virgil – Analogicality  

13.Logan x Remus x Virgil – Analomus/ Intruanalogical

14.Logan x Roman x Virgil – Analogince  

15.Patton x Remus x Virgil – Intrumoxiety/ Modukexiety

16.Patton x Roman x Virgil – Anaroyality  

17. Janus x Logan x Patton x Remus – DLMR/ Intruloceitality/ Intrulogicaliceit/ Intrulomoceit

18.  Janus x Logan x Patton x Roman – DLMP/ Royaliloceit/ Logincaliceit/ Moraloginceit

19. Janus x Logan x Patton x Virgil – DLAM/ Analogicaliceit/ Anloceitality

20. Janus x Logan x Remus x Virgil – DLAR/ Analoceitmus/ Analodemus

21. Janus x Logan x Roman x Virgil – DLAP/ Analoginceit

22. Janus x Patton x Remus x Virgil – DAMR/ Moxceitmus/ Intruanamoceit/

23. Janus x Patton x Roman x Virgil – DAMP

24. Logan x Patton x Remus x Virgil – LAMR/ Intruanalogicality

25. Logan x Patton x Roman x Virgil – LAMP/ CALM

26. Janus x Logan x Patton x Remus x Virgil – DLAMR

27. Janus x Logan x Patton x Roman x Virgil – DLAMP    

28. Janus & Logan & Patton & Remus & Roman & Virgil- DR LAMP

Rules:

You’re welcome to particpate in as many days as you’d like but please post only one work for each day.

tagging: #[shipname]spring2022 and #sandersspring2022 don’t forget to include a @sanders-spring

Tag properly. The spring team is very small (so far only me) and we won’t be able to check what’s in each and every drawing/fic/theory/cosplay. 

If you dislike a ship please ignore it. Don’t post your hate under the tag!!

and most importantly have fun!!!!!

I will try my best to reblog all content on the specific day, but due to time differences ships might appear a day early/late. Looking for ‘official artists/cosplayers’ and mods!!!(I anyone would like to help out with the event, even for a day, I’ll gladly accept the help :D).

#sanders sides #sanders spring #sanders sides ship spring #ship spring #sandersspring2022 #info #pinned post

[bewaretheidesofmarchyall]

What Is The ACTUAL Most Underrated Ship In Sanders Sides?

So, I’ve seen lists of “the most underrated ships in Sanders Sides”. All valid takes, but do they have a SCIENTIFIC BASIS?

Today, I’m going to go onto ao3 and list the number of fics for each pairing to determine the TRUE most underrated ship in the Sanders Sides fandom!

Two quick notes:

1. I’ll be sticking to two person ships because if we list all of the OT3+ in the fandom we’ll be here for days.

2. I will be excluding a certain ship. You know which one it is. It’s not going to be involved in this post.

3. Obviously, what is true on ao3 may not be true on all platforms. Also, this is not an official study, but rather a twenty minute frantic google search. So..disclaimer.

So, without further ado, the rankings!

We’re ranking from 14 being least underrated to 1 being most underrated:

14. Prinxiety, at 4,085 fics. This is a surprise to absolutely no one.

13. Logicality, at 3,251 fics. Glasses husbands!

12. Analogical stans have often discussed how they are the most underrated ship. Perhaps that is true on Tumblr, but on ao3? They’re the third most popular at 1,842 fics!

11. Logince, at 1,590 fics. My Logince heart is singing.

Logince forever, my friends (and enemies). Logince forever.

10. Moxiety, at 1,290 fics.

9. Royality, at 1,166 fics. Royality is the rarest out of the original, pre-CLBG ships, so it deserves a gold star.

8. Dukeceit, at 1,005 fics. CRIME HUSBANDS!!!

7. Roceit, at 847 fics. Odd. Roceit doesn’t feel at all underrated on Tumblr.

6. Anxceit, at 733 fics, and I am running out of quips. 

5. Intrulogical, at 726 fics.

Come on, guys. We need more of all of these ships, but definitely more Intrulogical!

4. Moceit, at 643 fics. Really reminds you of how recent the Moceit renaissance was.

3. Loceit, at 473 fics. Bronze medal!

2. Dukexiety, at 358 fics. The Halloween boyfriends take silver!

1. And the most underrated, the least written, the official smallest ship is....

Intruality, at only 273 fics!!!

You know, it’s studies like these that remind me that this fandom, as big as it seems, can be kind of small sometimes. 

If you take anything from this post, it’s this:

Go out and make content. Even if you think it’s “bad” or “cringy”, it’s still content that wasn’t there before! Good writers and artists don’t spring up in cabbage patches. They’re created by practice, and what better way to practice than by making art about characters you love? 

Write. Make stuff. When you need a break, take a break. Have fun creating!

#ts sides #sanders sides #thomas sanders sides #thomas sanders #prinxiety #logicality #analogical #logince #moxiety #royality #dukeceit #roceit #anxceit #intrulogical #moceit #loceit #dukexiety #intruality #ao3 #sanders sides fic #shipping #fanfic #fan fiction #create :)

[cyanberry08-3]

Day 23 Anxceitmus

After this I’m not gonna be posting anymore days soo have this ig @sanders-spring

Ship: Anxceitmus (up to interpretation)

Pre-AA

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It was well known that none of the core sides wanted anything to do with the others. Going so far to the point where they were the “dark sides” of Thomas’ personality.

All three of them thought it was dumb but nonetheless they weren’t really able to go speak to the core sides about it.

Patton wanted nothing with Janus and Remus. For some reason, he had a softer spot for Virgil.

Roman wanted nothing from all of them. For a variety of reasons.

And they were too irrational for Logan according to the side himself.

So all they had were just the three of them together. It was just them against the small world of Thomas’ head.

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“No matter what, we’ll always have each other, right?” Virgil had asked.

“Of course n-“

“Duh! We’ll always be together like the human centipede!” Remus interrupted Janus.

“That’s such a wonderful analogy Remus,” Janus replied, “But yes, we’ll always be together Virgil.”

“Really?”

“No of course not, why would you ever think that?” Janus lied reassuringly.

“Only Jan-ass would lie to you! Not on purpose and not all the time.”

“If you still have doubts, what if we made a vow?” Janus suggested.

“Ooh! Like wedding vows? When’s our honey moon?”

“No Remus, not like that. He means like a promise.” Virgil corrected him.

“Oh! That’s a little vanilla but okay!” Remus agreed, “But how are we gonna go do that? We’re not gonna sign some boring contract are we?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what we’ll do. But I’m not entirely sure what either.”

“Um,” Virgil interjected, “this sounds so embarrassing, but what if we did… a pinky promise?”

“That sounds like a nice idea actually, let’s not do it.”

“What about you Remus?”

“Sure!” He held up his pinky.

Janus had taken off his glove and held up his pinky as Virgil held his up as well.

The three of them locked their pinkies awkwardly as Virgil began to speak.

“Promise to never leave each other’s sides no matter what?”

“We promise.” Janus and Remus said both at once.

“And if any of us breaks this promise I’ll break whoever-broke-it’s finger!” Remus continued without Janus.

They then unlocked their pinkies. Janus put his gloves back on before speaking.

“I’m sure you’ll have to do it sometime..”

“I’m sure you won’t either.” Virgil smiled. “Now that the sentimental stuff is over, who wants to watch a movie?”

“Me! Let’s watch something raunchy!”

-

In the end, everything turned out fine.

Totally fine.

But that’s not a story for today.

#sanders sides #sandersspring2022 #anxceitmusspring2022 #anxceitmus #familial anxceitmus #platonic anxceitmus #romantic anxceitmus #virgil sanders #ts virgil #remus sanders #ts remus #janus sanders #ts janus #the day I can make up concerning similes and metaphors and what not #I will b able to write remus more effectively

[just-some-gt-trash]

Virgil and Janus

Hellooooo, I keep being more and more late! So I decided I'm not going to do all the ships like I originally wanted to, which means I disappointed myself but I'm still going to do most of them!

So this is for day eight of @sanders-spring Anxceit

And also part two of 8.-Fortune from my October prompt list!

I just noticed they're both no.8, that was not planned. Anyways enjoy!

AN: when the letters are like this, it means that Janus is lying. Except for the fortune cookie phrases.

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Virgil didn't feel comfortable on his bed anymore, he really needed to ask Roman for a new mattress. He moved around trying to get back to sleep… When had he eaten something in bed? It felt like it was covered in crumbs.

Groaning, he decided to take a look for himself. Virgil reached to the side to turn on his bedside lamp, only to find… more crumbly bed? Okay no time to open his eyes now.

That was when Virgil realized this wasn't his bed, or his room. He was laying down on a bunch of dirt, in what seemed to be a tunnel. Time to freak out, “uh… hello?!”

“Virgil?” Someone replied and the anxious side groaned as he recognized the voice.

“Great! We’re stuck together now!” Virgil stood up, at least Janus wasn't in the same tunnel as him, which maybe wasn't as good as Virgil thought.

Janus huffed, “I’m glad to hear you too.” He looked around, “we should start walking if we want to get out of here.

Virgil reached into his pocket to grab his phone, which luckily was actually there. “Now you won’t make fun of me for sleeping with my phone,” he didn't have any service but the flashlight would come in handy.

“Well at least do something useful and lead the way.”

Virgil rolled his eyes, “I have no way of knowing your tunnel is the same as mine but sure, follow my voice I guess.”

They walked for what seemed like hours, “uh… this is a dead end.”

“Same on my side.” Janus looked around examining the walls. He looked down and spotted the drawing of a hand. Kneeling down, he pressed it and a scuttle opened above him, way too high to reach. “I found something.”

The ground below Virgil started to rise up, “what the hell?!”

Virgil’s sudden reaction made Janus let go of the button, which closed the exit. “Are you okay?”

Virgil sighed relieved as the ground went back to normal, “whatever you did almost squashed me against the ceiling!”

Janus hummed, “is there some sort of handprint over there on your side?”

“There is, why?”

“That opened an exit on my side and raised you on yours. Maybe the one on your side can do the same and we’ll both get out.”

Virgil kneeled down, “how do I know you won’t jump out and leave me?”

Janus huffed, “I shouldn’t be the one worried of you leaving me.”

“And here we go again.”

“Oh please, it’s not like you started it.” Janus sighed, “it’s the only shot we have to get out of here. Either we trust each other or stay here forever.”

Virgil groaned and mumbled to himself, “...count of three then?”

“Yes, one.”

“Two”

“Three” Both of them pressed the button and Janus’ theory was correct, they were raising up to an open exit.

The platform they were in eventually reached the top, giving Janus and Virgil a clearer version of the place they were in, and of each other.

Virgil half waved at him, “hey.”

Janus didn't reply and just focused on the huge three behind them, “this is Remus’ side of the imagination.” He looked up at the night sky, admiring the stars that decorated it.

Virgil frowned slightly at the lack of reply but took a look at the three either way, “oh.” Yeah, he knew exactly where this was too.

Some chatting could be heard from the other side, maybe they weren't alone like they thought and the others were here too.

They looked at each other and silently agreed to go take a look. Each of them walked around opposite sides of the tree, only to find younger versions of themselves sitting on the other side.

Virgil sighed, “what is this supposed to be?”

Janus kneeled down next to younger Virgil, both past sides unbothered by their presence. He tried to grab anxiety’s attention by tapping his shoulder but his hand went through, “these aren’t like some sort of illusion or projection of ourselves.”

“Careful where you put your hands on younger me.” Virgil sat next to younger Janus, “this is clearly a memory Jan.”

Janus hadn't made the connection, but Virgil was right. This was only days before Virgil's first interaction with the light sides, days before he left.

This wasn't a special conversation or anything, maybe it was a special moment because this was the last time they were here together. Remus promised to leave this part of the imagination just for them, no one could bother them here unless they wanted them to.

Virgil looked down at their former version’s intertwined hands. He used to doodle little hearts and stars on Janus’ hands, but he didn't even see him without his gloves anymore.

Janus was more focused on the younger side’s faces. They were smiling, and a slight blush could be seen on the human side of deceit’s face. When was the last time he saw Virgil smiling?.. no, when was the last time he made Virgil smile?

“It was easier back then. Dark sides on the dark side, light sides on the light side… and to think we’re dating each other now. I’m sure anxiety over here wouldn't have agreed to that.” Virgil laid down on the grass, looking at the stars between the leaves of the three.

Janus laid next to him, “Anxiety over there though he only wanted to date one person.”

Virgil didn't look over at Janus, but he knew exactly who he was talking about.

Love can last a lifetime, if you let it

The words of that freaking fortune cookie resonated in his head. Virgil may be dating the others but… was he ready to make amends with Janus?

“I know we haven't been avoiding this, only Remus knows about our past relationship. I get it if you want to keep it platonic.”

You treasure what you lost the most

“But I don’t.” Janus looked over at his ex, “I’ve missed you. As cheesy as it sounds, my heart is not complete without you, no matter how many partners I have.” Virgil had to feel the same… Janus wasn't sure why but this felt like the right moment to open up about his feelings. He couldn't keep pretending that feeling of jealousy when he saw the other sides with Virgil didn't exist, he wanted that. Just like the old times.

Virgil finally looked at Janus, “that did sound very cheesy coming from you.” Not like he could blame him, everyone in the mindscape had become a lot more romantic with the current events. “But… I don't know, being a light side wasn't easy at first. I felt like I needed you there with me, but what if going back was getting rid of everything I had already achieved? It felt like it was, so I never went back… and it may have been a mistake.”

Janus didn't say anything else, he just took the tip of his glove and slowly took it off, revealing a bunch of star and heart doodles. “I know what you're going to say, I have been washing my hands. I just like to redo them now and then so they don't fade, and the gloves help with that too.”

Virgil took Janus’ hands and looked at the drawings, he stroked them gently with his fingers. “I thought the gloves were another way of keeping me out.”

“Oh Virgil,” Janus cupped the anxious side’s cheek with his free hand, “I never wanted to keep you out. I was trying to preserve our memories, the Virgil I used to know.

Virgil smiled softly, “he’s still here Janus. He’s just… better? With himself, with his role in Thomas's life, and, maybe at receiving love from others.” He gave Janus’ hand a squeeze, “we can try again. Not just to keep harmony with the polycule thing, but for us. I just want to keep it slow.”

Janus nodded, “and I respect that.”

It wouldn't take long for both sides to fall asleep, cuddling each other under the stars. Only to wake up in their own rooms, with their fortune cookie’s paper gently set on the pillow.

#sanders sides #sanders sides fanfiction #anxceitspring2022 #sandersspring2022 #anxceit #not gt #virgil sanders #janus sanders #anxiety sanders #deceit sanders #my writing #lexy writes #lex writes

[brandstifter-sys]

Tango Macabre

Word Count: 1478 (Ao3)

for @sanders-spring

Rating: T

Ship: Dukexiety

Characters: Remus, Virgil, Roman, orange guy

Warnings: sex mention, death mention, sensuality, swearing

Remus is jealous that Roman is so close to his crush and decides to try and win Virgil over by being as princely and charming. But Virgil is not having it. (Literally just an excuse to write these two dancing to these songs x. x.)

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When Roman wanted to hold a ball, absolutely no one could stop him, let alone Remus. Frankly, Remus hated Roman's balls (tee hee) more than most things. They were just boring and he had to watch the prince charm everyone while he struggled to mingle in polite company.

This time it was worse. Prince Perfect Mess just had to go and invite all the others—even Janus and that pumpkin-looking douche! Wasn't it enough that Roman had all the other sides on his good side? Wasn't it enough that Virgil was practically his? Remus didn't even care if Virgil wasn't interested in a green trash mammal for a boytoy—Remus just wanted his bestie back, anything more was a dream that could be dulled like all the nightmares.

Remus leaned against a pillar with his arms crossed. He watched the uppity crowd twirling in a blasé waltz, honing in on Roman and his partner. Virgil was in his vampire costume, smiling and blushing as Roman whisked them across the floor. Remus knew he was jealous but he wouldn't fight the feeling. He wouldn't fight back the anger and resentment, just the urge to kill his brother.

"Damn, I can practically smell you from across the castle!"

Remus pouted and glanced over at the idiot wearing an orange suit.

"This is break time, you can stop doing your job, Pumpkin."

"You want your spider," he scowled, "Fucking do something about it."

"He wants some prince charming, not a possum on crack. What am I supposed to do?" Remus huffed.

"You're supposed to be Creativity, you think of something—just stop stinking up the place! I'm trying to relax." orange boy huffed and stormed off. Remus rolled his eyes, not in the mood for the grouch. But he had a point. Remus could think of something.

The metaphorical light bulb lit up as the pair that pissed him off neared him. The song playing, the Blue Danube, was coming to a close and Remus only had one shot!

He swept in when they were close enough and tapped Roman's shoulder gently. Roman glanced back and went rigid. He did not want Remus to attack, not now!

"Mind if I cut in?" he asked, surprising the prince. Virgil was just as surprised, but he was far more reserved about it.

"By all means," Roman said with a cheeky grin and let Remus take his place without a struggle. Virgil looked like he would stab someone, but he placed his hand on Remus' shoulder and fell into step.

"What are you planning?" Virgil hissed as the music stopped. Remus shrugged and smiled at him.

"You'll find out soon enough, Spiderlily," he teased just before a harsh violin cut through the air. Instead of cringing like the rest of the crowd he simply waltzed as if he were still hearing Strauss.

"Danse Macabre," Virgil noted as soon as the flutes joined in, "This isn't supposed to play til later."

"Which is why I had to put it in early, of course!" Remus jeered as the crowd around them shifted back into the dance. Virgil was good at keeping time with him, studying his face like a hawk.

"You didn't have to do anything."

"I wanted to! Why, it's essential to my plan! A dance of death for the dancers unwittingly careening towards the end!"

Virgil looked past him at the pairs ahead of them in the line of people. They flashed between living and skeletal with each pluck of the xylophone. The bright ballroom was darker, ancient and cracked like a graveyard, lit in eerie green and purple.

"Who are you planning on killing?" Virgil hissed and clawed his shoulder. Remus twirled him, letting their capes fly around them like a shield.

"Nobody! These figments don't stay past the end of the ball. I'm just going to end a stalemate, my dignity, and maybe a friendship."

"Your dignity?" Virgil scoffed, "Since when do you have dignity?"

"You got me! But you also have me waltzing at a royal ball, so you know I'm ending something here!"

Virgil bit his lip and watched him carefully as he swept him across the floor with such grace and elegance, standing straight and determined. It was familiar, in a way that made Virgil's stomach churn.

"Why?"

"Well as you can see, I have to prove that I can be just as charming as my twin," Remus responded as they swayed amid the skeletons.

"To who? Remus—" Virgil sighed as the music brightened.

"You. You're always with Roman. If you want a charming gentleman around, I can be that kind of guy easily. I can be the man you want."

Virgil cupped his cheek and shook his head, "You're a fucking moron!"

"Am I?"

"Roman set this ball up so I could sweep you off your feet at midnight. The waltzing was supposed to help me keep from losing focus and running away."

"Wait, what?"

"I don't want Prince Charming, I want a passionate, trashy himbo with a wild side," Virgil said and averted his gaze, "but I can get by without if I have to."

Remus brought Virgil's hand to his lips and licked his knuckles before kissing them.

"I think our friendship is over, if you can handle an obsessive boyfriend instead."

"Can you?" Virgil asked with a wry smirk.

"Maybe!" he teased and wiggled his eyebrows. Virgil grabbed his waist and pulled Remus across the floor.

"Mind if I change the song? I don't really like waltzing."

"You better not play anything screamo or thrasher, I don't want to bust my brother's ball!"

"Try to keep up," Virgil jeered and snapped his fingers. The first bars were all Remus needed to grin and lift his leg, bending his knee to slide it down Virgil's butt. They turned as Remus' foot touched the ground and Virgil dipped him.

"Warlock? I'm impressed!" Remus jeered and righted himself, wrapping himself around Virgil and circling him.

"You shouldn't be, yet," Virgil jeered and grabbed his hand. He kept his eyes locked with Remus' as he led the dance, pleased that Remus could mirror his wide steps and sharp turns.

"Shouldn't I?" Remus jeered and twisted his hips with each step, making his cape flutter around him.

"Yet," Virgil corrected him and spun him and picked up the pace. Remus was beaming as they swiftly snapped and swerved across the floor. A quick twist and a flick of the wrist had Remus' back against Virgil's chest as they slowed down in sync.

"This is a little saucy for you, Virgilicous, isn't it?" Remus cooed and fluttered his lashes, "An emo doing the tango with a dukey!"

Virgil laughed against his neck and kicked one leg around Remus' before spinning in front of him and grabbing his shoulders.

"This is how some spiders flirt, am I trying too hard?" he teased and slid one leg up Remus' side and held it up and twisted away from Remus. He bought that leg around and behind him, leaving room between them.

"Yes, but you're making me hard so it evens out!" Remus said with a shimmy. Virgil rolled his eyes and tossed his cape aside.

He spun quickly and leaned back against Remus' chest, reaching back to bring Remus' face to the crook of his neck. He slid down, widening his stance and teasing the duke and getting him to spread his legs more.

Virgil turned quickly and straddled his leg, pulling Remus' head to face him.

"You just had to seduce me after I asked you out," Remus teased. Virgil smirked and shook his head.

"You know I'm careful. I have to know what I can get away with first," he said and leaned in until their lips brushed, "And I can get away with this."

Virgil pulled away and swept Remus across the floor, ripping a growl from his throat. Remus was determined to take the lead and get even, but Virgil was quick, able to keep control no matter how bold the step. He wouldn't let Remus get too close for long enough for him to tease, and it was infuriating.

By the time the song ended Remus was itching for more, so he did what he did best and struck out of nowhere. He dipped Virgil and grabbed his leg before kissing him. Virgil just dragged his face closer and kissed back, not breaking away until he was on both feet again.

"There's the feral bastard I love. Don't ever try to be like Roman to impress me again," Virgil muttered against his lips. Remus purred and hugged him like a koala. He didn't care that the ball was back to normal and he didn't care about the wolf-whistles coming from off the dancefloor. Virgil flipped them off and sank out with his boyfriend to do something that wasn't related to Roman.

#dukexiety #sanders sides #virgil sanders #remus sanders #orange side #roman sanders #dukexietyspring2022 #sandyscribed #sandersspring2022 #swearing tw #sex mention tw #death mention tw

[gay-disabled-characters-showdown]

Characters that have been Rejected from the Showdown

Notes: Please don’t send us angry asks about any of these, it’s just going to make us less likely to take the character. If you’d like to explain why you think they count feel free to send us an ask.

Ling Yao (Fullmetal Alchemist): Didn’t find the info, and he doesn’t seem to count.

Nagito Komaeda (Danganronpa): The main submitter was annoying and I didn’t like the content much among other things.

Satoko Hojo (Higurashi When They Cry): Too many images of the character dressed weirdly for the age range she is for me to want to actually read the wiki for the character.

Alluka Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter): Submitted for being a system, they’re literally possessed, needs more clarity.

Clarissa (Dead Mount Death Play): Over sexualized and didn’t vibe with it.

Jon Connington (Game of Thrones): It’s game of thrones so no.

Kaname Date (AI: The Somnium Files): Too many mentions of his obsession with pornography to be comfortable adding without a seriously good argument.

Dr Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb): Lack of evidence on wiki, need more.

Dr Carmilla (Dr. Carmilla and the Mechanisms): Too close to real world.

Terezi Pyrope (Homestuck): Don’t want to do homestuck.

Curran (Dragalia Lost): Needs evidence the wiki was less than helpful.

Maedhros (The Silmarillion): Needs really good argument as I am not compelled yet as the guy he’s shipped with is his like half cousin or some shit.

Noise (Roleslaying with Roman): Part of sanders sides which I don’t feel like dealing with.

Meg Corbyn (Novels of the Others): Needs more justification/ evidence.

Rand al’Thor (Wheel of Time books): Submitted for polyamory but as far as I can tell that wasn’t something he chose, would maybe accept an argument for bi if given one.

Iroha (Diamond in the Rough): Needs evidence and more justification.

Tori Spring (Solitaire): Needs different justification or evidence to be entered.

Thirteenth (House MD): Exactly the type of show we didn’t want, additionally I don’t like the show because it is acephobic.

Marceline (Adventure Time): Vampirism does not count as a disability in our opinion, and I couldn’t really find/ didn’t really look for a justification for the bipolar side of the argument.

Rose Darling (Camp Damascus): Need more evidence and justification from someone who has actually read the book.

Anduin Wrynn (World of Warcraft): As of right now I am not comfortable accepting content from those creators, however if someone has an argument that isn’t mean they might be accepted.

Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel): Unless someone wants to give a really good argument on this one we are not including her due to the sketchiness of content.

#lgbtq disabled characters showdown #a answers

[thatfreakything]

The Monster

(Hi there, me again! Word of warning, this fic is more intense than what I’ve previously posted. It also contains non-con (however, the lee is unharmed and not uncomfortable). Next week, I’ve got the usual soft stuff planned, so don’t worry if this isn’t your thing!)

Warning: This is a tickle fic, and I run a SFW tickle-themed blog. NSFW are more than welcome to read, but please do not reblog if you are primarily kink themed blog. Thank you for respecting my boundaries.

Fandom: Sanders Sides (Monster Hunter AU)

Ship: Intrulogical

Characters: Lee Hunter!Logan x Ler Monster!Remus

Words: 3780 (hot damn)

Potential Warnings: Remus, non-con (lee is not harmed mentally or physically), tentacles (squick warning), more intense

Logan could not understand what all the fuss was about.

He lived in a relatively small town, your standard close-knit Midwestern community where everyone knew everyone else and their grandparents. There was a tailor shop, a community theater, and of course, a church near the center. People were very kind to one another, especially now during the spring months. Upon first glance, you wouldn’t see anything unusual about the town whatsoever.

But you see, Logan was there for a reason. The stoic, cold man was a rather famous monster hunter, armed to the teeth with weapons and countermeasures. And as for the town, it was known for its plethora of monsters and supernatural incidents. For the time being, Logan was staying in town and getting rid of everything that dared attack the people.

And yet one day, he heard tell of a monster that no one wanted to talk about.

The rumors in town were not uncommon. Hushed whispers in the bar, people frantically telling their friends to be wary, personal pleas to Logan himself. Except that, oddly enough, everyone was unable to give any sort of details when asked about the situation. Many said they didn’t know the details, so the hunter went to go find the victims.

***

The first was Roman, a musical prodigy who took part in community theatre as often as he pleased. He was usually a good resource -- he would dramatically retell the tale, mentioning every minor detail and spitting out clues like a fountain. Whether the stories themselves were overly dramatic didn’t matter; everything he said would aid Logan in finding whatever creature was terrorizing the town.

“A-ahm…” Roman, when asked about the recent problem, suddenly grew unusually coy. “W-well...it was t-tall...and uh...I-I couldn’t see much of it, actually. I-it had this...really creepy grin...and wild eyes…”

Logan looked surprised at the lack of exaggeration. “Is...is that all? Can you at least tell me what it did?”

The musician suddenly went very red, blushing to the tips of his ears. “N-nothing! It didn’t do anything a-at all! I, uh...r-reprimanded it immediately, yes! While it was stunned, I-I came back to warn everyone!”

Quite obviously, that meant Roman ran away.

Curious, Logan thought for a moment. What a strange reaction...what could be so horrible and gruesome that even the courageous Roman refused to confess? He’d have to consult the other townsfolk.

***

“Afternoon, Lo! What can I do for ya?”

Patton worked in the town’s flower shop -- he made bouquets of all sorts and sold not just flowers, but trees, herbs, and vegetables for everyone who wanted them. He was in the middle of working when Logan went to see him. He was a sweet guy, always looking to help others and make them smile.

“Good afternoon, Patton. I’ve heard that you are one person to question about a new menace in town?”

“Mmm,” Patton hummed thoughtfully, gathering roses in a vibrant array of colors.”I don’t know much about what it looks like...sorry, can’t help ya there.”

“That’s not what I need. I need to know where it is and what it’s been doing.”

Patton startled, nearly dropping the bouquet he was working on. That same cherry red bloomed across his face. “U-uhhh...I-it’s...on the west side of town, in the woods by the cemetery…”

Logan frowned. Patton was honest and open, even with the most frightful incidents...and yet, that was clearly a lie of omission. He wasn’t very good at lying on the spot. What information were the people withholding from him?

***

The last person in question was Virgil, who worked at the cemetery for a few hours in the day and most of the night. He welcomed Logan, albeit grumpily, and stood with him in the field. Neither of them were uneasy in the environment, as both of them spent time there regularly. Virgil’s tired, dark eyes looked at him with the same sharpness as ever.

“You need to know about that monster in the woods, huh?”

“Yes,” Logan snapped, rather impatient. “No one has told me anything of great value, other than minor details and a rough location. I was hoping you could change that. What does it do to people? What’s so horrifying that everyone refuses to speak of?”

Virgil grumbled, his face going slightly pink at the mention. “L-look, we should just...leave it alone. There’s no d-dealing with that thing.”

“Virgil, what did it do?”

The keeper groaned aloud and stared Logan down. “If you’re so curious, go find out yourself! Just don’t come crying to any of us!”

Thoroughly frustrated, Logan growled and adjusted his jacket. He strode off into the woods, yelling back, “Fine, I will go find out myself!” Pushing through the trees, he ignored Virgil’s pleading and explanations. He had no time for it anymore.

***

After walking for roughly a half-hour, Logan realized exactly how stupid of a decision he had made. It was getting dark rather fast, he had no idea where he was as he hadn’t kept track, and he was short on ammo for his crossbow. Cursing his own temper, he steeled himself and marched on -- he was the best monster hunter around. He could handle this.

But the woods were dark, almost pitch black, and he quickly found himself lost amongst the winding trees. A feeling of uncertainty began to set in, and he started glancing in every direction to keep himself from being snuck up on. The moon offered very little light, and the thick canopy of leaves above him only made the rays much more scarce.

Then the weirdness began

At first, he wasn’t sure he felt it. It could have just been a stray piece of hair curling around his ear, or a bug that decided to fly past. He swatted at the feeling, his hand finding nothing and the sensation disappearing as quickly as it came. Not long after, he swore he felt something poke and prod at his ribs, but when he turned his head to look, there was only darkness. His grasping fingers found no culprit, and so he moved on warily.

It was only when he felt a hand, an actual hand squeeze one of his hips, that he realized it truly wasn’t his imagination. He yipped at the startling feeling and whirled around to find the offender...but there was nothing. Nothing at all.

Suddenly, a low voice chuckled devilishly into his ear. He could feel a hot breath and immediately tensed. “Well, well, well...if it isn’t the famous monster hunter, Logan~”

Logan nearly shrieked in surprise, but his training squashed the notion. He whipped around to face whoever had so rudely startled him...and was face to face with a creature.

Its eyes, wide and reddish, were the most alarming feature. They were bright and open wide with an untamed glimmer… But they were oddly human. The creature’s body was also eerily humanoid, the only differences being small and thin claws on the fingers, skin that was deathly pale, and four large, greenish-black tentacles sprouting from its back. It was also wearing clothes, which was odd -- a white, laced-up shirt that was cut at the midriff, leather shorts, black tights, and knee-high boots.

“What…what are you…?” Logan managed to breathe out, having never seen such a species before. The creature simply adjusted, raising an amused eyebrow. It -- no, he -- looked inexplicably familiar. The hunter couldn’t place his finger on it, but it felt as though he’d seen this person before.

“Well, dearie, I go by many names!~ You can call me Remus, if you'd like~ Now, what am I? Tch, hell if I know! Good luck figuring that one out.” The creature, apparently called Remus, smirked slightly and circled around Logan as if to study him. “Did no one tell you about me?~”

“Yes and no,” Logan answered, getting annoyed all over again. “They refused to give me any details, meaning you must be some sort of horrible--”

The hunter was interrupted by loud cackling as the creature in front of him doubled over. Slightly miffed, he glared through the darkness, but his steely gaze had no effect. “W-what are you laughing at?! What’s so funny?!”

“Thehey-- t-they dhihihidn’t--” Remus wheezed and tried desperately to catch his breath, wiping his eyes and calming down. “Ohhh, that’s amazing. Especially because it means you’re not prepared!~”

“W-what do you mean by that?” Logan felt a shiver go down his spine as the monster regained control of himself. He raised himself up, using his tentacles to stand higher, and leaned in closer towards the hunter.

“I’m the tickle monster~”

There was a long period of silence before, out of the blue, Logan broke down laughing himself. He wasn’t one to break composure so easily, but he couldn’t help it -- the entire situation was so ridiculous that he couldn’t believe it.

“WHAT?!” he finally managed to gasp out. “That’s what everyone was so afraid of?! Hah! Looks like there was nothing to worry about at all -- you’re harmless!”

Logan’s stunned and mocking laughter continued for a few more seconds, but it slowly trailed off as he realized that the figure in front of him was leaning in menacingly. The hunter’s expression morphed into one of slight fear and anticipation, and he tried to back up...but found his wrists quickly ensnared by the monster’s long tentacles.

“W-wh-- Hey! W-what are you doing?!” Logan struggled and twisted, reaching for one of his weapons, but to no avail. The hold on his wrists was strong, and his arms stretched up as he was lifted off of the ground.

“You think it’s funny, huh? Well, I’ll give you something to laugh about…~” Remus growled, playfully but sinisterly, and he began scribbling at Logan’s stomach without warning.

Startled by the sudden touch, Logan yelped and immediately tried to twist out of reach. Nothing. He was held tight, immobilized even, and he was already huffing with the effort to not laugh. He would not give this creature the satisfaction of making him laugh with mirth.

But he was already shivering, taken completely by surprise, and there was no way to defend himself from the onslaught. The monster’s movements were quick, darting around and not giving him any time to breath. And the claws, the claws were unbearable. Logan grunted indignantly, though the sound came out more strangled than he would’ve liked, and his face was turning a bright shade of pink rather quickly.

“C’mon, Logannnn! Lighten upppp~” Remus teased, slowly testing other places. The hunter’s stomach was decently sensitive, so where else could he find? He tried the sides, which got a small startled noise, the hips, which got a slight huff, and the ribs--

“A-aHA! N-no!”

Remus looked up, grinning evilly, and stared at Logan for a moment. The hunter’s eyes were wide, his cheeks were flushed red with embarrassment, and he was stiff from the suspense.

Testing again, the monster shot his hands forward teasingly, towards Logan’s ribs. The normally impassive young man yelped in surprise and flinched, shutting his eyes as if bracing for impact. Remus chuckled, amused by this, and left his hands hovering there.

“So your ribs are a soft spot, huh?~”

The teasing lilt only made Logan blush harder. He shook his head in response -- that’s all he could do at the moment.

“No?~ So if I drag my nails allllll the way up and down your ribs, you won’t turn into a blushing, giggling mess?~”

Logan shook his head again, face growing hotter by the second. “I-I’m not…” He paused mid-sentence and gulped. “I’m n-not ticklish.”

Remus’ grin only widened. “You’re not ticklish? Really? So if I do this,” he took a moment to tweak Logan’s middle ribs, resulting in a squeak, “it doesn’t tickle at all?~”

“N-no, no, no it doesn’t,” Logan responded, frantic and shivery. His nerves were on fire, and he was absolutely desperate not to show it. He would not break. He’d never failed to defeat a monster before, and he wasn’t going to start now, not with something so childish.

“Let’s put that to the test, shall we?~ After all, if you’re not ticklish, you should have no problem resisting~” Remus’ hands went back to his ribs, lightly scratching and squeezing with a feral gleam in his eyes. Logan jolted and tried yet again to twist free as the tingling sensation spread through his entire body. He would not break. He would not--

Remus tweaked the lowermost ribs, and Logan was done for.

“W-wait, wAHAHAHAIIIT! NAHAHAHA!”

“There we go,” the monster hummed triumphantly, now focusing on all of the ribs at once. He spidered his fingers in sporadic, random motions to keep Logan guessing, making sure he never knew where Remus was going to strike next. He then upped the ante, scribbling upwards to attack the hunter’s exposed pits, and then down back to his soft and squishy stomach. This left Logan in hysterics.

“N-no-- Nohohoho! I-I c-cahahan’t breheheahahaha!” Logan kicked and squirmed, and honestly looked to be already out of breath. Remus simply chuckled at this and slowed for a moment, giving the poor man a break. He didn’t want him to pass out, after all. 

Logan gasped for air and hung his head, practically buzzing from the attack. There was a nervous, giddy smile plastered onto his face, and he tried to make it go away before he looked back up.

“Y-you...you’re an asshole…”

“I know, right?~” Remus chuckled and booped Logan’s nose. “And youuu~ You’re adorable~”

Logan’s blush was fading, but now it came back in full force. “W-what?! No I’m not! I-I’m a monster hunter, I can’t be adorable!”

“Yes you ca-an~” the monster sang, using his two pointer fingers to tease Logan’s ribs. That alone sent him spiraling once again into uncontrollable giggles. “See?~ I don’t even have to do that much, you’re so sensitive!~”

Shaking his head frantically, Logan tried not to melt into Remus’ light touch. The intense torture was already unbearable, but this?! It was teasing, it was evil, it was going to drive him mad if kept up long enough. Twisting away did nothing, unfortunately, and Remus moved to tickling his hips.

“W-wahahahait!” Logan squawked, his laughter going up an octave. His hips weren’t as sensitive as his ribs were, but they were still a bad spot when it came to tickling. He bucked and tried in vain to get the monster’s hands away -- Remus simply kept squeezing and pinching. Not to mention that his adoring tone and teasing was only making the hunter’s situation more perilous.

“Awww, would you look at thatttt!~ Wittle Logan’s all squiiiiirmyyyy~”

“E-enohohohuhugh!” Logan whined after finally gathering his words again. His entire body felt like it was fizzing, and his hips were starting to get a little sore from the roughness. Once again, Remus paused and allowed him a moment to breathe.

“You alright there, Mr. Big, Bad Hunter?~” the creature purred, leaning in with a smirk. “You look a bit out of breath~”

“S-shuhut it,” the hunter growled in response, snapping forward with all of his might -- which wasn’t much, really. He was still trying to recover, gain his strength back, and then free himself so he could take this monster out. He refused to be defeated by this, of all things. He hadn’t been tickled since he was little -- why had it happened again now? And why, why was he just as sensitive as he used to be?

Logan was taken by surprise as the creature put one hand on his face. He tried not to flinch away and remain strong, no matter what. “W-what exactly a-are you doing?” he asked, trying not to think of all of the horrible things he’d been threatened with before.

Remus didn’t answer verbally -- he just grinned and started lightly scratching behind the hunter’s ear. Against his better judgement and once-iron will, Logan melted into the touch, unable to stop the stream of quiet giggling that betrayed him. He leaned into Remus’ hand slightly, his expression slowly morphing from tension to relaxation.

“Woowww... I was riiiight~” the monster teased, now trailing along Logan’s neck and jawline. “You like the gentle stuff, dontcha?~ That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen~”

Logan tried to protest, but the words turned to mush as he tried to speak. He was practically a giggly, squeaky puddle at this point. He only grew more flustered as Remus moved on to lightly clawing at his ribs with one hand while gently scratching under his chin with the other. His body had no idea how to react -- whether to twist away from the sensation, or to lean into it joyously. 

The hunter had never faltered like this before, and it was entirely new to him. Not the tickling itself, perhaps, but the fact that someone like Remus could reduce him, a renowned monster hunter, to this. Though, even with how gently he was being teased and with how he was melting into it, there was still a spark of defiance within him. He was down, but he was not out. He could still recover; he would still recover. He would win this fight.

“Sooo, cutie~ Whaddya say we get back to something a little more...intense?~”

Logan gulped a little and immediately tried to snap out of his trance. He was still slightly lethargic, but he was at least aware of what was happening. He watched, almost alarmed, but not quite, as the other two tendrils finally moved and coiled around his ankles. His legs were hoisted up, and the next thing he knew, his protective steel-toed boots were being removed.

“W-wait, WAIT, that is u-u-unnecessary--” Cursing the nervousness in his voice, Logan writhed and tried desperately to free his legs. His feet were his worst spot as a child, and if prior events meant anything, they likely still were.

“Ohhh?~” Remus hummed curiously, looking up upon hearing the frantic pleas. “What’s the matter?~ This spot a reeeealllly sensitive one?~”

Trying not to let himself blush any harder than he already was, Logan shook his head and tried to stay strong. The cat was already out of the bag, unfortunately -- Remus had already picked up on the hint, and the hunter was, frankly, doomed.

Both boots had been removed, so the monster gently trailed his finger along the sole of Logan’s right foot. This elicited a sharp squeak, as well as a failed attempt at a kick. Remus smirked, amused by the reaction. “I see…~ This your worst spot, then?~”

“W-wh… What d-does it matter?” Logan spat, trying to recover his tough persona (as if he even still could in this state). “Yo-you’re not going to stop either way.”

“Mm, true~” Remus lilted, flicking his finger again to prompt another squeak. “Well, I will stop...eventually~ I just wanna have some fun first~”

Logan managed to inhale before breaking into roaring laughter as the monster went for both feet at once.

The loud sound made Remus blink in surprise, though he didn’t falter in his movements. He watched as Logan, red-faced and squirming, cackled at the top of his lungs. His eyes were squeezed shut, but his expression read “embarrassment” regardless.

Curious and quite playful, Remus watched that expression as he alternated between different spots on each foot. Logan was in stitches as the balls of his feet were teased, then his heels, then the sides of his feet, the tops, and--

The hunter squealed loudly and embarrassingly as soon as Remus’ wiggling fingers reached his toes. He began to thrash more than he had before, and his laughter was increasing in pitch steadily. On top of that, he was gasping and beginning to hiccup.

“NAHAHA-- P-PLEHEHEAHAHASE, NOHOHOHO!”

Remus grinned triumphantly, slowly reverting back to a lighter touch but still going for the undersides of Logan’s toes. He was very much enjoying himself, seeing the hunter in such an exhilarated and hilarious state. He was also watching carefully to make sure that he didn’t go overboard with the tickling.

Logan’s head was spinning from the intensity, and he was desperately trying to recollect his thoughts. That proved to be near impossible in his current situation. He was hiccuping more and more, and he was genuinely starting to tear up. He needed to stop.

“PLEHEHEAHASE, NOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE!” he begged, managing to get one small sentence out before collapsing back into hysterical laughter.

Remus looked up at him, double-checking the expression to see if the hunter meant it. “You okay there?”

“I CAHAHAHA--!”

Seeing that Logan was running out of breath, Remus stopped immediately. The tentacles let go of the hunter’s ankles, and he was slowly lowered to a sitting position on the ground.

As soon as he could, Logan curled up slightly and caught his breath, still laughing softly and still bright red. He was humiliated out of his mind, and the thoughts of revenge and fighting back were long forgotten. He flinched a little as a hand brushed his back, expecting more of an onslaught...but he was instead met with gentle rubbing that made him relax. He shivered a bit and exhaled, starting to calm down. The tingling sensation began to disappear.

When he could finally think straight again, he looked up at Remus, who was still rubbing his back and watching him carefully with those piercing red eyes. Logan cleared his throat and sat up, finding his boots and pulling them to him.

“You’re alright, then?” Remus asked suddenly, startling Logan a little. “I-I’m f-fine,” the hunter replied, his voice still slightly wheezy. The creature gently patted his head, then stood up with a mischievous grin.

“Good. You have a good night, okay cutie?~ I’mma go find a friend of mine~ Until next time, okay?~”

“Wha--” Logan bolted up, ready to chase after the monster and interrogate him -- but by the time he was on his feet, Remus was gone. The hunter was slightly frustrated at this, but he wasn’t too upset about it. He was still more flustered than anything. He sighed and slipped his boots back on, tying them securely, and then started trying to find his way back into town. It didn’t take him long to get back on track.

When Logan returned and the townspeople asked him what happened, he would tell them that he was unable to track down the nefarious monster that was tormenting them. He told them that he would try again a different time, and that he would capture him for sure. However, he knew deep down...if he ran into Remus again, he would be the one in a precarious situation.

#sfw tickling #tickling community #sanders sides tickling #tickle fic #tickling #lee!logan #ler!remus #my writing #intrulogical

[loginceismylife]

Flowers

“Spring time!”

“Oh no...”

Morality giggled as he ran around the room, pointing his fingers to the empty places in every surface. Anywhere he pointed, a vase of flowers appeared.

“Spring!”

“Patton don’t…”

“Flowers!”

“Patton stop”

“Happiness!”

The three other traits sighed deeply as they watched the older of them jump from room to room, putting flowers after flowers in every corner, even producing each one of them a flower crown.

“I love you all!”

The other three sighed again and checked their flower crowns before smiling and looking at the content father jumping from place to place as his cycle started.

“Patton, time for breakfast” Logic called, raising his eyebrow, and the father stopped, smiling happily and rushing to the kitchen, taking out the juice and a tray of flower decorated ice cubes.

“Flowers!”

The other three chuckled and sat on the table as they waited food to be served.

Flowers.

Why not?

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I saw @momfriendlogan ‘s idea and I had to use my free time to write it! I’m sorry it’s small but I tried! 

#Chris fic #flowers #headcanon #momfriendlogan #polysanders #lamp #no ship #not romantic #spring patton #sanders sides #fanfic

[herenya-writes]

Spock looked at the doctor blankly. “I do not understand. Surely if the captain is injured to the point that it endangers his life he would speak up.”

Bones gave a heavy sigh, leaning back against the desk of his office. There was a weariness Spock could not describe etched into the doctor’s face as he shook his head. “You would think that, wouldn’t ya?” Another sigh escaped the doctor. “Listen, Jim’s already got a high pain tolerance. He’s been through worse stuff than most—it’s not my story to tell, Spock, so don’t ask—and his body has adjusted. Things that would have most humans on the ground don’t always stop him. And beyond that, the man’s not gonna stop if he thinks he can help his crew.”

“He is the captain. His continued survival is integral to the overall success of this ship and its mission,” Spock replied, brow slightly furrowed. He still couldn’t understand why the doctor had dragged him into his office for this discussion. It was not as if the upcoming mission was their first.

“That’s logic talking, Spock, and logic doesn’t mean much in the face of Jim’s instinct to protect people as much as he can, even if he gets himself killed in the process. He’s a self-sacrificing idiot, and I need to you keep an eye on him. Not that you’re much better.”

Spock ignored the last sentence, instead nodding. “I will protect the captain to the best of my ability, Doctor,” he promised, voice solemn.

“I believe you. Be careful down there, Spock. I have a bad feeling about this planet.”

Spock dropped to the ground behind a Boulder, a phaser shot flying through the air where he had been standing only moments before.

“Sanders, Mardini, get down!” He heard Jim yell somewhere off to his right.

He turned, watching the two ensigns drop to their stomachs and crawl over to the boulders their landing party was taking shelter by. Sanders leaned against one, cradling their arm with a grimace as Mardini continued to fire her phaser at the hostile creatures attacking them.

They had been ambushed not long after beaming down to the planet. This far, it did not seem as if the creatures had any higher intelligence, but they were quick and dangerous. He had dispatched two in the initial attack, but the engagement had caused him to lose sight of the other members of the party until now.

“Spock, you and I need to hold these things back while Mardini and Sanders beam up with the supplies.” Jim’s voice caused Spock to turn and see his captain propped up against one of the smaller boulders, phaser gripped tightly in one hand. “If those supplies don’t get back to the ship, our trip down here was worth nothing.”

Spock nodded once, although a small voice in his head told him that something was amiss. He pushed it away—he had no time for such feelings now.

“Alright, Sanders, you take the first crate, Mardini, you take the other two.” The captain flipped open his communicator. “Scotty, two plus the supplies to beam up, twelve meters north of my position.”

“I see the spot Captain, but there are no life signs there.”

“There will be in a moment, and they’re gonna be coming in hot.” Jim locked eyes with the two ensigns who were both crouched behind the boulders, ready to spring forward at the captain’s command. “On my count. Three, two, one!”

Spock immediately fired over the Boulder into the crowd of creatures, forcing them back as the ensigns made their run. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Jim doing the same, although the man’s movements seemed sluggish.

Twenty seconds later, the ensigns and supplies were transported, and Spock crawled over to his captain’s side. The man was now slumped against a Boulder, the hand that had gripped his phaser lax. A steady stream of blood seeped from his side.

“Captain, you must open your eyes. We are too close to the creatures for Commander Scott to get a lock on our signals. I must move you.”

The captain blinked blearily. “I’m alright, Spock,” he said, his words slurring together. “Don’t think moving’s such a great idea though.” He gave a humorless chuckle that’s quickly turned to a grimace of pain.

He must have been injured in the first attack that the creatures had made on the party. But that had been over three minutes ago, and judging by the rapid speed at which his blood was seeping onto the dirt below them, it was unlikely he could have hidden the injury for such a period of time. And yet, what had Doctor McCoy told him? Jim was a resilient human.

Hopefully that resilience would be enough for him to survive.

“Jim, I am going to pick you up and carry you to the beam-up point. The movement is going to cause you pain, but you must stay awake. You must keep the creatures back long enough for the Enterprise to lock onto our signal,” Spock said, keeping his voice steady despite the panic that was beginning to grow in his mind.

Jim blinked slowly. “Shoot the creatures. Don’t fall asleep. I...can do that.”

Spock was not certain. However, they had no other choice. He could hear the creatures prowling in front of the boulders, and he knew they had less than a minute before they would attempt to assault their position.

He opened his communicator. “Commander Scott, the captain and I require immediate beam-out.”

“I can’t separate your signatures from those creatures,” the engineer replied, frustration in his voice. “You’ll have to move!”

“I will endeavor to do so, however, the captain is gravely injured. Beam is out at the first available opportunity.”

“Aye, sir.”

Spock closed the communicator and turned to Jim, whose eyes were falling shut. “Jim, you must wake,” he urged. “It is time to move.”

Several tense moments passed, and then Jim’s eyes opened. “Not dead yet, Spock. Let’s go.”

Spock nodded, watching as Jim tightened his grip on his phaser and then manuevoring so that he was prepared to leverage Jim onto his shoulder.

“The creatures will charge us, Captain,” he warned.

“I’m ready, Spock. Let’s go.”

“Three, two, one.” Spock hoisted Jim into his shoulder and sprinted toward the beam-up point, hearing the sound of Jim’s phaser firing and the yelps of the creatures he hit. Then, the world around them vanished.

. . .

“I thought I told you to keep an eye on him!”

Spock stayed silent, eyes fixed on a pint just above Doctor McCoy’s left shoulder. The man had been yelling for three minutes and thirt-seven second thus far and did not seem inclined to end any time soon.

His words should not have felt as painful as they were. They were reminders of his own failure, reminders that the captain could easily have been lying in the ship’s morgue now instead of behind them on a bio bed had they been a minute slower.

“Lay off of him, Bones. He got me out.”

Spock whipped around at the sound of Jim’s voice, barely keeping a smile from his face.

“Captain, are you alright?”

“I’m fine, Spock. Thanks for getting us out of there.”

Before Spock could reply, the doctor was at Jim’s side, grumbling to himself. “You’re about as fine as a Georgia summer is cold. Now you lie still and maybe you’ll be out of here in a week. If you had been one minute slower, Jim, not even I would have been able to bring you back, and I swear...”

Spock let the sound of Doctor McCoy’s voice wash over him as he silently vowed to pay more attention to his captain’s wellbeing. It was obvious the man would not do it himself, and Spock could not let one such as he fall. Jim might not believe himself worth saving, but Spock did.

#my fics #kinda #Spirk #I dunno what this is #I was thinking about Jim and his pain tolerance and self sacrificing nature and then this happened #it’s not even good but here