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starsingingauthor · 2 years
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Fandom: Thomas Sanders, Sanders Sides Pairing: None Words: 1078 Contents: uh, depression, no comfort Characters: Patton, Virgil, Roman, Logan Summary: Being skipped over and silenced had a different affect on Logan. A/N: Okay so, it has been a long while since I actually posted anything here. I do still write but most of it actually gets posted over on my ao3 account. But I wasn't sure what to put for the contents, but this is based on an idea from this post. And I do intend to draw this at some point. But here ya go.
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The air was taken from his lungs as though he were punched in the gut when the button was pressed, his throat failing to produce any noise as it happened. Of course he didn’t expect anyone to use the button, but in that moment he felt that he should have. After everything else, the amount of times that they wouldn’t listen to him, of course they would take the first opportunity to silence Logan. But that moment seemed to last longer than it should have, a strange darkness seeming to close in on him. He looked around his room, the lights were still on and the shadows shouldn’t be able to form in such a manner.
He tried once more to speak and found that he still couldn’t, so he simply settled for standing from his desk to inspect the darkness. As he stepped closer he found it just seemed like normal shadows, just extending a bit further from the edges of the room than seemed logical. With a shake of his head, Logan turned and took a seat back at his desk to continue what he was doing. It had to be some trick of the light and didn’t warrant any further investigation.
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It got worse as time went on. The shadows grew and the inability to speak came every time that the others shut him down or interrupted him. It had gotten fairly bad, where he would stay in his room more often than not. Even though that was beginning to be a nightmare for him as well. The shadows, they covered almost his entire room and he felt as though he was frozen in a moment in time when they passed over him. It was not the most pleasant thing, but it was necessary whenever he needed to enter and exit his room.
But soon Logan even stopped doing that, with only a small sliver of his room free from the nightmares. He couldn’t even be freed from that, so more often than not he would be on his bed, knees clutched to his chest as he tried to remember how long it had been since he had passed into the darkness. 
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“Has anyone seen Logan?” Patton asked as he placed a couple plates down on the table. He looked to Roman and Virgil who both shook their heads. “I haven’t heard anything from him in a while.”
“Now that you mention it I haven’t seen him in probably a week or longer.” Roman thought for a moment. He gave a slight shrug, “Perhaps he has just been busy.” The creative side dismissed as he grabbed a plate and began to eat the eggs that were on it.
“He normally doesn’t skip meals though.” Virgil pointed out, his mind beginning to fill with several scenarios that could have happened to the logical side. “He is the one who always is telling us how important it is to keep a consistent schedule.”
“I think maybe I should go check on him.” Patton hummed slightly as he put his own plate down on the table. He turned and started to head up the stairs after giving Virgil a reassuring pat on the shoulder. 
It wasn’t long before he arrived to Logan’s door and noticed it seemed to be a few shades darker than it typically had been. He knocked on the door softly before calling in. “Hey Lo, you in there?” His stomach twisted slightly when he got no response. The moral side bit his lip and shifted his weight slightly as he tried to figure out what to do. He could always try to open the door and see, but also he didn’t have permission to enter. The worry ended up winning out and he tried the doorknob and found that it was unlocked. He twisted it and pushed the door open, letting out a startled gasp at the sight he found inside.
Logan was curled almost in a ball in a corner of his room, a lamp on the floor near him although it did little good in the strange shadows that seemed to coat the room. On the walls around him it seemed as though something was carved into them but Patton couldn’t get a good look at them. He went to step inside to try to get to Logan and gasped at the feeling the shadows gave him, causing him to shiver.
“Guys!” He stepped back from the room and called, still watching the unmoving form of Logan. It wasn’t long before the other two were up the stairs.
“What’s wrong?” Virgil was the first to ask before he noticed the inside of Logan’s room. All he could mutter was a soft “oh no” as he saw the shadows over the room. 
“Do you know what that is?” Patton asked, looking to the anxious trait. Virgil shook his head slightly before responding.
“No, but it does not look good.”
“It doesn’t feel good either. I tried to go in but the feeling stopped me.” Virgil stared in the room for a moment longer, watching as Roman stuck his hand into the room before withdrawing it with a hiss as though he were burned. Then he made a decision and rushed in, catching the others by surprise which let him get past them without them stopping him. 
The feeling in the room was no longer the calm collected logic that it had been previously but was a cold imposing feeling. Virgil got closer to Logan and went to grab him before he noticed what was written on the wall. That gave him pause as he read over the phrase repeated in varying states of urgency, “The end is never”.
He grabbed Logan and tried to quickly get the two of them out of the room, feeling as though spending any longer in the room would be a mistake. Once they crossed the threshold the group heard the first sound from Logan since the thing began. It was soft and broken, almost as though his voice was hoarse. Roman knelt down, trying to figure out what was being said when he heard it.
“The end is never.” He was just repeating the phrase over and over again. Once they finally got him to look up he didn’t even seem to register that the three were there or even talking to him. Logan was just staring off into space as he muttered over and over again.
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starsingingauthor · 2 years
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Saying I love you...
… as a promise
… as a declaration
… as a joke
… as reassurance
… as a friend
… as family
… as a last attempt
… as a dare
… as a question
... as a confession
... as a manipulation
… as a sign of happiness
… as a goodbye
Saying I love you…
breathlessly
happily
desperately
anxiously
romantically
woefully
ecstatically
quietly
angrily
hesitantly
timidly
passionately
♡ Love Confessions ♡
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starsingingauthor · 2 years
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Your writing will always feel awkward to you, because you wrote it.
Your plot twists will always feel predictable, because you created them.
Your stories will always feel a bit boring to you, because you read them a million times.
They won't feel like that for your reader.
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starsingingauthor · 3 years
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Grey Mornings
Fandom: Thomas Sanders, Sanders Sides Pairing: Logicality, Logan x Patton Contents: Soft boi Summary: Sometimes you just need a rainy morning to reflect on things A/N: Yes hello. I still write. This is not much but it is something. I might add onto this later when I am not as tired and feeling like I'm gonna fall asleep at my desk.
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Rain pattered softly on the window, blurring Logan’s view of things outside as he watched the patterns drawn on the glass. He knew the rain was cold, it was November afterall. The chill that could have been present was chased away by the presence of the other man curled against him. A soft smile pulled at Logan’s lips as he looked over the smaller man, running a hand gently through his fluffy hair. A chuckle was pulled from him as Patton snuggled even closer with a small sleepy smile.
If you had asked him years ago, Logan would have told you love was something for others. It was something that would not be for him. Previous experiences combined with a surprisingly low self esteem told him that people wouldn’t care for him in the same way he would. So why bother?
It wasn’t long after that when he met Patton, a man who seemed intent on changing his mind. Patton loved everyone and was not shy about showing it, even to his friends. That was how it started out, the two became friends and the first time that Patton mentioned that he loved Logan, the man was frozen. Patton had worried he had said something wrong, not seeing the harm in saying the words so freely. Later it was explained that Logan wasn’t used to it. He hadn’t really been around people who were so open with their love and it had caught him off.
It seemed to only grow from there. The entire situation made Logan quite aware of his feelings towards the bubbly man. It was something he couldn’t really deny anymore, no matter how much he had tried. He looked at Patton, so ready to smile and say “I love you” and compared him to himself, seemingly cold and quiet. He rarely spoke his feelings, quite content to let them sit.
When Patton confessed his feelings it was the other time that he had caused Logan to lock up. He froze, staring down at the man in shock. His mind was running with different questions but the main one was “Really?” Then it sank in what was said and the blush rose over his cheeks. He agreed, and Patton shouted in excitement before hugging the man. Both found themselves on the floor from how enthusiastic Patton was.
A soft groan from his side brought Logan back to the present. He pulled away a bit, watching as Patton stirred awake.
“Well good afternoon.” He spoke gently, almost silent over the sound of the rain.
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starsingingauthor · 3 years
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fuck a comfort tv show, what’s ur comfort video game playthrough
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starsingingauthor · 3 years
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I forgot about this. It might become an art piece.
I’m alone with you You’re alone with me And I’m hoping that you will see yourself Like I see you Yes, I see you
I want to use this in a story. Gonna admit, probably gonna be Analogical cause that is my jam.
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starsingingauthor · 3 years
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Fandom: Sanders Sides Ship: Analogical Summary: Logan notices a change and decides the best course of action would be to research further and figure out the source of the change. Tags: okay look i get this is not the greatest, but also fluff, Logic | Logan Sanders is Bad at Feelings, but like not in a bad way, just taking a scientific approach to them, College AU, Song fic, look i just wanted something fluffy, and this is dumb, but it filled what i wanted, Food mentions
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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Gib ideas plz?
Hey, would anyone happen to have any prompts they would like to see written for? Like anything Sanders Sides mainly right now. I really want to write since it has been a while since I last did and I have no ideas.
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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I’m sorry to anyone who followed this account for Sanders Sides, or for content in general. I don’t really use tumblr anymore really. I found my writing gets a better reception on ao3. And also actually the My Hero Academia content I write does so much better than any of the Sanders Sides stuff I wrote with maybe the exception of Been on the Low which was legit just a huge vent piece.
So yeah, wanted to apologize.
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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I hear a lot of people bitching that they can’t leave kudos multiple times per story, or can’t leave kudos on every chapter, or whatever.
Well, take a page out of this marvelous book, because I swear I’ve never been so happy to receive kudos as waking up to multiple people having done this on multiple chapters on a story I just posted.
The bar just got raised, folks.
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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new writer ask game?
I feel like writers tend to be super critical of their own work and forget that it can be good to celebrate it too! So new ask game for writers. Drop one of my fic titles into my inbox and I’ll tell you a line I’m proud of from it?
(Other writers are encouraged to reblog! Take pride in your work, friends!)
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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So this what I’ve been working on. My last post was actually the first in this, but there are five now. They are all erasermic if that is something you are interested in.
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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Would You Be So Kind - BNHA fic
Summary: Shouta decided he needed to tell Hizashi how he felt.
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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Wrong blog
Prompt List
I compiled some prompt lists I found to form a list of 76 kiss prompts. Send in a number and a character and one of us shall write a one shot based on it. 
“Good morning” kiss
Kiss on the forehead 
Drunk/sloppy kiss
Awkward kiss 
Angry kiss 
“I’m sorry” kiss 
“I’ve missed you” kiss 
Seductive kiss
“War’s End” kiss 
“Goodbye” kiss
“I almost lost you” kiss
Kiss on the nose 
Kiss on the ear
Kiss on the neck
Kiss on the back 
New Year’s kiss
Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys
“I do” kiss 
Shy kiss 
Surprised kiss 
Kiss on a dare 
Sad kiss 
Exhausted parents kiss 
Kiss of life 
Kiss inspired by��a song
Jealous kiss
Giggly kiss
First kiss 
Last kiss 
Kiss under a full moon
Kiss at dusk 
Kiss at dawn
Kiss in a dream 
Returned from the dead kiss 
Themed kisses
“We can never be together” kiss 
It’s-the-end-of-the-world kiss
Awkward teenage crush kiss
Spin the bottle kiss
Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss
Forbidden kiss
Sated kiss
Soft kiss
Tender kiss
Passionate kiss
Long kiss
Quick kiss
Morning kiss
Before Bed kiss
In Secret kiss
Public kiss
Accidentally Witnessed kiss
Against a wall kiss
Against a Locker kiss
True Love kiss
Caught off-guard kiss
Breaking The Kiss To Say Something, Staying So Close That You’re Murmuring Into Each Other’s Mouths
Moving Around While Kissing, Stumbling Over Things, Pushing Each Other Back Against The Wall/Onto The Bed
Kissing So Desperately That Their Whole Body Curves Into The Other Person’s 
Throwing Their Arms Around The Other Person, Holding Them Close While They Kiss
Hands On The Other Person’s Back, Fingertips Pressing Under Their Top, Drawing Gentle Circles Against That Small Strip Of Bare Skin That Make Them Break The Kiss With A Gasp
Lazy Morning Kisses Before They’ve Even Opened Their Eyes, Still Mumbling Half-Incoherently, Not Wanting To Wake Up
Routine Kisses Where The Other Person Presents Their Cheek/Forehead For The Hello/Goodbye Kiss Without Even Looking Up From What They’re Doing
Being Unable To Open Their Eyes For A Few Moments Afterward 
One Small Kiss, Pulling Away For An Instant, Then Devouring Each Other 
Staring At The Other’s Lips, Trying Not To Kiss Them, Before Giving In
When One Stops The Kiss To Whisper “I’m Sorry, Are You Sure You-” And They Answer By Kissing Them More
A Hoarse Whisper “Kiss Me”
Following The Kiss With A Series Of Kisses Down The Neck
Starting With A Kiss Meant To Be Gentle, Ending Up In Passion
A Gentle “I Love You” Whispered After A Soft Kiss, Followed Immediately By A Stronger Kiss
When One Person’s Face Is Scrunched Up, And The Other One Kisses Their Lips/Nose/Forehead 
Height Difference Kisses Where One Person Has To Bend Do Wn And The Other Is On Their Tippy Toes 
Kisses Where One Person Is Sitting In The Other’s Lap 
Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing 
Top Of Head Kisses
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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Only Exception - BNHA fic
Summary: A few snippets of Shouta and Hizashi through the years.or: Three times Shouta had gay panic for Hizashi and the two times he gave Hizashi gay panic.
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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Alone - BNHA fic
Summary: Hizashi Yamada is a pro hero, as is his husband. They both knew the dangers of the profession they had picked. Shouta didn't return from his night patrol and that event started the spiral. Eventual villain au.
Heed the tags on this one.
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starsingingauthor · 4 years
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Yes. I wanna know what you thought, where you think I'm going with the story. Like just yes.
If you’re ever like “but what do fic writers even WANT.”
a book report
They want a book report.
They want you to get 9th grade English up in their shit. 
Remember having to write ad nauseam about the symbolism of that stupid conch in Lord of the Flies? They want you to do that about Steve Roger’s shield and Emma Swan’s jacket.
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