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[theultimatesandwich]

The Most Illogical Decision Possible

(Yeah ok I wrote a fic for @sugarglider9603 ‘s Single-Dad Logan AU, what about it?)

If he was being completely honest with himself, adopting a child was the most illogical thing Logan could have ever done. 

He had never raised a child before. He had no other siblings; he’d certainly never gone babysitting. He detested how unhygienic children were: sneezing on everything in sight, wiping their noses with their hands, and having an apparent allergy to soap. Children were annoying, a time-consuming nightmare, and honestly quite idiotic. Logan knew that children’s brains weren’t quite as developed as a typical adult’s, but that was still no excuse for their ignorance.

Frankly, he didn’t feel the need for such companionship. If he had, maybe he would have adopted a dog, or a fish. Certainly not a human child. True, he had an extra bedroom in his apartment, with plenty of room for a child to live and play, and he was well-off enough financially to afford caring for one, but he didn’t feel the need. 

That is until he was talking with his co-worker Valerie about her time spent volunteering at the local orphanage. 

“I’m telling you, Logan, the children are just the sweetest!”

“If you say so.”

“I’m serious! Every one of them is so kind, it’s almost heartbreaking that there’s more of them than there are parents willing to adopt.”

“That is a problem,” Logan mused. “It’s unfortunate that there are such an infinitesimal number of children and only a few willing parents.”

Valerie paused and looked up at her co-worker. “You do realize that infinitesimal means really small, don’t you?”

“What? No it doesn’t.”

A mischievous smile danced across Valerie’s face. “How about a bet? We look up the meaning, and if I’m right... you have to consider adopting!”

“Consider? Not follow through with it?”

“Well if you wanted to raise the stakes,” she smiled at her friend’s discomfort. “Relax, Logan. I’m not going to force you to do anything. Just think about it, alright? Maybe just visit the orphanage?”

“Ok...And if I’m right?”

“If you’re right, then...I’ll let you drag me to that Doctor Who planetarium show next month.”

“Fantastic. A bet it is, then.” Logan smirked as he pulled out his phone to Google the answer. “Well, Valerie, I hope you enjoy space-inspired long running British television shows, because....no.” 

Some consolation, a few curse words at Google, and a couple of parenting books later, Logan found himself visiting the orphanage. Entering the building, he was greeted by a very nice older woman with brown hair and glasses.

“Well hello, sir! How may I help you?”

“Ah, well, I was hoping I could visit with some of the children in the event that I...decide to adopt?”

The woman’s eyes lit up. “Of course! What’s your name, mister?” 

“Logan, ma’am. And you are?”

“I’m Mrs. Sanders, but everyone around here just calls me Mom.” They shook hands as the woman led Logan towards some back rooms. 

“Over here are our 2-5 year olds,” Mrs. Sanders explained. “Aren’t they just the sweetest?”

Logan glanced around the room, immediately rethinking his decision. There were other ways he could help out the orphanage; he didn’t have to adopt a child. All of these children were running around and roughhousing, crying and screaming and laughing all simultaneously. If someone had told him a hurricane blew through a toy store and ended up here, he would have believed them. Then a curious sight caught his eye. 

There in the corner was a young figure in an overly large black hoodie sitting alone at a table. The child appeared to be coloring, lost in his realm of thoughts rather than playing with his compatriots. 

“Who is that?” Logan nodded towards the child.

“Oh, that’s Virgil. Poor little dear.  Ever since he’s been here he’s barely said a word to anybody. He’s a very smart little boy, very talented, he just...doesn’t talk.”

“May I speak with him?”

The words were out of his mouth before he had a chance to think about what he was doing. The next thing he knew he entered ground zero, taking great care not to trip over any toys or children as he made his way over to the table. Pulling up a chair, he sat down next to Virgil.

“Hello,”he said. “My name is Logan. What is your name?”

In response the child pointed to the top of his drawing, where “Virgil” was written in fairly legible crayon penmanship. 

“Virgil?” The child nodded. “Well, Virgil, it’s very nice to meet you.” 

Logan glanced down at the drawing. On it Virgil had drawn a rocket-ship in outer space, surrounded by planets and stars. 

“That’s a very nice drawing.” Virgil smiled, withdrawing slightly into his hoodie. “I admire the detail you put into the rocket. It’s very impressive.”

Virgil blushed, happy that someone finally seemed to take an interest in his work. “I’ll be back soon, Virgil, ok?” Virgil nodded and went back to his drawing.

“That one.” Logan said to Mrs. Sanders. “If it is at all possible, I want to adopt him.”

Within a few days the paperwork had gone through, quick enough that Logan couldn’t overthink his decision, and soon enough he was picking Virgil up from the orphanage. 

“Well, Virgil, it looks like we’re going to be living together for some time.” Virgil nodded from the backseat. He brought a small suitcase filled with clothes, a worn stuffed animal, and some coloring supplies. As Logan drove the two of them home, Virgil began drawing. When a safe moment arose to do so, Logan glanced back to try and see what Virgil was doing, but Virgil held the drawing close to his chest and shook his head no. 

Soon enough they made it to the apartment. Logan had triple checked to make sure there were no exposed outlets, the chemicals were locked away under the sink, and that the room that was to be Virgil’s was properly outfitted for someone of his nature. There was a bed, a dresser, and a little desk for Virgil to color or study however he saw fit. What Logan was most proud of, however, were the glow in the dark stars he affixed to the ceiling. As he tucked Virgil into bed that night, he turned off the lights and watched as the child’s eyes lit up with wonder at the ceiling. 

The next few days were a balancing act. Logan would get up earlier than normal to make sure Virgil ate an appropriate breakfast and had lunch for the school day. He almost forgot to drop Virgil off at school their first day together, and the panicked drive home that ensued after getting halfway to the office made sure Logan never forgot again. At night the two of them would eat dinner and watch a movie, although Logan enforced a strict 8:00 pm curfew, complete with teeth-brushing and bathing when needed. 

Friday night, after Logan made sure Virgil was bundled up tightly, he drove them miles out into the nearby country. The sky was clear and there was barely any light pollution. Waking him up from the long car ride, Logan lifted Virgil onto his shoulders and led him out into a clearing. 

“Look at that,” Logan said, pointing up at the sky. “Those are hundreds of stars, millions of light-years away. You can see the constellations, too. That’s the bigger dipper, and that is Orion: do you see the three stars that make up his belt?” 

Virgil was silent. Lifted way high up he saw stars and lights unlike any he’d ever seen before. There were so many dots he didn’t think he could count them all if he tried. It was all so...it was just...

“Wow...” Virgil said. In that moment it was hard to tell who was more in awe: Virgil at the night sky, or Logan with Virgil.

Not wanting to stay out later than necessary, Logan drove them back home and tucked Virgil into bed. Before he could leave, Virgil reached under his pillow and pulled out a folded drawing. Running across the room, he handed Logan the drawing. Written on it was “To Dad”. As Logan opened up the paper, he saw a drawing of himself holding hands with a young, smiling Virgil. As he read the three words scrawled atop the drawing, Logan tucked Virgil back into bed and kissed him on the forehead. 

“I love you, too, son.”

#my writing #fanficiton #sanders sides #single dad logan au #not my au #sugarglider9603 #sandwich writes stuff

[when-day-met-the-knight]

I'm supposed to be sleeping but since I can't I doodled some stuff from the amazing @sugarglider9603 's Teen Titans AU where Roman is Beast Boy and Virgil is Raven!

I screenshotted a few BBRae moments and redrew them as Prinxiety, is what I'm saying,,

*I know technically Virgil is supposed to be taller but I live for tall Roman I'm sORRY-

#sketch #doodles #sanders sides au #sanders sides fanart #sanders sides #teen titans au #sanders sides teen titans au #virgil sanders #roman sanders #prinxiety #roman x virgil #virgil x roman #sugarglider9603 #i love this au so much

[tomato-has-a-problem]

he flomp - Virgil from @sugarglider9603‘s pokemon AU!!

#sugarglider9603 #pokemon #espeon #virgil sanders #sanders sides

[collabwithmyself]

Hello yes your art and concepts are so fuckign good and I love it all so much and just bafkhskfjdk ty for providing us with the Good Shit🌈🌈🌈

AH... THANK YOU I'M GLAD TO PROVIDE

#sugarglider9603 #collab answers

[mcnuggyy]

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[lunarose-moonflower]

So I drew Espeon Virgil from @sugarglider9603's Pokemon AU dressed as zero from night before Christmas and I think this is the best thing I've ever drawn not because of my limited amount of skill but just for the concept

#virgil sanders #sanders sides #pokemon #pokemon au #sugarglider9603

[icrazy-snowyowl]

So I recently discovered @sugarglider9603 beautiful Side eeveelutions and I have some free time and a pencil and no motivation to color

#sander sides #eeveelutions #princxiety #sugarglider9603

[bluebblurry]

PokéSanders fluff

Thank you to @sugarglider9603 for letting me wright this for her AU!

Virgil settled into a blanket nest in the corner of their hotel room that night. Roman hopped over the edge and nuzzled Virgil’s head gently. Virgil nestled up against his Flareon boyfriend, purring softly.

Patton nudged Logan over to a pillow pile in the other corner, his little tail swaying excitedly behind him. Logan noticed Patton’s glasses were falling, so he pushed them up with the tip of his nose. Patton giggled softly and thanked him. 

Emile and Remy were also paired up in another corner. So it was just Deceit and Remus left. They glanced at each other. Remus grinned and suggestively waggled his eyebrows. Deceit pretended to gag and stuck his tongue out, shaking his head. The Jolteon did have standards, after all. Deceit hopped onto Thomas’ bed, settling down next to his feet. Remus sat in the only corner left, huffing indignantly. 

Thomas glanced around the room, smiling at his Eeveelutions. “Good night, guys.” He called softly. He was answered with a chorus of soft chittering. Thomas smiled brighter, adoring how much cute there was in this room right now. 

End

Yeah so I don't know what else to add. Just thought some sweet cuddles would be enough. Hope you like it Sugar!

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[fangirltothefullest]

The Shadow-Possessed Prince

@sugarglider9603 

I’m sad to say I am most definitely leaving it here for now because its already like 18 images long. XD Anyways I hope it’s angsty enough for you! This is Sugar’s Mario AU that I am thoroughly OBSESSED WITH and I HAD to draw Shadow-King-Possessed Patton between commissions. Poor Logan, poor Patton, they didn’t sign up for this.....

#sanders sides #mario au #sugarglider9603 #they provide the au #i provide the angst #and the world is whole #logan sanders #patton sanders #morality sanders #logic sanders #my artwork #tashiarts #sfw #angst #possession #logicality #my poor heart #but also eheheheheheheh #i literally drew the last picture first and went from there

[therubyjailcell]

Strong - [Spiderverse Roman centric & Prinxiety angst]

Okay, so, old fic again, written in the TS Spiderverse server back in January (12th I think), and then modified and edited afterwards. I then proceeded to forget where I had put the fic. I’m organised, I swear. Anyway. Based of a prompt by @not-cam-pad, as most of my Spiderverse fic, and as always, written for @sugarglider9603 and @ask-spiderverse-virgil‘s AU. Angst with a happy ending for Sugar.

Word Count: 1792

TW: angst, self loathing, anger, description of injuries, description of a panic attack, probably swearing (I can’t talk without swearing)

On January 12th 2019, Cam said in the Discord “Roman? Everyone thinks he’s afraid of failure. Maybe he’s afraid of succeeding. Maybe he’s afraid that one day he’ll go too far Because he’s always been reckless But maybe one day He’ll just do one thing worse. And break the one rule he can never break Roman’s always been known for pushing the limits physically He always goes a little too hard fighting the bad guys Because they’re bad, right? And He’s Good But the look Thomas gives him They way Patton edges around him after a hard fight Makes him wonder if maybe he’s going too hard And it just Hits him somewhere So he starts trying to hold back, pull his punches But then one of them gets too close to getting Virgil, or one of the others And he snaps And by the time they get him off the man He has to go to the hospital Over ten broken bones Concussion He’s nearly dead.”

To what I answered… A small fic. Angst, as usual.

–

Everyone looked at him after The Incident. They all stayed away, kept their distance. Virgil had been in danger, the villain had grabbed him and was going to hurt him, and Roman had just snapped. Roman could feel how they looked at him, how Patton flinched slightly whenever he moved too fast, how protective Logan was of Patton and Virgil, how he stared and studied each and every of Roman’s move, how Thomas looked at him with worry and sadness. And Virgil. Virgil was silent.

Roman didn’t see it, but Virgil tried talking to him, except Logan wouldn’t let him be alone with Roman. Roman didn’t see it, but Virgil didn’t talk to anybody else either. Roman didn’t hear it, but Virgil cried silently at night every night, in the kitchen, because he wasn’t allowed to sleep near Roman, and he couldn’t sleep without him. Virgil didn’t know what to do. And Roman stayed alone, went to train on his own, punching walls in to be destroyed buildings and places where nobody could see him.

Roman was angry, and it showed. Roman was angry, and his eyes were always furious, it was like he barely paid attention to anyone anymore. Roman was angry, and he didn’t notice Patton’s worried glances directed at him (not the others), nor Logan grabbing Virgil’s arms to prevent him from going to his boyfriend. And when the next enemy appeared, Roman took all his anger out on him, and none of the others dared to try and stop him. None except Virgil. He stepped in. He walked up to Roman and forced him to let go. Only then did the Spidergang push Roman away from the bad guy. Thomas and Logan lectured him afterwards, once they got home. Patton stayed silent. Virgil wanted to disappear. Roman left without listening to any of them. He was angry, Thomas and Logan were too, and nobody noticed Virgil walking out of the room in silence.

Roman didn’t came back. He was gone, Virgil didn’t talk, and Patton felt like everything was broken. Thomas and Logan were angry, but Thomas felt guilty, while Logan kept saying “it’s better this way, at least we’re safe.” Patton noticed Virgil leaving the house every so often, without warning anyone. Nobody but him noticed how little the young man slept anymore. Virgil searched the town, everywhere, to find Roman. When he did find him, he didn’t try to talk to him, didn’t say he was there. He watched Roman being angry, he watched him train on his own, he watched him destroy things. Virgil didn’t know what to do, he felt like he had lost Roman, and he felt guilty, so guilty, because he hadn’t managed to help him before, and didn’t deserve to talk to Roman anymore. And Roman was angry at the world, but mostly at himself, and he destroyed things and stayed on his own. Virgil was barely with the others anymore at this point. He knew it wasn’t good, that they were worried, but he watched Roman, because that was all he could do by then. He watched, and nobody asked where he went all the time, because that’s what they were now, a broken family.

Roman turned rogue. He felt like it didn’t matter anyway, and nobody was there to stop him. He turned bad, as in destruction bad. He didn’t attack people directly, but he attacked buildings, and if there were people in it, well, they should’ve gotten out before. Soon, the Spidergang had to fight him. And Patton saw Virgil’s world break when he learned the news of the imminent fight, but the young man didn’t look shocked. Virgil saw Roman breaking and he didn’t do anything, and he felt like he deserved his world breaking. Nobody else noticed.  Thomas and Logan would fight, they were ready. Because they could see Roman as an enemy now, after all he had done. Of course, they were sad, they didn’t like it, but he was dangerous. Patton wasn’t sure. He was scared. Virgil didn’t look like he cared.

Before they knew it, there was already so much damage done. Patton made sure all civilians were safe, he couldn’t bring himself to fight Roman. Logan and Thomas weren’t in the best of shape, Roman was stronger. Virgil had dodged. He had stayed apart, and nobody had noticed. He had watched the destruction of the buildings around the fight, made sure nobody would get hurt by the things falling. But then, with Thomas and Logan hurt and Patton unable to fight Roman, he had to come in. Virgil walked up to Roman and fell on his knees. He wouldn’t fight him. Not Roman. He couldn’t fight him. So he took a deep breath. And he spoke. Because that was all he could do, because he would not hurt Roman. Not again.

“It’s my fault. I give up. You win. I won’t fight back, just get your victory.”

Roman froze. He hadn’t planned this. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know how to react. Logan and Thomas got up and were about to run to him, but Patton prevented them from doing so. “Virgil is a big boy, and if he doesn’t want to hurt Roman, then we won’t hurt Roman. We’re family.”

Virgil looked at Roman, and he shook his head. “I won’t fight back, I promise.”

And because Roman still didn’t move, Virgil kept speaking. He was crying, and you could hear it in his voice. “I need to pay for what I’ve done, I know I do, I won’t fight back.”

Roman could very well picture Virgil’s face behind the mask. He knew what Virgil looked like when he was crying, when his voice sounded like that. And Virgil was speaking again, to him, for the first time in forever. And Virgil was there, and Virgil was crying. And for the first time in months, Roman wasn’t angry anymore. He was sad, and desperate, and lost, and confused, and terrified, and he had done so many awful things, and Virgil was crying.

Virgil sobbed. Once. Twice. Roman fell on his knees. Virgil was slouching, on his knees, begging Roman to end this and make him pay for everything, because it was his fault (at least that’s what he said). He was shaking, violently. Roman wanted to reach out. He wanted to protect Virgil from the world, but Virgil didn’t need that, Virgil needed protection from Roman himself (at least that’s what he thought).

Thomas stayed silent, on the side. He could feel it, in his heart, that it was Roman, their Roman, not the ball of anger and hate they were previously fighting. Logan stopped trying to get to Virgil, because he could see Roman gave up. Patton cried, because he could see his friends hurting, so bad.

Virgil sobbed, and gasped for air, and cried, and he looked to Roman and saw him on his knees, shaking and crying too. And Roman’s hand, halfway through reaching to him but not quite there, as he stopped in the middle of reaching to Virgil. And Roman. Roman looking at Virgil through his tears, and unable to speak, or to move now, frozen, terrified.

“Roman…?”

Virgil’s voice was broken, and small, so small. It was the voice he had when he was having a panic attack. It was the voice he had when he was asking if the world hated him. All he said was Roman’s name, and yet it sounded like he was asking if the world hated him. The question was clear, it was “Please don’t hate me”, it was “Please don’t break me”,  it was Virgil’s guilt, and terror, and Roman broke a little more, over and over. He would never forget that sound, the way Virgil said his name. Roman simply nodded, the smallest nod in the world, and he wasn’t sure if Virgil saw it, but he couldn’t do more than that. Virgil saw it. He took Roman’s hand, slowly. And Roman held it with both of his immediately, slouching over, shaking, crying, sobbing, mumbling apologies and begging for help and forgiveness.

Logan, Patton and Thomas slowly made their way toward Virgil and Roman. They were slow, didn’t want to startle any of them, but the two others were just shaking, and crying, and holding onto each other, and never letting go. Patton was the one who hugs them first, followed by Thomas, and finally Logan joined. Thomas helped them get up, Roman holding onto Virgil, and they looked like they would never let go of each other, ever. They didn’t want to let go. Ever.

When they got home, Roman sat on the couch, his head in his hands, not meeting anyone’s eyes. Virgil sat right next to him. Everyone was silent. Roman whispered a broken apology. Nobody spoke again for a while. Thomas decided they all needed to eat and rest, that they needed to talk but it could wait, because it had been hard for everyone. Patton threw Logan a warning look, but Logan didn’t even try to ask if Virgil and Roman were going to stay together. Obviously they would.

And there, laying together, next to each other, holding onto each other and tight, Roman apologised again. He couldn’t not apologies. He felt awful. Virgil stared at him and asked what for. Roman started listing, with how violent he got, how he left, how he hurt everyone. Virgil simply caressed his cheek softly and whispered he never felt safer than in his arms, and wasn’t ever afraid of him. Roman cried a little, and Virgil told him they’d get through this together.

After that, they talked. Together, then with the others. Roman wasn’t allowed on missions for a while, he didn’t care. He took care of them when they came back. He took care of Virgil, always. And when they went on a mission one day, and Thomas looked at Roman and smiled slightly, “Come on, get ready, we had some ass to kick”, Roman felt like they gave him the world. He thanked Virgil and Patton, because he knew they were the ones who convinced Thomas and Logan to let him come back.

And when Virgil told him he was watching him, all this time, when he was training, then Roman felt a little better. Because he wasn’t all alone. And when Virgil asked him to help him train, Roman agreed right away. And soon, Roman was helping everyone train. And that was how he took out his anger. By helping the others.

It wasn’t perfect, obviously. Sometimes Roman got angry. But Virgil could always reach out to him. And he always got better. They were all together in this.

~~

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@sweetsweetemo @emologan @croftered-with-jam

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[the-officially-kat]

Death!Patton for @sugarglider9603 ~

Sugar has a new AU, a Patton-Is-Death AU that I am freakin’ living for and as soon as I got the green light I just had to draw it ‘cause bright and happy characters mixed with spookiness is an aesthetic I would die for

For his outfit I threw in boots, high-waisted pants, and an oversized sweater with a cartoony skeleton design on the front and arms with an added bonus of sweater-paws (I tried going for a cute/spooky/comfy look)

Plus I added cat ears on the hood of his robe and a big bow on the front and a cat head figure on the top of his scythe because why not

#sugarglider9603 #sanders sides #patton sanders #kat's fanart

[paperhatcollection]

So I really like @sugarglider9603 s Mario Au and since their Virgil takes over Luigi I figured I could draw some spoopy mansion au... although if we’re being honest here, Virgil rather likes dark abandoned places, it’s only the true horrors that can scare him.

#sanders sides #mario au #sugarglider9603 #I started this a week ago oops #This Thing

[fanders-compliments]

Anon said: @sugarglider9603 is just. amazing. beautiful art? check. awesome au's? check. overall wholesome stuff when it's needed? check. love? all the checks. what a wonderful human

#sugarglider9603 #Compliment

[dreams-palette]

aa i tried drawing remy in the style of rosalina's storybook from @sugarglider9603 's mario au !!

#rip i tried #my art #remy sanders #sander sides #mario au #sugarglider9603

[mcnuggyy]

You give off vibes like your a cat who wants to be loved but doesn't wanna outright admit it, if that makes any sense. And not like,,, a mean cat. Just a kitty who wants to be a fren but is also a lil nervous

oh shit... yeah thats.... oof... yup.... that’s like... exactly... hrmm.... 🥺

#NAIL ON THE HEAD MY DUDE #NAil on the fucking head #i have been... called out... #okay i am very obvious #fhf #OOPS #didn't realize this was call Izel out night #fhfhf #RIPP #replies #sugarglider9603

[lunarose-moonflower]

Got a new notebook so I decided to break it in with some doodles of @sugarglider9603's sander sides Pokemon AU

#pokemon au #ts sides #roman sanders #patton sanders #sugarglider9603 #thomas sanders #sanders sides