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unsympathetic-patton · 2 years

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Hewwo homies

Imma b real with you; my long hyperfixation on sanders sides has kind of halted and its been a long time coming. Im currently super fixated on a new thing: my ocs! (Feel free to send asks to my main @roanoaks haha)

Personally, if thomas drops a new video, I may return. But in honesty the way thomas runs the content is really bothering me. I don't mean to be overly critical and i understand he has a life but given that its been two years and all we've gotten are false promises, i am not quick to be sympathetic.

I am not a patreon or a membership supporter but I do find it very upsetting that he has people paying him to make content and he hasn't done it in two years. He also promised more lighthearted, not plot relevant content with the asides to be more frequent and did not deliver on that, either.

Theres also a very big mentality in the fandom that centers around babying thomas and his characters and it irks me. I understand Thomas is a human being and needs breaks. However if you are willing to have people pay you in support for something. You should be doing it. Furthermore, the idea that he doesn't need to make sasi content baffles me. Not bc cc are obligated to make the content we enjoy, no its because he literally got paid by his fans on two different platforms with the promise of more sasi content.

If it was just a fun vlog series with like, merch or something that'd be different but there are a number fans that have paid money for the continued production and we've gotten nothing. Of course thomas needs breaks. But hes not a child. He should at the very least be able to communicate whats going on. Its not just a month of a content drought or something, its literally been two years with false promises.

#ts critical #thomas sanders critical #unsympth patton

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ultimate-jad3 · 3 years

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This is my first post on my tumblr so I’m a little nervous but here is some of the unsympathetic sander sides. I was inspired by a few animatics I saw and ran with the idea.

Please don’t repost on other social media without proper credit.

Thanks!

-K

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imma-potatoo · 3 years

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I made this a while ago, but forgot to post it

Have an U!Patton moodboard with a pastel-ish aesthetic

I made this at 3 am. Idk if I even like it to be honest

#sanders sides #patton sanders #unsympathetic patton #u!patton #unsympth patton #Tw fire #Tw lighter #Tw blood #tw knives #Tw knife #tw poison #Ask to tag #Unsympathetic patton moodboard

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ladyinsertnamehere · 3 years

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Hey yeah

Logan being the logical side, most everyone thinks he’s devoid of emotion and cannot feel love. To prove them otherwise, he starts going with Patton.

Problem is, Patton now has him right where he wants him. He can verbally and physically abuse him as much as he likes, because if Logan ever thought about leaving, Patton could pull out the “so you ARE unable to love” card.

And Logan has to prove himself no matter how much it hurts

#meaningless ramblings #unsympathetic patton #unsympth patton #u!patton #ts logan #ts patton #toxic logicality

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storm-is-cool · 3 years

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TW: U!Patton

This is my idea

it was based off a tik tok of Janus drinking choccy vodka because there was no milk.

the caption said “Patton was supposed to get it years ago”.

I made a U! Patton idea off of that. Enjoy!

Patton had been a dad to the all the other sides for a long time. All thie sides enjoyed being seen as Patton’s sons. All his sons had something different that made him proud. For Logan, it was scientific discoveries. For Roman, it was all the preformances. For Virgil, it was his protective nature. Though, he never really thought about what he was proud about when it came to remus or janus, but he was still proud of them all the same.

With Remus thinking dirty all the time and Janus lying all the time, Patton didn’t know how he could keep taking care of Remus and Janus. He saw the empty milk carton and the free dark, empty space in the mind palace as the perfect opperotunity to abandon them.

Patton had told Janus that he was going to the store to get more milk, and told Remus and Janus to stay in the dark side while he was gone.

Throughout ten years they had made the dark side their home, waiting for Patton to come back. They had their own rooms and their own little space, and they thought that Patton would be so proud of them. Well, That’s at least what Remus thought.

Janus knew the harsh truth that Patton was gone and was never coming back.

“Hey, Jan, when is Patton coming back?”

“W-well, Re..”

#u!patton #unsympathetic sides #unsympth patton #unsympathetic patton #patton angst #angst #dark sides #light side #remus sanders #patton sanders #janus sanders #get ready to cry

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deostyx · 3 years

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Patton, behind remus's back: He's a whore who hates god. what more can i hate about the man??

This dynamic is so good but not in an intruality way in just a character dynamic way just imagine if remus leaves a scene and pattons like “yea god doesn’t love him” I’m sorry I’m not religious I feel like I’m overstepping I’m s

#danie speaks #patton #remus #does this count as unsympathetic HAHAHAHAHAHDJWKJDJAJDJAS #I’m sorry I just enjoy making the sides assholes #unsympth patton #just in case I don’t know

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hydra-collector · 4 years

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OH

I JUST HAD AN IDEA

So Roman is canonically a dumb bitch and would fight something he can’t handle, even if he’s injured and stuff, right?

So he decides “I feel like shit, gonna go save some made-up villagers from like fifteen dragons so I can feel like a hero again”

And then there’s U!Patton who knows that sides can’t die, but he wants Roman to lose his faith in himself for Manipulation purposes so he’s like “Yeah! Go save those villagers!! You’ll be a great person if you do that!!” completely knowing that it is going to end b a d l y. And there’s no one else there to save him from himself, so he goes and gets completely beat up and shit.

you can decide who comes to save him/finds him nearly dead if you’d like.

#roman sanders #ts roman #roman angst #ts roman angst #u!patton #unsympathetic patton #unsympth patton #ts patton #tw cussing #manipulative patton #sanders sides #ts sides

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billcpher111fics · 4 years

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You Hit Me And Its My Job To Apologize...

COMPLEATED WORK

26 chaps. 35 k words.

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rhysreece · 3 years

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Five in a bed and the Sixth one said.

6/7

The room is dark when Janus opens his eyes. When it doesn't get brighter, he realises he's blind. Shit. That is not supposed to happen. Last he remembers, Patton poisoned his tea, the conniving rat. But hey, he survived. Knowing Virgil, the others know he's alive too. So he waits.

He feeds the giant boas in their herpatorium, his own invention. An entire room heated to the right temperature, with everything a snake could ever want. On the lonelier nights, he sleeps with them, their twin bodies curled around him like the arm of a prince- or anyone. A small comfort, but a comfort nonetheless.

He listens the news, regrets it, and throws his phone, feeling it remateralise next to him, unscathed. Infuriating device. Wars and violence and chaos isn't what he needs right now. What he needs is the pair of footsteps approaching his door. Janus' heart flutters a little as his stormcloud knocks on the door. The brief wave of nostalgia nearly floors him, but he recovers and opens the door, confused as to their horrified response.

"Jan- Oh my god Janus sit down. You look awful."

"Why thank you, I try my best.

"Seriously, you're sheet white, what the hell."

"I wouldn't know. I'm blind."

"You're what. Blind?! That's the absolute last thing we need!"

Logan has to interject before Virgil throws something in a fight or flight reflex.

"If I may, Janus?"

"Why of course, Logan. Why are you grabbing my face-"

He starts examining Janus' eyes, and then his mouth. He winces at the residual swelling, and gags at the rotten flesh that was his tonsils. Staying clear of his fangs, fully extended as an impulse reaction, he probes around a bit more, then nods.

"The blindness is a side effect of dying by poison, and will fade. We will however need a surgery once this is over to deal with the remains of your tonsils. In the meantime, we need to go save the twins."

With no one okay with what just came out of Logan's mouth, the three make their way all over the mindscape, turning in every direction, trying to find the twins, before Janus stops, functionless eyes wide.

"I have absolutely no idea where they could be, and I'm going this way for no discernible reason and you shouldn't follow me under any circumstances."

And he's off, aided by his staff, hobbling at a fairly quick pace, only walking into a tree twice. (No one laughed, it wasn't funny.) They eventually arrive at a large, futuristic building buried in deep, tall trees.

"I think we're here. Boys, help me inside."

"Jan what is this place? It's so… Creepy."

"Well, my hoodied, hackles-raised friend, this is a cottage, and not a laboratory used to restrain sides when they get too Patton."

"Oh great. Who's in here?"

"Last I checked, everybody, but Patton has been here."

"I can't tell if that last one was a lie or not" Virgil has to stand on his tiptoes to whisper to Logan, looking far too skeptical to actually go in. The overly white box gives him so many bad vibes, but Janus is already hobbling forward, scanning himself in, so the others follow.

The inside of the lab isn't much better. Bleach white halls with stainless steel equipment, and suffocating smell of bleach and ethanol. His trainers stick out like sore thumbs against the smooth, endless white tiles, and the phantoms, yellow smoke forming ghostly figures, move in their small animations, manning reception desks, shops, and waiting areas.

Logan is doing very well to disguise his bone chilling terror of this accursed place. The faceless nurses, the endless corridors, it's given him a fair share of nightmares, and a hatred of reflective surfaces that plagues him to this day.

He follows as Janus leads them through the labyrinth, eventually ending up at a ward labelled 'Isolation Station' in colourful crayon. Three guesses as to who wrote that. He isn't sure if Virgil could tell how tightly his fists are clenched as they enter a room, with rows of square rooms, with a fake wall, one way, so the people inside could be observed without noticing. Logan has to bite back tears, and fights very hard against the urge to run. For Remus.

There, next to each other, are the twins. Remus is muttering to himself, clearly fighting against a concussion. Roman is tearing at his own skin, blood staining the white floor red with a mix of blood and tears. With a slam, Janus unlocks the stations, and feels his way to Roman's sobs, Virgil next to him, trying to calm down a violent Roman. Logan practically runs to Remus, dropping any pretenses and throwing himself into his arms, clutching him so tight it hurt them both.

"Oh my Morningstar I've missed you so much. Oh god your head. Here, lie down."

"Starlight…? I held on, like you'd tell me to. Did- Did I do okay?"

Logan practically sobs through his grin, kissing Ree's forehead gently. God he loved this man.

"Yes, dear, you did so wonderful. Rest now, I'll wake you up in a bit, and we'll deal with this concussion. I'll look after you, my sweet."

His eyes are shut before the sentence ends. Logan looks over at the others, cradling a broken Roman in their arms, and carries Remus over to join them.

"Roman. I'm glad you're okay-" "Remus!"

Roman lunges for Remus, holding him close and crying again, mumbling incoherently.

"Ro, buddy, it's okay. We're here. We're real. We love you."

"Virgil is right, Roman. The side effects of the hallucinogens will wear off soon, I can see the residue on the floor. Remus has a nasty concussion that I need to treat, and we're all hurt. Can you help us get him somewhere else?"

Roman just nods numbly, not letting go of his brother the entire time. A few hours of medical attention later, they're all properly sewed back together, and napping on two mattresses pushed together on the floor. Remus and Roman are tangled together, Logan is slumped with his head on Remus' stomach and his legs serving as pillow for Virgil, whose feet are resting next to Janus, who is cuddled up to Roman's back. Logan is the only one awake, and the feeling is overwhelming.

After months of preparing for Patton, and not touching anyone, every ghost of a breath on his palm consumes him with a burning, frantic need for more, drawing, for the first time in a very long time, tears of happiness at this brief respite, this moment to breathe and focus in the quiet. The contact is the only thing grounding him in this nightmare hospital, but for now, the imminent threat, looming and foreboding, simply doesn't exist.

As he starts to drift off, he looks over the six of them, cuddled together in this frantic, desperate drive for physical contact, and smiles, finally at peace for a brief moment.

Hold on.

Six?

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lostonehero · 4 years

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So uh I have ideas to share

(Being isolated sucks)

So evil Patton is a combination of Judge Frollo and Mother Gothel

#ts patton #unsympathetic patton #patton sanders #unsympth patton #deceit sanders #logan sanders #sanders sides #thomas sanders #morality sanders

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unsympathetic-patton · 3 years

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Patton is the kind of parent that never gives rides anywhere and ends up making their kid not hang out with their friends due to no transportation, usually under the guise of "theyre bad influences"

OR

He'll give them rides everywhere but religiously tracks their phone and stuff so that he can be 100% sure theyre "being safe" bc his kids dont need privacy, psh, thats for adults.

#unsympth patton #patton sanders #unsympathetic patton #parent patton #toxic patton #toxic parenting #thinly veiled abuse #toxic parent patton #abusive patton #child abuse #i typed that last one three times rip my typing coordination

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dmitri-writes · 4 years

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Stood Up~Analomus

INFO -requested by a wattpad user -roceit mention -established analogical -future analomus

WARNINGS -unsympathetic Patton -harassment mention

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"Please Remus! He needs to move on from me. I have Janus now, and Patton always hitting on me is making us both uncomfortable." Remus frowned, but he had to admit, Patton is cute, and he might have a little crush. He shrugs, "Fine, I'll ask him on a date." Roman smiles, "Thank you! Now, I gotta go pick up Janus from work." Remus waves his twin a goodbye and pulls out his phone. 'Hey, patty daddy, wanna go on a date?' The reply was fast, 'Uh, sure?' They work out a time and location and Remus goes to get ready. "What do I have that's date-worthy? Whatever, it doesn't matter." He puts on a green hoodie and short shorts with fishnet stockings. Just slutty enough for him, just modest enough for Patton. He slips on some shoes and leaves, heading to the cafe they agreed to meet at.

He arrives a bit early at the cafe, so he waits. And waits. And waits. And waits. An hour past the time they agreed to meet up. The bell above the door rings, but looking up, it's not Patton. It is, however, two very attractive guys. One wears a purple hoodie and skinny jeans, and the other a black polo with a loose blue tie, blue jeans, and glasses. They make their way over to Remus and he panics a little. "Sorry, did we keep you waiting long? We couldn't find our way." Remus raises and eyebrow at the glasses' question and the emo leans in to whisper, "We were at the bookshop across the street and noticed you were here for a long time." Remus' face fills with relief, "Thank you so much." Glasses smiles, "I'm Logan. This is Virgil." Virgil waves, "So what happened here?" Remus' eyes shifted to the table, "I got stood up." "Damn. Their loss, you're cute." Remus reddens at Virgil's compliment and Logan nods in agreement. "Would you like us to leave?" Remus shakes his head, "No, actually, could you stay for a bit? Maybe we could talk?" "Okay."

The three chat for a while, learning more about each other. The topic of sexuality came up, and Remus can't deny how happy he got when they said they were poly. Eventually, Remus' phone starts to ring. "Oh, it's my brother." He hits accepts, "What's up bitch?" Logan and Virgil snort. "How did the date go?" Remus thinks, "Pretty good actually, but Pat never showed up. I got two other cuties to talk to me though." "Fuck Remus, I'm sorry." Remus laughs at Logan and Virgil's reddening faces, "It's cool bro. I'll be home soon." He hangs up and smiles, "Well, I gotta go. Thanks again." Logan stops him, "Can we exchange numbers?" Remus grins, "Absolutely!" Remus leaves the coffee shop with two numbers and a promise for a second date.

#analomus #anaintrulogical #virgil sanders #ts virgil #ts remus #remus sanders #logan sanders #ts logan #unsympathetic patton #u!patton #unsympth patton #unsymp patton #sanders sides

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ladyinsertnamehere · 3 years

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Blankie

Warnings: u!patton, Roman as the punching bag (not quite severe as “punching bag” but the term still stands), Patton ignoring Roman’s sensory issues, guilt-tripping/manipulation

Not really based on personal experience but I was very uncomfy with the usually comfy clothes I had on today at school

Roman curled around the big pillow in his cold, smooth sheets, eyes closed as he tried to focus on his breathing.

The lights flicked on.

They pierced Roman’s eyes as if a spotlight had shone directly into his face. He buried his face into the pillow, groaning slightly.

“Why aren’t you using the blanket I got you?” Came a sickly sweet sad voice.

Roman normally loved the blanket Patton had gotten him. It was intricately decorated with gold and red, and was fluffy and soft underneath. Roman snuggled with it regularly.

It was just that...today was one of those days where he was hyper-aware of every piece of fabric that touched his body. The only thing he felt like wearing was briefs (“Don’t you think you’re acting like your brother?” Patton had said on a previous one of these days).

“I’ll use it later, Pattoncake, I’m just not in the mood for it right now,” Roman grumbled from the bed in which he lay.

“What’s the matter, Princey?” Patton’s voice turned purposefully sadder, “Do you not like it anymore? Do you not like me anymore?”

Here it goes again. “Patton, you know that that is NOT what I’m saying. I just don’t want to sleep under it right now.”

“You don’t wanna sleep under -“

“Right now, Pat, not forever.”

Patton’s eyes started to well up, like they had a thousand times before, and his voice got whiny. “You don’t love me anymore?”

Roman knew that the only way to make this guilt-trip make a pit stop was to grab the blankie and drape it over himself. Immediately Patton’s show stopped. “See? Isn’t that better, sugar-bear?”

Roman’s dry winter hands caught on the fluffy fabric like Velcro. He grimaced as he held his breath to prevent the surface from rubbing against his skin more than it had to. Which worked until Patton plopped onto him for a hug. The moral side clung tightly and didn’t let go for a while, not even hearing Roman’s tiny whimpers.

When Patton finally let go, he turned out the door, chirped “There’s coffee waiting for you downstairs, Rolo!” And shut the door on his way out. Roman threw off the blanket and nestled into his pillow for a few more minutes.

#unsympth patton #unsympathetic patton #u!patton #ts patton #ts roman #sensory issues #sanders sides fanfiction

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mendaxiety · 4 years

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“Why don’t I start with my fingers, first? Get you nice and ready for me, like it or not.” (Sub! Logan and Dom Patton? Maybe regular au? (By regular I mean in the mindscape- with Patton being the dad no one will believe Logan, right?

Prompts || NOT accepting! || N//S//F//W//

Warnings: Contains noncon, degrading language, and dark!Patton/unsympathetic!Patton.

A tremble arches down Logan’s back, the telltale sign of eyes upon his back, but he doesn’t have to turn around to know who’s watching him. A cheerful laugh comes from somewhere behind Logan, so gentle and unassuming…the very words everyone else uses to describe Patton. That, however, isn’t the Patton that Logan knows, and he has to wonder, is it the others who know the real Patton, or is it Logan? When he asks himself that, Logan isn’t certain which answer would quell the sour taste on his tongue.

Patton never lays a hand on Logan outside one of their respective rooms, not anything more than a gentle brush like he does with the others, gently guiding out of the way or leaning against during a movie night. It’s the soft moments like that, that Logan likes to remember, likes to think about Patton. Patton isn’t always angry and rough, he isn’t always frightening, but when he is… Logan swallows, having gotten distracted, only to realize he no longer hears Roman’s voice mingling with Patton’s. Roman has left, and that only leaves Patton…it leaves Logan alone with Patton.

Logan feels a hand on his hip, but it’s not gentle, nor is it brief. It’s purposeful, and before Logan can even open his mouth, the air around him whips past his face, and the air in him swoops right out. Patton almost never sinks or rises with someone else in tow, it’s a little extra work, and it’s hard to do gracefully. Logan isn’t sure he’d call this time graceful either, because before his feet are even steady on the ground again, Patton is pushing, shoving Logan backwards and stealing what little balance the logical side has left.

Luckily, (or not, Logan isn’t sure, and few people make him uncertain of anything) Logan doesn’t topple to the floor, but instead sinks onto a mattress that dips beneath his weight. Patton hasn’t even spoken yet, didn’t even want to order Logan upstairs, and that sour taste is back; Patton is in that mood tonight, and he’s not feeling patient. Swallowing dryly, Logan sits up, trying to ignore the way Patton’s eyes glint in the brief flash of lamp light, not the warm blue of the sky anymore, but the cold cobalt of the ocean. “I love when you stare Logan, but I’d prefer you start on something else!” Patton says, with a smile, a smile that’s nothing like what everyone else sees.

Logan tries to swallow again and finds that he can’t. “Patton, I’m not sure I’m…ready, tonight. I’ve got multiple—” Logan attempts an excuse of sorts, but then Patton is in front of him already, reaching up to curl his fingers around Logan’s tie, and Logan’s voice fizzles out.

“It’s funny Logan, because I’m not sure either, and correct me if I’m wrong, since I know that’s your favorite!” Patton grins, leaning down and pulling on the tie to bring Logan in close. “But, I don’t remember asking you.” Logan shuts his eyes just as Patton shoves him back down onto the mattress. Impatient fingers work open Logan’s belt, the buttons on his pants, yanking both that and Logan’s boxers down his long legs. Patton’s always been fond of Logan’s legs, and he usually likes to take time to appreciate them; Logan is tall, most of his height in these long legs, and Patton reaches up to pinch the skin of a slim thigh.

Logan jumps under the pinch, and Patton smiles at the pink mark that splotches Logan’s skin. “No talking back this time? I’m impressed, for the logical side, you take your time picking things up,” Patton says, making Logan flush a bit. Patton is never impressed with him, and though he doesn’t let that slip to anyone else, Logan can see it anyway. The over-exuberant claps, the childish giggle, the saccharine compliments, where the sugar coating those words is only sour, sour, sour. “Turn over, get on your knees,” Patton says suddenly, no longer playful, it’s an order, crystal clear, and still Logan doesn’t heed it.

“Patton, please, I’m not prepared, it’s been too long and I…” Logan hears Patton click his tongue, disapproving, and before Logan can backtrack, he feels hands grip around his waist. They’re the same hands that cook every day for everyone, the same hands that muss hair and fix clothes…the same hands that bruise, and bruise, and bruise. Logan muffles a cry when he finds Patton turning his hips, dragging Logan over so that his face is pressed into the sheets.

“I’m not in the mood for all this whining, Logan. How can I say it so you’ll understand…oh, how about this? My patience for you is infinitesimal today.” Patton lets out a little laugh, but that’s drowned out by the sound of his own jeans shuffling down, as Patton rests a knee on the mattress behind Logan. “Why don’t I start with my fingers, first? Get you nice and ready for me, like it or not.” Logan emits a quiet noise, not that it goes heeded as Patton reaches for a bottle of lube that lies askew on his dresser.

Patton coats his fingers generously, at least he always does that—he’ll hurt Logan, definitely, always, but he never injures him—and Logan flinches at the cold touch that starts first at his cock, sliding up his sac and towards his entrance. Patton sinks the first in, almost slow, and Logan takes a slow breath as the other man withdraws the digit…this time, it’s not slow, and a second one accompanies the first, spearing into Logan and drawing a groan. “All this time and you still need this much? You’re almost not worth it,” Patton murmurs, his voice so gentle despite the edge of his words. He fucks Logan for a few moments with two fingers before he pulls back, shoving in the third alongside the first couple. It garners a whine from Logan, not only from the slight sting as his hole is roughly widened, but because he knows the third is the last one.

Patton hums softly after a minute, too soon, too quick, and pulls his hand back to wipe it off on the back of Logan’s shirt. Logan is still while Patton shifts behind him, smoothing his palms up Logan’s ass and to his hips. One hand is sticky again with lube, and Logan feels Patton rock his hips forward, sliding his slick cock over Logan’s a few times. “You’re hard before I even got inside you, darling,” Patton coos, guiding the head of his cock against Logan’s entrance. Logan opens his mouth, biting down on the sheets just as Patton starts to sink forward.

This part is slow, the lazy sink inside, spreading quivering muscles inch by inch…Logan only bites the sheets harder, knuckles white in the bunched fabric, and lungs hesitating to accept the breath he sharply sucks in. He’s done this plenty of times (had this done to him plenty of times) to prepare himself better, now. It only hurts at first, and then Patton’s moving, not even pausing after he bottoms out in Logan, and Logan cries out into the sheets. Patton tangles a hand in Logan’s hair, messing it, and shoves the man’s face into the bed harder.

Patton isn’t slow anymore, he isn’t careful, he isn’t anything other than hard and heavy, drilling into Logan hard enough for the collision of their hips to echo. He’s bruising hips, bruising thighs, bruising trust. But still Patton doesn’t stop, of course not, he doesn’t stop when Logan’s breath hitches, undoubtedly crying, he doesn’t stop when Logan jolts and jitters, cumming unbidden onto the sheets, and he doesn’t stop when Logan tries to pull himself away, too sensitive and overwhelmed for Patton’s relentless fucking.

Patton groans low in his throat when he starts to cum, himself; it’s not too long behind Logan, feeling the way his boy tightens up on him, seeing the way Logan hides his face in shame, it always gets Patton fast. He pulls out just before orgasm, and shoots ropes of cum all over Logan’s ass and back, ruining another shirt. Logan trembles once Patton’s left him, strength dwindling fast, and soon he drops down, landing in the puddle of his own cum. It’s disgusting, he’s a mess, it’s a disgrace, and…

Patton’s leaned over him now, and he drops a kiss to Logan’s temple. “Clean up, darling,” he says, so loving, so soft, so the Patton the rest of them all know.

None of them know.

#Anonymous #not safe for sanders #rape //#noncon //#my writing #sanders sides fic #logicality #dom patton #sub logan #dark!patton #problematique #sleeping sides (queue)#unsympth patton #unsympathetic patton

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gay-dissapointment2 · 3 years

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double sided patton oh god this took way to long please help

#u!patton #unsympth patton #doodlem8 #tw unsympathetic patton #unsympathetic sides #tw angst #tw blood #art #fanart #fander

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cjstar01 · 4 years

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Unsympathetic tag

Ngl I accidentally came across unsympathetic Patton. And I thought it was a joke. Until I rewatched the series and became VERY awkward when ever Patton showed up.

Now I’ve found unsympathetic Virgil and I don’t wanna go wondering down that road because y’all really ruined Patton for me.

I know of unsympathetic deceit as well which I don’t believe is actually a thing since there isn’t enough deceit in the series.

What I’m trying to say is the unsympathetic tag is really a tag to bully the characters. You guys have successfully ruined a character for me.

I’ve also noticed that it’s hard to make Logan unsympathetic since he doesn’t care about feelings. He doesn’t allow his emotions to get in the way of his thinking.

And I mean if we’re gonna ruin every Character with the tag then I guess we should include everyone.

Edit:

Thank you everyone who is telling me to block the tag. I think that’s a cool feature (that idk how to use) and you should spread the use of it around. However, you guys should know that I’m not displeased with the tag. When I get on tumblr the unsympathetic tag is one of the things I search for.

I just wanted to say that it’s a bully tag. Like all I’m doing is stating the obvious.

Let me clear this. The unsympathetic tag is a bully to everyone else affected by it. Not the character who is under the tag. As in unsympathetic! Character =bully and other character(s) = victim

I purposely search the unsympathetic tag. I feel like I needed to say that twice.

I just wanted to point that out. So please stop sending me hate. And if you dislike what I’ve said, please block me and not reply. I don’t want to wake up to more hateful things spat around my face while it’s getting close to finals.

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