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Just How Lovely He Is
Summary: Logan gets lost in thought as he thinks about his life with Virgil, deciding after that a kiss is definitely needed.
Warnings: very brief, non explicit sex mention.
Ships: Romantic Analogical, Logan x Virgil
Word Count: 1, 573
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Logan smiled softly as he watched Virgil from over the edge of his book. He hadn't turned the page in a while but thankfully the younger man hadn't seemed to notice over the music playing on the counter beside him. Evanescence played a rolling beat to accompany the clanking of dishes Virgil had insisted on doing, bowls and pans from their late lunch of valiantly attempted vegetable stir fry stacked gleaming in the drip rack. He still wore his hoodie, albeit with the sleeves scrunched up tight above his elbows, tendons tensing and releasing in his thin wrists as he scrubbed at a patch of rice stuck burnt to a pan's bottom. Logan's smile grew wider as the other huffed at his long bangs that had fallen into his eyes to make them fluff away for a moment only to let them fall back again.
His hair was just as long as when Logan first met him, all bite and almost no show as his sarcastic quips kept people at a comfortable arm distance, preferably more if he could manage it. But he had needed help and Logan was right there. He remembered how the darkly dressed boy had turned to him angrily, false bravado flashing in his eyes but fingers twisting in stretched out sleeves telling an entirely different story. The math had been hard, calculus being new to both of them and Logan with only the tiniest step up in understanding to really add to Virgil's confusion. They had both stuck it out though, too stubborn to give up on what they had silently agreed would be a one time thing anyway and as long as they had worked together in class they may as well puzzle out their homework together at the library.
The library had turned to the common area, and the common area Logan's dorm room where Virgil had discovered his self edited poster of Ellie from Up pointing to a NASA logo exclaiming "Adventure is out there!". Virgil had laughed, calling him a nerd to which Logan had immediately bristled but quickly calmed when the emo began rambling about his old dorm mate that had been obsessed with all things Disney and Pixar, Up being a movie Roman would cry in the beginning for every single time it was put on. He went on to talk about debates the two would have and the arguments that would often break out about the true meaning behind the films which had then dissolved into conspiracy theories that Logan was quickly sucked into, homework forgotten as they chatted long into the evening, only shutting up once their stomachs growled and they had laughed at the hours that went by, mutually deciding pizza over calculus was the way to go.
The first time Logan remembers thinking Virgil was beautiful they were eating at a park bench trading class gossip back and forth when he had said something particularly relatable, making Logan's eyes light up as he dug out a flashcard he had just made without thinking, nodding to himself before quoting "same-sise". Virgil had looked so confused as Logan registered what he had done, quickly hiding the note card against his stomach and looking down in shame.
"What did you just say L?" He had said.
"I was...I had read the slang word a few times and looked it up since it seemed relevant. I'm not...the most proficient at new social terms."
"Hey it's alright, honestly. Can I see?"
Reluctantly he had handed over his cards and watched as Virgil read the word over. "It's pronounced same-seas. But you used it in the right context. Some of these are outdated though...I could teach you the new ones people use now if you want? So you can keep up with conversations and stuff."
Flabbergasted Logan could only nod, watching as a huge grin broke out on Virgil's face, one of the few genuine smiles he offered. No judgement, not even a hint of disdain were found in his gray green eyes, making Logan's stomach flip with an unfamiliar feeling at the thought of being listened to, wanted, and only one thought graced him with its presence as Virgil began talking again.
'Beautiful'
Later on Logan learned about Virgil's panic attacks, helping him through several and regularly guiding his breathing before tests and after classes. Virgil learned of his own pent up anxiety attacks and was always there to lay a careful hand on his shoulder or words of encouragement from a safe distance away. They learned it was okay to lean on each other, asking for help at two in the morning or a hug at three. Virgil found tight hugs and soothing backrubs grounding while Logan found he very much enjoyed the others pale fingers carding through his dark hair. They weren't always physically affectionate, sometimes they couldn't be as touch could be too overwhelming, so quiet 'heys' were exchanged with soft looks instead.
The first time 'I love you' was said it was whispered so quietly Logan had almost missed it, tucked under the blankets with his legs tangled with Virgil's and fingers threaded together. His heart had nearly stuttered to a stop, emotions overflowing as those three words hit him harder than anything anyone had ever said to him. It hurt, how much he loved Virgil, with his despicable music taste he had grown accustomed to and had downloaded to his phone. His dyed purple hair that he grumbled about staining the towels. The way he always had the AC cranked up because of the oversized hoodie he wore everywhere all year long since it was his favorite comfort item. His chipped fingernail polish and dark eyeshadow that did nothing to hide the bright smile that had slowly become more and more common. He had choked on his sobs, Virgil's breath hitching as he began to stutter out an apology before lips were being pressed to his own even as tears dripped down to splash against his cheeks. Logan had pulled back, embarrassed, just managing to gasp out his long belated confession.
"I love you too. Virgil, I love you so much-" Their lips had met again, softer and sweeter and nowhere near perfect with snot dripping from Logan's nose and Virgil's palms sweaty with anxiety but it was fine because Virgil loved him.
Virgil loved him.
And Logan loved Virgil. From chaste kisses shared (not so) discreetly in the halls to heavier ones shared between moans behind firmly shut doors. Logan held Virgil's hand or linked pinkies or pulled him down on his lap as he read. Virgil wrapped warm and safe arms around his shoulders or held his face between cold palms or brushed their shoulders gently in passing. They shared friendly banter and heated arguments alike, both too stubborn to admit to a wrongdoing in the moment and having cool off separately for however long it took for one to miss the other, which was never that long at all really.
Unfortunately life had gotten in the way. Different jobs across the town and neither of them owning a car meant Virgil stayed in an apartment building close to his work while Logan did likewise miles away. Still more often than not they enjoyed each others company in either apartment, Virgil's being smaller and cramped while Logan had yet to disclose he had rented a two bedroom much closer to a mid way point between their respective jobs. They had discussed it earlier but at the time neither of them had had the finances so it was put in the back burner. Until now.
Logan came back from his reverie to see Virgil finishing up drying the dishes, mouthing along to a new song as he bounced in place slightly to the tune, making Logan smile yet again. Everything Virgil did was infuriatingly adorable, from his hips swaying slightly as he bent to put a pan back to the way he tried to be subtle about pushing back the hair he knew had grown too long from his face. Mind made up, Logan stood and smoothly took away the towel to place it on the counter, reaching up to gently brush Virgil's bangs from his beautiful eyes staring at him in question. Instead of answering Logan brought both hands up to the others cheeks, brushing them over softly with his thumb as he leaned forward.
Their lips met as Virgil twisted Logan's shirt in his fists to pull him closer, closed mouth kiss long and lingering as they smiled into it. Logan brought his hand around the back of Virgil's neck and tipped his head slightly, deepening the kiss with a simple swipe of the tongue, teeth carefully avoided with practice and mouths moving in sync. Logan pulled away first only just enough to lean forward and press their foreheads together, still holding the other as gently as he would a treasure, eyes locking as Virgil's eyes crinkled with adoring amusement.
"What was that for you sap?" He asked softly, rubbing tiny circles against his stomach through his now wrinkled shirt.
The extra apartment key felt heavy in his pocket with the added storm cloud keychain he had had specially commissioned, weighing his pocket with a promise he couldn't wait to make. "No reason."
Smiling he kissed the other again and again, making him laugh and bat playfully at his face.
No reason at all.
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too-much-yike · 4 months
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i don’t think it actually happened like this, but it’s funny to think that the prize was just another prank by virgil
BONUS:
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the gift was a trip to barnes and noble where he could grab whatever books he wanted
also plenty of apology kisses <3
8th time trying to post this properly let’s go
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analogicalreasoning · 3 months
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Another doodle <3
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Accessory swap~!!
I know, it's not Analogical, I'm slowly being overtaken by a love for Loceit and I do not apologize in the slightest (maybe I kinda do, depends if you followed purely for Analogical or not, oops)
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beatriz-lioness · 2 months
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Very old Sanders Sides art from my sketchbook (I'm too lazy to add watermark)
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I forgot to post it back then 🤡
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falling-star-cygnus · 3 months
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its been a hot minute since i've watched Sanders Sides but wow; y'all were not joking about Logan's longing gazes towards Virgil
like- how did i miss that
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adalwolfgang · 1 year
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Added orange cuz why not?
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🐸 patt-on-the-back Follow
you're so cute, janus :)
⚕️hiss-teria Follow
sounds like a whole lot of projection to me but go off
🐸 patt-on-the-back Follow
wha-
🐸 patt-on-the-back Follow
OHHHH
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soc1850 · 2 months
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“Halley’s Comet,
comes around more than I do
But you’re all it takes for me
to break a promise.
Silly me to fall in love with you”
💜🪐💙
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cutepilleddd · 8 months
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Logan ranting to Virgil after a particularly frustrating episode
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takethesunnysideup · 2 months
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Virgil: Dude, Logan would’ve snapped his crank if we just up and left work.
Virgil: You gotta be responsible sometimes.
Janus: And that’s why we don’t have tickets for wrestling, because all you can think about is Logan’s crank.
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pools-of-sides · 3 months
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Analogical Shipboard
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Spiral
Summary: What if the reason Virgil and Logan weren’t present in Putting Others First was because they were putting themselves first? Fic based off a theory I had that Virgil didn’t show because he was panicking and Logan stayed behind to help him through it.
Warnings: Anxiety attack
Ships: Platonic analogical
Word Count: 921
AO3 Link
"What the f*ck, everybody??"
Virgil cringes down further as he hears Thomas' angry tone echo through the mind scape, squeezing his eyes shut as a jittery numbness overtakes his limbs and his stomach flips over itself once again. He feels his panic rising faster than he can remember to breathe and he's stuck drowning in the piled up events that he hadn't yet had time to dissect properly, trying to focus instead on not making Thomas out to be a bumbling idiot through his weak attempts at social interaction through the wedding.
The softness of his hoodie is barely a comfort as he remembers the awful itch the suit created; layers making everything stick to overly sensitive skin that felt far too stretched over his bones to be normal. The light of his phone was almost too much competition with the outside lights burning his eyes but if he didn't have the phone then he would have had nothing to do with his hands and word crush was a welcome distraction from the tidal wave of emotion he was desperately trying to hold back.
His eyes squeezed tighter at the way he had made them freeze when Lee and Mary Lee had inevitability approached Thomas, frantically shooting down every response that could be seen as anything other than sincere and fine but making Thomas stand awkwardly fumbling with what to say as a result. An involuntary whimper escaped him as he thought of the camera mans dismissal of his less than excited face, too relieved to feel hurt at the prospect of being cut out of a photo.
And they hadn't cared. They hadn't even cared! And now Thomas was angry and guilty and regretful and the emotions were too much to process on top of the events he had yet to get over and the fingernails digging into his palms didn't even feel like anything-
"...."
because it was too much and he couldn't breathe
"..gil..."
and if he couldn't breathe then he wasn't real
"...Virg..."
and if he wasn't real then
"Virgil!"
He gasped out a whine as his eyes darted around frantically before they locked with Logan's, shrinking back at the intense amount of concern shining in the normally passive gaze.
"You can hear me?"
Mouth still gaping open for air that he was only managing to get shallow swallows of he ducked his chin an inch, thankfully satisfying the logical side.
"I'm here for you Virgil, and I won't leave unless you tell me to do so. You are safe, and this will pass." Logan slowly sat back on his heels now that he had the other's attention, aware of Virgil tracking his every move.
"I'm going to breathe and I'd like to you to copy me. Can you do that, Virgil?"
Hearing his name again brought him just a little further out of the fog, tightening his grip on his knees as he managed another small nod. His eyes stayed glued to Logan as the other took in a long, steadying breath, exaggerating the pace and volume for his benefit, which he greatly appreciated as it helped dull the insistent ringing in his ears. His stuttered copied breath was let out too soon, a vice clamping on his chest in light of the mistake.
But Logan only smiled at him reassuringly. "It's okay. Try again."
So he did, and got in a deeper breath than before just as his vision started to blur, letting out the breath much faster than Logan but slower than previously. Again, another breath longer this time, with the gasp out a little less audible than before. Again and again until Logan's exaggerated volume died down and Virgil’s death grip slowly released his aching knees, fingers stiff and far too cold, sweaty as they were.
"Virgil." He looked up at the gentle prompt.
Logan suddenly seemed very unsure of himself as his hands fumble loosely with his tie. "What do you need? Should I leave-"
"No!" Virgil croaked out in urgency. His limbs still tingled as his brain struggled to reestablish reality around him. He felt suddenly exhausted, leaning back against the wall tiredly as he watched Logan. "I can't- please don't go."
They both sat in silence as they listened to the argument still going on above them, Logan nodding as he seemed to gain confidence over his next decision. Virgil watched as he quickly conjured a book and a phone, scooting over to sit beside him before pausing.
"I'm sorry I didn't - I should have asked if this was okay, are you-"
"It's fine, L." Virgil quickly assured him before sliding over to rest tiredly against the other side, feeling himself relax slightly as the physical contact served to ground him further. Logan nodded and flipped open his book, cocking his head to listen to the events still going on before beginning to type in the phone.
"Time for some Logan Lowdowns." Virgil smirked as his eyes slid shut, the steady sound of typing and page flipping lulling him slightly.
'Boy are they in for it now,' he thought tiredly. "Hey, Logan?" He said instead.
The other paused immediately. "Yes, Virgil?"
"Thank you."
"Of course, I'll always be here to help you."
Virgil smiled. "Just my cool teacher being his cool self."
The typing paused again as Logan huffed out a quiet laugh before continuing, letting Virgil settle down further. Content and secure with the knowledge that he would be safe, he drifted off into a blissfully dreamless sleep.
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too-much-yike · 6 months
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happy halloween :)
no i’m not late idk what ur talking about.
also birthday gift for our boy logan. gets to kiss his cute bf
update: fully rendered third pic here
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analogicalreasoning · 3 months
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"He could practically hear Patton’s response, telling him he had fallen from grace."
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Little gift for @analoceits based off their fic Raven Wings!
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luvmomoiz · 4 months
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>happy holidays everyone!!! have an analogical board!! the new asides has rewired my brain and i think im gonna rewatch tss for the millionth time....expect a moceit board for this episode also!!!
>divider from here!!
💜💙💜 / 💙 / 💜💙💜
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logan-the-artist · 5 months
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Dude your stuff is amazing and the serotonin is higher for having seen your stuff.
Can I get some Prinxiety in these trying times? Or if you'd do poly ships, Logicaliceit?
thank you so much!!! you have no idea how happy this made me <33
here’s the cuties!!!
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plus a dumb little prinxiety doodle:
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