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(Or: My take on how invis pots harm the body)
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dreaming of a world where heads and tummies don't hurt
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Request! Can you do something with either loceit or logince with the prompt “wings”? I have a lot of brain rot for both urban magic and winged aus
I’ve written it! I got another request for something similar and this prompt has been haunting me since I got it lamo
Thank you for the ask ❤️
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hi, umm... i saw you were writing fanfics for different aus, and were taking requests. umm, if its still open could i please request a bird wing au for loceit, please
also, i need jan petting logi after he overworks himself im sorry im really sleep deprived and crave affection so hhhnnngggghhh
if requests are closed, oc its ok, i understand, nw.
Ok, I’m going to be honest. I’m barely in the sander sides fandom anymore and I haven’t written in a while because of personal stuff,
HOWEVER!
For some reason this ask inspired me so I might finish up my last WIP’s once I have some more energy!
Thank you for the request and I hope you enjoy <3333
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Take a break (run away with me for the summer)
a/n: Hello Sanders Sides fandom! As you can probably tell from my inactivity I had mostly fallen out of the fandom. However before I go I wanted finish up my remaining WIP’s (and maybe some last requests idk), this fandom has been so important to me and I couldn’t leave entirely lol. So, please enjoy and I’ll see you on the other side <333
Pairings: Loceit
Warnings: overworking, exhaustion, self-neglect, and very slightly scandalous actions
Word count: 885
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There weren’t very many things in the world that Logan hated, but being interrupted when he was working made him want to scream.
The moment Janus had knocked on his door Logan’s black crow wings bristled aggressively, slamming against the stiff cushion of his swivel chair.
“Come in,” he said with a sigh.
“Logan?” Janus asked, opening the door. His brown and yellow eyes scanned Logan judgmentally.
“When was the last time you slept?” He asked, crossing his arms.
Logan turned towards Janus, pushing down a wince as his right wing popped painfully.
“I’m perfectly fine Janus, I’ve slept” he said, glaring sharply.
“When?” Janus snapped back.
Logan inhaled sharply, putting his head against his wooden desk.
The blue LEDs lit up the shiny wood, it was cool against his warm skin.
He just wanted to get this done, it was important. Who cares if he hadn’t moved in a couple hours? He was fine.
Janus signed from behind him. “Logan, this isn’t healthy. It’s my job as your friend to make sure you’re taking care of yourself. And this,” he gestured at Logan slumped over against his desk, “is not good for you”
Janus crossed the room silently, his tan woodpecker wings brushing softly against the carpet.
He placed a gloved hand gently on Logan’s shoulder. “Lo, please. I want you to be safe. Just take a break.”
Logan shook his head, sitting back up. “Janus I need to finish this project, the council needs it tomorrow and I’ve still got at least another 20 pages to go”
“How many pages have you finished in the last half hour?” Janus asked.
“Umm two.” Logan said, scrolling back up, “but I can usually get around 8 done in a hour so I’ll be done in approximately two and a half hours if I stay productive”
“It’s already 3am, it’ll be morning by the time you finish.” Janus rubbing Logan’s shoulder carefully, as if he was something delicate, something precious.
“You’re exhausted, you’ll be more productive when you wake up, and you don’t have to sleep long, just a couple hours.” Janus said, his voice like thick golden honey, “what time is the project needed tomorrow”
“8pm” Logan said, pressing his lips together.
“That’s plenty of time once you wake up to finish. Just a little nap, for me.” Janus said, looking down at Logan with a small smile.
Logan felt his resolve crumble.
“Four hours. That’s it. I will set a timer” he said glaring at Janus.
Janus’ thin smile grew into a grin, his sharp fangs pressing against his bottom lip.
Logan needed to stop getting distracted by Janus’ mouth.
In a blur of gentle coaxing and kind silk covered hands Logan found himself lying on his stomach on his mattress.
Janus sat next to him on the bed, touching his wings as though they were made of glass.
“Oh Logan,” he said breathlessly, “your poor wings.”
“When was the last time you preened?” He asked, pulling his hand back as a handful of feathers fell onto the sheets.
Logan shrugged. Objectively he knew it was important to stay on top of these kinds of things, but this project had been so important to him that preening had slipped his mind.
“Would it be ok if I preened them now? I’m used to doing Remus’ so I know how to handle beat up wings.” Janus said with a small laugh.
“Mmmhmm” Logan hummed. He spread his wings as far as he could and tried to relax.
Janus tugged off his gloves and dress shoes, rising to a kneeling position on the bed.
He carefully brought a leg over Logan’s, “is this ok?” He asked, hesitating warily.
“Yeah” Logan breathed, turning into the pillow in hopes Janus wouldn’t see his flaming cheeks.
Careful clawed hands settled gently at the base of Logan’s left wing. He suppressed a shiver as they slowly raked through his black feathers.
Looking back up at Janus he saw his friend (friend friend friend) concentrating fiercely on the task at hand.
He fell into a haze of bliss as the grime was cleaned from his stiff wings. The only thing that mattered was Janus’ cool hands on his wings and the sound of their rhythmic breathing.
After what felt like a second and yet years Janus finished the tip of Logan’s right wing.
Logan winned at the lost contact. Above him Janus laughed lightly.
“Sweet dreams Lo” he whispered, pressing a kiss to the side of Logan’s head.
He quietly pulled away from the half asleep figure, only to be stopped by a thin hand on his wrist.
“Logan?” Janus asked, blinking in surprise.
“Stay” Logan rasped “please”
Janus smiled, “of course” he murmured.
Silence fell as Janus wrapped Logan in a soft hold. with his nose pressed against Logan’s soft hair, Janus smiled.
“Love you” he whispered into Logan’s curls. Logan leaned his head into Janus’ chest and sighed. “Love you too Jan.”
With that Logan surrendered himself to the comforting expense of sleep, warm and loved.
Needless to say they slept more than four hours.
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does anyone here remmmebr.... sadist baby tommy drawing..............
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“He sighed and reluctantly began drinking the soup, seems like he was gonna be stuck here for a while.”
Not gonna tag anyone but feel free to hop on if you want!
Okay anyone, TELL ME YOUR WIP’S LAST SENTENCE
Mine is “Let’s be clear: I am not the hero.”
I based the narrating character off of Roman Sanders.
Cry or don’t, but share @gender-i-hardly-know-er @lost-in-thought-20 @chaoticpanenergy and anyone
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I agree, that was my point :)
I just mean long term plot wise the setting in one scene may not have significance and that’s ok.
The setting is super important for other reasons, which is why saying everything must have plot relevance is incorrect and can detract from the beauty of a story.
"Cut everything that doesn't advance the plot" no. I'm gonna write more stuff that doesn't advance the plot
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I like to think of it as instead of moving the plot is it conveying a message. Describing the setting might not be important in the long run but it puts you closer to the character and makes a more intimate story.
Write what makes you happy, there are no rules in art
"Cut everything that doesn't advance the plot" no. I'm gonna write more stuff that doesn't advance the plot
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Hey guys, I know thee probably aren’t a lot of you reading this but I wanted to give an update on my inactivity.
Turns out I have really bad depression and in order to manage the past few months I’ve been putting almost all of my energy into school and the social stuff that’s been going on with me.
However I was just put on new meds a couple weeks ago and for the first time in months I was able to write again. Obviously I’m still going to prioritize my health but hopefully if the meds keep working I should be back in the swing of things pretty soon!
Unfortunately, I regret to say that I am moving fandoms a little bit. Sanders sides got me through some rough shit and I’ll definitely continue writing and publishing some works for the fandom but I’ve moved on to the DreamSMP at the moment.
We shall see, hyper-fixations can change like the tide I suppose.
Thank you all for your support, hope to see you more soon <333333
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ITS APRIL 13 YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
FETCH ME NEIL
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forbidden neil the rat photos
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No thoughts
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You're not the slowest writer, I've been telling my friends that I'll write my stories since 2016-17 and i have just two chapter in one story and they already contradict each other 😅
w o w those are old stories.
I guess the best pieces take time :D
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Itll be fine
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