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monkeythefander · 23 days

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Analogince Headcannons💜💙❤️

Am I participating in my own event/ship week? Yes, I am 😁. Am I also posting this a little bit early? Yes, because I’m too excited to wait until it’s officially the 29th in my timezone. I wanted to eventually make headcannons for this ship, so I thought I’d make some based on some of the prompts for Analogince Week 2024. I didn’t write for every single prompt because I didn’t have ideas for some of them. These headcannons all take place in a human au.

@analoginceweek

The prompts I chose to write for were the following:

Day 1 (April 29th): Library / Theater

Day 2 (April 30th): Nightmare

Day 3 (May 1st): Disney / Adventure

Day 4 (May 2nd): “Are you okay?”

Day 5 (May 3rd): “Here is where we shall stay.”

Extra ideas: Tea, and Companionable Silence.

Content warnings: mention of lunch (nothing specific, just getting lunch together), mention of nightmares (also nothing specific), mention of tea, let me know if I missed anything else.

Click below the cut to read the headcannons

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- Virgil wanted to contribute to the local theater’s upcoming musical. Acting wasn’t one of his best skills, so he decided to contribute using the skill he’s mostly confident in, which is his illustration abilities. The theater was looking for people to help sketch out designs for and paint parts of the set, so Virgil decided to help. While working at the theater, he met Roman, who was acting in the play. Virgil was busy painting when Roman approached him and started a conversation about the play. The two men quickly fell into a nice conversation about whatever came to mind, and from that day on, they continued to talk to each other whenever they had free time at the theater.

- Besides helping out at the theater, Virgil also worked at the local, public library. He mostly was in charge of organizing the books. He wasn’t put at the front desk often. One day, when Virgil was organizing some of the book shelves, a man approached him. This man was Logan, and he was asking Virgil if the library had a specific book about the solar system. Virgil led Logan to the book he was looking for and the two ended up having a nice conversation about outer space. Logan also mentioned that he needed the book to reference for a lesson he had planned for his students; he’s a teacher. After that conversation, Virgil didn’t think he’d see Logan again. But Logan ended up returning to the library a lot to look for more space themed books and to talk to Virgil about the books. The emo man enjoyed the conversations; it made his job more interesting.

- One day, Virgil decides to introduce Roman and Logan to each other. The emo man hopes the two will get along, since he thinks they’d be good friends too. The three men decide to get lunch together and Logan and Roman are able to bond over their interest in poetry and Greek mythology. Seeing his two friends getting along makes Virgil smile, but he tries to hide his smile behind his hand. At this moment, he also realizes that he might just love these two, wonderful men. Virgil doesn’t plan on saying anything about his feelings yet though.

- Virgil didn’t end up being the first one to confess his feelings. That title went to Roman. It was several months after Roman and Logan were introduced to each other that Roman realized he had feelings for the emo and the nerd. So like the romantic he is, Roman decided to create a fun way to confess. He was a bit nervous that they wouldn’t feel the same way, but he couldn’t hide his feelings forever. So Roman set up an adventure for his crushes to go on; it was a scavenger hunt. He set up clues for them all over town in spots the three of them liked to hang out, and then made the final destination the diner where they all hung out for the first time. Once Virgil and Logan arrived at the diner, Roman confessed his feelings and the emo and nerd said they liked him back. So they became boyfriends that day.

- After dating for a year, the three men decided to move in with each other. They did a lot of searching online until eventually Roman said “Here is where we shall stay” as he pointed at the photo of a nice house on the laptop screen. Logan and Virgil agreed with Roman’s statement. This house would be perfect for them. Roman had wanted a house with a front porch he could put a nice, rocking chair on. Logan wanted a house with three bedrooms so if any of them needed some personal space at night, they could have their own beds instead of sharing one all the time. Virgil wanted a house with a nice backyard where he could just sit and draw. The house they found online met all these needs, so the three boyfriends were definitely buying it.

- Before moving in together, the three men never really saw each other when they were feeling super upset or stressed. So now that they lived together, the boyfriends saw every aspect of each other’s lives, and got into a routine of making sure everyone was feeling okay. If anyone seemed like something was bothering them, they’d be asked “Are you okay?” If Virgil woke up from a nightmare and couldn’t fall back asleep for the rest of the night, Logan would make some tea to help calm Virgil down and Roman would gently hug the emo man and whisper comforting words to him.

- If Roman was feeling worried about an upcoming play, Virgil will remind him of how great he is at acting and offer to practice reading whatever script Roman had to memorize at the moment. Logan would also offer to read through lines with Roman, and provide advice whenever Roman requested feedback.

- If Logan stayed up too late grading papers for his students, Roman and Virgil would remind him it’s time for bed. Virgil would offer to help Logan finish up grading after they all got some sleep. After they get Logan to lay down in bed, Roman will quietly sing to help Logan relax more and fall asleep.

- The three boyfriends like to sit in companionable silence with each other when they all just want a quiet and relaxing day. Logan will sit on the couch with a book. Roman will plop down on the couch, rest his head on Logan’s shoulder, and just watch random videos on his phone with headphones on. Virgil will sit on the floor in front of the couch and sketch whatever comes to mind. Most of the time the emo finds himself drawing his boyfriends sitting on the couch, like they are in that moment.

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End Notes: Thanks for reading! As always, if you like any of these headcannons and want to make a fanfic or fanart based on them you can. You just need to ask me first, and then tag and credit me in the post so I can see it.

-Monkey💜

AO3 Link to these headcannons: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55441837

#sanders sides #sanders sides headcannons #sanders sides human au #analogince #analoginceweek2024 #virgil x logan x roman #virgil sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #virgil x logan #virgil x roman #logan x roman

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fantastyfanfictionist · 3 months

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The Secret Canvas: A Tale of Art and Adventure

If you enjoy this story please reblog. As always feedback is encouraged and welcome. Summary: Upon inheriting a mansion Virgil's exploration leads to unexpected adventures.

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“Hi Virgil!” The executor, Sarah, met up with him as the taxi drove away. “Thank you for meeting me, especially on such short notice and all the way out here.”

Virgil slung his backpack over his shoulder and sighed.

She continued. “It’s just that it was extremely hard to find-”

Virgil tuned out what she was saying and looked at the house in front of him. It was a mansion, literally. Two, maybe three stories tall, a wrap-around porch, a turret on one side and so many windows.

‘Who lives here?’ Virgil wondered following Sarah up the stairs.

“I’ll show you to the office and we’ll go over some things.” She unlocked the door and Virgil entered behind her.

“Wow,” He couldn’t help but mumbled. The inside was old? Antique? He wasn’t sure, but it was stunning. Some of the furniture had white covers and there was dust everywhere.

He was in a lobby area with what he guessed were chairs and side tables. Stairs wrapped around and there was a balcony looking down with doors going past what he could see.

“In here please?” Sarah opened a door to his left.

Virgil put down his backpack and followed her.

This room was clean compared to the rest of the house. A desk and some chairs. A bookshelf lined the back wall.

Sarah sat on a chair and pulled out some papers. “First order of business.” She handed Virgil a copy.

“This is a sealed will and I was named the Executor of it. Legally, I don’t have to give you a copy or explain this to you, but it states that the inheritance must go to next of kin and you seem young, I’ll do you the favor.”

“Okay,” Virgil looked confused. “If this is a will, do I have to sign anything?”

“No,” Sarah smiled. “That’s only in movies. You sign if you disagree and take it back to court. Because you are the sole beneficiary, you did get notice to get a copy of the will if you like. I don’t think you knew about that though.”

Virgil shook his head, looking at the papers in his hand. Sarah continued.

“Because you’re the only one with assets to get, the probate stage was a lot faster than normal, and I waited to meet with you in person until it was over.”

“So I could’ve found this out at any point, since when?”

“For about a 6 months now. Like I said, legally I don’t have to give you a copy, just have to let you know how to get one. And I don’t have to meet you in person. But I feel in your best interest, it would be better for me to do so.”

“Thanks?” Virgil looked at the papers. “Not to be insensitive but who is Walter Brooks?”

“I believe he was your great-great grandfather’s uncle.”

“Never heard of him.”

“He was a painter. Like you.” She beamed.

“You know-”

“Have you heard of Eliot Canvas?” She seemingly changed the subject.

“Practically all painters know him. No one knows who his real identity is.”

“Yeah, turns out it’s Walter Brooks. The paintings that are not finished around the house confirm that.”

Virgil sat back in his chair. Disbelief written on his face, Sarah laughed.

“You are getting his house as well as everything in it.”

“Why am I getting all his things? There was no one else? No grand kids? No brothers with family?”

“You are next of kin. You’re the only person alive with relation to him.”

“If it was that long ago why now?”

“His will stated to read through when his brother’s and sister’s passed on. The last one did sometime last year. This is your house now, I think you’ll like it. It’s surrounded by trees and a big yard and no one really comes on this side of town anyway. Likely you won’t be disturbed by a bunch of neighbors.” She handed him a key and a notepad with some numbers on it. “There’s a safe in one of the rooms. I have to get going, but it was nice meeting you and I wish you good luck.” They stood and Sarah reached and shook Virgil’s hand.

Not long after Virgil was left in silence. “Time to explore I guess.” He muttered to himself, picking up his backpack he walked up the stairs.

The upstairs was a little less decorated than the downstairs, but the view looking down was beautiful nonetheless. A chandelier Virgil didn’t notice before hung on the ceiling a little ways away from the doorway and light from one of the windows shone on it, beaming little rainbows across the room. There was a hallway with doors lined up and down both sides.

“Start from one side I guess.” Virgil walked to one end of the hall. “Empty room.” He moved on to the next. “Empty... Empty... Empty... Empty… Empty… Do any of these at least have a bed?” The next few doors were also empty and Virgil was on the last one from the hallway. “Emp-” Virgil paused when he saw it wasn’t empty like he expected. “Stairs?” A circular railing led up somewhere and Virgil walked into the room.

“Must be the attic.” He climbed the stairs. “Wow,” He breathed out. It was brighter than he expected, caused by the many windows lining the wall, letting in natural light. The sunset created a glow across the room, filled with mostly blank canvas’s and a few half-finished ones.

Pulling out his own smaller canvas and paintbrush Virgil walked up to the window, in awe at the view.

Forest was in front of him and to his right a field half full of flowers and half of what he assumed were weeds. Faintly in the distance to his left he saw some roofs of buildings, most likely the rest of town. Sarah was right, this house is secluded. ‘Just the way I like it.”

Paintbrush still in hand he turned to look at the rest of the canvas’s in the room. “That’s odd?” He noticed a finished painting behind some half finished ones.

The odd thing wasn’t that it was finished, but that it had no dust on it. “For an old painting it sure looks clean.”

He walked over towards it. From what he could see, it was the view he just saw out the window, and it did have some small differences. Instead of buildings in the distance it was more trees and the field was all flowers. Virgil moved the paintings in front of it and picked up the finished canvas.

In an instant, light blinded him and he had to close his eyes. Virgil slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a strangely familiar field. “The painting!”

Part 1/?

#ssfanfic #virgil sanders #sanders sides fanfic #painter Virgil #ts fanfic #sanders sides human au #fanfic #the secret canvas: a tale of art and adventure #The secret Canvas #human au #Roman Sanders #Logan Sanders #Patton Sanders

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puzzled-pegasus · 6 months

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Sanders Sides human AU but Remus has his emblem tattooed on his ass where it is on his costume in the actual series

Roman probably has his too but it's like on his arm or something

#sanders sides #ts sides #remus sanders #sanders sides human au #roman sanders

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ashs-random-writing · 1 year

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a burning feeling

Chapter one

Ao3

When Patton, a young-ish human, feels drawn to the mountains that house dragons, he doesn't know why he follows the feeling. He definitely doesn't know why the dragons seem so... protective

*note- dragons use it/its as their prominent gender neutral pronouns*

As Patton walked around, he wondered how many people he saw had ever been near the mountains. The mountains were far in the distance, though, for the dragons that lived in them, it wasn’t as big of a distance.

He looked at them, considering. There was nothing stopping him from going closer, barring the multitude of warning signs and verbal warnings he had been given

He knew the rumours that dragons were bloodthirsty monsters, full of anger and greed. He doubted that was true for the entire species. After all, the same sentiment could be held to humans, and yet, most of the people he had briefly met had purposefully gone out of their way to warn him of potential danger.

He would wait for nightfall, so no one could stop him, and he would go up to the mountains. At best, he would see a dragon in person, and get out unharmed (yay!) and at worst-

Well, they didn’t call him an optimist for nothing. He smiled, buying a cloak to protect him from the harsh cold of the night and got ready to watch the sunset.

He stayed on the roof the inn he was staying in (with the owner’s permission, of course) until the moon was high in the sky, and the only lights were the luminous plants that were scattered haphazardly by mother nature. They were magic, the townsfolk claimed, though didn’t elaborate on what kind. Patton shrugged, letting them light his way.

His cloak was warm, but he was still cold. He always was. He was slowly getting closer to the mountain, and it was getting bigger. He could see a plume of smoke floating out of a cave

He was glad that he was getting close, and he looked at the steep path.

He didn’t quite know why he was doing this. It just... felt right, he supposed.

The moon was lowered down significantly, by the time he actually got to the mountains, and it took a while for him to get to the cave. He always was weak, so climbing want his strong suit. The sun was long since risen, it’s beauty illuminating the dark mouth of the cave

The smoke came from deep inside, and Patton followed it, passing riches and trinkets galore. This would be more than enough to pay off every single debt he was in

Though, that wouldn’t happen; all of this gold, these jewels, they weren’t his to take, weren’t his to use. He wouldn’t.

He found the dragon a while later, curled up around even more gold. Patton didn’t know why he felt so at peace here, but he did. He felt so right.

The dragon had purple scales, perfectly polished to the point of them being as shiny as all of the gold around them. Patton sat down and watched it. It was sleeping, as Patton should’ve been. It was big, each scale the size of his torso. Patton basked in the warmth that seeped out from the dragon’s body, and yawned, almost subconsciously curling up on the stone ground

When he woke up, the dragon was still asleep. Patton smiled, pulling his cloak further over himself, and waiting

There wasn’t any sunlight in here, and certainly no clocktowers, so he was forced to guess the passage of time. It was maybe an hour later that the dragon started to wake up. The first thing it did was focus its attention onto him, growling lowly. For some reason, Patton wasn’t scared. He giggled slightly.

The dragon sniffed him, and Patton was lifted into the air by the hood of his cloak. The dragon was making little chirping-click noises, though they were still holding him with their teeth. Patton tried to mimic the noises, but found that he couldn’t. He twisted around, as best he could, to look at his... captor? They had started glowing slightly, he realised.

Patton moved around, deciding that the feeling of being carried like this wasn’t as fun as he would like. The dragon made a noise, and soon, Patton was left in what looked a little bit like a nest. It was too small for the dragon, though, and the edges were too high for Patton to get out of. Patton looked at the dragon

Why was he in a nest?

He stood up, and started going towards the edges, though a large claw pushed him back gently. Patton tilted his head and looked up at the dragon’s face. It was large, with golden eyes staring him down. He still wasn’t intimidated. He couldn’t explain it, but he needed to stay near them.

They retreated from the nest for a few minutes, in which Patton tried to climb out to find them, but he only got partially to the top, before they came back, another dragon with them. This one had dark blue scales, reminding Patton of the night sky. They were larger than Dragon One, their noises deeper

Patton was deposited back in the centre of the nest. He smiled to himself. Something about this made him happy, though most of him was telling him how bad it was to be captured by a dragon.

He yawned, somehow still feeling tired after his nap earlier. How long ago was that...? The dragons were making noise at each other, perhaps talking. Patton felt like he needed to listen, though he didn’t understand

He fell asleep a while later. The cave was warm, chasing away the persistent chill that followed him. His dreams were strange, full of fire and warmth.

By the time he woke up, one of the dragons was gone, leaving only the dark blue one. They were the bigger of the two. They were curled up around the nest, though their tail was too long to fit. Patton once again tried to climb out, and this time got to the top of the nest. The dragon looked at him with half-lidded eyes, and gently bit down on his cloak and took him out of the nest.

Patton smiled. He was soon tucked under a wing. The dragons were warm. He had never been this comfortable, he couldn’t even bring himself to be worried about anything.

The next few days were a blur, and he wasn’t worried at all. Well, until his mind cleared enough to actually think. It was hard to think before, something in his mind too relieved about something that was happening. Now, he thought about it

It was worrying that he was being kept here. But, they weren’t doing it maliciously, he didn’t think. Then again, he had a hard time figuring out if anyone was malicious

They kept him warm, and they gave him food, and he was allowed to walk around the cave, though not too close to the exits, and he had his nest, and he was so much more comfortable here. He had never realised how cold he used to be until he was finally warm.

He was pretty sure most people didn’t need as much warmth as he did; he was always confused on how they found the sun warm enough to wear only one layer. But now, he was finally warm.

He didn’t know what was going on, really, but... he wouldn’t mind if it lasted longer. He was sure that there was something going on, but he didn’t really care. They took care of him

He was fairly certain that they were trying to teach him their language, and they seemed happy when he imitated them, even if he messed up slightly. He knew the greeting chirp they used when they came to his nest

He usually got taken out of the nest about an hour or so after he woke up. The dragons would give him food, make sure he was warm enough, and they would do lots of things. Sometimes they would play hide and seek, though they would find him quickly. Patton found the cave a lot more interesting than anything he would be doing if he had carried on travelling through different towns

He wondered what exactly the dragons wanted, though. That was something he couldn’t figure out. Not that he particularly minded, they were nicer than the people back home, and he was glad to be staying in one place, instead of travelling away forever

In fact, the only reason he had been travelling was because he had been following some sort of feeling, but that feeling had led him here, so he was sure that he was meant to be here.

The purple dragon entered his section of the cave whilst he was thinking, bringing his thoughts away from why he was there. Patton beamed up at them, mimicking their greeting chirp.

Their darker scales started glowing, a bright purple. Patton had seen such happening plenty of times. The carefully lifted him out of the nest, and Patton climbed onto their back. They made a rumbly noise that Patton compared to something between a purr and a laugh. He was taken off of their back, though was carried into the blue dragon’s side of the cave.

Both dragons watched him for a while. Patton was tucked under a wing for a while. Purple brought some food (when had they left?), and Patton was happy.

Patton was always happy nowadays.

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Virgil had been sleeping when the small thing had entered his cave.

At first, he had thought it was a human, it was small enough to be one, and it looked fairly human, except for the fact it had no weapons. He had growled on instinct. But then, he smelled magic. The weak kind, the unhealthy kind, the kind that meant it had almost never been nurtured.

The little creature had not even flinched at him. He had carried it to the nest, usually for hatchlings (every dragon cave had one, whether they wanted hatchlings or not), and on the way over, he pondered the little thing

The little guy had been strangely cold, even for a human. Virgil was concerned

“Why are you so cold?” He grumbled, though finding it adorable when it attempted to imitate him. He couldn’t help the way his darkest scales lit up

It sat in the nest for a few seconds, seeming confused, before trying to go to the edges. He gently pushed them back to the middle, and went to find Logan. Logan would probably know what to do, or why it was in the cave, or why it was so cold

The nest was temperature controlled, so it would hopefully warm the little thing up. When they got back to the nest, the little thing had started climbing out. He gently placed it back in the middle, and the little thing didn’t look upset at him, though it seemed permanently wide-eyed.

He explained the circumstances around the finding of the little creature; that it had wandered in whilst he was sleeping and had just sat there near him for a while, and that it smelled of magic.

Logan looked at the small thing as it fell asleep, and found the answer within a few minutes

“I believe,” He had started, a startling amount of concern in his voice, “That this is a fire sprite, though the state it is in is truly worrying. It is very young, perhaps twenty years old or younger, and by the looks of it, it was never warm enough for its spark to ignite. It is very lucky to have shown up when it did, if it doesn’t nurture its spark, it could die within the next few years”

Virgil stared at the sprite, his scales darkening to the point of almost blending in with his own shadow. That was a sprite? It was colder than a human. And it was so young...

Sprites didn’t live as long as dragons, but in both life spans, twenty was practically infant-age.

He and Logan spoke for a while, mostly about the sprite, trying to figure out how and why it ended up in the cave. They deduced that it had probably been living with humans, and Logan thought it might’ve been drawn to the magic that was around the cave and the warmth of the dragons.

Virgil was going to try his best to look after the little sprite. Logan said that the best way was to introduce magic slowly into its everyday life, so it could absorb some to help it. They were also supposed to keep it warm, though not too warm at first

Apparently, that could hurt it.

Logan looked after it at first, whilst Virgil went to find food.

At some point when he was out, it had found it’s way out of the nest, and instead was curled up, under Logan’s wing. Virgil laughed quietly, careful not to wake the little sprite.

“It was seeking warmth, I couldn’t deny it that,” Logan justified, scales shifting the way they did when he was embarrassed

Virgil nodded, a teasing smile on his face.

Over the next few days, the little sprite was very calm, very clingy, and very sleepy. Virgil wondered how long it would take for its spark to ignite. At the moment, it was getting gradually warmer, but not enough for its own magic to activate.

Virgil was getting worried.

It was cute, eager to imitate him and Logan, but it hadn’t yet ignited. Logan had said that it would die in a few years if the spark didn’t ignite; what if it didn’t ignite in time?

He huffed some smoke out of his nostrils, trying to stop thinking about what-ifs, and instead think about how the little sprite was in fact getting better.

He gave a tired smile, walking in to the nest area. The sprite looked up at him

“Hi! Hi!” it chirped, a strange accent on the mimicked words. Virgil lit up with the adorableness of the scene, and lifted it out of the nest and onto the ground. It climbed onto his back, and Virgil laughed, taking the playful thing off. Though, he didn’t place it on the ground this time, not trusting it not to climb again.

It was taken over to Logan’s side of the cave, and they both watched it. It babbled in the language that Logan hypothesised was some sort of human dialect (Virgil didn’t like thinking that their sprite had been living with humans, what would humans have done if they realised it wasn’t one of them?) and they watched it.

It was tucked under Logan’s wing before Virgil went hunting; sometimes it would try to follow him, and it wasn’t a good idea to let it outside yet.

He hummed in thought, looking at the human town about a mile or two away from his cave. What sort of things would the sprite have done when living with humans?

He wondered what the sprite would name itself.

The sprite was cheerful, though that was likely due to how young it was.

He brought the food back to the cave, and placed it in front of the sprite, who seemed to just notice he was ever gone. The little one chirped at him again, and he greeted it again, pushing the food closer

He waited until it had fallen asleep again, before carrying it back to the nest and guarding the cave’s exits and entrances

Taglist: @a-chilly-pepper

#sanders sides human au #logan sanders #sanders sides story #sanders sides gt #sanders sides fic #tiny patton #patton sanders #dragon virgil #dragon logan #fantasy au

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romansleftshoulderpad · 2 years

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Would anyone perhaps like… a TSS human au?? With chronic pain representation? 👀

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bubblescangame1 · 2 years

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Remy in his new released clothing

Oh yeah also he’s Logan’s half brother in this and Janus’s boss

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #fanart #remy sanders #sleep sanders #sanders sides fanart #human au #sanders sides human au #fashionable chaos gay

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loganofthenorth · 2 years

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I've been wanting to explore Patton's character more accurately since I have yet to really write a Patton centric story

So, here's a fan fic I've started working on, and the reason I'm currently obsessed with Intruality

#intruality #sanders sides #sanders sides au #ts sanders sides #Patton sanders #Remus sanders #college au #sanders sides fanfic #sanders sides fan fiction #roommate au #human au #sanders sides human au

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unit-ssn0va · 8 months

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lil virgil wip

#ts virgil #my art #wip #band au #maybe idk #i just like the idea that he and remus have a band #human au #thomas sides #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #fanart #digital art #ts

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justdlightful · 5 months

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I decided to just suck it up and color this. I love Janus’s pinstripe pants. If you didn’t read the previous post, Janus and Roman are in a neck-and-neck competition on whose instagram has more followers. Roman is obviously winning.

#sanders sides #janus sanders #remus sanders #virgil sanders #human au #artists on tumblr #artwork #digital art #fan art #ts janus #ts remus #ts virgil

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ascenari0 · 4 months

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This is an au I’ve had for a while I just never shared it, if you wanna see designs I’ll prob share them, but Jake and Johnnies friendship remind me of Roman and Virgil in this au. (Beta Designs)

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #logan sanders #my art #patton sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #sanders sides art #sanders sides au #johnnie guilbert #jake webber #jake and johnnie #sanders sides human au

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pencilpat · 6 months

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I've been college AU sketching a lot lately! Idk why Logan looks so cute in that little sketch of her reading but I love them.

#sanders sides #college au #sasi au #tss au #roman sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #logince #sanders sides human au #tss roman #tss logan #tss virgil #tss logince

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monkeythefander · 2 months

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After listening to the song “Stupid in Love” by MAX ft. HUH YUNJIN and seeing a reel/animation for the song on Instagram by the account gelatingelato I felt inspired to make an Intruality drawing based on the song.

This is a human au. After dating for a year Remus suggested he and Patton get matching tattoos. They both thought about getting tattoos individually in the past, but could never settle on designs. So together they finally create a design that they can both get; it’s a cat/octopus creature (a combination of their favorite animals). Also, the bracelets on their arms are friendship bracelets from their childhood. They met in kindergarten and quickly became best friends, but Patton had to move with his parents in 6th grade so he and Remus didn’t see each other again for years. But they eventually ran into each other again when Patton moved back to town on his own as an adult.

#sanders sides #sanders sides fanart #remus sanders #remus sanders fanart #patton sanders #patton sanders fanart #intruality #remus sanders x patton sanders #digital art #fanart #sanders sides human au

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fantastyfanfictionist · 3 months

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Hey there!

I heard requests are opened? I'm a lil nervous asking bc I think you're cool. So, I'm on anon for now :3

So, le possible Request: some brotherly Dukexiety? Maybe younger bro Virgil and older bro Remus antics. Idk, hurt/comfort where Remus distracts him/helps him out of a spiral? Do with that what ya will.

Hope it inspires something fun for ya!

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Hey Anon. Thanks for the prompt. Hope I did it justice. Feedback is welcome and encouraged.

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Brotherly Bonding

Virgil worked hard, his anxiety wouldn’t let him think about anything else all day. He slowly took the test from the teacher. A ‘C’! Virgil slumped his shoulders. He knew the rest of his grades were about ‘C’s or ‘D’s, but this was an exam! And he studied extra hard for it!

Virgil walked away, thankful this was his last class of the day, already feeling the tears that will be coming and rushed home.

Remus heard the front door open. “Hi Virg-” He turned and saw his younger brother already up a flight of stairs and down the hallway.

“What’s got his panties in a twist.” He said to himself, chuckling at the image in his head before taking a breath and making his way after Virgil.

“Virge?” Remus gently knocked on the door. No answer. “Virgey!” Remus singsonged while knocking again. “I know you’re in there and if you don’t open the door I will break it down and feed the splinters to-” The door opened slightly.

Upon seeing Virgil’s tear streaked face Remus softened. “What’s wrong Nervy Noodle?” Remus tried to lighten the mood.

It took a moment for Virgil to speak.

“I failed!” Virgil eventually cried out, new tears running down his face. “I studied so hard and for so long and this was an important class and I don’t know what to do and what if I end up failing the whole class and the school year is almost over and-” Remus looked at his younger brother.

“What class?” He interrupted. Virgil looked at him.

“Uh, it was…it was Mr. Logan Sanders.” The younger brother sat on the floor and brought his knees up. Remus sat next to him.

“I remember his class last year. I don’t think he’ll fail you.”

“And what if he does? I don’t even think he knows how hard I tried on this test.”

Remus stood up grabbing a bat from a corner. “Then do you want me to pound his skull in for you?”

Virgil’s eyes widened looking up at Remus. “Are you-?”

“Oh I’m totally kidding...”Remus lowered the bat a little. “...maybe.”

Virgil couldn’t help but laugh, a little ease coming back into him. He knew Remus always had his back, in his own way and it calmed Virgil knowing that.

“There’s a laugh.” Remus dropped the bat completely. “Let’s go bake some cookies that I know we both will not eat because I always put in too much salt.”

Virgil laughed again and followed Remus into the kitchen. “and while we’re at it, you can listen to that new podcast you were telling me about.”

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