Ts Logan - Blog Posts

i heard that one DHMIS audio again and the voices told me to do this

hope you enjoy the poorly drawn animatic! consistency was not an option

Rebologing to my art blog oOF-

Tumblr is being a doucheboxtwatwaffle and I am way too tired to rewrite this post so…:P

Hey! I’m into Sandersides now! Virgil is my bab! My left hand is killing me. :DDDD

((approx. 4hours each. -backgrounds

Have some Logan angst doodles from my sketchbook

And a doodle from the yet-to-be-released 'comfort' chapter of my fic, Malfunction

And here's a little happy Logan with some implied angst, as well 👌

Happy Birthday Logan.

Here is the first of several drawings that I shall be uploading today and the next week or so.

I hope that you enjoy

Moon Deity Logan

A New Level of Hurt 

Logan's friends keep letting him down

Logan Sanders angst

Warnings: swearing, anxiety, self deprecating thoughts 

Word count: 778

Incoming text from Virgil: 

Hey! Sorry that this is so last minute, but we have to cancel, Lo :( Something just came up… We’ll see you next time tho 

His phone hit the bed with a soft thump. Again? His friends usually canceled the plans he made, but no matter how many times it happened, he was still let down. Why did he even try anymore? 

Collapsing back onto the mattress, he stared at the ceiling. They had no problem following through with the plans they made, but when it came to him, there were so many painfully comical excuses. What was it about him? Was he actually as annoying as he thought? Was he a damper on their fun? What was the problem? 

Mustering up just barely enough politeness to reply, he picked up his phone. 

You sent: 

No problem, Virgil. See you another time. :) 

He couldn’t identify the feeling building in his chest, but he knew it was uncomfortable. Picturing them all sitting around Virgil’s phone, laughing at how gullible he was, the feeling grew worse. 

“Logan’s so fucking stupid! I can’t believe he actually thinks we want to hang out with him.” 

“When is he going to stop inviting us over? I’m starting to feel bad for him.” 

“I’m surprised he keeps believing our excuses, they’re getting pretty bad. But he’s so naive, I bet he actually thinks something happened!” 

His breathing was becoming heavy, and the room started to feel like it was closing in. His friends must hate him, that’s the only explanation, right? 

“No- logically speaking, anything could’ve happened, they’re most likely telling the truth, there’s no need to get worked up.” He thought. 

However, even as logical as he was, nothing could stop the negative thoughts from overtaking the rational ones. 

Tears were collecting in his eyes, but he was trying as hard as possible to resist them. This was such a dumb thing to get upset over. He should’ve known. How could he have been so stupid? 

If Roman, Patton, and Virgil abandoned him, he’d be alone. They were his only friends. Would he be able to deal with being friendless? 

He suddenly remembered some advice he’d once given to Virgil. If you’re anxious, you should find a healthy distraction. 

Looking around his dimly lit room, desperately trying to find something to take his mind off the disappointment and hurt, he came up empty handed. 

His phone made a noise, pulling his attention toward the spot where it had been abandoned. That could be an adequate distraction, right?

Scrolling through the various apps, he opened Instagram. Bad choice. 

The first picture on his feed was of his friends together. It hadn’t been posted today, but last night. 

They were standing in front of an old building downtown, dressed to the nines. 

The caption read: 

Friends who slay together, stay together. 

He didn’t even have to look at the user to know it came from Roman.

Logan figured they hung out without him, and that was okay, but actually seeing it in front of him was a different story. 

Without even thinking about it, his fingers scrolled to the next picture. Thankfully, neither Virgil nor Patton had posted pictures, but he still wished he hadn’t seen it at all. 

He envisioned them mocking him again. Walking around downtown in suits and ties, talking about how glad they were it was just the three of them. 

It was safe to say this “healthy” distraction was not working. He put his phone on silent, shoved it into a drawer, and sat on the floor. 

He’d never been so uncomfortable in his life. That was the only word he could think of to describe this horrible feeling that had made a home in his stomach and now his chest. As he laid back, he realized he’d been shaking and sweating. The hardwood floor felt benevolent on his bare arms, so he removed his shirt in hopes of cooling down faster. 

The thing was, he was let down constantly. It had been happening his entire life, this was something he’d gotten used to. Why was this time any different? 

Did this confirm everything he’d ever thought about himself? 

Maybe he actually was a horrible person who wasn’t worth anyone’s time or attention. That’s why he was always alone. 

He screwed his eyes shut and clenched his jaw, trying to get rid of those thoughts. 

“I think this is a new level of hurt.” He whispered to himself while watching the ceiling fan spin circles over his head.

Watching the fan spin, he was growing sleepy. 

His eyes closed and he felt himself begin to fall asleep. 

Just something I drew yesterday, took me about 9 hours give and take so I’m pretty proud of.

I wanted to draw cats for a long time, but didn’t have the inspiration, so thanks for giving me inspiration to draw sander sides cats :3

Ok here me out:

Sanders Sides where everything’s the same… but they’re all cats.

Thanks for coming to my ted talk.

@thatsthat24

i did a thing

Patton: ask me why I love you

Logan, sighing: Patton, why do you love me?

Patton, pulling out a 200 slide presentation: I’m glad you asked. Take notes. There’s going to be a quiz at the end.

So yesterday i was thinking (at 3am of course, that’s when my ideas are at their peak) about sanders sides and stuff and it somehow went into me thinking of an idea for 2 new sides so

GET PREPARED

A feminine side and a masculine side.

this idea popped into my head like a popcorn, and I though ‘I just had to post this’ so here I am!

Let me elaborate, the feminine side is the side thats more feminine of course and wears like a flowery, warm colored dress with this belt around the waist, maybe knee high stockings and high heels. But you might be thinking ‘how can Thomas pull that off even though he is so amazingly built, his body doesn’t pull off a dress’ but here is where you’re wrong. It won’t be Thomas playing this character, it’ll be another friend of his so that got me thinking about fanfic and how this character played into it, so I thought maybe the feminine and masculine (I’ll get into detail on him later) were meant to be together from the start and stuff but either the feminine side or the masculine side didn’t want that or one of them wanted to be non-binary but because it was a feminine/masculine side it couldn’t happen. Also the feminine and masculine color scheme are pink and orange bc I think it’d be cool.

So I wanted to elaborate on the masculine side. It could be Thomas in an orange tank top and basketball shorts with tennis shoes, and of course, this character is played by Thomas and it’ll be like the “bro” side. Maybe in fanfics it can be a soft little mushball on the inside but he isn’t ready to show that to everyone so he puts on a defensive and concrete shell but all he wants ever is to cuddle the feminine side and just curl into a ball and cry esthetic. I think this character is like Craig and a little Robert mixed together from dream daddy (if you don’t know what it is it’s a game where you can date other dads by game grumps and I’ve been rewatching markiplier’s runthrough because why not)

Please tell me if anyone thought of this before me (probably) but I just thought it would be a good idea and if you agree, you agree, but if you don’t you can tell me what you didn’t like in constructive criticism and maybe fix it up a little bit

So I've thought of this thing.

So far, each of the dark sides was kind of the ugly half of each main side and everyone is kind of wondering what Logan's will be or just assuming that he has one who's going to be introduced. I think that since Virgil has been confirmed to of been at one point a dark side he was actually Logan's counterpart. He's the illogical fears side to Logan's logical solutions. Idk it's just thing I was thinking about.

Virgil: (glances at Logan's computer that he left on)

A random google document:

Me: (stays in the bath for .7 seconds too long)

My fingertips: This is It, boys. We shall Revert Back to The Ways of underwater. We shall never see The Surface again.

Virgil: ...

Virgil: Hey Lo have you ever heard of Tumblr—

Logan: You malodorous scenturian!

Roman: *blank look*

Logan: *sigh*

Logan: You stinky soldier boy.

Roman: *gasp* How dare you!

Patton: (unbuttons polo one button more than usual because it's hot out)

Logan, completely straight-faced: Whore.

Patton:

Patton: (unbuttons the next button just to see what will happen)

A Thought (CW: Eating/Eating Non-Edible Things)

Remus: Eats deodorant (canon)

Patton: Eats play dough (canon)

So...

Logan: Eats books (a joke from way back when)

Roman: Idk, like, makeup or glitter (to be beautiful on the inside too)

Virgil: ...spiders (will not elaborate)

Janus: Swallows whole raw eggs (because snake)

Janus, black veil attached to his bowler hat: This is so sad. I'll miss my husband so much.

Virgil: There's still blood on your hands. You obviously killed him.

Janus: So incredibly sad that my wealthy husband has died.

Virgil: You— This is so suspicious. How does nobody else find this incredibly suspicious?

Patton, hugging Janus: Shhh. He's grieving.

Logan, patting Janus's back: Shhh. He's single.

A fic in which the 'it was all a dream' is the beginning of the story

I’m so tired of this. Logan rubbed his eyes, sighing. No matter how much research he did, he wasn't listened to.

He got up, leaving his ‘room,’ heading down the mind palace’s staircase to get himself water.

“Logan, watch out!” he heard a distant voice yell, and before he knew it, he’d tripped, tumbling down the steps before his world went dark.

–

“Mm?”

“Oh my god, Logan, are you alright?” he heard Virgil's voice ask him anxiously.

His body… hurt. He blinked, trying to remember what had happened. “Why am I experiencing pain?”

“You got hit by a car. I— I tried to warn you, but it was too late. Luckily you didn't break anything.”

He rubbed his eyes, sitting up. He was in a hospital room. He looked over at Virgil, blinking. “You look different.”

Remus: I always thought young, good-looking, nice teachers were made up for fiction plots

Roman: And...?

Remus: Then I met this one teacher at my school, and I don't know, there's something about him. Handsome, button-down, glasses, dark, kinda curly hair, tall and lean, did a flammability lab where we got to light shit on fire—

Logan, handsome, button-down, glasses, dark, kinda curly hair, tall and lean, loves to light shit on fire with Remus: *speechless*

Roman, when Remus leaves: He's... He's friendzoning you so hard... He's projecting his attraction to you on someone who's like you...

Logan: I have to go. I'm going to smash something with a bat.

Logan, quietly, seeing a unisex bathroom sign: Ah, yes, the three genders: Pants, skirt, and wheelchair.

Thomas:

Everyone who can't hear/see Logan: *gives him strange looks*

“You know a lot about this,” Patton said, seeming surprised.

Roman’s cheeks turned pink. “Well, y’know, someone once came out to me as polyamorous and I realized I didn't know much about it so I decided to do some research so I could support them wholeheartedly.”

Patton smiled, touched.

Don't mind them having a sweet moment while Logan's mom is having a breakdown right beside them and Logan is in the hospital

Remus, clothes shopping: These pants make me feel like Harry Styles, but not in a fun & sexy way.

Patton: What?

Logan: They're too bunchy around the hip/thigh area, got it.

Remus: Yeah, I don't have the hips for these.

(Several days later)

Remus, shooting up in the middle of the night: THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HIGH-RISE!

Logan, on phone: I heard you guys are at the emergency room. What happened? Are you okay?

Virgil: Oh, so Patton tried to pet a dingo—

Logan: Oh my god! Is he okay??

Virgil: Yeah he's fine, Roman got mauled by the dingo for trying to get him to stop petting it.

Logan: Oh my god, how did you handle that?

Virgil: Easy. Took Pat to a dog shelter so he can pet puppies safely, told Roman some stories about knights that got hurt while protecting their friends.

Logan: Wow. I'm impressed.

Virgil: How've you and Janus and Remus been?

Logan: *looks at kitchen that is in shambles from the two of them microwaving a microwave (for science) as Remus frantically tries to clean it up before Janus sees*

Logan: ...Equally good, I'd say.

Virgil, laughing: What, have one of you been mauled too?

Logan: Not yet.

Virgil: Wait, what?

Logan, hearing Janus's footsteps: Gotta go bye!

Virgil: LOGAN WHAT—

Logan, finishing ranting about how stupid it was: I wish I could give them a piece of my mind.

Remus: You were on the phone with them?

Logan: No, I was on the phone with their innocent secretary, who's just doing their job. I'm not gonna shoot the messenger. I'm gonna go to the corporate headquarters and shoot the CEO.

Remus: I have a gun.

Logan: What?

Remus: What?

Logan: ...That was a hyperbole. I'm not going to commit murder. It's eat the rich, not shoot the rich.

Remus: Haha yeah I know I'm joking

Logan: Remus why do you have a gun

Remus: I don't know what you mean—

Logan, on the phone: Oh, no, it's no problem....Alright, thank you so much for your help!...Thanks so much! Have a great day!

Logan: *ends call*

Logan, throwing his phone across the room: THOSE MOTHERFU—

Remus, watching this go down: Well, mark me down as scared and horny.

Janus, rolling his eyes: Can you even tell the difference between the two at this point?

Remus: No.

Logan, on the phone: Oh, no, it's no problem....Alright, thank you so much for your help!...Thanks so much! Have a great day!

Logan: *ends call*

Logan, throwing his phone across the room: THOSE MOTHERFU—

Remus, watching this go down: Well, mark me down as scared and horny.

Janus, rolling his eyes: Can you even tell the difference between the two at this point?

Remus: No.

The sides' quirks when entering a new house, based on my own

Virgil: Figures out where the exits/entrances are (just in case)

Logan: Figures out where the bathrooms are (practical)

Janus: Figures out where the outlets in commonly-access rooms are (practical)

Patton: Figures out if there are pets/where the pets are (a necessity)

Roman: Figures out which common-accessed window has the best view (harmless?)

Remus: Figures out where all the doors lead to (why)

Side Allergies

Canon ones, (with proof):

Patton: Allergic to cats

(It even has a front pouch to place an actual cat, if you so desire.)

"Oh, I can't. I'm allergic."

Remus: Allergic to soap

"It's got soap on it! I'm allergic to soap, you (beep)!"

Roman: Allergic to cats

"You think you know someone and then WHAM! Out of nowhere... they fill your apartment with feral cats?! And now you're somehow responsible for the vet bills? You've got to give them away, but despite your cat allergy, you've endeared yourself to them, especially to Mrs. Snuffles... more like Mrs. Sniffles! ...Because of the allergy."

So, for the others, my guesses for allergies are:

Logan: Allergic to bullshit

Janus: Allergic to society

Virgil: Allergic to makeup remover

Remus: Just stepped out of the shower while Janus was playing piano, felt like I was in a very classy movie about to be murdered

Patton: Are you guys okay down there??

Remus, Janus, and Virgil: No.

Roman: More importantly, Remus, you shower?

Remus: Of course!

Janus: He rolls around in volcanic ash like a chinchilla.

Roman: Oh. Uh, why?

Remus: I'm allergic to soap! :D

Roman, Logan, Patton, Thomas: ...

Remus: :DDD

Patton, trying his best: That's nice kiddo

So let's say the sides are at the party and they have a female friend. How would they react (as a group) if she said that some guy is not taking no for an answer and making her feel unsafe?

Roman, immediately taking charge: Which one is he?

Friend: Are you going to intimidate him?

Roman: No, I'm going to have Remus intimate him, I'm about as threatening as a sprig of rosemary.

Remus, looming behind Roman: Which one is he?

Friend: *points him out*

Remus, taking Janus with him: *heads in that direction*

Logan: *follows, so they don't do something they'll regret*

Patton, wrapping an arm around her if she's okay with that: Are you alright? Do you want to leave?

Friend: If you don't mind...

Patton: Of course we don't. You're more important than any dumb party.

Virgil: Yeah, I located all the exits when we first got here, the quickest one that doesn't go past him is this way.

Virgil: *leads group to exit*

Patton: *walks beside friend, keeping her close*

Roman: *walks close behind them, making sure nobody tries anything*

Virgil, Patton, Roman, Friend: *safely arrive to their homes/wherever they're headed back to*

Remus, Janus, Logan: *show up about an hour later, Remus with bruised knuckles that he refuses to explain, though he might have already had them, no one's totally sure*

Friend: How'd it go?

Janus: For us? Well. We won't have to worry about him bothering anyone again.

Friend: ...Is he alive?

Janus: Who's to say?

Logan, behind Janus: He's alive. And physically unharmed.

Friend, uncertain: Physically?

Logan, offering no elaboration: Yes.

Roman: *enters kitchen to see Janus sitting at the counter, face in his hands, Patton sitting beside him, rubbing his back, and Logan standing awkwardly in the corner*

Roman: Um... What?

Janus: *sniffling*

Roman: Is he crying?

Logan: Yes.

Roman: ...Why?

Logan: Patton convinced him to watch 'My Neighbor Totoro' with him. He...

Janus, through sobs: I thought it was going to be a cute story about a big fluffy rabbit-bear and it ripped out my heartstrings and used them to string a lute and then played it right in front of me!

Patton: *comforting intensifies*

Logan: That.

Roman: Right... I'm gonna go.

Logan: Take me with you.