#Logan sanders x reader

[aliensubstance-xxx]

Sanders Sides x GN!Reader HC (& some General ones)

ahhh forgive me if this is a bit clunky! I don't usually do stuff like this but I need to get it out of my brain hah

What they're like kissing you:

Logan is by far the best kisser of the bunch! He starts off a little robotic or unsure, but after a while he starts to experiment, figuring out what you like most and getting good at it.

Prepare to be completely breathless and kiss-drunk and for him to just stand up properly, readjust his tie and go about his day. He's got a schedule to keep, after all.

Patton is a very silly kisser, he likes to press kisses to any and all bare skin (and covered!) he can reach, and will grab hold of you and just smother you in kisses :)

Be wary if he goes anywhere near ticklish spots- he will blow raspberries there

Roman is so dramatic when he kisses you- it's all big gestures, like dipping you or picking you up and pinning you to the wall etc. He kisses you so deeply you could swear you hear a musical crescendo in the distance.

Unless he's feeling more mellow, in which he'll still kiss you deeply, but just...quieter and softer, tipping you up by the chin and just breathing in your space.

Virgil is, obviously, quite a nervous kisser. He'll never settle his hands- he wants to have them all over you at once, on your hips, on your shoulders, clutching your hands to his chest, in your hair, anywhere. He gets flustered quickly too, he'll kiss you deeply and then bury his face in your shoulder (You can feel the heat of his blush even through you clothes) until he can kiss you again.

Oh, and he's a biter. Don't be shocked if you manage to spend some time making out with him and you end up in teeth marks and hickeys (and sore lips)

Remus is...sloppy is probably the best way to describe it. He's passionate and enthusiastic, so much so that your kisses will be all teeth, tongue and spit.

He will also lick you. sorry.

Janus is actually quite the reserved kisser- he's a little embarrassed about his snake mouth when it comes to kissing (He'll never say it out loud.). He does want you to enjoy kissing him as much as possible, so maybe after some snake themed compliments he'll take off his gloves and pull you in by the hips.

Catch him by surprise with chaste kisses as much as you can- he'll make a pleased little rattle/hiss (like a purr?) out of surprise. It's very cute.

General HCs:

Small TW for, minor angst & mention on injury, innuendo and reference to genital piercings on the last one.

Despite being identical, they all actually have very small differences! That being said (and totally making sense)

Logan has the biggest hands- noticeably. Man's hands could wrap around your entire being with ease. ahem sorry. Moving on.

Roman is slightly more muscular (still chubby though. good lord), and has one or two scars he got while in the Imagination and decided to keep!

Janus, obviously, has his scales and his eye. His scales go cross his shoulders, elbows, hips and knees- he's also got a little forked tongue and a glottis under said tongue. (The glottis is what snakes have a the back of their throat- it helps them breathe while swallowing large prey...and in Janus' case-)

Virgil has two tattoos- a ring of thorns around his right finger (Right ring finger for individuality, thorns for hardship and struggle) and an earthworm on his left forearm (Rebirth, especially to do with the life cycle. and he thinks it looks cool. He wanted to get a spider but he didn't want to frighten Patton.)

Patton gets a little cut right under his heart whenever Thomas is genuinely heartbroken- he has a little collection of scars there.

Other than their lobe piercings, Virgil, Janus and Remus all have other piercings!

Virgil has an industrial on his left, his secondaries, and two conches on his right ear.

Janus originally had snake bites (when Thomas was a teen. Janus wasn't always as refined as he is now) and one helix piercing.

Remus' has however many piercings he wants on any given day- he takes them out every night and re-pierces however he sees fit every morning. (This includes his frenum piercing. On his willy. look it up but be warned for penis.)

That's all for now! If you liked my stuff and want to request something (minific, or more hcs) feel free to shoot me an ask :) hope you enjoyed.

[multi-fandomedfreak]

(waltz anon here!) No worries about taking your time - They’re suggestions, not demands!

Speaking of which… I had an idea!

Imagine Reader hanging out with Janus, and he mentions that Logan could use a hug. Of course, due to recent events, he’d probably not be too amenable to the idea coming from Janus. But, if you approached him…?

That’s cool and all, but here’s the fun part: Reader is also touch starved, and Jan knows this. So, he also asked Logan to give her a hug as well, knowing she’d never ask for one either.

Then at some point they both realize a few things:

Oh, that’s what touch-starved is?!

Janus set this up, didn’t he? Asshole (/aff)

…yeah, we're not moving today, are we?

(Platonic or romantic - could work for either!)

Authors note: I just frikin loooove the idea of a cuddly Logan I need to write about him more lol

Pairings: Logan x reader

⚠️Warnings⚠️ : Nonee

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You sighed as your hand fiddled with some of the paint chipping away on the staircase railing. While you did this, you watched as Logan sat upright and ridged as he always did while reading the Murder of Roger Ackroyd. Your heart raced in your chest as you thought about how you were going to go through with doing what Janus suggested.

Like…he needed it right? Jan said it would really help since he’s been going through a rough time recently and you weren’t entirely opposed to the idea since you’ve managed to develop a small huge crush on the nerd.

So, internally, you were mustering up every ounce of courage you had to go give him a big ol’ hug.

But you just felt silly. This is Logan for crying out loud. He was your bestest and closest friend so…why was it so hard to just give him a hug? Yeah sure there was the matter of you liking him but surely you could put that aside to be there for him as a friend, right? Isn’t that what he needed? He wasn’t the type of guy to get into romantic relationships anyway…right??

Due to this inner turmoil you had going on, you failed to notice that Logan’s leg was bouncing up and down as he had the same mental battle going on.

He could hardly—alright, not at all—focus on the words of his favorite book as much as he tried. All that he could concentrate on was Janus’ words from earlier. Was it true that you needed more physical affection?

He had noticed in the past that you struggled to ask for physical touch even when you clearly needed/wanted it. He had also done some research and found that getting things like hugs or cuddles could improve your health—both physically and mentally—tremendously.

So…why was he panicking just from the simple thought of giving you a hug?

Well, he knew the answer to that question actually but didn’t want to accept it. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach any time you looked into his eyes, his mind latched onto every word you said when having a conversation with him, he even stuttered at times when you got too close to him.

So yeah. He knew why he panicked.

He also knew he needed a hug too—badly— but it was just…so. difficult.

He was so caught up in thinking panicking about this that he failed to notice your presence until you plopped your butt right next to him on the couch.

In all honesty, you had no idea how you managed to move as fast as you did. A random surge of confidence surged through you when you were at the stairwell and decided to give Logan that hug right that second. Buuut as soon as his attention was on you, you could feel that confidence literally evaporate.

Now you were staring at Logan, wide eyed, mouth open to speak but no words coming out, stiff as a board, while he just stared at you with a mix of 😳😶🤨

(Not particularly in that order)

Wow you really hadn’t thought this through. Your heart was practically beating out of your chest and you swear you probably looked like a tomato right about now.

He on the other hand, began to wipe the sweat off his hands on his pants. While he noticed that you were acting strangely, his mind could only focus on how nervous you were making him.

So there you sat there. In awkward silence. Staring.

You began to panic even more now. Why hasn’t he said anything?? Why haven’t you said anything??? If you didn’t do or say anything right now, you knew hat whatever small bits of confidence you had left would disappear.

So did the only logical thing you could think of. Enveloping him in the most stiff, giant hug you could offer.

Logan’s body jerked back a bit in surprise at the sudden hug. He even almost fell on his back on the couch from the force of the hug but managed to keep upright.

At first, his body was tense and ridged, not used to physical affection such as this. His heart seemed to stop as he processed the hug, his breath hitched in his throat due to the surprise. You even began to wonder if he was gonna straight up push you away and tell you o never do that again.

But soon his body relaxed, bit by bit, and his arms began to wrap around your torso. You released a sigh of relief at him returning the gesture. To be honest, you were internally screaming at the fact you made such a bold move without even saying a word.

Now though, you relished in the warmth of the embrace. The way his firm arms held you with such emotion almost made tears come to your eyes. His face nuzzled deep into the crook of your neck and you swear you almost fainted right there.

Your hand trailed to the nape of his neck and you heard his breath hitch while the skin of his cheek started to heat up. Smiling into his shoulder, you internally thanked Janus for talking to you. Logan was doing the same in his head too.

Little did you both know that Janus was watching this whole interaction with a smirk on his face as he swirled a glass of wine in one hand.

[icy-cold-bitch-latte]

How the Sides would comfort a trans reader who's feeling dysphoric

A/N: this is gender neutral so it can be read by any of my fellow trans peeps who's dysphoria has got them feeling down ✌✌

Warnings: talk of dysphoria, Remus in general lol

Patton

Patton gives you all the hugs, kisses and cuddles ever in order to cheer you up

He's very proud that you decided to tell him how you feel rather than bottling it up because he knows from personal experience that repressing your emotions does nothing but makes things worse

He's not the best at cooking but if you have a favorite go to comfort food that makes you feel better then for you he'll definitely try

He ends up wrapping you up in a ton of blankets and pillows and just lays with you on the couch for awhile

Roman

At first, Roman vows to vanquish the beast that's upsetting you...until he realizes it's not a physical threat you're facing, but a mental one

He tries to take your mind off it by telling you stories of his daring adventures, or by putting on your favorite Disney movie, whichever you prefer

He'll call you an enormous plethora of gender affirming pet names until you're basically begging him to stop, and even then he still refuses until you cave and admit what he always believed, that you're perfect in every way

Logan

Logan uses logistics to combat your insecurities by reassuring you that nobody has the power to tell you what gender you are or aren't, regardless of how you present

He makes to sure look up plenty of coping mechanisms and suggestions for how to deal with dysphoria ahead of time so he has ample knowledge and understanding for how to make you feel better

Not the best at comforting you if you happen to get emotional but he might give you a hug or something if it's clear you need one

Virgil

As a conscious being made up of anxiety, Virgil notices your panic and distress as soon as he sets foot in the same room as you (that's probably what urged him to seek you out in the first place tbh)

When you panic, he panics, but he tries to keep it together so you won't notice and get even more upset

He has several tried and true methods that always work to calm people down, so once that happens and you can explain to him what's up he understands almost immediately

If you want to talk about it, great, if not he's content to just listen to music with you and hang out until you feel better

Janus

You being upset, especially over a topic that's so serious, is not something Janus takes lightly

It may appear as though he doesn't care all that much at first due to his stoic expressions, but that's just because he's trying to think of the right thing to say

He may be the literal physical embodiment of deceit, but if you're upset he'll try his best to be honest with you about how much he cares

Brings out all six of his arms so you can have the most amount of cuddles and physical affection all at once

Remus

Remus's comforting skills leave a lot to be desired, so unless you can deal with him making the most random outrageous sex jokes in an effort to cheer you up it's probably best that you just spend some time alone for a bit

He's incredibly clingy however so it won't be long before he comes begging to you for attention, on literal hands and knees might I add

If you do let him stay with you when you're upset you should make it clear to him you're not in any sort of mood to deal with his shenanigans

He'll actually listen for once and the two of you end up pranking the other sides together until you eventually get bored and decide to watch some horror movies instead

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Hello!

My name is Roe, I go by He/They pronouns. This account is a side blog for @idontreallyexistyet so if you want to see my shitty artwork and random reblogs please head over there.

At the moment I only feel comfortable writing headcanons not full length fics since this blog is being made to help me get back into writing. Thank you for your understanding

At the moment I only have three groups that I feel comfortable writing.

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Keep in mind I WILL NOT write any NSFW or Pedophilia of any kind. At the moment I will ONLY be writing ‘x reader’ but requests are open!.

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Takeout Trauma

Summary: Logan orders food but can't understand the concept of “spicy” and now he's drinking milk straight from the carton.

Pairing            : Logan Howlett x Gf!Reader Note                : fluff

The smell of takeout fills the air—a mix of savory spices, fried goodness, and that unmistakable kick of heat. You’re sitting at the kitchen counter, casually scrolling on your phone, when you hear a low, irritated grumble from the other side of the room.

Logan’s standing by the fridge, his flannel sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing forearms that are probably a little too perfect for their own good. His jaw clenched, lips tight. He’s holding a takeout container in the other, glaring at it like it personally offended him.

“Babe,” you call out, raising an eyebrow, trying not to laugh. “Are you okay?”

Logan doesn’t respond at first. He just stands there, staring down at the now very suspicious-looking food on his plate. Steam rises lazily from it, the scent of peppers and something fiery hitting your nose even from across the room.

He finally moves, his shoulders tense, and with a growl, he slams the takeout container down on the counter with a heavy thunk.

“This—” he motions to the food like it's an enemy in a bar fight, “—is too damn spicy. What the hell is 'mild' supposed to mean if this burns like the damn sun?”

You stifle a laugh, biting your lip. “Didn’t they ask you if you wanted spicy?”

Logan glares at you, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Yeah, they did. And I said no. They asked if I wanted ‘mild.’ Thought that meant something normal. Not... this.” He gestures angrily to the food, nostrils flaring like he’s about to start a war with the takeout place.

Oh, yeah. He’s suffering.

You lean against the counter, folding your arms across your chest. “Well, babe, I told you before. Spicy food here isn’t like what you had back in the cabin. This is, like, next-level stuff.”

He lets out another frustrated grunt, wiping the back of his hand across his forehead. “It’s ridiculous. I’ve fought wars that were easier than this.”

You can’t help it anymore—you laugh, and Logan shoots you a look, but there’s a flicker of something in his eyes, something close to amusement. Still, he turns away from you, yanking open the fridge door with more force than necessary. The cold air hits him in the face, but it doesn’t seem to cool him off. He grabs the carton of milk, pops the cap, and without any hesitation, brings it straight to his lips.

You raise an eyebrow, watching as he guzzles down half the carton, milk dripping down his chin in the process. His Adam’s apple bobs with each swallow, and for a moment, you’re more distracted by that than anything else.

“Really?” you say, trying to sound exasperated but failing because you’re still half-laughing. “Drinking it straight from the carton?”

He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, still scowling, but you can see the corner of his lips twitching. “What? It’s milk. Does the trick.” He slams the carton back in the fridge, letting the door close with a solid thud.

You shake your head, walking around him to inspect the food on the counter. The takeout container is practically glowing with how much red pepper oil is slicked across it.

“This,” you say, poking at it with a fork, “is what happens when you think you can handle the spice.”

Logan grunts, stepping closer to you. His hands rest on the counter on either side of you, effectively trapping you between him and the plate of dangerous food.

“It wasn’t marked like that on the menu,” he mutters, his voice low, like he’s trying to justify the whole situation. “False advertising.”

You tilt your head back to look at him, grinning. “You’re just mad because food kicked your ass for once.”

Logan’s eyes darken, and he leans in just slightly, his breath warm against your neck. “Keep talkin’, darlin’. You’re gonna end up eating this stuff just to prove a point.”

You laugh, pushing against his chest playfully. “I’m not the one trying to win a food fight, babe. But seriously, next time, just ask for plain. Or, you know, let me order. I’ve mastered the art of not burning my face off.”

He straightens up, crossing his arms, and the look he gives you is pure Logan—half-annoyed, half-amused, but mostly trying not to laugh at himself.

“I can handle my food,” he insists, but there’s no real conviction in his voice.

You arch an eyebrow. “Clearly.”

You turn to grab your own takeout container from the counter, opening it carefully and taking a small bite. It’s perfect—just the right amount of spice. The food’s warm, savory, and doesn’t set your mouth on fire.

 “How’s yours?” he asks, but you can see the wheels turning in his head.

“It’s great,” you say casually, popping another bite in your mouth. “Not too spicy.”

Logan stares at you for a beat, then sighs, his shoulders dropping in defeat. “Swap with me.”

You laugh, holding your container out to him. “Admitting defeat?”

“Call it what you want,” he grumbles, grabbing your container and handing you his. “But I ain’t about to waste perfectly good food.”

You take his container gingerly, half-expecting it to burn your fingers just from the heat. “You sure you don’t want me to grab you another drink?” you tease, watching as he digs into your much milder meal.

Logan shrugs, chewing thoughtfully. “Nah,” he says after a moment, wiping his mouth with his hand. “This is better. But next time, babe, you’re ordering.”

You grin, leaning into him. “Deal. But, babe?”

He looks down at you, raising an eyebrow.

“You might wanna clean up the milk you spilled everywhere.”

[adalwolfgang]

Added orange cuz why not?

[slippery-snake]

Biker!Logan & Biker!Remus x GN!Reader

AN: This idea has been haunting my mind since October last year akjssjsjdjdj. Ty lovely moot for helping give me ideas for this @darksides-dutchess

Warnings: Mention of possible injuries, mention of guys being pushy, Remus putting you in “danger” (he knows what he’s doing tho, overall wholesome

Logan

Keeps it secret

When you go to his place, he will NEVER let you enter his garage.

Staying with him after dark is a no no also

He claims that he just loves his free time

Totally not because he's actually going 100 mph every night on a customized bike

He's actually very good at keeping his secret

Unitl one day, after long night before, he left his helmet on the counter and you asked him about it

“It’s my friends’.”

“Your friend is a biker? That's so cool! Can I meet him!?”

He gets jealous lol

“…No.”

You keep pushing him until he breaks and confesses

At first, you’re surprised, then everything falls into place

You don’t think any differently of him, you actually think its kinda cool, and he appreciates it

not to mention its sexy as hell

He takes you riding sometimes, but double, triple and quadruple checks you have all your gear

NEVER taking you on the highway, fastest you’re going with him is 30 mph

Doesn’t bring you to street races, but doesn’t mind if you show up

He may or may not show off a bit for you

If you complain about some guy from work or school bothering you, he pulls up to the building/campus as loudly as possible to “pick you up”

Very chivalrous

Picks you up and takes you off the bike instead of letting you get off on your own

Doesn’t want you getting hurt

He also will just die if you ever get injured on his bike

You will never face a major injury, hes very careful

But if you sprain your ankle getting off, or have a rock hit your leg while riding, his boyfriend instincts kick in.

Instantly taking care of while feeling guilty

he’s having you take a break from the bike for few days

Remus

Extremely open about it

Everyone he knows is gonna know about it

It’s probably the first thing you know about him

He takes you riding everywhere, and may even consider getting you your own bike

Until then, he lets you make come decisions about customizing his bike

Or you’ll come back to his place to see your favorite color painted somewhere on his green and black biker as a surprise

Hes taking you to races all the time

Maybe even letting you ride with him

Occasionally, he makes a bet, saying the winner gets to take you home

At first you were mad at him for doing it

But after watching him race a couple of times, you realized remus was no fool

He was fast, obviously, but took risks that cost the other racer to lose.

He never really put a bid on you, since he always knew he was going to win from the beginning

While you loved going on rides with him, he could be a little punk at times

Sometimes, while riding casually, he just does wheelies with no real warning

Just a “Hey watch this” before you’re tilted towards the sky and holding onto him for dear life.

If theres a motorcycle in the lane next to you, he may rev his engine a bit to get them started, and next thing you know you’re 85 in a 30

He cares about your safety, but if you’re dating him you’re gonna have to be a bit rough at times.

If he sees you got a scratch, he gonna laugh it off

“You got your first mark, baby!”

Actually kinda proud, mostly since he has scars EVERYWHERE from falling off his bike so many time.

However, he makes the point that all of the falls he took were tactical and on purpose

If you do ever actually get hurt or feel scared, he doesn’t realize at first but oh boy when he does

Its like a different person

Instantly into protective bf mode

You’re riding in front of him, swaddling him as he speeds home or to the hospital

He doesn’t rest well until he knows for sure you’re okay, and the doctors or nurses will be getting an earful of insults if you think they aren’t listening to you or treating you right

He doesn’t get jealous often

Mostly because 90% of guys will be aware that you’re together

He is loud, everyone knows when your ride is outside

If you ever do get hit on, he's still not concerned.

He’ll just saunter on over and throw his arm over your shoulder, make you blush a lil, and look at the other guy like “yeah, they’re all mine”

If the guy is too pushy he just fights them, there is no inbetween.

[salmonisneverbored]

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requests: Open!!

rules and restrictions!!⚠️‼️

-no x female readers, they have enough they don’t need more lmao(/j)

-No minor x adult it’s icky/gen

-if I don’t list a character I probably don’t right for it

-no nsfw, I’m not confident enough in my skills to write it sorry!!

-constructive criticism is welcome but no hate comments please!!

-I do right for platonic stuff like friends (characters + reader) or family (dad/mom character + son reader and vice versa)

-most if not all female characters I write for will be platonic I apologize if that’s not what you wanted

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Stolas

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stone

skipp

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kinger

zooble

caine

welcome home!!:

wally darling

Frank frankly

eddie dear

howdy piller

barnaby

Most Fnaf (movie and games) characters

All Sander sides characters

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[multi-fandomedfreak]

Logan and female!Reader learn two terms from each other (author's choice who learns what):

"Alexithymia," and "touch-starved."

(I see this as platonic, but it could work romantically as well!)

Authors note: I love this request so much and it’s kinda making want to write this with Spock lol. Anyway, yeah I’m gonna keep this kinda vague so it could work as either platonic or romantic.

Pairings: Logan x reader

⚠️ Warnings⚠️: fluff, tiny bits of angst if you squint

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Alexithymia…Logan read and re-read that word over and over again. It was one of those rare times that Logan didn’t know what a word meant.

He pulled the book closer to his face as if that would magically allow the definition to drift into his mind.

….Alexithymia…

Eventually let out a small sigh and put down the book onto his lap, letting his eyes wander over to the person sitting on the other side of the couch with him.

You. You had suggested reading as a way to spend time together even if the two of you didn’t talk while doing so. Reading wasn’t your first idea but ever since the storm outside cut the power, it was the only thing you could do.

The pouring rain banging against at the windows and the thunder booming from afar made the apartment rather cozy. Logan had lit candles for you two to be able to read which only added to the coziness. Even with something that was meant to be a bad thing you both managed to make it enjoyable.

It was nice. The both of you absorbed in your own stories but you still enjoyed each others presence. It was very peaceful for once in the usually chaotic apartment.

When he spoke your name, it felt out of place in the comfortable silence, so he decided to lower his from here on out. Once you had risen your head, signifying that he had caught your attention, he spoke once more.

“I am aware that I don’t usually ask this type of question but do you know the definition of the word ‘alexithymia’?” Logan muttered as he leaned forward so you could hear him more clearly.

Your eyes, illuminated by the soft golden glow of the candles, flickered to the side for a second as you thought of your response.

“Oh. It’s a word used to describe someone who… has trouble processing and displaying emotion.” Your eyes flickered back over to meet his and had a look of…familiarity. Like the word reminded you of something. Or someone.

The words definition struck a little closer to home to Logan than it had to you. Although he felt a little called out by it he also felt a strange sense of…relief. He couldn’t understand why but he felt as though his head had been cleared. Something about the word describing him made him feel something he couldn’t describe. ‘How fitting..’ he thought.

He must’ve been lost in thought because it took you calling his name three times for him to finally look up.

“You alright? You seemed a little lost there..” You gave him a small but comforting smile. He must’ve really been lost in thought as he hadn’t noticed you get closer to him. You were at arms length at this point and he could clearly see the worry in your eyes.

“Apologies, yes, I’m fine. I was simply…thinking.” Logan was at a lost for words, not able to put what he was feeling into a coherent sentence.

‘I suppose that word is more accurate than I thought’ Logan thought to himself. He could almost find it funny if it wasn’t for the fact that him relating to that word wasn’t a good thing. Then…why did he find it relieving?

Your voice grounded him back to reality before he could get more lost in his thoughts.

“It’s a little funny that just before you asked me what Alexithymia meant, I was about to ask you for the definition of a word myself.” You still kept your voice low as you scooted closer to him.

“Touch-starved. I’ve never heard that before.” Your voice was curious yet perplexed, an indication you were waiting to hear his response. You even had your book in your lap with a book mark underlining the sentence the word was on.

He turned to face you and noticed how you were fidgeting with the corner of the page. You had a habit of fighting with things when you got nervous about something or were in the process of contemplating something. He knew this much but whatever it was that you were nervous about…he just couldn’t put his finger on it.

“Touch-starved. A condition that occurs when an individual is not getting as much physical touch one needs.”

While Logan spoke, he couldn’t help but analyze you to see if you had gotten the same revelation he had.

That you familiarized yourself with this description.

He did see it. He saw the way your face changed to a look of realization. Like something had clicked. He decided to continue on with his explanation.

“People who are touch-starved crave physical affection from others but can’t seem to bring themselves to initiate it.”

You’re fidgeting had taken a pause as you processed this information. His eyes flickered over your face but you had long since moved your head as to not make eye contact with him.

Another wave of realization came over him. The thing you were nervous about was about initiating physical touch. The fidgeting, you growing closer…how could he not see this before? You had even done the same things in various occasions in the past.

You both stayed quite for a long moment, the only sound being that of the pouring rain and thunder outside. Logan made a motion to move his hand, hesitating for only a moment, before finally deciding to wrap it around your tense shoulders.

You stiffened even more for a second and moved your head to stare at him for a brief moment. Logan could feel the tension slowly leaving your shoulder once you realized what he was trying to do. Although you were still quite stiff as you weren’t used to this. Especially from Logan.

He didn’t know what to do after that so he just left his arm there for a minute before breaking the silence.

“Is this…ok?” He asked cautiously, hoping he wasn’t crossing any boundaries.

You didn’t respond for a minute, which worried him, but you were just trying to take it all in. You slowly started to lean into him and once you were comfortable, you let out a deep breath. The tension in your muscles left like it wasn’t even there in the first place.

Logan took this as a yes.

A few minutes went by and your eyes were dropping. The warmth of Logan’s body, the blanket and the rain outside all made it too cozy to stay awake. Logan was in the same boat and he was blinking more than usual to fight to stay awake. While he took off his glasses to rub his eyes, your gentle voice caught his attention.

“You were relieved because you finally had something to describe what you’re feeling. It made you feel less alone. Right?” You’re voice was thick with tiredness and it was only a matter of time before sleep took over you.

Logan was confused for a second before he remembered what had happened earlier. He looked down at you and was about to say something but stopped once he saw you had fallen asleep.

He was grateful. For you and your explanation. And for what seemed like the first time in forever, he could finally relax. For the first time he knew how he was truly feeling. And he knew he could count on you to be here like how you can count on him.

Logan hoped you two could do this again

That was his last thought before sleep pulled him into a peaceful slumber.

[haikyuu-fan-chan]

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[slytherin-ghost]

Hello would you mind writing a story on how the sides would react to a reader coming out as nonbinary to them (platonic or romantic)

Thank You,

Led

Hi, Instead of a story I made headcannons for each side.

Sanders Sides x Platonic! gn reader

Trigger Warnings: two mentions of being misgendered

LOGAN

Coming out to Logan would be easy

"Nonbinary? So you would use They/Them pronouns correct?"

Is very helpful at explaining what pronouns to use/ educating people on the topic

Definitely the type of person read everything they can find on the topic

"Logan what are you doing?" "Reading about being nonbinary, so I can help others understand it when you come out to them."

ROMAN

He would be so supportive

Buys a bunch of nonbinary pride things

"I got this nonbinary flag for your room!"

Will murder anyone if they disrespect your pronouns

"Y/N is nonbinary so it will be great if you would respect their pronouns."

Roman would be the one to go to if your feeling sad about others not being nice or respectful to you

PATTON

This man will squeal because he's happy for you

Is literally your #1 comfort person

As soon as he knows he'll start making nonbinary dad jokes

Will 100% try to throw a coming out party for you

Overall, is a supportive person and will 100% help you with anything you need

VIRGIL

He would be so supportive

Like the others sides would think he wouldn't care

No, he is so happy that you came out

" Good for you!"

He would be nervous about accidentally calling you the wrong name or saying the wrong pronouns

If he accidentally ever did misgender you. He would lock himself in his room.

JANUS

For once he would be truthful with you when you came out

I feel like besides Logan he would be one of the most understanding of the sides

He would never stop supporting you

Asks how you have been since you came out

REMUS

Is also supportive

He 100% comes up with dirty nonbinary jokes

He is not trying to be offensive with them it's just Remus being Remus

Like Roman, Remus goes all out when it comes to pride parades

[shybluebirdninja]

Bloodheat

Summary: His rough, feral mouth trails lower, and suddenly every vow you made to your husband burns away in the heat of Logan's desire.

Pairing            : Logan Howlett x Fem!Human-reader

Note                : Infidelity and cheating, cunnilingus, smut

The night air is thick, the kind that wraps around you like a heavy blanket, sticky and humid. The rumble of Logan's beat-up truck is the only sound cutting through the silence as he pulls off the road, gravel crunching beneath the tires. The cabin of the truck feels too small, too intimate, and your heart pounds louder than it should. You know this is wrong—so wrong—but fuck, the second Logan's hand brushes your thigh, all that guilt slips away like water through your fingers.

You glance over at him, his jaw set, eyes focused on the dark road ahead. There's something raw about Logan—something feral. His beard’s a little rougher tonight, and those strong hands gripping the wheel send a shiver down your spine. There’s no room for doubt, not anymore. You knew what you were doing when you climbed into his truck. You knew this wasn’t just a casual drive.

His voice breaks the silence, low and gravely, sending heat straight between your legs. “You wanna keep playin' house with him, or you gonna admit you’re already mine?”

That damn voice. It’s like whiskey and smoke, rich and dangerous. You don’t answer, but your body does, leaning closer, like it’s instinctual, like it’s always been him. Logan’s hand drifts higher on your thigh, his fingers rough and calloused, and you can’t stop the soft gasp that slips out.

He chuckles, the sound rumbling deep in his chest, and pulls the truck to a stop. The engine cuts off, leaving only the heavy sound of your breathing in the cab. His eyes meet yours, that familiar heat simmering just beneath the surface. “You got somethin’ to say, darlin’?”

You bite your lip, torn between the voice in your head telling you to run and the heat pooling low in your belly, making your skin buzz with anticipation. “Logan, this—” You try to speak, but he cuts you off with a rough, demanding kiss.

It’s not gentle. Nothing about Logan ever is. His lips crash into yours, a fierce hunger behind every move. His hands are everywhere at once, sliding over your waist, gripping your hips. It’s wild, untamed, and fuck, it’s everything you’ve been craving for weeks.

The guilt melts away, replaced by that electric fire he ignites in you every time he gets close. You kiss him back just as hard, fingers threading through his thick, dark hair, tugging him closer. You can feel the low growl vibrating in his chest as he pulls you onto his lap, his big hands sliding under your shirt, calloused fingers rough against your bare skin. Every nerve in your body is alive, buzzing with need.

Logan’s mouth moves from your lips to your neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down to your collarbone. He bites down just enough to leave a mark, and you gasp, arching into him. “Fuckin’ missed you,” he mutters against your skin, voice thick with need.

Your hands fumble with the button on his jeans, desperate, but Logan grabs your wrists, holding them still. “Not yet,” he growls, his eyes dark and dangerous, pupils blown wide. “I got plans for you first.”

Before you can process his words, he’s sliding you off his lap, pushing you back onto the worn leather seat. His hands are on your jeans, undoing the button and yanking them down in one smooth motion. The air hits your skin, cool against the heat radiating from your body, but that’s the last thing on your mind when Logan settles between your legs, pulling you closer with that trademark Wolverine smirk on his lips.

He spreads your thighs wide, eyes locked on yours, and the way he’s looking at you—like he’s about to devour you whole—sends a shiver of anticipation through you. There’s nothing rushed about the way he leans in, taking his sweet time, letting you feel every second of his lips ghosting over your skin. “You taste so fuckin’ good, y’know that?”

Your breath hitches as he presses a kiss to your inner thigh, so close to where you want him, but not close enough. “Logan, please…” The words fall from your lips before you can stop them, need dripping from every syllable.

He grins against your skin, rough and teasing. “Beggin’ already?” He lets out a low chuckle, then finally—finally—his mouth is on you. His tongue flicks out, slow and torturous, and your back arches off the seat as pleasure floods your body. It’s like he’s claiming you with every lick, every pull of his lips around your clit, and it’s so fucking good you can’t think straight.

His beard is rough against your inner thighs, rubbing deliciously against your skin as he works you over with his mouth. You can’t stop the soft moans escaping your lips, can’t stop your fingers from tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Logan groans against you, the vibration sending sparks of pleasure through your whole body.

“Fuck,” you gasp, your hips bucking up against his mouth, but Logan grips your thighs, holding you down with that impossible strength of his. His tongue moves faster now, flicking and sucking, and the tension inside you coils tighter and tighter, ready to snap.

It’s too much, too good. “Logan, I—” You can’t get the words out, and he knows exactly what you need. He sucks hard on your clit, and that’s it—you’re gone, your whole body shaking with the force of your orgasm.

The pleasure hits you like a freight train, intense and overwhelming, and you feel yourself gush, the slick wetness covering Logan’s mouth and beard. But he doesn’t stop. He keeps licking, keeps sucking, drinking up every drop like he’s starving for it, his growls vibrating against your sensitive skin. You whimper, overstimulated, but he just smirks, beard soaked and glistening in the dim light of the truck.

“Damn, you taste even better when you’re comin’ all over my face,” he growls, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, but the glint in his eyes tells you he’s far from done. He leans back, eyes raking over your still-trembling body, and the hunger in his gaze makes your breath catch. “Think you got another one in you, darlin’? 'Cause I ain’t done with you yet.”

You can only nod, the words lost somewhere between the lingering pleasure and the heat building inside you all over again. Logan’s already got you addicted, and you know you’ll never be able to go back.

[simp-forl0gic]

halloooo! question you didnt cover in your intro: are ships okay? mostly asking for the sanders sides fandom

Ofc they are!!!

As long as the request isn't NSFW or something like that! I am a multi shipper :3

[bookloover35]

Virgil Sanders x fem reader-Snowman.

Yns Pov:

Yes it's snowing it's finally snowing i have to wake up all the others.

So we can all have a snow day.

We can have snowball fights, make snow angels and we have to make a snowman and after we do all that we can go in and watch a Christmas movie and drink hot chocolate and eat cookies.

I ran out of bed and started to wake up everyone else then I went and woke up my brother Patton he opened his bedroom door with a warm smile which was always the best thing about my brother his warm hugs and smiles.

Patton: Good morning my dear sister,  What makes you so happy this morning?

Yn: Patton, it's snowing outside so dress warm because we're going to have a snow day.

Patton: Yeeeey how fun, ok let's do this you go wake up Virgil and I'll just go quickly and change then I'll go get the others and we'll meet outside.

I laughed at him and ran towards Virgil's room and first I knocked on his bedroom door but I got no answer so I tried knocking again.

Yn: Virgil are you awake?

Huh no answer i opened his door and walked over to his bed and sat on his bed and looked at him and couldn't help but think how cute he is.

I could sit like this for how long, I know it sounds very unpleasant but I really can't help it he is so very cute.

I removed the bangs that were hiding his face and as I did so Virgil started to move a little, I put my hand on his shoulders and started trying to wake him up.

Yn: Virgil wake up.

Virgils Pov:

God I just want to sleep today I don't want to get up or I'd rather try to sleep but it seems someone else has some other plans for me.

It must be Patton or one of the other guys I opened my eyes to tell them to leave me alone but when I saw Yn I didn't say anything.

Virgil: Yn what are you doing?

Yn: It's snowing outside and we're going out for a snow day so get up and jump and put on something warm.

Virgil: Snow days and having fun aren't really my thing.

Yn: Please Virgil it will be a lot more fun if you join please for me.

Virgil: Okey okey, I'm with you on your snow day.

Yn: Yeeeey, I'll just run back to my room and change into warmer clothes and I'll see you out there.

She told me and hugged me then she ran to her room.

It's strange I usually don't like it when people touch me but when she touches me it feels like my whole body gets warm and I get happy what does this feeling mean?

TS

Yn: Virgil come and help me build the snowman I've started with.

Virgil: Um I've never built a snowman before.

Yn: It's easy, I'll show you how.

Yn showed me how to do it and luckily she had already rolled all the balls to their correct sizes and I have to admit this was a lot of fun.

And now we were standing in front of the half finished snowman all that was missing was a nose.

I looked at her and saw that she was holding a carrot that we were going to use as the snowman's nose.

She turned her head towards me and held out the carrot and smiled at me as she told me.

Yn: Would you like to have the honor of giving our dear friend a nose.

Virgil: Um okey.

I took the carrot from her hand and walked over to the snowman and put the "nose" in place, so now it was completely ready.

I turned around and saw a very happy Yn.

She is so very cute, and before I could say anything I was tackled in a hug by Yn and I hugged her back and while we were standing there it started to snow even more.

She looked up at me and gave me a small light kiss on my nose.

Yn: I'm so glad you chose to come out with me.

Virgil: Me too.

The end.

[simpofmanymen]

Prompt: It’s Valentine’s Day and she’s never received any cards or messages from anyone…until now.

(was listening to This is what falling in love feels like- JVKE and needed to write this, also Janus is funner to write lying all the time, beside when he's trying not to)

{Ships: poly sander sides x g/n reader}

Valentine's day, I never really had any opinions on it. I've never really been with anyone on it, or gotten anything, of course in elementary but, you were made to give those out. I mean I've never gotten anything that means something, i don't hate it i just have never gotten the chance to feel anything. So when I woke up that morning to my boyfriend Patton cooking pancakes I didn't think much, but. The heart shaped pancakes did throw me off, “you ready for today?” he said as his bubbly self, “ Is today special or something?” that earned me a gasp from everyone, “it's valentine's day!!!” “ah..” roman looked at me confused, “my dear y/n do you not enjoy valentines day?” I gave a breathy chuckle, “I don't really know how i feel about it” “agreed y/n, just another holiday” “JUST ANOTHER HOLIDAY'' everyone started yelling at Logan, me and Virgil laughed softly. I had finished my breakfast after a couple refills and decided to go over to the couch, a snake decided to join us walking down the stairs, “hi Jan” “horrible to see you this morning” he respond, I smiled softly before turning the TV on to set up my F/S that I need to finish. When I heard a roman run in and snatch my phone (we lost the real remote..) “no no no, romantic movie my love” I sighed softly looking over to Janus with an annoyed face, he rolled his eyes back at me. Everyone started to pile in. I ended up being cuddled by Patton, cuddling Virgil, Remus in my lap, and sitting in Logan's lap. Roman was sitting next to my leg, Remy with a blanket around him and laying his head on Thomas who were both sitting on Patton's side of the couch. Roman put on some romance I've never bothered watching. I layed back more on Logan and gave him a peck on the jawline, a mistake. “Hey babyyyy i wanna kiss to!” Patton looked up at me saying, “me tooooooo” Remus says, before then everyone (who would say it) was chiming in wanting a kiss too. I groaned and grabbed onto the Logan, “nooooo im comfyyyyy, Logan save meeeee” “THAT'S MY JOB” roman said crossing his arms like a child. I giggled into Logan's neck. He had his arms wrapped around me, his chin on top of my head, jealous noises everywhere. {time skip} after the movie was over I ended up mostly in the same cuddle position as before. Me, Jan, Logan, and Virgil were the only ones awake at that point. So comfortable, I woke up Remus softly (he was on my legs nnefneufiuefibfb) he ended up waking up everyone. Patton and Logan got up to make lunch, I finally got to my F/S, “lunch!” Patton half yelled, we all sat around the table, roman and Patton stood up. “We have something special for all of you!” roman said, “WE MADE CARDS!” Patton said. They passed out cards with everyone's logos, yours and Thomas's just had hearts with your F/Cs. you opened yours “you make us all smile, we love you, we love your laugh, your insecurities, we love your face, we love everything you hate, we love you so much. Thank you for coming into our lives.” butterflies <3 just butterflies <3 Happy tears? Yes. I started softly giggling as tears streamed down my face. Patton walked over and hugged me, are you ok? Are you good? Could be heard throughout the table, a lot of us got emotional from our messages. I gave Patton a kiss, and nuzzled him softly. We all ended up finishing lunch and going back to cuddling on the couch. I think I’m going to like Valentine's Day from now on. 

[th3w00ds]

Hey I saw your requests were open? If that's still the case then I'd love to request a Natemare x reader that has some sanders sides fic where the reader has been dating Mare for awhile so the reader decides to finally introduce Mare to there best friend of many years, Virgil. If that's possible, please and thank you.

Of course!!!

I Lie Inside Myself for Hours

@namelessmunster

Title From: Imaginary by Evanescence

Fandom: Youtuber Egos + Sanders Sides

AU: None

Content Warnings: Not proofread

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As you were standing in front of the Sides house, it occurred to you for the fifteenth time that day that Natemare, your boyfriend, had never met the Sides. You didn’t know if they’d even get along.

The reason you were here other than introduce him to your friends was to see your best friend of many years, Virgil. He was an anxious guy, but somehow you were closest to him out of the Sides rather than one would probably expect your best friend to be, like Logan or Patton.

But Anxiety was the one who you were closest to. You’d known Virgil for around five years, since Thomas had invited you over saying that he “wanted you to meet a few people.” It turned out that those people were parts of himself. 

You sighed, and knocked on the door, then turning to Mare. “It won’t be that long, usually Roman- Creativity gets the door within a few seconds,” 

“Yeah? Wellll, I can’t help but notice it’s taking a few more than that, isn’t it Y/N?” He said sarcastically, looking around the outside of the house. Oh yeah, he’d for sure get along with Virgil. 

Around ten seconds later Roman opened the door, and he smiled at the sight of you. He called out to the other Sides, “Y/N IS HERE!!!”

Then he looked back at you and his eyes turned to Mare. “Ohh, who is this now? Your lover? What’s his name? How did you meet-“ 

“Roman!! Shut!!!” You said, interrupting him. That man never stopped with his romance questions if he figured one was interested in it. 

“Awww… fine, I’ll save them for later. But do I at least get to know his name?” Roman said.

You looked over at Mare, and he smiled.

“I’m Natemare, but if you want you can call me Mare,” He told Roman, shaking his hand. 

“Well.. come in! Virgil will be happy to see you, Y/N!” Roman said, moving out of the way. 

“Who’s Virgil?” Mare asked you as you both walked into the house.

“He’s my best friend,” You answered.

“And you’ve never introduced me to him? Shame upon you,” He said jokingly, “How dare you not introduce me to everyone you know.” 

“Shut up,” you said, laughing a little. 

“Hmm… no!” He replied. “Y’know, I am curious as to who the other Sides are. Roman was certainly a… character,” 

“That’s just how he is,” you said. You then saw Logan, Patton and Janus hanging out in the living room, playing some kind of board game.

Patton looked up first, and pretty much shouted in excitement. “Y/N! You’re here! I’m so happy, it’s been way too long,” 

“Patton, it has been two weeks since Y/N has last visited.” Logan said, placing a piece on the board. Janus looked at you, slightly smiling, and then he looked at Mare.

“Oh, great, there are two emos here now.. I’m so thrilled,” He said, and he rolled his eyes.

“You remind me of my younger brother,” Mare said to Janus. 

“Amazing,” Janus said flatly. Patton then went up to Mare.

“What’s your name? Are you human? Also, I’m Patton, Thomas’s Morality, Logan is his Logic and Janus is his… Deceit,” He said. 

“I’d suggest stopping with the rampant questions, Patton, he’s already been questioned enough by Roman,” Logan said.

“It’s okay. I’m Natemare, and no, I’m not human. I’m a siren,” Mare answered Patton. 

“Like the beings that lured sailors to their deaths in Greek Mythology?” Logan asked. 

Mare nodded, “Exactly. Most people I meet get scared when they hear that, so it’s kind of new that people aren’t.. you know, trembling and backing away just because of that.” 

“It wouldn’t be nice to judge you based on what you are!” Patton said, smiling once more. 

“Hypocrite,” Janus quietly said with anger while out of earshot of Patton. Which was true. Out of all the light Sides, Patton was the one who judged the dark Sides based on what they were the most. 

“That’s nice. It was nice meeting all of you, Y/N has mentioned all of you once or twice,” Mare said. 

“You did?!” Patton said happily. 

You nodded. “Yeah. Also, Patton, do you know where Virgil is?” You asked. You hadn’t seen the emo nightmare yet, which was odd. Usually he was one of the first to come talk to you when you came over. 

“Yes, where is that raccoon? He disappeared right when you showed up,” Janus said. 

“He’s downstairs,” Patton replied, “Probably on the couch, poor kiddo. I wonder what’s up with him today..” 

It might be the fact a new person is here. Virgil didn’t like new people, he never has. It took him a while to trust you, and even more time for him to open up to you. 

“Thank you! We’ll go check on him,” You said, walking down the stairs with Mare.

“So.. if the Sides represent things about Thomas, then what is Virgil?” Mare asked you. 

“Virgil is Thomas’s Anxiety,” you answered his question. “He’s not really a people person,” 

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Mare said. You two reached the bottom, and entered into a second living area. 

You looked around for your best friend, and then saw him on the couch, like Patton said he might be.

He was on his phone, probably scrolling on Tumblr, with his hood up and his headphones in. The music was loud, so loud that you could hear it. It was “I’m Not Okay (I Promise)” by My Chemical Romance, which was Virgil’s self proclaimed “theme song” and one you two often listened to together. 

Well, if listening is counted as screaming the lyrics to it at 3am, then yes, you listened to it together. 

You went up to him and tapped his shoulder a few times. “Virgil??”

He paused his music and looked up, not taking off his hood. “What?” He said with an annoyed tone. You were stunned for a moment. He hadn’t been this blatantly annoyed with you since before you were best friends.

“Uh- I want you to meet someone,” You said, gesturing to Mare. Virgil sighed, and finally took off his hood, taking out his headphones as well. 

“Who?” That was all he said. “Don’t tell me they’re like Roman… or worse, Remus,” 

“Oh, no, he’s not like them at all. This is Natemare, my boyfriend,” You said. Virgil moved to look at Mare, looking him up and down. 

“He’s your boyfriend? Huh. Wait, first of all, WHEN did you get a boyfriend? You’ve never mention this to me before,” he said, his annoyance slightly going away. 

“We’ve been dating for six months,” Mare answered for you. 

“Six months??? Y/N, you’ve been over here  eight times in that time and you’ve NEVER mentioned this??? I would’ve thought that you would tell me whenever you got a partner, since you’re, you know, my best friend!” Now the annoyance was back. Virgil did seem mad, as he raised his voice slightly.

“Hi.. I don’t want us to bother you, we can leave if you want,” Mare said. “Also.. were you listening to MCR? They’re one of my favorite bands, and I’m Not Okay is a good song.” 

Virgil was silent for a few moments, and then spoke. “No, you guys can… stay if you want. I want Y/N here at least,” He said.

“Alright,” You said. “Can I sit next to you?” You asked. Virgil simply nodded, and moved so you could sit next to him.

You sat down, and Mare sat down too. You moved closer to him, and Virgil sort of.. glared?? Does he think that just because you have a boyfriend, you’re going to abandon him or something?

“Virgil.. I’m not going to leave you, and I’m not going to stop being friends with you just because I have a boyfriend,” You said, trying to reassure him due to his unspoken feelings. 

“Who said I thought that? I wasn’t saying that,” He said. Mare laughed.

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna steal your best friend from you or something,” 

Virgil… actually laughed at that. That was a good sign. 

That was probably the quickest time he laughed at something someone he just met said, even when you had first met him.

You could tell they’d get along great. Eventually.