#poc virgil sanders

[tss-whumper]

my whump intro!

hey, gang!! i'm annie, you might know me from my main blog (@prodigal-explorer). this is my side blog, and it's a place for all things sanders sides whump! whump isn't a very big thing in this fandom, but i really love it and i think this fandom has so much whump potential.

to clear things up for anyone confused, whump is basically a genre of fanfic/headcanons/content where characters (they are called whumpees) are being hurt either by other characters (they are called whumpers) or by natural elements such as sickness and weather. sometimes, there are characters who help whumpees feel better, or protect them from whumpers (they are called caretakers). whump is sort of like hurt/comfort, but there's not always the guarantee of comfort. whether or not there's comfort is up to personal preference! when it comes to whump, pretty much any kind of pain/injury/hurt is on the table, so when engaging with it, it's important to read tags carefully, just for your own safety!

with this blog, the characters from sanders sides will be playing whumpees, whumpers, and caretakers in an assortment of ways! characters will not always be named. sometimes it will just be (side a) or (side b), or it will just be labeled as "whumper" or "whumpee" if i don't really have a sanders sides character in mind for the scenario.

more info about my page and what i will and won't write below! (warning: i don't censor any of my words, so proceed with caution if that bothers you. some of the content i mention is very sensitive.)

whump themes/ideas/characters/tropes i LOVE writing:

whumpee!roman

whumpee!logan

caretaker!janus

caretaker!remus

caretaker!virgil

whumper!patton

emotional/verbal abuse

physical abuse

familial abuse

religious trauma

pet whump

whumpee turned caretaker

caretaker turned whumpee

caretaker turned whumper

small whumper and large whumpee

medieval whump

canonverse whump

non-canonverse whump

ropes/chains

stress positions

inhumane punishments (especially when they have significant meanings in the story)

sunshine character who is secretly the whumper

whumpers who genuinely think they're doing the right thing

whumpees who are bad people

caretakers who don't know how to be a caretaker/bad caretaker

unreliable narrator

eating disorders

humiliation

age gaps (as long as they're painted in a bad light)

whumpees of marginalized communities (poc, lgbtq+ besides gay cis white men, disabled, fat, jewish, etc.) because there is NOT ENOUGH OF THAT IN THE WHUMP COMMUNITY. i get it's tricky territory and you have to be careful with it, but why are little white guys the only ones getting rescued and taken care of?

descriptive fics

multi-chapter fics

one-shots

drabbles

bullet fics

songfics

scriptfics

whump themes/ideas/characters/tropes i WILL write:

blood/gore

whumpee turned whumper

whumper turned whumpee

suicidal thoughts/ideation

sa/noncon

prostitution

boxboy (though i don't have much experience, so i will be learning as i go!)

whumpee!virgil

whumpee!janus

whumpee!remus

caretaker!roman

caretaker!logan

whumper!virgil

whumper!remus

whumper!janus

whumper!logan

lady whump (it's not my favorite but i'll do it)

delusions

sick whump

emento

wilderness whump

child whump

children whumping children

whump with remy/sleep, c!thomas, and emile picani (i'll write them as any role, whumpee/whumper/caretaker)

whumpee x caretaker (as long as it's not codependent)

toxic whumpee x whumper (where it's clear that the relationship is not a good one)

whumpee x whumpee

courtroom scenes

major character death

unhappy endings

happy endings

bittersweet endings

whump themes/ideas/characters/tropes i WILL NOT write:

whumpee!patton

caretaker!patton

whumper!roman

tiny whump (just not my thing)

fem side x masc side (especially when the whumpee is the fem side)

any whump involving thomas sanders (like the real person) or any of his friends.

anything relating to bodily waste

detailed descriptions of needles (it just freaks me out lol)

feel free to send in an ask requesting anything you want me to write or react to, as long as it's not in the "will not write" category. if you don't see what you want listed anywhere, just assume that i will write it! there isn't a lot that i don't do, but i will not negotiate with the boundaries i have, so please don't try to convince me!

[sanders-whump]

welcome to my blog!

this is a blog that specializes in sanders sides whump, and how those two things come together. here is some information about me!

my name is ezreal, i use he/star pronouns, and i'm 18 years old.

i like a lot of fandoms (undertale, hunger games, south park, dance moms, broadway, and many more), but sanders sides is my main focus on here!

here are my main character specialties:

-whumpee!roman

-caretaker!roman

-whumper!patton

-whumpee!remus

-caretaker!remus

-whumpee!virgil

-caretaker!virgil

-caretaker!janus

-whumpee!logan

here are character placements that i won't write:

-whumpee!patton

-caretaker!patton

-whumper!roman

here are whump tropes that i like to write:

-human whump

-nonhuman whump

-pet whump

-hurt/comfort

-hurt no comfort

-whumper turned whumpee

-whumpee turned caretaker

-caretaker turned whumpee

-overworked whump

-kidnapping

-self sacrifice

-forced to watch

-exposed to elements

-big whumpees (because not all whumpees are tiny pathetic little noodles, big people can be vulnerable too!)

-poc whumpees (because not all poc characters are whumpers and caretakers!! let poc characters get comforted and saved and rescued!)

-and many, many more!

here are whump tropes that i will not write:

-explicit nsfw

-shrunken/tiny whump (it just doesn't interest me)

-and that's pretty much it. i'm not really picky or easily triggered.

feel free to send me an ask if you want me to write something specific! my favorite characters to write about are roman and logan, but i can do it all! i also have multiple aus which will be in my masterlist!

[prodigal-explorer]

asks are officially open for my new sanders sides au askblog for my run baby run au!! please send asks of any kind if you feel so inclined, i cannot wait to share this story with you guys!!!

(also if you like brotherly/familial logince, dad virgil, poc/disability representation, and just kid fics in general, you will really enjoy this au!!)

[aver-no]

Real to Me (A Sanders Sides Princess and the Frog AU)  Prologue

First | Next

Summary: Virgil Bast grew up in a poor neighborhood in New Orleans, learning from his family’s work ethic and never once slowing down from the day he could get a job of his own. He’s always been kept company by his best friend, Patton La Bouff, son of the richest man in New Orleans. 

Prince Roman of Maldonia has always been surrounded by praise, money, and almost anything he could ever want. Prince Remus, on the other hand, has never really been what you might call the pride of Maldonia. 

And the Shadow Man has only ever wanted to punish those who’ve done wrong, helped along by his Friend on the Other Side.

Relationships: Platonic moxiety, eventual prinxiety

Characters: Virgil, Patton (eventual Roman, Remus, Janus, Logan, C!Thomas)

Warnings: None for this chapter! (There will be eventual unsympathetic Janus and Remus, but they get redeemed. There will also eventually be racial prejudice, but no slurs or physical violence.)

Word count: 1644

A/N: Hi, I’d like to preface this fic by saying that I’m not black. Although I am non-white, I also don’t have the same experiences as black people do and therefore cannot do their stories justice the way that they can. 

I really debated on how best to write this au, because I want to give the best representation that I possibly can, and I even considered just scrapping it. However, I was really excited about it, and in the end I wanted to provide what representation I can, because as a racial minority myself, I know that some representation (so long as it’s accurate) is better than none at all. 

There are no internal monologues about being black in this story, because I don’t know how that would go. I also realize that not all black people share the same exact thoughts/opinions and since I can’t use my own personal experience with racism for this, I figured it best to leave out the internal aspects of it altogether, so that I don’t misrepresent the black community. There is, however, some racism aimed at some of the characters by others. This is something I felt like I could accurately write about, having witnessed and experienced racism myself. The racism is there, presented, and condemned, but I don’t offer much more than that. Discrimination on the basis of race and/or color is something that too many people have faced, and I felt that it was too important to leave out of the story altogether (especially considering it’s part of why Tiana struggled to get her restaurant in the movie itself).

If you made it this far, thanks for reading!! This is something I’ve worked hard on, and I really hope you enjoy it! This first chapter is going to be mostly characterization and setting up the rest of the story, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! 

Without further ado, I give you Real to Me!

“Just at that moment, the ugly little frog looked up with his sad, round eyes and pleaded, ‘Oh, please, dear princess, only a kiss from you can break this terrible spell that was inflicted on me by a wicked witch!’”

Virgil felt Patton lean over to him to loudly whisper, “Here comes my favorite part!” Virgil mentally prepared himself for what he knew was coming next.

“And the beautiful princess was so moved by his desperate plea that she stooped down,” Patton was leaning in now, “picked up the slippery creature,” Virgil was leaning away, “and kissed that little frog!”

Pat gave a squeal of delight and grabbed the cat that was walking by, squeezing it so tightly its eyes seemed to pop out. All while Virgil was dramatically sticking his tongue out as far as he could.

That was one thing about his friend that Virgil would never understand. How could Patton possibly think that the story was anything but unrealistic and unsanitary? The princess could’ve contracted some disease! Or maybe the frog was lying and he wasn’t even a prince?! Who came up with those stories?? He needed to have a talk with them.

“...and they lived happily ever after!”

He heard Patton sigh with delight before looking at Virgil’s mama with pleading eyes. “Will you read it again Mrs. Bast?”

“Sorry, honey, we’d better be heading home,” she said with a kind smile. “Say goodbye Virgil.”

“There is no way I’d ever ever EVER kiss a frog. Yuck,” Virgil ranted as he gathered his things from around the room.

“Even if he turned into a prince after?” Patton asked.

Virgil nodded hard. “Especially if he turned into a prince. Princes are just rich boys who do nothing all day but ride on their horses and dance with pretty ladies. I’d have to do all his work for him!”

“Nuh-uh!! Princes are brave, and polite, and after you’re married, they only dance with you!” Pat defended.

“You don’t kn-!”

“Evening Eudora!” Patton’s daddy called as he turned into the room.

“Daddy! Daddy!” Pat jumped up and down excitedly. “Look at my new dress!!” He twirled around to show off the fluffy, sky blue gown Eudora had sewn for him.

“Why, I’d expect nothing less from the finest seamstress in New Orleans!”

“Well thanks, Mr. La Bouff,” Eudora Bast replied. “Sorry to leave so soon after seeing ya, but we’d best be heading out now.”

Virgil vaguely heard Mr. La Bouff give his well-wishes to his mama as Pat was walking over to say, “What if the prince wasn’t lazy and boring? Would you marry him then?”

“I’d only marry him if he wasn’t just some prince in a book,” Virgil stated matter-of-factly. “He has to be a real person that I can talk to.”

“Well duh, silly! You can’t marry a book!” the blond boy laughed.

“Virgil! It’s time to go home baby, your daddy should be home by now,” Eudora called to him.

He ran over to where his mama was standing in the wide, elegant doorway and shouted, “Bye Patton!”

“Bye Virge!!”

~

Virgil always liked the ride home. He could watch the other people on the tram, and wonder what they’re like, and stare out the window at the fuzzy streetlights in the distance. Plus he got to lean his head on his mama’s shoulder and feel the tram rock side to side. It made him feel safe. 

When they got near their neighborhood, Eudora whispered, “Go ahead and pull the cord.”

Virgil waved goodbye to the driver as he hopped off the tram and onto the sidewalk. He looked up at his mama as they walked down the street. “Why does Pat wanna marry a prince so bad? He’s already a prince, pretty much.”

“I don’t know sweetheart.” The lights made his mama’s face look so warm. “Maybe he wants to make it official. You could ask him sometime.”

“No,” Virgil said thoughtfully, “I think I’ll just help him find his prince. Oh! That can be his birthday present this year!!”

Eudora laughed lightly and smiled down at him. “I think that’s a great idea, hon.”

Voices rang out from houses along the streets, and Virgil could see families laughing together through some of the glowing windows. The two of them stepped up to the old, brown house and the door that creaks when you open it. As soon as he stepped inside, Virgil smelled the most amazing gumbo in the world, the kind only his daddy could make. He could almost taste it in the air. That, in combination with the yellow light coming from the kitchen and his daddy’s heavy, brown coat draped over the living room chair made Virgil feel like there was a fire in his chest, the kind that you have at Christmas. 

“Daddy! We’re home!!”

Mr. Bast looked over his shoulder at the two coming inside, and smiled big. “Hey, Virge! I’m almost done chopping veggies, you wanna help me finish?”

“Yeah!! Can I taste it?” the boy asked as he dragged a chair over to the old stove.

“I’d be hurt if you didn’t,” James joked, helping him up. “How ‘bout you put these peppers in?”

After they’d let the ingredients stew in the pot for a while, Virgil put the wooden spoon to his mouth and his daddy asked, “How’s it taste?”

“Hmm…” Virgil tapped his chin a bit before quickly sliding to the floor, running over to the cupboard, and grabbing a bottle of tabasco. He dashed back over to the pot and shook in some of the sauce. “There! Try it!” The curly-haired boy handed the spoon over to his dad. He laughed as his daddy made a big show of tasting it.

“Mmm, now that has to be the best gumbo I ever tasted!” James grabbed Virgil under the arms and swung him to the ground. “Why don’t you go with your mama to call the neighborhood over? I’ll grab the pot.”

Virgil slid out of his daddy’s arms and nodded before running to the door. He flung it open and shouted as loud as he could, “Hey, everybody! I made gumbo!!” His mama reached where he was standing on the porch and stood behind him proudly, while the neighbors greeted him with “Woo! That smells good!” and he replied with “I made it almost all by myself! My daddy helped a little though.” Mr. Bast spooned out some gumbo into everyone’s bowls, and one by one they picked up their spoons.

It was quiet for a little, the kind that happens when your family’s sat around the table and it’s been a long day, but now you get to eat something and it barely even matters what it is because you’re all eating it in the same place at the same time. Then, though, people start saying things like “Mm-mm-mmm!!” and “this is fantastic Virgil, you must’ve gotten your daddy’s talent.” He could barely stop smiling long enough to chew. (His mama didn’t say anything about chewing with his mouth closed.) (This time.)

~

That night, when Virgil snuggled under his covers, he was smiling. He felt his mama sitting down on the bed by his feet. James was standing right next to her.

“You know the thing about good food?” Virgil looked up at his daddy. “It brings folks together from all walks of life. It warms them right up and it puts little smiles on their faces.” He tapped Virgil’s cheeks when he said it. James pulled a piece of paper out of his shirt pocket and showed it to Virgil, a drawing of a beautiful golden room with fancy tables and soaring ceilings. There were lots of people in the picture, musicians and waiters and diners with nice clothes and big feathers. “When I open up my restaurant, I tell you, people are going to line up for miles around just to get a taste of my food.”

Virgil sat up at that. “Our food.”

“That’s right, baby. Our food,” his daddy laughed and handed him the picture. The boy held it gently in his hands, like it was the most precious thing in the world.

Suddenly, Virgil got up and said, “Oh, look!” He stared out the window.

“What is it, hon?” Eudora craned her head to see what he was looking at.

“Patton’s fairy tale book said if you wish on a star, it’s sure to come true!”

James smiled at him and said gently, “Well, you wish on that star. You dream with all your heart. But remember, Virge, that star can only take you part of the way.” Virgil looked away from the star and back at his daddy. “You’ve got to help it along with some hard work of your own, and then, yeah, you can do anything you set your mind to. Just promise me one thing.” Virgil held his eyes. “That you’ll never, ever lose sight of what’s really important. Okay?” He nodded hard, twice, just to be sure his daddy knew he was serious. 

His mama reached over to rub the tight black curls on his head. “See you in the morning, baby.”

“Get some sleep,” James told him.

“G’night,” Virgil whispered as he snuggled deeper into bed.

When the door closed, he hopped up again and went to the window. He could still find the star he had been looking at earlier — it was the brightest, and almost in the very middle of the sky. Almost like it was standing on a stage, waiting to be seen. Virgil closed his eyes and held the drawing to his chest. “I wish, I wish, I wish…”

Rrrrrribbit.

Virgil slowly turned to see the frog on the windowsill. 

If he screamed, it was nobody’s business. (His mama and daddy were lucky enough to enjoy his company that night.)

~

A/N: Ok so I realize that it’s a lot of just quoting the movie, but I liked the way they set it up so I figured why fix it if it’s not broken right? But from here on, the characters deviate more from those of the movie, so the dialogue will be a whole lot more of my own :) it’ll be a lot more interesting next chapter, I promise. (And Virgil will be grown next time.)

Taglist: @prinxiety-shipper101 @meowthefluffy

[badkatart]

Post for @sandersidesbigbang

[Story Name] My Name Is Logan Sanders-Miller

[Author] Vee | @im-an-anxious-wreck

[Charaters] All Plus An Oc

[Rating/Warnings] NA

[ID] [A Family Photo of Kid Roman and Remus, teen Virgil and Logan in the foreground and Adult/Parent Janus, Patton and A Female oc I’m the background. Roman and Remus have yellow paper crowns and dark brown skin. Roman, who has a small faded patch of gold dyed hair, is wearing a white long sleeve shirt with a red sash looking annoying at Remus who has is tongue stuck out at Roman partially hiding behind Virgil. Remus is wearing a black long sleeve shirt and a green sash and has a drawn on mustache. Remus silver streak of not as faded as Roman. Both are in front of Janus. Virgil has a small small smile on his face looking off to the side. His hands are in his hoodie pockets. His hoodie has a small skull on the top right. Virgil has brown eyes and dark skin but not as dark as the twins and vitiligo. Logan is smiling forward at the camera with big square glasses, black dress shirt, and a blue tie with matching blue sweater. Janus has the same dark skin as Virgil and vitiligo as well. Janus has one hand on Roman’s head and one on Patton’s back. Patton hands his hands on Virgil Shoulder and Logan back. Patton has big round glasses and a big smile. The oc has straight black hair and deep brown eyes. She’s smiling softly with one hand on Logan’s back. She’s wrong a white dress shirt, blue sweater, and khaki pants. There is a thumb over the bottom right of the picture frame like someone holding the picture in their hand]

[iggyalfi2319]

A dandelion wish

Pairings: established Logicality, Prinxiety, variable!Dukeceit

Other tags/warnings: poc!Sides, Genderfluid!Roman, Nonbinary!Janus, Demiboy!Remus, prosthetic!Logan, long haired Sides, size differences, small!Patton, giant!Patton.

(if there is any triggers I forgot, please kindly ask me to add it or correct any mistakes I made. English isn't my birth language.)

Chapter 1: Make a wish and blow a dandelion

Characters physical description:

Patton Morahearty: he/him, 19 years old, 5'3, fair skin, light freckles, fluffy chocolate brown hair with light blue streaks and equally brown eyes.

Janus Mendax: they/them, 21 years old, 5'7, tan skin with vitiligo on the half of their body, a long scar from their mouth, long light cool brown hair with golden reflections, amber eyes.

Logan Gemynd: he/him, 20 years old, 6', has prosthetics on his face, left arm and right leg, fair skin (slightly lighter than Patton’s), jet black hair with blue dyed streaks, shaved sides and a long braid, one eye is brown, the other is cerulean blue with black sclera, being a part of the prosthetic.

Virgil Andersen: he/him 19 years old, 6'7, fair skin (same complexion as Logan), hair dyed in a mix of indigo and grape, buzz cut sides, long bangs hiding the half of his face and his green eye, the other one being brown.

Roman LaValiente: he/she/they (wears a color coded friendship bracelet) 19 years old, 5'6, tan skin, medium auburn hair tied in a low ponytail, emerald eyes.

Remus Octavio: he/they 20 years old, 5'9, dark skin, perfectly trimmed moustache, medium ash brown hair with a birth silver lock and dyed green end, dreadlocks tied up in a high ponytail, emerald eyes, slightly darker than Roman.

Note: Roman and Remus are not blood related. When Roman’s father met Remus’s father, they raised them like twins, and the boys kept it up, to the point of saying “we’re twins with one year apart.”

====== ADW ======

As far as he could remember, Patton had quite always been on the short side.

The fact everyone teased him about it didn't really help. At 19 years old, most people took him for a small kid, especially with his quite youthful face. That didn't mean he looked like a poor fragile little thing though, he was a big person, mind you. It was just… being on the short end of the stick came with a lot of inconvenience.

Seriously, standing next to Virgil, who was a solid 6'7, made him look so tiny with his 5'3.

Patton had to tiptoe or pull Logan's tie if he wanted to kiss him, as he was twenty centimeter taller.

Logan not being the most expressive person of the group (most of the time), Patton couldn't tell if it was annoying him…

He could be wearing heels like the twins or occasionally Janus, but last time he tried, even with Roman’s coaching, he badly sprained his ankle.

And so, after an excruciating day at school where some students found it very funny to tie up his bag on the ceiling lamp (taken down by Virgil), Patton was finally heading home, alongside his boyfriend and the group.

The shorter male sighed softly.

“Patton, are you okay?”

The latter jumped up in surprise.

“O-oh! I-I’m fine, don’t worry…” he laughed nervously.

Logan stared at him, clearly dubious. Patton shifted under his gaze, especially his cybernetic eye.

“A-Are you using your lie detector on me? We already have Janus for that.” Patton tried to joke

“Hey!” Janus said in indignation.

Virgil looked at Patton in horror and quickly waved his hand in front of his throat to tell him to cut it out. The chocolate brune’s eyes widened, realizing what he just did. Logan wasn’t especially self-conscious about his mechanical parts, but he didn’t really like the jokes about it, thanks to the jerks at school.

“O-oh my God, Logan! I-I’m so sorry! I-”

“It’s okay Patton.” Logan stopped him. “I know you had a rough day and my prosthetic eye can be unsettling.”

“That’s not an excuse!” the brunette shook his head vehemently. “As you boyfriend, I should know it’s your pet peeve-”

Logan put his human hand on Patton’s head.

“As much as I find your concern really endearing, worry not. I’m fine.” he said.

“Huh?” the latter blinked.

Before Logan patted him on the head.

“And…why are you patting me?...” Patton raised an eyebrow.

“Because -” Logan pulled out a flash card, before patting Patton and reading said card. “- it gives us a cute Giant/Tiny dynamic.”

“T-tiny?...” the shorter man’s cheek flushed bright red in embarrassment.

“You don’t like it?” Logan frowned slightly. “Roman and Remus told me it would be, I quote, ‘totes adorable’.”

Roman muffled out his laughter while Remus cackled, which caused them to earn a disapproving glare from Virgil for the first, and a good back head slap from Janus for the other.

“Do you want me to stop?” the raven-blue haired man asked, still patting his smaller partner.

*Gosh that’s so embarrassing, but it feels so nice at the same time…* Patton thought.

“Keep going…” he muttered. “it’s...nice…”

“HA!” Remus guwaffed, earning another back head slap from Janus, causing the mustached man to snicker.

Logan pulled Patton against his broad chest, gently patting his head.

“There, there.”

*Logan’s tiddies! I-I-I just can’t…* Patton blushed furiously, his face buried between them.

“Hum, I think you’re choking him, Robocop.” Roman chuckled, taking a picture.

Logan was used to Roman’s nicknames, knowing it wasn’t malicious.

“Oh, apologies, Patton.” he pulled away, causing Patton to whine softly.

“Nuh-uh, you know how she gets when she’s worried.” the purple man shook his head.

“Look guys, the stars are already out, can’t you, like, cuddle tomorrow?” Virgil said. “I promised Cara I won’t get home too late…”

“Virgil, you’re 19, can’t your mom cut you some slack?” Remus nudged him.

The wind blew softly in this fine sky clear night.

Patton shuddered, when he saw floaty white little things in the moonlight.

“Oh guys! Look!” He ran to the sideroad. “Dandelions!”

“You know what they say.” Roman flipped his hair, grinning. “Make a wish and blow a dandelion!”

Virgil rolled his eyes with a groan while Logan raised an eyebrow.

“That won't likely happen…”

Patton sighed softly

“You’ll never know if you don’t try it, Lo…”

He went to pick up one of the fluffy looking weeds before blowing it, thinking very hard of his wish. He watched the little seeds getting carried by the wind, disappearing into the night sky.

“What did you wish for?” Logan asked, walking next to him.

“Silly, if I tell you, it won’t work.” Patton giggled softly.

He tiptoed and kissed his cheek, before going home for the night.

The next day...

“...gan...o...gan…”

At the sound of his name being called, Logan’s eye fluttered open while his prosthetic one activated and adjusted to the light.

“LOGAN! LOGAN!”

“Patton?...” the raven-blue haired male frowned at his lover’s distressed voice and put on his glasses…

Only to see a big chocolate brown eye through the window.

====== ADW ======

Taglist (ask to be added):

@gilby-the-geek-girl (thank you for helping me <3 )

[beepmeowz]

HIA! ITS ELI AGAIN!

How would you guys feel if I rewrote / remade the ILY au? I honestly feel kind of shitty with how I handled alot of the stuff I wanted to include, especially when it came to POC and mental health representation. Mainly because I suffered through a lot with my family and mental health, and I realized that my portrayal of racial identity was kind of scuffed, especially when it came to Virgil. I also kind of want to make it it's own blog , to be honest. I've been thinking of turning the new version into a comic / ask blog, and I'm really invested in the project. It would just be really hard to get off the ground, and actually scripting the story would be a pain. I think it could be worth it, but I'm already working on some other passion projects that are still in development, and I've also got school lmao. I just want to know whether or not that would be something the community would be into? I'd also love to hear some advice on how to run an ask blog. Thx 💞

[imreallystressed]

habp two-days-late birthday roman!!

(click for better quality!! please don't repost my art :7)

[djbead123]

I keep making sander sides someone please help m

[omgyouatetheprincess]

look !! a latina woman, a black man, and a person with Asian heritage playing the sides !!

they're not hurting anyone and they're doing a fantastic job

[concreteenthusiast]

Behold, a lad!

[becca-becky]

While I'm thriving off of the POC sides content I'm getting, I must say one (1) thing:

USE REFERENCES IN YOUR ARTWORK FOR THE POC SIDES. OR REALLY ANY PERSON OF COLOR YOU'RE DRAWING.

THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DRAWING A BLACK CHARACTER WITH THE FACIAL FEATURES OF THEIR RACE AND DRAWING A WHITE CHARACTER BUT COLORING THEM BROWN

LEARN HOW TO DRAW HAIR. DRAWING AN AFRO OR DREADS AREN'T THE SAME AS DRAWING A CURLY HEAD OF HAIR.

USE REFERENCES. FROM PINTEREST, GOOGLE, WHEREVER. I DON'T HAVE ANY SPECIFIC REFERENCE WEBSITES BUT I DO KNOW THAT THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO DO. EXPLORE WEBSITES, LOOK AT 'HOW-TO'S FROM BLACK ARTISTS WHO KNOW WHAT THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT, I KNOW THAT THERE ARE A BUNCH OF THEM ON TUMBLR.

DIVERSITY IS IMPORTANT AND I'M GLAD THAT THE FANDOM IS RECOGNIZING THAT, BUT THERE'S A MASSIVE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN GOOD REPRESENTATION AND COLORING A WHITE CHARACTER IN WITH A BROWN MARKER AND CALLING IT A DAY

And if you're someone who has links to good websites for references of poc, feel free to link 'em on this post! The more informed people can be, the better. I don't want a poc sides revolution that involves Romans who look like they've been sun tanning for 5 years instead of, y'know, poc Roman.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sanders Sides (Web Series) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anxiety | Virgil Sanders/Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders, Logic | Logan Sanders/Morality | Patton Sanders Characters: Anxiety | Virgil Sanders, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders, Logic | Logan Sanders, Morality | Patton Sanders Additional Tags: Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Alternate Universe - College/University Summary:

Virgil becomes roommates with Roman. But in a foreign country, with misunderstandings, parties and essays, is there ever a chance of them becoming more?

A super self indulgent fic written by me and beta-ed by @kirimaa :D

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I had to redo Roman eyes so many times I have no clue why it took me so long to get them right-

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I uh, I think I'm now going to start a high school au

Here's Virgil's design

I hope you all like it. Let me know if y'all wanna see more.