#this fandom is too small i wish it was bigger i just started watching sander sides again

[sometimes-a-night-owl]

I just bought these shoes today and they reminded me sm of Virgil from sander sides I had to buy them they are soo pretty I love them!! And I think Virgil would love them tooo 😭❤️❤️

[just-an-anxious-mess]

Old Habits (Part 2 of 2)

Part 1

Trigger Warning: mentions of self harm

Patton froze as he watched Virgil disappear through the door leading to the inactive part of the mindspace and he grabbed Roman before he could try to follow.

"Why are you stopping me?" Roman exclaimed.

"That door leads to the inactive part of the mindspace, if you go in your influence over Thomas lessens and there's a high likelihood of you getting lost." Logan said, also grabbing hold of Roman to stop him chasing after Virgil.

"But Virgil just...." Roman started and was cut off by Deciet.

"It's not the first time he's been there and it's likely it won't be the last. He used to go there to escape all the hostility from you lot and I first found out what he was doing because I stumbled across him there once."

Patton immediately turned his attention to Deciet. "What? What is it that he's started again?"

Deciet sighed. "Virgil used to self harm as a way to cope with everything. I came across him doing it in the inactive part of the mindspace and he tried to say it wasn't what it looked like but he couldn't lie to me. He was so distraught as he begged me not to tell anyone that I agreed, under the conditions that if he ever felt like doing something more extreme then he had to come to me first. He managed to find other ways of coping eventually and, until recently, was completely clean for a couple years."

Patton gasped in horror as Logan said "That's why Thomas was rubbing his arm earlier. That must mean he only started again today."

Romans eyes were wide as he muttered "That's what he was doing in the bathroom when I talked to him about dinner. It must be."

Patton was shaking his head, tears running down his face as he whispered "He told me he'd done something stupid and must have been trying to tell me but panicked and lied at the last second."

Deciet glanced around at all of the sides with a frown. He didn't particularly get on with any of them but he didn't wish to see any of them trying to go after Virgil because, not only would that have bad effects on Thomas, it would also just create a bigger mess in the first place.

He knew his way around the inactive mind space well enough that he could go in to find Virgil himself but there was a liklihood that he'd just run for it again.

"I have an idea." Deciet announced, rolling his eyes at the looks of mistrust on Logan and Romans faces.

"What's your idea?" Patton asked, wiping his face.

"Well, I know my way around the inactive mindspace well enough that I could find Virgil but if he saw me he'd make a run for it. What I could do is disguise myself as one of you to try and lure him out."

"No, we're not deceiving him like that! We're not like you." Roman responded immediately with a glare.

"Well, although I may not like you, that does sound like a plan that could work. If that is our only option then it's better than leaving Virgil to spend hours in the inactive part of the mindspace. That would only cause more issues." Logan stated, his face showing his reluctance.

Patton felt everyones eyes on him as they waited for his input. He was morality, the trait that helped Thomas understand right from wrong so his input in this would be the decider as to whether or not Deciet would go through with it.

The issue was Patton was conflicted. On one hand Patton hated lying and tricking people, the idea of doing that to lure Virgil out made him grimace. However, if Virgil stayed in the inactive mindspace there was no telling what effects it could have on both Virgil and Thomas.

The consequences, if Virgil found out they'd played a part in tricking him, would be horrific though.

Patton swallowed nervously and said "I don't think we should try and trick him, if he found out it would only make matters worse."

Deciet sighed "I guess that means I'll just have to go in like this and hope he doesn't make a run for it."

Deciet didn't stick around to hear what the others were saying, he walked straight through the door and began walking down the dark corridors.

It didn't take too long for Deceit to find Virgil, he rounded the corner and found him slumped on the floor, panting for breath.

"You can't just run away from your problems Virgil." he said in a soft voice that still made Virgil jump.

"W... What are you doing here? G... Go away!" Virgil panted, trying to get to his feet again but he'd exhausted himself from running so he merely collapsed again.

Deceit stepped closer and took a seat next to Virgil. "I'm here because three other traits can't come after you due to where we are. They're worried about you."

Virgil sent a half hearted scowl at Deciet. "I'm pretty sure I told you to go away!"

Deciet raised an unimpressed eyebrow. "Fine, shall I go back and tell the others you wouldn't come out? That you just told me to go away? Because we both know that they'd try to come talk to you themselves."

"N... No they wouldn't. They wouldn't endanger Thomas like that." Virgil said, looking at his lap with a small frown.

"I'm not so sure of that. If it weren't for Logan and Pattons quick reflexes Roman would have burst in here after you and probably gotten lost. Even after it was explained why he couldn't follow you he seemed ready to run in and find you. None of them were particularly happy they had to rely on me to get you." Deceit said, watching as Virgils frown slowly faded to be replaced with a sad defeated expression.

"Even when I'm not there I'm a hassle." he mumbled to himself and Deceit felt like face-palming.

"That's not right. What that means is they care about you and are worried. Worried enough that they would risk Thomas's safety just to make sure you are OK. If I come out of here without you there's nothing that would stop them coming in to find you themselves."

Virgil still looked unconvinced and Deciet rolled his eyes. He was done trying to talk Virgil into coming with him. It was time to resort to the other tactic.

"Well I guess I'll just go back and tell them you didn't want to come out. They'll probably come to try and find you and get lost in the process and then everything will turn into one big mess. But I don't really care, it's not like they're my friends or anything, I could care less if anything happened to them." Deceit said, getting to his feet and starting to walk away.

"Wait!" Virgil cried out, his eyes wide in alarm. "d... Don't go."

Deciet stopped and looked round at Virgil with an unimpressed expression. "I have better things to do than baby sit you all day Virgil. I'm going back with or without you. Make your decision."

Virgil scrambled to his feet and mumbled "I'll go back with you" Deceit nodded and started walking back to the main mindspace, Virgil following behind him in silence.

Deciet opened the door and stepped out to see Logan and Patton sitting on a struggling Roman.

"There's no telling what that creepy snake face is doing to Virgil in there! Let me go!" Roman shouted and Deceit scoffed.

"If that's the thanks I get for helping return Virgil then I don't want to know how you'd act if I actually did something harmful."

The three traits jumped in surprise at his voice and immediately stood up at the sight of Virgil cowering behind him, looking as if he wanted the ground to swallow him whole.

"Virgil?" Patton asked as Deceit stepped out of the way and Virgil raised his head, his eyes darting from each of their faces before tears rolled down his cheeks.

"I.... I don't know why or how it happened! I... I'm s... Sorry."Virgil spluttered and Patton immediately pulled him in for a hug.

"There's nothing to apologise for kiddo, we don't need an explanation or reason. We just need to know if you're alright." Patton said holding Virgil tightly.

Logan and Roman joined the hug and Deceit stood awkwardly off to the side, rolling his eyes at the emotional main traits.

"Well, now that's sorted I'm gonna go compose a song about how much I hate you all or something. All this being nice is making me feel sick." he said and walked off ignoring the small laugh from Patton.

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[vexation-virgil]

Colors (Part 8)

Fandom: Sanders Sides (Soulmate AU) Pairings: Prinxiety, mentions of Logicality Warnings: General angst, I don’t think there’s another one, this one is pretty soft (As always, if there is anything that needs tagged, let me know!) Summary: Everyone knows when you meet your soulmate, the world is supposed to fill with color for the both of you. Unfortunately for Roman Patrick, that is not always the case.

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A/N: PLOT TWIST It’s out early because I have no self-control! So. Not a lot to say. Kind of a softer chapter but... Just for now. Love you guys!

PART 1 PART 2 PART 3 PART 4 PART 5 PART 6 PART 7 You Are Here PART 9 PART 10  PART 11 PART 12

The weekend was long and almost unbearable, the scene from Friday afternoon playing in his head practically on repeat. Roman would start over and replay and think of other ways it could’ve gone - no matter how many times Patton would smack his shoulder and tell him to knock it off. There is nothing you can do except fix it, the older boy had told him after about the fifteenth time of catching him staring off and thinking for too long.

And Roman knew that, of course, he did. But it was hard not to wish that he had done it different. Any time that he didn’t spend thinking about what he had done wrong was spent thinking of a way to fix it, like Patton suggested and by Monday he was sure he had the best plan.

Virgil liked space, Virgil didn’t seem to be a big fan of anything big or elaborate, so Roman was going to keep it simple. No flowers like he wanted - Virgil couldn’t even see the flowers to appreciate their full beauty anyway and they weren’t together so it could very well serve to just make the issue worse - no long-winded apology speech. He was going to offer whatever space the other needed and a simple apology for overstepping the boundaries.

Easy.

By the time Monday morning came, Roman was second guessing himself. He went over his plan with Patton six separate times in the drive to school (despite having reviewed it with his brother three times on the way to Patton’s) and even throughout the day.

What if it wasn’t enough? What if Virgil still held onto that anger he had felt towards Roman on Friday? What if Virgil shut him down completely? What if they lost everything they had built towards over the last few months? What if Roman lost his soulmate before he had even won him over?

It was a lot to think about, a lot to consider, and by the time their shared literature period came, Roman was an absolute wreck. His usual neat and tidy hair had been run through so many times that it was starting to stick up in places, his shoulders were tight and tense with nerves, his mouth was practically trapped in the small frown he had worn for the day. But he needed to push through, needed to pull himself together.

And Roman tried, he really did - stopped to fix his hair, slow breathing exercises to relax his face and shoulders - but the second he saw Virgil, all that work went straight out the window and his mind was racing through the different ways this could turn out. The darkly clad boy was staring down at his desk studiously, but his headphones were still around his neck, as if to show that he was open for conversation. Roman pushed his feet, which felt cemented in the doorway, to the back of the classroom, plopping into his usual seat besides Virgil.

Silence hung in the air between them, despite the babbling of their classmates around them, and neither of them dared to look at each other. It all served to make Roman more anxious, until his apology came bubbling to the surface out of his control.

“I’m sorry--���

Roman stopped, his head flipping up to look at Virgil, the confusion on the other’s face probably mirroring the confusion on his own. They’d both spoken up at the same time. Which, honestly, shocked Roman. He wasn’t entirely sure what Virgil thought he had to apologize for. The whole situation had escalated because Roman never knew when to stop. That wasn’t Virgil’s fault…

Virgil waved a hand at Roman, bringing his attention back to the present. “Oh, I. I wanted to apologize for Friday,” Roman started. Virgil blinked at him and the confusion didn’t leave his face. Roman shifted and pushed forward. “It was out of line to try and push information out of you that you weren’t ready to give me. It took a lot of time to build your trust and I don’t want to lose that because I am incredibly stubborn. I will be more careful to not attempt to force you into situations that could make you uncomfortable.”

Virgil stared at him, mouth slightly ajar, and Roman had to replay his own words in his head. He had talked this through with Patton far too many times to have messed that up but Virgil wasn’t /saying/ anything so he must’ve said the wrong thing. Roman scrambled to find some words, backtracking and opening up his mouth to speak only to have Virgil bring his hand up and stop him. His mouth snapped shut. “We’re good, Princey,” he told him, a small smile gracing his lips. “I was actually going to say sorry for maybe being a little too harsh.” He paused. “I’m not good about talking about my feelings, alright? People aren’t usually asking - Dad is too busy, no mom, not a whole lot of friends - and it just… Caught me off guard.”

Now, that, that just wouldn’t do. Not a whole lot of friends? No one to talk to? Roman wouldn’t have that, not for his soulmate, no way. His soulmate deserved the world. “Well-” Roman started, getting cut off by Virgil once again.

“I don’t like whatever you’re thinking. You’ve got a weird look on your face. Can I preemptively say no?”

Roman guffawed, but immediately brought his own hand up to cover his mouth. It took him a moment to force his face to relax. “No, no, absolutely not. Don’t look so scared, I’m not going to hurt you. I was just going to suggest that perhaps after our final show on Saturday evening, you could come over. Stay the night, join our biannual post-show sleepover. And by our, I mean me, my brother, and his soulmate. We keep it small,” he told him with a grin of his own.

Virgil squinted at him suspiciously. “Your brother and his soulmate?”

“Yeah! Logan and Patton. Oh, you’ll love them. Logan is pretty quiet but he’s crazy smart and kind of a bumbling idiot when it comes to feelings so you won’t have to talk to him about those, And his soulmate, Patton. Man, Patton always bakes a stupid amount of sweets during show week. I’ll have cupcakes one day, brownies the next, cookies… And then he usually makes pasta after the last show for me that we eat while watching Disney movies until we pass out.”

“Right, why does that not surprise me?” Virgil snorted, shaking his head a bit.

Roman huffed at him and pouted out his bottom lip. “Well, you don’t have to. I just thought it might be fun to hang out outside of school for once,” he grumbled with crossed arms.

“You know what? It does sound fun.  And it might be nice to try and sneak a peek at the less than perfect prince.”

“Ah, that’s assuming that I am ever less than perfect,” he informed him, sticking his tongue out as their teacher made her way to the front of the class to catch their attention.

The rest of the week flew by in a flurry of curtain calls, costume emergencies, and late night crashes. Roman adored every second of it, the lights and eyes on him, the time with his friends, seeing Patton cheering from the third row with his brother clapping next to him during four out of the five shows. It reminded him why he kept doing what he was doing, despite his parents disapproval.

It helped that throughout the week, he and Virgil ironed out the plans for their night after the show - stay to help the crew tear down some of the bigger pieces, Logan would pick them up, they would watch Nightmare Before Christmas (Virgil’s pick), Cinderella (Roman’s pick), and then Big Hero Six (a combined choice of Logan and Patton’s), pancakes in the morning, take Virgil home. Smooth sailing, per Virgil’s request - though it had taken practically begging to convince Logan to not make a minute by minute schedule of the night.

Logan actually seemed nervous to meet his soulmate, which made Patton nervous, which made Roman nervous, which made Patton more nervous, and, honestly, it could go around in circles for days. They were all nervous to meet the boy Roman had spent the last few months absolutely agonizing over.

Set breakdown was quick, easy, with the crew and - thanks to Roman - a large part of the cast working through it together, and as they were walking out of the building, Roman scrubbed off what was left of the makeup on his face and Virgil was tugging on his sleeves, a couple steps behind him. “Hey, Roman,” he piped up as he stopped, waiting for Roman to turn to him. “Are you sure this is okay? Your parents aren’t going to be mad?”

Roman blew out a little breath. “They won’t even find out. Mom won’t be home until Tuesday and my dad is working a double tonight,” he reminded him for the umpteenth time this week. He didn’t need to tell him that he thought they did this purposefully, to not have to deal with his frivolous extracurricular. “It seriously won’t be a big deal. Besides, if they find out Logan is involved, they won’t even care,” he said, smiling as he rushed forward to pull on Virgil’s sleeve.

Virgil huffed and pushed at Roman’s hand until he let go, but Roman could still see the smile on his face as he led him to the car.

Logan, for what it was worth, did not show his nerves on the drive home. He chatted casually with Virgil, easily, in a way that almost made Roman jealous of his brother. It had taken weeks, no months to get Virgil talking to him like this and it had taken his brother mere minutes. But, maybe that was a good thing. Virgil was pressed flush against his side in the backseat, warm and comfortable as he spoke in a quiet voice. If Virgil warmed up to his brother, and hopefully Patton, this quickly, then maybe there was hope for them yet.

And, sure enough, Virgil and Patton clicked almost immediately. Patton gushed over his lavender hair - with puns and Virgil actually laughed at them! Roman had no idea what they were all so worried about. Virgil thanked Patton over and over the spaghetti, saying it reminded him of his mother’s in a way that had Patton already packing a to-go container for him to take home the next morning.

Roman wished he could have enjoyed it longer, he really did, but halfway through Nightmare Before Christmas (it had been an exhausting couple weeks, he couldn’t be judged for nodding off early) with Virgil’s body pressed against his and Patton’s fingers carding through his hair from where he was sitting on the sofa behind him, it was hard not to drift off.

“Hey, hey, Vee,” he grumbled sleepily, patting at the emo’s side and earning a chuckle. “Did you- did you know you have very pretty eyes? They’re… They’re like chocolate. No! Chocolate cake, smooth and rich and I wish I could have them all the time,” Roman told him, dragging out the world ‘all’ for far too long.

It didn’t dawn on him that all eyes had turned to him as he drifted off to sleep, shock covering their faces as Virgil resisted the urge to run right out of the house and all the way home.