You Can't Do That When He's In A Skirt Doe

The snake boi himself He’s always so fun to doodle

art block only lets me draw comfort characters rn sorry T^T

Still stuck in portrait mode, so here's a Logan. 🙌

Yup!

I miss kingxiety

I want some kingxiety please

Please give it to me, steal my credit card or something, please

happy 4th anniversary to sanders sides!! wow- it’s hard to believe that it’s been four years already. this show has helped me through so much and i couldnt be more grateful to thomas and his team for creating such an incredible show. the fandom is so wonderful and accepting of everyone and i love everybody in it so much :>

@thatsthat24

Hi! It’s your friendly neighborhood Remile Anon. Kinda panicking over a photography assignment and need a distraction while i try to figure something out for it. Would you mind writing some fluffy intrulogical?

Ofc Nonnie! I'm sorry about your assignment, I hope you feel better!

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Logan sighed, pushing up his glasses so that they wouldn't slip off his face. He had been working all day and as the day was ending, his patience with work was wearing thin. The words on the pages felt foreign to him, so he decided to call it a night and head into the kitchen for dinner.

As Logan walked into the kitchen, he noticed how quiet it was. That was strange, usually his fellow sides were loud and rambunctious. His eyes glanced to the clock and was shocked to see that it was almost 2:30 a.m., much later what he had originally thought. He must have lost track of time.

Logan decided to make himself a quick sandwich with his favorite Crofters before heading to bed. He stood in front of the fridge and grabbed the jar out of the door. As he began to close it, he heard a noise from behind him. He whipped around to see Remus, standing in his pajamas, which happened to be just his boxers.

"Lolo?" Remus asked, coming to wrap his arms around his boyfriend. "What are you doing up so late? Aren't you the one who's always scolding me for not sleeping at normal times?"

Logan let himself melt into Remus' hug, realizing how tense he was.

"I lost track of time working. I plan to go to bed as soon as this sandwich is eaten." He felt Remus pull away from the hug, and tried to hide his disappointment that he wasn't being held anymore.

"Go sit on the couch," Remus commanded suddenly.

"But my sandwich-"

Remus clicked his tongue, interrupting Logan. "No buts, go sit on the couch, I'll finish making your sandwich and bring it to you."

Logan went and sat on the couch, watching Remus dance around the kitchen as he hummed his theme song. Even in his exhausted state, he couldn't help but admire Remus, for being himself and unique. It was what Logan loved most about Remus, how he was always true to himself first and foremost.

Remus came out of the kitchen, holding a plate that held Logan's sandwich. Logan took the plate and stared at the sandwich.

"Why is my sandwich a strange shape?" Logan asked. Remus sat down next to him on the couch and smiled.

"I made you a little unicorn! See, there's the horn. And I left all the extra bits since I know how you feel about wasting food."

"Thank you Remus. It's a beautiful unicorn sandwich. I almost feel guilty eating your art."

"Nonsense, it was made to be eaten! Take a bite out of it before I do." Logan ate his sandwich, finishing it quickly. He went to stand up and go to bed, but Remus pulled him back down.

"Remus please, I'm exhausted."

"that's why I want to give you cuddles." Logan let Remus rearrange them so that Logan was laying on Remus'chest, the two curled up on the couch. Logan felt Remus' chest move up and down with each breath the Duke took, finding comfort in the rythemic pattern.

Remus ran his fingers through Logan's hair, gently pulling the glasses off of Logic's face. "Don't think for a moment that I didn't notice how you melted into my hug. You okay babe?"

Logan nodded. "Just tired. And in need of physical affection I suppose." He felt Remus: lips meet his forehead.

"Can you talk to me? Ramble to me about anything." Logan asked, feeling himself drifting slowly to sleep.

He heard Remus launch into a soft ramble about some deep sea creature, but the words didn't sink in. Logan was quickly drifting to sleep, comforted by the boyfriend that held him so close.

You’re Awful, I Love You

A/N: Remus birthday fic time!! Quick shoutout to @vintage-squid for listening to my ramblings about this fic and helping me with ideas for it! Title is taken from the song Love Me Dead by Ludo! (also all the sides are friends in this AU bc I said so!)

Fusion AU Masterpost

Warnings: vague King Creativity mention, nudity (listen it’s canon that Remus sleeps ‘in the buff’ but it’s only sort of implied in the fic), flirting, teasing, kissing, cuddling, making out, implied/referenced NSFW (nothing actually happens they’re just kind of horny), food, mentions of eating things you probably shouldn’t, sympathetic Remus, sympathetic Janus, Remus being Remus, swearing (lmk if anything should be added!)

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It was relatively quiet when Janus crept down the mindscape’s hallway. He could hear the sound of a movie playing from the living room- a quick peek revealed that Patton, Logan, Roman, and Virgil were watching Tangled, and they more or less resembled the movie’s title with how curled up they were together. Janus rolled his eyes, and continued on to his destination: Remus’s room. It was just a little bit past midnight, making it officially the twenty-fifth of June- Remus’s birthday (although technically speaking as sides they were never really born, and technically he should have shared Roman’s birthday, considering that they were twins, but Remus instead chose the day he first appeared… which was another can of worms entirely as it could sometimes bring on troublesome memories for Remus due to the… split, for lack of a better term).

Lost in thought, Janus hadn’t entirely realized he had made it to Remus’s door until he nearly walked past it. He shook his head, as if he were trying to dislodge the thoughts. Remus was doing much better when it came to things with his brother, and while he still didn’t really want people to make a big fuss out of his birthday, he was more open to celebrating it. Hence why Janus was creeping through the halls to wish his boyf- Remus, a happy birthday.

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No.22 Remus x Logan please if you want.❤️ Love your writing

22. “Scoot over.  I wanna sit next to you.”

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Logan was used to eating his lunch alone. It wasn’t quite that anyone had ever told him that he couldn’t sit with them, but he chose to avoid the awkward glances and shifty excuses he’d likely get if asked to join a group. He was perfectly content to spend lunch with his sandwhich and his thoughts, thank you very much. 

“Scoot over. I wanna sit next to you.” 

Logan glanced up from his book, frowning. He barely had time to register the mess of brown curls and toothy grin that filled his vision before the boy they belonged to plopped his tray down on the table and wormed his way onto the bench next to Logan. 

Logan recognized him, of course, everyone in school knew the Crowne twins. Despite not quite fitting into a traditionally popular, masculine mold, Roman Crowne had a large group of friends and was generally well liked by people. Meanwhile, all sorts of rumors about the younger twin, Remus, circulated through the student body, including a particularly gruesome tale about what he’d done to Eric Stone, a student who’d apparently called Roman some...less than savory names. Logan was sure that the details were mostly exaggerated, but it didn’t stop most people, himself included, from being just a little afraid of Remus.

So of course, it was Remus who had decided to invade the solitude of Logan’s lunchtime. He flashed Logan a smile before taking a massive bite of his own sandwich, and Logan swallowed, turning back to his book with the hope that Remus wouldn’t intrude further. 

“Whatcha reading?” 

".....a book.”

“Yeah, I got that, Nerdy Wolverine, what’s it about?” 

“Nerdy Wolverine?” 

“Yeah! Ya know, cuz your name’s Logan, and you’re totally fierce, but you’ve got this total Nerd thing going on. Nerdy Wolverine.” 

Logan blinked. 

“I...must admit I’m not sure why you think I’m ‘fierce,’ as you put it.” Hell, he hadnt realized Remus knew his name, much less noticed anything about his disposition. 

"Uh, maybe because you completely destroyed that bitch Amy Shellenberger earlier in biology when she tried to say that chromosomes prove that there are only two genders? In front of the whole class?” 

“Oh.” Logan felt heat rising in his face as he recalled the heated encounter with the popular girl in that day’s science class. It wasn’t like him to cause a scene, but he’d spotted Elliot staring in their lap with shiny eyes while Amy prattled on, and had found himself on his feet spouting off a counter argument before he knew what he was doing. “I didn’t mean to...that is, I-” 

“Hey, no need to freak out,” Remus said, popping a french fry in his mouth. “It was hella cool. And if anyone gives you shit for it, let me know, alright? I’ll make sure it won’t happen again.” 

Logan looked up, and found Remus giving him an uncharacteristically serious look. Perhaps the stories of what he’d done to Eric Stone had more truth in them than Logan had initially realized.

“I...appreciate that,” he said eventually, and Remus smiled.

“For sure, man.” 

The two sat in silence for a moment, then Remus nudged Logan’s book. 

“So, you gonna answer my question, or?” 

“Oh,” Logan said, looking down. He’d nearly forgotten that Remus had even asked. “It’s a book about the likely origin of the legends of sea monsters, giant squid and things like that.”

Remus’s eyes lit up, and Logan suddenly felt brave. 

“Would you like to hear about the origins of the legend of the kraken?” he asked. 

“Hell yes I would,” Remus said, placing his chin on his fist and staring at Logan with rapt attention. 

As Logan began explaining, flipping through the book as he went to showcase the illustrations, he allowed himself a small smile. 

Perhaps from here on out, lunch wouldn’t be quite so lonely.