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flowerboy207 · 17 days
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٭˚ ꜝꜝ. ◌ ﹒ 𝑅. ➼ 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑚 𝑇𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠﹒ ღ
・ ៸  ◟ 🦋 .𝑃𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒 . // ← ✧ .˓∘˙ღ
. •***•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙ ˚ 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑓𝑓 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔!! .»»——
༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ 𝑆𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑘 <3♛┈⛧┈┈•
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saintpallis · 6 months
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sanders sides emojis I made :3
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unhinged-jaw · 23 days
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I rewatched SVSredux and it has been plaguing my thoughts so. Rambles.
Watching Logan vs Deceit Pretending To Be Logan is So fascinating. This is no drag against Logan, but he allows himself to be talked over. Most of his 'Logan Lowdowns' are him making the soft pixel talking sounds. True to his earlier statement he acts detached to the debate, merely adding information (that is largely ignored). He only audibly gets involved when Patton asks for his input, clearly assuming Logan was going to help make his point clearer. Especially since Patton spends the whole episode struggling to convey his point! But that's another topic for another day.
Conversely, Janus As Logan (who I will be referring to as Dlogan for rn) is Very confrontational. First of all, the entire time Dlogan is on screen he is *speaking*. He sort of manhandles the conversation into his hands. Its very important to me though that how Dlogan does it is *different* than how Logan has taken control of the conversation in the past. Dlogan proceeds to *shred* into Patton's logic. Like, genuinely, he is tearing that poor man apart. He points out when Patton is lying and fumbling. He points out the inconsistencies. *He* is the reason Patton ends up freaking the hell out! Patton and his extreme opinion on the whole thing is put directly into the light and it shows every single inconsistency.
The difference between Logan and Dlogan is *genuinely* fascinating. Dlogan is very persistent that he will not be ignored. He shoves himself to the forefront and is very aggressive. But! If you weren't paying attention you really wouldn't notice! You would just think (in Remus words) that he "reached his listening to others limit". But he didn't! Janus has the wheel here!
ALSO there is a moment where Roman goes "I thought you didn't care about this stuff Logan" (Paraphrased) and Dlogan sort of brushes that off. But it is noticed by the other sides that Logan suddenly seems to care more about the debate. Fun call back!
Bonus also, Logan goes from "giving relevant information" to Dlogan pushing the topic of Self Preservation and whether or not Thomas *should* go to those extremes to be morally good.
Genuinely fascinating and fun all around.
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asherend · 20 days
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im too much of an mcr lover i feel like if i hate too hard on any of their songs gerard way is going to appear at my front door and murder me
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sillysides-memes · 1 month
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Hye they.ere Fanders
Sanders Sides fans! Would you like a place to hang out and talk with other most radical fanders? Well, I have good news for you!
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Introducing the Fander Banter discord server! We provide a SFW community for over 100 fans of SaSi to chat, send memes, and more!
If it piques your fancy, talk about your favorite episodes in one of our SaSi-related channels, or join in on our weekly gaming events for laughs and a good time!
Hope to see you all there!
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keter-class-anomaly · 11 months
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in celebration of my led ring light working again, and of me finding neat pictures of virgil to draw, here's the grape soda emo:
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his eyes are a little wonky but that's ok :] also he's smoking you just can't tell because that doesn't look like a cigarette
purple version plus the ref i used:
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that's the best picture i can do i'm afraid TvT
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i combined the Halloween one and this other one :} i like his leather jacket
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The Endless aren’t gods, but from a certain point of view one might look at them and go, ‘yeah, close enough’. They’re patterns; motifs repeated so often in the fabric of the universe that they become personifications - beings that oversee a certain sphere of influence that they dedicate the entirety of their long, endless existence to. 
Dream is one of these beings, and his business is that of dreams (of course) and nightmares. Rarely seen without a raven by his side or his trusty amethyst around his neck, Dream of the Endless (Virgil to his friends, although he’d claim that such friends don’t exist) is frequently gloomy, overwhelmingly pessimistic, and has a sarcastic edge sharp enough to cut through glass. He does have a soft spot for cats, though. And spiders. Spiders really do make excellent nightmares. 
Recently out from a hundred-year imprisonment in a binding circle (why are mortals like this), he’s got a lot to catch up on and a lot to get on with. A dream-lord’s work is never done, apparently. Ugh. Honestly, he’d really rather just go back to bed. 
patton | janus | logan | roman | remus | others
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a-rat-called-remus · 2 months
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I decided to make a SanderSides Roleplay Server!
Anyone who'd like to join, here's the link.
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ronithesnail · 1 year
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Havent done sanders sides stuff in a while
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fruitysmellz · 8 months
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*breathes deeply*
I waited for this for so long…
So… damn… long…
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earmuffstar · 1 year
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Beeceit 💛 🐝
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mx-metronome · 1 year
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HELP, WHY WAS I RIGHT 😭
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saintpallis · 6 months
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dance boy dance!
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borkborkheresadork · 6 months
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Ya boy made a sanders sides server and all the cool kinds are joining it so you should to cmonnnn mannnn https://discord.gg/cFrgsm4kM
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my first drabble for the @thehauntedair Starless Sea drabble event <333333
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His back is a masterpiece but his chest is a map of old sorrow. 
They don’t hurt anymore, not even the slight twinges, but he still shivers when Zachary touches them. Tender touches, tracing the length, asking for stories, and nodding when he says no and listening when he says yes. Either way, Zachary leaves gentle kisses where the trails of faded pain weave together. 
He worried once that they made him less beautiful. 
Zachary brushes his nose where a knife once gouged him and the touch is so light his heart stops. 
He does not need to worry anymore. 
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🐝 🗝🗡
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glacierruler · 2 months
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Infinite Respawns
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Chapter 4
Masterpost | Prev Chapter | Next Chapter
Taglist: @cutebisexualmess @oatmeal-stans-the-trash-rat @nebulous-astronaut
CWs: Temporary MCD, explosions
Chapter Summary: Have you ever heard that curiosity kills the cat? Well, the cat is Logan in this analogy, and he was curious about desert temples.
Logan considered himself lucky, he’d heard the horror stories other adventurers had told, of how they found out they were different. Still, the Frankenstein-like scars that littered his body had not been pleasant to achieve. He had lived in a desert village, always instructed to stay away from the temple that was situated a few miles away. All the elders said it was one of the most dangerous places to stay, and the iron golems never strayed that far from the village to help out.
Still, despite the very clear orders, Logan had always been curious as to what secrets they held. What sacred knowledge they had buried underneath them. He’d done an infinitesimal amount of research on them, enough that Logan was sure he could unearth these mysteries. So, on his 19th birthday, he traversed to the temples, with a pickaxe and some torches. Exploring the area, and lighting it up, so nothing could spawn in the darker parts of the building. It was grand, and intriguing, and when he got to the middle of the building he mined the area under him. Yet, he was off by one block, and fell to the bottom of the secret chamber, and taking immense damage.
Still, he wasn’t dead yet, and he had the blocks to get out of here. As he attempted to get up, he stumbled a bit, and stepped on something. Something that went down after he stepped on it, something that sparked the trap beneath him. Not even having enough time to contemplate his mortality, and even if anyone would know he was down here, Logan felt immense pain everywhere as he was blown into tiny pieces.
Then, he woke up in his bed, and if it weren’t for the scars that littered his hands and arms, he’d have thought it was a dream — or rather, a nightmare. Carefully, as if though he was made of glass, Logan started to wander out of his place, and was greeted by his fellow villagers staring at him with cautious wonder. He couldn’t blame them, he didn’t know what had happened to keep him alive, and unknowingly transport him back to the village. And it was irking him, he should be dead. Looking at the sun, he noticed it was just past Midday, so he quickly went to look for Revern, the village elder to see what information he could obtain about what had happened.
However, Logan knew he would regret it when he looked in the elder's eyes and saw curiosity and pity.
“Ah, Logan, my favorite pupil, how did exploring the temple go?” Logan knee that he knew what happened. Still, he felt compelled to answer the older man.
“I do not understand what happened to me. I was so certain I was dead, yet when I opened my eyes, I noticed I was in my bed, noticeably not fractured into pieces, the time being midday, around the time that I had set off the trap. The only reason I know that this trip had to have happened, and not been some weird dream, is because of the scars that litter my hands. How is this possible? I have never heard or read anything like this before!”
“Logan,” the elder’s voice was cautious, as if scared to say the wrong thing, “you have been chosen by the Ancients, you are an adventurer. You will never truly die, and are stuck to this world for eternity.”
“What does that even mean? Who are these Ancients? How is that viable?”
“The Ancients, some may call them gods, are powerful beings. No one knows their true nature, or everything that they can do. You have been chosen to be an adventurer, someone who can explore the world and never fully die from things that would obliterate us within seconds.”
“What am I supposed to do with this? Are there any limitations with this power?”
Revern shook his head softly before responding, “I do not have the answers you seek. However, there are places that do contain them, in old scripts. These places are dangerous however, but since you cannot ever fully die, there is no reason to avoid them.”
“Do you know where these locations are situated?”
“I am afraid I do not, however, I have heard tales of maps containing information to buried treasure, and there should be some books in the library about ancient ruins. Perhaps if you find these you will find your answers, but I am uncertain if that’s the case.”
“Ah, that is completely reasonable. I appreciate the information nonetheless, and I shall begin my search of the knowledge about the Ancients as soon as possible.”
“Of course, and Logan,” the elder’s eyes softened a bit before he softly told him, “this village will miss you on your journey. I hope you find your answers, but don’t forget about us along the way.”
“Why would I forget about about this village, I have spent all of my formative years here? It would be completely illogical to forget that!”
“You forget, you are by all intents and purposes, immortal. While it may take a while for your brain to become foggy, for you to lose memories or have them blurred together. Time is your friend and your enemy.”
Logan nodded curtly, as he didn’t like that Revern’s answer made sense. He didn’t like the fact that he eventually would have trouble recollecting the events that had transpired in his village. So he vowed to write, to write everything he wanted to remember; so he could never forget what was integral to him no matter the circumstances.
6 years later, and Logan had a library back at his main base filled with journals and he always had one in his inventory to write in. He had everything written down from the experience of dying in different circumstances to the different ways that redstone works.
Exploring forests farther away from his base, he noticed what seemed like a person moving. Curious as to who would be out here, and if he could potentially get notes from this person on where to go for more information on the Ancients, Logan followed them. He followed them trying to make himself known as not to spook them as he notices them collecting berries and hunting wild animals. As Logan stepped out of the brush, the person stumbled into him, and fell to the ground. Offering his hand to help them up, he was a bit confused to see the glare on their face as they refused his help. Unsure of what to say to this person, clearly an adventurer based on how far out in the woods they were, Logan opened his mouth and greeted them.
“Salutations.”
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