Jan 4, 2023
are sander sides people still alive here?
seen from Romania
seen from China
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Colombia
seen from Russia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from India
seen from Romania
seen from United Arab Emirates
seen from Yemen
seen from Sweden
are sander sides people still alive here?
I really want a fander friend outside of the internet, someone I can watch ts videos with and gush with and randomly quote vines and songs and sanders sides and...
maybe I should force some of my friends and/or family members to watch some videos >:)
It’s a slimy boi
I wasn’t aware it was fanfic writer appreciation day. I just want you all to know I truly treasure all of your writings. Even if I haven’t had the chanced to fully read all of them I appreciate them. The fact that you take the time to create such wonderful pieces ((even if you yourself doesn’t believe that I sure do)) is honestly astounding to me. I look up to all of you. Please keep writing even and never give up on yourselves. You are all so wonderful and talented and I don’t want you to forget that. However, be sure to take time for yourselves. I care for your well-beings and I don’t want any of you stressing of putting yourselves at risk for the sake of a chapter. Thank you for making my life more colorful and adding a reason for me to smile more. Whether it be angst, or fluff, it doesn’t matter thank you for all your hard work!!! I love each and every single one of you! Even if I have yet to come across your writings thank you! You all matter and are important! Not just to me but the whole fandoms!!! I’ll try to tag some of the writers I follow:
@ironwoman359 @freedominwriting @stella-scriptor @fangirltothefullest @i-will-physically-fight-you @iassureyouicannotwrite @just-an-anxious-mess @em-be-lievable @dontbugmeimantisocial @softestvirgil @teacupfulofstarshine @not-so-innocent-bi-sander @thelogicalloganipus @menacefh @iris-sanders-athena @today-only-happens-once @theroyalramen
Oh look it’s Patton but something looks kinda different-
Thomas, sneaking into a Fander’s Discord Server:
Hello I’m Tomoose Sandy. I’m totally not Thomas.
Logically Flirting
Words: 1540
Pairing: Logince
Summary: Logan attempts to win Roman’s heart using various psychological techniques.
Virgil’s favorite way to start the day was squatting behind a bush before first period.
“Lo, I love you, man, but is this really necessary?”
“Sh! He’s coming.” Logan, innocent and ignorant Logan, pulled down his best friend even further from view as a group of boisterous theatre kids walked by.
Virgil stood up, brushing off the assortment of grass and dirt as he did so.
“Dude, you know I wouldn’t trade the world for you, but this obsession with your so called ‘prince charming’ is getting a bit ridiculous.”
“I am not ridiculous!”
Virgil glanced down at his best friend, crouching behind a bush at seven in the morning wearing dress clothes and a necktie. “Oh of course not, my mistake.”
Indignantly, Logan stood up beside Virgil, then promptly shrunk back in on himself. “I just can’t help it, Virge. I can’t get Roman out of my mind, no matter what I do or how hard I try. It just doesn’t make sense.”
Virgil sighed. “Not everything in the world makes sense, Logan. That’s what makes it worth living. Look, I am sick and tired of this nonsense, so either you talk to him by the end of the week or I’ll show him all those baby photos of you.”
Logan’s eyes widened in shock. “You wouldn’t dare”
Raising an eyebrow, Virgil pulled out his wallet. “You know I will.”
Exasperated, Logan threw his hands up. “Fine! I’ll figure something out.”
As the bell rang, Virgil began to walk away, giving Logan an enthusiastic thumbs up as he left, which was lovingly reciprocated by two Texas Salutes.
Virgil was extremely confused. It was his lunch period and he was standing in the middle of the hallway waiting for Logan - who seemed to have broken a few cogs in his brain. He was now turning around and walking past the same group of lockers for the fifth time in a row. He had finally lost it.
When Logan noticed a very confused Virgil huddled in the corner, he frantically motioned him over, never slowing down his pace.
“Logan, I don’t really think I want to know the answer, but what on Earth are you doing?”
Reaching the end of the row of lockers, Logan turned right back around. “I’m doing precisely what you told me to my dear friend. ‘Making a move’.”
Virgil furrowed his brows. “By attracting him due to your insanity? Not exactly what I had in mind, but I guess it could work.”
“No,” Logan pinched his nose. “By use of the mere exposure effect.”
“The mere what now?”
“The mere exposure effect. It’s a psychological theory that proposes people feel a preference for others simply because they are familiar. So Roman is much more likely to fall deeply in love with me now that he has spared a passing glance at me a few times.”
Virgil looked up and finally noticed Roman and his group of friends laughing by his locker. “You don’t think talking to him will get you better results?”
Logan tipped his head back and gave a deadpanned laugh. “Of course not, there are so many more variables involved with that and could end disastrously.”
Just then, he stopped his pace, stricken. “Oh, God, he’s coming this way.”
Virgil glanced up, and indeed, the prince himself was headed this way.
“Virgil, help, my studies have not prepared me for this moment,” Logan said, gripping Virgil’s arm.
“Hey, I’m Roman.” Logan stood rigidly still and squeaked a reply. “Are you lost? I saw you wandering around a little bit.”
A very uncomfortable silence followed as Logan struggled to find his voice. “Nope!” Still gripping Virgil’s arm, he turned and ran.
The next day Virgil came to school expecting a still-distraught Logan, but was instead met with his familiar cool and confident persona sitting at their usual lunch table. “Virgil, I have excellent news.”
“You figured out how to properly detect sarcasm.”
“No.”
“You finally burned your unicorn onesie.”
“Um, no.”
“You-”
“No need to continue,” Logan interjected. “The news is that I figured out the problem with my original attempt at ‘love’.
Virgil quirked an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? And what’s that?”
“Well, there were simply too many variables at play in that scenario, making it impossible to truly test my hypothesis.”
“So…”
“So, the mere exposure effect was a flunk and I am therefore moving onto a more proven way to earn Roman’s approval.” Virgil smirked at the glow Logan’s eyes got when he said his prince’s name. He’s never been this smitten before.
“Alright, so I’ll bite. What’s this ‘proven way’ you’re blabbing on about?”
“I’m glad you asked. I plan on using Ivan Pavlov’s classical conditioning to associate Roman’s pleasure of his favorite brand of gum to yours truly.”
“And how exactly do you know his favorite brand of gum?”
“It was in my research journal.” Logan placed a simple composition book on the table. In neat, precise letters, it read Research on Roman Prince.
“Logan, I know I’ve told you this before, but you gotta stop making research papers on our friends. It’s creepy.”
Logan waved him off. “Well my ‘creepy’ ways is going to land me my prince, so if you don’t mind, I shall be off to conduct my experiment.” With this, Logan stood up and made his way across the lunch room to Roman’s packed table. Virgil watched as Logan shakily pulled out his pack of gum, and was promptly bombarded by the entire table.
Logan came and sat back down with his glasses askew and tie loose. “So how’d it go?” Virgil asked with a smile.
Logan slammed his head on the table and groaned. “There wasn’t even a piece left to give to him.” Logan glanced up. “I’m a hopeless case, aren’t I?”
“Of course not. A love connection isn’t made through theories and experiments, it’s made through finding similarities with each other.”
Logan shot up, eyes lit up. “That’s it! Virgil, you’re a genius!”
“Um, thanks?” Virgil said, watching Logan run off with his research journal.
Virgil knew it was going to be a disaster before Logan even opened his mouth. Logan walked into school that morning wearing contacts, fashionable clothes, and his hair slicked back with gel. Once Logan sat down next to him in the courtyard, Virgil wasted no time getting to the point. “You look ridiculous.”
Logan scoffed. “Of course I do. However, it is essentially to the experiment.”
“What? I thought you were done with experiments. I thought I had enlightened you. You know, by finding similarities with each other?”
“That’s precisely what I’m doing. Making use of the attraction theory which states people are more attracted to those who are similar to themselves. Therefore, to appeal to Roman, I must become Roman.”
Virgil sighed. “Logan -”
“Here he comes! Now’s my chance.”
Logan stood up as Roman was walking past. “Excuse me, good sir.” He proclaimed, waving his arms around in a grandioso fashion. “May I just stop you and say how truly devoted I am to the art of theatre.”
Roman froze, seemingly unsure how to proceed with the conversation. “Um, me too. I love theatre.”
“Wonderful!” This exclamation caused both Virgil and Roman to jump. “For there is nothing more important in this world than lying on stage for applause.” Logan posed with his hand dramatically in the air.
“Oh, yeah, I get it. Let’s all make fun of the stupid theatre kid. That’s really funny.” Roman started choking on his words.
Finally done with all the stupid drama, Virgil took this as his cue to step in. “Roman Prince? Hi. Virgil here. This is my best friend Logan,” he paused to gesture at his now sheepish looking best friend. “And he kind of has a major crush on you.” Ignoring Logan’s indignant cry, he continued. “You see, he’s incredibly smart and has been attempting to flirt with you based on advice from 100 year old psychologists who have probably only been loved by their mother’s. I promise he’s a great guy if you just give him a chance.”
Roman blinked, and then looked at Logan. “Is this all true?”
Logan looked down, ashamed, “every word, unfortunately.”
There was an uncomfortable silence, and then an abrupt laugh. “That’s amazing!”
Logan’s head shot up, “excuse me?”
“Well,” Roman began, “I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time.”
“You have?”
“Yes! I’ve just been way too intimidated to talk to you because I thought you would assume I’m stupid. The other day when I asked if you were new? I completely made that up just so I could come and introduce myself.”
Logan ran a hand through his hair.
“And for the record,” Roman continued, “I think the glasses and tie really suits you. You should wear that on our first date tonight.” Roman winked and walked away, leaving a madly blushing Logan and a hysterically laughing Virgil in his wake.