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A little update <3

I still read all of your lovely replies! I have not given up on art my friends! I have even started my own webcomic on webtoon! It’s called Seth In Space and it would mean a lot to me if you would support me there! Love you all and happy halloween!!

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Fading Away - A Sander Sides Fanfic

Word count: 4104 words Characters: Deceit (centric), Logan, Patton, Roman, Remus, Virgil, Thomas, Unnamed side (mentioned) Trigger warnings: passing mentions of self-harm and suicide, plus mention of knives about halfway through, metaphorical kind of death (ie fading from consciousness), touch starvation (Deceit), mentions of literal starvation, isolation. Please let me know if I need to tag anything else. Style: Angst with a soft/fluff ending - Hurt/Comfort Ships: none. Platonic famILY. platonic Moceit focus at the end (If you want to be tagged in future writing please message me/pop into my ask box)

Deceit finds it absolutely fascinating, how much the others tell Thomas. What they tell him, what they don’t. The cues and empty questions that whether they liked it or not were for Deceit. Information he dealt at will like a dealer at a blackjack table. Despite how unwilling the others were to trust him, to use him, Deceit always had a place in Thomas’ little world.

Then Anxiety left. Anxiety left, and Deceit became a little weaker.

Anxiety went and made nice with Thomas and the others - he was so young compared to say Morality and Logic and himself, but Anxiety needed out of this dark, dirty, violent hellhole and Deceit couldn’t blame him. Maybe that’s why he never made Virgil come back. Maybe he was jealous. Maybe he understood. Maybe some part of him wanted the best for him. Maybe. But that, he thinks as he looks down at his hands, was the beginning of the end.

He wonders why they don’t tell Thomas how the sides properly work. Every little facet and gritty detail, what he deserves to know and to understand. He wonders if they’ll ever tell him about what happens to the unaddressed parts of him. About… … He can’t even remember his name.

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What if touch is just as essential as food to Patton, and when he gets touch starved, he literally starves?

Patton never mentioned it, but when the others get fed up of Patton always clinging to them, they find out the hard way why he does that.

*Angst*

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I have a need for this

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Logan: “Have you lost weight, Patton?”

Patton: “Oh, uh, I guess my shirt’s gotten really stretched out!”

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Virgil: “You’ve been looking pretty pale. You okay?”

Patton: “Yeah, of course. Just been cooped up lately and haven’t seen the sun, son!”

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Roman: “Pattoooon, you can’t stay in bed all day. Adventure awaits!”

Patton: “I will soon, kiddo. I just … I’m just tired.”

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Deceit: “How far will you go? To keep them in the dark. You’re only hurting yourself, you know.”

Patton: “If it’s for them, then so be it. I won’t turn into an obligation to them. I won’t.”

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Remus: “What if you told them how much you needed them, and they hated you? What if they didn’t? What if you’ll die never knowing?”

Patton: “Please stop, I can’t– not right now, I can’t, please–”

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Thomas: “Patton … why does it hurt so much?”

Patton: “I’m so sorry.”

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Oh my goodness this is wonderful terrible, my poor baby… 😢

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HEY! I have no self control! @lallyphant​ @residentanchor @hiddendreamer67 I wrote a fic!

@lefaystrent i loved your dialogue so much i hope you don’t mind i used it for this it’s just such good characterisation

i dont have a title lmao

wordcount: 6800ish words ships: so platonic everything’s platonic so much dlampr characters: Patton, Logan, Virgil, Remus, Roman, Deceit Warnings: starvation, touch starved Patton, isolation, internalised self-doubt and self-hatred, some standard Remus related/intrusive thoughts, little bit of body horror/disturbing imagery, Exactly 2 Swears.  just be careful yall genre: angst, hurt/comfort

Patton strove to be many things. A nuisance was not one of them.

He loved his family. He loved how hard everyone tried with each other. He loved their quirks and habits and would do anything for them. Those limits were beginning to be pushed, however. He sat on the sofa rubbing his hands up and down his arms as Roman, the last of the group to go upstairs to bed after movie night, got up from the couch and ruffled his hair as he went by. “G’night, Pat,” he said, just loud enough to cover up the desperate squeak that left Patton’s lips at the contact. “Goodnight, Roman,” Patton forced out, smiling as the prince ascended the stairs. He felt a little less cold now.

There were a few ins and outs as to how the sides worked in their own individual ways that they hadn’t exactly disclosed to each other yet. Patton didn’t want to rush in, busting down everyone’s walls and discovering everyone’s secrets, but he was getting a little tired of keeping his under wraps. But Logan wasn’t touchy-feely. Too much contact could overwhelm Virgil. Roman was often ‘too busy’ to stop. And Patton didn’t really want to reach out any further than that. His arms wrapped around his stomach as it growled. “C’mon,” he told it firmly. “We’re fine. I’m fine. Let’s go eat something.” Eating something kind of helped. But it did nothing to the true hunger that plagued him. Patton put it out of mind as best he could and trudged up to bed, wrapping himself in blankets and surrounding himself with stuffed toys and trying to remember what real touch felt like.

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Something I doodled up during the @gatobob stream

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And I’ll call you when the party’s over

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Just gonna upload some of my better recent works really quickly.

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Figured I should actually try to use Tumblr instead of letting my account rot