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A Touch Of Something New
Prompt: - ⋆ "please, i'm begging you. don't make me watch the nightmare before christmas again." (Credit to @/scealaiscoite for this writing prompt which you can find here!<3)
Summary: Logan has been overworking himself for weeks on end and Virgil has become increasingly more and more worried about him, at a time when he least expects it, he comes up with an idea on how to get him to take a break.
Ship: romantic analogical
CW/TW: self-neglect due to hyperfocus and exhaustion (forgetting to eat, sleep, drink water, etc.)
Logan blinked slowly at the screen in front of him, hands in his hair, eyes irritated and threatening to close. He looked down to the bottom right to check the time. It was 3:26 AM, he had been working for 5 hours straight. His movements felt measured and drawn out as he sunk down into his chair. He was so, so tired. The script he was working on for the next video was barely done.
He closed his eyes and the burning feeling in his eyes became worse. Everything ached and he so desperately wanted to crawl next to his boyfriend and sleep.
Virgil had been begging him to take a break for weeks, to spend time with him, to eat, to drink water, anything, just stop working for two seconds; he insisted he was fine, that he could go without it, reminding him that he loved him dearly but he couldn’t pull his focus away from this right now. He begrudgingly opened his eyes and turned his chair around to face their bed.
The room was dark except for the blue light from the computer screen. His eyesight was fuzzy, but he noticed that Virgil had curled up against a pillow, his pillow. He sighed and turned around, powering his computer down hazily, watching as his progress faded into a black screen. He stared for a second, wanting to power it back on and force himself to work until sunrise.
He shook his head and sighed, getting up out of his chair. The room spun for a few long seconds before he felt someone’s arms wrap around his waist and hook their head over his shoulder. “Are you coming to bed?” Virgil said in his ear sleepily. When had Virgil gotten out of bed? He felt like he was going crazy.
Logan rubbed his eyes with his palms and nodded. He needed to sleep. “Thank you.” Virgil whispered before letting him go.
They both got into bed and Virgil pulled him into him, hooking his head over his shoulder again, whispering sweet nothings in his ear in his half asleep state.
“You work too hard Lo, but I love you.”
“Thank you for coming to bed, it’s the first step towards actually taking care of yourself”
“I’m proud of you.”
Logan was barely registering what Virgil was saying, but sank into his touch nevertheless. “Mhmmm” he responded every so often.
When Virgil noticed the responses becoming few and far between he began to stop talking and started planting small kisses on top of his head.
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Logan awoke to Virgil running his fingertips along his arm and staring at him lovingly.
“Good morning” he said gently
Logan smiled, but it quickly faded as his worries for the script took over. It was like watching storm clouds roll in over a sunny sky. Virgil saw the look in his eyes and took his face in his hands. “Honey, please, I am begging you, don’t think about work, just for today.”
Logan feigned a weak smile.
“Y’know, it’s almost Halloween, which means Christmas is even closer, so I was thinking instead of you working we could—“
"please, i'm begging you. don't make me watch the nightmare before christmas again." Logan interjected playfully.
“No, not that. I actually wanted to just hang out today; drink hot cocoa and watch horror movies? and maybe…cuddle a bit?” He said the last part quietly, he was a bit desperate for more psychical contact at this point, considering Logan and him hadn’t had any time together awake for atleast two weeks straight.
“I’ll make the drinks,” he said happily, “Do you want anything while I’m in the kitchen?” Logan asked
Virgil shook his head, a little grin on his face, he was just glad he was taking care of himself for the first time in a while.
He left the room, and with the way that he was positioned, he watched as Logan, with a huge smile on his face, giddily prepared their drinks. He never showed too much affection outwardly, that’s just how he was, but whenever he got the chance Virgil would watch as he did little things to show how happy he was. Smiling like it was the last time he ever would, humming, melting into Virgil’s touch whenever he let himself be relaxed for a moment. Virgil found it adorable, those little moments of his.
Logan added multiple tiny marshmallows into Virgil’s drink, watching them melt a little, just the way he liked it. He added whipped cream into his, and walked back into the room to find Virgil smiling to himself.
“What is it that you’re thinking about?” He said, interested, handing Virgil his drink.
He took it, and looked down to see the white sugar of the marshmallows mixing with the cocoa; it was as if he could feel the love of all of these years suddenly encapsulating the room.
He looked up, still smiling. “Nothing, don’t worry about it. I just really love you.”
#sanders sides#thomas sanders#ts virgil#virgil sanders#logan sanders#ts logan#fluff#analogical#analogical fluff#Logan sanders fluff#Virgil sanders fluff#a bit ooc#I like to think Virgil is actually super super sweet outside of videos#I’m fangirling over my own writing because this is so cute I can’t believe I actually wrote this#I use the term girl extremely loosely haha
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Janis' Pillow Pile
+ Remus has a pile of stuffed animals in his room that he likes to hide in for fun. Most of them are gifts from Janus or Patton from when he was younger. He finds it very comfortable
+ Logan lets Remus recreate horror movie murders on him. While this terrifies the others, Logan doesn't mind at all, he actually uses it to prove to Remus that horror movies are unrealistic.
+ Patton and Janus often bake together in the kitchen, mainly because Janus knows how to cook and Patton, well Patton doesn’t, but he's getting better.
+ Roman insists that he and Virgil practice make up on each other, they also like to throw shade at Janus while they do this. While Patton doesn’t fully approve of this, he is glad to see the two get along and spend time together.
#Janis' pillow pile#janis takes requests#fluff#remus sanders fluff#virgil sanders fluff#sanders sides fluff#janus fluff#patton sanders#janus sanders fluff#roman sanders fluff
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I'm really tempted to write a vampire Virgil x reader fic but I currently have no inspiration to do it rn sooo-
#i want to get something like that written by halloween#but ughh my brains empty#virgil sanders#vampire virgil#virgil sanders imagines#virgil sanders x reader#virgil sanders fluff#virgil sanders angst#virgil sanders smut#not safe for sanders#mosses random thoughts
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I need dragon Virgil fan fictions please, I’ll sell my right kidney for one
#sanders sides#sanders sides fanfiction#virgil sanders#tss virgil#fanfic#tss fanfic#dragon virgil#anxiety sanders#thomas sanders#virgil sanders fluff#sanders sides fluff#fanfiction
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i don’t draw them enough (99% of my drawings are them)
commission me!
#my art#drawing#art#sketch#sanders sides#sanders sides fanart#log’s art#virgil sanders#tss virgil#virgil x roman#roman x virgil#virgil sanders sides#romantic prinxiety#roman sanders sides#roman sanders#ts roman#tss roman#ts prinxiety#prinxiety fanart#prinxiety#prinxiety fluff
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Patton makes bracelets
Headcannon Patton makes all of the sides friendship bracelets they have a colour representing each of them and look like an 8 year old made them BUT he makes sure to hand-give them out to everyone with like the biggest smile :3
Logan and Virgil would seem unimpressed but wear it religiously, every day, no matter what. Roman would wear it every day but lose it after about 2 weeks. Janus would say "thank you SO much, I'm so impressed by the fine craftsmanship, I can tell you spent SO long on it" and wear it around is ankle every day. Patton never finds out he still wears it all the time. Remus eats it the second Patton turns around.
#patton is the sweetest little fluff ball#protect this man at all costs#sanders sides#thomas sanders#patton sanders#logan sanders#roman sanders#virgil sanders#janus sanders#remus sanders
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Tehe <3
#virgil sanders#ts virgil#ts roman#roman sanders#prinxiety#sanders sides#thomas sanders#fluff#soft#human au
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Almost forgot to post this here oops- but here’s the final drawing for this au (at least for now) god I love them so much
This is the first time I’ve done a full background in years so I’m very proud lol hope y’all like it too
I’m also writing a fic for this au here is a link to that post and here it is on ao3 if you wanna read it!
Some other versions below just cause I think they’re nice :3
Here you can even properly see the background I worked so hard on- and a closeup on the kiss ofc😌
#I’m so normal about them#this au is like all I’ve been drawing for a few months now-#the brainrot has been brainrotting#sanders sides#prinxiety#virgil sanders#roman sanders#sanders sides fanart#ts roman#ts virgil#ts prinxiety#roman x virgil#sanders sides fanfic#prinxiety fanfiction#prinxiety fanart#prinxiety fluff
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Prinxiety Fluff Drabble
Virgil wasn't huge on touch. He just never enjoyed it. He had gone a long time without any sort of hugging or even brushing someone's hand. It didn't upset him. He liked his space. He liked his privacy. He liked feeling cold and set apart.
He wasn't with Janus and Remus anymore. He wasn't exactly with Roman, Logan, and Patton at the time, either. He didn't have anyone emotionally close to him, so he didn't let anyone physically close to him. He didn't feel a need to touch humans.
That was until he accidentally took Roman's hand. Virgil blamed Patton for the situation that followed. Virgil hadn't minded it. He'd been flustered and irritated. But the touch itself didn't hurt. In fact, it felt great. Roman's hand had been warm and soft, only slightly calloused. He wanted that kind of gentle, calming contact again. But that meant asking for it. That meant having to be close to one of them. So that was a no. He didn't need anymore touch.
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Virgil tucked his face into Roman's shoulder, absorbing the prince's warmth.
It had been such a long day of trying to create something. Videos demanded ideas, which triggered stress and anxiety. By the time they'd come up with something good and started on it, Roman and Virgil were exhausted. Virgil was still shaking from the small anxiety attack they'd managed to give Thomas. They never meant to upset him so much. It was part of the process. Granted, that had been happening less and less lately. He supposed that was good.
The stress had thoroughly exhausted both Sides and they'd retreated to their own rooms. Logan and Patton were used to it. They hardly ever ate dinner as a group anymore. They didn't really need to eat anyways. It had just been a nice thing that they could do to be together. Now Virgil only really ate when he stole snacks to eat while watching endless conspiracy videos. They heard Logan and Patton in the kitchen, eating dinner themselves. They didn't care to join. Neither had the energy to have any sort of social interaction. Virgil only gathered the energy to put on his skeleton onesie, go to Roman's room, and collapse next to the prince.
Somehow, Roman had enough strength to move their bodies closer. Virgil didn't object in any way. Roman knew what he was and wasn't comfortable with. Besides, it wasn't often that Virgil was comfortable with being so close. It was a special moment to cherish if the emo let himself be cuddled this way.
So Roman lay there, holding Virgil to his chest, cozy.
#this isn't much#but it's been sitting in my docs for a while#maybe someone will like it#sanders sides#sanders sides drabble#thomas sanders#ts roman#roman sanders#roman sanders sides#tss roman#virgil sanders#ts virgil#virgil sanders sides#tss virgil#roman x virgil#virgil x roman#prinxiety#prinxiety fluff#prinxiety drabble
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having prinxiety thoughts again, i wanted to turn this into an analysis but ✨burnout✨
headcanon that roman loves giving flowers to his loved ones, and each of the sides has their own flower assigned to them. before he started giving them out, nobody really had a favourite flower but they love their creative boy and eventually they accepted that the flower roman gave them was their favourite.
the tradition started when roman began leaving lavenders in virgil’s room, which represent tranquility, purity and serenity. the scent is also calming and helps soothe anxiety. every time virgil had a panic attack, he entered his room to the scent of lavenders and it immediately felt a little less like he was being crushed under the weight of his own stress.
so when roman began facing issues of his own, virgil thought it might be a good idea to give him his own flower…? but he had to figure out what to give.
red suited roman. a red rose might be seen a declaration of love and virgil wasn’t entirely sure he’d be able to leave that behind. he wasn’t ready for it yet. he thought about it, consulted the other sides and they teased him about it but all tried to contribute to helping him find the right flower.
finally, logan suggested giving roman a red carnation. it’s also a symbol of love, but not one that’s as well known. besides, carnations are known to help with stress and are known as “the flower of the gods”.
the mind palace was always full of red carnations after that, blooming everywhere alongside the other flowers to signify that roman had a place with them, alongside the rest of his family.
#sanders sides#rambling prince thoughts#roman sanders#slight roman angst?#romantic prinxiety#virgil sanders#they all love each other#i refuse to hear otherwise#let me have fluff
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"Mama! Its too big on me!"
"You look so cute!"
"I look stupid..."
some child Virgil with off-screen mama Janus!
@thatsthat24
#sander sides#deceit sanders#artist#art#drawing#fanart#sandersides#virgil sanders#janus sanders#sander sides art#sander sides fanart#child!virgil#baby!virgil#familial anxceit#digital artist#digital art#digital illustration#digital drawing#fluff#cute
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Janis’ Pillow Pile (Aka Fluff)
+ When watching movies without Thomas, the sides like to have cuddle piles, usually Patton starts them but occasionally Roman will too.
+ Janus and Logan have a book club together. They pick a book to discuss at the end of each month.
+ Virgil likes to make things out of spiderwebs, sometimes its cool patterns, sometimes its little animals, he finds it relaxing.
+ Remus and Janus have their own movie nights where they watch horror movies. The whole time, Janus comments on how stupid the main characters are while Remus gets ideas for intrusive thoughts to give Thomas.
#Janus#janus headcanon#Janus Sanders#janus sanders fluff#remus sanders headcanon#remus sanders#remus sanders fluff#patton sanders#patton sanders fluff#logan sanders fluff#virgil sanders#virgil sanders fluff#demus fluff#dukeciet#dukeciet fluff#fluff#Janis' pillow pile#logan sanders
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Okay so I'm currently working on two vamp! Virgil fics, one is sfw and fluff and the other is nsfw and gonna be a bit steamy 👀
#virgil sanders imagines#virgil sanders#vampire virgil#virgil sanders x reader#virgil sanders fluff#virgil sanders smut#not safe for sanders#mosses random thoughts
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Comfort At It’s Finest
Prompt: Virgil has a special blanket that sits carefully folded in the closet and only comes out after really bad days, when he needs it the most. It’s the blanket for huddling up and hiding under the bed, it’s the blanket for taking an almost-involuntary nap after the third panic attack of the day, it’s the blanket for pretending the world is less than sixty-four cubic feet in its entirety and has borders of fabric. It’s the blanket for retreating from a dumpster fire to cry himself to sleep.
It’s a blanket he got from Thomas, before he was accepted.
(Credit to @sleepyvirgilprompts for this idea which you can find here<3)
Ship: none? Unless you count this as platonic Thomxiety but I’m not sure, I don’t really see it that way.
CW/TW: panic attacks, swearing, unsympathetic Roman, unsympathetic Janus, sympathetic Logan.
Summary: Virgil locks himself in his room after the sides start fighting again, something about how almost all of them were holding Thomas back? He didn’t know, he didn’t care, he just wanted to feel okay again.
(Halloween has brought up some…odd and negative feelings, to put it lightly, so this is my way of dealing with that<3)
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Virgil couldn’t take it anymore; The shouting, the insults. He slumped against his door and covered his ears, breathing as if he had just run a marathon, trying desperately to remember the breathing techniques Logan had taught him. What was it? In for four out for…five? Fuck. He couldn’t remember, nothing he was thinking made sense, nothing in general, made sense. Everything was so loud and he couldn’t stop trembling no matter how hard he tried. He held his legs down with his palms and they seemed to stop shaking until he let go, all the built up energy making his attack worse than before. It was no use.
This was the third time they’d fought this week.
It was Thursday.
His hands didn’t muffle all the sound, however; he heard every single thing the others were saying in the commons; it was as if a megaphone had been held up to his door.
“well maybe if you weren’t such an asshole I would have t-“ Roman was cut off by..Janus?
“I’m the asshole?! I’m not the one who’s so deeply insecure that they have to project their shit onto others” he screamed.
The house fell deadly silent apart from Virgil’s heavy breathing. He could hear his heart in his ears. He wanted to go home, he was home, but this didn’t feel like what you would call a home.
“Fuck you, Janus. There’s a reason Thomas didn’t accept you for years.” Roman finally said, from the sound of it, through gritted teeth.
He heard someone stomp a few feet near his room, open a door, and slam it. Virgil froze, the sudden noise sending shock waves through his body.
he wanted everything to stop; the loudness, the insults, the fights, the slamming of doors, the stomping, the yelling, the anxiety, he wanted to be held and told he was safe, he wanted to go home, he wanted-
His tearful eyes drifted over to his closet to see a weighted blanket neatly folded and shoved into the back where no one but him could find it.
His blanket.
He pushed himself up off of the ground, a hand against the wall so he wouldn’t fall due to tremors in his legs. He reached up and grabbed it, letting it fall onto him, nearly causing him to fall to the floor.
The blanket was soft; light, but heavy enough to weigh on you a little. It was checkered black and white with little ghosts on every other patch. He eased up just the smallest bit at the sight of it. Thomas had given him this after the ‘My NEGATIVE Thinking’ video.
He quickly fell on to his bed, holding the blanket to his chest. it smelled of cinnamon and honey. Virgil had forgotten how in the worst of moments, if he pulled out his blanket, it would immediately default to any scent of his choice; subconsciously, he had chosen cinnamon. It reminded him of better times, happier times. How he and Patton had baked cinnamon rolls a few months after he was accepted, the smell of sugary sweetness wafting through the air.
The slight hint of honey reminded him of his first panic attack in front of the light sides, how he had curled into himself on the couch, silent tears escaping his eyes, face hot and red, unable to breathe, to speak, to move. Logan had helped him through it.
“Breathe in for four seconds,” he had said, inhaling, crouched down in front of him. “Hold it for seven seconds” he paused and waited for Virgil to follow his lead, and once he did he continued, “out for eight seconds.” He exhaled.
Virgil was so embarrassed that Logan had seen him like that that he proceeded to apologize profusely. “God, that was— I’m so, so sorry, I don’t know what that was, well I do, I think? It’s never been that bad I just—“
“That was what is known as a severe panic attack, Virgil. I take it you’ve never had one to that extent before?” His eyes were kind, caring, behind his glasses.
Virgil just shook his head, he didn’t know what to say, he felt that if he tried to talk the only words he would be able to say would be “I’m sorry” over and over again.
“I see. Say, do you like honey? Maybe lemon?” He had asked
Virgil nodded, and before he could stop him, Logan had begun making Honey and Lemon tea. Something about how “it’s very calming and quite good as well” he had said.
Virgil hadn’t noticed his eyes drift closed but he didn’t feel the need to force them back open. The sharpness of the house felt dimmer, quieter; as if they were sizzling into a low hum, something waiting to pounce again. He was too fatigued to worry about it, even though something in his gut told him to stay alert, something was bound to happen again, he didn’t listen, just readjusted positions under the warmth of the blanket.
He needed to say thank you to Thomas later.
#sanders sides#thomas sanders#ts virgil#virgil sanders#logan sanders#ts logan#roman sanders#ts roman#ts janus#janus sanders#unsympathetic Janus#unsympathetic Roman#slight thomxiety?#idk lol I don’t really consider it that but eh#slight angst#slight fluff as well?#not extremely proud of this one but proud nonetheless#I totally didn’t write this while laying under my weighted blanket /sarc /j
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some fluffy prinxiety doodles because i miss my gf
@your-friendly-tiny-bisexual
#my art#drawing#art#sketch#sanders sides#sanders sides fanart#log’s art#virgil sanders#ts virgil#tss virgil#virgil x roman#roman x virgil#virgil sanders sides#roman sanders sides#roman sanders#ts roman#tss roman#romantic prinxiety#prinxiety#prinxiety fluff#prinxiety fanart#platonic or romantic
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A Sleeping Dragon
“This movie is completely unrealistic!” spoke out Logan, completely and utterly exasperated during Wreck it Ralph. Family movie nights never went according to plan. “There is no possible way video game characters could interact in that way and frankly, the way the inner workings of electrical units are portrayed is ridiculous.”
Roman sighed. He looked down at Virgil who was laying into him fast asleep. “Logan, it’s just a movie. It's a silly movie. It isn’t meant to be realistic.”
Patton giggled. “Yeah, Lo! It’s just a movie.”
Logan huffed. “I don’t see how someone could enjoy a film when it is so blatantly ridiculous.” Roman rolled his eyes, while Patton just giggled again. “It should have at least some aspect of a realistic component to it.”
”Just watch the movie, Specs,” huffed Roman in annoyance.
Virgil, who was curled up napping in between Roman and Patton with his head in Roman’s lap, stirred. He grunted, very annoyed. “Who woke me up?”
All three sides froze. You did not want to be the person who woke Virgil up. He didn’t sleep much, so when he did, he expected to not be disturbed.
“Well? I’m waiting,” demanded Virgil, now sitting up straight. He looked around in question, arms crossed.
Roman blurted out, pointing an accusatory finger toward the logical trait in the recliner. “Logan was complaining about the movie!”
Logan glared at Roman in indignation. “Oh, I’m sorry. Am I not allowed to speak during the whole movie?” he inquired angrily. He turned to Virgil. “Besides, I would have dropped it if Roman would have just nodded and agreed with me. But no, he had to argue,” he added scowling.
Virgil hid his smirk and instead raised an eyebrow. “Oh, is that so?” In reality, he never actually got mad when he was woken up. He just liked messing with the others (especially Roman) however he could. Virgil figured he could have some fun with this.
”O-oh, well-” stuttered Roman.
“I thought I heard something other than Logan’s voice! I heard someone else who was frankly quite louder than Logan!” interjected Virgil looking up at Roman. Roman paled.
“Ah well, I was just defending the movie that’s all,” he replied, trying to hide his fear and failing miserably. “Simply making conversation.”
Virgil smothered a grin. He loved making Roman nervous. “Well, Roman, we all know you’re a lot louder than Logan; it was probably you who woke me up.”
“Now that’s not always-“
Roman was cut off by his yelp, feeling a poke at his ribs. “No interrupting!” scolded Virgil, this time forgetting to mask the grin and the obvious enjoyment he was getting out of this.
Roman blanched as Virgil’s intentions were made clear. “Virge, I’m sorry! Honest! You can go back to sleep, and we’ll all be quiet okay?” He glanced around to see if any of the other Sides would lend a hand. Logan was pretending to be fascinated by the movie suddenly and Patton was also suddenly too ‘preoccupied‘ to notice. He began to grow very nervous as Virgil crept up closer to him.
“Well, I’m already awake now thanks to you-“ he poked Roman’s side again who squeaked at the touch. Virgil‘s evil smile took up his whole face. “I’m very upset, Roman. My sleep was disturbed.” Roman began whining and backed into the arm of the sofa as Virgil continued to get closer. Patton and Logan finally turned their attention to the two traits in the middle of a standoff.
“Don’t hurt him, Virgil!” pleaded Patton.
“I appreciate your concern, but don’t worry Pat. I won’t hurt him. Physically anyway. His pride might be a little bruised.” Virgil smirked again. Roman continued to plead with the darker side despite knowing full well that nothing would stop what was about to happen.
“Come on, Virgil, please! I promise it won’t happen again! I- EEP!“ A pinch to his side.
“Too late, Princey. In all your years of being a prince, has no one told you the most important rule?“
Virgil paused as if trying to build up even more anticipation. He leaned in so close, that Roman could feel the anxious Side’s breath against his neck.
“Don’t wake a sleeping dragon.”
With that, he pounced on Roman and scribbled all over his torso immediately causing the Prince to break into frantic cackles. He mercilessly tickled all over and despite Roman’s defenses, Virgil was just too fast. Every place he tried to guard, the anxious side would just tickle somewhere else. Roman was hysterically laughing and resorted to calling for help from the others.
“HEEHEHEHELLLPPP!!” He cried through his desperate laughter.
“You shouldn’t require our assistance. You should be able to fight him off yourself. If I’m not mistaken, you supposedly have beaten this so-called ‘Dragon Witch’ which, judging by the name, would seem much more dangerous than the tickle monster,” replied Logan, a teasing smile encompassing his features.
”Oh I’m not sure about that Logan,” joked Virgil. “The tickle monster is pretty vicious.”
Poor Roman turned a bright red. “Stahahahahahahap teheheheasheheing!!”
“Aww Lo, look he’s blushing really hard,” Patton gushed.
Roman just blushed harder at that, the teasing was killing him. He was laughing himself hoarse while Virgil just snickered with no signs of stopping anytime soon. After what seemed like hours, Virgil noticed Roman’s laugh becoming more breathy.
“Well, Princey,” Virgil began. Roman was beside himself laughing, as Virgil’s hands were shoved in his armpits “I think you might have learned your lesson.” Roman nodded frantically. “Okay, okay. I’ll stop on one condition. You say, ‘Virgil, you are the best side in the entire world and I would be nothing without you, and I promise to never disrupt your sleep ever again.’ Can you say that?” Roman squeaked as a response. Virgil chuckled knowing Roman couldn’t possibly; he was laughing way too hard.
“VIRHIHIGLLE YOHOHOHO ARHAHAA AHHHHH!”
“Yes? I am what?”
“BEHEHEHEEHEST SIHIHIHIHDE- OHOHOHO MYHHYHY GOHOHOSH!”
Virgil laughed. “And?”
“IHIHIHI CAHAHAHANT REMEHEHEMBER!!” Roman cried in desperation. Virgil started to feel a little bad.
“Alright close enough.” He finally stopped and poor Princey fell limp, giggling and wheezing for air. Virgil smiled down at him. “Sorry dude. May have gone slightly overboard,” he apologized.
“Hahaha, my stohohomahahach, ohoho mahan.”
Virgil helped him sit up and got him settled. Roman was exhausted, so Virgil let him lay in his lap. “There you go, Sir Sing-a-lot,” Roman mumbled a thank you. The roles were reversed as Roman laid napping on Virgil and the rest of the bunch were threatened to stay quiet by Virgil, lest they get the same treatment Roman did. They all watched the movie in silence.
#my writing#fanfiction#creative writing#fanfic#sanders sides#virgil sanders#ts sides#fluff#roman sanders#patton sanders#logan sanders#lee!roman#ler!virgil#sfw tickling#tfic#fic#my fic#my fanfic
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