Virgil: I’m on my way, what should I bring?
Roman: A good mood
Virgil: I’m not coming
And then they have this training for a few years after they get found out about being a were-mer and you have assassin training.
Pssst, assassin mer Virgil who goes on land to kill the prince Logan but ends up accidentally ‘seducing’ him and falling in love -🦭
I love the idea of a mer assassin
I approve
I swear there is probably a Sanders Side one and now I wanna see of it actually exists
today i found out sneeze fetishes are a thing and also that i’m not not into it :\
HAPPY CONTENT PUSH WEEK! I finally got this chapter done! #SidesContentWeek! Chapter one
In the one year and 208 days since Virgil had made his first appearance, and yes, Thomas had counted, Virgil had never shown his wings.
At first, when Virgil was still Anxiety, Thomas had just assumed that maybe the Anxious Side didn’t have wings. Yes, the others had wings but didn’t necessarily meant that Anxiety had them too. Maybe that was just a difference between Anxiety and the others Sides. It probably explained why Anxiety always seemed to look longingly at their wings when he thought no one was looking. He was probably just a little jealous.
Not that Thomas could exactly blame him. The others’ wings were gorgeous. Logan had let him run his fingers through his feathers once, all the while reminding him the proper way to touch the sensitive appendages. His wings had been so soft and felt amazing to touch. Amazingly, he had somehow felt calmer just taking in the different shades of blue that made up Logan’s wings.
He could definitely understand how the Anxious Side would want his own set. So, he didn’t really look much into it.
That was, until Anxiety ducked out and, after going to bring him back, they were all officially introduced to Virgil.
Keep reading
Rejoice because you’re trying your best
I have prinxiety brain rot
(Inspired by this post)
Oh oh oh if you’re doing requests could you do some anxceit? Either fluff or hurt/comfort?
TW: abuse, kissing, food mention, panic attacks (i was listening to the mountain goats ok)
Janus sat against the wall of the garage, just relieved to have escaped the screaming and yelling and broken plates from inside. He stared at his recent texts, Virgil’s message reassuring him. His boyfriend was coming to help him calm down from this panic.
His hands shook as he heard footsteps padding up the drive, seeing Virgil approaching, phone in hand. He started to get up before stumbling and letting Virgil come to him.
“Virgil, I- I should be used to this, I’m sorry-”
Warm hands wrapped around his torso. “No, no, it’s okay, you shouldn’t be used to this. You shouldn’t have to be.”
Janus buried his head in Virgil’s neck, sinking into his boyfriend’s warmth. God, his parents would kill him if they saw this.
He eventually steadied his breathing, drinking in the scent of Virgil’s hoodie.
“Would your parents get angry if you left?”
“I don’t think they care where I am,” Janus mumbled into the soft fabric.
“We could go hang out at a cafe, or get ice cream.”
Janus’s expression relaxed as he pulled his head back, pressing a long kiss to Virgil’s lips. “Yeah. I think I’d like that.”
Hello Kisses Prinxiety?
A/N: Aaaand here you see my son being extra af.
“My love! You’ve returned!” Roman cried, picking up Virgil and spinning him around. He kissed Virgil lovingly, fingers brushing against his cheek, relishing the feeling Virgil being so close, right there beneath his fingertips. Virgil laughed breathlessly when he pulled away.
“Roman, mngh-” Virgil started, but Roman kissed him again. Virgil rolled his eyes when Roman pulled away again.
“Roman, I was only gone for five minutes. You done being a drama queen?” Virgil asked, smirking. Roman gasped, and placed a hand on his chest.
“How dare you! I thought I had lost you forever!” Roman cried, placing kisses all over Virgil’s face, who tried to resist his boyfriend’s charms, but let out a small giggle anyhow.
“Oh my god, you dork. But-” Virgil said, pausing to kiss Roman deeply. When he pulled away, the dazed look on Roman’s face made him break into a soft smile.
“You’re my dork,” Virgil finished.
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virgil rly saw roman about to give up and prepared to fight god
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