#emo nightmare

I present to you: Emo teen Nightmare!

Let’s all be honest, he would have had an emo fase.

Nightmare Sans belongs to: Jokublog

This drawing was inspired by this Pinterest post

COSPLAY?!?!?! ON M Y TUMBLR?!?!?! MORE LIKELY THAN YOU'D EXPECT-

Virgil/Anxiety from Sanders Sides!! 💜🖤 Virge is pretty much me

And hello I haven’t used tumblr in a while 💀

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Ships: pre-Prinxiety

Warning: T-fic

Virgil was pacing his room, as he always did when something brain wracking happened. Tonight was Thomas’ first date with the new guy and Virgil was struggling with accepting the fact that his life was about to change drastically. He was always to caught up in the past or future that he could never just enjoy the present. That’s just who he was though, and the sooner he learned to accept that, the better off he would be.

Roman approached Virgil’s room, knowing that he would be nervous, but not entirely sure how to help. As much as Roman wanted to tell him everything would be okay, he knew he couldn’t promise that, and making empty promises to someone with that high of anxiety can come off as frustrating in the long run. He knocked twice, and as expected Virgil cautiously opened the door. “What’s up Roman?”

“Virgil, we need to talk. You can’t just hide in your room until the date. I promise together we can make this perfect for Thomas.”

“How am I, the living embodiment of everyone’s worst fears, supposed to make something great out of tonight?” Virgils voice cracked on the last few words. All this built up emotion was starting to get to him.

Roman was taken aback at how distressed Virgil sounded, and his heart broke. It was no secret that Roman had been pining over Virgil for the past few months, and in this moment all he wanted to do was reach out and hug him. Roman looked around for anything that might help Virgil calm down, and his eyes landed on a soft small feather hanging from a dream catcher.

“You know what,” Roman exclaimed.

“What Princey.”

“I think I have the perfect idea to help you calm down before this date.”

“And that would be?”

Roman reached over to Virgil and swiped a finger up his side.

“Hehey!”

Roman continued the action over and over again until he had a giggly Virgil in his hands.

“Romahan stohop thahat!”

“Never my emo nightmare. Not until I dub thee officially relaxed.”

Romans finger slowly migrated toward the center of Virgils stomach, and stopped when they reached his belly-button.

“STOP. Anything but that. I promise I’m relaxed.” Virgil pleaded.

Roman, completely ignoring him, started to wiggle his fingers all around that precious button, and Virgils reaction was priceless. It was sort of a mixtures between squeals, snorts, and hysteria. The longer Roman tickled, the redder Virgils face got. He just couldn’t find it in himself to stop though. He’s never seen Virgil so carefree and it made him want to leave him like this forever. The way his smile lit up the room and his laughter was like a song you could never get out of your head. He’s cheeks were flushed like a winter morning, and his body was sculpted as if Leonardo did it himself. All he could focus on was how perfect Virgil was and how badly we wanted to tell him.

“ROMAN!! I cahan’t breathe.”

“Oh right. I’m so sorry. Guess I got carried away there.”