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girl-with-cat-eyes · 3 years

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Wednesdays

Summary: Wednesdays are Janus Picani's busiest day. Between meetings, snack day, soccer practice, and art club, he's running around like a chicken with his head cut off. This Wednesday, however, is sure to change the lives of the Picani family forever. Jan's sure they can handle it though.

Ships: Platonic Moceit, thvi

A/N: I've been rewatching the old Reba sitcom from the 2000s and I'd forgotten just how good it was. Good enough that I wanted to write an au for it. Thank you so much to @amazon-me-bitches and my lovely qpp @forever-forgotten-angel for beta reading this and helping me to work out the kinks with the plot. As always, leave a comment if you like this. Enjoy!

For most people, Mondays were their busiest day. It made sense; returning to the workweek, school, etc. For Janus Picani, however, the title of busiest day went to Wednesday. His firm always had partner meetings, they were Emile’s day to bring class snacks, Remy had soccer, and Virgil had art club. On top of that, Jan’s therapy sessions were Wednesdays, which meant he had to make sure all of his work was done 15 minutes early so he could get to his appointment on time. Safe to say, to say Wednesdays weren’t exactly his favorite day.

“Emile! Get down here! You don’t want to be late for school!”, He called upstairs as he finished making breakfast sandwiches. Virgil stood across from him, packing lunches for his brothers.

“He probably can’t find his backpack. He left it down here after he finished his homework.”

Janus sighed, “This wouldn’t be a problem if he just left his backpack down here every night. Remy go get your brother and tell him his backpack is down here.”, the young boy got up, rolling his eyes and Jan had to bite back a sigh. Remy had always been his sassiest child.

“Why can’t Virgil do it?”

Virgil raised an eyebrow at him, “Because I’m making lunch, I can go get him if you want to make your own sandwich ?”, Remys shook his head and ran upstairs, Virgil chuckling at the sight.

Janus finished plating breakfast and turned to thank Virgil, frowning when he saw that Virgil had only made two lunches. He looked pointedly at his son, “You’re not eating?”, he asked.

Virgil shrugged, “I’m gonna get lunch at school today. They’re having burritos.”, Janus nodded. As long as he was eating. Patton came downstairs before he could reply, Remy and Emile in tow.

“I found these two trying to play on the Switch.”, Emile and Remy sat down, guilty little grins on their faces that told Jan that they didn’t regret it, “Good thing I went to check on them.” “Good thing indeed.” He handed Pat a plate, pouting a cup of coffee for his husband? Ex? Janus wasn’t sure what to call the man he’d been married to for 20 years, separated from, hadn’t divorced, and who still lived in the house with. Regardless he poured him a cup of coffee, “Ok so you’re taking Emile and Remy to school and I’ll take Virgil. I’ll pick up Remy and you pick up Emile and-” “-and I’m catching a ride home with Thomas after theater. I’m working on the sets for Little shop today.”, Virgil piped up and Jan had to hold back a grimace at the mention of his boyfriend. He like Thomas, he really did. In terms of high school boyfriends, Thomas had been nothing but a gentleman. But the thought of his son dating still upset Janus deep down; according to his therapist, he was grappling with the thought of his baby growing up.

“Ok.”, he replied, keeping his thoughts to himself. It wouldn’t do any good to speak them when they were his problem to deal with, “I’ll pick up takeout on the way home.”

“Jan? I was wondering if you’d want to come to the restaurant today for lunch?”, He turned to look at Patton. Based on the tone in his voice Janus knew that this wasn’t just a friendly invitation to taste a new menu item. He sighed: he’d been planning to work through his lunch today so he could get out on time.

Regardless, this seemed serious, “Ok. I’ll be there at noon.”, he promised. He quickly finished his breakfast and looked over to Virgil, “Ready to go?”, he asked. He nodded and finished pouring his iced coffee and they were off.

The ride to Virgil’s school was as quick as always. Music played lowly on the radio, lowly on the radio and Janus hummed along. It would be peaceful if not for the fact that Virgil kept fidgeting and staring out the window. Something was up, “Ok. Something’s wrong. Spill.” Virgil turned to look at him, “What? Nothing’s wrong.”, He straightened his face, trying to appear calm. Janus didn’t buy it for a second, “I’m fine.” “Virgil James Picani. I have known you since you were born. I have held you for night after night. I know you inside out. And I know when you’re lying to me. What’s wrong? Is someone bothering you?” Virgil shook his head. “No. It’s just that Mr.Prince, the drama teacher, wants me to be Seymore’s understudy. And I know the chances of me going on stage are rare but I don’t want to take that chance. And I don’t know how to tell him without letting him down.” “Baby bat, just tell him the truth. I’m sure he’ll understand.”, Virgil nodded. The issue seemed to be solved, yet Janus had a feeling that there was something else wrong. But before he could ask any more, they’d arrived and Virgil was getting out. “Love you, Dad! I’ll see you after school!”, Janus shook his head, trying to keep his concerns down. He’d ask Virgil after school. It was fine.

Being a lawyer certainly had its perks; financial security being a prime example. Meetings running long weren’t that though. Janus sighed as he rushed into Pat’s. The warm lighting and delicious smells greeting him. Even if he’d preferred to work through his lunch, Janus couldn’t deny that the thought of Patton’s cooking made his mouth water. There was a reason people came from near and far to this place.

Speaking of Patton, Janus spotted the bespectacled man sitting in their usual booth, a bottle of wine waiting there. He smiled at the thought and sat down, “I thought you weren’t a fan of day drinking?”, he quipped. Pat rarely drank at all, but especially not during the day. “I’m not but I know you don’t mind a glass of wine at lunch.”, Pat poured him a glass, “Salmon or duck?” “Salmon.”, Janus answered. Patton made a delicious pan-seared salmon with risotto and kale salad. It was delicious and sounded lovely right now. Patton nodded and ordered that for him and glazed crispy duck for himself. “So.”, he began as he buttered a roll, “What did you want to discuss?” “Who says I have something to discuss? Maybe I just wanted to have lunch with you?”, He was stalling obviously. Trying to get time to steel his nerves.

Janus raised an eyebrow at him, “You and I know very well that Wednesday is our busy day. If you wanted to just have lunch you would have asked on another day. Therefore this is something important that you don’t want to talk about in front of the kids. So what do you want to discuss?” Patton sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Whatever he wanted to talk about was weighing heavily on his mind. After some time he finally spoke, “I want to finalize our divorce.”, he spoke quickly, like he wanted to get the words out of his mouth as fast as he could.

Janus nodded; he supposed it made sense. They had been separated for over a year now, they slept in separate bedrooms, and they hadn’t had sex since long before they separated. While they still cared for each other, the love they once shared was long gone. The only reason they were still married was the cost of getting a divorce. Considering they’d spent 20 dollars on a courthouse wedding neither had been too happy to shill out thousands of dollars to end their marriage.

The question was why now, and why couldn’t he say it in front of the kids. They’d sat them down months ago and explained that while they loved each other and would always be a family, they weren’t in love anymore. Virgil had taken in the best; being the oldest, he’d seen the signs for a while now. He’d taken it upon himself to comfort his younger brothers. Remy tried to pretend that he was fine, but both Janus and Patton knew better. He’d taken the thought of his family splitting up harder than he was showing. They’d both spoken to him about it, reassuring him that they’d always be a family. And they’d started having family activities every Saturday. Emile had taken it the hardest. The six-year-old didn’t truly understand what was going on. They were still having conversations explaining what it meant. Janus had even begun researching child psychologists at the recommendation of his therapist.

“Ok.”, He spoke, “Why now though? I thought we’d agreed that divorces are too expensive…. You met someone.”, the realization hit Janus like a ton of bricks. Everything made sense. Pat would feel guilty about pursuing someone else while married, even if they were separated. And he wouldn’t want to talk about this in front of the kids until he knew for sure that it was serious.

Patton nodded, “I did.”

“Well, tell me about him. I care about you regardless of our marital status. And I want to know about the person you’ll be bringing around our kids.”

“Ok. His name is Logan and I met him a few weeks ago. He came in here for dinner and he’s just the cutest. He got so excited when he found out we use crofters in our thumbprint cookies and our victoria sponge.” Patton smiled fondly at the thought, “We’ve been on a few dates and… It’s not just a fling. I can see a future with him, Jan.”

Jan took a sip of wine, “Ok. I’ll ask around for good lawyers when I get back.”,

Patton squealed and hugged him, “Thank you so much Jan. Maybe I could invite him over for dinner sometime. That way you could meet him and I could introduce him to the kids.”, Their food came at that moment, which meant Patton had to stop hugging him. Janus was thankful; he’d never been the type for hugging. Except with his kids.

“Ok. But you have to tell them about the divorce first. Deal?” “Deal.”

Virgil was generally considered a good kid by his peers and teachers. Quiet perhaps, but overall a good kid. He didn’t break rules, got good grades, and overall kept to himself. The one anomaly about him was that he was dating Thomas sanders, or rather that Thomas Sanders was dating him. Thomas was a bright and outgoing person; if this was a 2000s sitcom, he might have been considered popular. Not only that, but he had a fairly popular youtube channel where he did skits, challenges, and more. Virgil barely even had social media. They were a couple regardless, and Virgil was known as a good kid.

He didn’t feel like a good kid as he watched the Chipotle employee make his bowl. He’d signed himself out of school early along with Thomas, and now they were getting lunch. The thought of skipping school kept buzzing around his head, even though he’d gotten all of his assignments from the classes he’d be missing. Besides he had bigger problems to worry about.

He sat down beside his boyfriend and took a bite of his food, “What am I going to do?” He asked in a small voice, fear lacing his tone. Thomas reached across the booth and squeezed his hand.

Hey,”, Thomas whispered, his voice soft and reassuring, “It’ll be ok. I’ll be right here no matter what.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”, Thomas squeezed his hand, “Now really eat, you skipped lunch yesterday.”, Virgil nodded and the rest of lunch passed silence. The pair simply enjoying their food together. Virgil grinned and poured queso onto his bowl and smiled at his boyfriend.

“You’re so cute.”, he whispered. Thomas blushed at the compliment and Virgil considered it a win. Sooner enough they were done with their meal. Virgil stood up and gathered their trash, “I’m gonna go the bathroom.” “Ok”, Thomas nodded, “I love you no matter what.”. Virgil smiled and went to the bathroom, anxiety twisting his stomach in knots.

Janus sighed as he drove home. Patton had messaged him earlier that he was making dinner and Jan didn’t have to pick up any takeout. Of course, that made Jan’s life easier, but it also meant that they were going to talk over the divorce with the kids. Great. He peered at Remy in the backseat, sipping his chocolate milk without a care in the world. God sometimes Jan wished he were a child still. Childhood was so much easier, “I think your Dad is making dinner tonight.” Remy looked at him, “I thought we were going to pick up takeout?” “He messaged me saying that I don’t need to pick up any food.”, Remy nodded and smiled before looking back out the window. Janus understood: Patton was an amazing cook. Hopefully, they’d all be able to eat after this. God, how would Remy react? He’d already taken the separation hard. And Emile, he barely understood what divorce was. And Virgil, the oldest, the one who buried his feelings the most. He probably wouldn’t want to talk about it and would bury his feelings to help his brothers.

They pulled into the garage, Remy grabbing his stuff and running inside, “Take off your shoes and change before you get mud all over the house.’, he called after him. Janus took his time collecting his things. ‘Just go in. Better to get it over with.’, his thoughts raced around his head like an angry swarm of bees. He took a deep breath and walked inside.

The smell of garlic and tomatoes washed over his sense, Patton was making Italian food. He took a deep breath, enjoying the smells. Patton stood next to the counter, buttering a long baguette for garlic bread. He looked up and gave a reassuring smile, but Janus could see the nervousness in his eye, at least he wasn’t alone in the feeling, “Hey.” He greeted, “The lasagna is almost done and I’m making garlic bread right now. There’s stuff for caesar salad in the fridge if you want to help out.”

Janus nodded and took off his jacket before washing his hands and making said salad, “Where’s Emile and Virgil?”, he asked, praying that he sounded casual. The salad offered a great distraction from his thoughts, greeting parmesan meant he didn’t have to focus on this upcoming family discussion.

“Virgil is helping Emile with his homework. He’s learning addition.”, Patton supplied as he put the bread on a tray, placing it in the oven. “There are brownies in the fridge. I figured we could make sundaes. Hopefully, it’ll make the conversation easier.”, Janus nodded. Remy and Emile might not realize it but Virgil would know something was up. Pat rarely made dessert on weekdays.

Soon enough dinner was done and all five of them were sitting around the table. Virgil still looked anxious and Janus wanted to bang his head off the table. There was no way he’d be able to ask what was wrong after this conversation. Why did this have to happen tonight?

Patton smiled, “So how was school guys?”, ‘Subtle Pat, subtle. Why don’t you just hang a banner above our heads that says We’re getting divorced’. Janus took a large sip of wine so his thoughts would stay in his head.

“Ok,” Remy spoke up. “But I keep getting headaches during the day. The lights in the class are too bright.”, This had been going on for a while now. The fluorescent lighting of the classroom seemed to give Remy migraines, and his teacher wasn’t budging on letting him wear sunglasses to prevent it.

“I’ll talk to your teacher in the morning.”

“My day was good Daddy.”, Emile grinned, “We learned about ecosystems.”, Janus smiled. Emile was so young and innocent.

“Virgil?”, The teenager in question looked up from where he’d been staring off into space. He took a quick bit of lasagna before speaking.

“It was fine.”

He was lying. Something was wrong and Virgil was trying to act like he was ok. Janus wanted to ask more questions, to figure out what was bothering his son. It wouldn’t work though. Virgil guarded his privacy with his life. Prying would only make him more tight-lipped. Janus just had to wait for Virgil to come to him with what was wrong, and in the meantime, hope that it wasn’t serious.

Besides, even if Janus thought it was a good idea to ask, there were other things at hand. Patton nodded to him and he knew it was time. “Your father and I have some news.”. Patton began. Janus held back a groan.

“Are we going to Disney World?”, Emile was practically bouncing in his seat at the thought of such a trip.

“No.”, Janus made a mental note to talk to Patton about a family vacation. Maybe it would help reassure Remy and Emile that they were all still a family. “It’s not that. You all know that we’re always going to be a family right? No matter what happens we’ll always be together.”, Virgil was ghostly pale and Remy had his fists clenched. He didn’t even have to say it. They knew.

His middle son jumped up, “No.” He was tearing up, “You promised.”

“Remy..”

“No! You said we’d always be together.”, Tears began running down his face. A knot formed in Janus’ throat. Why did they have to do this?

“And we will. No matter what.”, Patton tried to soothe. It was met on deaf ears.

“No, we won’t! That’s what they all say! They say nothing will change but it does. Next thing you know, you’re in different houses and splitting custody and no one will want me. And then I’ll be back in foster care.”

“Remy that won’t happen. We love you.”, Janus wanted to take his son in his arms. Wanted to hold all of his children and promise them that they still loved them all, and the divorce wouldn’t change that. But Remy ran upstairs, the sound of his bedroom door slamming shut echoing through the house.

“What’s going on?”, Emile’s face was contorted, confusion visible. Of course, he wouldn’t fully understand what was going on. The six-year-old had barely understood the separation.

Patton sighed and knelt down next to him, “Your father and I are finalizing our divorce. We won’t be married anymore.” Emile blinked.

“Why? I thought you weren’t getting one?” Patton sighed, “Things have changed.”, Emile blinked at him. This was going wrong. It was too soon. They should have eased them into this idea. Shouldn’t have sprung it on them like this.

Understanding bloomed in Emile’s face. His next words were a whisper, so quiet that Janus almost didn’t hear them. But he did, and it felt like getting hit by a truck. “Are you divorcing cause Virgil’s pregnant?” “EMILE!”, Virgil shrieked. Janus felt like he was watching this from above like it was a tv show playing out in front of him, and not his life. He looked next to him. Patton appeared to be in a similar situation.

“It’s the truth.”

Finally, Janus found himself able to speak. There were a million questions inside of him longing to get out, but all he could say was, “What?”

Luckily Patton was able to voice one of his questions, “Virgil, is this true?”. Virgil refused to make eye contact with either of them and Janus knew it was. His eldest child looked almost ashamed, shoulders tense and body hunched over.

“Virgil…”, He started, but he was upstairs before Janus could continue. Janus shut his eyes. Amazing. One of his kids was pregnant at 17 and another thought he was going to be sent back to foster care. His head met the table with a groan. Patton rubbed his shoulder.

Emile still stood in front of them, “Am I in trouble?”, he asked, voice shaking. Janus leaned forward and picked him up. He bounced Emile on his hip, stroking his back.

“No baby.”, He ruffled his hair and booped his nose. “You aren’t in trouble ok. Everything is just kinda stressful right now. But none of that is your fault, ok?” Emile nodded and buried his face into Jan’s chest. Patton joined the hug, stroking Emile’s back and humming softly. They sat there in this position for about 10 minutes before Janus pulled away, gave Emile a kiss on the forehead, “We love all of you so much and the divorce won’t change that ok?”

He nodded and Janus stood up, “I’m going to go talk to Remy, he might be easier to get to open up than Virgil right now.”, He handed Emile to Pat, who bounced him on his hip.

“Ok. I’ll make a pot of hot cocoa to take up. Hopefully, it’ll get him to open up.”, Janus nodded in thanks and made his way upstairs.

Remy’s room was as dark as ever, the twelve-year-old liked to leave the lights in his room dimmed. Janus peaked his head in, seeing him laying on his bed, face buried into his pillows. “Remy?”, He called out. The child in question didn’t respond but Janus knew he was awake, “Can I come in?”

There was silence for a moment and Janus thought about what he would do if Remy said no. He wanted to respect his privacy, but at the time this was a conversation that needed to happen. Remy thought he was going to be sent back to foster care and Janus couldn’t let him just think that. Luckily Remy soon answered, “Yes…”

He walked in slowly, eyes trained on his son. His son who was terrified that he was going to be sent away. He swallowed, “Remy you aren’t going to be sent back to foster care. I promise that.”

Remy sniffled and his heart broke for his middle child, “That’s what they said last time. They said they loved me and I’d never be sent away again. And then they said they were getting a divorce and it wasn’t a good time for them to adopt a kid.”

Janus sighed and began stroking his hair, “And I’m promising that no matter what we’re not sending you back there. We love you. You’re our son, our wonderful son who we love so much. The divorce is between your father and me. And I won’t lie and say that it won’t affect you or that nothing will change, because things will change. A lot of things will change. But the love that your father and I have for the three of you? That will never change. It’ll never fade or go away. And we’re never sending you back.” He smiled slightly and joked, “Besides we threw away the receipt. No returns.”

Remy giggled and Janus knew he’d been successful in cheering him up. Remy sat up and hugged him tightly, tears still flowing freely, “I love you both. This is my home, my family. I don’t want to lose you.” “I know baby, I know. What does Stitch say?”, He hoped that a reference to Remy’s favorite movie would lighten the mood even more.

Remy sighed, “Ohana means family.” “And?”

“Family is never left behind or forgotten.”

Janus nodded and kissed his head, “And you’re our ohana. And we hope to yours. We’re here for as long as you want us.”, Remy smiled and Janus knew that even if it took some time, everything would be ok with him. He sat up. “Patton should be up here in a few minutes with cocoa and I’m sure he’ll want to talk to you. So I’ll sit here with you until he gets up here and then I’ll give you your privacy. Ok? Besides I need to talk to your older brother.”

Remy nodded, “Is Virgil ok?”

Janus sighed, “I don’t know. But I intend to find out.”. As if on cue, there was a knock on the door and Patton peaked his head in. He held a tray with four mugs of cocoa topped with whipped cream. Next to them sat a plate with brownies.

“Can I come in? I brought cocoa.” He smiled encouragingly. Remy nodded and sat up off of Janus’s chest. Patton came in, taking two of the mugs and some of the brownies. “The rest are for you and Virgil.”

“Where’s Emile?”

“In his room with a covered mug and a brownie watching Aladdin. He’ll be ok.”, Janus nodded and took the tray before leaving.

Janus stood outside of Virgil’s room, trying to figure out what to say. What did you say when your teenage son was pregnant? Most parents were worried about their sons getting someone pregnant, not their sons being pregnant. Then again, not everyone had a trans son. He sighed and knocked, “Virgil? Can I come in?”

Unlike Remy, who took his time answering, Virgil’s reply was almost immediate, “I don’t want to talk, Dad.”, Janus sighed. Goddammit. This is exactly what he was fearing. He couldn’t just leave his son alone right now. His pregnant son at that. Virgil was pregnant. He groaned.

“Baby bat, please. We need to talk about this.”

“I don’t want to talk.” “I have Pat’s hot chocolate and brownies.”

There was a pause. Then he spoke, “The door’s open.”, Janus opened the door slowly. Virgil sat in the middle of the bed, knees tucked against his chest. Tears ran down his face in inky black trails. Janus’ heart ached for him. He looked at Janus and sniffled, “Go on. Yell at me about what a horrible mistake I made.” His heart lept into his throat. Janus remembered having a similar conversation with his sister 18 years ago. How she was pregnant and her boyfriend ran off on her. Janus hadn’t known then how his life was going to change forever. And now his son was pregnant.

“I’m not here to yell at you V.”, He sat next to him, handing Virgil the mug of cocoa. He took a sip of his own, “How long have you known?” Virgil shrugged, “I only found out today. But I suspected it when Dad mentioned that one of the waitresses at the restaurant was pregnant. I’m about a month along.” Janus nodded, “Does Thomas know?”, he was met with a nod. “And what does he think?”, more memories of his sister rushed to the surface. His sister saying that her boyfriend had ran out of town when she found out that was pregnant. That he took the rent money and she’d been evicted. He was brought out of his memories by Virgil’s next words.

“He says he loves me still. And he supports me no matter what I choose.”, Well that was good. Janus didn’t know what he would have done if Thomas had abandoned Virgil. It would have been unpleasant that’s for sure. Now for the hardest question.

“You have options; you don’t have to keep the baby if you don’t want to. Do you have an idea of what you want to do?”, Virgil looked up at him and Janus once again was overcome with memories of his sister. Adelaide saying that she didn’t know what she was going to do but she was keeping her baby. He and Pat letting her move in. Recording home movies for the baby. Rushing her to the hospital while she screamed in pain in his backseat. The doctor saying that she lost too much blood. Holding Virgil in his arms.

“I want to keep the baby.”, there it was. The thing that Janus had known deep down that Virgil would say from the moment he found out about the pregnancy, “I know I have options and I know I’m young and this probably seems stupid but I want this baby. I just... You took a chance on me when mom died. You and Dad weren’t looking for a kid when I was born but you took me in anyway. You took a chance on me. And I’m taking a chance on this baby.”

Janus sighed, “You’re just like your mother you know that. Just as stubborn and just as loving. And you know what? She was just as determined to have you, even if it wasn’t the best time. And I’m going to tell you the same thing I told her.”, He hugged Virgil close, “I love you so much. And if you want this baby then your dad and I will support you no matter what ok? We’ll help you out. I promise.”

Virgil smiled at him, “Really?”

Janus nodded, “Really really. Now I think you should invite Thomas over tomorrow. I want to talk to him.”. Seeing the look on Virgil’s face he added, “I’ll go easy on him. I just want to know he’ll be a good dad for my grandchild. And you two need to tell his parents.”

Virgil nodded and there was a knock at the door, “Come in.”

It was Patton, “Hey. Emile and Remy are both asleep. How is everything?”

“Well Pat, we’re going to be grandfathers.”

Patton smiled and sat down next to them both, “I see. And everything is ok?” Virgil nodded, “Yeah. Everything will work itself out.”, And at that moment Janus knew it to be true.

A/N: Unlike some of my other works, this one is going to be a series of one-shots. I think I'll be able to handle that better than chapter fic. It'll also feel more like episodes of a sitcom. I really like the feel to this and I'm open to prompts.

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 4 years

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Ok hear me out, since we're talking stripper hcs, stripper Virgil. Maybe with a side of thvi

I love it.

A creepy guy gets creepy and Thomas just going “I got your hoodie, go kick his ass, baby”.

Virgil wears his heels when he’s self-conscious because knowing that men are willing to pay him to exist on a stage makes him feel less self-conscious.

Roman may or may not show up on Thursdays and he may or may not pay extra in a VIP room for Virgil to tell him that he’s worth love and affection.

Logan has a whiteboard in the kitchen for everyone’s jobs and Virgil’s square has a checklist for his stripper bag so he doesn’t forget to bring something and how much he made that week so he can keep track.

Patton is the proudest dad. How can he not be when his son is raking in more in a night than he makes in a week?

Janus went with him to his first audition because he felt anxious. Virgil felt a lot less anxious afterward when he was hired. Janus was very happy to work with his best friend.

Remy totally doesn’t pay Virgil double to spend an hour with him in a VIP room on Sundays because he knows they’re both bored. Nope, not at all. Remy definitely doesn’t. (Yes, he does.)

He has gotten proposed to in a VIP room. He said no.

Virgil wears more glittery shoes than Janus does so he doesn’t wear them much outside the club. But, if he’s half dressed and needs to leave, he’ll grab a pair of heels and put them on because he runs better in heels than sneakers.

Thomas usually makes Virgil food when he wakes up because Virgil usually wears his heels home and is like a newborn deer in the morning, stumbling around in heels and his hoodie and will paw at the coffee maker until it does what he wants so Thomas usually steps in and helps him.

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sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes · 4 years

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Virgil: anyone who has a crush on me is dumb

Logan: wow Virgil, what a way to berate us all.

Virgil: what-

Logan: what

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duality-deactivated · 3 years

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You said you were taking requests, if you are okay with it I would like to request. fluffy romantic virgil/thomas or fluffy romantic roman/thomas? something cute that involves cupcakes maybe? idk I am just throwing out ideas...

Oooo, thank you Anon, ThVi is my shit. So, lets go!

[This is written by Remus, one of my alters. He hopes y'all enjoy his work. ^^]

ThVi- Cupcakes for all.

"3/4 cup of flour."

"Mmhm, Got it."

"1/2 cup cocoa powder."

"Okay."

"And the rest of these ingredients." Thomas nuzzles his head into Virgil's shoulder, passing him the list of ingredients they needed to make the chocolate cupcakes for Patton's birthday. Virgil returns the nuzzle, amethyst ring on Thomas's finger showing that the two were at least engaged. Neither knew how a side could marry their host but neither cared. Virgil began to get the rest of the ingredients out of the pantry as Thomas got out the stand mixer Patton normally used to bake.

Virgil hummed to himself as they worked on the cupcakes, his green and purple mismatched eyes locked onto his current task, mixing the dry ingredients, before helping Thomas mix the wet, there was a motion, it was too fast and the bowl of wet ingredients splattered onto the floor and Virgil's hoodie.

This sent the side into a panic, fearing he had screwed up the only thing making the day okay and it takes Thomas pulling Virgil close, kissing him to calm the air of figurative anxiety and a literal stormcloud, and Virgil is collasping into Thomas arms, holding him close.

"It's okay." Thomas said once he pulled away.

"How do you know?"

"I know because We still have time. It's barely 3 in the afternoon. C'mon, lets get cleaned up and we'll fix these cupcakes, okay?"

"Okay. I love you, Thomas."

"I love you too, Virge."

#thvi #romantic thvi #virgil sanders #character thomas

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siren1song · 4 years

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Max went to bed so this isn't gonna be formatted nicely like the last one but im writing More thvi this time for @strawberryjellystuff based on her cute af thvi doodle

Space Out

Thomas had a tendency to zone out when he was especially exhausted. It wasn't really a big deal, and a nap usually helped pretty well, it just tended to be frustrating when it happened.

Plus he also had the bad habit of saying whatever came to mind because a lack of sleep meant his filter was off.

Which... made the zoning out a problem because there was one person he didn't currently want zero filter when he was around him.

And Virgil was supposed to be coming over in like five minutes to help him finish a project because he trusted his judgement and not to sugar-coat anything.

Honestly, Thomas might be fine if he could get himself out of the kitchen at least so he could prepare himself before Virgil walked in the door but he'd walked in there for something and now he couldn't remember what it was for the life of him.

Thomas registered a small click, and he felt like maybe that should hold significance but now he was distracted with trying to remember why he was staring at the sink. He was standing just inside the kitchen too, did he want something from the fridge?

Maybe? He wasn't really hungry but it couldn't hurt to look.

"Uh... You good there Thomas?"

Thomas blinked, turning so he could look at Virgil.

Oh, that's what the clicking was, Virgil was coming over.

Virgil, with his dyed purple hair and pretty green and brown eyes and emo aesthetic and-

"You're beautiful."

Wait, shit, he wasn't supposed to say that.

Virgil's eyebrows shot up, and he straightened a little bit, shoulders no longer hunched over.

"I- What?"

Thomas didn't respond, just staring at Virgil for a second as his mind chugged along in an attempt to comprehend what just happened.

"I wasn't supposed to say that," he said, looking at the fridge.

The surface of it looked cold, and Thomas kind of wanted to press his face against it. That might wake him up a bit, and the coolness was refreshing like-

"I was thirsty," he muttered, finally remembering why he was in the kitchen.

Virgil sighed, reaching out and catching Thomas' shoulder so he could point him in the direction of the couch.

"Go lay down, you'll drop and shatter the cup if I let you grab it."

"Yeah, that's probably smart," Thomas agreed easily, looking at Virgil with a small smile.

Virgil rolled his eyes, his own fond smile quirking his lips as he pointed at the couch.

"Lay down."

"Yessir!" Thomas said, saluting his crush and giggling to himself when Virgil shook his head.

By the time Virgil had a glass of water (one of the plastic cups), Thomas was conked out on the couch, a pillow pulled under his head and his legs hanging off the edge.

Virgil just sighed, setting the cup down on the table before circling around so he could lift Thomas' legs on the couch.

"You really need to take better care of yourself when you have a project," he muttered, pressing a kiss to Thomas' forehead before getting the throw blanket on top of him.

He'd help Thomas with his project later, may as well let him sleep for now.

#casper writes #ts virgil #the man himself #thvi #romantic thvi #jelly tag #i can't think of any warnings #this is so fucking cute oh mY GOD #if someone wants to tell me the word count on this that'd be great-#JELLY I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS #BC HIGH KEY I LOVE OT #*IT

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zadi-jyne · 4 years

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This is quickly gonna turn into a tsxsides fan account if I'm not careful

#thvi #romantic thvi #tsxsides #virgil sanders #character thomas #sanders sides #tsart #zadi jyne

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softestpatton · 4 years

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ThVi Pride Month Moodboard!!

@darkshadesofpurple @lunalyric15 @virgils-anxiety-and-insanity @sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes @sablesides @min-violet

#thvi #romantic thvi #thomas/virgil #thomxiety #thomas x virgil #moodboard

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virgils-screams · 4 years

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Thomas: so uh, what do you identify as? He-?

Virgil: bish ima snack

Thomas: *low growl* your my snack

😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

#sander sides #virgil sanders #romantic thvi #thvi

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sablesides-ask-blog · 4 years

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“Vampire” From The Sketchtober Thing And “Kidnapping” From The Bad Things Bingo With ThVi Where Virgil Gets Captured By Vampire Hunters?

The life of a vampire was filled with many things, running, hiding, blood consumption, general homoeroticism. But mostly it was full of longing, what for depended on the vampire. Some desired acceptance, others friendship or love, other vampires just really really wanted collectors edition figurines from sources that didnt look like hacking websites.

Virgil just wanted peace, that was all, he wanted to be able to settle in a nice house with a nice boyfriend and lots of plants and no sign of hunters anywhere. But heres the problem with that. Virgil, was a prince, and vampire princes rarely get a moment of rest. The moment a baby vampire gets a bat form and loses its baby fangs, no matter its parents or class, it is abandoned in the woods to fend for itself. This isnt such a big deal for other vampires, but royalty comes with power, it comes with prettier wings, it comes with fangs whose powder can cure illnesses.

So Virgil hid, he hid until his hiding place was discovered and then he ran for his life, rinse and repeat formula.

But even someone who spends his whole life running cant always do so successfully. So here he was, thrashing on the forest floor as ropes cascaded down from around him, binding him. He felt something pierce the skin between his wings, and he felt his vision go dark.

He woke up later in a cage, ropes and chains were hanging from the top, where there was a large section of bars, much to small for anyone to fit through. Virgil was laying on the ground, which was made of soft grass and dirt.

"And now for your final present Prince Thomas," Virgil froze and back against the far wall of the cage. A tall man with jet black hair and a navy blue vest and white undershirt approached his cage, followed closely by a boy in a red dress-shirt with brown hair and eyes.

The boys eyes fell on Virgil and he let out a small gasp.

"Why does he look scared? What did you do to him?" the boy, who Virgil assumed was Thomas, seemed angry, which caused Virgil to shrink further against the wall.

"Do you not like your gift your highness?" Said the man with black hair.

"Not if he doesnt want to be here! Hes a living thing Eberhard!" Thomas said, Virgil relaxed when he realized Thomas hadnt been yelling at him. He watched as Thomas walked closer to the glass and pressed his hand against it. Creeping closer with a faint expression of distrust, Virgil placed his own hand on top of Thomas', causing the smaller boy's palm to disappear almost completely.

"Well we cant let him go now, there's be hunters storming the castle demanding to know where, he's safer here than out there," said Eberhard.

"Fine, but at least let him out of this- thing- hes not an animal," Virgil heard a door click open and rushed out of it, only to get pulled back by two pairs of arms and dragged to the same space as before, on the opposite side if the cage.

"My apologies for all this trouble," Thomas said, rubbing the back of his neck. Virgil didnt respond, choosing instead to glare at Eberhard.

"Can I uh- show you to a guest room?" Thomas asked, extending a hand. Virgil merely nodded and placed his own hand in Thomas'. Thomas guided him to a room with a large ornate bed with purple sheets and bed curtains, elaborate dark oak furnishings, and a window that seemed removed from the rest of the room, with a circular purple cushion replacing where air and floor would have been.

"Is this alright?" Thomas asked, a look of worry on his face.

"This is fine," Virgil said, smiling. He waited for Thomas to close the door before crashing onto the bed, something told him he would enjoy it here a lot more than he would have running around in the woods.

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princeanxious · 4 years

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Apparently my brain has decided it wants to ship Thvi and idk what to do w/ that information.

#thvi #romantic thvi

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girl-with-cat-eyes · 3 years

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Telling The Parents

Summary: Set directly after Wednesdays. Thomas tells his parents about the baby. Virgil blames himself.

Ships: Thvi

A/N: Part 2 of the Reba au you didn't know you need in your life. This time featuring twice as many asshole parents. Special thanks to @amazon-me-bitches and my lovely qpp @forever-forgotten-angel. This is a sequel to my fic to Wednesdays so if you haven't read that go read that first. It explains a lot. As lovely leave a comment if you like it!

Janus hummed as he fixed breakfast, the sweet and savory smells wafting through the house. He’d always loved cooking and was quite good at it. Pat may have been the one with the restaurant, but that didn’t mean that he wasn’t able to make a delicious breakfast. Not to mention it served as a good distraction from life and upcoming discussions. Discussions with his pregnant son and his boyfriend about their baby. Janus sighed as he began warming up making hashbrowns. This was going to be an interesting conversation.

Two sets of steps came down the stairs. Janus smiled as he saw Emile and Remy, both clad in their school clothes. He handed them each a foil packet with a waffle breakfast sandwich, “Be good at school ok. Your dad will drop you both off and I’ll pick you up from school.”

Remy nodded, “Why doesn’t Virgil have to go to school today?”

“He’s not feeling good today. I’m going to stay home and take care of him.”, It was a half-truth. But it was easier than saying that he wanted to discuss the pregnancy with Virgil and Thomas. And in truth, Virgil probably wasn’t feeling the best after last night’s draining conversation.

Emile pouted, “I wish I was pregnant so I could skip school like Virgil”, Janus blanched. He knew logically that Emile just wanted to miss school, but the thought of this happening again made his heart skip a beat.

“Well you won't be having kids until you’re 30.”, Emile nodded and grabbed his backpack and lunch before going out to the car with Remy. Janus heard the car pull out of the driveway and got back to work cooking.

Soon enough he heard Virgil come running downstairs, cursing up a storm as he put on his shoes. “Fuck I’m late. I’m gonna be so late. Shit, where’s my other shoe… Hi dad.”, Janus merely stared.

“I’ll let you get away with those swears just this once. Also, we agreed you’d stay home sick today. Then Thomas, you, and I were going to come up with a plan to tell his parents about the baby.”, Virgil visibly relaxed as he remembered what they discussed.

“Right. I’ll see when he’ll be here.”, Virgil sent a quick message, getting a reply that Thomas would be there in a few minutes. “He’ll be here soon. Is there any reason you’re making that much food?”. In front of Virgil laid several trays with waffles, eggs, bacon, hashbrowns, pastries, a rack of toast, butter, jam, a pitcher of orange juice, and a pot of coffee brewing on the counter.

Janus shrugged, “You, me, Patton, and Thomas. That’s 4 people. And you’re eating for two. Which makes it 5.”, he answered, not wanting to admit that cooking took his mind off of this upcoming conversation. He poured Virgil a glass of juice, “Drink. The baby will need the nutrients. And you need to eat, I don’t want either of you malnourished.”

Virgil chuckled and sipped his juice, “Overprotective dad mode is now that and overprotective grandpa mode. Good to know.”

Janus huffed, “It is not a crime to want my son and grandchild to be safe and healthy.”, It wasn’t a crime when it was Adelaide who was pregnant either. He shook off the memories, pouring warm maple syrup into a small pitcher. This time would be different, he’d make sure of it. He would take care of Virgil the way that he should have taken care of Adelaide. He’d keep his son safe.

The front door opened and Patton Thomas both walked in. “I’m back.”, Patton called. He walked into the kitchen, “Thomas is here too. That’s a lot of food Jan.” Thomas nodded in agreement.

Janus rolled his eyes, “You. me, Thomas, Virgil, Virgil’s baby. 5 people.”, Virgil grabbed plates from a cabinet, “Come on. Make your plates.”. They sat around the table, full plates in front of them. Janus took a bite before speaking again, “So you want to keep the baby as well then Thomas? You want to be in their life. Because I’m going to tell you this now; if you don’t, it will be better for them if you left now than if you bounced in and out of their life.”

Thomas nodded, “I want to be involved. I love Virgil and I love our baby. I want to be the father and partner they both deserve, and I intend to be exactly that. I’d like to marry Virgil. With your permission of course.”

Well, that was good at least. Janus didn’t want Virgil to end up heartbroken. He blinked as he heard the word marriage. His initial reaction was to discourage the marriage until they were older. However, Janus knew that it wouldn’t do any good anyway. His son was stubborn, and if he wanted this nothing would stop him. “Ok. But it’s Virgil’s choice ultimately.’, he looked over at Virgil, who held his hand tightly, “All I can say is that if I were you I would wait until after the baby is born to get married. It’ll be a lot less stress for the both of you. In the meantime just focus on graduating and preparing for the baby.”

Virgil nodded, “You’re supportive of the idea of us having the baby though?”

“Like I told you last night, your father and I will support you.”

Patton nodded from beside him, “We love you both and we want this baby to have a good life.”, he reached out to squeeze Virgil’s arm, “And we’ll help you out so that can happen. We want to help you.”

“We do.”, Janus refilled his coffee before speaking again, “Have you told your parents yet Thomas?”

“No. There’s one issue.”

“What is it?”

“My parents don’t exactly know that Virgil and I are in a relationship.”, Janus blinked. That was news to him. As far as he had known, Thomas had told his parents knew that he was in a relationship with Virgil. There had to be something else at play.

“Why not?”, Thomas looked down and Janus was sure that he could see budding tears. Something was wrong. Very wrong. Great, “Thomas if something is wrong you can tell me, ok? Is there a reason you haven’t told your parents that you’re in a relationship?” “Because,”, Thomas took a deep breath before speaking, “because my Dad said he would kill me if he found out I was gay.”, the silence that followed was deafening. Thomas’ words hung heavily in the air like smog. Janus’s heart leaped into his throat. God, he should have known. He looked at Thomas. His head was hung low, shame apparent on his face.

Patton looked close to tears, “Oh Thomas.”, he got up and hugged the boy. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that. You shouldn’t have to go through that.”

Janus nodded, “And you’re not going to go through it anymore, ok.” He swallowed, mind already made up, “You can live with us.”. Thomas and Virgil both looked at him in shock.

“Really?”, Thomas asked in a whisper.

He nodded, “Of course. It’ll probably be better with the baby anyway.”, he gave Thomas a hug. “And we’d love to have you here, ok? You’re a good kid. You don’t deserve this.” He pulled back and sat back down, “Here’s the plan. We’re going to finish breakfast because both of you deserve a good meal. Then Thomas and I will take the SUV and get his stuff from his parents’ house. Meanwhile, Virgil and Patton make room for your stuff. Then when we get back, I’ll go pick up Emile and Remy and pick up a pizza and we can unpack.”

They both nodded and went back to eating. Janus sighed and poured himself some more coffee. He was going to need it today. Thomas spoke quietly from across from him, “Thank you for letting me stay here sir. I just want to do right by Virgil and our baby.”

“You don’t have to call me sir, ok? Janus is fine. And I would let you move in regardless after that news. You shouldn’t feel unsafe in your home like this.”, Thomas smiled and looked down. Janus’ heart ached for the kid. These two kids were going to have a baby. If he didn’t know better, Janus would think to just take him to an abortion clinic regardless of what he wanted. But he knew Virgil. And Virgil was incredibly stubborn. If he didn’t think his family would support the idea he and Thomas would have just ran away. Janus would rather this baby be born here in a safe, loving, and financially secure environment than in a motel or some kind of trailer park with the two of them barely able to make ends meet. At least here they wouldn’t have to worry about paying the bills, and they both could finish school.

Janus left after breakfast to pick up some forms from work, telling Thomas that he would be back to pick him up and in the meantime start making room for his things. Which is exactly what they doing. Patton had run out to go check on the restaurant, wanting to make sure everything was running smoothly so it was just Virgil and him. Currently, they sat in front of Virgil’s dresser, although he supposed it was their dresser now. They’d decided on splitting it evenly in half and were now working on moving Virgil’s things to his half. He looked over at Thomas and gave him a quick kiss before speaking, “I’m sorry about breakfast. I’d have warned you ahead of time if I knew that he would start talking about your parents.”

“It’s ok.”, Thomas shrugged and kissed Virgil back. He continued folding clothing as he spoke, “At least I’ll be out of that house soon. And I’ll be with you. All I want right now is to be here for you and our baby. That’s all that matters to me right now.” Virgil sighed, “I know but you shouldn’t have to deal with that. It’s horrible that they’re like that T. I’m sorry I made you feel like you couldn’t come to me.”, it was the truth. Virgil had been overcome with guilt since Thomas had admitted the truth about his parents. The words just kept racing around his head, “You were going through all that and I just kept asking you why you didn’t want to tell your parents about us. I’m an asshole.”

Thomas shook his head rapidly, “No you’re not. God Virgil, you’re not an asshole. I lied to you about my parents. I let you think that my parents were supportive and then just hid you from them. Of course you’d think I was ashamed of you.”. He pressed a kiss to Virgil’s head, “I love you though. I love you so much. I know it probably sounds like something a dumb teen would say but it’s the truth. I love you and our baby with all my heart.”

Virgil smiled softly, “I know. I love you too. And I already love our baby so much.”, he turned back to the dresser and blinked at what he saw. A small pastel purple quilt sat folded neatly in the bottom drawer, “I didn’t even know we still had this.”, Virgil whispered as he picked it up.

Thomas stared at the blanket in confusion, “What is it? I know it’s a blanket and all, but what’s the story?”, Virgil unfolded the quilt out in front of him. Most of the quilt was a pastel purple and blue patchwork pattern then, about ¾ of the way up, the pattern changed to show teddy bear heads, making it looked like they were tucked in. On the back was Virgil’s birth name lovingly stitched.

He smiled at the sight, “My mom made this for me before she passed. I thought it was lost when we moved here.”, Virgil could still remember searching furiously for the blanket after the move, Janus comforting him when he couldn’t find it. He shook his head, “Guess that shows how little use the bottom drawer huh?”

Thomas smiled and gently stroked the soft fabric; his touch soft, like he was afraid of damaging it, “Perfect timing I guess. We’re about to have a baby and all.”, he looked up at Virgil, “We could use it for the baby. Only if you want to of course. But it could be like a gift from your mother.”

Virgil smiled at the idea, “I like that.”, he turned over the blanket and frowned. His birth named stared outback at him, “One issue though.”, he gestured to the name stitch on, “I know it’s just a name, and I know she picked that name. But it’s personalized, and the thought of naming the baby my deadname feels off.”

Thomas nodded in understanding, “We could see about getting the stitching removed. And then have the baby’s name stitched on instead.”. Virgil smiled at the idea.

“I love that.”, and it was the honest to god’s truth. The thought of being able to use the blanket his mother made for him for his baby filled Virgil with happiness. The blanket had been a huge comfort throughout his life and he hoped it would be a comfort for the baby as well, “Hopefully... Nevermind.”

“What?” “It’s stupid.”, Virgil mumbled. He couldn’t believe what almost came out of his mouth. God, how insensitive would that have been?

“Virge, please just tell me what you were thinking? It’s not stupid. I promise it’s not.”, Virgil sighed, eyes trained on the quilt.

“I was going to say that hopefully we could get something of yours for the baby. It sounds stupid considering what’s about to happen.”, Virgil folded up the quilt, staring down at his lap. He’d been incredibly lucky that he’d caught himself before that came out of his mouth. What had he been thinking? He hadn’t been thinking. That was the problem. God, Thomas was about to get kicked out or worse. He would be lucky if he could get any of his things, let alone baby things. They had bigger problems than that right now. Virgil couldn’t believe how selfish he was being,

Thomas shook his head, “Virgil that’s not stupid or selfish or anything else you might be thinking It’s normal for expectant parents to want to pass things from their childhoods down to their children. I’m not mad at you for wanting that, even if I might not be able to pass something down, ok?”

Virgil shook his head, “I know but it’s my fault you have to do this. If you get kicked out or hurt then it’s my fault.”, He wanted to continue but Thomas stopped him before he could with a fierce kiss.

“Don’t you dare say that this is your fault.”, Virgil pulled away from the kiss and could see Thomas blinking back tears, “This is in no way, shape, or form your fault ok. My parents are homophobic fucks, that’s not your fault. Moving out will be freeing. I’ll finally get to just be myself. And I’ll get to be there for you and the baby, and that’s what matters most to me right now. Not my parents, not my youtube, just you and our baby. That’s all I care about right now.” “You sound like a love interest in a Jane Austen novel when you talk like that, you know that right?”, Virgil mumbled as he pulled away.

Thomas chuckled, “I aspire to be Austen love interest levels of wonderful. Especially now. There’s going to be a lot of bullshit coming your way and it’s my fault. The least I can do is be a good boyfriend and father. I can’t believe I’m going to be a father.”

“We both are. And I thought you said this accident was both of our faults. It takes two to tango.”, He kissed Thomas, nuzzling against him as he heard a car pull up. “That’s probably my dad.”

Janus glanced over at Thomas for what felt like the hundredth time since they began driving over to Thomas’s house. He could see how tightly he held the custody forms in his hands. Hopefully, this would go down peacefully and Janus wouldn’t have to take them to court, god knows Thomas would be 18 before it was fully settled.

Thomas sat beside him, his leg rapidly bouncing up and down. There was a sigh before Thomas spoke, “You’re not like mad at me about getting Virgil pregnant, are you?”. Fear showed clearly in his eyes. Janus shook his head, still looking at the road before them.

“Well, I can’t say I’m ecstatic that you two are having a baby while still in high school. But I’m not mad. Virgil was on the pill, and accidents happen. And It’s Virgil’s choice to keep the baby. Now all I can do is support you.”, he took a deep breath, “I do have one question though.”

“Go on?”

“I know you’re making money off of your social media. And that’s good, it’ll offer some financial security. But do you have a backup plan?”

Thomas nodded, “I’m going to get a job so I have a steady income. And then I want to go to UofC, that way I’ll still be close to here. And then I want to be a doctor. That way I can support Virgil and the baby.”

Janus nodded, “I think that’s a great career plan. I could always use an assistant at the office if you need work. So long as you can file papers, of course.” Thomas looked over at him, his jaw-dropping from shock.

“Are you offering me a job?” “Sure. I need an assistant and Virgil want to work with Pat. And you’re going to need money aren’t you? I don’t think your parents will let you keep the car, will they?” “It’s in my name, thank god. I’ve been trying to make sure I’m financially separate from them for a while now. That way I wouldn’t be on my ass if they kicked me out.”, Jaus was stunned at how prepared Thomas was for things to go south. Things were seriously wrong in his home.

“Thomas? You know that you’re a part of our family now, right? And not just because you and Virgil are having a baby. We all care about you. You know that right?”, Thomas nodded, but the tears in his eyes told Janus otherwise.

Virgil paced as he waited for his dad and Thomas to get back. Surely couldn’t take this long. Then again, they were most likely packing up everything. Not to mention Janus had to pick up Remy and Emile from school. That would certainly add time to their trip. God, the waiting was the worst part. He’d tried to busy himself by catching up on his homework, but every noise had him running to the window to see if it was them.

After the 5th trip to the window, Patton invited him downstairs to help him bake some treats for Emile’s school bake sale. Virgil was glad to help. So here they were, mixing up a batch of brownies for Emile to take to school. It was relaxing, almost. Took his mind off of everything. Maybe he should bake more often.

“What’s on your mind?”, Virgil jumped and looked up at Patton. His dad smiled at him as he chopped up chocolate, the look in his eyes both comforting and inquiring, “Something’s on your mind. You can tell me. Only if you want to though.”

Virgil shrugged, “I was just thinking that I should bake more. It’s relaxing, take your mind off of things.”, like the fact that he was pregnant at 17 and his boyfriend was about to get kicked out of his home by his homophobic parents.

Patton nodded, “There’s a reason I bake so much. Beyond wanting to have baked goods in the house at all times. What are you trying to take your mind off of?”, Virgil watched as he dumped half of the chopped chocolate into a double boiler.

“Everything. I know that keeping the baby is my choice and that you and dad would support me if I wanted to get an abortion or give the baby up. And I do want to keep the baby. It’s just a lot. Especially with Thomas. It’s my fault he’s going to get kicked out or worse. This wouldn’t be happening if I hadn’t gotten pregnant.” “Oh baby bat.”, Pat sighed and pulled Virgil into a hug, “What’s happening isn’t your fault. It’s solely Thomas’ parent’s fault. They’re bigots.”

Virgil leaned into the hug, “How do I stop feeling guilty?” “I’m not sure. I know something you can do though. Make him feel welcome here. It’s something we can all do, ok?”

Virgil nodded, but before he could say more, the front door opened and Emile and Remy came running into the kitchen. “Why’s your boyfriend moving in with us?”, Remy asked as he sat his backpack on the counter. “Because they suck?”

“Virgil!”, Patton admonished, “Don’t say that. Even if they do suck?” “Too late.”, Virgil called back as went into the living room. Thomas was just walking in, a large suitcase rolling in behind him. Virgil could see tears brimming in his eyes. He ran forward to hug him, “How’d it go?”

“They signed over custody. Your dad went to get the rest of my stuff. It’s mostly filming stuff left.”, Thomas murmured, “We came in and I told them that I’m gay and we’re having a baby. Then your dad asked for custody until I turn 18. And they just signed it over without any questions. I know it’s a good thing I’m here now but part of me wished they would have fought. Or been accepting. They just said that he could keep me. And they looked at me like I was a disease.” “You’re not a disease.”, Virgil promised, “And there’s nothing wrong with you. You’re amazing and wonderful and I’m so lucky to have you in my life. Your parents just suck.”

“I’m the lucky one here. God, Virge, they called the baby an abomination. Our baby. I hate them”

“I know”, Virgil mumbled before kissing Thomas gently, “Come on, let’s go unpack your things. And then we can cuddle.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too. There’s no one else I’d rather have this baby with.”

A/N: Today's fic was brought to you by asshole parents, homophobe, and copious amounts of guilt. The perfect trio for having angst in any fic. I'm taking prompts for this series so leave a message if you have a prompt.

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 4 years

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Virgil: *falls asleep on Thomas during movie night*

Thomas: *deep breath* *quietly* You are the most precious fucking thing in this world and I would kill for you.

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #thomas sanders #romantic thvi #platonic thvi #thvi #can be read either way #incorrect sanders sides quotes #incorrect quotes #source: my brain #tw cursing #tw death mention

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sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes · 4 years

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ThVi headcanon: Thomas didn't know Virgil was a dark side because he thought his crush/boyfriend was too bright and beautiful to be one of them

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #c!thomas #character thomas #thvi #romantic thvi

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i-write-nsfw-sometimes · 4 years

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ThVi - A Need (nsfw a/b/o)

Virgil is out of heat suppressants and it’s just their luck that Thomas summons them.

Omega!Virgil, Alpha!Thomas, knotting, mating

Virgil had checked everywhere. The drawer, the bathroom, their kitchen, their medicine cabinet... but they couldn't find them anywhere. What, you might ask, is Virgil looking for? Their heat suppressants were gone, vanished, poof. And that meant one thing their heat was on its way... as an effect of the suppressants, it was going to be their worst heat ever... and it was going to happen in about an hour... Virgil could feel their pheromone pills failing as the natural scent of their heat took over. The tug on their clothes startled them, no no no no no! Thomas couldn't be summoning them now! Virgil felt themself appear, collapsing on the stairs

"Virgil?" Virgil looked up making eye-contact with Thomas, a whimper bubbled past their lips. Thomas' scent was sending pleasant tingles up Virgil's neck

"Virge buddy? Are you in heat?" Virgil sighed, trying to catch their breath

"Not yet, it's gonna be a bad one, I'm out of my suppressants." Thomas growled, walking over to Virgil and staring into their eyes

"Virgil, do you not realize how horrible those are for your body? You could hurt yourself!" Virgil whined, baring their neck

"I'm sorry angel, I shouldn't have yelled... Do you want me to help you through your heat?" Thomas kneeled down to eye-level with Virgil, who nodded eagerly

"Yes please, a-and you have my consent to mark me and knot me." Thomas smiled softly

"Go up into my bedroom, use whatever you need to nest, ok? I'll be up in a little bit," Virgil gave a small nod,

"T-Thank you. C-can we not tell the others I'm an omega? They already don't listen to me as is." Thomas smiled, stroking Virgil's cheek

"Of course, feel free to wear my clothes if my scent soothes you, I wouldn't mind seeing you in one of my shirts" Virgil giggled, rushing off to Thomas' room. Virgil grabbed one of Thomas' shirts, pulling off their clothes as they began to sweat, they hissed as they peeled off their pants. Virgil tugged Thomas' shirt on over their head, sniffing the shirt and visibly relaxing at the scent of their alpha... or what would be their alpha. Virgil grabbed the comforter, arranging it around them in a U-shape, not good enough. They threw Thomas' pillows around until they were satisfied, all their nest needed was- oh no. Virgil whimpered, a wave of slick leaking into their panties. Fuck- Virgil sat on their knees, hugging themself and whimpering. Virgil was pulled out of their thoughts by three knocks. The turned to stare at Thomas, they glanced at the cooler he pulled along behind him. Thomas closed the door, locking it behind him, before setting the cooler next to the bed

"Oh angel... my poor little omega. May I come into your nest?" Virgil nodded their slick dripping down their thighs and onto the bed

"I've got you pretty omega, I've got you. Such a good angel, built such a beautiful nest." Virgil whined, going onto their hands and knees, lifting their hips up to show their soaked panties

"Please alpha, need you so bad" Thomas huffed with adoration, running a hand through his hair and he pulled off his clothes. pulling off his boxers to reveal his dick

"Here angel. Let's get you on your back." Thomas lightly turned them over, situating them on their back,

"First I'm gonna spoil you my pretty omega," Virgil nodded, lifting their hips up.

"Please alpha." Thomas smirked, pulling their soaked panties off. Thomas stared at Virgil's soaked privates, their clit was red and swollen... his poor little omega. Thomas leaned down, kissing their hips lightly

"A-Alpha." Virgil whined, their hips shaking as they tried to stay still

"Shh pretty little omega, spread those legs for me, let me take care of you." Virgil nodded, opening their legs. Thomas smirked, leaning forward to lick Virgil's clit, the poor thing arched into his touch, their thighs shook as Thomas licked up and down their sensitive clit. Virgil gasped and moaned, Thomas felt himself harden at the scent of his omega

"A-Alpha a-about to..." Virgil was cut off as they moaned

"Let go omega, tonight you have my permission whenever you wish." Virgil nodded, tensing as they came over Thomas' face. Thomas pulled back, smiling as Virgil twitched. Thomas waited for a bit, rubbing Virgil's hips

"S-Sorry"

"Sorry? For what?" Thomas tilted his head

"I-I came on y-your face...." Thomas chuckled

"Such a cute little omega. Don't worry baby, I liked it... feel free to do it again." Virgil moaned, spreading their legs wider

"Ready for another?" Virgil nodded

"P-Please? I-It really helped...." Thomas nodded

"Of course my little omega." Thomas bent back down, licking their clit, Virgil moaned and gasped. Thomas decided to make this one quick, the two would be at this for a while, he didn't want Virgil getting overwhelmed. Thomas wrapped his lips around their clit and sucked

"Oh Fuck-!" Virgil moaned, wrapping their hands in Thomas' hair, cumming for a second time. Thomas pulled away, a trail of slick dripping down his chin, he wiped his chin, leaning down to peck Virgil's stomach, trailing kisses up their body

"Little omega? You still with me?" Thomas smirked as Virgil blinked slowly, nodding as the words processed.

"Here." Thomas reached into the cooler, pulling out a water bottle

"You want me to eat you out again little omega?"

"P-Please n-no, don't want that... Want you in me alpha!" Thomas chuckles, putting the cap back on the bottle, putting it in the cooler

"Ready?" Virgil paused

"M-My thighs h-hurt, I-I don't know if I'll be able to participate much" Thomas nodded

"What pillow can I move?" Virgil pointed to a pillow, Thomas grabbed it, fixing it under Virgil's hips

"Good?" Virgil nodded

"Please Alpha... waited so long" Thomas hummed, lining up with Virgil's cunt

"Breathe for me my pretty little omega." Thomas pushed in, moaning at the velvet heat around him. Virgil was so tight around him, not to mention they were clenching down so tight

"That what you wanted my little omega?" Virgil twitched around him

"Yes yes yes yes yes! So good! Stretch me so much! My alpha! Need your knot!" Thomas leaned down, kissing Virgil's neck

"Doing so well, so good for your alpha." Virgil spasmed, trying to rock down onto Thomas' dick. Thomas chuckled, holding Virgil's hips down, rubbing their hip-bones with his thumbs

"Hold on there speedy, I don't want to hurt you." Virgil whined, but nodded,

"C-Can I touch you alpha?" Thomas smiled

"Of course angel." Virgil reached up, wrapping their arms around Thomas' neck, staring into Thomas' eyes

"P-Please move, need it so bad alpha." Thomas nodded

"Ok my little omega, hold onto me." Virgil nodded, whining when Thomas began moving. Virgil clenched around Thomas, turning their head to the side

"Please please please please please please-" Virgil rambled, whimpering to hopefully get Thomas' attention

"What is it pretty omega? Want me to mark you? Want me to leave my mark on your pretty little neck? Want me to make you my mate?" Virgil nodded enthusiastically .

"Yes alpha! Please! Will do anything! Want to be yours!" Thomas moaned, leaning down to kiss at Virgil's neck. He sucked on their sweet spot,

"Ready angel?" Virgil nodded, Thomas growled, sinking his teeth into their neck. Virgil saw white, clenching around Thomas so tight that Thomas though he had died and went to heaven, his knot expanded, Virgil came from the overwhelming feeling of euphoria that overtook their senses. Thomas pulled back, licking at Virgil's wound.

"Breathe my omega, did so well. Do you wanna mark me?" Virgil nodded. Alphas who wore a mark were normally rare, not many liked having an omega's mark on their skin. Thomas leaned down, presenting his neck

"Go on, angel." Virgil licked Thomas' neck, biting down softly. Thomas hummed, relishing in the feeling of the sweet little thing taking his knot. Virgil pulled back, licking at Thomas' wound

"My mate, my perfect little angel..." Thomas kissed Virgil, relishing in having his mate so close

"P-Please my mate, need you" Thomas' knot was almost deflated

"How do you want me my mate?" Virgil whined

"Want you hard and fast, p-please alpha?" Thomas nodded

"Ok my little omega, are you ready?" Virgil nodded

"P-Please?" Thomas, pulled out, thrusting back in as soon as he pulled out. Thrusting in deep

"Good?" Virgil whined

"Faster please alpha! Need it harder!" Virgil begged, Thomas sped up, holding Virgil's hips down to thrust deeper into them. Virgil's moans grew as Thomas thrusted harder

"You like that omega? Like your alpha taking you?" Virgil moaned

"Yes! Love my alpha! Love my mate!" Thomas growled, nibbling on Virgil's neck

"Say it again, let everyone in this house know who you belong to."

"I love my alpha! Fucks me so good! Alpha's cock stretches me so nicely!" Virgil bucked into Thomas' thrusts

"That's right my pretty little omega, moan out for me." Thomas bit and sucked at Virgil's neck, leaving hickeys and bite marks all over Virgil's neck and shoulders.

"God... I don't know how I'm gonna contain myself around you my omega, you're so fucking addicting." Thomas growled

"Want me to knot you again angel?" Virgil nodded, tears in their eyes

"Need it" Thomas thrusted, holding off his knot until Virgil squeezed around him, locking the knot in place. Virgil shuddered, cumming on Thomas' knot. Virgil collapsed, panting heavily

"Angel? You still with me?" Virgil nodded

" W-Want more...please" Virgil whimpered

"How do you want it my mate? I'll give you anything you want all you have to do is ask." Virgil moaned

"Want it on my hands and knees, want you on top of me alpha, deep in me... please" Thomas moaned, pulling out his deflated knot, helping Virgil turn over. Virgil moaned as Thomas lined up

"Ready my mate?" Virgil nodded

"P-please" Thomas pushed in, moaning at the new angle. Thomas gabed onto Virgil's hips, thrusting hard and fast into them

"That good sweet omega?" Virgil nodded

"Yes alpha so... so good." Virgil's chest hit the bed, their ass was up in the air as Thomas pounded into them

"God you're so fucking tight, I never want to pull out." Virgil moaned, pushing back into Thomas' thrusts

"You like that idea? Me deep inside you all the time?" Virgil gasped, the room was hot, filled with Virgil's moans and whines

"You want me to fill and knot you pretty omega?" Virgil made a strained noise in the back of their throat, legs shaking as Thomas thrusted harder, their cunt clenching down hard at the words, squeezing around Thomas' cock.

"I think that's a yes," Thomas laughed out, only partially mocking. His thrusts sped up, skin slapping wetly against the other.

Virgil did nothing but whine and moan into Thomas' messy thrusts, his thrust boarding on violent before he comes hard and deep inside of them, his knot catching their rim. Virgil shuddered, cumming around Thomas' knot, collapsing on the bed, Thomas laying atop of them

"I want to pass out for like twenty years." Thomas chuckled at the breathless thing below him

"We are gonna take a bath first, not to mention I need to change the sheets." Virgil whined

"Fine"

"I brought some water and some snacks in the cooler, also an ice pack. After my knot goes down I'll go turn on the water." Virgil smiled

"No promises that I won't fall asleep." Thomas chuckled, kissing their neck

"I'd recommend you drink some water while I'm gone, once you're in the bath I'm gonna change the sheets and then I'll join you." Virgil nodded, feeling Thomas knot deflate

"T-Thank you by the way..." Thomas smiled

"Shush, I kinda was hoping you would be ok with me marking you... even when I thought you were an beta." Virgil chuckled

"What a way for you to find out huh?" Thomas smiled

"Ok I'm gonna pull out, it's gonna be sore so be ready." Virgil nodded, wincing as Thomas pulled out, a thick trail of cum dripping out of them. Thomas turned them over, passing them the bottle of water

"Here, drink some water, I'll go get the bath ready."

After Thomas and Virgil cleaned up and Thomas changed the sheets, the two cuddled in the bed.

"Tomorrow I'll make you some breakfast and some tea, lord knows your throat will need it after you moaned so much." Virgil blushed, cuddling up into one of Thomas' shirts, thank Jesus it was a clean one, and some fresh panties.

"D-Don't remind me... I try to be quiet but I just can't do it." Thomas chuckled

"I like it, it's cute and insanely hot." Virgil nuzzled into Thomas' chest

"Shush, it's sleepytime." Thomas smiled, rubbing Virgil's back

"Goodnight my little mate, I love you." Virgil relaxed at the touch, smiling... Thomas called them his mate... they were mates

"I love you too my mate, night." Virgil sighed, cuddling into Thomas as they drifted off. Thomas kissed their forehead, closing his eyes, ignoring the spike of pure love in his heart for the small thing in his arms... He knew the others would question why Virgil looked like a bear mauled them, but Thomas didn't think it would be a issue, considering he didn't think Virgil would be walking for a couple days anyway.

#romantic thvi #thvi #nsfs virgil #nsfs character thomas #character thomas #a/b/o fanfic

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