#sleepy virgil

[cryingbreaskfastfriends]

Sleepy Virgil

@sleepyvirgilprompts

#sleepy Virgil #sanders sides #my art #virgil sanders

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

Virgil, who’s sleep deprived, just wants to find remus. He finds him in a less then ideal place.. the common rooms with literally everyone in there. Goddamnit. He slowly creeps up on Remus and sits on the couch near him, but not touching him.

Which is what he needs to fall asleep. For about 20 minutes he gets closer to him until he’s leaning his head if remus’s shoulder. Remus notices it, literally everyone did, but no one said anything. After about a minute Virgil was sleeping peacefully beside Remus.

- Vee 💜

(Sleepy Virgil is very dear to me 💜)

P L E A S E that's so fucking cute!!! Can't really blame the sleepy Emo for wanting to be in Ree's arms or wanting some kind of touch to help him sleep... Vee always feels warm, safe, protected, and comfortable when he's held by Ree because his cuddles are better than any weighted blanket out there making him the best sleep machine but when he's in front of the others where he'll either be playfully scolded for not sleeping, teased for needing Ree in order to sleep, or bombarded with questions on how this all started? Hell no too risky and embarrassing but he needs to sleep so a shoulder will do <3

#sleepy vee is very beloved <3 #dukexiety #remus sanders #virgil sanders #ts remus #ts virgil #sanders sides #thomas sanders #asks #answers #Vee 💜 anon #not a countdown

[too-much-yike]

logan waking virgil up w a bunch of small kisses on his face while virgil is trying to sleep in but can’t bc logan’s kisses are too distracting and they tickle too much for him to just ignore.

they’re just some domestic soft guys in the morning :))

#analogical #sorry i haven’t posted in a while #i got a job so i’m super busy #anyways they are still occupying a large part of my brain #also logan loves virgil’s morning voice #he thinks it’s the cutest thing when virgil’s sleepy and trying to form coherent sentences <3

[rushingexpress]

I just now realize how tall James’ smoke box is compared to the rest of the team. Which leads to me believe that in human terms, a majority of them would have stubby necks whereas his would be that of a giraffe/j and I find that hilarious XD

I want to give this a funny and well written response but I'm literally staring at the screen like this:

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but my non half asleep brain absolutely knows what you're on about, and that's hilarious to think about XD

#ttte #thomas the tank engine #ttte gordon #im so sorry but im very sleepy rn its 2 am #answered #aka virgil speaks wow! #ttte james mention

[chaosismynamemf]

i need more friends who share my special interests lmao

(DM's open, just dont be weird)

#fiction #fandom #sander sides #fanfic #remus sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #virgil sanders #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp au #rp request #roleplay #sleepy bois inc #twins duo #emduo #crimeboys

[hawkwidows]

thinking of will being swaddled in blankets, rolled up and nice and warm and mike comes by and gives him even more blankets 🥺🥺🥺

OOUGHHHH incredible thoughts.. mike definitely gives him a kiss on the forehead before he goessss 🙊🥹

#ask #sleepy will byers #virgil tag

[nesushii]

super speedy doodles because OH GOSH THEM… the new youtooz collection screaming

#I might colour these later but rn i an sleepy so i will have to get back to yall! #ugh youtooz i do not have the money for you WHY SO SWEET #can you tell who my favourite is #spoiler it’s #Logan sanders #sanders sides #sandersides #ts #ts Logan #roman sanders #Virgil sanders #so sad no Janus and Remus :( #janus sanders #remus sanders #neshu art #doodles

[cheerfullycatholic]

A devil among angels

(he is secretly an angel 🤫)

#virgil likes to bite very hard #but he was getting sleepy and sat on my hand on my chest #and nibbled on my thumb while watching his siblings kill each other #it was the first time i saw him actually sweet #but then afterwards they did that in the picture and he started gnawing again

[football-and-fanfics]

Sleepy Dialogue Prompts

I know, I know.... the last thing I should be thinking about is even more new prompts/requests 🙈🙈🙈, but I came across a Sleepy Dialogue prompts list, and I LOVE every single prompt on it! 

So, I have decided to keep this prompts list up for around 24 hours. What gets requested, gets requested. What remains, will be stored for later use. 

This will probably be a prompts list for the long(er) run, but I hope to get some of these out rather soon 😇😇

Note upfront: Since I like writing for many different players and to keep things diverse, I will only be accepting one request from this prompts list per player. This will be on first come, first serve basis. Once a player has been requested, he will be removed from the list. Each prompt can also be requested just once.

Go to the prompts and request

Credit for the prompts list here

#sleepy dialogue prompts #football imagine #andy robertson #jordan henderson #trent alexander arnold #virgil van dijk #mason mount #christian pulisic #kepa arrizabalaga #aaron ramsdale #martin odegaard #alisson becker #ben chilwell #conor gallagher #declan rice #erling haaland #eric dier #john stones #kai havertz #kostas tsimikas

[gumnut-logic]

Once upon a time, Nutty wrote Virgil/Kayo...

This short is a favourite and is great to fall asleep to :D No warnings, only that it is V/K.

-o-o-o-

It had been a horribly long day.

Virgil rolled his left shoulder, his baldric shifting with the movement, rubbing against the tough fabric of his uniform. Everything ached.

The slog from the hangers to the villa took forever, and had too many stairs, and by the time he made it to the residential levels, he was about to give up, find a corner of the corridor and just crash.

As he finally approached his room, he found his door ajar and soft music wafting through the gap.

Just want to sleep.

He leant against the wall outside his door, forehead to the softly textured drywall, eyes closed. The kitbag he was carrying in his right hand dropped to the floor.

Just a minute.

A minute.

A hand brushed against his cheek, soft skin catching on his stubble.

“Love, come inside.”

His eyes stayed closed, but he leant into her touch.

“C’mon. I’ve run the bath.”

And she was leading him, her hand on his arm, gently drawing him through the door.

He let her.

The door clicked softly closed behind him.

The music was a little louder now, but still wafting through the air. He realised he recognised the tune. It was one of his own recordings. One he had written for her. He smiled despite himself, and reaching down, kissed her softly.

She responded, but pulled away shortly, fiddling with the buckles on his baldric. “Let’s get you out of these.”

The links on his belt clinked as he unfastened the harness, letting it drop to the floor. The baldric caught on his hair as he lifted it over his head, but her hands were there, tugging it gently from his grasp until it too, lay discarded on the floor.

She unstrapped the remote from his wrist and pulled off his glove, quickly followed by its partner. The air in the room caught his sweat-damp hands and cooled them.

The rip of microvelcro and his scuff pads fell discarded at his feet.

He touched a finger to her cheek. “Love you.”

She smiled just a little. “I love you, too, but you smell and you are exhausted.” Her hand cupped his cheek. “Bath and then bed.”

Her green eyes were just beautiful.

A tug of a heavy duty zipper, and she was pulling his uniform off his shoulders. When she yanked on his right side, he couldn’t help but flinch.

“What’s wrong?”

He sighed. “Nothing. Just wrenched it pulling Gordon back into Two.”

Those eyes measured him up before she continued to peel off his uniform.

This would be so much more fun if he had the energy.

His arms clear, she let the material drop to his waist. Removing the helmet seal, she gently pulled off his undershirt, dropping that, too, to the floor, before examining his shoulder thoroughly, inspecting the damage.

He wondered if she used that expression when assessing Thunderbird Shadow.

Her fingers touching his skin made him shiver as the cooler air evaporated perspiration.

He caught her hands. “I’m fine.”

Her lips thinned. “No, you are not.” But she pulled his fingers up and kissed them softly. “Now, drop your drawers, beautiful.”

A stare and a smirk, and he removed his boots and the remainder of his uniform as she disappeared into the bathroom.

Steam floated out the door and he was drawn in to follow her.

She had filled the large bath until almost full, aromatics drifted up from its steaming surface. The lure of the hot water was calling him.

“Get in, love.” And she was divesting herself of her clothing, obviously intending to join him.

The first step in was stimulating. The slow immersion of his aching body was ecstasy.

God.

He closed his eyes, relaxing gently against the curve of the porcelain. The heat worked its way in, releasing tension, unwinding muscle.

“Oh, god.”

It was wonderful.

And for a moment, he just existed, breathing fragrant steam.

Water movement and slim hands were touching him, and he let her shift him as he floated a little. She slipped behind and settled him back against her. Her softness cushioned his body, his head coming to rest back against her shoulder.

He was so much bigger than she and he immediately felt their positions should be reversed and he moved to make it so. But she held him back. “Relax, love, I’ve got you.”

Her hands wrapped around his chest, and he sighed, letting it all go. No question of trust.

She had him.

And she loved him.

-o-o-o-

Time hung for awhile, the only movement the thermals rising from the hot surface of the water, and if she hadn’t moved, he would have drifted off to sleep right there. Quite happily.

But there was a long day to wash from his skin.

Her body moved against him as she reached for the body soap. He resisted almost petulantly, wanting nothing more than to dose off right there and then. But she began to wash him.

If the water was relaxing, then at her touch he came undone.

She lathered soap across his shoulders and torso, clever fingers pushing, kneading, working out the knots that had knotted knots. He groaned as she dug her fingers into his trapezius at the curve of his neck and back down into his shoulder. His whole body began to melt into the water it just felt so good.

Her hands found his sides, his abdomen, soap frothed, floating across the water’s surface as her hands slipped below it.

She shifted her position, moving slowly out from behind him, letting his rest once again against the warm porcelain, and then she was working his thigh, massaging down the length of his leg, first one, then the other.

At any other time, he might have reached up, wrapped his arms around her, and drawn her down into a kiss, a caress, and bedroom activities that had nothing to do with sleep. But the simple gesture of a slight hand on his chest, a gentle kiss on his forehead, and he had permission to just fall, to just be, and to take what she was so lovingly giving him.

Once she decided he was clean, she curled up beside him, resting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his chest.

They didn’t speak.

The gentle lap of water.

Breath.

He drifted.

Her soft voice. “Time for bed.”

“Mmmm.” He didn’t want to move.

But she disturbed the silence, by shifting away and standing up, stepping out of the bath. Water splashed and dripped. “Come, Virgil love, you’ll be safer in bed.”

Her hand took one of his.

And he forced himself out of the bath. He took the towel and dried himself, running it through his hair to soak up the dampness.

As he stumbled almost blindly into the bedroom, he caught a flashback to the days before he and Kayo. Days where he had been equally tired and fallen to bed sometimes still half in his uniform. The time he had woken and found he’d bled all over his pillow because he had forgotten to dress a cut on his forehead.

Those days were gone.

Some days it was Kayo who came home dead on her feet. Others were like today. When they both came back wrecked, they still had each other. They still made sure the other was safe, cared for, loved with every touch.

There were days when this job just simply hurt.

And those days were the days they valued each other more than any other.

Virgil let himself drop to the soft mattress, falling flat on his belly, grabbing the pillow and automatically snuggling himself into it. Kayo followed and touched his back, massaging just gently, until he rolled over, wrapped her in his arms, and drew her down to the bed, curling his body around her.

She came willingly, her hands over his. Twisting for just a moment, she caught him in a kiss before reaching over and turning off the light.

Darkness fell.

“I love you.” Whispered into her ear.

Her hands squeezed his as she whispered back. “Love you back.”

And the world faded as he drifted off to sleep.

Home.

Safe.

Loved.

-o-o-o-

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds #Virgil Tracy #kayo kyrano #virgil/kayo #nuttyfic reblog #sleepy relaxy fic #romance

[strawberrymilk-boba]

Bit of a sketch dump this week + a couple close-ups of a sketch I’m pretty proud of

#digital art #digtial sketch #my art #sanders sides #sally face #virgil sanders #sal fisher #I’m very tired so I decided to draw some sleepy sketches of a couple of my comfort characters #I'm also trying out some new coloring techniques at the moment #don't know if it's visible here or not

[robots-on-film]

Look if i was a smart dude you would bet your ass that i right now would be writing millions of words about how Grady, Wheatley and Virgil are all basically brothers despite the only evident connecting through line between all of them is that they all are personality cores and that they are guides to the player character at some point

Like no it does not matter that Grady and Wheatley are from official valve made games and that Virgil is from a fan made mod, those 3 are basically brothers through a storytelling/analysis lense and if i was a smarter man i would be writing obnoxiously about it

#portal 2 #portal desk job #portal stories: mel #portal #Wheatley #Grady #Virgil #rambling #for your information Virgil is the oldest. Wheatley is the middle child and Grady is the youngest #also i am trying to sound playful in this i am sorry i am sleepy sorry if i sound like hostile idk

[thefairytower]

"Hey, you may be upset but you don't need to be mean. Maybe they just didn't know they needed to be quiet." The teal light flies near Virgil's face; it looks ready to fight xir if need be. (/lh)

Virgil quirk a brow and looks at the queen.

"Did they not know?" They asked. Not very intimidated by the little light.

"I... I did ask them to be quiet. But there's been a lot of excitement since then. They might've forgotten," she offers.

Virgil looks back at you. "Be that as it may. Quick lesson on beings that need sleep as you pointed out. Meaning that you know it's important. We dont like being woken up. Especially by a guest we allowed in our safehouse against our better judgement," she points out with narrowed eyes.

"Virgil, you are still worked up from thinking I was in danger. I get that you are upset, but try to cut them some slack? They mean well." Patton offered. Virgil is not happy with this.

"They wake me up. Then this one tries to steal my sword. And do they say sorry when I point out that's rude? No. They try to lecture me on being awake. When I point out that is their friends fault I still dont get an apology but another lecture? I dont like this one," Virgil huffs nodding their head at you. "And all that after I agreed to show you around my room before bed. Trying to be accommodating. I take that back by the way. Dont go near my room. I'm going to sleep." And with that Virgil flies up to the next floor and vanishes.

Patton laughs awkwardly. "So... um... who wants to see my room?" He offers.

#ask the fairies #ask blog #ts sides #sanders sides #fairytower #snooping lights #virgil sanders #oops #should not have poked the sleepy dragon fairy #they might be in a better mood after a nap #probably better if you leace him alone #consequenses #we still good btw #only virgil is mad #he still doesnt trust you guys

[pattonsfam-ily]

My poor baby isn’t in pain anymore but he’s still not feeling great :( he’s exhausted so I’m just letting him rest today -Roman

#I’m also facetiming Virgil again but he’s like half asleep rn lol cutie #I love my poor sleepy boys sm #ooc tag: #princey

[surohsopsisofclouds]

weirdest experience is falling asleep in front while the body's still wide awake, so weird

#suroh rambles #virgil speaks #im so sleepy #and the body just isnt #and uts so early #m gonna fall asleep-