Tumgik
#thomxiety
amazon-me-bitches · 16 days
Text
I have the biggest thing for apathetic Thomas in Accepting Anxiety pt 1 and part of 2.
what a dumb little disaster slut.
Virgil has so much power over him, he should exploit it more often.
could you image if he could just turn his ability off and on like a switch?
Thomas: we have to do this thing right now! omg I can't not do this thing its very important!!
Virgil who could care less and wants to watch the tv show instead: ...nah. Thomas setting back down on the couch/on Virge lap, grabbing a bag of chips: ight whatever, it can wait.
Thomas smiling up Virgil all dopey with half lidded eyes and laughing carefree.
27 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
💗 ThVi Moodboard 💜
I'm a sucker ok I love these two
22 notes · View notes
bottomloganagenda · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
Found this Bingo card @thomasxsides made (apparently years ago) but still thought it be fun to try and write spicy drabbles when all my other writing isn't going as planned or I can't sleep
Tags for this one
Character!Thomas/Virgil
A/B/O, breeding kink (but I didn't think enough to justify putting it on the card), OmegaVirgil, AlphaThomas
The air was thicker when he appeared in Virgil's room, it took Thomas barely anytime to smell the pheromones in the air, and he was proven his suspicion correct when he saw Virgil on the bed
Virgil's body is already covered in a light layer of sweat, he's only in his underwear and sitting in a pile of pillows, blankets and plushies near the top of the bed
Virgil is in heat, Thomas can smell it, and it's driving his Alpha instincts crazy, all he wants now is to go over there and protect his omega and to bend him over and knot him, mark him as his own make sure that everyone who sees him, who smells him knows that Virgil is his
That wave of emotions always surprises Thomas, he's never been very possessive of lovers in the past and especially the Sides he actually doesn't mind sharing them, but when one of the Omegas go in heat and he gets to them before one of the other Alphas, he can't help it
As much as he wants, needs to take his omega lover to claim him, he slowly approaches the foot of the bed
"Virgil" he calls out slowly, Virgil looks up at him, his pupils so dark almost covering the brown completely "You okay, bud?" He ask though he already knows the answer, he being an alpha doesn't have experience from heats but from how Logan and Virgil talk about it, it doesn't sound much different then a rut except maybe a bit worse
Virgil just nods his head, Thomas isn't sure if he doesn't wanna talk or can't
"Do you need something, baby?" Thomas asks sitting just on the foot of the bed knowing not to go to close to an omegas nest especially during a heat
Something in that question breaks what little resolve that Virgil still has and he lets out a mewl before speaking
"I need you Thomas" He says patting the spot next to him, a clear invite for Thomas into his nest
Thomas wastes no time in climbing into the bed sitting next to Virgil, who immediately climbs onto Thomas lap, pulling him into a kiss deeping it while grinding his hard cock in Thomas lap
"Virgil" Thomas says as he parts from the kiss Virgil ducks down and starts kissing at Thomas jawline then neck, he can feel himself growing hard, he places his hands on Virgil's hips moving him so when he grinds down on Thomas, Thomas dick hits his ass through the layers of fabric, when it hits it has Virgil moaning out trying hard to grind down more against Thomas, Thomas however grabs a hold of Virgil tighter stopping him from moving
He whimpers against Thomas neck
"It's okay" Thomas comforts him
"Feel like I'm on fire" Virgil complains moving from Thomas next to look at him, Thomas can see his eyes, while still his pupils are covering most the area barley making out any of the brown, he also notices now they are wet with fresh tears, threatening to fall "need you Thomas, I need you to help, make me feel good, need your knot" he begs
"I know" Thomas kisses Virgil's forehead "But I can't make love to you through your clothes, no matter how hard are you were trying" Thomas tries to joke, hoping to break some tension and they say laughter is the best medicine
Virgil does laugh but barely and it feels almost forced
Thomas slides his hands down Virgil's sides to the elastic of his underwear and Virgil gladly moves to let Thomas take them off of him, he then quickly helps Thomas out of his clothes as well, sitting back on his lap, Thomas knows Virgil needs the skin contact, being calmed down by his Alphas heat
Virgil kisses Thomas again and this time Thomas is the one to bring it deeper letting his tongue explode Virgil's mouth, while his hands slide down Virgil's sides grabbing his ass causing Virgil to moan and buck up into Thomas
Thomas brings a finger to Virgils entrance, slick dripping down out of his hole already
"God, baby" He says dipping his finger in just barely but enough that Virgil gasp trying to push back wanting more of Thomas "Can't believe you're already so wet, you're dripping dear, you're probably so wet my cock will slide right in, won't even need to prep you"
Virgil moans at that loud enough Thomas is worried he'll wake the rest of the house up
"Yes, so wet for you Thomas" Virgil begs "please don't prep me don't make me wait any longer for your cock, I need your knot"
"I don't wanna hurt you" Thomas says but he's not sure he can't wait much longer to get in Virgil as well, his scent driving him crazy
"Won't hurt me" Virgil pants into his neck "please"
"Okay" Thomas agrees and Virgil immediately gets off of him to get in position, Virgil on his hands and knees, his ass up in the air
"Fuck" Thomas moans looking at Virgil practically presenting for him
He runs his hand along Virgil's ass cheek before giving it a light slap, Virgil moans at that
"Fuck me Thomas" Virgil moans as Thomas hand comes in sharp contact with his ass again
"Don't worry baby, I will" He says  getting in position to line his cock up to Virgil's hole
He slides in slowly and lets out a loud moan at how easily he slides into Virgil
"Fuck" He moans into Virgils ear "So easy to slide into you, baby, you must've really wanted my knot" he finally slides all the way in, and as much as it's practically psychically paining him to not immediately start fucking Virgil so hard, he stays still wanting Virgil to get comfortable
"God, yes Thomas" Virgil practically screams out, trying to move himself in Thomas cock needing him to move, which Thomas finally does slowly "yes, God, yes need your knot, want you to fill me up and knot me, want you to fill me and knot me so none of your seed escapes" Virgil babbles out as Thomas starts speeding up his movements
"Thomas" Virgil cries out as Thomas slams into him, hitting his prostate "yes, Thomas"
Thomas keeps his rough and hard pace
"Not sure I'm gonna last much longer, Virge" He says breath out against Virgil's ear
"That's okay, baby, my heat will last at least a day" Virgil pants out "plenty of time to fuck your knot into me, and your seed to take, filling me with your pups" Virgil moans out and if Thomas wasn't so lost in this he may have stopped, Virgil's never talked like this before, he's never brought that up even during a heat, he knows that it can't happen, but it doesn't stop him from thinking about it, but he didn't know Virgil has
"Fuck yes, Virgil" Thomas is losing his rhythm, he's so close but he wants to last just a little longer "Gonna fill you up so much, gonna fuck you all day, then it'll definitely take and you'll be so full and round with my pups" Virgil continues to moan and can barely get any words out
"Oh, fuck, Virge I'm thinking about how beautiful you'll look, all pretty and pregnant with my pups" Thomas wraps his hand around Virgil's dick, swollen and red from neglect "I won't be able to keep my hands off you" he starts to stroke he knows Virgil won't be able to last much longer and neither will he
"Yes, Thomas" Virgil pants now not able to say much else but pants and pleas of the others name
It's a few more strokes and Virgils coming on Thomas hand, his own chest and the sheets
He feels Virgil almost collapsed barley being able to keep himself up from exhaustion, Thomas starts to slow feeling his knot start to from
"Can you take just a few moments longer, love?" He pants out, he's so close
Virgil nods his head
"Please" he practically whispers and that's all Thomas needs to hear before slamming back into him releasing into Virgil, he feels his knot catch and Virgil's dick twitches almost ready for another round despite them both feeling exhausted and spent for the time being
Thomas and Virgil move to lay on their sides on the bed, still connected by Thomas knot
"Thank you" Virgil yawns
"You're welcome?" Thomas was confused, it's not like this was the first heat his helped with, this wasn't even the first heat of Virgil's
It becomes silent for a moment, and he can tell that Virgil must've fallen asleep
He wraps his arms around Virgil holding the omega close, he closes his eyes breathing in Virgil's scent and feels himself start to drift off, he figures probably good to rest now he's sure he'll need the energy when Virgil wakes back up
10 notes · View notes
sandersstimboards · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
A Thomas/Virgil stimboard with themes of autumn fairy aesthetic meeting spring fairy aesthetic with a little romance for @amazon-me-bitches
I didn't really know what fairy aesthetic would be so I went Fairycore I hope that was okay!
8 notes · View notes
hazyaltcare · 6 months
Text
Moodboard
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
A Virgil/Thomas Sanders moodboard with themes of protection and forbidden love.
Mod Haze (🎮Greyson)
10 notes · View notes
spoondrifts · 3 months
Text
what if i wrote something different well what if i wrote the same triad dynamic over and over and over again. until it killed me
16 notes · View notes
sandersshiping · 3 months
Text
5 notes · View notes
thomasxsides · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
THE DROUGHT IS OVER CUZ THOMAS CALLED VIRGIL SIR IN TODAY’S SHORT
🦇
15 notes · View notes
i-lov-them-beans · 7 days
Text
Virgil lay snuggled up with Thomas, cuddling him on the sofa. "This is so nice", he murmured. "Yeah" Thomas replied. They snuggled closer. Thomas' body was so warm.
2 notes · View notes
Text
Adoptable Plot Bunny #4
A little thomxiety hurt/comfort bit. I may continue this but I would Love seeing other people's takes on the idea.
☆☆☆
Ever since the fiasco with Remus, and then the wedding, Virgil hadn't been able to avoid being summoned whenever Thomas was alone. It wasn't conscious on either of their parts. It's just that Thomas was a hair's breadth away from panic anytime he had a moment to think. But that didn't mean he had to let Thomas see him and make everything worse.
He couldn't delude himself. There was no way Thomas wanted to talk to him. It was written all over his face whenever he caught a glimpse of Virgil, in the steadying breaths he took and the stilted awkwardness between them. One confession and he'd undone every ounce of Thomas's trust. It hurt, but the damage was already done.
So he kept to the shadows, a near invisible spectator. It was exhausting, being dragged away from this room at all hours. Only able to sleep when Thomas managed to sleep, which wasn't often these days. Watching, as both of their stress levels ratcheted, unable to help. Something had to give.
Maybe that was why he did it. After a day spent hovering while Thomas aimlessly scrolled through social media, Virgil was wound up. So when he saw the phone left unattended, Instagram still up, he pounced. Pulling up stories, he hit record, letting the anxious thoughts spill out of him.
"Do you ever wonder what people really think about you? Sure they might say they like you. That you're kind or funny or helpful. But you can't ever know if they actually mean it or if they're just trying to be nice-"
"Virgil!" 
"Shit!" Virgil fumbled the phone as he spun around, dropping it. A tone sounded to let him know the video was uploading, and he winced. Thomas stood in the bedroom doorway, arms crossed, eyes narrowed. Oh this is not good. What could he say. He hadn't actually meant to post it, but no one would believe that. An apology died on his lips, his breath stuttering.
Thomas moved closer as he stood there floundering. "We've talked about this before. You're my anxiety, you don't need to be tormenting anyone else."
Virgil's eyes stung. Tormenting. Well if that didn't sum it up right there. Trying to keep his voice steady, he ground his teeth. "Sorry." He flinched when it came out sharp and cold. "I'll get out of your hair." He didn't quite succeed in keeping the wobble out of his words. Closing his eyes against tears, he moved to sink out.
A hand caught his sleeve. His eyes flew open. Thomas gripped his other arm, pinning him in the real world. "Where do you think you're going? We need to talk."
Virgil's heart twisted unpleasantly. "We really don't. I'm sorry, it won't happen again, I promise. Let me go. Please." He couldn't bring himself to look at the disappointment on Thomas's face.
Thomas loosened his grip, but didn't let go. "Virgil, talk to me. I don't see you for weeks, and then you show up just to hijack my phone and bail. What's going on?"
Virgil stared miserably at the floor. He didn't even have the hint of an excuse. "Sorry." He muttered again.
Thomas took a breath. "Okay, you don't want to talk. That's okay. But can you stay for a bit? I've missed you.
What? Virgil's head snapped up, mouth gaping. That didn't make any damn sense. 
But Thomas was looking at him, face soft and confused. No disappointment, no anger. Virgil floundered. "You… you missed me?" He felt lightheaded with relief, and his confusion must have been written all over his face.
"Of course I did! Virge…buddy, what- oh…oh no, come here..." He was crying and he couldn't seem to stop, even as Thomas reeled him into the warmest hug he'd ever felt.
☆☆☆
As always, please tag me if you do anything with this. I want to see 😊
13 notes · View notes
werewroammin · 1 year
Text
i know i have a ship poll up already but i want this one to focus on just thomas x sides (plus i have better ship names now lmao)
2 notes · View notes
amazon-me-bitches · 16 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
I just love him
20 notes · View notes
Comfort At It’s Finest
Prompt: Virgil has a special blanket that sits carefully folded in the closet and only comes out after really bad days, when he needs it the most. It’s the blanket for huddling up and hiding under the bed, it’s the blanket for taking an almost-involuntary nap after the third panic attack of the day, it’s the blanket for pretending the world is less than sixty-four cubic feet in its entirety and has borders of fabric. It’s the blanket for retreating from a dumpster fire to cry himself to sleep.
It’s a blanket he got from Thomas, before he was accepted.
(Credit to @sleepyvirgilprompts for this idea which you can find here<3)
Ship: none? Unless you count this as platonic Thomxiety but I’m not sure, I don’t really see it that way.
CW/TW: panic attacks, swearing, unsympathetic Roman, unsympathetic Janus, sympathetic Logan.
Summary: Virgil locks himself in his room after the sides start fighting again, something about how almost all of them were holding Thomas back? He didn’t know, he didn’t care, he just wanted to feel okay again.
(Halloween has brought up some…odd and negative feelings, to put it lightly, so this is my way of dealing with that<3)
———————————————————————
Virgil couldn’t take it anymore; The shouting, the insults. He slumped against his door and covered his ears, breathing as if he had just run a marathon, trying desperately to remember the breathing techniques Logan had taught him. What was it? In for four out for…five? Fuck. He couldn’t remember, nothing he was thinking made sense, nothing in general, made sense. Everything was so loud and he couldn’t stop trembling no matter how hard he tried. He held his legs down with his palms and they seemed to stop shaking until he let go, all the built up energy making his attack worse than before. It was no use.
This was the third time they’d fought this week.
It was Thursday.
His hands didn’t muffle all the sound, however; he heard every single thing the others were saying in the commons; it was as if a megaphone had been held up to his door.
“well maybe if you weren’t such an asshole I would have t-“ Roman was cut off by..Janus?
“I’m the asshole?! I’m not the one who’s so deeply insecure that they have to project their shit onto others” he screamed.
The house fell deadly silent apart from Virgil’s heavy breathing. He could hear his heart in his ears. He wanted to go home, he was home, but this didn’t feel like what you would call a home.
“Fuck you, Janus. There’s a reason Thomas didn’t accept you for years.” Roman finally said, from the sound of it, through gritted teeth.
He heard someone stomp a few feet near his room, open a door, and slam it. Virgil froze, the sudden noise sending shock waves through his body.
he wanted everything to stop; the loudness, the insults, the fights, the slamming of doors, the stomping, the yelling, the anxiety, he wanted to be held and told he was safe, he wanted to go home, he wanted-
His tearful eyes drifted over to his closet to see a weighted blanket neatly folded and shoved into the back where no one but him could find it.
His blanket.
He pushed himself up off of the ground, a hand against the wall so he wouldn’t fall due to tremors in his legs. He reached up and grabbed it, letting it fall onto him, nearly causing him to fall to the floor.
The blanket was soft; light, but heavy enough to weigh on you a little. It was checkered black and white with little ghosts on every other patch. He eased up just the smallest bit at the sight of it. Thomas had given him this after the ‘My NEGATIVE Thinking’ video.
He quickly fell on to his bed, holding the blanket to his chest. it smelled of cinnamon and honey. Virgil had forgotten how in the worst of moments, if he pulled out his blanket, it would immediately default to any scent of his choice; subconsciously, he had chosen cinnamon. It reminded him of better times, happier times. How he and Patton had baked cinnamon rolls a few months after he was accepted, the smell of sugary sweetness wafting through the air.
The slight hint of honey reminded him of his first panic attack in front of the light sides, how he had curled into himself on the couch, silent tears escaping his eyes, face hot and red, unable to breathe, to speak, to move. Logan had helped him through it.
“Breathe in for four seconds,” he had said, inhaling, crouched down in front of him. “Hold it for seven seconds” he paused and waited for Virgil to follow his lead, and once he did he continued, “out for eight seconds.” He exhaled.
Virgil was so embarrassed that Logan had seen him like that that he proceeded to apologize profusely. “God, that was— I’m so, so sorry, I don’t know what that was, well I do, I think? It’s never been that bad I just—“
“That was what is known as a severe panic attack, Virgil. I take it you’ve never had one to that extent before?” His eyes were kind, caring, behind his glasses.
Virgil just shook his head, he didn’t know what to say, he felt that if he tried to talk the only words he would be able to say would be “I’m sorry” over and over again.
“I see. Say, do you like honey? Maybe lemon?” He had asked
Virgil nodded, and before he could stop him, Logan had begun making Honey and Lemon tea. Something about how “it’s very calming and quite good as well” he had said.
Virgil hadn’t noticed his eyes drift closed but he didn’t feel the need to force them back open. The sharpness of the house felt dimmer, quieter; as if they were sizzling into a low hum, something waiting to pounce again. He was too fatigued to worry about it, even though something in his gut told him to stay alert, something was bound to happen again, he didn’t listen, just readjusted positions under the warmth of the blanket.
He needed to say thank you to Thomas later.
49 notes · View notes
bottomloganagenda · 4 months
Text
Never thought I would be writing C!Thomas/Side but Tomxiety is spinning in my brain like a rotisserie chicken
4 notes · View notes
halfhissandwich · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
I need more brotherly Thomxiety in my life
13 notes · View notes
Sanders Sides OTP Names
Glossary Masterpost
A list of the shipnames of Sanders Sides Characters that include two people! Orange is included with temporary shipnames until we know more about him, as has been voted in this poll! Ordered by however it made sense to me.
All names with a (*) came from this post by @treenissanderssidesstuff which I found to be fun alternatives. Edit: All Sides/Nico shipnames were made by me (as were the King/Roman and Remus ones), as I haven't found any elsewhere. If you have your own ideas for them, please message me!
1) Patton / Roman - Royality, Royalty*
2) Patton / Logan - Logicality, Motivate *
3) Patton / Virgil - Moxiety, Moxie*
4) Patton / Janus - Moceit, Patceit, Dogma*
5) Patton / Remus - Intruality, Momus, Moduke, Duality*
6) Patton / Thomas - Patmas, Thomality
7) Patton / Nico - Patco, Nitton
8) Patton / King - Moking
9) Patton / Orange - Pange, Oratton, Morange
10) Roman / Logan - Logince, Procudure*
11) Roman / Virgil - Prinxiety, Proximate*
12) Roman / Janus - Roceit, Princeit, Drama Club*
13) Roman / Remus - Remrom, Romrem
! For platonic/familial relationship, please use Creativitwins!
14) Roman / Thomas - Romthom, Romas
15) Roman / Nico - Roco, Niman
16) Roman / King - Roking, Romking, Kingman
17) Roman /Orange - Rorange, Pringe
18) Logan / Virgil - Analogical, Analog*
19) Logan / Janus - Loceit, Decipher
20) Logan / Remus - Intrulogical, Lomus, Reproductive*
21) Logan / Thomas - Lomas
22) Logan / Nico - Loco, Nigan
23) Logan / King - Loking
24) Logan / Orange - Lorange, Logange, Loge
25) Virgil / Janus - Anxceit, Hissterics*
26) Virgil / Remus - Dukexiety, Vimus, Virus*
27) Virgil / Thomas - Thvi, Thomxiety
28) Virgil / Nico - Vico, Nirgil
29) Virgil / King - Kingxiety, Viking
30) Virgil / Orange - Anxange, Virange, Orgil
31) Janus / Remus - Dukeceit, Demus, Remceit, Receit*, Intruceit, Trashnoodle
32) Janus / Thomas - Thomceit
33) Janus / Nico - Janico, Ninus
34) Janus / King - Kingceit
35) Janus / Orange - Oranceit, Jange
36) Remus / Thomas - Intrumas
37) Remus / Nico - Remco, Nimus
38) Remus / King - Intruking, Kingmus
39) Remus / Orange - Intruorange, Intrange
40) Thomas / Nico - Karrot Kings, Pintroverts
41) Thomas / King - Kingmas
42) Thomas / Orange - Thorange, Thomge
43) Nico / King - Kingco, Nicing, Nicoking
44) Nico / Orange - Nicorange
45) King / Orange - Kingange, Kirange
17 notes · View notes