I'm sorry if this is short, C!Thomas is surprisingly hard to write.
Thomas he/him
Roman he/she
Nico he/him
Virgil he/him
See the character intros for more info
Tw. Swearing, capitals, Virgil's and Thomas' (very mild) anxieties
Unfortunately, some of the dialogue is a tad slow, bear with me, i do not have a proof/test reader :)
Again, tell me if I'm being insensitive. Shout at me if I am.
Summary: Thomas being a literal Disney princess and not making decisions himself
Thomas exhaled and slumped over the table.
It had been a quiet morning but, nevertheless, he was still here.
He was always here.
He was always there, with his sticker-adorned laptop and his adorable ruffled hair and his cute little glasses and his amazing personality aaaaaand Thomas was gay.
Thomas wanted to go up to him and actually speak to hi, start a conversation, not just to send Virgil over to serve his Coffee.
He should be the one to be confident enough to serve The Guy's drinks!
But he didn't even know his name, and he wasn't going to come out of the blue and ask like a creep! Normal people don't do that! Talk to people! In public! ..right?
...He better ask Roman what to do first.
He dailed her number and waited.
After five rings she finally picked up.
"What up Thomathy"
"Hi! So I am calling you...I am c a l l i n g y o u t o d a y"
Roman replied, used to this behaviour.
"..Yes, you are"
"I am calling because...well..it's
"Well then hurry up then loading screen! I've got a lot going on!"
"....what-?
"Yeah, not one of my best ones." He mused.
"Well OK then-it's--well I thought seeing as---maybe you could--uh..it's about a g u y-"
Thomas winced and held the phone away from his ear as an ungodly squealing emitted from the mobile.
"XNHISNXEBYIWDB OK OK STAY CALM CALM DOWN THOMAS WHOO SO WHat is the problem? Oh oh is it that guy who you always attempt-and fail-to initiate gay eyes with at your work? The cute one? The one you once tried to talk to but ended up buying five bags of carrot sticks from The Storeâ„¢ for some reason?" Roman sounded like she was about to spontaneous combust.
"Buddy--buddy I-uh-I'm in public here-" Thomas said, anxiously awaiting the stares he would surely gain from the shouting leaking from his phone. More specifically, awaiting His glorious bespectacled judgment.
"Right, right. So you want me to come over? I'm totally coming over. You at work? Does Janus work around this time? What? Ignore that one-uh-see you!"
"Roman wait--" Thomas groaned as she hung up before he got to finish. Why did she have to be like this? And what was that about Janus? Not important. At least he's coming to help.
"Thomas, come on man, not the time" Virgil was pacing around in the backroom, full of second hand anxieties for Thomas. His purple tipped hair flopped in a frenzy like it had a mind of its own. Roman was sitting on a counter, swinging his legs. Patton, oblivious was left to serve customers by himself.
"You, Thomas, want to make the first move" Virgil continued
"uh-" Thomas looked at Roman, who gave him a thumbs up. "Yes?"
"You? You."
"Oh stop being so pessimistic all the time my chemically imbalanced romance, support the poor guy! He certainly needs it" Roman hopped off the counter, rummaging in her bag.
"I though you guys were here to help" Thomas grumbled "I don't see a lot of helpin-" he was cut off by Roman attacking him with a hairbrush
"Do you ever brush this mess? It's worse than my rug, jeez Thomas" Roman dragged the brush through Thomas' mess
"I have the power to ban you still" Thomas has used this threat too many times for it to be effective. Virgil just watched, biting his nails, as Roman ranted about what to say, how to walk, how to act and how to gather information for small talk.
"Roman that's just creepy. Thomas, just go up to him and say hi, if he rejects you at least you know its because he didn't like you, not what Roman told you to do."
"Gee thanks Virge" Thomas gently swatted Roman away, took a deep breath then went out there to talk to The Guy.
"Aaah, they grow up so soon" Roman wiped away some fake tears
"Thomas is older then you" Virgil replied, walking back to his job. Roman huffed in response, and sat at a table.
"Heyyy-you-" Thomas already died approaching Him. The holiest of guys. And he already ruined it.
"Oh-hey! You work here, right?" Oh my god, Thomas loved his voice. It was so reassuring.
"Haha, yeahh. I'm actually,,manager. Well, co-manager, but still! Prettty important job" Thomas wanted everything out of his mouth to stop.
"oh-cool. Is there-is there a problem?" The Guy said in the least rude tone of voice
"No! No, no, nope. None. Everything's-perfect, actually. Uh-good job"
"...thanks? Did you need..something?"
Thomas looked over at Roman, who was not-so-discreetly spying on him. Roman couldn't hear shit from where she was, though, so she just gave another thumbs up.
"Uh-no, not really-i liked your pins and stickers, actually-uh-fellow Disney fan?" Thomas said this with more confidence
"Yep! It was my childhood, and actually inspired a bunch of my song writing today!"
"oh! that's cool! I like-songs-" Thomas laughed nervously "Mind if i sit here?"
"sure"
Roman watched as Thomas and The Guy, who he later finds out the name of, Nico, talked for a good few hours, chatting about mainly nonsense. At the end, when Nico had to leave, he handed Thomas a slip of paper with his number on it. Thomas said his goodbyes, then power-walked over to Roman.
"ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh"
"You did great! Obviously all thanks to me. Did you get his number?? Name????" Roman spoke unnecessarily quickly.
Thomas merely nodded, drained and incredibly happy. He set out on shutting the store, Roman close behind, demanding details.
Thomas rested poorly, but stayed incredibly happy the next day, staying up to chat to Nico until around two am. He promised himself that he wouldn't start a pattern of it, but he was lying.
Yes, content! I'm sorry it's not alot though, my bad-
i am even planning the next chapter in advance, woah!!!
This chapter may seem weird because i wrote it over a long period of time, starting it then not continuing for a whole bunch of months, and i'm still incredibly new, but i tried!
Tag list: @ranboo-but-booran @spellingwillbethedeathofme @remy-please-come-back @arrowthenon-binaryroyalty
I'm sorry if this is short, C!Thomas is surprisingly hard to write.
Thomas he/him
Roman he/she
Nico he/him
Virgil he/him
See the character intros for more info
Tw. Swearing, capitals, Virgil's and Thomas' (very mild) anxieties
Unfortunately, some of the dialogue is a tad slow, bear with me, i do not have a proof/test reader :)
Again, tell me if I'm being insensitive. Shout at me if I am.
Summary: Thomas being a literal Disney princess and not making decisions himself
Thomas exhaled and slumped over the table.
It had been a quiet morning but, nevertheless, he was still here.
He was always here.
He was always there, with his sticker-adorned laptop and his adorable ruffled hair and his cute little glasses and his amazing personality aaaaaand Thomas was gay.
Thomas wanted to go up to him and actually speak to hi, start a conversation, not just to send Virgil over to serve his Coffee.
He should be the one to be confident enough to serve The Guy's drinks!
But he didn't even know his name, and he wasn't going to come out of the blue and ask like a creep! Normal people don't do that! Talk to people! In public! ..right?
...He better ask Roman what to do first.
He dailed her number and waited.
After five rings she finally picked up.
"What up Thomathy"
"Hi! So I am calling you...I am c a l l i n g y o u t o d a y"
Roman replied, used to this behaviour.
"..Yes, you are"
"I am calling because...well..it's
"Well then hurry up then loading screen! I've got a lot going on!"
"....what-?
"Yeah, not one of my best ones." He mused.
"Well OK then-it's--well I thought seeing as---maybe you could--uh..it's about a g u y-"
Thomas winced and held the phone away from his ear as an ungodly squealing emitted from the mobile.
"XNHISNXEBYIWDB OK OK STAY CALM CALM DOWN THOMAS WHOO SO WHat is the problem? Oh oh is it that guy who you always attempt-and fail-to initiate gay eyes with at your work? The cute one? The one you once tried to talk to but ended up buying five bags of carrot sticks from The Storeâ„¢ for some reason?" Roman sounded like she was about to spontaneous combust.
"Buddy--buddy I-uh-I'm in public here-" Thomas said, anxiously awaiting the stares he would surely gain from the shouting leaking from his phone. More specifically, awaiting His glorious bespectacled judgment.
"Right, right. So you want me to come over? I'm totally coming over. You at work? Does Janus work around this time? What? Ignore that one-uh-see you!"
"Roman wait--" Thomas groaned as she hung up before he got to finish. Why did she have to be like this? And what was that about Janus? Not important. At least he's coming to help.
"Thomas, come on man, not the time" Virgil was pacing around in the backroom, full of second hand anxieties for Thomas. His purple tipped hair flopped in a frenzy like it had a mind of its own. Roman was sitting on a counter, swinging his legs. Patton, oblivious was left to serve customers by himself.
"You, Thomas, want to make the first move" Virgil continued
"uh-" Thomas looked at Roman, who gave him a thumbs up. "Yes?"
"You? You."
"Oh stop being so pessimistic all the time my chemically imbalanced romance, support the poor guy! He certainly needs it" Roman hopped off the counter, rummaging in her bag.
"I though you guys were here to help" Thomas grumbled "I don't see a lot of helpin-" he was cut off by Roman attacking him with a hairbrush
"Do you ever brush this mess? It's worse than my rug, jeez Thomas" Roman dragged the brush through Thomas' mess
"I have the power to ban you still" Thomas has used this threat too many times for it to be effective. Virgil just watched, biting his nails, as Roman ranted about what to say, how to walk, how to act and how to gather information for small talk.
"Roman that's just creepy. Thomas, just go up to him and say hi, if he rejects you at least you know its because he didn't like you, not what Roman told you to do."
"Gee thanks Virge" Thomas gently swatted Roman away, took a deep breath then went out there to talk to The Guy.
"Aaah, they grow up so soon" Roman wiped away some fake tears
"Thomas is older then you" Virgil replied, walking back to his job. Roman huffed in response, and sat at a table.
"Heyyy-you-" Thomas already died approaching Him. The holiest of guys. And he already ruined it.
"Oh-hey! You work here, right?" Oh my god, Thomas loved his voice. It was so reassuring.
"Haha, yeahh. I'm actually,,manager. Well, co-manager, but still! Prettty important job" Thomas wanted everything out of his mouth to stop.
"oh-cool. Is there-is there a problem?" The Guy said in the least rude tone of voice
"No! No, no, nope. None. Everything's-perfect, actually. Uh-good job"
"...thanks? Did you need..something?"
Thomas looked over at Roman, who was not-so-discreetly spying on him. Roman couldn't hear shit from where she was, though, so she just gave another thumbs up.
"Uh-no, not really-i liked your pins and stickers, actually-uh-fellow Disney fan?" Thomas said this with more confidence
"Yep! It was my childhood, and actually inspired a bunch of my song writing today!"
"oh! that's cool! I like-songs-" Thomas laughed nervously "Mind if i sit here?"
"sure"
Roman watched as Thomas and The Guy, who he later finds out the name of, Nico, talked for a good few hours, chatting about mainly nonsense. At the end, when Nico had to leave, he handed Thomas a slip of paper with his number on it. Thomas said his goodbyes, then power-walked over to Roman.
"ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh"
"You did great! Obviously all thanks to me. Did you get his number?? Name????" Roman spoke unnecessarily quickly.
Thomas merely nodded, drained and incredibly happy. He set out on shutting the store, Roman close behind, demanding details.
Thomas rested poorly, but stayed incredibly happy the next day, staying up to chat to Nico until around two am. He promised himself that he wouldn't start a pattern of it, but he was lying.
Yes, content! I'm sorry it's not alot though, my bad-
i am even planning the next chapter in advance, woah!!!
This chapter may seem weird because i wrote it over a long period of time, starting it then not continuing for a whole bunch of months, and i'm still incredibly new, but i tried!
Tag list: @ranboo-but-booran @spellingwillbethedeathofme @remy-please-come-back @arrowthenon-binaryroyalty
Logan: ...don't mind their costume. They insisted they had to have no clothes on, so I put a trash bag on them whilst we went to a time consuming, tooth decaying event named 'trick or treat'. Remus shouted at me to go. It's my first time. It would of been simpler to go to the store.
My mental health is in bad shape even without this au, school is stressing me out, personal shit yet again, and other projects i need to work on.
I'm so sorry guys, main plot and character designs will be on hold.
'Married life?' and 'ok-ish' asks are welcome and will be answered, and several drafts for the main stories are in the making, as well as character designs. I just need to get round to finishing them--
Again, this blog is not closed.
I love all your guys asks and support!
I don't know when I'll be out of hiatus? It'll probably just happen.
This series isn't really long enough or has enough followers to have big announcements like this yet, but you know,,,,just in case.
Thank you again!
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Not relevant but this blog is participating in Tumblr's trick or treat! Hit me up! I might not answer straight away but I will! Answer!
Ask to be tagged to things like these announcements or ok ish or married life? or more than one or all! Just @ me in the notes!
ok ok fun plan if you’ve liked or reblogged this post you’re on my list on blogs to call on on halloween. trick or treaters are very welcome at mine!
also if you’re planning on doing this, i’d recommend you only do it to blogs who’ve interacted with this post as not to annoy people!
you guys really like this idea- huh! guess i’ll expand? you can do it however you want, but this was my idea in more detail:
treats can be images of candy from your country! or something nice, such as a wholesome or funny meme!! doesn’t have to be high effort! (high effort stuff is of course cool though!)
tricks could be vaguely cursed images (such as the ballpit) or cursed facts- all in good fun! nothing harmful (that’s something i’ll ask everyone to stick to- no actual harmful stuff!)
but oh gosh i’m excited now! this might be a thing!
