Just a mess girl who is too much of a fan of Sander's Sides.
First Language is not English.
Goes by: Emi, and she/her pronouns.
This is mostly because I can update whenever I write a fic about it and also because I need somewhere to vent about it after I wrote LOL.
In a break from writing long fics! But will do drabbles/HCs
Note about my bigger fics (2k to 5k word) status:
A weird Kidnap - Chapter 6 - Started to type but no news to when I will end.
EINA (Everything is NOT Alright) - last but one (google translate also as penultimate) chapter. Not that it will be the Chapter 10 but it’s like half typed
Next Day in Ignorance - Chapter 2 - Typed out and need to edit (I asked my husby to read and point where I need to edit the english but with everything - his pc also broke and all - this one is really post-pone till I have more courage to return on this.)
What he didn’t tell…? - Based in Ignorance universe. It takes place while Virgil was still a Dark Side. Post-pone till I have more energy for this.
A weird Kidnap - Chapter ? - I have a full chapter typed out but I’m not sure where I will put it yet... And is needed to be edit.
Because of somethings that have been happening on my life, I’m taking a step away from tumblr. It doesn’t mean I’m not going to return or that I won’t finish the things I owe. It just means I’m going to a long period of not touching the app or online on web. I will be on discord if anyone want’s to talk to me. IM asking for it and I will pass it.
Also yes, I have been alive and still thinking about the fics I didn’t finish, buuuut... Life has been hard. I doubt I will be able to write at all during all the year. If I do, probably will be small things or even one-shots.
Raise your hand if you glance through every Ao3 kudos email and notice when someone’s read several fics.
Raise your other hand if you sometimes have one inexplicably popular fic during a week - a fic that was posted months if not years ago - and you try to find out why.
Shake your tush if you never manage to source the rec and you think about it for days after.
So… I had a panic attack yesterday that did me go full non verbal and panic that I went non verbal. My husby called my therapist so she could calm me down, because I was honestly crying and gasping…
Today at least I’m feeling a lot better, yes I did woke up non verbal, but as the day went on, I felt better to talk… A little bit at least. Just… My mental health is really SHIT right now.
i encourage you to go to your favourite writer's ao3 page and comment on an older fic, because i can assure you that it will make their day. It can mean so much to see your work doesn't disappear into the void to be never seen again after a day of people interacting with it. Just, if you have the time, go comment on an older work
(pls reblog this to try and get as much writers a bit of appreciation)
I wish people commented on fanfiction more bc it's always so sad to me when someone pours their heart into thousands of words of fanfiction and there's like 3 comments
A Anon in my personal blog asked for me to do this xD.
I’m having a really bad writer block so things are really short.
Summary: After POF, and FWSA, Roman is having a hard time and Virgil is there to help him.
Also, reblogs are welcome! As it can make other people find my blog and I get to write more.
TW: Self-esteem issues. I guess there is not much other than angst, hurt/comfort, is a open ending/not finished ending a trigger?
Relationship: Prinxiety
Characters: Virgil and Roman
Mentions Names: None
Words: 908
"Vee?"
Virgil's phone was dropped on the floor doing a small light in the room as Anxiety turned to look at the door. He heard someone knock and call him as he looks at the hour on his phone. It was 3 am, as he gets up scratching the back of his neck as he opens the door. "Roman?" As he blinks a few times as he looks at the Princey all disheveled and holding a pillow.
The purple side looked a second as he yaws and goes get his own pillow and phone. "Let's go to your room." As his room would just turn everything worse, slowly the red side was going to lead the way, although it wasn't far as their room were in front of each other. As soon as they got there, Virgil was going to lay down in the Prince's bed. "Come on lovely." As he will open his arms to him.
Anxiety smiled a bit as Roman did his way closing the door, turning the fairy night lamps and so going to cuddle him. Virgil relaxed holding him tight and closer to him, placing a small kiss on his lips as he caresses his head gently. "Everything is okay princey, I'm here okay?" He could see the red side smiling and closing his eyes slowly falling asleep.
For more, they were in a relationship, they still slept in differents room since Roman couldn't stay in his room. And his sleep schedule was just too weird for the Prince-like side, but that was getting a bit ridiculous.
He would need to talk with Creativity tomorrow, as it was getting more and more common for him to wake up and having to deal with Roman's nightmares, it just got worse after whatever the hell happened in the wedding, and honestly, for more than Virgil didn't want to meddle, he just was getting more and more annoyed by this.
On the next morning.
"I don't see a problem Virge." Roman says as he was sitting in the bed, while Virgil was yawning, sitting at the table.
"You don't see a problem Roman?" Virgil says in sarcasm as he looks at his boyfriend. "Because I do see a problem. You have been waking me up every night since that dammit wedding! Every time you show up stressed and scared and will only sleep when I lay down here to a point that I'm thinking of just staying here when I go sleep."
"Virge I..." Roman stuttered as he avoids looking at his boyfriend. "Sorry... I just... Is Thomas really ready to be with Nico?"
Virgil sighs as he looks at Roman. "I don't know Roman. But it's obvious this isn't the whole problem with you."
"I'm just confused... I'm truly a hero? I'm really the good creativity? I just... I wanted to be right! I wanted to do the right. First I tried to do something remarkably noble, and I was wrong. Then I tried to follow Patton because he can't be wrong, and then I was wrong again! I'm just... I'm genuinely good?" Roman looked at Virgil, as he just wanted his answer.
"And what is the problem in not be the hero?" Virgil shook his hand asking for him not to interrupt. "You're asking if you're the good creativity, but isn't creativity a free concept? Free to do anything and everything they wanted? Even a hero can do mistakes, remember about Beast, he was a Prince and he denied something an old lady and got cursed. Even so, he found someone who loved him for what he was, not his appearance. So why are you questioning yourself?"
Roman looked at him curiously but he was indeed thinking about it.
"I don't care if you're good or bad Roman. If you are a hero or not. Good Creativity or Bad Creativity. What I care about you is... How are you? I love you for how you acted. I love you for your passion, for how happy you are when you talk about theater, Disney, musicals. Roman... If you do fall in The Other, or if you keep as a Core. I won't care, I will still love you. Because you are you."
Roman was sobbing as he hears Virgil talking, as he was crying by how romantic and truly he sounds.
Virgil smiles gently as he will move to cup both of his cheeks and wipe the tears looking at his eyes. "I love you, mistakes can happen all the time. But the truth is... My love won't change just because you screwed up. My love won't change if you're bad or good. Because that is what love is. Love is understanding the mistake and fix it, helps in the good and bad moments, stay with your partner no matter what happens. That is the love for me. What is for you?"
Anxiety looked at him caring as he will hold him on his lap caressing his head. "You should start to love yourself more Roman, you should try to look and see that you don't need to be perfect all the time. Even Princes can screw up."
Roman was full sobbing and crying as he holds tight on Virgil, he couldn't help all the yells and the desperate tears. By all the time the purple side just kept holding him, caressing his head and rocking him a bit.
