HC: Remy usually doesn't care what Virgil does (unless they're fucking), but when he notices that Virgil needs just a bit more eyeshadow to cover the bags under his eyes, he starts punishing Virgil when he doesn't get enough sleep. (He's also slightly offended, because he IS sleep, and BITCH, I AM FUCKING DELIGHTFUL, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU NOT WANT ME?!?!?!
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~ despite how he acts Remy keeps a close eye on them all but Virgil most of all – because they're best friends and fuck buddies – so, firstly trying to encourage Virgil to sleep more after they fuck, like a nudge in the right direction
~ it doesn't work enough and Remy's ended up sleeping alone or accompanying Virgil's midnight movie marathons or existential crises
~ Remy seeing him visually deteriorate and he can only imagine what it's doing to him inside (both mind and inner body)
~ Remy shouting at the top of his lungs "BITCH I AM A FUCKING DELIGHT"
~ Virgil proceeding to burst out into fits of giggles, ending up on the floor just exhausted after laughing so much and inevitable falling asleep – Remy sighing and carrying Virgil to bed (as difficult as that may be for him)
~ Remy laying by his side just watching him sleep (hello mr. Cullen) and giving Virgil a little pep talk about sleeping properly when he wakes up all bleary eyed
~ and Remy – on more than one occasion – physically wearing Virgil out to the point where he just passes out almost instantly
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Sanders Sides Headcanons
FanfictionHeadcanons that I got asked about on Tumblr, most likely to be NSFW. Complete. New headcanons book -> https://www.wattpad.com/574338214-more-sanders-sides-headcanons-small-dick-lamp (yep that's the first chapter).
