Ilyas breakdown

Thanks for adding ‘What if’ to your reading list! Also, i love your pfp and background! 

UwU I think I should write 
          Fnaf sanders sides
          Heather sanders sides

Anyone like this idea I had for a book or one shot to write ‍♀️ like would you read this?
          
          Virgil with PTSD and anxiety from the war seeing many things and that’s why he is how he is and his anxiety is bad and how he doesn’t trust anyone right away it takes time for him to even tell anyone is real name he acted as a spy and is so used to things of the war it’s hard to trust and loud noises bring him back to the war with flashbacks. He’s afraid of fire because he saw so many villages and people burn. 
          He wears long sleeves to his his scars and gloves to hide the visions of the blood on his hands holding dying soldiers. 
          The dark circles under his eyes are from constant nightmares and he can’t sleep with the fan on reminded of the helicopters 

The one person (I believe) who I allow to call me Roman-
          HI!!

Me when I read your book in my childhood when I was 11: Yes-
          
          Me now when you followed me: 
          Y E S  Q U E E N!

To all my followers so I don’t have to DM anything 
          
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          Minecraft aka Xbox- Thehexsylar 
          
          And if you guys want suggest games, I’ll friend you guys ^0^

Happy new year from South Carolina 

When you have to reread your fanfics so you can update them all and not get fanfics mixed up 

Sanders sides prompt show me what you got!
          Autistic Roman in human Au, Virgil is Gay but scared to come out of the closet he is dating Roman secretly and is dating a girl too to hide it but them Roman finds out.
          
          “Y-You’re embarrassed of me..” Roman sniffles, tears streaming down his golden bronze skin as he stared at Virgil. 
          
          “Roman I can expl-“ Virgil was interrupted with a heartbroken loud sob from Roman.
          “R-Roman...”
          
          Roman whimpered and sobbed, curled up on the side walk. He hated dirt but he was so hurt it didn’t matter. He trembled and fidgeted  with hand gestures just trying to calm down, not understanding what was going on with him. He hit his head with his fist over and over again like he was trying to fix his broken self.
          
          Virgil took romans hands trying to stop him from hurting himself. “Breathe. Roman breathe please. Calm down!” 
          
          Roman struggles from his touch. He hated to be touched unless he touched them himself. “Stop!” He sobbed as he tried to fight. 
          

It is my birthday...?!? XD