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Overcoming Dental Anxiety: Understanding, Coping, and Conquering Fear

Introduction

Dental anxiety is a common but often overlooked issue that affects millions of people worldwide. From a mild unease to severe panic attacks, dental anxiety can manifest in various ways, making routine dental visits a daunting prospect for many individuals. In this article, we'll delve into the roots of dental anxiety, explore coping strategies, and provide insights on overcoming this fear.

Understanding Dental Anxiety

Dental anxiety, also known as dentophobia or odontophobia, is characterized by feelings of fear, nervousness, or unease associated with dental visits or procedures. This anxiety can stem from various factors, including:

Fear of Pain: Past traumatic experiences or anticipation of pain during dental procedures can trigger anxiety.

Loss of Control: Some individuals feel helpless or vulnerable when sitting in the dental chair, leading to heightened anxiety.

Embarrassment: Concerns about the condition of one's teeth, bad breath, or perceived judgment from dental professionals can contribute to anxiety.

Needle Phobia: Fear of needles commonly intersects with dental anxiety, particularly in the context of injections for anesthesia.

Negative Associations: Cultural beliefs, media portrayals, or stories from friends and family members can reinforce negative perceptions of dental care.

Coping Strategies for Dental Anxiety

Fortunately, there are numerous techniques and strategies to help manage dental anxiety effectively:

Open Communication: Establishing clear and open communication with your dentist is crucial. Express your fears and concerns beforehand, allowing the dental team to adapt their approach accordingly.

Gradual Exposure: Gradually exposing oneself to dental environments can desensitize anxiety over time. Start with simple visits for non-invasive procedures and gradually progress to more complex treatments.

Relaxation Techniques: Practice relaxation techniques such as deep breathing, meditation, or visualization to alleviate anxiety during dental appointments.

Distraction: Bring along headphones to listen to music or podcasts during procedures, or utilize stress balls or fidget toys to distract the mind from anxious thoughts.

Sedation Dentistry: In cases of severe anxiety, sedation options such as nitrous oxide (laughing gas) or oral sedatives may be recommended to induce a state of relaxation during treatment.

Overcoming Dental Anxiety

While coping strategies can help manage dental anxiety, overcoming it entirely requires patience, persistence, and professional support. Here are some additional steps to consider:

Seek Professional Help: Consider consulting a therapist or psychologist specializing in anxiety disorders. Cognitive-behavioral therapy (CBT) and exposure therapy have shown efficacy in treating dental anxiety.

Choose a Supportive Dentist: Find a dentist who specializes in treating anxious patients and offers a supportive, empathetic approach to dental care.

Explore Alternative Therapies: Acupuncture, hypnotherapy, or biofeedback techniques may complement traditional anxiety management strategies.

Maintain Oral Health: Regular dental check-ups and preventive care can help prevent dental issues, reducing the frequency of invasive procedures and associated anxiety.

Celebrate Progress: Acknowledge and celebrate small victories along the way. Each successful dental visit builds confidence and reinforces positive associations with oral care.

Conclusion

Dental anxiety is a common yet manageable obstacle that should not prevent individuals from prioritizing their oral health. By understanding the underlying causes, implementing coping strategies, and seeking professional support when needed, it is possible to overcome dental anxiety and reclaim control over one's oral care journey.

FAQs

Q: Can dental anxiety be genetic?

A: While there may be a genetic predisposition to anxiety disorders, dental anxiety is typically influenced by a combination of genetic, environmental, and experiential factors.

Q: Is dental anxiety common?

A: Yes, dental anxiety is prevalent and affects people of all ages and backgrounds. Studies suggest that up to 20% of individuals experience significant dental anxiety.

Q: What should I do if I experience a panic attack during a dental procedure?

A: Inform your dentist immediately. They are trained to handle such situations with care and can pause the procedure to help you regain composure.

Q: Can dental anxiety be completely cured?

A: While complete elimination of dental anxiety may not be possible for everyone, it can be effectively managed and significantly reduced through a combination of coping strategies, therapy, and support.

Q: Are there specialized dental clinics for anxious patients?

A: Yes, many dental practices offer specialized services for anxious patients, including sedation dentistry, relaxation techniques, and tailored approaches to accommodate individual needs.

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Strip Me of My Walls Please.

Previous : Part 16, Present : Part 17,  Next : Part 18

Summary: Logan hires a prostitute to pretend to be his boyfriend. Patton is a prostitute just trying to support his son when he falls with a very rich man needing him to pretend to be his boyfriend.

Chapter Summary : No one is particularly happy at the hospital. 

Pairings: romantic Logicality, future romantic Prinxiety, Elle x Damien (my original characters)

Word Count: idk I think like 1,700 around there

Warnings : Mentions of bruises, mentions of abuse, crying, temper tantrums, unintentional injury, sad Patton, sad Thomas, sad Logan (honestly sad everyone, everyone’s just really fricking sad), mentions of therapy. 

Notes : Leave a like, a reblog, message, and reply! I love hearing your comments.

“We haven’t spoke in almost three years!” The voice was cheerful, more so than any other voice Roman had heard in his life, but it still took him a moment to recognize the face.

“Emile?” Roman was, in his own defense, very tired as he slurred the name of his old friend. It was hard not to miss the light pink hair dye sticking out against the stark white lighting of the hospital, a matching tie to go with it.  Roman hopelessly looked somewhere behind him, for the man’s old boyfriend, but alas he had come alone. Not that he minded, all that much.

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out.” Emile stepped in the room, the bounce in his step more familiar than his face. His glasses fell down his nose a little, and he stopped moving forward to push them up. When he looked around at all the people, he didn’t move any closer. “You’ve got quite a crew with you.”

“Ugh.” Logan’s voice surprised all in the room as the man pushed the middle finger and thumb of his hand, the one not holding Patton’s, along the line of his eyebrows. “I am so sick of meeting new people.”

“Oh shush.” Patton replied, affectionately. Surprising the taller man by tugging on his hand until Logan fell ungracefully into his lap. Logan gasped, and everyone else in the room giggled, but after that he was pretty much quiet.

“Well nice to meet you too.” Emile scoffed, even though his smile never left his face. The tips of his shoes made a noise when they touched as he turned his feet inward. Then he leaned up on his tiptoes, holding his fingers out for a moment while he caught his balance, before landing back on the heels of his feet. Emile was peculiar, for sure.

“Where’s Remy?” Roman had been carding his fingers through Thomas’s hair and he almost thought the boy hadn’t noticed, until he whined when Roman stopped and practically purred when he started again. Jon had moved to watch Virgil as he and Fid began playing cards again. Roman looked over at Patton, staring all starry and sleepy eyed up at Logan who looked just as far gone. A smile crept onto Roman’s face by the time Emile pulled himself out of his daydream enough to answer.

“Well as much as I’m sure you two would like to catch up, I can’t bring him in since you’re technically a client at the moment.” Roman saw Emile’s face turn serious, more so than the time he yelled at Remy for trying to use red bull in his cereal instead of milk. It tasted delicious, but Roman had a headache all day. He had gotten yelled at quite a lot that day, even despite the headache. He hugged Thomas a little closer as the memory faded, and he realized the whole room had gone kinda quiet.

“Client?” Roman couldn’t help but yawn. It had been a long day, but too many people needed things from him to sleep. Emile needed him to be attentive. Thomas and Patton needed him to be okay, even if he wasn’t.

“Therapy, Roman. I’m issued by the hospital.” Emile dropped eye contact with him again, but this time he was staring at the floor and he almost looked, sad? “Do you want to speak alone?”

Roman didn’t want to talk. He wanted to sleep. But then Fid was pulling Virgil out of the room, and Jon was hopping off the bed, so he figured he couldn’t escape it now. Logan stood up off Patton’s lap a blush still on his cheeks, and held his hand out to walk Jon into the hallway. Patton leaned over to tug Thomas out from under Roman’s arm, but the boy clung to him in his half-asleep state. “Come on Thomas.”

“No.” Thomas whined, scooching further into Roman’s side. Roman kissed his forehead, not wanting to encourage the behavior but then again the movement was more of a distraction from the pain that Thomas caused doing so, than anything else.

“Little prince, I really don’t want you to hear this stuff.” Roman said, trying to push the little boy towards Patton while watching Emile out of the corner of his eye. The young man was inspecting the frayed end of the curtains next to his bed, but was startled when Thomas let out a high pitched scream.

“No,” Thomas kicked his legs at his father, suddenly awake, while trying to get closer by wrapping his arms around Roman’s neck. It was slightly constricting, breathing wise, but Roman was so tired and he didn’t want to hurt Thomas so he just kind of laid there, pliantly letting the chaos emerge around him. There were tears falling down Thomas’s face and his voice, though screaming, was hoarse and broken. He sounded not at all what a little boy should. Roman took that away from him. “You can’t make me leave.”

Another kick, this time sort of towards Patton’s face. Patton dodged it in time though, and had managed to get both of his arms wrapped around Thomas’s middle. “Kiddo, you’re hurting Roman.”

“He’s” Kick. “hurt.” Punch. “and he needs” Kick. “me.” Thomas took a second to catch his breath, it was coming out in hiccups and for a moment Roman wanted to pull him closer.

“He needs to talk to the therapist.” Patton yanked on his son’s middle pulling him completely off the bed and into his arms. He took this chance to run out of the hospital room completely, with Thomas back to kicking and screaming, not even getting the chance to close the door.

Roman watched them go, Emile hadn’t said a word yet so maybe he was still daydreaming and didn’t notice the tears Roman let loose finally. Pain and emotional turmoil making him unable to stop once they started, the high pitched sound of a sob finally getting Emile’s attention.

Logan was sat up against the wall of the hospital hallway, Virgil opposite him. There hadn’t been many people passing through, but even if there was there wasn’t much room as the two tall  grown men took up most of the width of the hallway as their feet barely brushed against each other with their legs straight out. Jon was curled up into Virgil’s side, not sleepy or tired but had his eyes closed anyway. His small hands were gripping his uncle’s hoodie pretty tight too.

“Shit.” The teenager growled, kicking her foot against the wall Virgil was sat up against.

“Language.” Logan said as he watched Jon flinch, keeping his eyes closed and scramble to climb into Virgil’s lap. “There’s children present.”

The movement caught the teenager’s attention and she stuttered, resigning herself to sitting criss crossed on the ground as she kept quiet. “Sorry.”

A second later Patton was hurriedly passing by the two, nearly tripping over Logan’s feet, with a kicking, screaming, and crying Thomas in his arms. Logan stood up, rushed, and followed the father toward the gender inclusive bathroom at the end of the hallway. He wondered if Patton knew that he had been behind him, but when the door got shut in his face, powering over the sound of Thomas screaming for just a moment, he got his answer.

Logan pressed his forehead to the door, tried to focus on the muffled soothing tone coming from Patton as he tried to quiet his son, but any of the words got lost in the door separating them. He focused on the feeling of the wood pressing against his forehead, let it force an indent in his skin. The stress of it all came to him in this moment, not like a wave submerging him in a familiar hollow cavity, but an overwhelming presence from behind trying to make him one with the door. When he felt a small tear run down his face next to his nose, he had a childish urn for comfort, even though he had no reason to want it.  

As he pulled away from the door, he heard Thomas finally quiet down. Or rather, he didn’t hear his screams anymore, only short cycles of sniffs and hiccups spoken by a voice too hoarse for a little boy. Patton was speaking still, most likely through tears, at just above a whisper. The voice was soothing, oddly enough, and while Logan saw the pitch black darkness before he felt his eyes closed, he was still aware. Aware of the people watching him, the boys voices on the other side of the door, the ache in his chest. And it was exhausting.

taglist : @jesjessode @queerly-anxious @bubblycricket @monikastec @definenormalifyoucan @sandersmarvel @sonhadoraativa @strongnonetheless @im-patton @iridescentroyalty @romanthroughthestars @anxioussmiles @buckydeangirl91  

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Boots and Heels - Chapter One:

Chapter One: Short Jokes and Shorter Tempers.

Summary: Some traditions begin in high spirits. This tradition began in low heights.

Based on this adorable head-canon by @2queer2deer!

Warnings: N/A

Word Count: 1,125

👢 Chapter Two 👠

~ ~ ~

It had been approximately three months, four days, and seventeen hours since this entire ordeal had started, but who was counting? Well, aside from Virgil that is... To be more specific, the anxious side had been counting for three months, four days, seventeen hours, thirty-four minutes and fifteen-wait-seventeen seconds. However, to claim that this figure was a reliable one would be a fool’s errand given how he had spent a few moments simply standing there in a stunned silence before starting the metaphorical timer on his metaphorical stop-watch.

One could, however, propose the idea that Roman’s once simple shenanigans had spiralled out of control approximately three months, three days, fifteen hours and thirty-four seconds ago without any major risk of inflating or deflating the exact figure. However, the fact that Virgil’s life fell apart on a mildly cloudy day, late-July (July 22nd to be more exact) at 2:35PM TC, with an approximate temperature of about 45°F (44.98) was entirely irrelevant. All that mattered was that the events that had transpired that day set-course for an ever-regrettable decision; One that would alter the life, and the footwear, of Virgil-Anxiety Sanders forever.

…

But he didn’t dwell on it.

~ ~ ~

It had started off with little more than a simple gesture and witty remark-

“Alright shorty, simmer down,” Roman remarked, throwing his right hand rather flamboyantly in the air.

-However, this simple “witty remark” had left Virgil at a loss for words.

“You’re like… two inches taller than me.”

“Don’t you mean two inches superior?”

“Why don’t you come down here and fight me?” Virgil foolishly fired back.

“Well, I wouldn’t like to hurt my back now, would I?”

~ ~ ~

Virgil could still remember - in great detail - the sly grin Roman had given him that day: The way the prince’s right eyebrow shot up fiercely. The way his normally soft-brown eyes glimpsed knowingly into Virgil’s soul. Perhaps most importantly, Virgil could still remember the feeling of one million fireworks going off all at once in the pit of his stomach as the might of his own anxiety kicked in.

“You’re never going to live this one down,” Virgil had thought to himself, “You know Roman too well to believe he will ever let this one go,” and, for the most part at least, Virgil had been correct.

~ ~ ~

The day after the initial incident had perhaps been the worst of them all, as that was the day on which Virgil was confronted with an unfortunate, and undeniable reality: His initial suspicions had been correct.

All four sides had gathered consensually in the commons. Logan had been the first to appear, swiftly followed by Patton, then Roman, and last but certainly not least anymore, Virgil. Similarly to most days, the group had gathered in the commons in order to assist Thomas in organising a future video, be it intentionally or unintentionally. However, unlike most days, no singular member of the group had arrived with the intent to face an impending predicament. Instead, the gathering was a direct result of some notable fashion choices on Thomas’ part, before rapidly evolving into a debate about “fitting in.”

From there, the video unintentionally wrote itself: A troubling predicament arose, Patton made numerous unnecessary dad-jokes, and finally, the group was able to arrive at a suitable conclusion. Heck, they even ended up making some unexpected fashion choices of their own.

It was only when the sides receded back into their home domain that true chaos broke free.

~ ~ ~

“Nice work today, hobbit,” Roman teased as he strutted confidently past Virgil, head held high and shoulders hanging low but relaxed.

“Excuse me?” Virgil replied, a noticeable edge lingering in his tone.

“I said you performed well today, Rumpelstiltskin.”

In that moment, Virgil pondered whether or not he’d ever been offered a more back-handed compliment during his time spent as an outcast.

~ ~ ~

From that day forth, off-handed comments regarding his height became a regular pass-time for Roman. Whether Virgil was passing through the commons, dipping out for a snack, or simply lounging around peacefully within the confines of his room, not bothering anyone or anything, Roman would find him.

Virgil always heard Roman before he saw him. The creative side walked with a stride so confident, that the impact of his feet on the floor practically reverberated off the walls, making it no secret to anyone that his majesty came bearing great news that all those across these multi-dimensional lands must hear.

~ ~ ~

“How’s the weather down there, shorty?”

“You’re losing your edge, Romano. That one wasn’t even creative. How long are you going to hold this whole ‘short-thing’ over my head anyway?”

For a moment it had seemed as though Roman would offer another blatant witty rhetoric, his mouth moving quickly as though to form the first word. However, the words died on the creative side’s tongue, never to escape his lips. It was almost as though this magnificent display of royalty had suddenly been deprived of all sense of functionality, and therefore had been left to emote in the same manner that a guppy might had it just watched the movie “Jaws” for the first time. This little guppy named Rupert now faces two issues you see:

1.     Rupert is terrified of sharks.

2.     Rupert now has to deal with the repercussions of a large, electricity based object coexisting with him indefinitely among these murky depths.

However, before Virgil could comment on his companion’s sudden bout of inarticulate stupor, Roman sprinted past the divide into the kitchen and grabbed a spare post-it note from the fridge. Within mere seconds the note became closely acquainted with counter-top as Roman abandoned his normal Prince-like demeanour and instead opted to slam the poor piece of paper down onto the merciless marble below. In under a minute he was back at Virgil’s side, beaming wildly as he held the post-it note close: its back to Virgil.

“What?” Virgil snapped, his patience clearly wearing thin after witnessing the aforementioned fiasco.

It was then that Roman raised the post-it note up high in the air, directly in line with Virgil’s head as though the thing were a magical crown, levitating high above its awaiting recipient.

“Roman, I swear to whatever deity there is, if that says ‘shorty’ I’m burning ever last single one of your Disney movie posters and/or merchandise.”

As Virgil took a step back to see what Roman had written he braced himself for some form of insult; a short short-joke at his expense. What he hadn’t anticipated, however, was a small yellow post-it note with the words “2 inches” scribbled hastily onto it.

“I hate you with every inch of my being,” Virgil muttered.

“Ah, so not very much then?”

With that Virgil stormed out of the room.

~ ~ ~

Tag List: 

@tinydemonwriter @lunamay2006 @not-so-innocent-bi-sander @twentyoneparades-to-panic-at @sniffingoutmywilltolive @iaminmultiplefandoms  @2queer2deer @kaymischief25 @kittyboof8 @anxioussmiles @shygirl4991 @nyxwordsmith @purplepatton @anniemiku @oliviaisnotlistening @loverofpizzaandallthingssweet @hanramz-the-fander 

Note: Thank you to the amazing @edashma for proof-reading this train-wreck.

This chapter is intended to be an introductory chapter as apposed to an eventful one, but hopefully those of you who read to the end still found it enjoyable! This installment will likely be the shortest in the series. If there’s any errors/improvements you think can be made, please let me know! I love feedback!

[dugo838]

Understanding Dental Anxiety: Causes, Effects, and Coping Strategies

Dental anxiety refers to the fear or apprehension experienced by individuals when faced with dental procedures or visits to the dentist. This anxiety can range from mild unease to severe phobia, often stemming from various factors such as fear of pain, past traumatic experiences, embarrassment, or loss of control. Understanding the root causes of dental anxiety is crucial for both patients and dental professionals. This article explores the underlying factors contributing to dental anxiety, its potential effects on oral health and overall well-being, and provides practical coping strategies and techniques to manage and alleviate dental fear. By addressing dental anxiety proactively, individuals can overcome barriers to seeking necessary dental care, ensuring optimal oral health and improved quality of life.

[fish-food-s]

Mutuals AU part 4

part 1/previous/next

Let my boys sulk ok

If you want to be added to the taglist, send me an ask or a message instead of asking in the notes, thanks!

 @applecannibal @sleepyssnail @imaflashcard @veryvirginvirgil @trixie85592 @toujours-fidele @deceitthesnakelord @anastasialestina @aliferous-ly @wolfieiscool @idiotauthor @theshipqueenarrives @here-to-vent @sassysoysauce @officiallyobsessor @blugh-blu @iaminmultiplefandoms @xxxamerican-psychoxxx @poly-positive-sanders-sides @xxladystarlightxx @pendragonqueen09 @aesthetic-vs @hellomusicalnerdhere @ijustreallylovesanderssides @sanderstalker @creepy-crawly-death-dealer @darknightvirgil @madly-handsome @i-can-explain-really @heir-of-the-founders @valeriebevill1999 @amuthefunperson @lamp-calm-sanders @thatonenerdtm @reba-andthesides @nerdtandgeeky @fae-sanders-fan @phander-sides @phantomfander @0angelicmelody0 @poisonedapples @impatentpending @emily-klaine @fantazyiskey @phangirlandkilljoy @lacrimosathedark @scarletnoiryt @shadowjag @soft-mama-dragon @ihavetoomanybooks @chill-and-gay @thomasthesandersengine @accio-bowtie @sassy-in-glasses @redundant-statements-for-400 @justanotherpurplebutterfly @samuelcwboslyn @funsizedgremlin @weak-i-pedia @artistgracie @accio-hufflepuff-power @confinesofpersonalknowledge @hope-dreamer @fandom-crazy-797 @illiani @yourworstnightmare999 @cisnesincorbata @fef56b-beth @soft-mama-dragon @illogical-anxieties @smokeyrutilequartz @galaxy-warping @notveryglittery @all-da-fandoms @samidaboss3 @itsthemoooooooooon @depressed-alone @just-fic-me-up @internallyexplodingrainbows @the-prince-and-the-emo @nicistrying @depressed--and--underdressed @dorkanddrearykay @couch-potato-1890 @jose2bjose @doesntseemsotroubling @myfourstrangesons @chaos-goddess4 @completley-logical @theoperaghostsstudent @anxioussmiles @gaythingsingayplaces @sierrartt @bestbluebouquet @v-doodles   @pansexual-cat @cadefailure @a-whole-lot-of-screaming @iris-sanders-athena @allaboutthemsides @nepturanus-thy-planet @allycat31415 @imthemaja @divinemammal @fedorafreak15

[youtuberswithalex]

So as you can see by the date, I drew this quite a while back (like 2 weeks ago), and I realized I never posted this, so… better late than pregnant am I right lmao

This is for a future part of the Toddler Virgil AU where Virgil gets chickenpox.

Writing Masterpost – Ko-Fi Writing Commissions -- A Little Anxious, Part One

A Little Anxious Taglist:

@ccecode

@phander-trash

@marvel-sanders-trash

@fantazyiskey

@sylveon-lover-crazyfangirl1415

@a-very-optimistic-realist

@shattereddreamsamongotherthings

@imantisocialgetoverit

@max-is-tired

@modcarbz

@moist-astronaut

@whatamessofwords

@frigglishsprite413

@theonebornoffire

@vigilantvee

@justanotherpurplebutterfly

@romanasanders

@virgilcrofters

@sander-sideblog

@faacethefacts

@bubblycricket

@immacrazyfangirl

@virgil-my-diamond

@sanderstalker

@iridescentroyalty

@certifiedtrashxx

@ironwoman359

@randomslasher

@notalwaysthevillain

@gaythingsingayplaces

@hamilin-manuel-miranda

@rileyfirstname

@thatonesociallyawkwardfreak

@phlying-squirrel

@spectacled-renegade

@v-blue-writer

@ascreamingstrawberry

@moxieties

@scouttheoneandonly

@catnibbleism

@easy-meta-night

@haikyuupaladin

@sandersfanders

@honestlyabasicbitch

@jadekitten1

@ana-kurohi-vazquez

@icecoldparadise

@bunny222

@sanders-sidesside-blog

@sandersins

@creepy-crawly-death-dealer

@asymmetricalgarbage8888

@ravenclawicecream

@virgilcrofters

@notallpotatoesarefrenchfries

@wandering-wondering-aimlessly

@wildhorsewolf

@i-like-yellow-now

@artemispowell

@unikornavenger

@honestlyabasicbitch

@dennithekit

@heretoreadmyfics

@drimeth-of-bag-end

@raiseafuckingglass

@anxioussmiles

@pandapopgalaxy

@sleepyssnail

[youtuberswithalex]

I guess I have a couple of Toddler Virgil pieces I drew last week that I haven’t posted yet lmao. This one is based off of A Little Anxious Part One, when Logan’s talking to him and he’s chewing on his sleeve. The next one is from a later part that’s half written that I miiiiight post as a little preview.

I made this with pencil, pen, and crayon.

Writing Masterpost – Ko-Fi Writing Commissions

A Little Anxious Taglist under the cut (I think someone asked me to tag them a couple of nights ago that I lost in the notes??? Whoever you were, send me a message if you see this, I’ll add you ASAP):

@ccecode

@phander-trash

@marvel-sanders-trash

@fantazyiskey

@sylveon-lover-crazyfangirl1415

@a-very-optimistic-realist

@shattereddreamsamongotherthings

@imantisocialgetoverit

@max-is-tired

@modcarbz

@moist-astronaut

@whatamessofwords

@frigglishsprite413

@theonebornoffire

@vigilantvee

@justanotherpurplebutterfly

@romanasanders

@virgilcrofters

@sander-sideblog

@faacethefacts

@bubblycricket

@immacrazyfangirl

@virgil-my-diamond

@sanderstalker

@iridescentroyalty

@certifiedtrashxx

@ironwoman359

@randomslasher

@notalwaysthevillain

@gaythingsingayplaces

@hamilin-manuel-miranda

@rileyfirstname

@thatonesociallyawkwardfreak

@phlying-squirrel

@spectacled-renegade

@v-blue-writer

@ascreamingstrawberry

@moxieties

@scouttheoneandonly

@catnibbleism

@easy-meta-night

@haikyuupaladin

@sandersfanders

@honestlyabasicbitch

@jadekitten1

@ana-kurohi-vazquez

@icecoldparadise

@bunny222

@sanders-sidesside-blog

@sandersins

@creepy-crawly-death-dealer

@asymmetricalgarbage8888

@ravenclawicecream

@virgilcrofters

@notallpotatoesarefrenchfries

@wandering-wondering-aimlessly

@wildhorsewolf

@i-like-yellow-now

@artemispowell

@unikornavenger

@honestlyabasicbitch

@dennithekit

@heretoreadmyfics

@drimeth-of-bag-end

@raiseafuckingglass

@anxioussmiles