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hi there!!! i’ve been reading your work recently and wow, i love everything you’ve written that i’ve found!!! do you think that i could maybe, possibly be added to your general tag list?? thank you so much!!!! úwù

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Hey! Do you mind adding me to your general taglist? I’ve loved everything you’ve written so far!

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holding on

part one here

wordcount- roughly 1.2k

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The clock on the wall is too loud. The ticking is relentless, echoing around in Virgil's head. He sits quietly at his desk, hoodie up, trying to listen to the words that his teacher is saying to his class.

He sighs, knowing it's hopeless. All that he can hear anymore is the ticking. He wonders how many more of those he has to deal with until the period is over.

But class draws on.

"You look… bothered," a voice near him drawls, which doesn't really help, because now he's obligated to respond, and his head hurts, and he doesn't have the energy to be social right now, and-

"You're Virgil, right?" the voice persists, and Virgil forces himself to look at him.

Ah. It's just Ethan. "Yeah?" Virgil pauses, raising an eyebrow at him. "You ask me that as if we haven't been going to the same class for a year.

Ethan shrugs, smiling as innocently as a bastard such as himself can. Virgil doesn't really like Ethan. He's a smooth talker and an excellent liar, and he's used to getting what he wants.

"I just wanted to make sure you hadn't forgotten me. That would be most… unfortunate."

Virgil rolls his eyes at the unnecessarily emphatic way Ethan talks. He doesn't care for the spooky, dramatic vibe Ethan tries so hard to maintain. It makes him think of Roman, but evil. It's creepy. "Yeah, whatever. Why are you talking to me again?"

Ethan puts a hand to his heart, a mock look of hurt on his face. "I am simply wounded, Virgil! I just wanted to see what was bothering you."

Virgil grits his teeth. "That would be nice coming from anyone else, but we both know that you don't care. And I'm not interested in being entertainment, thanks."

Ethan doesn't say anything, just smiles and stares at Virgil, chin rested on his hands. Virgil tries to ignore it, but his gaze is sharp, and Virgil can feel it.

"If I tell you, will you go away?"

Ethan nods, grinning.

Virgil huffs out a breath. "I may have feelings for my best friend, okay? And it sucks. Especially because said friend and I have been friends for a long time."

Ethan examines the tips of the silk gloves he constantly wears. Virgil wonders why he's even telling him this in the first place- he's obviously not interested. He turns back to his open notebook, pages still unfilled.

"What's he like?"

"I- what?"

"Your, ah, friend," Ethan smirks. "What's he like?"

Virgil sighs deeply. "Well, his name is Roman, for starters-"

Ethan suddenly sits up straighter, grinning. "Roman? Roman Prince? Brother of Remus Prince?"

Virgil turns his head away from Ethan slightly. "...Yes?" He knows, on a fundamental level, that Remus and Roman are brothers, but when they get compared like that, it disturbs him a little bit. It's hard to believe they're related.

"Oh, I know all about him. He's the guy who always puts on plays at the community theatre! Oh, his hubris will be his downfall, mark my words." He pauses, taking in Virgil's expression. "Oh, but you're infatuated with him, aren't you. That's adorable."

Virgil crosses his arms, and focuses back on the teacher. He doesn't have the energy to get into a full out argument right now.

"Before you turn away, I have a… preposition for you."

"Don't care. Stop talking to me."

"No, no, you'll like it! It's a very good deal."

Virgil glares at Ethan, but there's no real bite. He's just tired. "What do you want?"

Ethan clicks his tongue. "Now, now, no need to get so defensive, Virgil," Ethan purrs. He smiles coyly. "I just want to help."

"Jesus christ, you're annoying. Cut the weird dramatics and just tell me what you want."

Ethan sighs, making a steeple with his fingers. "I want to pretend to be your boyfriend."

"Why the he-"

"Let me finish. You like Roman, yes?" He doesn't wait for an answer before continuing. "What are you going to do about it? Wallow in your own self-pity? Hope he magically falls in love with you? Surely you know that that won't work."

Virgil doesn't answer, and instead focuses on his chipped nails. He doesn't want to think about this. Sure, he knows that Ethan is right, but that doesn't mean he wants him saying it.

Ethan just nods. "That's what I thought."

Virgil glares at him. "And how will you being my fake boyfriend help with this in any way?

"I'm so glad you asked. See, your princely friend is, of course, the jealous type. Am I right?" He glances at Virgil, but the question is clearly rhetorical, because he doesn't wait for an answer. "Well, if Roman suddenly sees you with a boyfriend, we'll know right away if he returns your, ah, feelings."

Virgil bites his lip, eyeing Ethan warily. "And if he doesn't?"

"Do you know that old saying, 'you never know what you have until you lose it'?" Ethan leans in closer to Virgil, a sparkle in his differently-colored eyes. "We'll show him what it feels like to lose it." Ethan sits back into his original position, examining his gloves as if it never happened. "So do we have a deal?"

Virgil swallows. "What do you want in return?" he asks, staring determinedly at his desk. Ethan slides a slip of paper to Virgil's desk, presumably carrying his number.

"No cost."

-

Virgil will admit that he panicked. But really, it's very on-brand for him, what do you expect?

And yes, maybe letting himself be talked into pretending to have a boyfriend was a stupid idea, but Ethan is very convincing when he wants to be.

So now he's here. A liar. Sitting across from Roman at an ungodly hour while they both drink their coffee. This is a usual morning ritual for them, but today the air is different. Quieter. It's not necessarily a bad quiet, but it's suffocating Virgil.

This is what Virgil was looking forward to the least. The lying part. Lying, in his book, is already pretty bad, unless it's to protect someone's feelings. But this? This is just absolute fabrication for no real reason. And he hates it.

"So," is all Roman says. It's so off for him that Virgil wishes he would be loud and annoying like he usually is in the morning.

"So." Virgil doesn't have the energy to form a reply any more coherent than a simple echo. He stares down into the depths of his own coffee, pursing his lips to avoid speaking.

"He seems nice. Not exactly the type I thought you'd go for, but he's… interesting."

Virgil scowls slightly, but he's not even mad. "Yeah," he mutters, but doesn't say anything else.

"How'd you meet him?" Roman asks, and god, he's genuinely curious. "Is he nice?"

"He's in my English class."

Roman nods, putting down his cup and resting his head on his hands. He's silent for a long while, until he finally says, "If he hurts you… I'll gladly fight for you, Virgil."

Virgil blinks. He doesn't quite know how to respond to that. His heart twists in his chest.

Roman just smiles faintly, his thoughts clearly in a place that isn't here. Virgil wants to talk more, because he feels like he's leaving Roman hanging, but what can he even say?

"I need to go to class," Virgil mumbles. He stands up quicker than he means to, putting his cup down and walking out of the door as soon as he has his bag.

This is going to suck.

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Apologies for my belated update, it's been a day.

Taglist:

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@lacrimosathedark (i changed your idea just a bit, hope you don't mind úwù)

ah, gotta love that mood where you know what you want to write and how, and you actually want to write it for once, but for some freaking reason you just don't

#we stan relatable content #tho maybe this is just me lol #phoenix opens their cot dang mouth #but DONT WORRY #i am currently writing!!!#prepare to see more writing soon :)#maybe tonight #maybe tomorrow #itll be soon #how can writers write so much at once im shook

this week on things i think about a lot: deceit's name.

i think it should be ethan.

i dunno if someone else has already mentioned or talked about this, but here:

We already know that Logan and Patton's names come from logos and pathos respectively, which makes sense- they stand for the logic and the emotion.

but where is the showmanship? the character? ethos stands for the person themself- the way they hold themself, the way they talk. it's the presentation. honestly, that's what deceit's character is all about, right? presenting himself in a way that, despite his words, makes him look reliable and poised?

it would also complete the ethos/logos/pathos trinity, which i think would make sense.

i also laugh at the thought of deceit having such a dorky name.

anyway yeah that's my theory. if theres any justice in the world, i'll be right

thats all~!!

#phoenix opens their cot dang mouth #ts sides #ts deceit #ts theories #ig #idk #just some thoughts #i think about this a lot #i felt like i should share #<3

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(I tried to only use reds for my color pallete, and I dont hate how it turned out.)

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chocolate-truffle

holding on to shattered hope

sup nyall

this idea grabbed ahold of me and didn't let go.

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"Shut up." Virgil is laughing. "That's such a stupid idea, even for you."

Roman and Virgil are on the floor in Roman's living room. This isn't an uncommon sight- the pair of them have been best friends for years. But today. Today is special. Because today, they're 18, free from highschool, and boy, they don't need any drugs in order to get high.

"No, I'm serious! It's an amazing plan!" Roman is saying, rather enthusiastically, as he turns his head to Virgil. "26. Is that so unreasonable? If we aren't married by then, why not marry each other? We've been friends for years- we know all about each other." Roman pauses to breathe. "Plus, we'll get tax benefits." Roman says 'tax benefits' like it's a song, and Virgil snorts.

"Yeah, but what if one of us is in a relationship?" He looks over at Roman, eyes boring into his soul. "I'm not breaking up with my future boyfriend for you, Ro"

"Well who's gonna want to date you, anyway?" Roman teases, nose scrunching up with a smile.

Virgil shoves him, which doesn't really have any real impact, physical or emotional. Roman knows that his heart wasn't in it, not when he can still see the shadow of a smile in Virgil's eyes. "Shut up."

Roman just beams, the ever-present smug look still on his face. "So is it a deal?"

A pause. Virgil looks up at the ceiling, shaking his head. "I'm going to regret this, but yeah. It is."

-

Roman didn't mean to fall in love with Virgil, but really, what do you except of the man?

Roman has probably been in love with Virgil since before highschool ended, which yes, may have been the reason that he proposed the marriage at 26 idea in the first place, but it wasn't like he expected Virgil to go along with it!

And yes, perhaps it was a bad idea to let Virgil move in with him, but really, it's much easier this way. It is!

Roman almost winces at how horrible of a mess he currently is.

A part of him was hopeful that Virgil would stay single. 8 years alone didn't seem such an impossible wait when they had promised each other, but Roman knows better than anyone else that Virgil can be quite charming without meaning to.

Sigh.

Roman really wishes he hadn't fallen so hard for his best friend.

Especially now, sitting in front of Virgil's boyfriend. Virgil had wanted Roman to meet him before the two of them went out later, so here they all are. In Roman and Virgil's living room. Roman likes to keep himself looking groomed, but next to Virgil's boyfriend, he almost feels as if it isn't enough.

The dude is tall, and classy, and his eyes flash with a soft intensity that keeps Roman almost frightfully still in his seat. Virgil has talked about him before, but Roman always hoped that it wouldn't become serious.

The world really wasn't doing him any favors, now was it?

"I'm Ethan," the man says smoothly, leaning forward from his place on the sofa and extending a hand to Roman to shake. Roman does so, tilting his head ever-so-slightly away from Ethan's face.

"Roman. Charmed." He is not, in fact, charmed. He would make more of an introduction, but he's too busy taking in every possible detail that he can about Ethan- from the tilted beanie on his perfectly combed hair to the way his smile is almost amused, he doesn't like the guy. Or maybe he just thinks he shouldn't, and Ethan is actually very nice.

Roman has to bite his lip to stop himself from making any sort of rude comment. Not because he cares about Ethan's feelings, but because Virgil is right there, and an angry Virgil isn't a force to be reckoned with. Especially when you live with said force.

"Virgil talks well of you." Ethan has a patch of skin around his right eye that is slightly lighter than the rest of his skin. Roman is so focused on this that he almost forgets to be happy about what Ethan said.

"I'm sure he does," Roman grins, as soon as the words register. He puffs his chest out like a bird, standing up as straight as he can. "I am his best friend, after all." Roman was always one for dramatics.

Virgil, who is leaning quietly against Ethan, grins faintly at Roman, shaking his head. That's all Roman wants to see, anyway.

Ethan tilts his head slightly, musing silently to himself. "Well, it's nice to know that you're as self-assured as Virgil said you were."

"I aim to please," Roman says. It's not exactly untrue.

Ethan smiles politely. "Well," he says, standing up. "I think it's time that Virgil and I go. We have plans, after all." As if Roman needed a reminder. His smile is becoming strained.

Ethan extends his hand to Virgil, and he stands up, too. "I'll see you later, Ro," Virgil murmurs, walking away, out the door, fingers linked with Ethan's.

Roman clenches his fists and his teeth, rooted to the spot. He stares down at the floor, trying to calm the mass jumble of emotions in his head.

Roman's head is buzzing.

Virgil has a boyfriend. Great. Fantastic. It was going to happen at some point, but Roman just wishes that he had more time to prepare.

Because now, he's going to have to watch Virgil be happy with someone. Watch him love him. At some point, he might even move out, and move in with Ethan.

The thoughts leave a cavity in Roman's chest that he doesn't even want to think about right now.

But he's happy for them. He is! He really is.

At least, that's what he keeps telling himself.

Over.

And over.

And over again.

He doesn't have time for jealousy. He's too good for jealousy. It leads him down roads of hurt and up avenues of heartbreak.

And yet, whenever he closes his eyes, all he can see is the soft way Virgil smiles at Ethan, leaned against him on his couch- their couch- taunting him.

He doesn't know how he's going to deal with this without breaking his own heart.

lacrimosathedark

I hope it’s not rude if I just say how this got me thinking

I know usually these things with Deceit always end up with Deceit being a cheater and/or abusive or something, but tbh I just imagine Virgil going up to this bastard that’s in his college literature course and being like “Hey asshole, I know you’re a good actor I need a favor I’m kinda in love with my roommate/best friend and I want to make him jealous, wanna pretend to be my boyfriend?”

And Deceit’s just like “Depends, give me details”

And Virgil tells him about Roman but the moment Virgil says Roman’s name Deceit has to refrain from shouting DEAL right there because he and Roman are going for similar degrees and have a rivalry going in most of their classes so he’s like “oo yes I’ll get to mess with Roman in the short term, distract him in the long term, and pretend I’m dating a super cute guy in the meantime, and he’s not gonna get me to do this out of the “goodness” of my cold-blooded heart, it’s wins all around and I win most”

so he says “I’ll think about it”

And then shenanigans.

chocolate-truffle

OP I LOVE YOU

LIKE ACTUALLY

MY IDEA WAS ACTUALLY SO FAR AWAY FROM EITHER OF THESE CONCEPTS BUT I LOVE THIS SO MUCH???? AHVSNSN

im gonna sob can i use this in this story??? (i never liked making deceit a stereotypical villain, anyway. his character is much too complex and cleverly written to be simplified to an abusive partner)

#abuse mention #op i love you

me: :) alright time to keep writing the fic i committed to!! i already know where i want to go and-

my brain: or,,, you could,,, not,, and instead write,,, roman and virgil,,, in a good omens au,,,

me, holding back tears: why are you like this

#phoenix opens their cot dang mouth #im crying yall #why is writing so hard #ts sides #jqgwhgsjbs