will late submissions be allowed after the event has ended? ive got one or two fics i'd want to finish but i won't have time today cause im hoping i'll manage a fic for todays prompt
Yeah, I'll be accepting submissions after the week is over!
Plot: Virgil is attempting to finish Patton's makeup for Pride
Words: 971
Notes: uhh barely edited, like only a smidge. day 1 prompt was 'hold' i am in fact late i am not in fact surprised. Patton đ€ me - getting distracted by things out the window
AO3
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âHold still.â
âSorry!â Patton said, whipping his head back to position.
Virgil glanced out the window to see it was a squirrel running along a branch outside of it that caught Pattonâs attention this time. Maybe he should be annoyed, but he couldn't help just being endeared.
âIt's fine, Pat.â he said, returning to the eye shadow.
âYou gotta make it easier on our dear emo, Pattycake, it's already so hard for him to remember that eye shadow goes above the eye.â Roman said, ironically focusing on the eye shadow he was blending out under Logan's eye.
âAsshole.â Virgil mumbled.
âHey,â Patton frowned.
Virgil ignored him in favor of turning to Roman and very maturely sticking his tongue out at him. Roman gave a sly smile and dove in for a lightning quick attack of pressing a peck to the hinge of Virgilâs jaw.Â
âWait!â Virgil pulled back but was too late to dodge, he quickly grabbed the nearest mirror to check the damage.
âOh, calm down Scare-bear, I dodged your glitter.âÂ
Virgil confirmed that he, in fact, did, but the transfer-proof lipstick he was wearing had failed. Only slightly, Virgil wiped off the speck easily but it was the principle of the matter.
His attention was drawn back to Patton by way of his giggling. Logan next to him was looking with fond amusement, eyes darting between the three of them.
Virgil huffed, âCome on, let's finish so we can leave at a reasonable time.â Heâll be damned if he put glitter on his face only for them to miss the entire pride event. That wouldnât happen, probably, but Virgil was nothing if not at least a little nervous about something all the time.
âFine fine, I'll stop distracting you.â Roman conceded, âI'm sure you need your full concentration to work against your every instinct, dealing with pastels like that.âÂ
Virgil only rolled his eyes, opting to return to Pattonâs face. He settled back into the zone easy enough, subconsciously tuning out the movement of Roman doing Loganâs make up beside them. It was only when he was completely zoned in on the final part of the pastel rainbow that his canvas suddenly moved again.
âPatton.â
âSorry!â Patton jumped, âThere was a sparrow- outside it was- It's gone now, sorry.â he said, sheepishly.
Any irritation he had evaporated instantly, âIt's fine. I pulled the brush away in time and it's all stencils anyway so weâre good.â
âI'll stay still.â He said, somehow with confidence, and Virgil loved him so much, but he did not believe him for a moment.
âThis part is nearly done, but I really do need you to hold still for the dots.â Patton had requested pastel hearts in rainbow order across his cheeks, which was easy enough being that they already had stencils on hand for that, and then little white dots, almost freckle like. They wouldn't be particularly hard to do but they would be very easy to mess up.
Patton nodded, âI'll be still.â
Logan must've had the same lack of trust in the sentiment because he reached over and grabbed Pattonâs hand, squeezing for a moment, and Virgil had an overwhelming urge to lurch forward and⊠kiss them? Bad idea, considering the make up. He should at least finish it before he ruins it. Well, he hadn't put on Patton's lip tint yetâŠ
Now who's distracted? He shook his head in an attempt to clear it and returned to finishing the final heart. He did so, and proceeded to peel off the stencils and add the white speckles with little fanfare. Loganâs hand holding idea must've worked to keep their boyfriendâs attention occupied.
Patton made a chirp in excitement at seeing himself in the mirror after Virgil had finished, gushing over the look and flustering Virgil with praise.
âAnd done.â Roman announced, somehow having not gotten distracted by Pattonâs joy. He held up the mirror to Logan and immediately looked to Patton so he could start with his teasing praises at Virgilâs work, âOur bundle of darkness really isn't allergic to color, it's a miracle.â
Patton meanwhile quickly got distracted again, âOh oh oh! you're so pretty!â Patton all but gasped at Logan's more glam look.
Logan opened his mouth to speak but only managed a strangled noise at finally seeing Patton, having managed to look straight forward the entire time he was having his makeup done. âVirgil is very talented.â is all he said, eyes not leaving Patton while looking a bit like he was staring at the sun.
âIndeed,â Roman said, âIt takes true talent to somehow manage to add to the beauty of Pattonâs already perfect face.â
âA mastery of the art form,â Logan agreed.
âI am not wearing enough foundation to handle complimentsâ Virgil said, face ablaze.Â
âBut you did such a good job we can't help it!â Patton said, noticeably flushed himself, only adding to the look.
Virgil barely resisted the urge to bury his face in his hands else heâd smudge his own make up. âWe should go if we're ready.â He said instead.
âOh, fine.â Roman sighed. And Logan stood to gather last minute things, making sure they had water bottles and granola bars and the like.
A few minutes later, Virgil caught Patton staring out the window again, but he didn't interrupt him this time. Patton startled a bit when he noticed Virgil staring, but he smiled, âThere's a butterfly.â He explained and indeed there was, but Virgil only gave it a glance, far happier to enjoy his own view.
âStop being sappy, we're ready to go.â Roman interrupted, causing them both to blush.Â
Patton giggled adorably while Virgil scoffed, âThat's rich coming from you, you're the sappiest of us all.â
âI accept that title with honor, now come on, Logan's already in the car.â