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I am trying (and failing) to make circle when crochet instead of doing my final how are you? Are you excited for tomorrow? :D

I'm alright!! I'm tired akdnsjsj and I'm also crocheting hehe I'm working on my cardigan instead of working on studying for my various tests tomorrow. I'm def excited for tomorrow!!! Also very stressed bc of school but it's ok alsnsj I'll manage

[killing-all-joy]

"I'd kill for a coffee, literally" and “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.”? With anyone.

(cw: mentions of murder, mentions of guns and threats, swearing, alcohol)

Virgil contemplated screaming.

He was too considerate to, of course, since it was six in the morning and everyone else was asleep. Nevertheless, he was awake, and he was really, really angry.

Usually, he went to bed between two and four in the morning and slept as long as his fellow sides would allow him to. His brain was being a terrible monster this morning, though, and after only three hours of sleep, he’d been woken up with no chance of getting back to dreamland.

In other words, he would kill for a coffee.

Unfortunately for him, there was no coffee in the mindscape kitchen. They had run out. Virgil had his head against the counter, desperately wishing to scream or cry. He could do neither without waking up his fellow sides, which he did not want to do.

Virgil heard footsteps descending the staircase. He didn’t bother looking up, caring too little about anything besides his lack of coffee.

He felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Are you alright, Virgil? You’re normally asleep at this time.”

It was Logan’s voice. Logan’s cold, monotonous, calming voice that was a bit deeper than usual because he had clearly just woken up and was very blatantly not the sound of coffee. Virgil groaned.

“You seem troubled.”

Virgil’s head snapped off the countertop. He glared at Logan dead in the eye and fumbled his hand around for the instant coffee.

“I’d kill for a coffee, literally,” growled Virgil. “Give me a gun and I’ll do it. But...”

He opened the canister and held it up to Logan.

“No fucking coffee.”

Logan raised an eyebrow. “That does seem concerning.”

“‘Seem concerning’? It doesn’t seem concerning, it will be the instrument of my demise!”

“Please do leave the dramatics to Roman.”

Virgil almost made an animalistic noise at him, but restrained himself so no one else would wake and scold him for his drama. He racked his brain for a solution to his current predicament.

An idea came to him. While the sides consumed a lot of coffee, the liquor cabinet didn’t get as much attention. He walked over to it and opened it, bringing out the vodka. He brought out a glass, not caring about the size, and started to fill it with vodka.

However, someone took the bottle of vodka away from him.

“Ah, no,” said Logan, taking the cap from the counter and putting it back on. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.”

“It’s my only solution, L,” Virgil replied. He picked up his glass. “Hopefully this will be a good substitute.”

“Virgil!”

Logan snatched the glass out of his hand, some vodka sloshing onto the floor. Neither cared to pick it up.

“You’re supposed to be anxiety, can you please consider for one second what this could do to Thomas?” Logan said angrily.

Virgil rolled his eyes.

“I do not have the energy to deal with this at this time of morning,” muttered Logan under his breath.

“Then get us some fucking coffee,” suggested Virgil sarcastically.

“Only Roman has the ability to conjure coffee,” said Logan, looking a bit upset about that too.

Virgil shrugged. “Let’s wake him, them.”

“He’ll be so angry that he won’t conjure any for us out of spite.”

“Do you have a gun?” asked Virgil. “I will hold one to his head and threaten him for it.”

Logan shook his head. “No. We must find another solution to our predicament.”

“My predicament. The solution to which is vodka.”

“One, I want coffee too, so it is also my predicament. Two, no.”

Footsteps were heard descending the staircase again. Virgil and Logan turned to see Janus enter the kitchen. He looked at the two, then the empty coffee canister on the counter, then the vodka bottle beside Logan, and then the vodka glass in his hand.

“I think I’m the only one out of the three of us who got proper sleep last night,” stated Janus correctly. “It wouldn’t be a fantastic idea for you to both go back to bed.”

“I can’t sleep.” Virgil protested.

“I have to work this morning.”

Janus rolled his eyes. “Logan, I can tell Thomas that you needed to sleep. Virgil, Logan has great sleep techniques I’m sure he’d be happy to share. If I see either of you in here again for the next four hours, I won’t be very angry.”

The two complied with incomprehensible muttering. They trudged out of the living room and to the staircase.

“Goodnight,” said Janus, taking the glass of vodka from Logan’s hands.

He downed it in one gulp.

~

Thanks for the prompt! I hope you liked it.

[taxicabinmemphis]

"Be careful" with roman+ anyone?

Virgil was putting almost all of his weight on Roman as they left the Imagination. One of Roman’s arms was around Virgil’s waist and his other was holding Virgil’s hand. Virgil was clutching his side, trying to stop the bleeding.

“I should have never asked you to join me,” Roman muttered under his breath.

“What’s done is done,” Virgil replied, wincing. “Would it be okay if we go to your room instead of mine? It’s closer and there’s less anxiety.”

“Of course, Virge.”

They reached Roman’s room. The princely side let go of Virgil’s hand to open the door, but this action made Virgil lose his balance.

Roman caught him—the door only partly open—and helped Virgil regain his balance. Making a fast decision, Roman released his grip on Virgil’s hand a second time and used it to pick Virgil up bridal style. He kicked his door the rest of the way open.

“Roman...are you sure you won’t drop me?” Virgil asked weakly, a blush on his face. His arms were around Roman’s neck.

“You’re light as a feather, sweetheart,” Roman assured him. “And I don’t have to walk much farther.”

He walked into his room and set Virgil down on his bed. He gestured to the side, making an unsuspecting Logan appear.

“Roman! What have you called me for?” he exclaimed. “Can’t you warn a side?!”

Roman shook his head. “I don’t know how to medically attend to people. Considering you know a lot of important things, I figured you’d be able to help Virgil?”

“Virgil...” Logan’s eyes widened as he approached the barely conscious side. “What happened?”

“Dragon Witch.”

“Oh,” Logan replied softly. “I can tend to him.”

“Thank you, Logan,” Roman and Virgil said in unison, one voice much weaker than the other.

“Roman...I think I’ll get blood on your sheets,” Virgil said quietly. “Maybe you should move me?”

Roman scoffed. “Blood? On my sheets? That’s the last thing I’m worried about, love. I can always change them. And you take precedence over everything.”

Virgil blushed. “Okay.”

“Now, I think I have a Dragon Witch to fight,” Roman said, leaning over Virgil. “So, get well soon and let Logan treat you, alright, darling?”

“Alone?”

“If I really need to, I can take Remus,” Roman said, quelling Virgil’s anxieties. “Don’t worry about me.”

“I can’t help it,” Virgil said, sporting a weak smile.

Roman sighed. He placed a kiss to Virgil’s forehead and ran his hand through his bangs.

“Get well soon, mi amor.” Roman looked to Logan. “Please try your best to heal him.”

Logan nodded. Roman walked to the door and unsheathed his sword.

“Roman?” Virgil asked. “Be careful.”

“For you, Starlight? Anything.”

~

Hope that was what you wanted! Thanks for the ask :)

[rufuslupislupis]

*Gives you a shiny sticker and a cool rock* :D

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[ademonwithinternet]

Hello! Do you have any song recommendations? (I hope you feel better soon!)

hhh yes song recommendations

dark days by PUP-- just the most relevant song right now and i love it and it’s perfect and the vibes are unparallelled

ashes by celine dion: she’s FUCKING GOOD OKAY?? (also the music video has deadpool dancing and just-- just go watch it. you will thank me)

dear god by XTC-- just,, hmm. just a good song. a think-y song.

whatever you do by brandi carlile-- watch me c r y

[notafrogblog]

Hi hi. *hands you a plant*

:O Plant!! Thank!!

[somehow-i-got-an-account]

Hey bestie I want to change my theme but idk what type of theme I should do got any ideas?

Hey!! I feel like mayhaps I missed this but maybe I just forgot what your theme looks like akfnjske but uhm do you mean like the mobile one or like your url one?

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[somehow-i-got-an-account]

My hc about u is that you know how to rollerskate. U seem like the type of person that rollerskates, but not in like, a roller derby way. You just vibe :]

:DD I do have rollerskates :]] and I also ice skate (I'm better at ice skating akdn but I like rollerskating too)