#qpr prinxiety

[lord-of-the-lies]

Virgil and Roman in a qpr have not left my head. help

[lord-of-the-lies]

qpr prinxiety thank you for coming to my ted talk

[alchemist-shizun]

So I have some ideas I never remember to write down for fics

- this one AU I’m actually working on that I’m stuck with world building because it’s going to be a little intricated

- qpr prinxiety because I do need some of it

- a fic about anything but with janus that uses snek/sneks as neopronouns because fuck you I want that with my life (let me accompany that to roman using ro/royals because that sounds so fucking perfect)

- anaroceit/prinxieceit I don't know the name help me because yes but the only issue is I have literally no ideas in my little head so this will wait (no wait maybe I had an idea but I forgot to write it down)

[romanberry]

This video has absolutely fueled our queerplatonic prinxiety agenda and i for one am LIVING

[notveryglittery]

alright ok ok ok it's been a whole ass week of Missing Virgil On Main and *then* i got hit with missing roman too, so i guess it's time for some fluffy prinxiety head canons or whatever idk kljhasd

- (platonic) virgil and roman always trying to wingman for one another. like, roman can't confess his feelings to patton bc he keeps trying to make sure he can do it Perfectly? nah, virgil's setting them up on a blind date at The most romantic place in town and if he doesn't get a text from roman that's just keysmashes and heart emojis, then he's going to tell patton himself (/half-j). virgil's positive the cute boy in his astronomy class couldn't possibly like him back? roman reminds virgil literally every hour that logan took virgil out stargazing on the night of a meteor shower and brought a picnic full of virgil's favorite snacks and "if that's not a date, i don't know what is" until roman like actually just goes to logan to get it straight (hah) from the source. (patton and logan think this is hilarious and endearing and very sweet)

- (qpr) literally would not be where they are without the other, like. meeting might not have been *super* great and they didn't get along all that well initially but y'know ~prinxiety enemies to lovers~ or something and now it's like, they Can Not Imagine Life Any Other Way. and there is so much physical affection - virgil *loves* when roman scratches his back, or plays with his fingers, or tangles their legs together in bed. roman abso-posi-lutely *melts* when virgil combs his hands through roman's hair, or drapes himself over roman's shoulders, or buries his face in roman's neck to avoid the sun rising in the morning. one day they'll live together in their own perfect little home, with disney posters and spider curtains and squishmallows as throw pillows and fairy lights, and it'll be warm and perfect and *theirs*

- (intended romantic, not gonna stop u from reading it qpr) there is one thing roman has never been so absolutely sure of and that is that he's going to marry virgil someday. like, not to be a Sap On Main, but virgil is his other half. the puzzle piece he didn't know he was missing. there's Before Virgil and After Virgil, and roman never ever wants to go back. on the other side of this, you've got virgil who *will* be a Sap On Main, thank you very much bc damn does roman deserve every single kind thing that could ever be said about/to him and like hell virgil won't make sure to do so at every given moment. there won't be a dry eye in the house after their vows, and the cake will be red velvet or maybe chocolate or maybe both, and the music at the reception will be disney *and* mcr, and they'll fail miserably at their first dance as husbands (husbands!) together, but it'll be perfect and patton will help them scrapbook it, and weddings might be ""outdated pageantry"" but roman's the exception and roman makes sure that virgil knows every day how loved he is and it's soft and nice and yeah

[thouroghly-inconsequential]

A self indulgent qpr prinxiety fic because apparently I write now!

Warnings: vague mentions of depression and mildly implied thoughts of suicide, but it is by no means explicit. Cuddling, a very ace/aro fic so if you’re exclusionist, your time would be better spent re-educating yourself into not being an asshole! (Also please let me know if I missed anything!)

Sandersides oneshot, human au, kinda fluffy, could be seen as kinda angsty though. Genre up for interpretaion. Roman’s pov.

Roman always looked forward to spending time with Virgil. His stomach flipped with happiness at the thought of his best friend. Virgil was his best friend, the kindest man he’d ever known, and more than once got him through… less than fabulous periods. Not that he’d ever tell Virgil, the poor kid had so much stress piled up on him that Roman would hate to add to it. Confessing “you’re the reason I’m alive” to him? No thank you.

He paused his train of thought. This sounds hopelessly romantic. But he and Vee? They weren’t like that. Of course, everyone thought they were. Logan had asked Roman on multiple occasions (being his brother and all), Patton never outright asked, but he had suspicions, and Remi and Emile? Even they were curious as to the nature of Roman’s and Virgil’s relationship (but they were often too caught up in their own relationship to give a damn). In all honesty even Roman had at one point wondered if they were something more…

Something more? Over the growth of understanding his own identity, Roman had come to hate that phrase. Something more. More than what? Sure, it was more than “you’re fun to hang out with,” but it was also more than “I wanna do you.” It was more than “we’re friends” but it was also more than “Let me makeout with you in the rain.” Roman loved Virgil with the strength that movies only ever showed in romantic settings, but this wasn’t romance. He didn’t want that with Vee. The very thought made him feel sick. This wasn’t romance, this was so much more.

The doorbell rang. Roman sprang from his bed, and his train of thought, leaping down the stairs. And there he stood. The man himself. Virgil. Beautiful, perfect Virgil. He’d brought revision materials like Roman suggested, acting like they were actually going to work (spoilers: they weren’t).

“Heya, Princey.”

“Virgil!” he said with his usual fabulous flamboyance. He pulled Virgil into a tight hug, as though they’d not seen each other in years, despite the fact they last met up on Monday, and their last conversation had been all of three hours ago. Roman brewed some tea and the pair made their way up stairs.

Opening the door to his room, Roman said “feel free to sit anywhere.”

“Is that a coded way of asking me to sit on your bed and cuddle you? Given that it does take up, like a third of your floor.”

“Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe.” Roman pounced on his bed with all the elegance of a drunk elephant, with Virgil following. Within seconds they were curled up together, Vee scrolling through tumblr, and Roman playing some sort of dress up game (screw whoever said dress up games were for girls!). They didn’t talk much when they got like this, content just to feel the other’s warmth. What they did say was little, and gossipy.

“- thinks we’re dating too.”

“ugh! I mean has she never heard of the word platonic!?” Roman honestly hated it whenever another person got added to the list of people that thought they were dating.

“I know, right?” Virgil said shuffling into Roman’s side as though it was possible to get any closer. “Like, I don’t! want! a romantic! partner!” Roman chuckled in agreement, the idea of romance was something he dearly loved. Participating in all that came with… less so. “I quite like the idea of a qpp though,” he continued.

“Qpp?”

“Queer platonic partner,”

“oh yeah, like participants of a qpr,” Was this Romans chance? Ever since he’d discovered what a qpr was, that feeling like that existed, he’d known that was what he felt for Virgil. That was why he felt weird giving others the same attention he gave Virgil! As though he was being unfaithful! And now was his to admit it! To say to Virgil how much he truly adored him, how he wanted to spend the rest of their lives together, how he hated that he couldn’t be honest about how he felt for fear of people thinking he had a crush on his best friend and how the notion of being romantic together made him sick in his mouth. Now was his chance to be honest! Or at very least to say “I quite like the idea of you being my qpp.”

But he didn’t. The pair just sat in silence. Roman fiddling with Virgil’s hair. And the pair slowly but surely, drifted off to sleep. Content in each other’s arms. No expectations, no awkwardness. Just honest and pure and powerful love, that could be properly discussed another day.

[princeyandanxiety]

QPRinxiety

(Inspired by @what-even-is-thiss‘s Sanders Sides quiz and me n @mira-jadeamethyst being Ro/Virge respectively SO HAVE SOME HCs)

- Roman meticulously plans for their like. 6 month anniversary. And probably writes a super sappy poem or song 

- Virgil sometimes just wanders into Roman’s room and curls up on his bed and Roman just reaches over and gives his hand a squeeze as he walks past 

- they exchange makeup and various style tips 

- Roman takes Virgil on an adventure one time and it goes terribly and they end up cuddling on Ro’s bed after having hot cocoa and some of Patton’s daily cookies. 

- Virgil and Roman listen to their various music tastes together 

- Roman admits his insecurities and Virgil kind of understands the parts about playing the role but doesn’t fully understand some other parts but hugs him through it anyway 

- Roman drags Virgil out of his room sometimes because Virgil’s room affects him negatively too but Virgil forgets that when he’s caught up in a dark thought spiral