seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from Netherlands
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
seen from Bangladesh
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from China
REMILE NATION HOW ARE WE DOING TONIGHT???????????
THEY'RE IN A VIDEO TOGEHTER! LOOK AT THEM! MY BABYS! ALSO MORE SLEEP CONTENT! I AM LITERALLY ALWAYS HAPPY TO SEE MORE SLEEP CONTENT I ADORE THEM!
(I know it's not actually Picani in the video, let a man have his dreams /j)
It’s not like he’s looking at Patton or anything
Roman, in the tune of Uptown Funk: I'm too hot!
Logan: *gets up and turns down the heat*
Roman, internally: Yeah, okay, I guess he doesn't know that song
The next day—
Remus, in the tune of Uptown Funk: I'm too hot!
Logan, looking Roman dead in the eyes: Hot damn.
Roman: *gasp*
BETRAYAL.
[Virgil, quietly: Guess we know who Logan's favorite twin is...]
royaliceit inspired by THIS POST :P
(i did a little fic too)
@notveryglittery
Virgil: Hey, here's the five bucks you lent me
Roman, starry eyed: Your love is payment enough, my dear
Virgil:
Virgil: So can I keep my five bucks then
Flirting, Fighting and Faking Your Way Through College Pt. 3
Summary: Virgil goes for a walk but it’s not exactly as he expected. He goes to our favourite nerd for advice.
A/N: The writing and story pacing and plot in general are all over the place but I’m a gay mess so...
Story Text:
Virgil needed a walk.
After 3 hours with the shoulder angel and demon that were Emile and Remy, Virgil felt like he’d gotten nowhere. His anxiety meant he didn’t have the guts to simply ask Roman out but it also meant the flirting was becoming exhausting and intimidating. If you asked him this was a recipe for disaster, Roman was probably just pulling some practical joke on him anyway. He couldn’t actually like him, he wasn’t cute, he wasn’t nice and no way was he Roman’s type. Virgil had seen the type of guys and girls Ro had gone home with and dated in the past; Jocks, theatre kids, classic pretty boys, cute girls, cheerleader types. Virgil wasn’t any of that. He was a gothy art student sophomore here on a scholarship, with no discerning qualities, minus crippling anxiety and depression. Yeah, grade-A boyfriend material Virge.
So.. here he was... walking and...guess that fall weather finally decided to kick in because - rain! He shut his eyes and faced the sky, letting the water run over his skin. He didn’t care anymore, this was nice, so what if his nice jeans were getting soaked. He sighed, maybe he could just stand here forever and then he wouldn’t have to deal with the amazing but oh so obnoxious Roman Prince. But ah, if only reality were that kind. As soon as the thought entered his mind, there was Roman, as if summoned by it.
“Goodness JD-lightful, what are you doing out in the rain like this?! You’ll catch a cold!” He pulled him under the red umbrella he was carrying and smiled down at the smaller man, fussing over him and offering him his jacket. Virgil swiftly declined but smirked and moved in closer to his side. “If I got sick would you take care of me Ro?” He winked. Roman just laughed and put an arm around his shoulder, pulling him in closer. “I’ll always take care of you kitten,” Now if ask him Virgil will deny it with every bone in his body but, he did actually squeak at the nickname. This was too much, it was exhausting, he hated it, but boy, did he love it.
“Hey Lo, when’s our next landscape design class?”
Logan Crofter was startled out of his thoughts by a familiar but tired voice, his dormmate wore an exhausted expression and an even more exhausted hoodie. Virge had had a bad night by the looks of it. “Um hello Virgil, I understand this probably is not the news you would like to hear right now but...it’s in 30 minutes,” and as the words left Logan’s mouth Virgil collapsed down into the bench he was sat at. Lo placed a tentative arm around the smaller man’s shoulder and smiled slightly when he leaned into the embrace.
“Hey, I’m definitely no Patton but if you want to talk about it I’m right here Virge,” he said running a hand through his friends hair.
“I-I it’s just like, I don’t-,” The sophomore took a deep breath, trying his best to control the emotions bubbling up inside him. “Just the assignment’s due this week and I have three extra shifts and I ran out of pills last night and Roman’s being, well, Roman and it’s all- it’s all just-“ V buried his head further into his serious roommate’s shoulder and finally let go the tears that had threatened to break the surface all morning. Believe it or not, Virgil loved Logan’s advice most. The stoic and cynical man was a huge help in moments like this. He always made sense, always let him cry but always called him on his shit and always made sure that he didn’t overthink the problems he was facing. After about a minute of sobbing and comforting, Logan finally spoke, lifting Virgil’s head to face him and wiping tears from his cheeks. “You’re okay V, breathe, let us come up with a plan. In fact, here’s what we’re gonna do-“ The ‘plan’ mostly consisted of coffee, surviving Prof. Stokes’ class, promising to walk to the pharmacy afterwards and laughing at Roman, but boy did it help. By the end of 20 minutes and for the first time all week, Virgil was smiling. “Hey Lo, um thanks man. For all this I mean... and the latte I swear I’ll pay you back,”
Logan simply chuckled and shook his head “Let’s get to class,”
Virgil grinned and wiped one last tear from his face. “Nerd,”
Part 4: https://vixtricksandfanfics.tumblr.com/post/189754148931/flirting-fighting-and-faking-your-way-through
Pt. 2: https://vixtricksandfanfics.tumblr.com/post/188105222756/flirting-fighting-and-faking-your-way-through
Pt. 1: https://vixtricksandfanfics.tumblr.com/post/188041128031/flirting-fighting-and-faking-your-way-through
Patton: (unbuttons polo one button more than usual because it's hot out)
Logan, completely straight-faced: Whore.
Patton:
Patton: (unbuttons the next button just to see what will happen)
Embarrassing Music #2
Roman: (sneaking around for weeks, trying to catch Virgil listening to 'embarrassing' music)
Roman: *hears faint music*
Roman, quietly: Yes!
Roman: *follows music*
Roman: *peeks into Virgil's room through camera lenses*
Virgil: *in a crop top and short shorts, cleaning up his room, also dancing and singing along*
Virgil:
That's how we come and go
That's how we roll, roll
With a little heart and soul
yeah, yeah, yeah
Roman: *lights up bright red, frozen*
Virgil:
One love, I won't forget it
One life, I won't regret it
One chance for one last dance tonight
toniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight
Roman: *deletes recording, backs away, sinks down into his room*
Roman: *screeches into pillow*
