Why Are You Doing This? (Virgil And Patton

Why are you doing this? (Virgil and Patton

Warnings: Kidnapping, Darkness, unsympathetic! Virgil (If I miss anything let me know!)

Darkness. There was nothing but darkness when he awoke. He couldn’t even see right in front of his face. To be fair, his glasses were missing, so that didn’t help things in the slightest.

“H-help!” He cried out, thrashing and squirming in whatever binded him. It felt cold, chains perhaps? “Help me! Please help me! I’m cold and scared!” He pleaded, thrashing around so much he fell on his side.

“Hey hey hey. Patton it’s okay,” a soft voice cooed, and a hand stroked through his hair. Patton cried out again when the hand tightened their hold, pulling on his hair. “Stop misbehaving or I’ll make you be good, got it.”

Patton cried out, tears filling his eyes. He whimpered and fell still, only relaxing when the hand released his hair and he heard them back away. He tried to figure out who was talking to him, but he couldn’t tell who it was exactly. He decided to take a guess, figuring it couldn’t hurt. “R-Roman? Is that you?” He whispered, not daring to be any louder than that.

He heard a snort, before he was smacked across the face. “You fucking idiot, don’t you dare compare me to that creative nuisance!” The voice snarled, and Patton instantly knew who it belonged to.

“Virgil! Virgil please let me go!” He begged, thrashing and wiggling once again. “Virgil honey please! Please stop this!” He felt a hand on his face, trailing down to brush against his lips. He sighed in relief, before the hand pulled away and slapped him hard enough to knock him over.

“Shut the fuck up Patton!” the voice, now known as Virgil, snarled. “Just shut the fuck up you bumbling idiot!”

Hands wrapped around his arms and hauled him back up, and he was sat down in a soft chair. Patton didn’t bother moving this time, whimpering in pain when a hand cupped his injured cheek.

“Patton please, stop making this difficult. You’re going to make this entire situation worse on yourself. I just need you to relax and stay here for a while, okay? Can you do that for me?” Virgil asked, running his fingers through Patton’s hair.

“W-Why?” Patton sniffled, tears slowly dripping down his cheeks. “Why are you doing this?”

Patton heard Virgil take a breath, and he felt a light kiss to his cheek. It was so light Patton questioned if it even happened. “Please….please tell me why.”

“You’re a bad influence,” Virgil said eventually, pulling away from Patton altogether. “You’re morals are too strong and overpowering. Everything goes your way in the end, and that’s not good all the time. Thomas missed out on so much because of your moral high ground, just like he missed out on the callback. We need to reel you in Patton, and you need to be trained on when and where to use your morals. Thomas is allowed to be selfish sometimes, ya know? Well….apparently you don’t, but worry not, I’m going to help you learn.”

Patton felt Virgil moving away and he heard soft footsteps walking away from him. His fear spiked and he cried out again. “W-wait! Please I’ll be better! I’ll be better, please don’t leave me!” He shrieked, choking on a sob.

“I have no choice Patton. Goodnight, I’ll see you in the morning, okay?” Virgil whispered, not wanting to speak any louder with the door open. “I love you and I wish there were a better way.”

Patton heard the door click shut and he started sobbing again, unable to hold back his cries. He was alone and scared, fearing the unknown. He wondered what was going to happen to him, and what Virgil meant by training. He wanted to go to his room and hide, but he had no idea where Virgil was keeping him. He felt so alone and so tired.

Patton felt his eyes slipping shut and he realized how exhausted he was. He tried to stay awake, fearing what would happen if Virgil came back to see him asleep. He didn’t last too much longer though, and soon he was forced to rest, unable to stay awake any longer.

How did you even get up there!? (Platonic Dukexiety)

"How did you even get up there!?" Virgil cried out, his eyes wide with shock and awe. "How are you gonna get down from there!?"

Remus cackled, hanging on the edge of the fridge. "I'm never coming down!" He chirped, looking at the lining of pillows around the fridge. He did stumble a bit, causing Virgil to freak out and try to grab him.

“Remus! Get your ass down here right now! Come on, you’ll get hurt!” He pleaded, trying to reason with the borrower.

“I’ve done more dangerous stuff! I’m fine up here!” He assured, letting his toes hang over the edge. He almost fell, but he remained calm. I enjoy freaking this poor emo out too much.

“Yeah I know that! But when you did it last time you had a climby thingy with you!”

“A hook,” Remus supplied, grinning when Virgil grabbed at his hair.

“Last time you had a hook! Just come down Remus! Come on!”

Remus sighed internally, before his smile wided. He was giving this human one last scare. He backed up, before he ran, jumping off the fridge with eaze. “Geronimo!” He enjoyed the way the human screamed, feeling hands cup him as they fell onto the pillow covered floor.

“Never do that again! Are you fucking insane!?” His human cried, and he could feel the pounding heart pulsing in his chest.

“I’m perfectly normal! That was so much fun! Can I do it again?”

“NO!”

Zombies and Experiments

(If you have a better Idea for a title let me know lol......I’m drawing a blank)

Characters: Logan, Roman, Virgil

Join the Apocalypse!

Fae Patton and his treasures?

A Rotten Witch and his Just as Awful Familiar?

“Dr. Sharp! Subject 907 is being rowdy again. He listens to you and we need you to deal with it.”

Dr. Sharp sighed, standing up. “Fine, fetch Dr. Prince. I need his assistance.” He started on his journey to the lab. He passed by many subjects, most of them animals being tested for things like reactions to chemicals, shampoos, conditioners, and food additives.

He journeyed to the back and unlocked a special room. Only he anjd a select handful of people were given clearance to this room. In there laid a special subject called 907, or as his companion, Mr. Prince, had named him, Angel.

“Good morning Angel,” he greeted, earning a hiss in return. He expected that, sighing. “Why are you being rowdy again? You know you aren’t supposed to cause trouble.”

“F-Fuck you. I hate you.”

“You’ve said that before, yes.”

“You kidnapped me!” Angel hissed, his amethyst eyes glowing with rage. He was pissed, and his eyes were an easy indicator of his moods.

“I did no such thing, you were found by-”

“I’m here!” Mr. Prince called, running into the room. “Why is Angel fussing! Did someone give him the brown pellets again? You know he likes the grey ones!” He leaned against Dr. Sharp, humming. “So Logan, what’s up?”

“You know you aren’t supposed to call me that. I asked you to call me Dr. Sharp,” Logan corrected, sighing. “And No, I will not call you by your name either.”

“But why!? Logan sound so much better!” He whined, huffing. “Come on! Just call me Roman!” He huffed, opening the tank and grabbing Angel.

Angel wasn’t like any other creature they had, he was small, barely bigger than three inches and humanoid. In fact, had he been Logan and Roman’s size, he would have been considered human and never ended up here anyway. Shame.

He squirmed and kicked, trying to get free. He hissed and spat at Roman and Logan, hissing.

“We need to calm it down.....gods what is wrong with it?” Logan asked, plucking it out of Roman’s hands.

“Stop calling me Angel! Stop with the numbers and stop touching me!” Angel hissed, glaring.

“Fine, what do you want us to call you?” Logan asked, having had enough with this little....pest.

That had Angel freezing. He got to pick a name? Should he give them his name? It’s better than Angel. “Vi-Virgil,” He squeaked out, biting his lip.

Logan would have continued, had a loud alarm not started blaring above his head. He tensed, looking around. Suddenly the door burst open with Chella, who collapsed onto the floor.

“R-Run!” She cried out, blood oozing out of her leg. “Run while you still can! Get out of here!” She cried out, before a groaning could be heard behind her.

A middle aged man fell on top of her, his skin grey and eyes white as pearls. He started biting into her neck, eating her alive.

Roman almost threw up, before he grabbed Logan’s hand and bolted. They ran, Roman dragging Logan along with Virgil slowly being crushed in Logan’s hand.

This is our unlikely trio, ones who will be entering the wasteland full of human eating creatures? Are they cannibals, zombies, or something much worse? Who’s to say? All they know is now, they need to run. They need to get out of this place, less they end up food.

Underwater

Okay so this day 11 of @hiddendreamer67 October prompts but I really liked the idea and I had to finish it even though I didn’t have any time to do it on the actual day. I’m very bad at following daily prompts but please take this.

Also my first post on my new Tumblr blog! Yay!

Words: 1171

Warnings: Unsympathetic Patton, (brief) non-consensual kiss, Panic

Sand crunched softly under Virgil’s feet as he occasionally tossed stones into the rolling waves of the ocean, focused more on the water than what was around him. It wasn’t until he heard a small squeal coming from his left that he looked over and saw two kids crouched over a tide pool, one in green swim trunks and the other in red.

“Come on! Catch it!” the one in green exclaimed and shoved his brother’s shoulder, water dripped from his curls that were pointed in every direction and soaked band-aids were peeling off his skin, revealing scraps and scabs. The one in red had his hair pushed back out of his face and even from where he was standing Virgil could see the large freckles covering a good portion of his skin; he was pushing a plastic pail through the water, obviously trying to get something in it. 

Virgil rolled his eyes and chucked one of the smaller pebbles in his hand at the kid with the pail, “Hey! Leave the poor thing alone!”

The kid yelped as the pebble hit him and looked over his shoulder, eyes widening at being caught by an adult. Virgil tossed another, which bounced harmlessly against the green one’s head. “It’s an attack!” he shouted and he grabbed his brother’s arm and hauled him away, causing him to drop the pail as he did.

Virgil smirked at his accomplishment before taking careful strides closer to the pool, making sure to not accidentally step on anything. He bent over to pick up the pail, dumping the rest of the water back into the pool.

“Thank you!” a voice chirped from below. Virgil’s feet slipped out from under him as he jumped, making a startled screech. There was a soft giggle before the voice continued, “Oops! Sorry, kiddo, didn’t mean to scare you so badly.”

Virgil looked down into the pool for the first time. There, with his arms crossed over the stone edge, was a tiny merman. “Holy shit..”

“Not everyday you see one of me, huh?” He giggled again. Water splashed softly as his cerulean tail swished absentmindedly, “You really helped me though, getting rid of those little rascals, I’d be in some pretty hot water without you.”

Virgil was frozen for a moment as his brain processed the new sight before he finally processed the words and snorted, “Was that a pun?”

“You know it” The merman answered with a wink, “And for your troubles, can I give you a thank-you kiss?”

“Uh.. sure?” Virgil replied. He twisted and lowered himself down to lay on his stomach, his head dipped down and resting on his crossed arms for the merman to reach. 

He expected the merman to jump up and give him a quick peck on the cheek, instead he popped up and pressed his lips against his. Virgil lifted away immediately, cringing and wiping the water off his mouth.

“What was that for-” he exclaimed before cutting off as his eyes landed on the merman. He had taken to sitting on the edge of the tidepool, his tail flicking the water gently as the scales faded away and he was slowly growing in size. Virgil was so captivated with the merman transforming in front of him he didn’t realize his own diminishing size till his jacket hood fell over his head heavily. He yelped as his heart beat rapidly against his chest and his now rapid breath wasn’t taking in any oxygen. He tried to scramble out from under the heavy material but his legs weren’t cooperating like they should, leaving him flailing and grasping to pull himself forward

It wasn’t until a giant hand reached in and pulled him out, only to deposit him in the small tidepool- which was now as big as an above ground pool- that he realized his lack of breath was due to new gills along his sides and his movement was restricted due to the brand new glittering tail that started at his hips and frilled out like a beta fish. He stopped breathing all together as he watched the purple tail move as he twitched the muscles were his legs used to be. 

A giggle above him drew his attention away from his new features as he looked up to see the smiling face of the merman. Well, the ex-merman, “Aw, you’re a little cutie!”

Virgil opened and closed his mouth lamely, trying to think of something- anything to say. He watched the man grab up his swim trunks and slip them over himself clumsily with the new legs, then pull on his shirt and tie his jacket around his shoulders. 

The ex-merman stood up and Virgil began to panic again, jerkily swimming to the surface, “Wait! Don’t-”

He was cut off by a laugh, “Don’t worry kiddo, I’m not gonna leave you here.” He picked up the red pail and Virgil went white as he backed away from the edge. The ex-merman dipped the pail in the water and Virgil tried to move out of the way but he was scooped up easily. “Good thing they dropped this, huh? Wouldn’t have been much fun to try to get you out of here without it; ‘would have been better than being a seagull snack though.”

As the pail moved Virgil found himself being easily thrown around in the water and he thunked against the plastic walls more than once. He whimpered and it took a moment for him to right himself and find the top again, swimming up to the edge. He barely had time to grab the edge of pail before it was swung as they started walking along the beach. He swallowed and looked up at the man, who was looking cheerily ahead; he did glance at Virgil every so often and would smile down at him like this was the most normal thing in the world.

As they came closer to the docks Patton’s face lit up with recognition and he started in a sprint forward; Virgil slipping and flailing back into the pail, “Logan!”

It was a few moments before the shaking stopped and a conversation started above as Virgil tried to hold in his lunch. “It’s good to see you as well Patton, I see you found someone to switch with.”

“I did! Look!” The pail was thrusted up and Virgil tumbled a moment. “He’s so precious like this! I can’t believe I was this small.”

Logan chuckled, “Yes, now let’s get going and start accustoming you to human life.” Virgil managed to once again pop his head out of the water, “What-? What about me?”

“Don’t worry, you’ll adjust to your new life as well,” Logan answered in a reassuring tone.

“That’s not-!” Virgil shouted but Patton caught him off by tapping his head. 

“Shush kiddo, you’ll be fine!” He pushed him back into the pail as he started to follow Logan off the beach. Virgil sunk to the bottom of the pail and didn’t come back up.

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Cuddles Now (Rociet)

Roman was laying on the couch in his home, scrolling through channels on his TV and trying to find a good movie to watch. Cinderella? Seen it. Toy Story 3? I’d rather not cry. Oh, maybe Monsters Inc. since it’s been awhile since I’ve seen it. Yeah, Monsters Inc.

He turned on the movie and leaned back, a soft smile on his face. He hummed softly, before he heard his roof being pulled off slowly. He looked up, only for his view to be consumed by a massive hand.

He squeaked and tried to get away, but he was plucked off the couch and trapped in a massive fist. He looked up to only be met with his giant friend, Dee. He wiggled and squirmed, watching as Dee carefully put his roof back on.

“Dee! What are you doing!? We were supposed to meet tomorrow!” He squeaked, holding onto Dee when the giant stood up, heading back into the woods where he lived.

“Cuddles, now,” He demanded, nuzzling Roman against his cheek. His English was still a bit sloppy after about a month of them hanging out. Ever since Roman got lost in the woods and Dee helped him they had an uneasy friendship, meeting at least once a week for Dee’s English lessons.

“Dee come on! I was watching a movie!” He whined, watching them approaching Dee’s cave.

“Cuddles,” Dee repeated, shaking his head. “No mooo veeeee,” He groaned, curling up in his nest of blankets and mattresses. He held Roman closer to his chest, a content purr rumbling in his chest.

Roman squirmed and wiggled to try and get away, giving up soon when he realized there would be no escape for him. “Did you need cuddles that bad? Couldn’t you wait until tomorrow?”

Dee growled quietly, continuing to nuzzle Roman against his cheek. Roman took that as a no and fell silent, listening to Dee until the giant fell asleep. The purring and growling died down, Dee’s breathing ruffling his hair like a light wind, something Roman had to get used to ever since Dee decided the human made a good teddy bear while he slept.

He stayed put though, figuring he could since he would be with Dee all day tomorrow as well. At least it’s warm….maybe I should figure out a way to keep a TV here so I can watch movies. Yeah, I’ll look into that. He closed his eyes and let himself drift off, the soft breaths being a comfort to him as he slept. He was safe, Dee was safe and would protect him.