Virgil:hey, Ro

Virgil: hey, ro

Roman, eating chips and not looking up from his phone: what?

Virgil: ya know what we should do?

Roman: what?

Virgil: overthrow the government

Roman: and make smores

Virgil: we don’t have marshmallows

Roman: Well, then *sigh* we’ll do the government thing

So. People??? like this??? my like 2am thoughts about my slimy boi?? uhm, lol okay. y’all... can like... add on? y’all got any ideas? you can bet your gucci sliders I wanna hear them. send me them all ~ or if you wanna send me a prompt? Or like, if you have questions? Don’t worry about bothering me, I’m basically is a doss year in school and have like one friend, so I’m usually here (cri). like, send me lyrics and I’ll write you a fic?? idk. i’m chill

Deceit freckin’ Sanders

ya know what. It took me since Dee was first introduced up until about a month ago to realise I LOVE HIM. Like?? HOW??? Can??? You??? Not??? Like, yeah he’s a little rough around the edges, but so was Virgil. Maybe Dee is a bit more extreme but if you actually look at it, he’s doing what Virgil did. But, in honour of me finally realising Deceit Sanders is my lil’ slimy boi, here’s me some Head Cannons I have come up with;

Deceit + Virgil Platonic: Virgil slowly realising that Deceit has fallen down the same path he did before he was accepted and slowly helping him integrate himself into the group by yelling discussing with the others why Deceit is valuable  and need as part of their team  Romantic: Virgil being the only one who gets what Deceit is going through and so he the snaky boi gets a mad schoolboy crush that Virgil notices but he doesn’t wanna do anything until Deceit is in a better mindset. Deceit kisses his cheek once and from them on, Virgil is high key gay and proud of his soft but slimy boyf

Roman + Deceit Platonic: Roman walking in on Deceit crying in the kitchen because he broke a mug on his foot and there’s blood everywhere and he sees Roman watching him and before Roman can even ask is he okay, Deciet is already apologising and saying he’ll clean it and is going to grab a towel and wincing as he takes a step and Roman realises just how fragile the boy is. And he just holds him and lets him cry it out. Romantic: Classic enimes to lovers trope. Roman hated Deceit until he saw him in a whole new light. Deciet is just tryna help Roman after Logon got mad case he missed a deadline by making him brownies. And they turn out really nice! And he walks to Roman’s room and leaves them their as a sercret but Roman catches him and soon realises that Dee is always helping them, him especially

Logon + Deciet Platonic: Logon being salty after the video where Deceit shuts him up and when he goes to shout it out, see the poor boy crying in his balck hole of a room. Notices the words on the walls of horrible messages. Confronts Virgil about it and Virgil explains that for the dark sides, every bad thing someone thinks of them, gets written on their walls so that they continue being dark. (Virigl was never a dark side, more of a mix between the two but he usually stayed with the dark side because they accepted him more than the others at first). Logon realises that he needs to talk to the others but first brings Deceit into his room away from those messages. Romantic: Logon falling in love first after Deceit explains that the only reason he lies is so Thomas can protect himself. he doesn’t want him to be alone, so whats wrong with lying to a friend about where he was? He doesn’t want Thomas to get hurt, so whats wrong with imbelishing the truth? After Logon explains the negative side of Deceits plan, the two work out a better way for Deceit to help Thomas without actually hurting them. And they both are hella gay and realise that they like each other and its just pure fluffly goo

Patton + Deciet Platonic: When Patton first sees Deceit all he can think is “Yay! New friend!” and goes out of his way to help Deceit. And after a few failed attempts, he find progress! He’s there when Deceit needs to talk and yeah he doesn’t agree with everything but, he does understand that Deceit is just a sappy boi at heart. And OH MY GOD, all the puns they share, and Deceit shows Patton how to make brownies (can you tell I really want brownies?) Romantic: Deceit falling headover heels whenever Patton’s nice but he’s Patton. He’s nice to everybody. ‘he only gave him that extra portian as a friend!! He only hugs him for longer than the others because they’re friends! He only… kisses his cheek as friends…!…?’ A very red Deceit eventually confesses and Patton laughs and kisses his cheek, saying how he wondered how long it’d take for him to come forward and admit it.

DLAMP Plantonic: The trio (Roman, Patton, Logon) finding a very scared Virgil and a very broken Deceit and treating them like they’re lost puppies. Clothing them, feading them, helping them when things get to bad. And just think onsies! And movie nights! And pillow and/or popcorn fights! The possibilities! 

SO! MANY! POSSIBILITIES! I actually can’t narrow one down as my favourite but you can all pick your own or add on!

Accepting Deceit Chpt.1

WARNING; 

SYMPATHETIC DECEIT (ik some  people don’t need warnings for this lil’ slimy boi but some do and thats okay too!),

crying, 

sadness, 

panic attack

Hi guys! So, @ab-artist commented on my first post (deceit freakin’ sanders) about me making my ‘Deceit freakin sanders’ post a chaptered story. I really liked this idea and I got their permission to make this (it was their idea to do make it a chapter story.) So. Who’s READY!

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Virgil liked to think he understood what the road to ruin looked like. To him, when he was so far down that path himself, it was a lack of sleep, an overindulgence in alone time, refusing to talk with others. He knew all people were different, and they coped with things differently but he did not expect this from the one and only Deceit freakin Sanders.

It all started with a petty argument. Thomas had double booked himself. They were talking it out, and the idea of lying was brought up. Of course, everyone in the room tensed, waiting for a certain snake to pop up. But, he did not. The five (Roman, Logan, Patton, Virgil and Thomas) stood in silence. Virgil, like the others, decided this was a good thing. But something didn’t sit well with him. The others dismissed this too quickly. He stayed silent before he eventually sunk out almost as soon as a conclusion was reached. He probably should've expected Patton to come and make sure he was okay.

“Yeah, popstar, I just didn’t sleep well,” Virgil lied. Patton raised his eyebrow.

“You sure, Virge?” Virgil nodded, giving a lazy half smile. 

“You wanna watch a movie? Mulan? I think I still have the DVD here somewhere...”

It was the same setting, different problem. Thomas liked two people at the same time and he didn’t know which one he wanted. Virgil’s level of anxiety had increased? What if one of them found out about the other? What if-

No surprises, but Roman and Patton were conflicted. Patton didn’t want to hurt either male and Princey didn’t know which one could be ‘the prince of their dreams’. Logan was the only calm headed one there.

“If one of them brings up the other, you could lie?” And again, a tension spread throughout the room. Again, no snake popped up. Virgil frowned before he finally realised what was going on. Oh. Oh.

He didn’t even wait for a solution before he sunk down. He found himself in his room and he sprinted, going to the place he tried so desperately to keep himself away from. He knocked on the yellow door before it finally opened. Once Deceit saw it was Virgil outside, he desperately tried to shut the door again, but Virgil pushed through. The stench hit him first. How long had Deceit stayed in his room? The look on Deceit’s face shocked him as well. It was anger, but it was so much deeper. His eyes were watering and his body shaking.

“Well? Here to laugh at me? Kick me out of my own room? What do you want? I stopped showing up because you all clearly love me!” Virgil stayed where he was.

“Deceit,” Virgil said and Deceit flinched. “Dee.I think you’re having a panic attack.” The shaking only increased. “Can I touch you?” Dee shook his head wildly. “Okay, thats okay. But I need you to sit down on the floor - look, I’ll do it too.” Deceit lowered himself to the floor, and Virgil sat cross-legged across from him. “Okay? Focus on my voice. I need you to breathe in for four seconds, okay? Hold it for seven.” Virgil counted with his fingers. “Breathe out for eight. Good, you’re doing great, Dee. We’ll do it again, okay? Count it out with your fingers with me?” It took three or four more times before Dee was breathing regularly. “Okay, are you grounded? Can you give me five things you can see?”

“You, the floor... the bed... uh, the, uh, uhh-”

“It's okay, take a deep breath, go through it slowly,” Virgil said.

“Five... you. The bed. The floor. The window. The dust... Does that count?” Virgil nodded.

“Four things you can hear?”

“Your voice, my voice, the prince’s playlist - it’s so loud all the time - and uh...” There was a brief silence. “Footsteps.”

“Very good,” Virgil said, extending his foot and kicking the door closed and it automatically locked. “Three things you can smell?”

“This room, your hoodie - do you even wash it? - and... cookies?” Virgil could indeed smell cookies. Probably Patton.

“Two things you can feel?”

“The floor, my shirt? No, that’s stupid-”

“It works,” Virgil said. “One thing you can taste?”

“The regret in your voice.” Virgil snorted.

“I have to give you that one, don’t I?”

“Yes, you do. I’m sensitive.” Virgil giggled at that.

“No, princey's sensitive, you’re just... you,” Virgil said.

“Don’t sound so disappointed,” Dee said, gripping his sleeve.

“I’m not. Heaven knows you’re better than I am -”

“Very true,” Dee said, resulting in Virgil giggling again. “You’re giggle is so high pitched!”

“It fucking adorable, mate, and I will fight you on this.” The two sat in a comfortable silence. “Dude, you stink!”

“So does your hoodie!”

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Dee went quiet again.

“I just felt unwelcome. So, I just thought, that if I stopped showing up-”

“Then the feeling would go away? Been there, felt that.”

“How did you get over it?” Virgil thought back

“They accepted me.” Dee snorted.

“They’d all rather die,” he said. It was meant to sound casual, but his voice was thick.

“Do you know they used to scream when I came into the room? And princy? Oh god, it was like he found out his least favourite person was doing better than him. Logan didn’t care - like, at all. He pretended I didn’t exist. And Patton... well, he was just scared,” Virgil said.

“Why-”

“And Thomas? Oof, he just blatantly refused to acknowledge me sometimes. They accepted me because they had to. Because they realised they could use the good parts of me. In fact, they only really recently accept the bad parts too. And it’s not just me, we constantly have to real princy in. He wanted to move into a bouncy castle the other day. And Patton just follows whoever shouts the loudest, which is usually Roman. And Logan doesn’t admit he’s wrong,” Virgil said. “We all have to work on ourselves, none of us is perfect.” There was a silence before Dee cleared his throat.

“Don’t say oof. You’re not twelve.” Virgil stared at the snaky boi for a moment, completely bewildered before he burst out laughing.

“I just spilt my heart out and thats all you can say?”

“I don’t do emotions, they’re complicated and they suck!” Virgil giggled again.

“Then it seems you’ll fit right in.”

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Accepting Deceit Chpt.2

@ab-artist 

WARNING; Sympathetic deceit, brief mention of blood

“But... He’s Deceit!” Roman shouted. Virgil was standing, had been for about five minutes. His hand was still tensed on the table, red from when he slammed it down hard. It as his fault. Virgil was the one who came in here, with some cock and bull story about how Deceit was sorry. Deceit couldn’t be sorry. He was... he was Deceit!

“Now, Kiddo, lets here Virgil out, maybe he-”

“Are we all just gonna forget about everything Deceit did? Everything he said?! To me? To you? To us? He constantly tries to get Thomas trouble!” Roman yelled. “Does he even care about Thomas!”

“It’s funny Roman because I once heard you say that about me.” The silence that hit the room was heavy, weighed down by Virgil’s words and the way Roman had jerked back. Sitting down again, Virgil shakily took the glass of water that had been slid over to him by Patton. “I’m not asking you to forgive him off the bat, but don’t push him out. I couldn’t deal with it, and I know he can’t.”

Roman supposed Virgil was right. However, he was not willing to point that out yet. He was brooding in his room. He knew he had been mean to the fellow side. He sighed again, running his hands through his hair. It was just... Deceit didn’t know when to stop. All those ‘compliments’ really hurt him. It hurt twice as hard whenever it was directed at his acting. Each side brought talents to Thomas. One of the talents Patton brought was his skill with helping others, Logan brought his ability to pick things up quickly, Virgil his ability to keep himself and others out of dangerous situations. And he brought his skill for singing and acting. Deceit rarely went after the other’s skills, but he knew Roman weak point, and he abused it.

Every side comment about how he should just give up, or the sarcastic compliments, it hurt. And Virgil and the others were just willing to let that slide? To forgive Deceit? Like, yeah, they did stuff just as bad, but he started it! Roman sighed, realising he was on a dangerous thought process. He wasn’t in the clear here - none of them was. They’d all been rude to Deceit, ignored him, kicked him out, called him names. And Deceit had done the same. Roman supposed it was an ‘if this is how you treat me, then thats how I’ll treat you’ situation. He didn’t even know who started it.

Sighing again, Roman stood up and stretched, before venturing out of his room for some calming tea. He slowly made his way down but hurried slightly when he heard a crash and a sob. He made it to the kitchen before he saw his mug in shambles. However, this was not what his attention was focused on. Deceit sat on the floor, tears running down his face. He had a large gash on his foot and there was blood everywhere. Roman let out an involuntary gasp and Dee’s head shot up. Roman’s mouth opened to ask if he was okay ut Dee got their first.

“I am so sorry! I-i swear it w-w-was an accident! I-I'll cl-clean it up!” Dee went to stand up but almost immediately cried out in pain. 

“Deceit. Hey, Deceit, I’m not mad.” Deceit was shaking and mentioned his name wasn’t helping. “Uhhh, D... Dee?” It didn’t calm him down completely but he wasn’t shaking as violently. “I need to get you out of here, can... can I carry you?” Dee looked down at the broken mug and realised that it was either Roman carrying him or he walked over broken pottery. 

“Y-yeah...” Roman stepped closer to Dee slowly. He put his hands on the boy’s shoulders, looking him in the eyes before he slowly picked him up bridal style. Slowly and carefully, making sure not to overly tense his muscle so Dee didn’t feel like he was hurting Roman, but also not too loose because then Dee might think he’ll drop him. Roman placed him down on the couch before grabbing the first aid kit on the TV stand. He carefully wiped Dee’s cuts, making sure to place an anti-infection cream over it, before wrapping up his foot. Dee took shaky breaths the entire time.

“Dee, I need you to stay calm okay. Do you want to sleep on the couch or in your room?”

“T-the couch...” Dee said. Roman pulled out the bed on the couch and slowly helped Deceit lay down. He covered the side up with blankets. Just as he went to get a pillow, he felt Deceit grab his arm. “I want to apologise.”

“You can do it later, or-”

“No. I need to apologise now. I said some horrible things to you.” Roman sighed.

“We said horrible things to each other. And we’re both sorry but right now your tired and delirious,” Roman said. “If you really mean this apology, we’ll talk in the morning. So we can both apologise when our emotions aren’t mixed. Goodnight, Dee, please get some sleep.”

Roman was really dreading the next morning, but he wasn’t quite as excited as he usually was in the morning. Patton was usually down first, followed by Logan, then Roman and finally, if they were lucky, Virgil would be down before noon. 

This morning, however, Roman was the first up. He put the kettle on, took out some breakfast things before he finally gave up on avoiding the sitting room. He entered, finding Deceit still passed out. He slowly approached the side, trying to remember how they used to walk Virgil up. Then he remembered; They didn’t. Biting his lip and taking a deep breath, Roman kneeled down.

“Dee?” he said softly. Deceit’s eyebrow creased. “Dee, can you wake up please?” Deceit wiggled slightly and Roman smiled at how cute it was. “Dee?” This tie, Deceit opened his eyes, before shooting up, his head colliding with Roman’s. “Ow.”

“Oh- I’m sorry- I didn’t-”

“Sh, hey it's okay. No harm was done. Look, Dee, I know you’re scared but I’m not mad. I just wanna talk. And you apologised last night, so it's my turn now.” Deceit nodded. “So, I have said and done horrible things, and I can’t just let them sit. So, for every snarky comment and shoulder or anything I’ve done, I’m sorry. And I know that you can’t forgive me straight away, and you shouldn’t, but maybe we can work on this?”

“Work on what?”

“A friendship?” Roman nodded slightly.

“yeah, a friendship.”

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Roman: she was poetry, but he couldn’t read

Virgil: his name is Jared, he’s nineteen

*over text*

Virgil; I wanna make a gay account on Christian Mingle

Roman; OMG. DO IT

Virgil; I was kinda joking but nOW I HAVE TO

Roman: YOU DO