#(tal if you see this thank you so much for helping me find the vid <3 the memory of long-time fans never ceases to amaze me)

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BFFL 45/∞ ↪ 2016 F/W LITMUS (or: when it's not actually for or about the photoshoot)

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Hey, can you write Thomas, the sides and friends taking care of trans Verge with cramps? Mine are really bad today :(

Oh man, really sorry your cramps are bad, I’m suffering with you tbh, uteruses suck sometimes. I’m also sorry for this but I don’t write Trans characters. Nothing against my Trans peeps, it’s simply that I myself am not Trans and I do not wish to “romanticize” it. I write everything I do based on either my experiences or a close Irl buddy. I have no such friend nor experience as a Trans person and I refuse to write something where I’m banking on clichés that may possibly be offensive. So until I have an Irl friendo who is Trans and they wish to share their experiences and check what I have written then I won’t be writting any Trans characters.

Buuut this happened to my best bro so you still get Virgil suffering with us ;)

Tw: nightmares, slight gore?

—-

He was running.

Running as fast as he could.

His breath burned in his throat as his breathing grew more and more ragged. His exhaustion grew as well but he couldn’t stop now, the creature was right behind him.

Virgil couldn’t tell you how he ended up here nor could he tell you where he was or what exactly was chasing him, all he knew was that he had to get out and make sure as hell that thing didn’t get him.

He didn’t take much backward glances for fear of it catching up to him, but from the few glances he did take he knew the thing was tall, freakishly so with shadowy skin, a huge face and rows upon rows of sharp teeth. It’s eyes were a terrifying yellow and it’s claws- oh god, they scraped the ground as it ran. Long, sharp and drippy with some time of ooze, one he could only assume was a type of poison.

He didn’t know why it was chasing him but he wasn’t going to stick around to find out. So he booked it. Only realizing that the landscape was completely different from what he was used to.

He was running in a sick, perverse version of a dead forest. The trees were old, leafless and decrepit. Almost all of them looked the same, with little holes in them that had little yellow eyes blinking at him.

Virgil kept running.

He wasn’t going to bother climbing a tree or hidding, the creature was tall enough to spot him and if not, one of those things in the trees would surely get to him. His only option was foward, so he ran in an off zig-zag hoping to throw the thing off.

It seemed to be working but he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep that up for long. The thing was still coming.

Gritting his teeth, Verge pressed on, forcing his shaky legs to move, he may not know where he was but he damn well was going to figure out how to get out. He was following the direction of the wind, this may have been a crappy forest but there was bound to be a sea or lagoon close by.

He figured that with the thing’s height it wouldn’t be able to swim and if it could it wouldn’t be fast enough to catch him. He could dive down, swim to shore and book it in the opposite direction and get out of what ever hell he was trapped in, well that’s what he hoped.

His assumptions payed off when just a little distance off he was meet with a black sea. The thing was still chasing him, it’s claws grinding in the dirt and rock, making god awful sounds as it approached. Virgil redoubled his efforts and used all his might to sprint down towards the water.

He made it to the shore… and that was as far as he had gotten.

Just as he was about to jump in the black sea, the creature teleported infront of him. Terrified Verge jumped back only for the thing to smile at him.

He felt himself being lifted and was now held at the monster’s eye level. It was only then he realized that the creature’s cold claws was through his abdomen.

The thing chuckled, all of it’s teeth rattling, and in one swift moved it pulled the dark trait’s intestines from out his body.

And dropped Virgil to the ground below.

But before he felt the impact he felt a tug, and the next thing he knows is ice.

—–

Virgil shot up on his bed with a gasp, cold sweat covering his body, as his heart raced and he subconsciously squeezed his midsection.

He felt extremely dizzy and the adrenaline had yet to wear off. He felt another cold tug and realized too late what it was.

—-

“Virgil!” Shouted Thomas.

“Do you want me to go get him kiddo? He was in a pretty deep sleep when I checked on him this morning”

The host scratched his head, “uh, sure Pat, but I guess I can try summoning him one more time? If it doesn’t work you can go get him”

“And of that doesn’t work?”, asked Roman.

Thimas shrugged, “Well if he’s that tired it doesn’t make sense to force him. I mean, we all know what happened last time-”

“Yes, he was unable to read his script with out squinting or say his lines without stuttering or yawning in every frame”, interjected Logan.

“True, but it was a good addition to the Bloopers vid-”

“Yeah Roman but not as good as Talyn’s Vetal Mike!” Piped Joan from somewhere in the kitchen. The three sides and Thomas turned to look at the datemates.

Talyn was red faced with a poptart in their mouth. They bit into it and held the rest menacingly at Joan, “You’re not getting the rest”

“What?! Tal come on, just a bite?”

“No”

“Taaaaaal!”

“No way, you shouldn’t have brought it up!”

By now Joan was chasing Talyn around the kitchen but the smaller friend was using their height and speed against the beanie lover, effectively evading them.

Thomas chuckled at his friends antics before turning back to his sides with a shrug, “we’ll I guess… I should call him again?”

The others just shrugged, so he attempted to summon his youngest trait once more.

“Virgil!”

“Gahh!” Said trait landed on the bottom of the stairs with a non to nice ‘Thud’.

Everyone stopped moving.

—-

Virgil gripped his head, the impact caused it to spin and his dizziness to increase, more so than in his room.He sat up only to groan in pain and hug his middle.

“Verge? You ok kiddo?”

The dark trait lifted his head in Patton’s direction. “I don’t-”, he cut himself off by slapping a hand to his mouth. Everyone could practically see what little color the emo had, drain from his face.

He gagged, “I don’t feel so-”

To this day Thomas will thank Joan for saving his stairs and floor with their quick thinking.

They had grabbed the empty garbage bin from the kitchen and quickly carried it over to the dark side. Virgil didn’t hesitate, he grabbed the bin and heaved.

Patton was the first to move over to help the younger, gently he kept Virgil’s bangs out of his face with one hand, while rubbing his back with the other.

It took a bit for Verge’s stomach to leave him be, but once it calmed, Talyn handed him a cold water bottle and he rinsed his mouth with the water before spitting into the bin.

—-

“What could have caused this?” Inquired Logan.

“I don’ know!” Groaned Virgil from his pitiful curled up state on the couch. Roman had carried him there and Verge didn’t even bother putting up a  fight.

“Did you eat some bad food?” Questioned the fatherly trait from somewhere beside the emo.

Virgil just shrugged, still holding his abdomen.

“Or maybe too much food before bed?” Supplied Prince.

“Probably”, mumbled the Dark trait.

“ You know, that gives you nightmares right?”

Well he knew now.

Virgil groaned again.

—-

“Well its obvious that you have stomach cramps Virgil, nothing a simple analgesic won’t be able to fix. Do we have any Advil Thomas?”

“Uh, let me check Logan”, the host then turned and shouted down the  hall, “Hey Joan, we got any Advil?”

Joan came out with a first aid kit and a frown, “we’ve got absolutely nothing in here”

“Oh shoot!”

Virgil groaned again, whether from pain or dread, no one knows.

Talyn pat the emo gently on his shoulder, “welcome to a preview of what everyone with a uterus goes through every month”

Verge scoffed, “what with the vomiting too?”

“Yep, well for some atleast, so yeah. Really all you're  missing is the other pains and the blo-”

Thomas cut his shorter friend off. “Nope! Let’s not go there Tal, we don’t have any painkillers for him-”

“I’ve got some Midol in my bag”

“Ha.hah, very funny Tal”, mumbled the prone Virgil on the couch.

Thomas shook his head at the multi color haired friend. He then drew a sympathetic gaze for Verge. “Joan and I are going to go get you some pain meds-”

“And  restock this first aid kit”

“Yeah, Joan, that too, good thinking”

“May I go with you Thomas, I do believe three heads will be able to tackle this task sufficiently-”

“I’m going too!”

“Why?”

“Well I can’t let you have all the fun nerd, besides I’ve been on adventures and quests, I know a thing or two about what to have in a first aid kit”

“So…”, started Takyn, “I guess I stay and babysit our emo in pain?-”

“Thomas, no Talyn’s gonna kill me!”

The host shrugged, “yeah, sure-”

“Dude-!”

“I’m staying too kiddo, gotta make sure my little shadowling gets back on his feet”

“Is it too late to ask for death?”

Chuckling at Virgil’s remark, Thomas, Joan and the other two left to get the supplies, leaving Talyn and Patton to take care of the pained trait.

—-

“You sure you don’t want it? I mean it  ‘Midol-en’ you’re pain”, chuckled Talyn from th kitchen.

“Noooo”

“Aww come on kiddo, Talyn was great!

“Staaahp”

“Nah, I don’t think so dude-”

“Damn it Tal, your the worst-”

“Am I? And to think I just took my time to get you a warm cloth to put on your stomach”

…

“I take that back”

“Sure you do Verge”

Patton meanwhile was chuckling at the antics of the two.

——

“Roman we don’t need that many bandages!”

“You never know Logan!”

The Logical trait sighed. “Fine, just get one one the big rolls and let’s move on!”

“Heh, knew you’d see it my way, did you get the hydrogen peroxide?”

“Yes and the rubbing alcohol and the bag of cotton”

“Hmm, did you get Vicks?”

“Why, would we-?”

“Trust me, Vicks fixes almost everything”

Logan rolled his eyes, “if you say so, now can we go see what Thomas and Joan picked up?”

“I think we got everything we need from this isle so why not?”

—-

By the time the four had checked their items to make sure they weren’t buying extra, it was already 3:00pm. They reached home around 3:20 only to find Talyn playing on their phone while a curled up and sleeping Virgil was on Patton’s lap, with the fatherly trait gently rubbing his back.

“He doing ok?”

Talyn spoke up.“He’ll be fine Thomas, you got the stuff?”

“Yep”, the host held up a white plastic bag.

“Did you get him to eat?” Asked Logan.

“Not really? Uh, you uad some left over Halloween candy so I gave him a Reese’s cup”

Roman’s brow quirked. “Why? You’d give him candy before food?”

“Chocolate’s great from cramps man, it’s a godsend during those times”

“Huh, go figure”

—-

Something was shaking his shoulder.

“Virgil~”“Virgil~”

“Ngh”

It was definitely Dad.

“Come on kiddo, we got you the Advil and we need you to eat something”He lifted his head just to look at Pat before laying back down. “Noo”

“Come on lazy bones, up!”

“Don’ wanna move”

“You’re not going to feel better unless you eat, son”

“Nooo”

“No whining Sport, come on, don’t make me carry you to the table”

To everyone’s surpris, Virgil slowly sat up and held out his arms. Shrugging Patton easily picked up the darker trait and carried him to an empty chair at the table. Where the emo proceed to lay his head on the cool wood.

“Dramatic much”, questioned Roman good naturedly to the younger.

“You’re one to talk, Princey”

“Roman stop teasing him”, scolded Thimas lightly, “here Verge”, he said as he handed the emo to Advil pills and a glass of water.

“Thanks”, mumbled the Dark trait as he took the pills in his mouth and downed the whole glass. He then promptly put his head back on to the table, but thus time he made sure to have Talyn in his sights.

“If you guys have to deal with this shit and worse every month…then I gotta admit you guys are more hardcore than I thought”

“Damn right we are!”, exclaimed Talyn proudly before suddenly smirking, “but chocolate helps”

Virgil sat up instantly.

“You’re not gonna let that go are you?”

“Nope!” Smiled the shorter friend.

“Dad!”

“I’m sorry kiddo”, chuckled Patton as he brought the younger a small plate of food, “but it was pretty funny”

“It was not!” Huffed the emo indignantly, he then turned to his host, “you see Thomas? You left me with them!”

Everyone started laughing.

—–

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