#den of theives au

[brokerkisser]

Gold Coin/Trigger Happy - Skylanders Phighting au

(click for better view & image id under keep reading) I'll also add on legendary & spring variant designs when I have ideas for those.

IMAGE ID : First image is Gold Coin drawn as a bloxy robloxian it has a paper white skin tone and it's color is a browny red It's horns are shaped like pointed bunny ears that point backwards with a smaller pair of horns under it's face has a brown marking across it's eyes with a mischeivous look on it's face with it's fangs and tongue poking out of it's mouth Gold coin is wearing a cowboy hat that sits betwen the gap of it's horns the cowboy hat has a gold coin emblem on the front it also has a orange torso and legs it's torso has a small star to the right that's half covered by the vest it wears with a belt with a coin buckle it has a pair of gloves and boots on the glove cuffs are clipped with the same coin emblem on the back of it's vest is the Cloud Scape symbol a simple cloud behind a floating island it's gear is a dual pair of golden revolvers the revolvers are stylized and blocky with a large barrel and handle with a small circle with a star at the top of the handle at the hammer Second image is Double Dare Gold coin it's redish orange in color it's wearing a tan helmet with red orange lines and orange visor with a tan full body suit that has red lines and orange shoes with a pair of tan gloves with red orange lining and orange tassels on the side the body suit is undone on the top with a knot revealing it's chest and a single curly chest hair on it's back is a knee length cape that's a dark red orange underneath with a tan and orange outlined front that has a gear design it's gear is a dual pair of golden cannon barrel looking guns that have red and orange detailing with a gear attached to the back and a ring of fire at the front and a small star keychain dangling Third image is a info sheet that has a small doodled portrait of gold coin to the top left with it's catch phrase under it " No Gold, No Glory! " the info text reads Name: Gold Coin Nickname: Trigger Happy Race/Species: Demon Age: 42 Pronouns: It/Its Mirror nouns Faction/Region: Cloud Scape Class/Job: Part time super charger and phighter full time cow boy Height: 3'2, 97 cm Gear: a image of it's dual golden revolvers next are a row of sliders reading Nice Neutral Mean Nice is hightlighted Brave Middle Cowardly Brave is highlighted Silly Neither Serious silly is highlighted Honest Mix of both Liar mix of both is highlighted Famous Average Off the grid average is highlighted Questions: " Any Notable friends or relatives? " Generally refers to many phighters as an ally. Gold Coin respects a fair worker A good friend to playground & theives den. Lightly weary of Lost temple, but it's chill While concerned and untrusting all of blackrock, It respects Hyperlaser's work Gold Coin refers to Hyperlaser as a fellow worker, and does have an interest in helping the man out " How about enemies? " While not very knowledgable, Subspace and Medkit give it bad vibes. Not enemies by any major means for medkit at least Gold Coin has no trust in Subspace, It's weary and neutral on Medkit. It does not like or trust Biografts at all It finds Biografts facisinating but their use and creation are not it's fancy " Are they good at their job? and do they like it? " Gold coin spent many years training, so it's quite good at it's jobs as both a gunslinger and supercharger It never takes it's job that seriously, always having fun roleplaying as some sort of sheriff or stunt devil Gold Coin is also well versed in phighting gear and machinery, It often tinkers around with engineering Health: 200 Shield/defense: 30 m1 pew pew guns m2 golden charge, hold down m2 to charge up a laser shot Q Lucky Sheriff's Coin Flip, RNG self status boost, Tails - slow debuff, Heads - Damage buff E Pot 'o gold - throws a pot of gold at enemies, short blast radius, slows down enemy Ult Golden machine gun Activates a golden turret machine gun, short radius blast when activated

[anamelessfool]

Chapter 1, 2 & 3 Up Now! (AO3 Link) 18+ MDNI

My comission from the ever lovely @kabukiaku finally will make sense!

Young Primo x OC Papessa

Primo has his work cut out for him as the bodyguard of the beautiful and fearsome Mater Emerita Jocasta. As mystery after mystery unfolds, it becomes harder to remain an honest man in this den of theives called The Ministry.

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Tag List: Primo x OC Papess, Satanic Panic, Family Mystery, OC Nameless Ghouls, Body Horror, Dark Magic, Hitmen, All The Brothers Are In This One, Secundo Has a Scary Nun Mom, Father Figure Primo

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Sense u seem to enjoy wings of fire u got any ideas for cats characters designed as dragons? Or ideas on what some of the cats tribe would be?

This is going to be a bit of a long one as I spent probably too long thinking about this, it's almost turned into a whole AU, but here we go.

Munkustrap, Macavity and Tugger would be mudwings. That might seem like an odd choice but I chose this because of a particular story idea I really want to see. Munk, Mac and Tugger would all be in a mudwing sibling group with Macavity as their big wings. But then Macavity turns against everyone. What would happen to a mudwing sibling group if one of them turned evil? Especially the big wings. I just think this would be so interesting.

Alonzo and Gilbert would be icewings. I think they have personalities that work perfectly for the icewing ranking system. Alonzo would be a lower ranked icewing who is insecure and worried about having a low rank. Even thinking about whether he would consider the diamond trial. Gilbert would be the highest ranked icewing with Griddlebone as the queen who he would do anything for. He does almost anything to avoid losing his top rank. Alonzo is envious of him.

Mistoffelees, Victoria, Bustopher, Exotica (her name would be changed but just so everyone knows who I'm talking about), Coricopat and Tantomile would be nightwings. (Its just too perfect for Misto to be a nightwing. The colour scheme alone with the black and stars on the inside of thier wings 😍) Bustopher is a nightwing withought powers and when his nephew and niece's parents died he took their eggs away from the tribe to where Exotica (she has mind reading and vague prophecy visions) is living with her dragonets, Cori and Tanto. Mistoffelees is hatched with mindreading and animus powers, whereas Victoria has mind reading and the gift of prophecy. Cori and Tanto only have mind reading but they have developed it to become really advanced, they can hear thoughts from really far away. I also like the idea of Misto and Vic talking to each other through mind reading, especially around dragons they dont know.

Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer, Jennyanydots, Jellylorum and Gus would be sandwings. Jenny doing a good job managing her way around the Scorpion Den, while also having to look out for her children, who definitely would be theives and con artists. Just trying not to let their mum see. But it's not like Jenny doesn't know, she just likes to make them think she doesn't know ;) . Jelly could be Jennys close friend who's trying to keep her old father Gus alive despite how difficult things are getting. Maybe M and R try to steal to help them too.

Etcetera, Pouncival and Plato would be rainwings. These guys are mostly happy go lucky and just want to have fun. I think they'd fit in really well with the relaxing low stress life of rainwings. Plus they'd love to change colour when ever they want. But I think Plato might try exploring outside the rainforest. Like one of the very few who's actually curious what's going on out there. Also he would definitely be protective over the little ones. They may not know who their parents are but he'll be their big brother for them.

Skimbleshanks, Cassandra and Tumblebrutus would be skywings. I don't have as much reasoning for these guys as the others. It's mostly just a feeling I get. I think Tumble would be trained up for fighting like in the dragonet play area but when he's older he doesn't really want to fight, especially seeing what happens in the arena. Skimbleshanks I think would use those powerful wings to go on long journeys to scout out other places for the queen but maybe also secretly looking for a better place for Tumble. Cass is hoping to take the throne and stop getting these kids into needless violence and give Skimble the safe place he's looking for. Maybe Tumble is also her son here.

Demeter, Bombalurina and Jemima would be seawings. I love the idea of Demeter leaving and coming back to her sister, who's now the Queen, for protection with her animus dragonet Jemima (probably a hybrid if I want to go with Jem being Macs child).

Thats my ideas right now. I'm not sure what to do with Griz and Deut. I have this idea of Griz being the mudwing Queen and maybe feeling responsible for Mac and running away or something, leaving Deut to take care of the kingdom? Since I have Griddlebone as the icewing Queen. I should probably have Growltiger somewhere but I'm not sure where, maybe she double crossed him and stoll treasurer from him? But I'm not sure what type he should be.

But maybe I'm getting too much into this. It was a fun idea to consider. Thank you ^^

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A Prophecy: Den of Thieves au

Part one

Part two

Part three

Warnings: none i think??

Thank you @pathos-logical for helping me edit this! Legit wouldnt be the same without you dude!!!!

They had been at this for an hour. Logan was taking his time waltzing through the maze of shelves, grabbing anything that caught his eye. Occasionally he'd come across an artifact sprinkled in with the books on the shelves and shove it into his satchel without a second thought. Roman was sure the bag was magic; it had to be holding over thirty books by now, and it hadn't so much as grown an inch or weighed down Logan's shoulder even a little.

Roman watched the intruder intently as he ravaged the royal library, flinching at seeing decades’ worth of texts on folklore and science being haphazardly thrown into the man's bag.

“Not that one,” Roman interjected sharply when Logan picked up something worth more than his life. Logan simply made a face of annoyance and threw it back on the shelf without glancing back. It took enormous amounts of self-restraint to stand back and watch his castle get ransacked and picked apart by the vulture in blue.

“Can we please hurry this along?” Virgil snapped, looking up from the picture book he'd been absentmindedly flipping through to pass the time.

“That wasn't the agreement,” Logan said, drifting to another shelf and running his fingertips lightly over the book spines. “I'll give you two some privacy if you wish to have that oh-so-important talk your knight has been asking about for the past thirty minutes.” Without waiting for a response, Logan began taking long strides to the other side of the room, continuing his assault against the royal library.

“Where do I even start,” Roman mumbled under his breath, eyes locked on the floor.

“The beginning,” Virgil said, only having a second before he was whisked away to a table in the farthest corner of the library.

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“Before I start, I need you to swear to me you won't repeat any of this to anyone.” Roman looked him dead in the eyes with a seriousness that Virgil had never seen from him before.

“I promise,” Virgil said, taking one of his hands and holding it to his chest. Roman could feel Virgil shaking under his fingertips, the anxiety of this mission burning holes in his stability.

“Promise me not as Virgil, not as my boyfriend, but as my knight. I want you to take this as a direct order, do you understand?” Roman was being harsh- he knew Virgil would never speak a word of his secrets to the world- but he had to be safe.

Virgil dropped to the floor in a kneel, his head down and a hand over his heart.

“Yes, my prince. I vow not to speak of this to anyone,” he pledged quietly, not looking up until ordered to. A knightly vow was something Roman had never asked him to take. Direct orders were nothing to be messed with when it came to the prince, and Roman had never liked the thought of holding Virgil to one.

Roman took a deep breath and nodded, pulling Virgil up and into an apology kiss he happily reciprocated.

He reluctantly pushed himself away and pulled out a book- thankfully, it had been missed by Logan’s little shopping spree- that had been tucked away on the bottom shelf and ripped it open to a bookmarked page. On the old, brittle paper, there was a drawing of a woman holding two baby boys, all three with crowns on their heads.

The family portrait wasn't a happy one. Both babies were crying as a dragon in the background whisked away the smaller one from the queen's grasp. The writing opposite to the picture told the story of a wicked witch with legendary power who could transform into a dragon. A woman, the text said, who had been cursed by one of her many lovers to have a dark magical connection with her sister's children for her affair with the king of the kingdom.

“‘Angered by the woman's betrayal, her husband placed a curse on the king’s unborn children, linking them forever to her-’” Virgil read aloud before cutting himself off to address the prince directly. “Roman, what is this?” He moved to close the book before Roman caught his hand.

“Don't you see? What if… what if I have a brother, Virgil?” Roman’s eyes looked like they were pleading with him, begging him to see it too.

“It's just a story, Roma-”

“It's a prophecy!” Roman's chair shot back as he stood suddenly, reaching down into his boot and pulling out a paper. “These prophecies have predicted things like the fall of kingdoms. They've never been wrong, Virgil, and my mother-” He took another deep breath, quieting his shouts as he unfolded a piece of paper. “My mother… I found this in her jewelry box in the closet.” He visibly steeled himself for the next words. “It was the last diary entry she ever wrote.” Roman sat down and slid the sheet across the table to Virgil, placing his head in his hands and breathing heavily as if trying not to cry.

“‘The nurses are saying it's twins-’”

“Not out loud.” Roman winced like the words were painful to hear. Virgil closed his mouth and continued reading under his breath. It was embarrassing to admit that it was easier for him to read the words out loud, though he certainly wasn't alone in that- most knights were the same, assuming they could even read at all. Many dropped out of school to start training early or were pulled out by family like Virgil had been. Four generations of knights... Oh, how proud they'd been when Virgil was promoted. If only he'd been promoted for legitimate reasons and not because of his affair with the prince.

The nurses are saying it’s twins, and that they’ll be here any day now. William and I decided on the names: Roman and Patton if they are boys and Anne and Gabriella if they are girls, although I don't know what we'll do if it's one of each.

My sister has come in for their birth and is staying in the castle. I love her, but she's been acting strangely…

Virgil pried his eyes away from the page to look up at Roman.

“Not so crazy now, huh?” Roman laughed somewhat sadly. “I didn't even know I had an aunt… Dad refuses to speak to me about her even existing. I think he's hiding something.” Virgil met his eyes with something like pity shining behind them.

“Roman… You can't think you can find them.” Virgil's words carved their way into Roman’s heart, and he had to look away to lessen the blow.

“I have a brother. A brother I've never even met that's out there somewhere, and my aunt took him… she took him away from me.” Virgil thought he heard the footsteps of their guest nearby but said nothing, instead deciding to take Roman’s hand and hold it tight.

“Roman… What if you're risking your life for someone who's already dead?” Virgil didn't want to have to say it, but if the stories were true, then Roman didn't stand a chance, especially on his own.

“And what if he's out there and I didnt even try?! I have to go!” Roman was yelling now, standing and taking the page back, holding it close to his chest like it was all he had left of his brother.

“Then let me go with you.” Virgil made his way around the table, coming close to him and locking eyes. Roman’s eyes had always been more golden than brown, but Virgil’s... Virgil's were so dark they were nearly black. Dark holes that always bore into Roman’s soul and melted his heart.

“It's dangerous... No one can know where we're going. It's my duty to find out why my father kept this hidden for all these years... There must be a reason for it all.” Roman wrapped his arms around Virgil's waist and pulled him to his chest, needing him to be as close as possible. Virgil was his rock, and he desperately needed something to lean on right now.

“And what will I tell them when the prince is found dead? That his knight let him go off on his own and get killed? That I broke my oath to protect you? Roman, you have to take me.” Virgil was begging now. “If you insist on going off to get yourself killed, I'll be right there protecting you till the end… I love you.” Virgil had to stand on his toes to meet Roman’s mouth, a quick peck to prove a point before he pulled away and looked back into his eyes.

“I love you too…” Roman trailed off before squaring his shoulders. “Alright then, tonight.” A rainbow shone across their faces, stinging their eyes with light. They glanced over to find Logan nearby, inspecting a prism in the light from the window.

“Fascinating,” he whispered before dropping it into his bag and buckling it. “I presume I will be joining you on this silly little quest of yours? I accept your invitation.”

“Literally no one invited you,” Roman mumbled, voice soaked in annoyance and just loud enough for Logan to hear. His one-man-quest had suddenly turned into a journey of three, and he wasn’t all that happy about it.

“Don't make things harder than they need to be. Now, if you would kindly hand over the queen's sword, we may begin.” Logan held out his hand, looking at him expectantly. Virgil snickered and nudged Roman in the side, urging him to give up his sword.

“You're not coming,” Roman insisted even as he handed the sword to Logan.

“We'll see about that,” Logan smirked, setting the sword on the table and pulling out his spell book.

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[prompt-master]

new game plus au where th thieves find out akira has a palace but they jst chill nd vibe nd try not to be flattered/embarrassed to death by th sweet wholesomness nd luv he has fr th thieves (this is ofc balanced with angst since thy see he has more faith n thm being bettr ppl thn thy are bc of a certain dialogue between th cognitive thieves).

I can totally see that happening. I can also see them being real worried at first but as they explore the palace they realize that like...nothing there is really anything to worry about.

I always imagine that Akira suspects he has a palace from the very beginning and checks his name out in private. I think the reason the Theives Den is very chill is because Akira completely is aware of his issues and owns up to them. He doesn't tell anyone though. Both because telling someone you have a palace can easily make them think something about you is bad, and because Akira just. Doesn't talk about himself.

I think it's fair to say from the palace that it was born from Akira's skill to hide himself and take on different traits in order to please whoever he is talking to. Akira doesn't say what he's thinking, he says what the other person wants to hear most (I think this is most apparent in Mishima's confidant route). His treasure is definitely his glasses.

I also like to think that there are little suntle hints in his palace that Akira is actually morally gray and not the heart of gold vigilante people see him as. But its well hidden. Because his palace is about his masks

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@womanlives​ sent: legally obligated to send u Plots Pls

today is gonna be exclusively OC time !! if these are repeats i’m so sorry i forget what the heck i’ve mentioned and what i haven’t i just get excited asjdhajhk

mercy getting her fortune told by imogen in search of a bright eyed boy with fire in his eyes. modern day au or something d&d. perhaps an opportunity for them to speak about their respective investment in gods, and imogen to volunteer everything in her power to help mercy find her friend bc what’s it like having one omg??? i have one but everyone tells me he’s ““““evil”””” and is ““““using me to release him from his prison in an alternate plane of existence””””

mercy and reinard making a girl den of theives who are tired of romance while also untamably craving it so very badly. this is a den for fallen women!!! women who steal and use the proceeds to live lavish life styles but also helps kids and other people who need it  and also who sell information and fuck up anyone who is just generally a dick.

if we are sick of fantasy worlds with no fun spins though, consider an au for mercy and kaldar. mermaids. that’s it. that’s the whole au. kaldar is a lil mermaid boy who comes to the shore to visit this little girl who likes to watch plays on the beach side and wanders around the docks alone. he’s not one to talk but ma’am?? ma’am?? hello????? where is ur supervision??? like he is one to talk he keeps running away from mermaid school???? and basically they grow up together and shit.

sofia and ma’am in a post apoc setting! after ma’am’s husband dies from being conscripted into the militia to protect. a peaceful beautiful farm in vermont sounds like the perfect place. all the animals that anyone could ask for, and ma’am doesn’t mind getting her hands dirty keeping the peace.

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Talk To Me

PART THREE OF DEN OF THEIVES AU

Part one

Part two

Please read those first!!

“Prince roman requests your presence in his room” a small servent stood in front of Virgil's open door, waiting expectantly for the nights response. Knights slept in the bottom levels of the castle, behind locked doors the public would never see open, always ready to protect the royal family no matter the time of night. Virgil knew what Roman was doing sending a child to take him to his room, it was his way if saying know one needs to know. An adult servent meant important to his job, a child meant he needed someone one to talk to.

He thanked the child and pushed past her, slipping her a few coins for her service. He took the back hallways, as per usual, sliding past servants with meals or baskets of laundry. Virgil was allowed to roam the main parts if the castle freely, he was the prince's personal guard and secret lover, under Roman's rule he could do whatever he wanted, but Virgil knew he wouldn't want him to. Servants gossip was one thing, but royal gossip was another. Servants saw everything that went on in the castle and never said a word, but the higher ups in the castle were prone to spreading rumors throughout the kingdom. Anything to damage the princes reputation and cause drama.

“You needed me your majesty?” Virgil asked, shutting the door behind him as he entered. The entrance was unnecessarily large, a double door nearly as tall as the grand ceiling of romans room decorated white with gold hand painted designs. The room had been the queens before she passed some 20 years ago. Roman flinched at the name as he turned to look at the welcome intruder.

“Virge, you know it's just you and me, don't call me that” roman muttered walking over to his knight. His shirt had been discarded in preparation for sleep, leaving the scars covering his chest and arms on full display. In public he was never seen not fully covered, something the ladies of the kingdom mourned over. Rigorous training and fighting had filled his childhood, ‘a prince who doesn't know to fight was no prince at all’ to quote his father. Unfortunately this left quite the number of accidents burned into his skin from a slip of a blade or the claw of a beast. He'd been told they were a sign of weakness, of his failures, so he covered them.

“I need to talk to you” roman mumbled into his knights hair, pressing a kiss to the black locks. This was Virgil's favorite side of Roman, the one only he got to see. The one hid away from the public or his dad or the servants. This roman was his. When he pulled back Virgil noticed how scared Roman's eyes looked; Tired and worried and..hopeful.

“My knight.. I need to leave for a while and… and I don't know if I'll make it home again” romans voice seemed to quiver as he took a deep breath and stepped back. “Logan has agreed to enchant my mothers sword in the morning and I plan to leave silently by nightfall.. No one else can know about this dear” Roman's hands stayed on Virgil's face even as it twisted in confusion and fear.

“Where are you going” he whispered leaning in closer to his touch. Virgil was no stranger to roman going off on his little quests and squabbles with forest beasts, or disappearing for days on prince work but none of that was this secretive. Hell, he even came with him for most of them once he had been promoted to Personal Guard (per Roman's request)

“I can't.. Tell you” Roman winced at his own words, speaking them slowly like if he said it outloud itd cease being true. He moved his hands down to Virgil's, walking backward with him till they hit the bed.

“Then let me go with you” Virgil spoke the words fast, full of fear and worry.

“Virgil, honey, no. You can't” roman looked like he wanted to cry. He scooted closer to Virgil, nestling his head into his neck and wrapping his arms close around him. “I'm gonna miss you” he mumbled into his shirt. Roman’s skin was burning underneath virgil's freezing hands, he was always cold especially when his anxiety was acting up. A knight with anxiety.. Imagine that.

“Roman” virgil pulled back and held the prince away from him. “Talk to me. Please, just tell me what's going on.” He pleaded. He was Roman's soldier first and boyfriend second, but the one thing both of those had in common was his need was to keep the prince safe.

Roman pulled back and pressed his lips into virgils, laying them down onto his bed gently.

“Tomorrow” he mumbled, pulling Virgil into his arms again. Virgil responded by pulling roman closer to him, tangling their legs and trying to remember when this had became a tradition. When Roman felt insecure or scared he would call his knight to his room and snuggle until dawn. Until all the bad thoughts went away..

Roman pressed his head into Virgil's chest. Despite being the smaller man Virgil often felt himself pulled into being the big spoon for roman. He may act all tough and mighty but in the end the prince merely wanted to be held and told things were okay. That's another thing Virgil got to see when no one else did. The one and only Prince Roman snuggled into his knights chest.

“Today was pretty scary huh” Virgil asked quietly. It was barely above a whisper but Roman was so close it didn't matter. Virgil felt him nod his head and hug him tighter. Virgil knew if asked by anyone else he'd put on his noble prince act. He'd stand up straight and do his fake perfect laugh and tell them that a prince never fears and that he knew the man was bluffing.

“Roman.. Where are you going” Virgil asked one more time.

Roman only shook his head.

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A sharp knock in the door was what ended up waking the prince the next morning. That was… strange. No one ever dared bother the prince unless ordered to by the king, especially not during the morning. If it truly was dire they'd send a soldier with no problem busting open his door to drag the prince to safety. He pulled the heavy blanket over his sleeping knights body from where it lay kicked off of him from the night. Virgil always commented that sleeping with roman was like snuggling with a fire, most mornings finding himself on top of the covers rather than under them.

Another knock rang from the door as Roman was pulling on a lavish red robe to cover his exposed chest and arms. Annoyance ran through him at the disturbance so early in the morning, and the impatience of the stranger at the door.

“Oh good, you're up” Logan spoke before the door was even fully open, cutting off anything roman wanted to say before he even had the chance.

“I'm not.” Roman stood back and gestured into his room towards a desk in the corner “we can talk just keep your voice down” Logan, however, made no move to enter, instead standing in place with his arms behind his back.

“That won't be necessary, i simply wanted to tell you my conditions for the enchantment. I surveyed the castle over the night and I've decided that an adequate payment would be letting me have my pick of items from the castles library”  Logan spoke like this was the most normal thing in the world. Roman rubbed his temples like he was fighting off a headache

“Can't i just pay you like a normal person?” In a better world this man wouldn't even be in his castle. He'd have his sword enchanted without detection and he'd be off on his adventure already. In a perfect world he wouldn't need to leave at all.. Logan opened his mouth to speak before a quiet voice rang out from his bed.

“Roman?” Blankets shifted before a figure emerged from the blankets with heavy bed head and sleepy eyes.

“Oh. I apologize I.. didn't realize you would have company” Logan adjusted his glasses nervously, connecting the dots of the situation in front of him

“Yeah so how about you leave and well meet up in the library in an hour okay? Okay.” Roman shut the door as he was talking, effectively cutting off the man before he spoke just as he did before.

“What did he want?” Virgil asked, laying back down and snuggling into the pillow, muffling hos words.

“Don't worry about it my sweet, just get some rest” Roman laid down in bed again, pulling virgil into his arms and watching as he nuzzled his tired face into this chest. He always looked so cute like this. Half asleep, unaware of.anything going on, ready to slip back into sleep at any second.

“You told me we'd talk today” he mumbled quietly.

“ soon, Virgil, give me an hour.”

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