#genderfluid! virgil

[glacierruler]

Banding With You

Chapter 1

Ships: Eventual dukexiety, (idk if there will be any other ships yet)

AU: A band AU with a Soulmate twist!

Taglist: @hyperfixated-homo @cutebisexualmess @uhhh-hi-there-i-am-nervous (Please tell me if you'd like to be added/removed from the taglist!)

A big thank you to @simple-seranade for the idea!

CWs: none that I caught(please tell me if I missed anything)

Masterpost / Next Chapter

Words: 307

12/19/23 7:00 am

Hello,

My name is Virgil, and you are my journal. Mom recently got me a new one to write in because I filled up the old one. To be very clear, you will mostly be used for song lyrics and venting. What I have to say isn’t always pretty. You’re also one of my birthday presents. One of three from my family members. I don’t really have any friends, except for Logan, who’s friends with Patton. Don’t get me wrong, Patton’s nice and all, but he doesn’t really like me, finds me scary. Idk how I feel about him. Oh, right, my presents. Mom got me a new binder, and dad got me a keyboard. I’ll have to play around with it. But it’s much more portable than a piano for sure. Oh right. Maybe I should introduce you to myself, journal. I already told you my name, but my gender and pronouns are a secret for you still, I guess. I always introduce myself in each new journal, I don’t know why. Just feels nice to actually introduce myself to something. I am way too socially awkward to introduce myself to someone else. Anyways, my gender is fluid, and my default pronouns are storm/storms. But I’ll try and update my pronouns in you each time they change. That way, I can get better at updating my pronouns to other random people, if I ever get the chance to. Anyways there’s this band competition in my town, but I need two other people in order to qualify. Maybe I’ll ask Logan and Patton. Don’t know what we’d do though. Well, Logan can play the guitar, just need to figure out what Patton can do. Anyways, goodbye for now journal. I’ll talk to you after dinner, well write to in you.

[five-abs-and-one-peck]

genderfluid Virgil? YES PLEASE.

[quackkaz]

Virgil : A woman last night asked Remus if he was "born a man or a woman" and he, drunk, beckoned her close to whisper and then hollered "I WAS BORN A BABY" directly into her ear.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Pics that make me go 'Me and who ME AND WHO ME AND WHO!!!!!!!!!!!'

[brandstifter-sys]

Sink or Swim

@dukexietyweek 2024 Day 3 - Music + Dreams

Word Count: 2489 (Ao3)

Rating: T

Pairing: Dukexiety

Characters: Remus, Virgil

Warnings: Genderfluid!Remus (Reina on fem days), self depreciation, songfic, high school, confessions

Virgil has a good life and a loving spouse, and he can't help but dream about the day all the pieces fell into place

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It was late in the evening when Virgil got home from work. He was tired and needed to unwind quietly without waking the kids and his genderfluid partner. 

He found himself on the couch looking through old photo albums, wistfully getting taken back in time. It was hard to imagine that high school ended twelve years ago. It was even harder to imagine how much he changed from those days. Not only could he grow facial hair, but he was taller and less of a twig. 

Virgil stretched out on the couch and closed his eyes, laughing internally at some old memories, like the day he joined the baseball team, or when he finally got to dye his hair. But nothing compared to one of the best days of his life. 

That memory brought a smile to his face as he drifted off.

Hey kid, just give it a shot 

Virgil was a mess of nerves, hiding in his old, oversized hoodie as he traveled from class to class. Aside from his spot on the baseball team, he was a nobody, a shadow in a sea of teen drama. 

He flipped his dark sidebangs from his face and clutched his backpack straps tightly. He just finished Trigonometry and he was headed straight for Film History, where his pulse always skyrocketed. 

He could admit that his hormones were on the fritz, but he knew that the real cause of his nerves was one person. Reina, or Ree, as she preferred, could very easily give him a heart attack. And this was the day he would risk it all. 

It's a chance you'll never get back, like it or not 

It was spring, the perfect time to get ice cream and hang out in the park. Virgil already had a plan, and a couple back up ideas. He just had to get his ass in gear before he missed his window of opportunity. 

But that was easier said than done.  

He rounded a corner and his heart sank. Ree was surrounded by her friends just outside the History classroom. They were mostly girls, chatting away about stuff Virgil refused to listen in to. 

He curled into himself and bit his lip. How the hell was he supposed to ask her out with an audience? 

You have to hold your head high and put those fears aside

And then one of her friends noticed him approaching. She spoke in a hushed whisper and giggled. Reina had the nerve to blush adorably. 

Virgil hated that he had to go to that exact classroom. He hated how pathetic he looked. 

What chance did he have with her? He was just some queer weirdo. He didn't even have jock status despite being on the baseball team. 

You think she'll walk away, ignoring what you say

Reina wasn't super popular like her brother, but she had friends and enemies. She was friendly, kind, and quirky. She could spend time with whoever she wanted. She didn't need to waste her time with him. 

It would make more sense for her to ignore him, to surround herself with likable people. Hell, it was a mistake on her part for considering him a friend, if at all. He really wasn't worth her time. 

It's kinda funny how she gets under your skin 

But then she broke away from her group and approached him. She had a certain bounce to her gait that drew attention to her. Everything about her was adorable from her wry smile to her wily wavy hair. 

Virgil hated how he just wanted to hold her and kiss every freckle on her face. He hated how he could crumble from a silly little glance. 

You tell yourself to run, when she gets close enough 

“Hey Virge!” she greeted him, restraining herself from hugging him. Virgil was glad she could respect that boundary, since he was likely to faint if she hugged him out of the blue. 

“Uh, hey,” he stammered, cringing internally. He didn't like how her friends were giggling. He was making a fool of himself and he wanted to get away from the situation, his legs were itching to run. 

“So, you know how Mr. Tanner is going to give us that partner assignment today? I was thinking that we could be partners!” Reina chirped and swayed her shoulders shyly. Virgil would have agreed in a heartbeat if her friends weren't giggling like crazy behind her. 

“I, uh,” he winced and rubbed his neck. He couldn't stop from glancing over her shoulder. 

“Don't mind my harem,” Reina said and glared over her shoulder. Some of her friends rolled their eyes, some snickered, and one blew a playful kiss. But they all stopped paying attention to them. 

This is your chance to sink or swim  

“So, do you want to be partners?” she asked him again, a bit more sheepishly. 

“Yeah—uh—yeah, I mean we'd have to work on it after practice so if that's a problem—” 

“Nope! I'll meet you on the field after practice and we can get started!” Reina beamed and grabbed his hand, “Let's sit together this period!” 

You've got me swinging from the ceiling

And all I know is I never want to come back down

It shouldn't have been so easy for her to make him feel like he was walking on air. With just the slightest touch Reina had the power to turn the air in his lungs to helium. Just the thought that she reached out to him for something so mundane has him giddy on the inside. 

He wanted to scream at the top of his lungs on top of a mountain. He was thrilled and terrified, all because of one gremlin. 

He would be on this high for a while. 

--

This is the time to open your eyes  

Virgil’s day was a blur. He could remember the stuff he learned, and what he would have to do for his film history project, but he didn't really recall anything else about the day, or how he found himself manning left field, not that he was paying attention.

He was too busy internally panicking. He still had to ask Reina out while he still had the courage, and he wasn't sure if he could. They were working on a project for a grade, and he couldn't risk fucking that up on top of rejection. 

It was too risky. 

“Alright guys, bring it in!” the coach shouted from the dugout. Of course, Virgil joined the rest of the team, ready to hear all the complaints and when their next game was. He already knew his own flaws and when he would have to showcase them, so he barely paid attention. 

“And remember, it's not safe for your girlfriends to sit on the field and watch. That's why we have bleachers,” the coach said and eyed the outfielders. Virgil’s blood ran cold. Why was the coach starting at him so much? 

“Who was on the field?” Toby, the pitcher, whispered to Gus, the catcher. 

“Your ex,” Gus whispered back, “Reina.” 

“She never came to practice when we were dating, what the hell? I'm not taking her back.” 

“She didn't even look at you. She was probably eyeing Seth,” Gus scoffed quietly. Virgil didn't need to hear any more. 

As soon as the huddle broke he packed up his bag and made his way to the bleachers. Maybe he didn't have a chance. Seth was good looking, played third base, and he tried so hard to be like Toby. It would make sense for Reina to focus on him. Meeting with Virgil was the perfect excuse. 

Of course, Reina was on the bleachers, waiting for him and swinging her legs. She beamed at him when he came over. 

“Hey, you ready to go to my place to watch a few movies?” she asked, “Or did you want to walk around for a bit?” 

“Shouldn't I shower first? I'm pretty sure I stink,” Virgil asked, making sure his arms stayed down. 

“Nah! I kinda like how you smell. And I kinda wanna talk to you about something, nothing bad, I just need an opinion from someone who isn't interested in roshambo without the rock and paper.” 

Virgil's heart went out to her. She was nervous and clearly distressed by this thing. 

“Let me put this in the locker room and change, and then we can walk around the track and talk,” he ceded. Reina smiled at him and nodded. Virgil refused to take longer than he needed. 

  So he took a quick shower before going back. At least Reina was still there waiting. She looked relieved to see him in his hoodie. 

She hopped to her feet and skipped to meet him part way. 

“So, what's up?” Virgil asked as they made their way to the track. 

“What would you do if I was a guy?” 

“Uh, stop calling you Reina and stop using she/her pronouns.” 

“You wouldn't think I'm weird in a bad way?” 

“No, not for that.” 

“What if I was a guy, but only some of the time?” 

“I would use the name and pronouns you prefer. I don't think being genderfluid or bigender is weird.” 

“Do you think anyone would want to date me if I was gender fluid?” Reina pouted up at him with the saddest green eyes. 

You better spill your guts 

And never let her leave your side  

Virgil grabbed her shoulders gently and nodded. 

“I know I would date you if you were any flavor of trans. I would date you if you were cis. I have the most obnoxious feelings for you, they make me a nervous wreck because I can't bear to make a mistake in front of you. I don't care what name or pronouns as long as you're you.” 

“Virgil—” she said with a distant look in her eyes. 

“Even if you aren't interested in me like that, I know that there's a lot of people who would want to date you,” he relented and dropped his arms. 

Just give it some time, let it sink into her mind

They continued to walk around the track in relative silence. The soft wind and warm sun couldn't calm Virgil's nerves. Reina wasn't talking or making noise. She always made noise. He fucked up and ruined everything. He couldn't even look at her.

She'll be coming back for more  

“Remus.” 

Virgil glanced at Reina. She was looking at him with glassy eyes. 

“My boy name is Remus,” she said. 

“Remus,” Virgil repeated, “it suits you.” 

Reina smiled at him and hugged his arm. 

“You're the first person to say that name to me. It feels good to hear it,” she giggled and rubbed her cheek on his arm. 

You've got me swinging from the ceiling

And all I know is I never wanna come back down

Virgil couldn't fight the blush rising on his face. His heart decided to play Metallica’s “One” against his ribs, slamming in his chest. Reina had to realize that she was sending his feelings into overdrive. She had to realize that she was teasing his heartstrings after that confession. 

“I would date you too,” she hummed, “You're the sweetest guy I know, even with that tough shell.” 

You gotta pull yourself together now

Before your time is running out 

“You would?” Virgil asked and stopped walking. Reina squeaked and caught her balance, grinning up at him. 

Virgil took a deep breath. He could do this.

You better make your move before she goes again

“Will you be my girlfriend and/or boyfriend?” he asked and rubbed his neck. There was still a chance she'd say no. He didn't even ask her on a date! 

Reina immediately pounced, jumping to wrap her arms around his shoulders. Virgil caught her and stumbled a bit, but he was able to hold her up by the thighs while she squealed and nuzzled his neck. 

“Yes! Of course I will! I'm your boyfriend today!” Remus said and leaned back to look at Virgil’s face. He was blushing adorably and chewing his bottom lip, hoping for something more, something Virgil could provide. 

You gotta pull yourself together now 

“Does that mean we can kiss?” Remus asked and wiggled his eyebrows. 

Before your time is running out 

You better make your move before he goes again 

“Yeah,” Virgil said, completely red in the face. He had kissed dudes before, mostly on dares, but he was absolutely flustered at the thought of kissing Remus. 

He leaned in and let his eyes flutter shut, praying Remus would meet him in the middle. Then their lips met and Virgil could hardly contain the sheer joy filling him. It was short and sweet, but it left Virgil giddy and unable to fight his smile. 

“Wanna get pizza and make out while we do our project?” Remus asked when they pulled apart, “If it gets you to smile at me like that, I I'll let you touch my boobs!” 

“I'll smile like this without doing that,” Virgil chuckled, “Just don't get pineapple pizza.” 

Remus laughed and hugged him, pleasantly surprised that Virgil was still carrying him with ease. 

“Anchovies it is!” he teased, expecting Virgil to drop him or get grossed out. 

“You read my mind,” Virgil hummed and carried him off the track, excited for what could come from this.

---

Virgil woke up to the pleasant sensation of lips on his own. He blinked away the sleep from his eyes when those lips pulled away, and he was met with vibrant green eyes. 

“Mm, Ree?” he mumbled. 

“That’s right big boy, and you left your Trash Bat all alone last night!” Remus purred. 

“Sorry about that. I didn't want to wake you up.” 

“That's sweet! But I had to save you from getting covered in stickers and glitter before the kids went to school!” 

“What time is it?” Virgil grunted and sat up. It was already bright, so he had to have slept until late in the morning. 

“Time to order lunch and make out while we watch scary movies.” 

“Just like our first date. Funny, I was just dreaming about that.” 

“Oh! Was that the day I ogled your butt, came out to you, and you carried me all the way to my house? Roman thought I got hurt!” 

“Yeah,” Virgil smiled up at him, “And all these years later you still got me swinging from the ceiling with everything you do.” 

Remus giggled and kissed him again. 

“You say that as if I'm not up there with you!” 

Virgil huffed and pulled Remus on top of him, flopping on his back again. 

“The pizza can wait, I need to hold you for a bit.” 

Remus kissed his neck and snuggled up with him. Moments like these reminded him that he had to thank his 15 year old self for choosing to swim and not sink.

--

Song: Sink or Swim - Close to Home

[soysaucevictim]

Having a convo about how bigenital gender affirming surgeries are a thing. (Where the goal is to have a mixed set-up down there.)

Being a med nerd who loves learning abt like. The anatomy know how needed to pull these things off is amazing. That said, I know and think there's more documentation out there for AFAB folks electing for this. (Leave in the extent vagina, but still do the phallo/metoidoplasty part of the process.)

There doesn't seem to be as much documentation of AMAB folks electing for it. But I'm going to assume it's going to involve techniques like using a segment of bowel to create a new vagina (because such folks would desire keeping their extent penis in place.)

Reason for me pondering about that is the whole Gymrat!Virgil learning she's bigender thing... he'd be at least curious about that option/possibility.

[coyidk]

Proud to announce that I've become father to my first born child 😋😋🙏🏼 (it's the first ever plushie I've crocheted!)

It's a genderfluid cat called Virgil in reference to @anfieldroad and his headcanon of genderfluid Virgil van Dijk.

Their face is kinda off and I freestyled the whole thing with no pattern, please don't judge haha

[ronancebyler]

i find it hilarious when people think i think m*leven is unrequited because im a byler shipper, as if mspec mike can't be real. (link to my pov on that)

i don't think mike never liked el, i think el never liked mike. i am a lesbian el truther.

my girl literally came back from being a lab experiment and was closed off from society her whole life and mike was the first person to show love to her, and then it follows with traumatic experiences together. that is a misinterpretation of platonic affection and a trauma bond.

she was far too unfazed about being his sister to like him, she loves mike and he made the first move, so she thought that this is what her platonic love must mean and went along with it.

because of how much she loves mike and because he was the first person she's ever loved since the lab it makes complete sense for her to mistake that as romantic.

[hoybero]

I can't believe I have gender envy from a rat that was in a musical for like ten seconds

[skipp3r]

Im an imprisoned russian novelist, im a butterfly fairy, im dirt, im beatrice, im virgil, im the inferno, im paradise lost, im an owl, im water, im shakespeare’s inkwell, im the sound the black tiles make on the piano, im a 7 spotted ladybug, im angelina the ballerina, im gay, im a giant cat, im an illuminated manuscript, im a linen shirt, im the heights that wuther, im a pile of trash, im monet’s water lilies, im the alps, im a mountain lion, im a pea-sized schoolboy, im all the knowledge in the world, im a university, im a chalice, im a bowl of lentils

[analoceits]

i love DLAMP as a dynamic however i find it viscerally boring when theyre all boyfriends that have a completely normal relationship but also boring when they are just besties. i need them to be Insane and weird.

moceit is in an on-and-off again that could be straight out of a sitcom with how bullshit the dramatics are. they are so divorced and also married. this somehow does not effect the rest of the polycule.

janus keeps trying to break up analogical. virgil and logan both think this is him flirting. this pisses virgil off, and makes logan blush. logan and janus have made out abt this before. virgil and janus almost did but virgil panicked, bit him, and ran away.

moxiety and royality are both very VERY cute qprs. prinxiety arent dating or a qpr but they do occasionally make out. usually after sparring or after heated arguments. no one knows why, and no one plans to ask.

virgil one time, for sillies put out official polycule roles for everyone on the fridge. patton was the cook, roman was twink, janus was gender transer, and logan was tax-filer, before virgil scratched it out and replaced it with "poor little meow meow". the chaos after shouldve been expected.

(janus's official role is Gender Transer bc her being genderfluid made both virgil (bigender, she/he) and logan (transfem, they/she) realize they may Not Be Cis.)

remus isnt in the polycule but he has Something going on with every non-roman member of the polycule. no one can quantify exactly what, but it is Something. roman covers his ears and goes "LALALALA" when anyone brings this up.

roman AND janus both have an official Boyfriend Leaderboard. they are both permanently at the top of each others leaderboards because "mutually assured destruction". somehow, this causes very few problems.

remy has had a Thing with all of them. all of them really want to ask abt adding him to the polycule, but none of them know abt remys Things with the others so they dont know if its appropriate yet. remy knows and finds this fucking hilarious.

[glacierruler]

Banding With You

Masterpost / Prev Chapter / Next chapter

Chapter 2

AU: A band AU with a Soulmate twist!

Taglist: @hyperfixated-homo @cutebisexualmess @uhhh-hi-there-i-am-nervous @simple-seranade (Please tell me if you'd like to be added/removed)

CWs: none that I know of please tell me if I missed any!

Words: 247

12/19/23 10:23 pm

Hello,

I know it’s late, and maybe I should be studying or something, if I was in college that is. 18 year old high school drop out living with his parents. Oh right, he/him storm/storms right now for pronouns. Anyways, I am technically a high school drop out, without being a high school drop out. The only way that works, is I technically have my GED, buuuut in order to get that GED I had to technically drop out of high school. The plan was for me to go to college after that. But the tests for my GED drained most of our money. Plus college sucks anyways. Idk, this has been an interesting 18th birthday. Oh, right, Logan and Patton are willing to join a band with me. Don’t know why Patton wants to, because he doesn’t seem like the type to like melancholy punk songs, mixed with a bit of indie pop. Don’t really know how else to describe the songs I write. Again, fair warning for when I do write a song in you, they aren’t pretty. Well the lyrics are pretty, just not what they mean. Hnn… maybe I’ll put my whole life story in you some other day. But not right now. Just know that up until recently, my life sucked. Anyways goodbye for now. Oh before I forget, Patton said he could play percussion pretty well. Okay, now it’s actually goodbye for now!

[parentsbesluts]

after a full month theyre finally done . these designs took a lot out of me to make but i really like how they all turned out. more design info for each under the cut

patton: black cis man, he/him, 6'0 (the tallest except for remus*). 4b hair. he has patches of skin that developed into frog skin following the events of svsr. its functionally similar to vitiligo, as it was caused by the high amounts of stress patton went through, but not the same. his shirt was a gift from janus that was suggested by remus. he has chronic back pain (not a part of the design but this is important to know). he wears the bff bracelet that roman made for him when they were young. he has stretch marks around his shoulders and chest.

roman: italian + latina bigender woman, she/he/star, 5'10. he dyes her own hair often but favors stars natural color with streaks of blond. her sword is longer than that when star actually uses it. i fucked up the proportions when drawing it and didn't have the strength to fix it. she had an entire royal cape but he opts not to wear it in most situations. similarly he owns a lot more jewelry than just the stuff stars wearing in the picture but its often not practical. her bff bracelet is in a drawer in his room right now.

logan: indigenous (specifically mayan) agender person, they/xe, 5'6 (the shortest except for remus*). xyr hair has gone gray from stress despite attempts to fix it, so they have accepted their fate and moved on. xe has a nose ring because virgil is a terrible influence on them. the heart on their cheek marks the first spot that virgil ever kissed xem. xe's been carrying around that orange book a lot recently for some reason. xe has stretch marks around their chest, shoulders, armpit, and hips.

virgil: irish (she makes their skin gray just because) genderfluid person, she/he/they, 5'8 ½. he took up smoking (though they prefer weed over cigs) to try and reduce her and thomas's anxiety. it's seemingly working but now their room smells like weed. her rat tails are 100% real. after accepting anxiety she cut off their jacket sleeves and jean shins to show off more of his body. we love body positivity. the scar on his face is remus's fault. they have many anxiety reducing habits such as can tab collecting and biting her nails. enrichment. the heart on his neck marks the first spot that logan ever kissed her. he changes hair color in accordance with shirt. she has stretch marks around their hip and armpits.

janus: french + spanish trans male, he/hiss/venom, 5'8. the cane is not optional. despite having the fashion sense of an upper class victorian man hi is actively socialist. ve claims he's "reclaiming the style". the tree patterns on hisses overcoat and gloves have absolutely no symbolism related to them whatsoever. the eye he wears around venoms neck is made from serpentine. the ring pattern on hisses gloves is solely because its hard to put rings on over gloves, even though it doesnt matter at all and ve could simply summon rings on hisses fingers if he wanted to. the snake pattern around venoms coat is not sentient.

remus: italian + latino unlabled person, he/it/that thing, height is incredibly unstable but averages to around 5'10 most days. it can see out of the eyes on his earrings and right sleeve. the spikes on that things clothing are indeed real teeth. it misses his friends. it wears some sort of weird lingerie under his uniform. that thing ended up getting the uncontrollable hair genes and it dyes its hair in shrimp colors. he wants to dye its hair with virgil again. the chain can be stored inside of the mace handle, allowing the mace to be used as a morningstar. the preportions on it are also bad sorry. that things shoes are sentient and want to kill you. it wishes janus wasn't so busy. he doesn't want to be alone.

[thunder-pride]

It’s the 1st of May! One month until June and a whole lot of fun awaits us! While you’re counting down with us, now’s the time to gather your art supplies, sharpen your pencils (and your typing skills!), and queue up your faves!

Whether you want to use each day to explore headcanons both new and old, get ready to take part in events, or celebrate Pride with us - we’re excited to have you and look forward to seeing what you make!

If you’d like some inspo - you could combine these prompts with our random identity generator!

A post regarding the Gift Exchange sign ups is forthcoming and when posted, a link will be added [HERE] SIGN-UPS CLOSED

A text version of the calendar can be found under the cut below 😊

EVENT - 1 & 2 June - Ask Game

3 June - Bingo #1 Prompts

4 June - Gordon Day

5 June - Gay Men and Lesbian Day

6 June - Scott Day

7 June - Agender and Bigender Day

EVENT - 8 & 9 June - Palette Challenge

10 June - Bingo #2 Prompts

11 June - Aromantic and Asexual Day

12 June - Tin-Tin and Kayo Day

13 June - Genderqueer and Genderfluid Day

14 June - Virgil Day

EVENT - 15 & 16 June - Headcanon Weekend

17 June - Bingo #3 Prompts

18 June - Alan Day

19 June - Transgender Day

20 June - Brains and Jeff Day

21 June - Multisexual Day (e.g. Bisexual, Pansexual, Omnisexual)

EVENT - 22 & 23 June - Photo Prompts

24 June - Bingo #4 Prompts

25 June - Polyamorous Day

26 June - John Day

27 June - Demisexual and Demiromantic Day

28 June - Lady Penelope and Parker Day

EVENT - 29 & 30 June - Gift Exchange

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

Because I am a slut™ for genderfluid!Virge....

Human au where Remus constantly brags to his brother and friends and anyone who will listen about his online boyfriend and girlfriend. He gets poetic and swoons like some sort of 19th century poet. Roman is appalled because he thinks Remus is cheating.

And then Virgil moves into town and he gets a job at a coffee shop. Roman's favorite coffee shop. And they meet and Roman's first thought is, this guy is Remus' type, better keep him away.

And then like a week later, Roman regrettably has Remus with him, because Remus wants to introduce him to his boyfriend later, and he needs caffeine for that. He's praying that the edgy guy isn't working. He's in luck, the guy isn't there, but a new woman is, and she's also Remus' type!

And Remus can't help but flirt a little. Roman understands but he doesn't like it. He doesn't like that she flirts back. How dare Remus whore himself around like this when he's supposed to introduce his boyfriend to his brother!

Roman is seething for the rest of the day until it's time for Remus' boyfriend to show up for movie night. He's the one who opens the door ready to rat his brother out.

And he is stunned when the barista from earlier is there, like she were invited. And then Remus pushes him aside and leaps into her arms.

Remus explains that this absolute death goddess is Virge, his girlfriend and boyfriend! And a total babe!

Roman just faints, unable to take anymore whiplash, and because he's dramatic. Movie night goes well after he gets up again but Remus holds it against him forever

Y E S I fucking L O V E Genderfluid!Vee and this S O fucking much oml XD!!! I absolutely adore how dramatic and oblivious Ro is he will not stand for his brother shooting his shot with this Emo barista woman and being uncommited when his boyfriend is out there waiting to be introduced but little did he know Ree had a two for one deal all along XD

[brandstifter-sys]

These Dreams

Chapter 3: Amarante and Berylus                  (Ao3) (must be signed in)

For @dukexietyweek 2023 Day 3 - Mythology

Word Count: 1178

Rating: T

Characters: Remus, Virgil

Warnings: Genderfluid!Virgil, mtf Virgil, ftm Remus, death mention, fake mythology, dreams

Vi has a strange dream in which she is the god(dess) of storms and she needs help. How many places is she going to see the same person she’s never met?

---

Vi was not exactly thrilled about this. The deity of storms was used to getting visitors begging for rain. She was not a fan of coming to the ground to seek out help. 

As her bare feet grazed the sand, she thought about why she was even at the beach. It was a desperate plea. A prayer for one of her most devout followers. 

The frail old woman was weak with age, burdened and weighed down with the life she carried in her. She had one son who was still alive. One grandson who still visited. And that young man was expecting a child. He was going on a long trip to trade goods in a foreign land. 

For days on end she stayed in the temple, praying and begging for her grandson's safe passage across the sea. She did not eat, she refused to sleep, not until her desperate pleas reached Vi. 

Vi had personally gone to her to assure her that her grandson would see no storms. He would be safe. She needed to eat and rest. 

But Vi knew that reassurance was far from enough. To keep anyone safe on the sea, the sky could only do so much. She had to find him and ask for his help. Just the thought of seeing him made her heart race. 

She looked up at the stars, breaking through her clouds, wishing she could go back and sleep instead of dealing with an influx of feelings. But the tides licked at her ankles, reminding her that she had a mission. 

She descended into the depths, letting her purple aura glow around her. The currents rustled her loose flowing gown, but not her long dark hair or her hood. 

Despite the vast expanse of the sea, Vi knew she wouldn't have to travel far to bump into the mysterious god of the depths. 

It was strangely beautiful in the deep darkness. The odd creatures that flitted past her were misshapen and some could glow in the dark. 

They were a distraction.

Vi jolted when she suddenly appeared before a large cave. A green glow emanated from it, setting her on edge. 

Then a pair of glowing green eyes opened and landed on her. Slick tentacles curled and crept out of the cave, bringing a strange man into view. His torso was human, though his chest suggested he was a little different from the average man. His lower half was a mass of tentacles. And then his face came into view. 

He was grinning wildly, showing off his sharp, jagged teeth from under his curly mustache. But there was something almost childish about his expression, something sweet that was more than endearing.

"Hello gorgeous!" the being cooed and winked at her, "What brings a beauty like you from the clouds?" 

"I need your help," Vi bristled. 

"Me?" he gasped and rolled onto his back, "Only one goddess ever needs my help! And you don't look like Death!" 

"You don't recognize me?" 

"I would remember someone as enchanting as you!" he had the nerve to giggle, "But I would love to remember you and all of your curves!" 

One of his tentacles snuck around her and latched onto her hip. Vi growled low in her throat and zapped the tentacle with enough electricity to kill a human. 

"Yeowch!" the sea god yelped and pulled his tentacle back to nurse it. He pouted at Vi for a split second before his grin returned. 

"Stormy!" he cheered and flipped over, holding his head in his hands, "I didn't know you switch! You're too hot as a man and too hot as a woman! How do you expect me to survive?!" 

"You can't die," Vi scoffed and crossed her arms, "And I still need your help." 

"What do you need? I'm more than happy to provide a tentacle fantasy! Or if you just want to—" 

"I need to guarantee that a mortal doesn't die at sea. And that's your thing." 

"Again? How desperate was the person praying?" he pouted.

"No food or sleep for four days, and she was elderly and frail." 

"Damn! Okay, okay, I'll keep the meat sack safe—for a price!" 

"What price?" 

"Take me to the clouds and marry me." 

"Are you insane?" 

"A little bit! But that has nothing to do with my price!" he giggled, "Think about it, if we're married, you don't have to make the trip to ask me to protect mortals. You can just come here directly! It's a good deal for you!" 

"And what do you get out of it?" she pressed suspiciously. 

"A beautiful wife, a handsome husband, and I can pretend that you love me!" the sea god hummed and blinked at her innocently. 

"Why would you want to pretend that?" 

"Because you're one of the few people who keeps coming by and lingering. Because you're so kind and understanding even with me, even if you aren't always patient. Because I love you," he shrugged and floated up to her, to be at eye level. 

He was so open and vulnerable. Vi could see it in his eyes, the hope, the longing, the adoration. 

"Get rid of the tentacles and get dressed," she ordered with a little smirk, "You don't have to pretend." 

“Really?!” the sea god gasped. Before she had time to react, Vi was trapped by his tentacles in a tight hug and he was holding onto her with his other arms. He was so giddy and giggly, she couldn’t stay mad at him. 

“Really, really. But, seriously, lose the tentacles when we go. They won’t work well on the clouds and I’m not carrying you.” 

“Aw, but you’re so strong and pretty and I want you to cradle me like a dead lover on the battlefield! Pretty please?” he pouted. Vi shook her head and sighed fondly.

“I’ll carry you some of the way. But you still need to lose the tentacles if you want me to balance.” 

“I think you just want to see my naked lower half so you can get ideas for later!” he teased and wiggled his eyebrows.

“If I say ‘yes’ will you do it?” 

“I was going to either way!” he laughed, “But it’s nice to hear you admit it!” 

Vi woke up and groaned. She knew she should have had another coffee. She peeled her face off of the book she was reading and rubbed her eyes. She could research for her novel later. The tale of Amarante and Berylus really didn't fit the vibe she was going for, and it just led to yet another strange dream. 

"I'm not admitting to anything," she jeered and set off into the darkness to return home to the clouds with her new husband to be. 

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She was getting tired of wondering who she kept seeing in her sleep. If she could bring herself to focus on anything other than that mustachioed bastard. She was going to have to do a little more research if she wanted to figure out why he kept showing up.