Virgil oneshots (all ships with Virgil)

Dark Haired Cinnamon Roll

TW: my writing and Remus (though he isn't too bad)
Request by: Amy3421
Art by: liattac on deiveintart

"Thanks, Kayda." Kayda nodded showing a resemblance of a smile on their face, he looked over the bottle, admiring the pretty black bow and mesmerizing pink liquid. "No problem, Virgil. Glad someone wants my mystery potions. Remember to send back notes and everything." "Of course, Kayda. See ya next week." Kayda nodded, "oh, before I go, here." Virgil brow rose, but none the less extended his hand. Kayda dropped a small cloth of ink onto Virgil's hand, Virgil instinctively yanked his hand back as the ink raced through the top of his skin, fast and certain. Virgil watched in slight horror and fascination as the ink stopped on his neck, the feel of the ink moving having stopped there; it formed a shape, and Virgil was sure of it, he just didn't know what shape it took the form of. "There, now nothing fatal from those potions can kill you. Well, nothing that goes into your mouth," Kayda pointed at their mouth, "can kill you. Farewell, Virgil, take notes for me." Kayda added sternly before disappearing. Virgil sighed, relieved? Maybe. Virgil turned back to the door that got him here and opened it, easily walking back into the mind Palace, flinching as the door slammed shut like always.

Virgil leaned into the living area, making sure it was empty, before bouncing down the last few stairs, placing the potion on the table and moving around the bar to the cabinet that held the mugs. He hummed to himself as he brought down his black mug and walked over placing it on the table, sitting down and pulling out the notebook that he used for Kayda, placing it into the table and pouring the mysterious potion into the mug, the potion looked like it'd go down just fine. "Ah, fuck. Pen." Virgil closed the nootebool and headed upstairs quickly, and heading into his room grabbing his own seperate notebook and a pen. Right as he was turning to head back down. "There he is! As pale as a corpse." Virgil turned around confused, "Remus?" Virgil let his eyes drink in the sight of the man before him, barely giving him time to recognize the other man beside Remus. "Dragon witch pal, got a hold of me. Something about a potion?" Janus nodded, brushing his blonde hair out of his eyes. "Definitely not a potion to make you fall in love with the next thing or human you see. It is not a possibility that you could even...." "Oh, don't worry JJ, I can say this part. It definitely is a possibility that you could see yourself in a reflection and uh, wank yourself to death." "Huh... Guess they didn't notice. Oh, well, I can just dump it out. Thanks guys." Virgil turned and left, trying to bite back the anxiety he felt from the other two just popping up. "That corpse makes me wanna commit necrophilia-" "Shut up." Virgil heard the short conversation end quickly as he assumed Janus took Remus back to the darksides place.

Virgil bounced down the stairs, turning to look at the stupid potion that he'd have to get rid of. Oh, fuck. "Virgil? This yours? If so, I'm gonna take a sip, sparring gets one parched." Virgil gasped, watching Roman raise the drink closer to his lips. "NO!" Virgil dropped his things grabbing the drink out of Romans hands, watching timidly the small puddle that spilt. Roman looked at Virgil bewildered. "Virge? My prince, what was that for? I won't drink it all, just a sip." Roman reached for the drink again. Virgil took a deep breath before chugging the whole thing. Fuck fuck fuck fuck why would I do that?! "Virgil!" Roman sighed in defeat although the disappointment isn't sugar coated. "Ah..... Yummy." Virgil flushed in embarrassment, quickly moving to the kitchen blindly trying to clean his mug, making Roman sigh. "Are you alright? You're not gonna get anywhere with your eyes closed." Roman took the mug from Virgil and began to wash it for him, leaving Virgil to back away apologizing. "I-i think I'm gonna lay down on the--" Poof. "Meow." What. The. Actual. Fuck- "huh?" Roman turned around to see a black cat, with a white patch that looks to be some sort of picture? Guess Alurio got out. "Alurio? Did you see Virgil?" The cat stayed silent. Probably mocking Roman. And Roman didn't like that. Sighing Roman put away Virgils mug, watching Alurio out of the corner of his eye, making sure the cat couldn't bamboozle him again.