Purgatory High... A school for lost souls that, for whatever reason, can't be reincarnated just yet.
You need to be accepted to reincarnate by displaying that you have good grades, are skilled, empathetic and, most importantly, have a passion for li...
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I did this like probably a week ago now, but I'm still super proud of it and the smutshot that inspired it isn't out yet, so I'm sharing it here! Nothing to do with PH, I just really like Naga Janus and demus. I didn't use a base so if it looks a bit wonk that's why.
Now back to your regularly scheduled programming!
TW: Crying, mentions blood, mentions moving on and grief, extreme pain (Virgil tucks his wings), mentions being boiled in "water" and lava, mentions mutilation, disapproving of relationships, mentions daddy kink, not feeling worthy, being overwhelmed, jokingly mentions being broke, mentions having scars but seeing them as a beautiful thing, (kinda?) getting peer pressured? It's really not that bad lol.
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"Do you remember when you caught me making a song in my office? I practically locked you in the room and demanded you listen to it. I was so stuck on that song until you told me it needed an echo effect. It literally fixed the whole song."
Virgil snickered, his feathers ruffling as he looked back on the memory. "Those headphones were far too big for my head, back then. I felt like I was balancing a suitcase on my scalp!"
"Oh, but you looked so cute!" His Mumma cooed, bouncing in her seat. "You looked like Mumma's lil DJ! And you had such squishy lil cheeks!"
"Mumma- Please! Nobody's even here and I still feel embarrassed."
"Give him a rest, dear." His Ma (or his saviour) soothed in a half teasing manner. "I want to hear about this new school! Are you making any friends?"
"Well, actually... I have. Three, in fact."
They both gasped and Virgil scowled as he saw tears in his Mumma's eyes. "R-Really? Oh, honey... I'm so proud of you..."
Virgil flushed and hid his face, shaking his head. He almost felt ethereal after hearing that. "Mumma! St-Stop that..."
"No, I am. Oh, Ebby! Ebby, he has friends!" They really were proud of him...
"Stop crying! You're gonna make me cry!" Virgil chuckled softly, wiping his eyes on his sleeve. He'd made them proud... "But, yeah. I have friends. They kind of forced their way into my life."
"But you let them! And that's progress!"
Virgil sighed and played with his sleeve. "I guess it is, huh?" They were about the respond, but were quickly cut off by a timer appearing. His blood ran cold and he couldn't look as the realisation dawned on his mothers' faces.
"I... Have to go." Virgil croaked mournfully, his voice much more subdued than it had been.
"Wait, no! Veve, please... I can't lose you again..." Virgil whimpered and met his mother's eyes.
"Mumma... I have to. We only have so much time." Upon seeing the tears trail down their faces, Virgil rushed to correct himself. "I'll be back! I promise! Any time you feel lonely, just summon me, ok? I'll always make the time."
