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Moral Daisy/Patton: Cisgirl, she/her, her name is Paige, not Patton.
SuperLogic/Logan: Cisman, he/him.
Misery Vails/Virgil: Transman, he/him.
Virgil’s POV
Summary: Princey and Moral Daisy are called to help with a robbery, and they’re face to face with the two most powerful superheroes.
Pairing: LAMP
Content warnings will spoil this series. If you need content warnings, then don’t read this.
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Logan bursts the front doors down. We both lift our guns up as Logan screams at the banker. People are running away, but that doesn’t matter. We’re here to take money, not lives.
We get a bag full of money as I feel a sharp pain in my back, and I fall onto the ground. I try to get up, but I can’t. While I drift in and out of consciousness I hear some familiar voices. Princey and Moral Daisy, crap.
My breath staggers as everything starts to feel wetter. I slowly open my eyes expecting the worst, and the worst is what I got. I’m laying in a pool of my own blood.
I involuntarily close my eyes, then open them.
The lights are far too bright for my eyes to stay open for more than three seconds.
“Are you okay?” A sweet high-pitched voice asks.
My vision focus on a pink mask.
“Moral Daisy?” I ask as I try to keep my face calm.
“It’s okay Sweetie, I’m not going to arrest you. I just want you to be safe and healthy. How do you feel?” She asks as she lays a gentle hand onto mine.
“I’m not in pain,” I admit.
“Good, good. SuperLogic ran away, so we have nowhere to put you once you’re recovered.”
“I’ll find my way. Where’s your friend?”
“Oh, he doesn’t know you’re here. He would arrest you on the spot, or even kill you.” Moral Daisy takes her hand off of mine.
“Why aren’t you?”
Moral Daisy sighs.
“No one is born a villain, something happens that causes them to become a villain. You’re not evil Misery Vails, you’re human.”
“I had my medical team to surgery on you. I told them you’re a family friend, so they won’t tell anyone.”
“You have a personal medical team?”
“The perks of being a superhero.”
A superhero. I’m having light-hearted banter with the enemy.
“You’re really nice for a villain.”
Clearly, she’s thinking the same thing.
“You’re really nice for a hero.”
“Of course heroes are nice, we’re heroes.”
“If I believed that I wouldn’t be a villain.”
“Good point.”
I yawn.
“I’m going to let you go back to sleep. Good night, Sweetie.”
I close my eyes as Moral Daisy gets up from next to the bed.
Clink.
My eyes pop open. The room is pitch black.
Clank.
My breathing starts to get faster than I can control.
A flashlight is being whipped around the room until it stops on my face.
“Misery Vails?” A deep voice asks. Logan.
“Wha-”
“There are probably microphones in this room so I can’t say you’re real name,” he explains.
“No, what are you doing here?”
“What do you mean, obviously I’m here to save you.”
“Save me? My hero,” I tease.
“Oh quiet.”
“I meant how did you know where I am?”
“Your chip.”
“You can access that?” I ask.
“No, but Deceit can.”
“You got Deceit to look at my chip?” I yell.
Logan shushes me.
“Quiet. I didn’t get him to do anything when I told him that Moral Daisy shot and snatched you he immediately went to the chip.
“Wait, Daisy shot me?”
“Someone did, it might have been Princey.”
Logan says as he put the flashlight away and picks me up. Pain shoots through my entire body. I clasp a hand over my mouth and try not to scream.
“Sorry, I'm not trying to hurt you,” Logan says as he jumps out of the window. We fly over Orlando. Logan opens the window to our apartment and he walks into my bedroom. He gently puts me down onto my bed.
Logan gets up to leave when there’s a loud crash from a distance.
Summary: Logan hears a strange noise and investigates it.
Pairing: LAMP
Content warnings will spoil this series. If you need content warnings, then don’t read this.
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I start to get up to leave when there’s a loud crash from a distance.
“Logan,” Virgil whispers with desperation.
“I’ll check it out,” I reassure him as I grab the metal bat next to Virgil’s bed. I’ve always told him that the bat was excessive and that we’ll never need it, but it turns out I was wrong.
“Please be careful,” Virgil whispers. His eyes widen, lips pouting.
“I will. Don’t worry.”
I tiptoe over to the hallway. I peek into the living room.
“The Duke? What are you doing in my house?” I ask as I drop the bat.
“I’m not here for you, I’m here for Virgil. Deceit saw on Virgil’s chip that he’s here so he told me to check up on him,” he explains.
“Oh really?”
As Deceit’s right-hand man there’s no way he doesn’t know Deceit’s blind, but does he really think I wasn’t told? Of course, we’re not allowed to talk about it, but Virgil and I are the biggest public villains in the world. Obviously, he would have told me.
“Yes,” he says as he closes the window, “you really should close your windows.”
“I wanted to get Virgil to his bed as soon as possible.”
“Can you show me where he is?”
I nod before showing him Virgil’s room. I walk in with him.
“Can I talk to him alone?” The Duke asks me.
“No,” Virgil says.
Virgil’s never been to nice to The Duke or Deceit, if he wasn’t so powerful he would have been severely punished by now.
The Duke’s left eye twitches as he pulls a forced annoyed smile.
“Alright,” The Duke says, frustration leaking through his voice. He takes a couple of steps forward. “How are you feeling?” His voice is a lot calmer than it just was.
“I’m fine. I might have to take a bit of a break,” Virgil explains.
“A bit? He was shot, he needs a long break,” I say as I sit down onto the bed next to Virgil’s feet.
“Okay, I’ll make sure Deceit knows.” The Duke starts to leave the room.
“Wait,” Virgil says, causing The Duke to stop in his tracks.
“Yes?”
“Can you give Deceit the letter that’s on my dresser?”
“Letter?” I ask, surprised.
“Of course.” The Duke grabs the letter before leaving.
“He’s a mess.” Virgil gives me a playful smile.
“Every villain is a mess, especially the ones with emo nicknames,” I tease.
“Dude, I was fourteen when I became a villain. Also, what kind of name is SuperLogic?”
“Woah, woah, woah, my name is special to me.”
Virgil chuckles.
We exchange our goodbyes before I go to my bedroom.
I smile at the only thing on my white walls, a framed picture of Virgil and me when he was fourteen and I was sixteen. His emo bangs covered one of his eyes, while my hair was dyed blue. It’s so weird to think that for years I was the one with colored hair and Virgil had natural hair. Of course, his hair is brown now, but that probably won’t last long. He is constantly saying he’s never going to dye his hair again, however, every few months his hair is magically purple.
I put on pajamas, then crawl into bed.
Tomorrow is going to be interesting, Virgil never takes breaks unless I’m also taking a break, so It’ll be the first time in five years that I’ve worked without him.
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“Heya Roman,” I say as I enter the office.
We’re both wearing our superhero outfits already even though it’s six am, except for our masks of course.
“Hi, Paige,” he greets with a fond smile on his face.
“I got you this from Ma’s bakery,” is say as I hand him a pumpkin spice latte and a bag with a sour cream donut.
“Thank you so much, your ma makes the best donuts.”
“I’ll make sure to tell her you said that.”
We sit down and check our emails as Roman slurps his latte and sloppily eats the donut.
I go through my Instagram DM requests on my superhero Instagram account. I respond to some young girls saying I’m your inspiration, some people with weird questions, and I block quite a bit of creepy old men saying things that I will never repeat. As I’m scrolling I get a DM request from an account called mis3ryyy. The DM says, “you probably won’t see this, but i never got ur number. this is virgil btw.”
I immediately accept the request and send back, “heya virgil. this acc gets a lot of DMs so if you want to talk then please dm @ paigeharrisonwears”
I go onto my main account, paigeharrisonwears, and go onto Virgil’s account. The profile picture is of a purple sky, and the bio says, “19. he/him. stay golden.” The account is private so I request to follow him.
I quickly get a dm from him saying, “Hey hey hey.” I respond with an emoji sticking its tongue out.
I get a notification saying that he’s requested to follow me, and accepted my follow request. I immediately go to stalk his page, of course.
He has photos of his outfits, which are all black except for a little purple. He has a couple of smiling selfies with Logan, which is tagged with @ book_nerd, who I request to follow of course. The further his page the more confused I get.
“Hey Roman, what do you think their gender is?” I ask as I show a photo of Virgil from 2012. He has long hair, a feminine face, and wears clothes that seem to be a feminine fit.
“Um, a girl. She looks really familiar.”
“That’s an old photo of Virgil.”
“Do you think he’s trans?”
I shrug my shoulders.
“It’s a possibility,” I say before putting my phone away.
“I’m stuffed,” Roman says after he finishes his latte and donut.
An alarm goes off in the office, which means we are needed immediately.
We grab our tablets, which are basically just glorified smartphones. On the screen, there’s an address and a little icon that means there’s an armed fight.
We quickly grab a couple of small weapons, you know a pistol, knife, stuff like that.
Then we rush to the address.
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“Looks like Logan and Virgil beat us here,” Roman remarks as we plop onto the top of the building.
Bullets are racing through the air. Our outfits and marks are bulletproof, however, nothing is covering the back of my head, so we need to make sure to stop this while staying safe.
“Tallykat! It’s not worth it!” Logan’s low baritone voice yells from the other side of the roof.
“Shut up!” Tallykat screams.
“We could scare them by shooting them,” Roman says.
“If Virgil isn’t wearing bullet-proof clothes than there’s no way Tallykat is.”
Roman sighs.
“You’re right.”
“Agent Spirit!” I yell, “you’re a hero, not a villain! Be the better person, walk away!”
“Moral Daisy!?” He yells back as he looks over at Roman and me. He looks back at Tallykat before running off of the roof.
“Pussy!” Tallykat yelled.
“They must be really mad,” I tell Roman before we walk over by her.
“Leave me alone,” they snarl.
“We’re not going to arrest you, we just want to make sure that you’re okay before we leave,” I assure them.
Tallykat sighs.
“Sorry, I’m just really upset right now,” they say as they put their gun back into their belt. “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks, I guess.”
“No problem. See you later,” I say before Roman and I leave the rooftop.
“Wanna take a break?” Roman ask.
“Sure. We should go to Ma’s bakery,” I suggest.
“Ooh yes, it’s been a hot minute since I’ve seen her. I really need to call her more, especially since she basically raised me.”
“She’ll be so excited to see you. She talks about you all of the time, and she added some new photos on the photo wall in the bakery. You may or may not be on the wall multiple times.”
Roman chuckles.
“I really need to make her a priority in my life. Same with everyone else in the family,” Roman can’t help but think out loud.
I can’t help but smile. Roman’s family has been close to our family since before I was born. No one really expected Roman and I to get close since he is six years older than me, and since he has a sister only one year older than I. And yet somehow Roman and I have been besties since I turned one.
Summary: Virgil and Logan have an intimate conversation.
Pairing: LAMP
Content warnings will spoil this series. If you need content warnings, then don’t read this.
Previous, Next.
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“Do you think we’re too close?” Virgil asks.
“No, of course not.”
“I… I have a…”
“What do you have?” I whisper.
“A lot of... affection for you.”
“I, uh, have- I’m sorry, what?”
“You know, you’re like my favorite person.” Virgil’s face is a lot pinker than it was a couple of seconds ago.
“You’re my favorite person too.”
Virgil dramatically pulls the white blanket over his head.
“What’s wrong?” I gently remove the blanket from his face.
“Nothing.”
“The redness on your face says otherwise.”
“Stop,” Virgil whines as he attempts, and fails, to rip the blanket from my hands to cover his face once again.
I can’t help but chuckle at him.
For a split second, a smile appears on his face, the dimple on the left side of mouth making an appearance. As soon as the smile appears, it’s gone.
“Remember when we first met?” I ask as he sits up.
“Yeah, I was a nervous wreck.”
“You were almost as tall as me.”
“Yeah, then you decided to be like 6′7.”
“I’m only 6′4.”
“Can’t relate.” Virgil gives me his infamous side smile.
“I like it when you smile,” I blurt, and immediately regret it. I slap my hand over my mouth.
“You’re cute when you’re embarrassed.”
“I don’t know how to respond to that.”
“Your mom doesn’t know how to respond to that.”
I sigh, and he playfully elbows me.
“We should go to bed,” I say.
“Yeah, we should.”
We both stare at each other and don’t move.
“Logan?”
“Yeah?”
“Can you sleep next to me tonight?”
The bed is small, we would barely be able to fit, but how could I say no?
“Of course.”
He gives me another one of his rare smiles. He’s been smiling a lot more lately.
“Thank you,” he whispers.
We both lay down next to each other. I turn over so that I wasn’t able to look at Virgil.
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“Logan?”
There’s a hand shaking my shoulder.
“Logan!”
I slowly open my eyes and roll over to see Virgil’s panicked face.
“Yeah?” I mumble, my voice being low and growly.
“TallyKat and Agent Spirit got into a fight.”
“But Agent Spirit is considerably bigger than TallyKat.”
“Yeah, we need to go help,” Virgil says as he sits up.
I want to tell him to stay next to me. To lay back down and let me wrap my arm around him. We can spend the rest of the day holding each other and talk about nothing.
But that’s illogical. We have a job to do.
I quickly get out of the bed and go to the closet. I grab the backup villain outfit I have for emergencies because of course, the one time we didn’t bring our outfits is the day we need it.
I rush to the bathroom and throw on the outfit. When I leave the bathroom I see Virgil with his black leather pants and a black baggy long-sleeved shirt.
“You know, you can stay here and keep it easy. You’re still recovering from your wound,” I tell him as he puts on his cape.
