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Virgil: If you’re lactose intolerant you can stay but you’re on frickin’ thin ice.

Patton: I eat the powder straight from the pack.

He brought his fist up and softly knocked on the door. It opened sooner than he had expected, and not by the person he had expected.

“What is it, Ro?” he asked. Roman looked past him into the room to see Logan holding Virgil and talking to him calmly. Guess he wasn’t the only one who had a nightmare that night. He opened his mouth to speak, but Patton cut him off. “Whatever it is, can it wait? Virge needs us right now and I really don’t need you accidently saying something mean and making it worse, uh, no offense, kiddo.” Patton shut the door before Roman could respond.

Roman stumbled back as a feeling of pure dread filled up inside him. Tears that he had thought he’d settled down soon after waking up resurfaced and threatened to spill from his eyes. He looked around, unsure what to do next. So he went to the only place he could think to go.

~

Remus was surprised to see his brother this late at night—he thought light sides had better sleep schedules—, but he threw those thoughts aside when he saw how Roman was shaking and crying and curling up on himself.

“Ro? What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Remus asked.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know where else to go, I’m sorry, I know I don’t deserve it but I need help, I can’t... it’s getting hard to breath and I... I...” Roman choked out, stopping when Remus put a hand on his back.

“Come here, I know how to help you,” he said, and started guiding Roman to another room. Long ago, when Virgil was still a dark side, he often found himself on the verge of a breakdown, and there was always someone who knew exactly how to help.

“Remus, it’s three in the morning, what do you—oh...” Deceit paused when he saw Roman standing with Remus, looking like an emotional wreck. Remus gave Deceit a pleading look and Deceit nodded, knowing exactly what he was asking for.

“Come in, Roman,” he said, opening the door and allowing Roman to come inside. He did so hesitantly. Deceit sat on the edge of his bed while Roman stood awkwardly between the bed and the door. He opened his arms up invitingly. “Tell me, what happened?”

"It's ok Roman. I just want to help." Deceir smiled, so different from the one he'd seen in the courtroom.

He shuffled forward and collapsed into Deceit arms. He took in a shaky breath as more tears sprang from his eyes. He clung to Deceit as he sobbed.

"I had- I- I had a nightmare, and I just wanted Logan to- to be there and comfort me but- but- but then-"

"Shhhhh, take your time Roman," Deceit whispered, running a hand through Roman's hair.

Roman sobbed harder. Deceit simply held him, rocking back and forth. How long had it been since someone held him like this?

"I went to Logan's room, but Virgil was already there, and so was Patton and he told me to leave so I wouldn't say anything mean, because of course he would, I was- I was so mean to them," Roman wailed.

"Hey, Roman, look at me." Roman looked up to face Deceit. His expression was pinched with concern, but he was still giving Roman that soft smile.

"You are so much more than who you were then. You've grown and you've changed and that's amazing. And I'm sure they just didn't realize you needed help at the time. It's going to be ok."

And there they were. The words Roman had longed to hear the whole time. He buried his face into Deceit's shirt and cried. And he cried and cried and cried. He cried until no more tears fell and exhaustion pulled at his eyes. He cried until the heaviness he'd felt since he'd woken up in a sweat had finally lifted a little.

Deceit rubbed circles into Roman's back as he asked, "You want me to take me to your room or do you want to sleep here?"

Without a word, Romancrawled out of Deceit's arms and onto the bed. He felt the weight on the bed shift and Deceit climbing under the covers next to him.

Deceit and Remus talked quietly while Roman slept. Dee with one hand slowly rubbing circles into Romans back, Remus sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Do you think they ment it like that?" Remus asked. A fire in his eyes seeming ready to lay waste to the whole place if Deceit were to confirm his worries.

"I don't think so." Dee said, the honesty surprising even himself, hand stilling on Romans back as the creative trait twitched in his sleep and mumbled something unintelligible.

"Do you want to talk to them?" Remus said then, already knowing the answer by how Deceit looked at Roman.

It was the same look he had given Virgil when they had still been a family and he'd do everything for him. A look that ment he'd set this right no matter what.

"Tomorrow Remus. For now, let's just let it rest. I think we're all tired."

And Remus nodded, quiet for once as he tiptoed out of the room to go to his own. Deceit shuffling himself further under the covers again and looking at Roman's relaxed expression for a long time before closing his eyes. Yes. They'd settle this tomorrow.

-

Tomorrow came sooner than expected and Roman woke up to his brother nudging him awake and the promise of fresh toast and tea.

After a very silent and slightly awkward breakfast (what do you say when your brother who you haven't properly talked to in ages and the man that is supposed to be your enimy but is more of a friend are sitting with you eating breakfast) Deceit told him to follow and off they went. Remus staying behind to work on some new ideas he'd come up with and Dee leading the way towards the livingroom.

The others were still having breakfast when Deceit and Roman stepped into the room.

After the initial reactions of hostility towards the lying trait and Roman assuring them all that he didn't mean any harm, they were all sitting in the livingroom, Virgil sitting as far away from Deceit as possible and said side pretending not to be hurt by that course of action.

"I need to have a word with you all."

"How come?"

"Why did you send Roman away yesterday?"

"Did we?" Logan said, seeming honestly confused as he looked at Roman. "I know you came knocking at the door but Patton didn't say anything else. Did you send him away?" now looking at Patton, Logan straightened up his glasses.

Patton seemed taken aback. "I- well yes but I just thought that he might accidentally say something mean to Virgil! And Virge was having such a hard time and-" "He might have, but so was Roman." Deceit said, cutting of Patton's rambling and fixing him a glare.

Virgil recognised that look. It was the same one he'd given the other when they had been mean to Virgil in the past.

"Were you?" All the eyes that were on Roman made him feel small. Curling up a bit as they all looked... was that concern?

"I- well I had a nightmare. A bad one. And I just thought, since Logan is always so good at calming Virgil down... Well I thought, why not try?" he said, laughing awkwardly as he saw how their expressions turned to full on worried.

"Roman why didn't you say so? I would've let you in right away I'm so sorry! Oh but you couldn't have said because I cut you off didn't I?? Kiddo I'm so sorry!" Patton seemed close to tears. Seeming to use all the power that was in him to not leap over to hug him right then and there.

"Princy you're an idiot. Just barge in next time. Smartass over here won't mind, I do it all the time." Virgil remarked. Logan looking at him in offence at being called anything with the word ass in it, though nodded in agreement none the less.

"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding Roman. If you ever need assistance, please, do not hesitate to - how do they say it- hit me up, if you will."

Deceit let out a groan at the same time that Virgil said 'nice' and Roman felt a bit of the weight that had dropped on him after being turned down by the others lift from his chest.

And Deceit watched as they began to talk like they should, with familiarity and casual affection and the occasional joke thrown in.

And Deceit watched as Roman sat up straighter again. A bit more weight lifted of his chest each time the others laughed at a joke he'd made. Smiled at him to show they cared. Made sure to be considerate and ask carefully if he was alright.

And Deceit nodded to himself before he stood. Patting Roman on the head once before turning around.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Roman asked, having grabbed the others sleeve. Confusion written all over his face together with something else. Something stuffed away so deep that he wasn't quite sure what it was.

"My job here is done isn't it? There's no reason for me to be here anymore."

-

Somebody continue because I'm stuck and aaaaaaaa

This story is based on THIS POST by @quietrainfan

Summary: When Thomas stops lying altogether, Deceit and the other dark sides are quick to notice the effects. But it’s only made clear what kind of effect it truly has when it’s already too late…

Characters: Deceit, Remus, Apathy, Depression, Wrath, Roman, Patton (only mentioned), Logan, Virgil (only mentioned), Thomas

Word count: 7112 words

Trigger warning (Spoilers): Crying, screaming, Depressive behaviour, insanity, aggression, swearing, character ‘death’, food mention. (If I missed any warnings please let me know and I will add them)

Pairing: Roceit

Warnings: Fire mention, Gore mention, Yelling, Caps, Villainizing of Deceit, Hurt Deceit, Sympathetic Deceit, let me know if I’ve missed anything

@pokii-jonas

this was funnier in my head

The first time Creativity split, it was unexpected, but all was fine.

The second time Creativity was split…

"You may be studying the blade but this boy is excited to-"

"A boy?" Patton cuts them off. Logan's mouth snaps shut. "Really? I thought you were nonbinary."

"It was merely a joke,"

"You don't joke, Logan. What, is it okay if I call you [deadname]?"

"No, p- dad, please don't-"

"To bad! Your actions have consequences, [deadname], and if you're comfortable calling yourself a boy you should have no problem with this!"

Logan fell silent.