It is Anaroceit Week once again and I am staying with the shtick, so 300 words per day it is! Hope you enjoy! @anaroceitweek 💛💖💜
Masterpost | Anaroceit Week 2026 Masterpost | Ao3
Summary: Virgil comes back to his human boyfriends relaxing in the sun and leaving no space for him to join…
Content Warnings: None
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Virgil was confused. He was supposed to be the big lizard of this relationship, so why did he find his two human lovers lounging in a sunbeam as if they were the cold blooded ones?
"What are you two up to?" he asked after transforming back into his smaller, human form.
"What's it look like? We're living the good life," Roman mumbled back, not even opening his eyes to look at Virgil.
"Yeah. We've got a big, strong dragon to look after us, no need to lift a finger. We can just lay here and enjoy the sunshine," Janus agreed, turning to pull Roman into an embrace. They cuddled close to each other and Virgil huffed.
"Not that I mind providing for you, but at least let me join you in one of my favorite activities."
"Too comfy," was all Janus replied.
"Exactly. This cushion's just right to fit us two, no room for the big, scary dragon," Roman added, burying his face deeper into Janus' chest, who patted his head twice before listlessly letting his hand fall back onto the satin plush they had chosen as their resting spot.
"Oh, I'm too big now, am I?" Virgil chuckled, mischievously. If his partners picked up on his teasing tone, they didn't show it. Maybe they were both too out of it.
So be it. Virgil transformed again, this time into a cat-sized version of his dragon form and immediately climbed up on the cushion and over Roman's legs to push himself between his boyfriends. Both Roman and Janus let out surprised squeaks, neither of the had even seen Virgil like this before. The dragon got comfortable without comment and the other two exchanged a glance.
"I guess that works?" Roman shrugged. Janus rolled his eyes and laid back down.
Oh? Well, since you asked. Have a glimpse at baby anxceit dragons then!
(In the story theyre from, they grow up together and quickly become bestfriends, but when they were introduced to eachother as barely older than hatchlings by their mothers, Janus was a very fussy and particular baby with sensitive scales and internal-magic regulation issues and thus didn't seem to get along with anyone that wasnt his mother. They saw eachother often tho as their mothers were best friends that often looked after each others kits, so Virgil quickly got tired of Jan's grouchy standoff-ish behavior, as as a fellow baby with no social skills and a larger body, he took to just dragging Janus into his nest to cuddle Janus into a warmer pile of more tolerable yet still grumbling scales. Their mothers often learned to just sit back and let it happen as Janus never actually hurts Virgil and Virgil is extremely careful. Theyd just never realize how much of a casual habit it'd become later in the dragons lives lol)
"Wait.... your uncle was, supposedly, the dragon witch!? Virgil, do you by chance know your father's given name?" The little sprite questions. "Because if they are in fact the same person, Roman, Thomas, that would mean that you are cousins to Virgil. And would give more reason as to why Roman's eyes changed like they did. ... Maybe talk to Remus and Dee when you find them. We figured out that Remus is the Dragon Witch's reincarnation. He says he only gets flashes though so don't expect much." The little sprite seems to be pacing.
[Image Description: Virgil lifts his hood, looking down. “I don’t know his name, no. My mom always called him ‘your dad’.” End ID]
Thomas: Even if he was the King of Accalia’s son, wouldn’t that make Virgil like, 50 or something years old anyway?
Roman: ....Thomas. He’s a dragon. He’s kinda older than you think.
[Image ID: A purple to a light grey-blue drawing of Virgil Sanders from the neck, as a European dragon, breathing fire. Virgil is a medium purple color, with a long muzzle, eyeshadow now represented as a dark marking with 3 sharp lines, He has dark purple upright horns that curl inwards (somewhat more like bull horns), and triangular scale ridging from the top of his head down his neck. His neck has plate-like scales, and two dark purple lines detailing his neck. His eyebrows are furrowed. His wings are up, framing the picture. The fire is drawn in light grey-blues. The second image is the color palette “Cold Nights”. End ID.]
Remus takes on his sister’s curse and gets locked in a tower guarded by a dragon until his true love kisses him and frees him from his magical restraints. The dragon, Virgil, might just have exactly what he needs to be free.
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Take the curse off Ramona! Get locked away in a tower until your true love comes for you! Only have a shapeshifting dragon for company! Why not!? The king and queen didn't want him or respect him! They said no one would ever love him behind his back! Remus was perfectly fine with never seeing them again! He got free magic food, a comfy bed, all the amenities he could ever want in exchange for his already limited freedom. He didn't miss them at all—except for Ramona, she was so much more supportive than anyone else. Sibling connection aside, he was happy with his situation!
He was just sitting by the window, painting in the late afternoon light, annoyed by the chainless shackles on his wrists making it hard to move the brush. He was trying to capture the hints of blue in the purple scales of the one being he liked to interact with—the dragon guarding his tower, Virgil.
"Hey," a deep, gravely voice greeted him from the other window. Remus peeked around the canvas and grinned at the humanoid with black and purple hair and sharp teeth bared in a shy smile. His wings and long swishy tail hung outside, just to deter anyone from thinking they could sneak in.
"Hey yourself! Got any news from the outside world? Maim anyone trying to get to me today?" Remus teased, secretly taking in the sight of his beautiful muse. The light hit him just right to highlight his purple eyes and sharp features.
"Not today, which sucks because I'm craving knight-kabob. And it's pretty much the same as yesterday," he shrugged and rubbed the strap on his shoulder bag.
"You don't usually show up with no news. Is something wrong?" Remus asked and set his brush on the easel. Virgil shrugged as his face took on a purple hue.
"Can't a guy visit?"
"You usually flambé them and eat them, so I'm gonna go with 'no', unless you're a dragon who could devour me whenever he wants!" the prince giggled and winked at him.
"Remus," he sighed and pulled a box of candy from the bag on his shoulder, "I know you're busy waiting for prince charming and all, so you don't have to accept this, but I thought you might want some chocolates from that confectioner you rave about."
"No way!" Remus cheered and leapt to his feet, hurrying to pull Virge into a hug, "What's the occasion?! Ooh! Did you finally get that guy you like to suck your—?"
"No. And I don't think he will," Virgil cut him off, "But that's not the point. I just wanted to do something nice for you before I eventually get slain."
"Slain?" Remus pouted, "No one is going to be able to do that."
"You know your curse. There's only two ways I wouldn't be killed, and you know the chances are slim for both."
"Yeah, knight boy just gets sneaky or he injures you enough to take me without more struggle. I kinda hope that he never comes."
"Really? You want to run free, we both know that. I don't want to keep you here, and I kinda accepted it."
"'Accepted it?' But I kinda like having you around like the sexy dragon man you are. A lot. I don't want to be rescued if I don't have you around!"
"Don't say things like that, I don't want to fall for you when I know you have someone better coming along."
"Do you really know that?"
"What kind of prince would really fall for the creature keeping him trapped? I know it's not like I forced you into this but it's still—"
"You really think I wouldn't? You're strong and sexy, but you're so sweet and caring and you respect me. You still treat me like a man despite seeing me naked so much! You're the best cuddle buddy and you can handle my horrible ideas and manic energy! You are the biggest comfort I have when I feel terrible! I hated the guy you have a crush on because I wish he was me! It's too late, I fell for you and dammit I don't want to wait for some prince chump looking for a princess when I have a hottie right here!"
"You mean it?"
"Of course I mean it! I love you and I would kill to have you in every possible way!" Remus gasped and grabbed his shoulders, "I would kill my true love if he ever hurt you! I would mutilate the body and piss on the corpse!"
"Remus—"
"I mean it! I would—"
Virgil pulled him into a kiss to shut him up, grabbing his head and lower back. Remus grabbed his shoulders and melted into the kiss, desperately trying to deepen it without knocking them both out the window. He was too focused on those lips to notice his shackles falling from his wrists.
"Remus, holy shit," Virgil breathed and guided Remus away. He held up one of the shackles that fell on his lap.
"Looks like there's a third way I won't be killed."
"Yeah and now you can fly me to my parents so I can rub it in their faces that I have a true love! A true love who could eat them if they try shit!"
"I don't eat rotten meat," Virgil jeered and kissed his cheek, "but don't let that stop you from making the threat."
"Get your ass in here and show me exactly what kind of a threat you are! Or at least just cuddle and make out with me until we pass out!" Remus cheered and dragged Virgil inside by the wrist and toward the bed. He tore away his smock and plopped down on the edge of the mattress.
"And we'll get out of here in the morning and kill the witch who cursed us both," Virgil added as his tail swayed behind him.
"Both?"
"I was cursed to guard this tower and the princess inside until I died. Since there's no princess here I don't have to stay, it's a good loophole."
"But you could have gone whenever you wanted! Why would you stick around?!" Remus whined.
"Remus you are so fucking dumb. Check your wrists and tell me why I stuck around," Virgil huffed and averted his gaze. Remus' jaw dropped in awe as it dawned on him.
"How long have you been in love with me?"
"A few years. I didn't want to leave you all alone when I first found out you were a prince, and then, yeah."
"Virgil if you don't cuddle with me right now you're in trouble!"
"What are you gonna do?" Virge jeered and took off his flying vest, "Pout and ignore me? You know that's punishment for you too."
"I wanna spoon my true love!"
"Then maybe ask instead of making threats,” Virgil shot back, only to find himself getting pulled down on the bed by an impatient prince. He might have yelped, but he was quick to curl up around Remus, wrapping his wing around him. Remus sighed and closed his eyes, happy and ready to leave this place with the best part of it.
Just finished @delimeful 's fic 'the shapes in the silence', and well, considering I absolutely love dragons, boom. Baby Dragon Virgil + a very angry Roman :}
