What if Janus never had a human-like form until it was near the time of CLBG? It's not like he would need one if he didn't think he would show himself to Thomas
Tell me about Starved for Affection! I need to know!
Thanks for the ask!
Assuming you meant Starved for attention, this is one that I have started posting here so you can read the first two chapters if you’re interested!
Basically Thomas’s subconscious took “that’s a side I’d rather not feed into” literally, resulting in Janus being locked away to starve in the dark. There’s also a bit of Anxceit and Roceit.
And here’s a brief excerpt from the a future unposted chapter:
Virgil rubbed his face. “I don’t like this,” he grumbled.
“Don’t like what exactly?” Janus tilted his head to the side.
Virgil gestured vaguely. “Fucking everything! You being stuck down here. You being sick. Stealing the memories under Patton’s nose.” He exhaled sharply. “If we just... told him—“
Is it only me who’s slightly disappointed roceit wasn’t called princeit? It just makes more sense because
a) it fits together better because the ‘c’ is in both Prince and deceit
b) it is the only ship that uses a side’s actual name rather than their function/title. Well aside from... the forbidden one, and I don’t really count that as a ship anyway
Obvs I’m not trying to change the ship name now, just a thought I wanted to share :p
Since I missed Remus’ birthday x_x please take this dukexiety mess as an apology
Dead?
Word Count: 1944
Pairings: Dukexiety (background royaliceit)
Rating: T
Warnings: death mention, intersex enby remus, sex mention, frog mention, spider mention, sibling rivalry
Virgil is just an ordinary necromancer with friends in high places. He goes off exploring on a quest to find a white stag and finds something, well someone, who looks like they’re sleeping in the middle of a tomb that’s been sealed off for a century. It’s one heck of a shock to accidentally raise the dead, if that’s the case, and even more of a shock because Remus is....themself.
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There were legends and stories that circulated the kingdom, all of them fantastical and hard to believe. Most of the time there was some sort of inaccuracy in the legend, like the story of the princess cursed to sleep for a hundred years with her whole kingdom, only to be woken by true love’s kiss. She woke up after a hundred years and went ballistic, screaming at her father for not inviting the thirteenth fairy to her first birthday party, but that was ages ago, and like her parents, she angered the fae as well. Her two children were hit with a similar curse, but unlike her, her children would sleep for eternity until their true loves came. She never told them.
The legend got marred over time, so that people only remembered one of the children. No one believed that legend until recently, when Prince Janus, recently married to the man who he saved from his own curse, found the old tower and investigated. He found Prince Roman and woke him, not giving details on how he did it. It was fine because Janus and his husband, Patton, were madly in love and madly in love with Roman. Too bad Roman didn’t mention that he wasn’t the only one cursed in that tower.
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It was a rather overcast day when Prince Patton suggested his oldest friend go investigate reports of a white stag in the forest. If change was afoot, Virgil would be the first to tell if it was a blessing or a curse. Virgil reluctantly agreed, if only because Patton made puppy-dog eyes at him. Those puppy-dog eyes were going to kill him someday, and he was the only person he couldn’t resurrect. The things he did for his friends.
That’s what led him deep into the woods, beyond where most people dared to tread. He hated the looming feeling of foreboding nipping at his heels, the way the wind whispered his name. But he kept going, always glancing back, and always moving on when there was no threat. He only considered turning back when he found the tower where Roman was sleeping before. There was no reason to go beyond the boundary of the kingdom, especially with a crumbling ruin in the way.
The door was still open, hanging on its hinges, just as Janus left it. Virgil neared it, just to see what level of stupid Janus reached when he found the tower. But something caught his eye. There was a trap door at the foot of the spiral stairs. Something about it called to the nervous necromancer, and he couldn’t fight the urge to investigate.
Virgil coughed when he opened the door and a cloud of dust hit him in the face. Covering his nose with his cloak, he descended the stairway he revealed, using the magic gem on his walking staff to light his way.
The walls were lined with bones, artfully placed to scare the average person away. Virgil worked with death, it was more of a comfort to be surrounded by it, even if he accidentally reanimated a few bodies when he was startled. If this detour didn’t reveal something new and useful, it would still be fun to tell Prince Roman that he was asleep over a tomb for however long he was there. He would probably cringe at that information.
Something was certainly there, a door that looked ancient with dark hinges and an even darker stain. It radiated magic, making Virgil’s hair stand on end. He could handle a few zombies if he had to, so he flipped his bangs out of his face and pressed forward.
He opened the heavy door with some effort and stepped inside. The room was simple stone with old green tapestries and a stone slab in the center. The green curtains around it were drawn, displaying a body that showed no signs of decay. The person looked like Roman, but they had a mustache and longer hair. Virgil stared at them, wondering what kind of magic kept a dead person so well-preserved. They had to be dead, Roman was trapped for over a century, sure, but he had some kind of air flow at the top of the tower. This person, they didn’t, and they weren’t breathing or twitching like a normal sleeping person. Virgil was confused.
BAM!
“Holy shit!” Virgil yelped and spun around when the door slammed shut. He hastily tried to open it and breathed a sigh of relief when it moved.
“Ack! What the hell!?” a voice yelped from behind him. Virgil’s heart stopped. Not again. He turned around to see the person, sitting upright, glancing around the room. Their eyes landed on Virgil, and a smile crossed their confused features.
“Hi! You wouldn’t happen to know where we are, would you?” they asked with way too much enthusiasm.
“We’re in a crypt under a cursed tower,” Virgil answered slowly, gripping his staff tightly, “and I accidentally disturbed your resting place.”
“I was dead!?” they gawked, “And I don’t have any maggots to show for it!?”
“Yeah I thought that was weird too. But it’s probably been over a hundred years for you so I’m gonna go ahead and put you down again.”
“Aw, do you have to? You’re the first person to talk to me since my brother before he got cursed! And he yelled at me for putting a frog in his shirt! Can I stay undead just a little while?” they pleaded and fluttered their lashes. Virgil blinked twice as their words hit him.
“Who are you?”
“Me? Well I’m Princex Remus! Second in line for the throne! Who are you?”
“I’m Virgil, a necromancer, but you probably figured that out already. You said your brother was cursed.”
“Oh yeah, him,” Remus pouted, “He turned 18 and then he went into a major coma. Mom said it was her fault and we had to keep him safe. Let’s not talk about him, I’d rather know about you, VeeVee.”
“I hate that nickname,” Virgil deadpanned.
"Virgilicious?"
"I'm not responding to that."
“Scare Bear?”
“Sure,” Virgil huffed, expecting the list to go on if he didn’t stop it there and then.
“Okay, Scare Bear! So what is a snack like you doing in a place like this?”
“I was on a mission for the three princes–Patton, Janus, and Roman–and then I stumbled across this place and got curious.”
“Roman!? He woke up!? Okay you gotta take me to him right now! I’ll come back and stay dead but I gotta see him! I owe him a century’s worth of ramblings!”
“I don’t have much of a choice do I?”
“Nope! He got cursed and passed out and wouldn’t get up until his true love woke him! I set him in the tower and came down here to relax with the decomposed after that workout!”
“And then?”
“That’s the last thing I remember! That guy had some nerve getting cursed at the bottom of the stairs, I might be strong and nimble but mommy’s favorite is as heavy as he is whiny!”
“Shit," Virgil grumbled as he tried to put the pieces together, "Let me try something." Remus watched him expectantly. The gem in his staff glowed a bright purple, as did his eyes. Remus couldn't understand the words slipping from his lips but that double voice was doing something for them. He was trying to put Remus back. It wasn’t working!
“That was cool! Can you magic me a pair of big ol honkers?” Remus cheered and clapped their hands. Virgil’s shoulders sagged and his face fell, his eyes losing the purple glow.
“I’m a necromancer, I can only raise the dead.”
“And my dick!”
“Right, yeah, okay, point is you’re not dead, you were asleep for a century.”
“Just like Ro-hoe?! Then that means—”
“Oh no,” Virgil groaned. He did not sign up for this. He was too aro for this. Remus was cute and hyper but he wasn’t sure how they’d handle a full on rejection. It could get ugly.
“Oh yes!” Remus giggled, “It was the same curse, you woke me up, you’re my true love! This calls for a celebration! No one should love me so it’s a huge deal!”
“Wait, what?”
“We should definitely make out!”
“You have near-death breath, and more self-hatred issues than me. I'll pass."
"Self-hatred issues? Me!? No! I just don't do that romance shit and I was born in between! That's why I didn't think I would be cursed like Prince No-Bone! But I was and you woke me! We’re gonna be bestest friends! With benefits!”
“I know Roman, if you’re like him, there’s no benefits whatsoever.”
“Ha! I like you! We’re gonna be besties! Let’s go so I can show off that I got a hot soulmate and make Ro jealous!” Remus cheered and jumped to their feet full of life and running on sibling spite.
“Don’t. Just tell him I raised your corpse. He’ll shit himself," Virgil countered and leaned on his staff with a dastardly smirk. Remus had never had someone come up with something else to torment the precious firstborn. It was too good to be true.
“I’m starting to think I did die and went to heaven,” Remus mumbled. Virgil shook his head and stood up.
"Sorry to disappoint but if I'm here it's hell."
"You are selling me on this whole soulmate business! C'mon let's go get some embalming fluid and really sell it! And some frogs! Ooh maybe there’ll be some mama frogs out there with their eggs in their backs! Trypophobia and even more frogs! Roman’ll shit a brick."
“The frogs aren’t gonna cut it this time. He’s got two husbands, and one of them was a frog for most of his life.”
“No frogs?” Remus pouted.
“If you can give up the green, salamanders would work,” Virgil shrugged and pushed the door open with just as much effort as when he opened it. He didn’t catch the bright grin that crossed Remus’ face, but the body slam to his back when he got that damn door open, he didn’t miss that!
“You’re right! Or maybe I could use worms! Or spiders!”
“Just don’t touch mine. Gigi just finished molting,” Virgil grunted and balanced himself.
“You have spiders! Ooh! You have to show me! Spiders are so cute!”
“Don’t eat them.”
“I wasn’t planning on it, that would be awful!” they laughed, then purred “But if you wanna give me something better to eat---” Virgil jolted and stumbled back when the frisky little whirlwind grabbed his butt.
“Give me a good enough reason once we’re out of here, and I’ll consider it,” he huffed and led Remus to the stairway.
“Really?”
“Yeah, if you can convince me. But don’t hold your breath.”
“You know if I die and you want some action all you have to do is bring me back! You look like you’d enjoy some zombie fun, and I’m just a rotten kind of cute when I don’t get startled awake!”
“Don’t you have some sibling scheming to do?”
“Yeah, and I have to get back to arting and training and pranks and making people uncomfortable with my existence, that last one is my specialty!”
“Then let’s go. You need to get started on all those things soon.”
“I’m not making you uncomfortable?”
“I know, I’m just as surprised as you are. Maybe it is that soulmate bs,” he teased and led Remus into the world again. Maybe the soulmate thing wasn’t bs, and maybe it was the best day of either of their lives, they just hadn’t realized it yet.
I used to like Roceit after SvS when it was popular then in the fandom too when it came out, but then when I look back on it it's just empty flattery and I just?? It hurts especially when you consider the fact that Roman barely gets praise, and in svs redux Janus snatched away the one compliment he got years ago too
Yea when i watched SVS i wasnt rlly involved in the fandom that was in my kinda gap zone of TSS involvement.. So i was just vibing like "i wonder who ppl ship w deceit... well i guess roman/deceit shippers will be sad and not have a lot of content with That Whole Situation" LITTLE DID I KNOW.. roceit shippers are valid btw tho ilya
(I don’t know what sort of warnings to put, but u!virgil, toxic anxceit and manipulation)
Imagine with me, Janus spent a lot of time on his own when he was young until Virgil came to him. They soon became friends yada yada yada, Virgil’s friendship slowly turning toxic (or was he toxic since the beginning and came to Janus because he saw he was alone and that would make him easier to manipulate?)
A few remarks about the scales here and there push Janus to cover them up (hiding his skin with long sleeves, a capulet, a hat because his hair looks ‘stupid’). Virgil starts telling him that “He is the only one that would be there for him”, that Janus is “Lucky to have him” or that “He is the only one that can stand him”.
Eventually, since noone else was there for him and Virgil was the only one thay showed him a bit of “affection” (as he calls it), Janus falls in love with him (which only makes it easier for Virgil to manipulate him). But now, consider this: Virgil is in love with Roman while he dates Deceit. He only kisses Janus’ right side (because he looks just like Roman like that), makes him turn his face so he wouldn’t have to see his scales etc. And he uses Janus as a replacement for Roman.
(Happy ending if Roman finds out about this and helps Janus, and eventual Roceit?)
