We were paired with the fantastically skilled @kieraelieson for @tss-storytime! This fic is such a great ride, and I love every second of it. Atmospheric and full of fun imagery, you'll get sucked in right away! Please go give it a read! Please no reposting/reuploading the art or feeding it to AI. Please do go read I'm so Sorry that you Have to Have a Body!

I got so lost in playing Cult of the Lamb, I almost forgot to write something for today, whoops 🙈 Anyway, have more Janus teasing Virgil! @anaroceitweek

Masterpost | Anaroceit Week 2025 Masterpost | Ao3

Summary: Sometimes Virgil hated that their partner was fae…

Content Warnings: Magic Shenanigans, Teasing

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“Do you think I’m pretty?”

“Jay, please!”

“Answer the question, darling.”

“…Yes, you are. Can you quit it now?”

“No, I don’t think so. What about me do you think is pretty?”

Virgil whined loudly, which drew the attention of their partner in the next room.

“V? What’s going on?” Roman asked as he entered the living room, perplexed to find Janus perched on Virgil’s lap with a wicked grin on his lips. “What did you do to them?”

“Nothing bad!” Janus hummed, unconvincingly.

“He used his stupid fae magic to force me to be truthful. And he’s just using it to fish for compliments!”

“If you’d be more honest with me on a regular basis, I wouldn’t have to resort to mean methods, my dear,” Janus teased as he placed a light kiss against Virgil’s temple. “And the plan is for you to not just compliment me, darling, but to get you to face that awful self-deprecation habit.”

Virgil flinched and drew his shoulders up.

“I don’t have a—” His mouth snapped shut as the magic didn’t allow the lie to slip past his lips.

“Seems like he kind of has a point, V.”