#roleslaying with roman au

[thevioletcobra]

“Wish I had something to live for tomorrow…”

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[transfemyoungblood]

hello everyone. do you want to hear about my roleslaying with roman time loop au. you will. you will hear about my roleslaying with roman time loop au. (this is a long post, so its under the read more link)

there are three loops. the first two are relatively normal and coherent (although the second one is a bit stranger than the first), but then in the third one, nothing makes sense, and the time-space continuum is falling apart.

the first loop is the canon story-line, as it is.

the second loop is set in a futuristic and highly technological world, drawing inspiration from the early stages of US/EU imperialism and the WW1/ WW2 era. the bard kingdom is a militaristic imperialist empire that has created a sphere of influence worldwide. because this draws on the age of modern warfare, the guards have access to things such as guns, bombs, poisonous gases, and other forms of chemical warfare. the bard college is a gigantic structure located in the middle of a highly futuristic and technologically advanced neon. this is where the fey used to live. the bard king is a lot like imperialist politicians of the 19th and 20th century, meaning that hes very obviously a money-obsessed warmongering prejudiced fuck.

in this loop, youngblood never left the college, and doesn't have any memories from his life before he was enlisted. prior to the events of the plot, he accidentally burned noise (like in canon), but so severely that it killed him. youngblood's guilt over the incident keeps him anchored to the bard college. youngblood is also traumatized by the horrific warfare he had to participate in, and especially by how dire the consequences of modern war technology are. this is inspired by "Dulce et Decorum Est" by Wilfred Owen, a poem written by a former WWI soldier about the traumatic experience of seeing a fellow soldier suffocated by mustard gas. the poem is also very critical of the nationalism that encouraged people to enlist. prior to noise's death, noise was the only thing that kept youngblood from despising the bard college entirely and leaving. noise was completely loyal to the empire, but youngblood loved him anyway.

roman does not remember how or why hes in the bard college, but at the start of the story, its his first day there. he has a vague idea of his family legacy, but doesn't remember his past and has little recollection of his family. still, upholding the legacy motivates many of his decisions. (i have the idea that reston is a mining / steel town, purely because of how important steel and fossil fuels were in the era that i'm drawing inspiration from)

youngblood and roman eventually meet, and have the vague memory of meeting each other before. youngblood is much more volatile and straight-laced. roman's anxiety is much more prominent, and so is his need to be the hero in the situation. roman still wants to be friends with youngblood, and still wants to get to know him better. eventually, roman helps youngblood work through his guilt and shows him that hes worthy of being cared for and that he does not have to suffer through the bard king's abuse, despite the horrible things he's done in the past. eventually, they escape the bard college together. until the loop restarts again…

the third loop is inspired by classic fairytales, drawing from the medieval period and also the neoclassical era, with some inspiration from the renaissance era as well. It also has some inspiration from surrealist art. the third loop is. very strange. incredibly weird. its falling apart, but still running because that's what the loop is supposed to do. the bard college is still built on fey land, but now its an insanely massive superstructure. there are a lot of things in the structure that just don't make sense: windows in the floors and ceilings, doors that lead nowhere, halls that seemingly go on endlessly without any destination, stairs that lead to walls, and unnecessary architectural elements that end abruptly and have no purpose. it's seemingly never-ending, and just expands on and on. everywhere you go, there are flowers sprouting where they shouldn't be. it is impossible to get in or get out without the bard king's guidance, because it is built like a maze. the bard king can also change the entire structure of the bard college at will, making it even more incomprehensible.

there aren't any teachers / authority figures in the school except for the bard king. there also aren't any students / guards other than the known cast of bard characters. there are seemingly other people at the college, but they aren't real, because they're all indistinguishable and faceless.

like in the second loop, youngblood hasn't left the college, and still doesn't have his memories from before he was there. he is much quieter and withdrawn; he presents himself as a perfect prince but has a boiling temper underneath. prior to the events of the plot, youngblood's relationship with noise is extremely rocky. he loved noise during his childhood, but started to resent him over time due to his ignorance of how horrible their situation was, and how unflinchingly loyal he was to the college. eventually he deliberately kills noise out of this resentment. youngblood is incredibly lonely after this and starts to regret his decision. the bard king intentionally fuels his guilt about the situation to manipulate him into being loyal and thinking he deserves to be abused.

roman enters the plot as the perfect image of a knight in shining armor. he doesn't remember anything about how he got to the bard college or why hes there, but like the second loop, the plot starts on his first day there. he has no recollection of his family legacy, but he has a faint, vague, muddled memory of a prince with light hair and dark skin who inspired him to keep living. this memory guides a lot of his actions. he's still the kind and compassionate person that he was in the canon timeline, but his need to be the hero in the situation is very strong, and he does tend to come off as domineering because of this. he's constantly anxious about his lack of memory.

(the prince saving roman's life is supposed to be what is left of his memory of youngblood before this time loop. roman tends to see youngblood as this perfect idealized prince figure, but eventually learns to see youngblood as the nuanced person that he is, and accept him flaws and all)

the end of this loop follows the same structure as the second one. of course, in this loop it would unfold in a different fashion. when roman and youngblood escape the college, there is an attempt to restart the loop again. however, the third loop is falling apart so incomprehensibly that it's nearly impossible for the timeline to be recovered. they're sent to the start of the loop with their memories intact, and their surroundings are practically nonexistent.

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[coffee4jordan]

This dialogue is from Roleslaying with Roman. The dynamic between Youngblood and Roman is just so similar to the dynamic between Jamil and Kalim that I had to make a comparison so here it is:

Jamil/Youngblood similarities: good singing voice, Kalim/Roman technically has more authority but Jamil/Youngblood is actually calling the shots, has to save Kalim/Roman from his own stupidity, distrusting/suspicious of others, will do questionable things to achieve his goals, has a psychic spell/good at spells in general/uses fire, no remorse, lets Kalim/Roman outshine him on purpose, hired by Kalim/Roman’s family to look after him, checks food for poison, is talented and knows it, affection makes him gag, annoyed as hell by Kalim/Roman, a hypocrit about his flaws

Roman/Kalim similarities: has some authority that comes from his family, overly trusting of people, a himbo minus the beef, dumbass ideas, has an important family heirloom that he loses, negative 1 buff in history (Kalim can’t remember people’s faces), too much sympathy for enemies, slow on the uptake, speaks for Jamil/Youngblood without his consent, his dad is protective of him, Kalim/Roman didn’t have any friends over before Jamil/Youngblood, messy, packs too much for trips, extremely sheltered

General similarities: whispering to each other (Book 5 for TW), Fast Timmy just reminds me of Ruggie and Henderson reminds me of Ortho, dancing (just the end of Ep. 3 of RWR lol), the part when Aunt Patty breaks the watermelons open with her hands reminds me of Malleus in Firelit Sky, Tin Penny Samuel is just Azul lol

I drew fanart of Jamil and Kalim in their outfits, sorry about Kalim’s face lol

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[fangirlwriting-stories]

(Not) A Thing of Importance

Summary: Roman has never put much thought into his soulmates, and he's perfectly fine with that.  He doesn't really plan to have any kind of relationship with them whatsoever, and he just wants to go adventuring and find people who he can enjoyably do that with.  He does not expect those people to be his soulmates.

Unfortunately, Youngblood throws a wrench into that plan.

When Roman was a little kid, he had actually been upset about it.

And it’s not like there was something wrong with that.  It was a perfectly normal thing to get upset about, especially at that age.  His father had told Roman before he could even read the words on his wrist that soulmates were not the end-all-be-all.  Roman had assumed that was because his soulmate wasn’t around anymore, or because his father was just forward thinking like that.

And that might still be true, but Roman suspects that in actuality, it had more to do with the two sentences on his wrist.

One says “What the fuck are you doing here?”, which, okay, Roman has always been particularly curious.  He can think of countless times he got into somewhere he shouldn’t, especially when he was younger.  He can totally see a reason for someone to ask him that upon meeting him for the first time.

The other sentence, however, says, “It’s you.  I hate you.”  Which, uh, ouch.

So, yeah.  Roman had been pretty upset when he first learned how to read.

His father, however, had calmed him and comforted him and said that anyone who couldn’t see that Roman would be a joy to have in their life wasn’t worthy of him anyway.

And yes, it has taken Roman some time to come around to that idea.  But in the end, he has a father who he knows loves him, he has Aunt Patty, and he has Reston; and once his father actually gives him permission to go exploring outside of Reston which will no doubt happen any day now, he’ll have tons of new experiences and new life to live that will give him plenty of opportunities to meet people.  Friends, and soulmates, and everything in between.  He’s not going to spend his entire life putting himself down because of two people.  There are plenty more who do want him around, and Roman would rather focus on them.

So, soulmates.  Who needs ‘em?

At least, that was Roman’s general attitude up until today.

Youngblood is certainly nothing like Roman expected.  Granted, he’s not the “I hate you” one, so Roman had always had somewhat higher expectations.  But Youngblood shows up acting suspicious of everything and everyone even after their first meeting— which could have gone better, to be fair.

Roman is so startled when Youngblood snaps his soulmark at him that all he can think to do is puppet the words back in response: “Uh, what the fuck are you doing here?”

And then Youngblood blinks, and Roman blinks, and both of them look at each other for a minute.

“That,” Youngblood says finally, “is such a stupid response to a soulmark.”

“Uh, excuse you, you’re the one who showed up at my town and asked me what I’m doing as if I don’t live here!” Roman exclaims.

“I don’t see a town,” Youngblood says, crossing his arms.  “And you walked into my camp.”

Roman glances around and finally notices that it does seem like this is a campsite.  “Oh,” he says, turning back around.  “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize.  I was just sent to investigate a weird noise at the edge of town.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine,” Youngblood says, holding up his hands.  “I’m just uh, not great with people invading my space.  But it’s fine!  It’s uh…”

He trails off, and both of them look at each other for another moment.

“I’m Roman,” Roman says with a little wave.  “Roman of Reston.”

“Youngblood,” Youngblood says.  “Sorry, this is weird for me.”

“Well hey, I’m with you there,” Roman says with a shrug.  “I didn’t expect either of my soulmates to be this nice, so.”

Youngblood looks at him in confusion.  “You didn’t— wait, why not?  You know what, it doesn’t even matter.  You should go.”

Roman blinks.  “Go?”

“Yeah, it’s not— look, I’m really sorry, I know you were probably expecting something different, but you shouldn’t be around me.”

“I mean, I wasn’t really expecting it to be that different, but why shouldn’t I be around you?” Roman asks.

But now Youngblood just looks confused again.  “What were you expecting when you met us— I mean me?”

Roman shrugs and holds up his wrist.  “For one of you to ask what the fuck I was doing there and the other to say that they hated me.”

Youngblood stares at him for a minute, then walks across the clearing and looks down at his wrist.  Several emotions pass across his face, and he shakes his head.  “That doesn’t make any sense,” he says.  “Noise was— I mean they—”

“Oh, you’ve met them?” Roman asks, slightly surprised.  “I figured we’d all meet at once, and then I’d head off and keep doing what I was doing.”

Youngblood looks up at him.  “That doesn’t make any sense,” he says.  “He wanted to meet you even more than I did, why would he—”

“Oh, really?” Roman asks, more than a little surprised.  “Huh, that’s weird.  Well, whatever, hardly matters.”

Youngblood turns to stare at him again.  “Hardly matters?  What, like you don’t care?”

“Am I supposed to?” Roman asks.  “I don’t really want to wait around for people who yell at me or say they hate me the first time they see me.  I mean not— not that I’m blaming you or anything,” Roman says, holding his hands up.  “It seems like I took yours out of context, and getting to know you sounds fun.  But apparently you don’t want to be around me, so.”  He shrugs again.  “No biggie.  Town duty fulfilled.  Did you want me to head out, or if you want to come get some bread first we’ve got a plethora—”

“Wait, wait.” Youngblood holds up his head.  “Do you really not care?”

Roman hesitates.  “If I spent too much time caring, it would not have gone well for me,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck.  “Again, I’m not going to hold that against you, you seem cool, and I’m totally down to get to know you, but if you don’t want to do that, that’s fine too.  It’s all the same to me.”

Youngblood stares at him for another minute.  “I just, don’t know how safe it would be,” he says slowly.

“Well, if that’s what you’re worried about, I can promise you that you’ll be perfectly safe in Reston!” Roman says, gesturing behind him.  “I’m protecting the town today, and there’s some investigating I need to do, but my dad and Aunt Patty are coming back later, and they’ve got more experience than me too.”

Youngblood looks at him for a moment longer, seeming like he’s doing way more processing in the moment than Roman is.

“…Okay,” he says finally.

“Okay!” Roman says happily, turning around and walking back towards Reston, chatting happily to his soulmate who has apparently turned out to not be as bad as he thought he’d be.

…

After a thoroughly exciting day, Roman decided that Youngblood wouldn’t be bad to travel with at all.

His father, as he suspected, did not like Youngblood at first, but after talking with him he seemed to agree, however begrudgingly, that he at least deserved a chance, meaning Roman set out with Youngblood the next day, ready to face whatever the world had to offer outside of Reston.

Youngblood hasn’t really brought up the fact that they’re soulmates again, but Roman expects him to do it sooner or later, and after their bonding session in the Communicave, he’s not too surprised when it happens.

“So,” he says, as they’re walking through the woods.  “Can I ask… you really haven’t cared about your soulmates your whole life?”

Roman gives him a sympathetic smile.  “It’s nothing personal, really,” he says.  “I just assumed neither of you would want me, and I decided I’d rather not base my self worth around that, so I didn’t.”

“You just… decided that?” Youngblood asks in bafflement.

“Well, with some help from my dad,” Roman says, moving aside a branch as they walk.  “I had a lot of people who loved me and wanted me around, so I decided why should I base my identity off of two people the universe just randomly decided would be important to me?”

“So you… didn’t take it personally,” Youngblood says, sounding nervous about it for some reason.

“Nope,” Roman says happily.  “I can’t help it if people don’t like me.  And I’d rather be me, you know?  I think I’m pretty great!”

“Uh-huh,” Youngblood says, sounding relieved.

“Why do you ask?” Roman asks curiously, glancing over at him.

Youngblood hesitates.

Roman narrows his eyes slightly in concern.  “You good?”

“Fine, don’t worry about it,” Youngblood says, walking forward and putting an end to the conversation.

So Roman shrugs it off, like he does most things involving soulmates, and follows Youngblood towards the bright glow in the distance, which he’s becoming more curious about by the second.

It turns out to be a city called Fantabulous Neon, and the two of them spend the day wandering around, buying some potions, being force-fed some croissants, and going to casinos.

The last place has to be Roman’s favorite, considering that they win a lot of money there.  Clearly they should go to casinos more often, this seems like a great way to make money and not something that’s falsely addicting at all!

Roman is just about to turn and suggest this to Youngblood as a way of making money during their travels, when the room goes quiet and everyone starts looking towards the entrance.

Youngblood spins around with his general air of suspicion, and he seems to recognize something he’s looking at a brief second before Roman does.

“Hey Roman?” he says quietly to him.  “I think I should probably tell you something—”

“Well well well,” a voice cuts him off.  “Dare my eyes deceive me?  Or is that truly the sorry mug of my oh-so-dear soulmate Youngblood?”

The soulmate part catches Roman’s attention, and he’s pretty sure he knows what Youngblood wanted to tell him.

Roman turns to take in who he’s pretty sure must be his other soulmate.  They’re a tiefling.  They’ve definitely got more flair than Youngblood does, that’s for sure, though Youngblood has a tendency to want to blend in, which might contribute to part of it.  They’ve got an eyepatch that definitely makes them look cool, and a very cool looking sword.

“So I’m guessing that’s…” Roman says as an aside to Youngblood.

“Yeah,” Youngblood says.  “Just… yeah.”

Before Roman can ask any followups, the tiefling comes over to stop in front of them both, glaring right at Youngblood.  He’s trying to hide it behind a smirk, but Roman suspects it’s a little less real than he’d like it to be.  Especially considering the way Youngblood talks about him, the few times he has.

“What a sight it is to see you here after all this time,” they say anyway.  “You think you can disappear for a year, and just waltz back in here like nothing happened?  I mean truly Youngblood, leaving without a word.  You really were heartless.”  They sneer at Youngblood while putting one hand over their heart and another on their forehead.

And well, if Roman already knows how this is gonna go for him, the least he can do is defend their other soulmate and his friend from a completely unwarranted attack.

“Sorry, there might be some sort of misunderstanding here,” Roman says, drawing the tiefling’s attention and almost-immediate glare.  “Because the Youngblood that I’ve been traveling with has been far from heartless, okay?”

A myriad of emotions crosses the tieflings face in less than a second, and Roman can tell they’ve recognized their own soulmark.  They turn from Roman, to Youngblood, and then back, before narrowing their eyes in quite a bit of rage to have towards someone they just met.

“It’s you,” the tiefling hisses, clenching his hands into fists.  “I hate you.”

They seem to realize what they said a second later, because their eyes widen, and Roman sees something close to regret flash across their face.

He, however, just raises his hands up in an attempt at a disarming gesture.  “Cool,” he says.  “Got that written down.  But look, I don’t know what may be the beef between the two of you,” he gestures between the tiefling and Youngblood again.  “But if we could just talk about this, maybe come to some sort of common resolution?”

The tiefling stares at him for a second, not seeming to comprehend what he’s said.  “What— but you—”  He looks at Roman for a couple more seconds, then seems to shake himself.

“There’s nothing to work out,” they say.  “Too much has changed.”  They draw themselves upright and glare down at Youngblood again.  “You see, I was promoted to my rightful place as first chair the moment you left.  No longer tailing behind you.  And unlike you, I took my orders from our glorious Bard King seriously.  So I’m here, helping this noisy town solve some petty crimes.  Honestly it’s easy work.  I don’t know why you ever made a fuss.”

Youngblood shoots a glance over at Roman too, who at this point is honestly kind of wishing he really could just dip out of this like he’s been planning all these years.  He’s not going to just leave Youngblood like that, though.

Youngblood glares back at Noise a second later.  “It’s not what I wanted to do,” he says.  “And I’m glad you feel good about the fact that you only got appointed to that position because I left.”

“Woah,” Roman says, looking between them.  “Wait, what is all this fighting over a chair?  That’s ridiculous.”

“Roman,” Youngblood sighs, pressing a hand to his forehead.

“Did you need backup so bad you went and got your own color guard?” the tiefling asks, crossing their arms with an amused smirk.

“Noise,” Youngblood snaps, like he’s getting fed up.  “He’s standing right here, and you know exactly what you’re doing.”

“It really is okay,” Roman says, holding out a reassuring hand.  “I don’t have a lot invested in this relationship.”

“It doesn’t matter what you’ve invested,” Youngblood snaps, still talking to Roman while not looking away from Noise, who’s glaring right back at him.  “You would never say something like that after you realized what was going on.  He’s just being a little bitch.  Besides,” Youngblood leans closer into Noise’s face as he stops talking with Roman.  “Roman’s been less heartless than you lately.”

Noise reels back like Youngblood slapped them, and Youngblood in the next second looks like he almost regrets it, and Roman is just very ready for the two of them to stop saying things with the clear intent of hurting the other.

After a second, Noise stands up and puts on a very obvious mask, which Roman finds himself not fond of, since now literally all three of them know he’s hiding very obvious hurt.

“Where are my manners?” they say, back into pretending to be a confident and smug presence, despite how pointless they all know it is.  “Though you may have already heard of me and you of course know my relevance to the both of you, my name is Noise.  Ranking first chair of the Bard King’s righteous marching band.”

Noise puts a hand on his hip and leans forward with a snicker, his tail flicking in excitement.  “Something’s off here.  You’ve changed,” he says to Youngblood.  The next second, he leans forward and grabs Youngblood by the collar, pulling him down.

“You’re getting weak,” they laugh.

“Uh no, no one is weak,” Youngblood says, glaring down and shoving Noise off.

“Yeah, this is like the strongest dude I’ve ever met,” Roman says.

“Thank you,” Youngblood says.

“I mean, besides my daddy,” Roman adds.  Because obviously.

“I appreciate it?” Youngblood says, though he sounds less sure this time.

“You know,” Noise says without acknowledging either of them.  “Ever since you left, I’ve heard nothing but ‘you didn’t earn that chair.’”

His mask slips again for a second, and he glances at Roman again for some reason, but shakes it off and turns to glare back at Youngblood.  “I challenge you to a battle of the bards,” he says.  “Right here, right now.  Let’s finally put to rest which of us is more deserving of first chair.”

“You know what, sure,” Youngblood says, waving his hand dismissively.  “Why not.  I don’t even want the chair.  Fuck the chair.  But you know what, I will do it to prove a point.”

Roman sighs audibly, looking up at the ceiling.  This is clearly a terrible idea that is not going to help anything, why are they doing it?

He’s still not going to make Youngblood do this alone, however, so when Noise pulls out their sword, Roman does the same and gets ready to fight his second soulmate, which is about the opposite of how involved he wanted to get when they met, but he supposes it’s too late to back out now.

So, time to fight a battle with the two people he’d written out of his life ages ago.

…

The fight goes just about as disastrously as Roman expects, though the end is something of a surprise.  Maybe Noise feels bad about some of this after all, because instead of throwing Roman and Youngblood in a cell, he ends up inviting them to dinner.

Roman spends most of the time cheerfully admiring the decor, while Youngblood sits next to him and Noise across from them, both of them seeming far more uncomfortable.

“So, this is great!” Roman says, turning to Noise.  “If I can ask however, why exactly are we getting such fancy treatment?  I mean we just fought you, and even though we’re helping you and all… I don’t know, I didn’t really think you liked either of us very much.”

Noise winces and glares away.  “Well I— again, I wasn’t expecting you to actually fight me.  It’s a battle of the bards.  But Youngblood’s just a lit fuse, so.”

“No, not a lit fuse, just… cautious,” Youngblood says, looking away himself.

Roman huffs and looks between the two of them, getting a little tired of this.

Snoot shows up before he can say anything with bread and champagne, however, which both taste lovely.  And which Youngblood and Noise seem to have less of a tolerance for, surprisingly.  At least it seems to get them to open up a little, which they both clearly need.

“Gotta say,” Noise says, giving Roman a smirk.  “Even though you totally cut me open, you were pretty funny throughout that whole fight.”

“Thank you!” Roman says brightly.

“And by funny I mean super ridiculous,” Noise finishes, leaning forward on their hand.

Roman laughs.  “Well, yeah, I get that a lot,” he says, which seems to throw Noise for a loop.  Youngblood looks about to snap at him again, so Roman keeps talking.  “I mean this is like, day 2 of having a real sword.”

“Hold on,” Noise says, looking startled.  “Did I get my ass nearly handed to me by someone who’s never wielded a sword?”

“Practice sword,” Roman corrects, at the same time Youngblood laughs at Noise next to him.

“But I mean hey, that was pretty wild,” Roman says to Noise, before they can dwell on that.  He’s really going to need to talk to Youngblood about his mocking tendencies while Roman’s trying to get him to have a heart-to-heart.  “Why did you want to fight so badly?  I mean even a bard battle?  What’s the beef?”

Youngblood sighs next to him, and Roman turns to face him.  “As you know,” he says.  “I was attending a Bard College.  As you learned today, I was first chair.  Noise and I were friends.  Very close friends, obviously, since we’re soulmates too.”

“I mean, that’s not necessarily obvious, but sure,” Roman says with a shrug.

Noise gives Roman a weird look, but Youngblood just waves his hand with a nod.

“Sure, whatever,” he says.  “Anyway, as my responsibilities started growing at the college, and I started to get better with my singing, I learned that the better I sang, the more powerful I kind of became.”

“Dangerous,” Noise mutters, glaring down at his drink.

“Dangerous?” Roman asks in surprise, turning back to Youngblood.

“To an extent,” Youngblood admits, not looking comfortable with doing so.  “As you know, sometimes when I sing, fire kind of follows the sound.  Yeah?”

Roman considers that for a minute and sits up in realization.  “Wait a minute, were you the one who set that tree on fire when we first met?”

“Perhaps,” Youngblood says hesitantly.

“That was you?!”

“Yes!  Dammit, yes,” Youngblood says.

“Woah!”

“But anyway,” Youngblood says, clearly wanting to move on.  “The more and more I got better at controlling it, the more and more I started to realize that the college only wanted to make me into this, like, singing weapon, if you will.  I didn’t want to be that.  So I just… left.”

“Without a word,” Noise says, chiming in for the first time.

Youngblood doesn’t say anything, but Roman can still see the regret on his face.

“To be honest, I think you were just afraid of your own power,” Noise says.

“No, Noise, I don’t think you know as much as you should,” Youngblood says.  But before he can elaborate on any of that, Snoot comes back, not seeming at all bothered at interrupting the conversation.

He gives them all some bread, and Roman shares some with Youngblood while trying to give him a break between what’s obviously been a very difficult conversation.

Youngblood is apparently going to surprise Roman however, because he gets Noise’s attention again.

Noise looks over with a baguette in his mouth, which Roman totally understands, it’s hard for him to resist bread too.

“I’ll take this opportunity to apologize,” Youngblood says anyway, and Noise spits the baguette out of their mouth in shock.

“What?” he asks.

“I did kind of hurt you, and never apologized for that either,” Youngblood says.  “So… I’m sorry.”

He’s clearly uncomfortable the second he says it, but Roman puts a hand to his chest.

“Aww, that was really good Youngblood,” he says, wiping his eyes.

“Oh fuck don’t cry,” Youngblood mutters, and Roman sits up, wiping his eyes better.

Noise, however, starts to well up on the other side of the table too, so clearly Youngblood just has no idea how good his apologies are.

“Don’t you cry too!” Youngblood exclaims.

“I’m not crying,” Noise snaps through obvious tears.  “I just— um… enjoy the rest of your, dinner,” they say, clearly struggling to get up and push the chair back to the table.  “I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow,” they say before they disappear.

“Bye Noise!” Roman calls after him.

He turns back to Youngblood once they’re alone.  “You know, they don’t seem so bad,” he says, taking another bite of croissant and talking through the mouthful.  “‘specially considerin’ how we met an’ all.”

Youngblood sighs, but doesn’t say anything, and a second later Snoot walks in with the main course.

“Where did Noise go?” they ask as they approach the table.

“He had to excuse himself,” Youngblood says.

“Oh thank god that guy’s a dick,” Snoot says with a sigh of relief, before displaying roast cockatrice for them to eat.  He walks off before Roman can decide if he wants to defend Noise or not, so instead he turns back to the food, which is incredible.

Part way through however, Roman realizes that no matter what his slowly-growing-more-conflicted feelings on Noise are, he should still probably say something to the soulmate he’s decided he likes.

“Hey,” he says, turning to Youngblood.  “Can I just say, this is really freaking cool.  I mean being on this adventure, going to these really cool big cities, and doing it with you, which I didn’t think would ever happen!  This is awesome!”

“Yeah,” Youngblood mutters, clearly still torn.

“And you know,” Roman says, nudging him in the side.  “I think maybe you can and should keep talking to Noise while we’re here.”

“Well, the reason I apologized,” Youngblood says hesitantly.  “Look, we…” he sighs.  “I left without saying goodbye, but I also apologized for hurting them.  Noise tried to get me to like, embrace my power, and I ended up singing something that… hurt them.  And I just kind of left.  Before we could talk about it.”

“Hey,” Roman says, putting a hand on his shoulder.  “But you did really good today.  You know, apologizing, healing old wounds?  I mean that’s something, you know?”

Youngblood looks over at him, clearly still thinking about something.  Finally, he looks away again.

“I’m just… sorry you had to get dragged in the middle of it,” he says.  “None of it was your fault, Roman, and it ended up…”

“Youngblood,” Roman says with a fond shake of his head.  “How many times do I have to tell you I’m okay?  I’m not bothered by it.”

“Well— I kind of am,” Youngblood admits, leaning back in the booth.  “I mean, Noise was clearly trying to hurt you on purpose, and that’s cause he’s mad at me.  Look, the two of us, we never really knew what to think about you.  Noise, like, for most of his life he was really bothered by the idea that he’d ever call me heartless for some reason.  You know, cause that’s what was on his wrist as what you said to him.  So, when he said that…”

“They were trying to hurt you on purpose,” Roman says with an understanding nod.

“Yeah,” Youngblood says.  “And I think when you responded with his soulmark, he… I don’t know.  But he shouldn’t have tried to hurt you on purpose.  You didn’t have anything to do with any of this.”

Roman smiles, and gives a shrug.  “I think you know by now that it’s pretty hard to get under my skin, Youngblood,” he says.  “I’m okay.  Really.”

Youngblood looks at him for a moment, and then nods.  “Okay,” he says.  “Good.  I’m glad.”  He smiles, just a little.  “You have really weird opinions on soulmates, Roman.”

Roman beams.  “Thank you!”

…

The following day is a little too all over the place for Roman to wrap his head around completely.  They meet up with Flow, who both he and Youngblood like very much, as well as her dog, who they both like decidedly less, especially after slowing them down by jumping into the fountain and making them chase after her.  Noise is there for most of it too, but they seem perfectly content to stand on the sides and let Roman and Youngblood do all of the work.  Though Roman supposes that makes some level of sense, if they’re supposed to be prisoners after all.

Noise is also giving him the same hesitant look for most of the morning, however, so Roman is pretty sure there’s other reasons for him not getting involved.  Youngblood does still manage to get his boots wet however, which he seems very displeased with.  It also results in a different unfortunate circumstance however, because the wet footprints left by his boots are more than a little confusing with the footprints they’re all trying to follow.

They consider this for a second after realizing it, and then Roman claps his hands in a moment of inspiration.

“I’ve got it,” he says.  “Noise, you are going to ride piggyback for the day on my back.”

Noise stares at him.  “What?”

Roman shrugs.  “Or you could take off your boots.”

“I— I’m not taking off these boots,” Noise snaps, though they still look hesitant.

“Alrighty then, hop on,” Roman says, crouching down in front of Noise.  There is a long moment of pause for some reason, but Noise does eventually climb on, and Roman stands back up.

“Excellent,” he says happily.  “Those footprints should be much easier to follow now.”

“But— you just—” Noise says, sounding baffled.

“What?” Roman asks, looking up at him.

Noise stares down at him for a minute.  “Nothing, I guess?”

“Cool!  Let’s go then!”

Noise doesn’t reply at all, but for some reason the air around all of them seems much more tense.  Roman isn’t a huge fan of it, so he’s glad when the footprints lead them to the Massive Gigantic Money Casino and they can all move on with the investigation.

Noise chuckles on his back.  “Right, this is where I nearly electrocuted you to death,” they say with a smug smile at Youngblood.

Youngblood sighs irritably.  “Or we could not talk about it,” he says, starting for the door.

“Actually,” Noise says, sounding much quieter, causing Roman to glance up at him.  “I would like to apologize for that.”

Youngblood seems surprised, but it doesn’t show long on his face.  “Oh, uh, thanks,” he mutters.  A second later he seems to force a glare onto his face.  “But I’m not the only one you have to apologize to, you know.”

“Oh for pete’s sake Youngblood,” Roman says with a sigh.  “It’s taking you longer to let this go than me.”

For some reason, however, Noise seems surprised at that.  “Wait, what do you mean you let it go?” they ask, leaning around to look down at Roman.

Roman glances up at him and shrugs.  “I mean, clearly you were working through some stuff.  I’m not gonna take it super personally.”

Noise stares at him.  “What?  What do you mean you’re not going to take it personally?”

Roman blinks.  “I… don’t know how to explain it other than that,” he says.  “Oh, uh, hang on let me try, uh, I understand that you were dealing with a lot of emotions all at once, and sometimes when that happens people say things without thinking them through, so—”

“No, no, stop,” Noise says, waving their hands.  “You— what the heck are you talking about?  You can’t just do that.”

“Do what?” Roman asks, confused.

“You— well that— that was the first thing I said to you so wouldn’t you have—”

“Oh!  Yeah,” Roman says, pulling his wrist down and showing it to Noise.  “It’s right here.”

Noise stares at Roman’s wrist, seeming uncomfortable for some reason, and then looks back down at Roman.  “You— you’re acting like you’re just okay with it.”

Roman shrugs, which shakes Noise back and forth a little bit.  “Whoops, sorry, forgot you were on my back.  I mean, was I upset when I first learned what it meant, yeah, of course, but I can’t just live my entire life being sad because of two people.  I’ve got other stuff going on, and other people who do like me!  It’s all good!”

With that, he starts them into the Massive Gigantic Money Casino, glad to have finally explained all of this so they can move on now.

…

Noise apparently did not move on very quickly, and Roman is starting to wonder if this is going to become a thing.

Granted, emotions are already high.  Noise got pulled back into that carriage, and he and Youngblood both had to run after him and got pulled in themselves, and now they’re all going to have to perform for their lives.  But honestly that kind of proves Roman’s point, that being their current situation should take precedence, and they shouldn’t be focusing on problems that have already been solved.

But when Noise pulls him forward to practice dancing, Roman can tell they’re still tense, and they’re trying their best not to look at Roman as the two of them move around.  That’s probably what results in Roman losing his footing and tripping over his own feet, barely managing to catch Noise before they hit the ground.

Noise, seemingly on instinct, shoots out a shower of stars with his baton, and Roman glances up at them with an amazed grin.

“Did that look cool?” he asks after a second, grinning back down at Noise.

“I… I think we might survive this,” Noise says, and Roman feels a little bit of the tension in their frame loosen as he helps them back up.

“Heck yeah!” Roman calls happily, turning to grin back at Youngblood too, who rolls his eyes with a fond smile.

As he’s about to head over to Youngblood, however, Roman feels Noise grab his arm.

“Roman,” he says.

“Yeah?” Roman says, turning to face them again.

“I… I want to apologize,” Noise says, dropping Roman’s arm and looking down at the floor.  “For what I said to you when we met.  I wasn’t thinking, but that’s not an excuse, it’s… it’s completely unfair to you, to have that on your arm for your whole life.  I’m sorry.”

Roman smiles a little and shakes his head.  “It really is okay,” he says.  “Sure, it wasn’t fun to deal with growing up, but it’s part of what made me who I am, and I happen to like who I am.  I truly never did hold anything against you, either of you,” he adds with a glance at Youngblood.

“But, your soulmates are supposed to be important to you, aren’t they?” Noise asks, glancing up at Roman.  “I— I don’t know what I would have done without Youngblood.”  He looks away as he says it, as if he’s still ashamed to admit it.

“They can be important,” Roman agrees with a shrug.  “And I’m really glad that you both had each other when you needed each other.  But they also don’t have to be important.  They haven’t been important to me, at least, not until I met Youngblood.  But I mean, you both seem like pretty cool people.  Getting to know you sounds fun!  And holding your first words to me against you sounds like a silly thing to do,” he directs that part at Noise.  “I don’t do that with other people I meet, why should either of you be any different?”

Noise looks hesitantly up at him.  “Are you sure?” they ask hesitantly.

Roman smiles at Noise and puts a reassuring hand on his shoulder.  “I’m sure.”

Slowly, Noise gives him a small smile, and nods.  “Okay.”

“Okay!” Roman says happily.  “So now that we’ve got that wrapped up, let’s go and potentially die!  I think it’ll be fun!”

Noise laughs a little, part nerves and part amusement, as Roman walks over to grab Youngblood’s hand and lead them all to the stage they saw earlier.

…

Roman, for one, is not a fan of running through entire cities.  He’s not out of shape, but he’s not that in shape, and he’s pretty sure it shows in the way he stands gasping at the top of the steps out of Fantabulous Neon.

Youngblood is doing slightly better next to him, though Noise is the only one who really seems to have recovered, meaning Roman is going to have to ask them what their workout regimen is, but for now there’s more important things to worry about, like getting out of here.

But as Roman manages to stand, he realizes Noise has stopped at the base of the steps and is looking back towards Fantabulous Neon.

“Noise?” he calls.  “Come on, we gotta go, bud.”

Noise turns to face them, and Roman decides he does not like the grim look on his face.  “You two need to get out of here,” he says.  “I’m still under orders.  But you have to get far away from the city, and far away from the Bard King’s sight.”

“What?  No,” Roman says, stepping forward.  “Noise, you don’t owe them anything.”

“Yeah, I went rogue, and it took you a year to find me,” Youngblood says.  “You’ll be fine, come on.”

Before Noise can reply, lights appear in the distance, and the three of them turn to see a cab approaching.  It pulls up alongside them, and the window rolls down to reveal a frog.

“You fellas look like you can use a ride,” he says.

Before Roman can say anything, Noise moves towards them and pushes them both forward.  “These gentlemen could use a lift,” they say.

“Noise,” Youngblood snaps, turning around.  “No, you’re coming with us, come on.”

“You should know better than anyone, Youngblood, that’s not possible for me,” Noise says with a sad smile.  “Youngblood, Roman, the next time we meet, I may not be able to let you walk free.  Just know, the choice I make right now is my own.”  

“Noise,” Roman says, but Noise cuts him off by holding up a hand.

“Please, Roman,” he says quietly.  “I already haven’t done right by either of you.  At least let me protect you as best I can.”

“Noise, I already told you—” Roman starts, but he’s interrupted by the sound of a tree falling from inside Neon.

“Woah, this place is getting wild fast,” the driver calls.  “Come on fellas, in or out.”

Before Roman can say anything, Youngblood takes a step forward, leans in and kisses Noise softly on the mouth.  “You better come back,” he murmurs when he pulls away.  “I don’t want to do this shit with only one other soulmate forever.”

Noise stares at him for a minute, then just nods.

They turn to Roman for a second, seeming lost for what to say.

“I don’t like this,” Roman says.

Noise just smiles weakly at him.

Finally, after a second, Roman takes a step forward and pulls Noise into a hug.  “I want a chance to actually get to know you,” he says.  “Promise me.”

“Deal,” Noise murmurs.

Though he doesn’t want to, Roman pulls back, and he and Youngblood climb into the cab.  Noise stays behind and watches them go.

“Youngblood?” Roman says as they pull away.

“Yeah?”

“I was definitely right to not want soulmates,” Roman says.  “This was easier when I didn’t care about either of you.”

Youngblood sighs and buries his head in his hands.  “Tell me about it,” he mumbles.

And with that, they drive away into the night.

#roleslaying with roman #rswr roman #rswr youngblood #rswr noise #blood red song #galaxy polycule #roman x youngblood x noise #soulmate au #but not played straight because it's never played straight with me #aromantic rswr roman #or he's not officially but #how do i explain this #roman is aro as a political affiliation #yeah that's perfectly clear #my fic

[pulchrasilva]

"Roleslaying with roman left hand of darkness au!!!!" I scream into the void "do you see my vision!!!!!!!"

The void does not reply because it is a void

#if anyone is actually interested I'll elaborate tmrw morning maybe #if nobodys interested i'll probably elaborate anyway #roleslaying with roman #the left hand of darkness #rswr x tlhod au

[ax3-e0ns]

Aunt Patty adopting one frog child.

#roleslaying with roman #rwr aunt patty #rwr tim penny samuel #Blue Ribbon Found Family AU #brff AU #my art #my artwork

[cum-villain]

shaking quivering writing king's throne porn i have to do everything myself

#braincell posting #plssss watch roleslaying with roman please write noise x bard king stuff i'll read anything #literally anything #i'll read a high school au #i'll read a really fucked up coffee shop au

[moonlit-flowerfield]

Prinxiety Week 2022, Day 3: D&D

RSWR edition!! :D

Okay so uh

Descended Catfolk Rogue Virgil anyone? He wears a hood to hide his ears since he and his party (aka, Janus) don't know any spells to hide them and he doesn't have any sort of other way of hiding them. He's like... Maybe 4th generation Catfolk? Not enough to have only cat-like features.

Also he literally fell for Roman. Like, face planted. Roman is, uh, understandably worried. But he's himbo enough to not even notice the ears. At least yet. :)

@prinxiety-week-2022

#sanders sides #roman sanders #virgil sanders #art #sanders sides au #roleslaying with roman #prinxiety #prinxeity week 2022

[the-noisiest-pumpkin]

y’all i am so sorry about this

#roleslaying with roman #rswr #rswr noise #rswr youngblood #it’s a my immortal au <3 #enjoy #my bard fic

[anachronistic-falsehood]

i’m going back 2 sanders sides <3 byeeeee

#whiskey yelling into the void #NOT leaving homestuck tho you can pry that webcomic from my gold dear cringey hands #sanders sides #hey sanders sides fans. pspspspsps come back i’m gonna post more of my crime au soon probably #i’m more or less done with the dsmp i’m jumping headfirst back into tss. might even watch roleslaying with roman idk idk

[thevioletcobra]

#roleslaying with roman #drawing #roleslaying with roman au #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel au #hazbin hotel vaggie #vaggie

[lauvheart]

I NEED YALL TO REMEMBER that the bard king and his policeforce/military group (the bard gaurds) are in the WRONG. in this story. its important to me that you know that.

we are watching forgtown get colonised IN THE MOMENT AS IT HAPPENS. NOISE IS A FUCKING BASTARRRDDDDDD

#roleslaying with roman #rswr #rswr noise #i hate rswr noise #also you’re all banned from making ‘women<3’ posts until you understand them and don’t use them as filler alr?? literally banned #NOOOOOO MY CHARACTER LIST IS GONE IT GONE CAUGHT IN THE GUN FIRE #NOOOOOOOOOOOOO #MY UNDERRATED CHARACTER LIST #NOOOOO MY FUCKING SLIMECICLE MULTIVERSE AU ITS FOCKIN GONEEEEE #NOOOOOOOO #NAOOOOOOOOOOO

[tssfanzine]

Event Information

!! This post contains the basic information and rules, see the FAQ and Schedule for more !!

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Sign ups begin June 1st!

Eventual Zine Structure:

Title page

(Blank/decorated empty page probably)

Some kind of intro page listing the names and page numbers of everyone who contributed?

Thomas page

Logan page

Patton page

Roman page

Virgil page

Janus page

Remus page

divider of some kind maybe?

Individual pages

artist/writer bio pages

the end

All Thomas Sanders Content is allowed from Shorts Sides to Roleslaying with Roman to My Roommate Is Hades. They will be listed in the Individual Pages section

Individual Pages will be for any of your content! Feel free to self promote your own AUs, character designs, writing etc! These can contain content from other TS Series as well! As long as it's in accordance with the rules, it can go here!

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Event Rules:

No mature or NSFW content, including extreme gore depictions.

No unsympathetic sides content (we want this zine to be accessible and fun for as many people as possible!)

No pro-ship content (we are not anti-ship, but it makes many people uncomfortable) Thomas/Sides ships ARE allowed.

All Individual pages must feature origional fanwork by the creator (i.e. no using other people's aus!)

All writing and art for this event must be created WITHOUT the use of AI

Canvas size regulations (for artists): - A4 (single page, portrait) - 3508 x 2480 px / 297 x 210 mm - A3 (Page spread, landscape) - 4961 x 3508 px / 420 x 297 mm

Size guidence for writers: - There is no page size regulations, but please ensure the amount you write is able to fit on 1-2 a4 pages at 12pt font size minimum! (One A4 page at 12pt is roughly 650 words, depending on font choice).

As a collaborative team or alone, a writer/artist may chose to format their own pages, or simply submit seperate pieces (text blocks/documents/multiple art pieces for one page) for mod Rowan to format in post-production!

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#sanders sides #ts sides #thomas sanders sides #tss #tss fanzine event info

[qprsmackdown]

what submissions have the most convincing propaganda: rather for being silly or being serious

hi anon. mod zazie here. i read through every single one of the submissions to answer this because i am insane. and the results are as follows ^-^

techno & phil fans are INSANE over "for you phil, the world!!" as they should be!! i, too, read bunfloras' phil & techno fics. but even if i didnt already know who emeraldduo was, you all have VERY GOOD propaganda. Immortal lifelong best friends... <3

dsmp fans i love you im holding out my hand to you in a gesture of friendship. hello. both mods are also mcyt fans and dsmp fans. we know abt characters vs ccs. we also despise cc!dream. you are safe here. im sorry that previous polls have traumatized you :((

c!tubbo/c!ranboo fans also fucking turned out you have VERY convincing propaganda

ive never read the locked tomb, know nothing of the characters, but to the submitters who sent in Camilla Hect and Palamedes Sextus youve convinced me. VERY good job. where can i find your media i need to learn more. no like fr

jrwi fans are you okay. good lord /pos. also youll be pleased to know WE HAVE NOT ONE BUT TWO SUBMISSIONS OF THE GREATER MANA POLYCULE

to the etho/skizz fan who submitted an essay. hi. i think youre so right for putting them in a httyd au. very convincing propaganda. also are you okay.

hi silmarillion fans. do you need hot cocoa.

jrwi fans are literally so not normal about their guys. sorry to call you out but oh my god not a single one of you is normal /pos. its great.

not a fnaf fan but "Theyre also both canonically queer, if that helps. That has nothing to do with the lobotomies or the dying and being revived as a soulless walking corpse, though." is the sentence of all time. i hope whoever wrote that is doing well.

good evening to the homestuck fan who wrote jake & dirk propaganda so convincing that for a moment i wanted to go check out their media only to remember its Homestuck and ONLY to the homestuck fan who wrote jake & dirk propaganda so convincing that for a moment i wanted to go check out their media only to remember its Homestuck.

we've been over the jesus christ/mary magdalene submission but did you know apparently there's actual evidence to back it up? lots of it in fact? i did not expect to read that tonight (for future reference slash in case you're curious i am an atheist & cycad is christian)

the little women fan has some SERIOUS propaganda. my respect o7

hello to the autistic sp (south park) fan who wrote a genuine essay on kenny mccormick and eric cartman. wish you well (and like, we got a voltron submission as well. i dont know either of those shows/fandoms at all besides vague knowledge that they're not great but eh we're here to have fun. who cares (this is in response to you mentioning you didnt know if sp was allowed (i dont know actually youd have to ask cycad but im like 95% sure its fine (can you tell i have adhd))))

GIGOLAS FAN SPOTTED. they didnt write a lot of propaganda but HELL YEAH WE GOT SOME LOTR FANS HERE. theyre so qpr to me you dont even KNOW

i didnt even think about link/zelda being a qpr before this but you have convinced me. youre so right. they Are

besties who drink poison together STAY together!!! (merlin and arthur). fuck yeah baby!!! i have never seen merlin bbc

oh moirails are a homestuck thing i saw those in our asks and was unsure what they were

CANON QPR IN FABLE SMP? oh i need to check that out. fable smp fans ik this is a long shot but if anyone wants to give me reccomendations for where to start watching.

hiya qsmp fans. no need to worry you have turned out in both numbers AND propaganda. wowzers.

we have One submission for q!quackbur but now im wondering why no one has submitted c!quackbur. theyre literally homoeretic business rivals whose relationship could be viewed as platonic or romantic. smh

Roman and Youngblood from Roleslaying with Roman have very dedicated fans.

divorce quartet the divorced qp polycule ever but also im very biased. (both scott/cleo and scott/martyn were submitted multiple times)

we have some very fun ocs & real life qp relationships and im so here for it.

oh hey lifesteal smp i know those guys. wow damn theyre kinda fucked up arent they.

POLYARCHIVES SUPREMACY <3 BASEDBASEDBASED

POLYMECHS SUPREMACY ALSO SO BASED

Hi. Person who submitted both jesus/mary magdalene and now hamlet/ophelia. I love you. You are here to cause CHAOS and i for one applaud you for it. Can we kiss /j

#ask #not competition #mod zazie #I AM REVEALING ALL MY BIASES HERE AND I AM NOT AFRAID TO SAY IT HELL YEAH THOSE ARE MY BLORBOS

[pulchrasilva]

what is this rswr roleswap au that you are talking about? those types of aus have always been so interesting to me :D

It's an idea i was talking about with @remus-of-reston and @fangirlwriting-stories where Noise and Roman are swapped. Remus made the point that Roman's main motivation is that he wants to prove he's worthy of his family's sword and the legacy he symbolises and Noise's is that he wants to prove he's worthy of being first chair, which are actually incredibly similar. So then Fangirl suggest a roleswap where Noise grows up in Reston while Roman needs to deal with the bard king 😬

#the main feature of this au idea so far is a n g s t #rswr roman #rswr noise #roleslaying with roman #ask

[fangirlwriting-stories]

20 Q's for Fic Writers

Another tag from @assorted-candy, thank you!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 

193 as of now! Wow that's more than I thought I'd have.

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

1,537,974! That's about what I expected actually xD

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Well I got dragged into the Danny Phantom fandom recently as I'm sure you all can tell. The show was actually a really big part of my childhood, but this is the first time I've been actively in the fandom, go figure! Of course I'm still in the Sanders Sides fandom, and I'm back once again in the Phineas and Ferb fandom, still chipping away at that long fic I've been working on for a while.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? 

These aren't too surprising to me, as they're also my fics with the most hits.

5. You Just Didn't Notice with 349 kudos (dear god please don't go find that one it's from so long ago I can't bear to look at it).

4. Warm with 356 kudos! I think this is the touch starved light sides au I wrote! Yeah I'm still fond of that one

3. By Any Other Name has 365 kudos! Still think fondly of my time writing that one, it was so fun.

2. Consequences with 420 kudos! Honestly I'm a little surprised this one is in my top 5 I guess a lot of people just really liked it.

Protector! Yeah, no surprises here. This one seriously blew up on me, it's got more hits than any other work I've ever posted on AO3. 504 kudos!

5. Do you respond to comments?

Sure do! I make an effort to respond to every single one I get if I can, unless I just cannot for the life of me think of anything to say. And I do read all of them, rest assured that even if all you get is a "Thank you!" that I loved and appreciated your comment, and that I mean those "Thank you"s every time.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Honestly, I'm not sure, most of my fics tend towards happier endings, even if the time before that sucks ass for everyone involved. I could pick any number of one shots from series, but I'm not sure those count as complete stories, since most of one shot series do actually tell a story. Oh you know what, I'm looking through my stuff and it's "Denied Reconciliation" for Roleslaying With Roman. Yeah nothing's getting better in that one.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

This might sound weird for anyone who's read the fic, but in my mind I think it might be Protector? I listen to "Carry On" by Fun whenever I think about the ending for that fic because it fits the vibe so well, and because that's what the ending is about. Everyone is going to move on and live their lives to the fullest. Not everything's going to be sunshine and rainbows, but the characters don't want that anyway. They get to work to fix things and they have a chance for a really good and full and fulfilling life coming for them. What's happier than that?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really, actually, I'm very fortunate in that everyone seems to get that I'm just trying to share stories I love writing for fandoms and characters that I love. Thanks to all my readers, y'all are the best!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope! Not necessarily because I'm completely opposed to the idea, I have technically written a couple makeout fics, but when it comes to smut I feel like I'm too ace to know what I'm doing xD

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I don't, mostly just cause they don't scratch my brain in the way that inspires writing for me. I've read some really amazing ones and I definietly come up with some in my head from time to time, but I'm not sure I'll ever actually write one.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Thankfully no, or at least not that I know of.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yep! I'm currently writing and co-posting Defense Mechanisms with VorpalGirl on AO3, and I brainstorm enough with her and with my QPP @mishiitake-mushrooms that I end up putting them in the author's notes with credit quite a bit, and in my mind, that counts!

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Honestly I don't ship nearly as much as I used to. This may be a bit of a cop-out answer, but I find myself getting way more invested in sibling dynamics lately. I'm loving writing about Phineas and Ferb and Candace in my long fic, and Danny and Jazz in my new AU. Even in Sanders Sides, I'm tending more towards Roman and Remus lately, and of course brotherly dukexiety will have my heart until the end of everything. If I had to pick one, it would probably honestly be Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice? Kind of an out of left field answer, but I love how much both of them change in the book and I love how their romance is handled. Jane Austen is good at romance, I know, hot take.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have a Light Side Virgil AU where Virgil was a light side from the start that I still absolutely love, but I'm not sure I'll finish at this point. I still want to, I've just got so much going on that it's going to be a while if I ever get to it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue and plot! Sometimes I write what I jokingly refer to as my "stick two characters in a room together" fics where I do exactly that and just let them talk to each other. It's some of my favorite writing to do, actually. And I absolutely adore getting to plan and figure out plots and watch everything as it comes together as I write. Story epiphanies are the best.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I struggle a bit with action scenes, since character and dialogue are my strong suit writing characters just doing a whole bunch of stuff is difficult (especially if it's a fight scene, woof.)

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I am definitely not strong enough in any languages other than maybe French to pull it off, but I think it's really cool when people do it!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

My Little Pony Friendship is Magic. I was 12 no you can't see them.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

I'm not sure I have one, honestly? I have this thing that happens where I put all of my excitement and energy into whatever fic I'm currently writing xD

I do definitely have a couple that are very close to my heart for various reasons, though. Protector was my first fic that went over 100,000 words, and for that as well as numerous other reasons I'm very proud of it! Hope With Me turned out almost exactly how I pictured it in my head which is, like, crazy to me. I did a shit ton of math I'm really proud of for Three Minutes Less. I did coding for Seeking Advice. I wrote a bit about how I think aplatonicism would work in Friendship is Magic in Same Conclusion, which is the one MLP fic from me you get to see.

I don't know, I don't really want to name a favorite fic I've ever written, that takes away the possibility that I could still write it in the future! And yeah, I get the question is really asking "favorite fic so far," but... I don't know, I like too many of my fics for different reasons. I hope that's not too much of a cop-out answer.

Tagging @anxious-mess19, @sometimes-love-is-enough, and @prince-rowan-of-the-forest again, still no pressure!

#tag game #ask game #I got to talk about writing twice today :D