☉ step one: choose your flavour of roxas one: early-mid Days aka "i am baby and understand nothing, but ice cream and friends are pretty rad ig??" two: mid-late Days aka "i still understand nothing, and i WILL die mad about it" three: digital Twilight Town aka "i'm?? definitely normal?? and i understand NOTHING, least of all why red sonic is following me" four: nebulous post-KH2-prologue timepoint aka "you are 99.9% likely to be using telepathy/lucid dreaming/diving around in people's heart stations to be picking this option" five: post-KH3 aka Here There Be Spoilers and also limitless possibilities six: WILDCARD aka if you're wanting some kind of AU, this is the option you wanna pick. canon divergence and crossover AUs are all fair game here! heck i'll even bring back DDD!roxas on request if you want
☉ step two: choose your scenario one: the obligatory ice cream prompt; look if you're friends with Roxas you are gonna be subjected to ice cream at least ONCE it is tradition and i do not make the rules two: in ur world, tryna be sneaky; for some reason the organisation has Business on your character's world and Roxas isn't as good at sneaking around as he thinks he is (alternatively depending on ur preferred roxas flavour: he's there for some other reason and isn't as good at pretending he's not from another world as he thinks he is) three: leeeeeeeeet's STRUGGLE; idk why you're in Twilight Town but congratulations you've shown up in time for the annual Struggle tournament!! now what? four: alriiiiiight, fight fight fight; what are we fighting?? heartless?? something else?? look either way he has 2 keyblades and he's not afraid to kick butt with them five: soft hanahaki; it's me of course there's gonna be a soft hanahaki prompt. grappling with the existential problems of being a Nobody, now with added magical realism flower petals that you apparently shouldn't even be capable of coughing up! (more about what soft hanahaki is here) six: interdimensional social media; whether you're following each other on kingdom hearts insta or there's something else going on here, congratulations, you're internet friends now seven: we live in a jamjar; obligatory insta-jamjar simulation prompt for all your "let's pretend we're in a jamjar game" needs eight: WILDCARD; hit me with whatever else your heart desires!!
☉ step three: comment and profit??? (format ur tags however u want! informal/formal/bracketspam/prose/comment spam/texting/social media/whatever tickles your fancy, i will match ur style accordingly!)
[ for them both to be lonely, huh. well... they might not be alone, but. that doesn't mean that Roxas doesn't still feel lonely. the spark of grateful connection he's feeling right now is a drop in the abyssal ocean that's the loss of everything he ever was or cared about.
but if Roxas feels lonely, then-- ]
How long have you been here?
[ --how much worse must it have been for Ven all this time? even if Sora's heart is his shelter instead of his prison, to be stuck in here like this all alone must be... ]
[There was silence as Ven tried to find an answer. He honestly wasn't sure if there was even a way to measure time here. He decided not to dwell on it too much or his sadness would simply return and sadness brought forth the sleep. He didn't want to fall asleep on his new friend.]
I...don't know. A long time I think. I'm not sure there's a way to find out exactly how long. Or even roughly how long...
[ if a heart isn't something you can see, or even something you can really feel, then... it stands to reason it isn't something that time would have a normal effect on, either. right.
man, Roxas doesn't know. he's no closer to understanding what a heart really is than he was on Day 9. well. guess he's in the ideal place to learn, now. ]
But... even with how long it's been, you're still you. Right?
I think I'm more than myself. I'm part of Sora. And Sora is a part of me. But I'm also less because I needed Sora to be a part of me to continuing being me. And yet I haven't stopped being Ventus. Even when I didn't remember I still knew I was me.
[He wasn't sure he was making any sense to himself, let alone Roxas. But one thing he liked was knowing Sora's name. This boy who opened his heart and saved him not once but twice without asking anything in return. He would have to thank him some day. When he woke up. Whenever that was.]
[ weirdly, Roxas actually managed to follow all of that meandering ramble. there's parts of it that catch on all his raw edges - the idea of needing Sora to be part of him to continue being him, when really, really, it seems like for all people are so fond of telling Roxas he's only half of Sora, it was Sora that needed him in order to wake up - but.
but through the flare of anger and sense of injustice, he thinks he gets what Ven's saying. even when I didn't remember I still knew I was me. that strikes a chord in Roxas that's stronger than the bitterness threatening to consume him again.
i'm still me, he remembers saying to Axel, once. i'll always be me. ]
... Right. [ a humourless chuckle. ] I think I get it. [ i might not know it's you, and you might not know it's me-- ] Someone else might not know it's you, but... you're still here anyway.
[His voice was quieter all of a sudden, weaker than before. He could feel himself being lulled back into his slumber and for the first time, he didn't want to. He wanted to stay with Roxas.]
I'm so tired... [He mumbled the words, trying to stay awake but knowing it was futile.] I'm sorry...I hope...I helped...
panic floods Roxas, and it's so, so selfish, but he doesn't want Ven to go. he doesn't want this to be someone else who finds him when he least expects it just to be torn away from him forever again, he can't do this again-- ]
[His voice a whisper now, fading away as his body pulled back the consciousness for a rest. He didn't want to go either but it seemed as though he had no choice. He hoped he wasn't lying to Roxas but he was sure wasn't. Roxas has helped him remember his name. Perhaps he could help him to do more when he was awake enough here again. And maybe he could get awake enough in reality too.]
[ but it's no use - Roxas can feel it, how the other presence that was so close to him in Sora's heart is fading back into-- not quite nothing. if he reaches for it, now he knows what it feels like - and he is reaching, panicky and desperate, feeling Ven slip through fingers he doesn't have like water - he can still feel him there. faint and impossibly far away, but there.
but now, once again, Roxas is alone.
i'll be back. it sounds like a promise. a promise to meet again... ha. Roxas is collecting a lot of those today.
but he'll cling to this one too. just like the others. ]
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but if Roxas feels lonely, then-- ]
How long have you been here?
[ --how much worse must it have been for Ven all this time? even if Sora's heart is his shelter instead of his prison, to be stuck in here like this all alone must be... ]
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I...don't know. A long time I think. I'm not sure there's a way to find out exactly how long. Or even roughly how long...
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So that's how it is.
[ if a heart isn't something you can see, or even something you can really feel, then... it stands to reason it isn't something that time would have a normal effect on, either. right.
man, Roxas doesn't know. he's no closer to understanding what a heart really is than he was on Day 9. well. guess he's in the ideal place to learn, now. ]
But... even with how long it's been, you're still you. Right?
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[He wasn't sure he was making any sense to himself, let alone Roxas. But one thing he liked was knowing Sora's name. This boy who opened his heart and saved him not once but twice without asking anything in return. He would have to thank him some day. When he woke up. Whenever that was.]
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but through the flare of anger and sense of injustice, he thinks he gets what Ven's saying. even when I didn't remember I still knew I was me. that strikes a chord in Roxas that's stronger than the bitterness threatening to consume him again.
i'm still me, he remembers saying to Axel, once. i'll always be me. ]
... Right. [ a humourless chuckle. ] I think I get it. [ i might not know it's you, and you might not know it's me-- ] Someone else might not know it's you, but... you're still here anyway.
[ I get it now, Naminé. ]
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[His voice was quieter all of a sudden, weaker than before. He could feel himself being lulled back into his slumber and for the first time, he didn't want to. He wanted to stay with Roxas.]
I'm so tired... [He mumbled the words, trying to stay awake but knowing it was futile.] I'm sorry...I hope...I helped...
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panic floods Roxas, and it's so, so selfish, but he doesn't want Ven to go. he doesn't want this to be someone else who finds him when he least expects it just to be torn away from him forever again, he can't do this again-- ]
Wait! Don't go!
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[His voice a whisper now, fading away as his body pulled back the consciousness for a rest. He didn't want to go either but it seemed as though he had no choice. He hoped he wasn't lying to Roxas but he was sure wasn't. Roxas has helped him remember his name. Perhaps he could help him to do more when he was awake enough here again. And maybe he could get awake enough in reality too.]
I'm...I'm...be back...
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[ but it's no use - Roxas can feel it, how the other presence that was so close to him in Sora's heart is fading back into-- not quite nothing. if he reaches for it, now he knows what it feels like - and he is reaching, panicky and desperate, feeling Ven slip through fingers he doesn't have like water - he can still feel him there. faint and impossibly far away, but there.
but now, once again, Roxas is alone.
i'll be back. it sounds like a promise. a promise to meet again... ha. Roxas is collecting a lot of those today.
but he'll cling to this one too. just like the others. ]
... okay. I'll be waiting.