☉ 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!)
[ 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 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.