I was the one who submitted the ask about romey’s perv folder ™ and as your number one fan I must humbly ask….
when are you gonna let us read a full roman fic? Ik you talked about actually writing the series and stuff and i’m dying to find out how they met and him being a pervy boss before then. how did he find out reader was a freak like him 😩
No rush ofc,I love this couple sm and your writing is so good and it’s such a comfort to me!
i never knew anyone would actually want a full series, but i’m totally down for a whole series thing! tbh idk when i’ll get around to it or if it’s even in the best interests of the general vibe of this account to do a big series because of my whack schedule. but i can give my own little opinions on how they met and stuff, and would be happy to do rambles or a line of works based on what people may wanna know!
i hc them as having met at shiv’s wedding as a whole roman being shiv’s ‘man of honor’ and reader being tom’s ‘best woman’. i can totally see small-town (maybe southern, maybe just ‘poor’ in comparison to rome) reader being old pals with midwestern social climber tom through some fucked up twist of fate.
through another fucked up twist of fate, i see caroline loving her. the scene where she tells roman he should marry tabitha would probs become caroline telling roman that reader is a ‘good one’, he should do something about it, make something happen, cave into the ‘maid of honor and best man’ trope. which roman would then correct as, “Man of honor and best woman, Mom.” reader tries to brush it off by reminding caroline that he’s with tabitha (without knowing it’s more of an open, friends-pretending-to-fuck thing) — very girl’s girl.
roman kinda just likes her immediately, the vibes match. i imagine a scene on a balcony, reader getting fresh air, not used to a huge destination wedding at a huge fucking archaic castle, filled to the brim with the fussiest snakes in the viper’s nest. roman coming out, asking if she wants to smoke, “Uh, no thanks but, go ahead?” and he does, “You sure? Well, sure you don’t mind and also. Like, no smoking? Virgin lungs or something?” and they talk and laugh, and when they go back in is when he finds out about the shuttle accident and sorta doesn’t give a fuck? poor gerri, the accident-prone roy is in puppy love with the groomswoman and she’s left to clean up his messes.
roman dances with reader and kinda tries to ignore any and everything. i’d imagine they move both shockingly fast and slow, like reader stays with tom per his request for a couple weeks because she doesn’t have a place in new york, but when the tomshiv tension gets too high, roman kinda relocates her to an en-suite spare room in his penthouse a door down from him. hires people to fix everything up for and with her, starts a list in the kitchen of shared groceries, movie nights at least twice a week.
‘fast’ as in when reader gets hired at waystar as the family’s (cough cough, roman’s) in-house attorney (because if roman needs anything, he needs a personal attorney that isn’t just a for-hire, white-collar shark, but someone in close contact with the family overall, and that’s reader’s opt-in), she’s accidentally opted in to sharing an office with roman, who is generally thrilled that his dad has given him a new play toy. his dad is more of the belief that reader is fresh meat in a skirt, in a, “Romulus, make sure the girl doesn’t get eaten alive,” way. ‘fast’ as in roman takes her out for dinner at ‘their place’, an italian restaurant with the best pasta in new york, he says. ‘fast’ as in, at that same place for the first time (what he calls their ‘first date’ despite reader being entirely unaware it was ever a date), they both ran into one of his dad’s old ‘buddies’ who she knows better than to ask much about, and roman pulled a ‘prank’ by saying the two of them were engaged — and she went along with it, though unconvincingly.
and ‘slow’ as in there’s never really a discussion of what they are, it’s just roman saying, “I never fuck anyone else ever again and you never fuck anyone else ever again. That’s the deal, the fuckin’…thing we got goin’ on here.” he jokes about eloping but is also weird with stuff, ‘girlfriend’ is such a weird word, his weird internalized homophobia won’t allow the use of the word ‘partner’ without a visible cringe, so. it’s kinda nothing, unofficially engaged, like ‘promised to each other’, an almost arranged marriage except voluntary, without a dowry.
so, there’s a ramble of little factoids i’ve imagined about roman and little miss priss reader, just in case i never get around to it — that’s all the intro important stuff i’m pretty set on!
