Royo, Contemplacion, ca. 1960-2000
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Royo, Contemplacion, ca. 1960-2000
Youngblood: Fuck the bard guards.
Roman: Yeah, fuck the bard guards.
*the next day*
Roman: Hey, guess who I hooked up with last night... Noise.
Youngblood: What?
Roman: You said fuck the- oh, you didn't mean it literally.
Youngblood: No, I didn't mean it literally!
Youngblood: Roman and I don’t use pet names.
Noise: I see. Hey, what do bees make?
Youngblood: Honey?
Roman: Yes, dear?
Youngblood:
Noise: Don't ever lie to my face again.
i'd be a liar if i said i wasn't in it from the beginning but royo really has my whole heart
[id: a sketch of roman of reston, captioned with a post by sirkayleeofcamelot reading "*becomes a knight strictly because the local bard is cute, and I want him to write songs about me*", and youngblood, captioned with a reblog to that post by big-blog-of-cheese-day reading "*becomes a bard strictly because the local knight is cute and I want to write songs about him*". end id]
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Magitober Day 1: Puella Historia
Thinking about how Youngblood's affection for Noise will only ever draw him towards the bard college, towards suffering and cruelty and everything he was running from, and his affection for Roman draws him away from the bard college, into freedom and joy. Thinking about Noise being so grateful to Roman, for being the freedom they could never offer Youngblood
Youngblood: Did Roman just tell me he loves me for the first time?
Noise: Yeah.
Youngblood: And did I do finger guns back?
Noise: Yeah...