#Read Rolan coded

[leafatlaw]

god the front bottoms can be so bitb coded

[cinnamontails-ff]

Rolan Academia AU: "An Empirical Science"

I have given Rolan the smutty yet wholesome Academia AU he deserves! It's an enemies-to-lovers between him and a sex-positive rival wizard who takes it upon herself to teach him what cannot be learned from books.

Also, there's Pride and Prejudice references because he's Darcy-coded af.

Excerpt:

Oh, you poor fool.

Vivian couldn’t help but smile as she closed the distance between them.

“I’m sure you think that way, equation boy,” she said, reaching for a strand of his long, brown hair and tucking it behind his ear. “But see, the thing is this …” She leaned in close and whispered, “This��is an empirical science. You can really only learn it by trying it out yourself. Getting your hands a little dirty, so to speak.”

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[satinsnakesworld]

Mr Crane Coded

okay first and foremost thank you all for 100 likes!!!!!! that is absolutely crazy to me and I'm so grateful for all the interaction so i thank everyone!

Now.... onto business...

I've seen a lot of comparisons of Rolan to Mr Darcy. However, I see him as more Phillip Crane from the Bridgerton books.

While rolan is not a single dad like phillip he some what is in a way with cal and lia. Cal and lia being oliver and amanda always being the restless and fun. and rolan having to break up any mischief.

instead of being a botanist this man is worried with spells and potions. He goes off the his office much like how phillip goes to his greenhouse.

i could see rolan writing letters to tav and sending either a healing ootion a scroll of flight, or something that he thought of tav to use while in their travels, much how phillip picks out specific flowers with meaning for eloise.

and i could absolutely see tav and rolan arguing in the same way as the couple in the books. Rolan being the introvert , quiet, and not out in society as much, like phillip. While on the other hand tav could be the extrovert, talkative, and social butterfly in a sense as eloise is.

now that's just the couple I could think of after my first read-through of "To Sir Phillip, with love" by Julia Quinn. Also, keep your eyes out for some Rolan content to come soon, I've started drafting some head cannons for him, SFW and NSFW ;P

Anyway, here are my nightly 1am ish thoughts enjoy!!!!!

no lie this is not proofread or edited just wanted to type it all out lol sorry for any typos

[burning-sol]

SPOILER WARNING FOR EVERYTHING YEAH

rumi - lived several consecutive lives of tragedy trying to shield themselves from terrible trauma by taking on new identities, coming to the point they lost track of who they really were, they became rumi after acquiring the holy blade which was used as a way for zuen to feed rumi visions that enforced the identity zuen wanted them to have and rumi spends the campaign becoming disillusioned with said identity and in the end becomes elena <- and this is very much a summary but rest assured rumi is very identity fucked

exandroth - eldritch angel who i headcanon was influenced by zuen to become a bloodthirsty retribution seeking guy, has a very wounded ego and took that out on peter, over the campaign picks up human traits and is less bloodthirsty, BUT THEN GETS STABBED and starts wanting to possess rumi and acts like rumi probably wants to be rumi, but then you find out that exandroth has a peter form like WHAT THE FUCK did she start being that when possessing peter does exandroth even consider itself an angel anymore, and it actually IS an angel which exandroth literally got (as far as we know) all the rest of her kind killed, so he's very much an outlier, also gave up maybe its literal heart or like symbolically its heart or like some sort of essence probably to make the robots who did the killing, you know i like to imagine that exandrothwas given a robot heart in return like yeah robotic angel now

thanatos - a guy who's soul was put in a robot who then became a murder robot guy, who was then abducted by the royal family and made to believe he wasnt a murder robot guy, but then he remembered he WAS a murder robot guy, and he killed his adoptive dad and left to go on the robot murder mission he was given but then learnt to be more than just a murder robot, also he meets tristan who also made him who is like "you should totally just blow up the world" like he put than in thanatos' coding, also exandroth who was his bro also turned out to be his mom???? hey . oh also he's the last murder robot out of all the murder robots that all looked exactly like him.

rolan deep - so rolan was a kid that died and then rolan deep the bug came out of it who still had the memories of original rolan who carried out school life and left the hive that had been starting so the hive was like "lol wait we sorta needed him" so rolan goes off and probably utterly dosnt like himself becomes an alcoholic and drinks so much than he literally is built different, then he comes back to galloway and starts the bug apocalypse and doesnt know he's a bug but finds out and its like oh shit!! but thne hes like nah i think im still a guy and then like helps blow up the hive you know how it is.

roachel rant - aka the hive queen who first assimilated rachel into the hive and we dont really have a gague for how much rachel influenced her but it's my headcanon that the entire concept of a human collective whatever was pulled from rachel and informed how the hive would end up being structured and that roachel rant actually shares a lot with rachel rand like the hive queen and rachel rand become roachel rant something new that is sort of both of them but neither of them and roachel rant isnt even evil but like misguided after having to rationalise human concepts when she's actually a bug alien, do you think they were even bugs or did rachel make them take the form of bugs maybe rachel had a bug interest after all they ARE imposter things what if they were never bugs at all and that was all rachel's influence

gillion tidestrider - he was given up as a baby to the elders and trained to be a weapon with barely any exposure if at all to the outside, was only visited by his sister edyn who gave him pretzel and even she would slowly be unable to visit gillion, gillion's whole identity before development revolved around trying to be the chosen one BUT ALSO always failed to BE the chosen one, and gillion developed a very black and white view of morality which directly led to him going to stab jay's dad which led to him getting banished by the ones who informed his identity to that points and instilled those values

william wisp - he DIED. oh yeah and he thought there was an afterlife but there wasnt so he's had to deal with that. also he's dead. btw he is so morally grey he's not far from being a villain his recent stuff has been dark. did i mention he died. dont worry she got revived by dakota's heart and also got tits (thats definitely canon) but also she is definitely not far from dying again it will most definitely happen. did i mention she died.

the greats - yeah so these are five girlies that got put into a catboys body and sort of maladapted to vyncent idk but also they nearly fucking died being stuck in vyncent's body and then they went home and they got pulled out of vyncents body and im not sure if they're even alive because they looked very nearly dead can someone fact check this

ryan selecruh - aka jyan the name that he has because he has to have it to be in the j-crew and he says this "are you saying that my defence mechanism where i put on a different personality around every single person i know is a self destructive behaviour, and that im ruining my life and eventually i will implode with all these personalities and i will lose who i am truly inside"

jebediah lightbringer - LITERALLY SPENDS LIKE THE ENTIRE CAMPAIGN BEING AN UNRELIABLE NARRATOR JEBEDIAH DOESNT EVEN REMEMBER HOW HE BECAME BLIND??????

if you read through all of this ty u are so cool thanks for hearing my rant abt my blorbos

[underdark-dreams]

A question for when requests open in the future if you don’t mind…

I know you specialize in writing tieflings (and it’s a treat to read every time!). Would you be open to writing for any of the main companions if the Tav paired with them was a tiefling?

I haven’t seen a whole lot of tiefling Tav x character fics out there (it’s almost always elf, half-elf, or human coded), and I really like the way you pay attention to the mannerisms and quirks that tieflings possess when you write them.

Ohh that is an interesting question! Totally don't mind you popping an ask through! 🖤

I think my hesitance would be the main companion side of the equation. I have a lot of love for the true companions of the game, but for some reason my brain hasn't latched onto them the way it did to all the Tiefling NPCs (god knows why 😭) I'm not sure I'd write for Gale, Wyll, etc very well.

That said...I would LOVE to write a Tiefling Tav! If that's something you or others would read with Rolan or Dammon, or maybe Zevlor? Some tief on tiefNPC action? Let me know 🤔 I am actually noodling on an Ikaron x TieflingTav fic on the side and it has been so fun.

I def have leaned toward human-coded Tavs, mostly as an effort to keep things insert-friendly, since I know I often tend to write fem and that's not everyone's preference. 💗 Plus I honestly don't have a particular build/race in mind usually. Head empty. But I am very much down to write a Tiefling Tav!

Basically every day I wake up loving Tieflings more & wanting to write them better. So thank you so much for reading! I hope this answer isn't too disappointing. I appreciate you asking. 🖤

Friends who write main companions and are accepting requests for us Tiefling lovers, drop your @ in the replies?? 🙏

[suicidalgamergirl]

Weekend’s At Nessie’s: The Cast

Short biographies of characters in this fic:

-Vanessa “Nessie” Alexandria: A 32 year old washed up web comic artist who cleans offices for a living and uses her tablets for reading/drawing. She lives alone in her 3 room apartment. Very insecure about herself, due to an SA and past relationship forcing her to have sex. Because of this, she has very high insecurities about herself. She tends to beat herself up by self harming. Hence her arms are always covered in bandages. She dyed her hair pink and black as a self resistance to not fit into society’s beauty standards for women.

-Ken: Vanessa’s one and only boyfriend. Ended the relationship because Nessa caught him cheating on her. Thinks Vanessa is nothing but a lazy fat fuck because she couldn’t sleep with him. Always puts her down and he doesn’t know what Vanessa sees in him. He is glad that Vanessa is still miserable and he’s living his best life with his superficial model girlfriend, Katsy.

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Gur Hunters.

-Rolan/The Boss: A monster hunter veteran that has the Gur Hunters’ bloodline. He teaches his fellow hunters how to slay monsters, especially vampires. He has a beef with The Vampire Ascendant, who had taken all his glory for defeating Cazador Szaar. He hates vampires and how authors made them as glorified misunderstood creatures of the night.

-Zahra: Second in command of hunters. She prefers her twin uzis, filled with silver bullets. Agrees with Rolan, but at times, she thinks he’s old fashioned for using older weapons.

-Rodney: An ex veteran who had seen the horrors humans can do to each other. No matter what war is going on, there will always be one enemy to take out. Human or supernatural.

-Layla: A quiet computer hacker who mostly gets to look up monsters roaming the streets. Some might think her day job is being a V-Tuber. She takes coding to the next level and savors instant ramen daily.

-Doug: A scholar who wants to learn about the supernatural creatures that roam this world. If he was in command, he wanted to capture and study The Vampire Ascendant, a vampire lord who can walk freely in sunlight. He takes too much delight in examinations.

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-Astarion Ancunin/The Vampire Ascendant: Here he lives after slaying the netherbrain and his cruel master centuries ago. Granted, his love for Tav ditched him and did not value the gift of immortality. He now spends nights as a roaming vampire lord, enjoying the quirks of modern day humans. He promised to never to fall for another prey like Tav. He doesn’t want to feel the pain of having Tav die.

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Here are the small bios. Been busy reading stuff on my eReader. And yes, there is such thing as a Deep N’ Delicious cake.

[ao3feed-bemorechill]

Don't You Forget About Me

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by sardonicat

Saturday, March 24, 2015. Middle Borough High School, Red Bank, New Jersey. 60062.

Dear Mr. Morris...we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong, because what we did was wrong. But we think you're crazy to make us write this essay telling you who we think we are, what do you care? You see us as you want to see us… in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. You see us as a nerd, an athlete, a gossip, a princess, and a criminal. Correct? That's the way we saw each other at seven o'clock this morning. We were brainwashed…

that's right, it's the breakfast club au that nobody asked for but I wrote it anyway! my (@whyamiheere on tumblr!) fic for the be more chill big bang.

Words: 18876, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Rich Goranski, Jeremy Heere, Jake Dillinger, Chloe Valentine, Jenna Rolan, brooke lohst (mentioned), Christine Canigula

Relationships: Rich Goranski/Jeremy Heere, spicy bis, richjer

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Breakfast Club AU, aka I like richjer and I'm pretty sure tbc is gay coded so I gave it the gay shit it deserved, all i'm saying is bender should've made out with brian, Rich is Bender, Jeremy is Brian, Chloe is Claire, Jake is Andrew, Jenna is Ashley but not, Be More Chill Big Bang, Makeouts, (in like one scene but whatever), Implied/Referenced Suicide, (it's really subtle and barely a thing though blink and you'll miss it), Misunderstandings, oooh that's a tag I've never used before, also don't worry it's not just the plot of the breakfast club I changed some things up, oh and the squip is kinda Vernon but like... it's not really the squip at all, also joe iconis is the principal who does not make an appearance because I said so, and michael is meechee

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[ao3feed-meremy]

Hot Flashes

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by Kingjoethecat

It's the hottest week New Jersey had seen in years, kids in classes are getting dress coded just for showing up. Yet one Michael Mell continues to not take off his jacket. More at 11.

Words: 3917, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere, Jenna Rolan, Jake Dillinger, Rich Goranski, Christine Canigula

Relationships: Jeremy Heere/Michael Mell

Additional Tags: Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Self-Harm, boyf riends, Post-Squip, Michael Mells two moms

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[cannoli-reader]

Don't forget Faile noting that both of her Cha Faile companions in captivity among the Shaido have taken to sleeping with Aiel warriors for protection. One sleeps with a man and one a woman (and is noted herself to be completely uninterested in a man who likes her, suggesting that she accepted a sex-for-protection deal from a Maiden because that was her sexual inclination, not because lesbians in male-coded jobs will rape straight women, or because "it doesn't count with a woman"), and Faile makes no distinction between either one's activity. The only difference in the depiction of those two relationships is that the straight couple ends with the woman killing her exploiter out of loyalty to her liege lady, so we can skip the bury-the-gays whining, too. It should be noted, too, that there is no negative perception of either Lacile or Arrella for doing this. Faile resists because of her marriage, but sees giving in if necessary as the lesser evil. Alliandre makes an oblique comment to reassure Faile that she would not think less of her for doing so, and Perrin does not care at all why she is feeling guilt when she claims no one harmed her in proximity to Rolan's corpse. The moral of the whole issue here is that in WoT, only your actions and choices matter, that a woman's purity is not a relevant thing, she is not made less for choosing to have sex for reasons other than true love or situations other than a perfect commitment. Using sex to survive is not held to be worse than taking lives to survive. If there is anyone being condemned by the narrative, it's Rolan and his companions, with their rather brutal deaths, in which the captive objects of their affections stab them in the back or cause them to hesitate and get a pulped skull as a result, with absolutely no remorse or recriminations (I like to think the memorial service for the women's sexual exploiters "protectors" was Sanderson's work - I about gagged reading it).

Also, the only lesbian specifically identified as such in story is a petite, conventionally feminine, member of the man-loving Green Ajah, who has two warders and outsiders describe their relationship as close, like siblings.

Are the wheel of time books sapphic too?

[yeetmeoutthewindowdaddy]

Rolan's performance issues (Part 1)

A Tsundere Rolan (OVA)

I am so mean to my blorbo's. Anyways, Part 1 (this part) is why Rolan has performance anxiety in the bedroom during Part 2.

Inspired by this post/video.

(This isn't a part of the Tsundere Rolan series per say, but it is canon in the series. I know OVA stands for "original video animation", but you get the gist of what I'm going for here, yeah?)

I color coded the dialog for Rolan, Cal, and Lia for easier reading.

Suggestive, angst, hurt no comfort (part 1 only), insecurities, self-loathing, attachment issues, abandonment issues.

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Rolan and Tav's relationship had been getting more physical as of late. The thought of them going all the way had Rolan as excited as it did nervous.

One morning during breakfast Cal and Lia noticed a hickey that Rolan's pajama shirt didn't quite cover, and as his siblings they were legally obligated to tease him about it.

"Rolan, I thought that Astarion only fed from Tav." Lia said, with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Not having had his morning cup of coffee yet, Rolan didn't respond— he just looked at Lia with a mix of genuine confusion and mild trepidation.

"Astarion!? It looks as though he were attacked by a very large leech!" Cal replied with a shit eating grin.

**Rolan's face**

"What?" He asked, his sleep addled mind only functional enough to shamble around like a zombie that needed caffeine instead of brains. His tail started to sway in annoyance— he knew they were teasing him, but he didn't know what they were teasing him about.

Taking pity on him, Cal tapped his pointer finger against his own neck in the spot where Tav had left a hickey on Rolan's neck.

"You've got a..." Cal said, trailing off at the end of the sentence to let Rolan figure it out himself.

Rolan's eyes suddenly widened, his cheeks flushed as his hand shot up to cover the incriminating mark on his neck.

Cal and Lia burst into laughter as they continued to poke fun at a very unamused Rolan.

"Are you sure that Tav isn't a vampire Rolan?" Lia questioned her brother with mirth.

"Could you two please be mature about this?" Rolan asked, despite already knowing that the answer would be—

"No!" Lia and Cal gleefully him answered at the same time.

Gods, he was horrified, they were never going to let this go. Rolan pinched his nasion between his thumb and pointer finger in a futile attempt to stave off a headache.

"Is the Master of the Tower planning on using some magic to impress Tav in the bedroom?" Lia asked while wriggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Do NOT bring my wizardry into your juvenile teasing, Lia." Rolan sternly warned.

"Yeah Lia, Rolan's magic isn't something that you should tease him about." Cal said to his sister, his voice and demeanor suddenly turning staid.

"It isn't?" Lia asked, surprised by Cal abruptly switching to Rolan's side.

"It isn't?" Rolan asked, surprised when Cal unexpectedly took his side. "I mean, you're right— it isn't. Thank you, Cal." He said with a pleased air of finality.

"Yeah well, I know it's a bit of a sensitive subject— with you having problems eh, performing your magic for someone who you've romantic feelings for." Cal said in comforting patronizing tone.

Rolan looked aghast as he asked "What in the hells are you talking about Cal? I've never had trouble perform-"

Cal cut Rolan off before he could finish his sentence. "Sarai, the bakers daughter."

Recognition dawned on Rolan's face. "I was fifteen, I was an inexperienced novice who barely understood magic!" He argued.

"Hahaha, oh yeah! I'd almost forgotten about that!" Lia cackled with delight.

"That was fourteen years ago!" Rolan reminded his impudent siblings.

"Her skin was the same shade of puke-green for almost a whole tenday, Rolan!" Cal reminded his flustered brother.

"Yeah, even the local healer didn't know that a miscast color spray could do that!" Lia added.

"I didn't have confidence in my magical abilities back then. I tried to cast a spell to impress her, and panicked when I couldn't! I got lucky that neither she nor I were injured!" Rolan said defensively.

"Oh you got lucky alright Rolan, just not in the way you were hoping you would." Lia jeered.

Before Rolan could respond, Cal added on to Lia's remark.

"He got lucky in another way on that day too, Lia! As had he not spectacularly failed in his attempt to seduce the fair maiden, he would've disappointed her by being unable to perform under pressure in the— I'd say bedroom, but storage room would be more realistic."

"I didn't know what I was doing! I was flying by the seat of my pants without any guidance..." Rolan said to his siblings, his vehemence waning as a horrible realization dawned upon him.

He stopped registering Cal and Lia's continuous taunts as his mind focused on a single, harrowing, thought: He is just as inexperienced now as he was then, all those years ago. Worse still, he was even more nervous now than he was as a hormonal teenager.

Up until now his lack of sexual and romantic experience hadn't been of any concern to him. He had his studies to focus on, he didn't have time for any "frivolous dalliances".

But now Rolan was pushing 30. He was in a romantic, soon to be sexual relationship. With a bard. A very attractive bard. Tav was honest about having had numerous lovers previous to him, and that hadn't much bothered the mage— until now.

Gods, he could hardly believe that Tav wanted to be in a serious relationship with him. Rolan knew what he was like; temperamental, orotund, and standoffish.

But Tav seemed to like him in spite of his flaws... maybe even because of them? No, He dared not to hope that such an absurd thought had any merit. Tav put up with his loathsome personality— lying to himself would only make it all the more painful when Tav eventually realizes that Rolan isn't worth the effort and abandons him.

Panic seized Rolan, he had to make sure that he didn't make a fool of himself when he and Tav eventually had sex. It had to be perfect. He had to be perfect, or Tav might see that Rolan didn't deserve to be loved.

"Rolan?" Cal gently called to his brother, both he and Lia having noticed how upset Rolan was.

They knew they went too far, that they hit a very sensitive nerve, because of Rolan's body language.

His shoulders were hunched up to his ears, his body stiff and his muscles tightly clenched. His hands were balled into fists to hide that they were shaking.

Rolan's breathing was strained, his eyes were looking towards them but he wasn't seeing the world around him. His face was carefully schooled into a neutral and unaffected look.

HIs tail held low and rigid, unmoving except for its spade which was twitching as it did when Rolan was particularly distressed.

"Hey, Rolan. We didn't mean it, we were just teasing." Lia said in an uncharacteristically gentle voice.

"Are you two quite finished?" Rolan asked, his voice clipped.

"...Yes, but Rolan we-" Cal replied before Rolan interrupted him.

"Good. Now if you'll excuse me I have a store to open and research to complete." Rolan said as he quickly strode away, his "breakfast" of black coffee left untouched and forgotten.

"Rolan!" Lia called after him, but she paused when Cal placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Forcing him to talk is only going to make things worse, Lia." Cal sagely counseled.

"Shit. You're right." Lia replied as she sat down and placed her head in her hands. "We went to far."

"We went way to far." Cal agreed, and told Lia "We need to apologize and make it up to him."

Lia lifted her head to look dejectedly at Cal. "Apologizing we can do, but how in the world would we make it up to him?" Lia asked.

But Cal did not respond, for he did not have an answer.

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Elsewhere in the tower Rolan was trying to get ready for the day. But his dammed hands wouldn't stop shaking long enough for him to put his hair in its normal style.

"Zurgan!" Rolan cursed, hurling his hairbrush across his room in frustration. Letting out a heavy sigh as he heard a loud cracking noise.

"Oh wonderful job Rolan. You broke it." He said to himself, disappointment and self-disgust welling up inside him.

He paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and decided to send his simulacrum to man the register of Sorcerers Sundries today— he was in no mood to content with any ignorant, rude, customers.

Part 2

[yeetmeoutthewindowdaddy]

How Rolan got his nickname

A Tsundere Rolan (OVA)

This is how Rolan acquired the nickname that this Tav calls him in my fanfics about them.

(This isn't a part of the Tsundere Rolan series per say, but it is canon. I know OVA stands for "original video animation", but you get the gist of what I'm going for here, yeah?)

I've color coded the dialog for Rolan, Tav, Lia, and Cal for easier reading.

AN: Tav's normally high charisma flies out the window when he tries to flirt with someone who he has romantic feelings for. Tav vacillates between cocksure and bashful around Rolan. Boi is in loooove and doesn't know what to do about it. Lust, he can handle. But love? Panic.

TW: Lorroakan's abuse is mentioned.

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Rolan was trying to get some important work done.

Trying being the operative word, because Tav had somehow made his way up to the top of Ramazith's Tower where Rolan was attempting to work.

"Don't touch that." Rolan snapped at Tav without even bothering to look up from his papers.

Tav startled, sheepishly pulling his hand away from a particularly volatile looking alchemical concoction as he glanced at Rolan.

"How'd you know I was going to touch something when you weren't even looking at me?" He asked.

Rolan let out a long suffering sigh as he sat back, giving up on accomplishing anything productive while Tav was around.

"I asked myself 'what would a particularly droll child be getting into right about now?'" Rolan said in an acerbic tone.

Rolan stood and began to organize the papers which were strewn haphazardly arranged in an organized chaos across his desk.

"I've also set up wards that warn me whenever an idiot is near something they shouldn't be." Rolan added offhandedly, waving his hand in a dismissive gesture.

"Ouch, snapdragon. You're a bit spicier than normal today." Tav said with a good natured chuckle.

Rolan's tail spade flicked in annoyance.

"I wouldn't be acting 'spicier than normal' if you hadn't-" Rolan began before stopping himself.

"What did you just call me?" He asked in a low tone that would dissuade most people from continuing to poke the cave bear.

Tav was not most people.

"Snapdragon!" Tav cheerfully repeated, heedless of the owlbear nest he'd just walked into.

"...the flower?" Rolan asked, his anger temporarily waylaid by confusion. Did he like that Tav nicknamed him after a flower? Why was he blushing!?

"Yeah, it really suits you!" Tav responded in a jovial tone.

"It does?" Rolan asked, still undecided if he was irked or pleased.

"Yeah!" Tav said.

"Dragons are incredibly powerful, fearsome creatures and you're so powerful that with a snap" Tav snapped to emphasize his point, "you can take down an impressive number of enemies before they even knew what hit them!" Tav said with star-struck eyes.

Pleased with Tav's reasoning, Rolan's tail began to lazily sway from smug satisfaction.

"And snapdragons are my favorite flowers and uh, they're beautiful." Tav blushed, "Like you are." he bashfully added.

Rolan's tail loosely coiled in delight.

Maybe the bard wasn't as annoying as Rolan thought he was.

"Uh, not only that, dragons are known for being grumpy— like you are. And you snap at people a lot, so I thought that as a nickname it fit you perfectly!" Tav foolishly continued.

Rolan's tail began to lash in irritation.

The bard wasn't as annoying as Rolan thought he was, he was more annoying than Rolan thought he was.

"You don't know when to quit when you're ahead." Rolan humorlessly chuckled.

"Huh?" Tav questioned.

Rolan had just opened his mouth to tell that moron exactly how moronic he was when the whoosh of the teleportation portal being used interrupted him.

"Rolan! Some arsehole customer is refusing to speak with anyone who isn't you. I'd tell them to bugger off but they're wanting to buy some really expensive merchandise." Lia said in a clearly exasperated tone.

"Hey Lia!" Tav said, oblivious to how close he had just come to receiving the verbal lashing of a lifetime.

"Hi Tav!" Lia replied, happy to see the large man.

"I presume that they're refusing to speak with my simulacrum?" Rolan redundantly inquired, his ire shifting from Tav to the problem customer.

"Yep." Lia succinctly responded.

Rolan rubbed his temples as he sighed, "Zurgan."

Tav, sensing that Rolan was no longer in a mood to tolerate his presence, wisely decided to leave.

"Damn, that sounds annoying." Tav said as he inched his way over to the portal.

"Not quite as annoying as you are." Rolan spat.

"I'll leave you too it!" Tav continued, ignoring Rolan's barb.

"Bye Tav!" Lia cheerfully said.

"Goodbye, Tav." Rolan sourly said.

"Bye Lia!" Tav said as he meandered over to the portal.

"Bye snapdragon!" Tav flirtatiously said, winking at Rolan as he stepped through the portal.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Rolan yelled after him, but it was too late— the minotaur had already teleported away.

Lia had the grace to not tease her brother about the nickname for a whole 2 seconds before she started in on him.

"Snapdragon?" she teasingly inquired.

"Lia." Rolan said, shooting his sister a withering glare.

"You've a customer waiting for you, snapdragon." Lia replied in a teasingly-smug voice.

"Only Tav can call me that!" Rolan objected, desperate to prevent his sister from adopting the use of the nickname.

Rolan realized his mistake too late, as Lia quickly pounced on the opportunity to tease Rolan about his obvious crush on Tav. "Oho! I see, only Tav can call you that." She leered in delight.

"Zurgan." Rolan cursed, blushing.

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Later that night Rolan was diligently working in his office when a soft knock interrupted him.

"Enter." He said distractedly.

Cal opened the door, a cup of tea in hand.

"Brought you some tea." He said in a soft voice.

"Thank you, just set it on the desk." Rolan replied, not looking up from his papers.

"I have an important letter for you as well." Cal said after he'd carefully set the teacup down on the only (mostly) clear portion of the desk.

That sentence made Rolan instantly look up from his work.

"What!? Why didn't you tell me that immediately?" He asked, vexed.

But Cal didn't say anything as he pulled an envelope from his breast pocket and handed it to his crabby older brother.

"Goodnight Rolan." Cal said as he left, a knowing smile on his face.

Rolan sighed, he loved his siblings— but they drove him mad.

The envelope was sealed with a wax signet that Rolan was sure he'd seen before, but he couldn't recall from where.

He carefully opened it and began to read.

Rolan, I am so sorry about earlier. It took me much longer than it should have, but I finally realized that I'd offended you when I likened you to a grumpy dragon. Earlier today when we were hanging out at the top of the tower I was worried that I had made you uncomfortable by comparing your beauty to snapdragons and so I kept talking in the hope that I would make you un-uncomfortable. Instead I opened my big, dumb, mouth and ended up insulting you. I like you. I really like you. I like you so much that I am thrown off-kilter and I panic. I am trying so hard to not mess things up, but I am way out of my depth when it comes to this sort of stuff— romance 'n such. Had I not been a foolish coward, I would've told you all the reasons why I think that snapdragons perfectly represent you. Snapdragons are my favorite flower, and you're my favorite person. I especially like red and purple snapdragons, and their specific meanings make me think of you. Snapdragons are not only beautiful, they also symbolize grace under pressure and inner strength in the face of hardship. Red snapdragons symbolize love, passion, desire, and energy. Purple snapdragons represent dignity, respect, spirituality, and a mastery of the Weave. Snapdragons have delicately soft petals which beautifully sway in the lightest of breezes. Yet in spite of their delicate appearance they are sturdy and resilient, standing tall and proud against harsh conditions— symbolizing both perseverance and resilience. The duality of their grace and strength represent the dualities of life itself. And you. Snapdragons represent exactly what I see when I look at you: Someone who is passionate and dignified. Someone who is determined and resilient. Someone who has put an incredible amount of work into mastering magic. You've gone through the actual hells to get to where you are today. You've faced horrors that would've broken most people. You didn't let the world's rothé-shit beat you down, you rose above it and came out stronger from it. You've achieved the impossible, you fulfilled your dreams despite all the obstacles you've faced. You've displayed immense inner strength in the face of many hardships. You did not let anything stop you from achieving your goals. Not prejudice, not poverty, not a lack of a "proper" education, not being banished from your home for the crime of being born a tiefling, and certainly not everything that came after it— you persevered through it all. You wouldn't allow anything to keep you from fulfilling your destiny. You wouldn't allow anything to stop you from giving your siblings a better life. The moment that made me fall for you was when you stood up to Lorroakan after you'd found out what he was planning to do to the Nightsong. I know that bastard abused you. I would've known even if you hadn't been covered in bruises— your normally vibrant eyes were dull when I first saw you behind the counter of Sorcerous Sundries. Yet there you were, standing tall and proud against the man who had tried very hard to snuff out the roaring fire that burns in you— and in that moment your soul was blazing brighter than the sun. Seeing you stand up to him, seeing you decide to do what was right even if it cost you everything you'd worked so hard for and then some— it was utterly mesmerizing. I knew that I liked you— but that moment was when I figured out that I really, really like you. I was so captivated by your display of bravery and candor that I nearly got scorched by the fire myrmidon that dickwad had summoned. I know that you don't always feel as though you've properly earned the title of 'Master of Ramazith's Tower'— but you have. We couldn't've defeated the Netherbrain without you and the improvements you made to your tower's defenses. You're amazing, snapdragon. I don't ever want you to doubt that I think the world of you. Even if you don't feel the same, it would be an honor to have you as my friend. — Tav p.s. I asked Cal to give you this letter, he seems less likely to snoop than Lia.

Rolan wasn't sure when he began to cry. This letter was the most heartfelt thing he'd ever received. He smiled as he dipped a quill in ink and began to write.

Tav, You're an absolute buffoon, but I feel similarly. Meet me at the tower tonight after the shop is closed. — Rolan Your snapdragon

Rolan was going to entrust Cal, who is indeed less likely to snoop than Lia is, to promptly deliver his very important note to Tav.

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Getting Attention

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by Hope_Floats_With_a_Floatie

Set before (Could You) Be More Jealous.

Rich and Michael wonder what to do about the men they love. Rich comes up with an idea that could probably make the other half of the Boardwalk boys a bit more jealous.

Words: 2363, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of (CY)BMJ

Fandoms: Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Rich Goranski, Michael Mell, Jake Dillinger, Jenna Rolan, Jeremy Heere

Relationships: Rich Goranski/Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere/Michael Mell, Jake Dillinger/Rich Goranski

Additional Tags: Underage Drinking, Consensual Underage Sex, Underage Drug Use, Mountain Dew Code Red, Gutter Tequila, Angst, Post-Squip, Light Angst, Hallucinations, this is mostly an expanded chapter, Oral Sex, who's the top?, "they're all bottoms", but honestly, Top!Michael, for now, pretending someone is someone else, PWP

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Too Late To Say Goodbye

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by dreaminq

"All the teen could hear was ringing, and that warped, terrifying screen. Black and green black and green and black and green and that’s all he saw. He couldn’t even feel his friends grabbing his arms and pulling him away, panicked shouts coming from behind him as he stood, frozen in spot. Nothing was processing. Nothing was right.

Everything was wrong. Everything went wrong. Michael Mell was gone." ———

A few months after the Squip was defeated, the Squip Squad have a small project. The Reality Code. Reality could all very well be just a simple, digital work, right? Why not try to alter that reality with a few console commands? Nothing would go wrong, right...?

Nearly three years after the Reality Code incident takes place, a trio of supervillains appears in the city. It's not certain what they're after, but a band of superheroes are prepared to stop them... Whatever their plans are.

How long will it take for them to realize they all once knew each other? That they're being crossed by someone within their ranks? That Michael may not be DEAD?

Long enough for some villains to get up to fairly nasty things.

Words: 3034, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere, Christine Canigula, Rich Goranski, Jake Dillinger, Jenna Rolan, Brooke Lohst, Chloe Valentine, The Squip (Be More Chill)

Relationships: Jeremy Heere/Michael Mell, Rich Goranski/Michael Mell, Christine Canigula/Jake Dillinger

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Supervillains, Schizophrenia, Missing Persons, uhhh michael isnt dead, rich and jenna are loyal to michael, the squip is a shit, jeremy is sad

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Let's complete the Chains..

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by Ab0019

What would of happened if Jeremy would of given into the SQUIP's evil ways?

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Micheal watched from afar with tears in his eyes as his best friend kissed the girl of his dreams, giving into the SQUIP's evil solution. Knowing that he had very little time before he became part of this "plan" he rushed out of the school to the nearest hospital.

12 years later~

The test results had just come back for the person in charge of Updating Everyone's SQUIPs, giving them the power to implement anything needed into the code. but with everyone connected to 2 admins, everyone could be trusted. That is, unless 2 people were smart enough to escape the SQUIPening...

Words: 573, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Jeremy Heere, Michael Mell, Christine Canigula, The Squip (Be More Chill), Chloe Valentine, Brooke Lohst, Jake Dillinger, Rich Goranski, Jenna Rolan, Dustin Kropp, Madeline (Be More Chill)

Relationships: Christine Canigula/Jeremy Heere

Additional Tags: probably a bunch of characters from other musicals, World Domination, Hive Mind, 2 Admins out off 7 Billion people, PERFECT WORLD, Christine do not drink the Mountain Dew Red AU, Kinda based of off the giver?

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Hot Flashes

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by Kingjoethecat

It's the hottest week New Jersey had seen in years, kids in classes are getting dress coded just for showing up. Yet one Michael Mell continues to not take off his jacket. More at 11.

Words: 3917, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere, Jenna Rolan, Jake Dillinger, Rich Goranski, Christine Canigula

Relationships: Jeremy Heere/Michael Mell

Additional Tags: Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Self-Harm, boyf riends, Post-Squip, Michael Mells two moms

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