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chivalry is dead (epilogue 2)

A/N: wowee it’s been a long long long week. i just started my new job OFFICIALLY today! so yeehaw to that! its been a lot of working and running around but between everything i managed to not only crank this shorty out, but also get a headstart on epilogue 3. which is. gonna be long.,..the outline i write for myself pre-chapter writing is already longer than this chapter laksdghaslfk

WARNINGS: Remus is in it lol, a pillow fight, scars, mentions of weaponry, mentions of fights, argument mentions — hopefully this covers it! let me know if i missed anything!

Words: 2428

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Roman closed the door carefully behind himself, letting out an exhale. He then rested his forehead on the door, smiling a soft and true smile to himself. 

It’d been a week since his little incident, and he had never felt so loved. Patton and him had cooked dinner, dancing around each other, and heck, they’d gotten Logan to sing when they revealed it was breakfast for dinner. Who knew the man could drop bars for Crofters? Well, they all knew, but he’d let Virgil tape it for future reference. Deceit had even helped do the dishes with Virgil afterward, leaning against each other in a way that — Logan posited the theory, but Roman was inclined to agree — was all too familiar to be a new thing.

All in all. It was fairly good. He was healing. He hadn’t changed his countenance around the others since his return, despite the gnawing desire to throw on a fresh layer of skin and his uniform every day. Sometimes, like today, he wore other kinds of fancy clothing. Playwright did have one thing on the money: vests looked so cute. 

God, he was excited to lay down in bed. Hopefully continue to iron out his thoughts. They had a script, too, that had to be edited. He and Logan had to do that tomorrow.

“Oh, good, you’re back,” he turned around, hand flying to his sword on instinct, but the sound of compressed air being released eased his worries. 

There were few constants in his room. He liked having a bed. His desk always remained the same, cluttered with papers and make-up products. Usually there was a window, so he could look out at some kind of view, and there were fairy lights, and a vanity mirror. 

One such constant was the bookshelf. They’d made it soon after the first Split, a secret doorway between the two sides of the Mindscape, because they’d promised to be friends forever. That promise was usually under strain. They were at each other’s throats so often that it was easy to forget that they were also friends. And, at times when Remus’ morningstar was pressed against his chest, Roman’s sword drawing a thin line against his throat, it was easy to forget. So easy. 

Still. They didn’t think anyone would approve of their promise, not after Creativity was split, regardless of why. The bookshelf would open if Roman pulled “The Prince and The Duke,” a fake novel for a fake door. The same thing would happen if, on the other side, Remus tugged the handle of the sword on his weapons wall. “As if I’d ever use something so boring,” Remus had joked when they made it. 

There were times when they wouldn’t open the door for a day. Sometimes it wouldn’t open for weeks. Months. Years, for a small time. But they couldn’t disconnect the Imagination, would accidentally run into each other, would accidentally apologize. Would be friends again. 

They’d been arguing, before the incident. Roman had been angry with how Remus made himself known in the last episode. He’d agreed to it once everyone else expressed that they thought it would match Remus’ characterization, would be comedic, would assert his villain-self, but Roman of course never agreed with it internally. 

Remus had given him his space. And then had accidentally ended up trapped in the Imagination. That’d never happened before, so he sought out Roman, and, well. Found the Damsel instead. 

Roman wondered if it was jarring. If Remus was angry with him. The Dragon and the Damsel were incredibly volatile and aggressive, even with him. The Dragon had said some things. Not all of them were things Roman agreed with, would have voiced had he been given the option, but they were all things he’d thought before. That he was objectively better. That Remus was cast out for a reason. Things Roman had definitely thought, but would die before voicing. Hopefully getting to physically kick the shit out of the Dragon helped Remus let off some steam.

“You’re quite put together, brother,” Remus drawled from the now-open doorway, “Do you have gel in your hair?”

Roman lowered his hand from his sword. There wasn’t any anger in his voice, but Remus was good at being unpredictable, even offstage. “I took everyone to see my library,” he spun around, then began unhooking his sheath belt from his side, “I thought it was a momentous occasion.”

Remus was still in his pajamas, an oversized sweater and some short-shorts, lazily eating some whipped cream straight from the canister. Roman watched as he lifted the container to his mouth and absolutely filled it with whipped cream, smacking on it happily. Then he held out the can to Roman. 

Okay, so he wasn’t mad. That was nice. Roman’s shoulders finally loosened, and he nodded. Remus tossed the can across the room, which Roman caught and consumed easily, spraying his own mouth full of the air-liquid-solid sugary goodness. He could almost hear Logan telling him off for the unhealthy decisions but, well, c’est la vie and it tasted good.

He tossed the canister back and began taking off his vest as Remus entered the room, stealing a quick glance out the window as he did. 

It seemed Roman was tired of the kingdom, because before them was a sprawling city, something out of a comic book. His room looked like it was the penthouse apartment of some building, looming over the other towers, cars honking and lights flashing below. It was night, and this was the night life of his city. 

Remus was kinda fond of the city. Whether they were just people, or superhero and archnemesis, or unlikely companions on a mission, it was always so interesting. Yes, companions. You can’t expect Remus to always want to play the villain, despite it being his favorite role. And, similarly, when they were an evil duo….those were especially fun times, indeed. 

He liked working together. Roman was a dumb bitch a lot of the time, yeah, he was soft and a people pleaser and was so full of himself that there wasn’t any room for anything else. But brothers were brothers, and he did love his brother. The other Sides got to love him, too, in a much different way. Remus wouldn’t hesitate to decapitate any of them if they were mean to Roman. 

Oop! But for now! 

He threw himself onto Roman’s bed, rolling around on top of it to get the blankets stinky, and then propped himself up on his elbows. Roman, now just wearing just his black slacks, shot him a look of disgust. 

Meanwhile, Remus was just looking at Roman’s scars. He usually hid them; they were always striking. Remus had even given him a few! Like that one, on his shoulder — and that one, on the back of his neck — and that one, on his spine — “Do you mind,” Roman asked, raising an eyebrow at him while toying with the white dress shirt in his hand.

“Since when does your Highness physically do anything?” Remus joked, kicking a leg up in a pose. “You can just conjure on new clothes.”

“I’m going to physically throw you off of my bed if you keep messing it around,” Roman shot back, tossing his shirt at Remus. 

He failed to catch the shirt and it smacked straight into his face, and thus Remus’ only viable answer, as a sibling and as a chaos gremlin, was to spray whipped cream into his brother’s bed. Retribution! The shirt covered his face, though, so he just laid down and made snow-angels. Except, you know. On Roman’s bed. Which was now covered in whipped cream.

“I’m just freshening it up for you!” Remus laughed, “I want all the best for my baby, baby brother!”

He heard Roman scoff, then make an incredibly offended noise. He probably finally noticed the disaster state that his bed was in. 

“I’m older. And done,” Roman said, tone as defeated as they come.

“But you’re still a baby,” Remus responded as he rolled over, taking Roman’s shirt off of his face and throwing it back at his pajama-ed princely brother. Roman, now wearing pajama pants, grabbed the shirt and tossed it into his laundry hamper, where it promptly vanished. Why wash clothing when you can think up new ones? I mean, Patton enjoyed the concept of domestic activities, Logan enjoyed order, but Roman didn’t care much for doing chores.

Roman looked back at his mess of a bed as Remus hopped off of it, waving his hand to clean it. The whipped cream vanished, the blanket tucked itself once more, and the smell of roses wafted off of it.

“And you’re still a nuisance,” Roman found himself saying.

There was a pause. 

Roman looked up. Why the fuck did he say that? He looked at Remus, who was halfway through the doorway. Putting away the whipped cream maybe? 

Leaving now? He was frozen. Remus wasn’t moving, and Roman didn’t blame him. His throat felt like it was closing. He hadn’t meant to say that. Well, he had, but he hadn’t mean to be so mean. 

He was always so mean! Always pushing the others away!

“I’m sorry, Remus,” Roman stepped closer, he didn’t want to keep pushing people away, he COULDN’T, “You’re not a nuisance. I...I’m sorry, I said a lot of things—”

“Don’t.”

Roman recoiled, flinching as Remus set the canister down in his room and turned around on the ball of his foot. His face was flat, lacking in expression, hands loose at his sides. It was always weird to see Remus without any exuberance. 

It was weird, until Remus smiled. A small, kind smile. One of those smiles that only Roman and, on some occasions, Deceit was privy to. He held open his arms and Roman, well. He wasn’t one to deny a hug. 

Remus’ hands curled around his shoulders, squeezing the living daylights out of him, while Roman just held him as tenderly as he could against himself. “I know what having no filter’s like,” Remus said, voice quiet and leading into a small, confessional giggle, “And I can’t say I haven’t thought equally devious thoughts about you, Prince Perfect.”

“That’s weirdly promising,” Roman murmured. His hand squeezed Remus’ shoulder, and he pressed his nose into his brother’s collar.

Figuratively, he did feel a weight leave his shoulders. He didn’t want to make an enemy out of his brother, no matter what the world expected of them. No matter what he wanted in the flash anger of a moment

“It is, isn’t it!” Remus squeezed him tight once more, then let go of him, grinning ear to ear as though he was proud, “I was a li~ittle offended at first but, well. It’s hard to offend me for long.”

Well, he wasn’t wrong about that one. Roman was often the one to instigate their arguments. Mostly out of offense.

He smirked, though the happiness, comfort in his eyes made it clear to Remus that he 

“.....Thanks, Remus.”

“My pleasure, Prince Pea-brain,” then Remus giggled, and followed his statement with an elaboration, “Pee, you know, like pea but also like pee, like piss.”

“I see,” Roman leaned out of the hug, a small, happy smile on his lips. Sure, yeah, that was a disgusting image. He didn’t need to see it in his mind’s eye. But! He didn’t want to upset his brother! 

Remus straightened up, then conjured a hot dog. He grinned cookedly and asked, “Gee, Roman, how come Thomas lets you have FOUR boyfriends?”

Roman laughed, moving back toward the bed, expecting Remus to leave almost. They were done, right? Remus didn’t have to stick around. Roman had no expectations. “Because I’m the hot twin,” he said with a smirk.

“Hot as a hot dog on the sidewalk pavement,” the hotdog in Remus’ hand turned into a pillow, which he used to smack Roman in the face with. “Covered in spilt popsicle and snow and pee, Prince Pee-brain.”

Roman spluttered, arms immediately shooting to protect his face, despite the pillow being a lot softer than a morning star. Still, he laughed. 

At least it was a pillow!

“Holy fuck, ew,” Roman grabbed himself a pillow off of his bed and smacked Remus in the side with it.

Remus just laughed. These arguments were fun. The ones with no stakes other than making the other think something ridiculously outlandish. 

It was good to have his brother back. Remus was certain Roman knew by now that he was happy to see him, he was so relieved that he was okay. Of course, he’d rather have his tongue cut out and grilled and served as BBQ before inflating Roman’s ego anymore, but, then again….he was glad that his concern was over Roman having too much of an ego than none at all.

“I’m right and you know it,” he retorted, smacking Roman once more in the head with his pillow before tossing it back onto the bed and hopping away toward the window.

Roman recoiled, making an exaggeratedly disgusted expression. He swung at Remus as he fled, but found him out of reach. At that, he “Am I allowed to hate that visual? Because I do.”

“Love you, too, Abel,” Remus stuck his tongue out at Roman, who smacked him with the pillow once more before tossing it back onto his bed.

Then, he fell against the cushions. It had been a week, yes, but everything was still sore. And Remus was just going to keep jumping around. Might as well verbally fence with him from laying down. 

“I am a sacrificial lamb,” Roman’s voice took on a deadpan tone, “And God is my brother with a morning star.”

They both laughed at that one, airing out the last threads of the already. loosely-wound argumentative knot. Remus fell back against Roman’s bed with him, heads only lightly resting against each other, while Roman reached up. The ceiling opened up at his command, the Imagination swirling above them like a cyclonic galaxy, stars glittering on the black backdrop of nothingness and space. It was all theirs. Their kingdom, built separately yet together.

Roman exhaled. It was all so….pleasant. “Thank you, Remus,” he murmured. “For believing in me.”

Remus knocked his head against Roman’s, earning a small chuckle. “I always have.”

He paused for a second, turning back up to the ceiling, then added. “We’re the king, after all.”

“That we are,” Roman said, “That we are.”

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Onlyoneof astrology

Wooksung

☆check the bottom for summary☆

Sun

Jisung is Cap: Earth. Very grounded. Goal oriented. They get things done, hard workers. They love to be useful and have purpose. Tend to keep their emotions under wraps because they want to be level headed. Very steady, reliable, responsible. Honestly a great leader. Can be a bit standoffish all the members saying he was intimidating when they first met. They can be very funny. They dont really like change, they tend to stick for what they know. Good at giving practical advice.

Wookjin is Sag:🔥 So different 😂. Restless, fun, energetic, friendly. They love freedom, and hate routine. Very easygoing, love to make friends with anyone, fun loving. They love to laugh and tease😂. Infectious optimism, very idealistic, and loves to learn. Easygoing, but can have a quick temper, tho they forgive very quickly. Can be a little flighty because of their need for freedom.

Moon

Jisung is Pisces: so cute. This is strong mom energy (yoojung has the same) Very soft, sweet, compassionate, empathetic, caring. What a softy. Good an seeing beyond people's barriers.

Wookjin is Aquarius: extremely observant (I remember on love unlock that expert said Nine was very good at noticing things, and took) everything in. Omg they can feel detached or shy especially as a kid. They tend to feel like a bit of an outsider. They have strong walls up. They love being unique and unusual but they end up feeling like an outsider. They love being independent, and also love to shock people💆‍♀️💆‍♀️. Given to temper tantrums in their youth but tend to hide them later in life. They can become detached from their emotions but are good at understanding others. (Idk if this is him because he cried while making libido sooo) they can be very unpredictable but charming.

Mercury

Jisung Aquarius: unconventional self expression, they like to break the rules 💆‍♀️these two I swear to God. Very observant, they love debate. Aquarius are detached and intellectual in nature. Don't like scheduled....I'm pretty that's cancelled out by the cap tho😂 They can be seen as strange but always have something interesting to say. Good sense of humor.....and like to shock people💆‍♀️💆‍♀️

Wookjin Sag: optimistic, like freedom of thought, have big ideas. Insatiable thirst for knowledge. Dont like focusing on details. Organization is not their friend (it's ok jisung can take care of that) Very enthusiastic and love a good conversation. They can be very blunt and dont understand being indirect. They Hate mind games. They love to laugh, and do it pretty easily 💕

Venus

Jisung Cap: try to win your heart by displaying self-control, presence of mind, and responsible behavior. They want to be seen as witty, knowledgeable and controlled. They want some predictability in love because they are cautious. They have a loner aura, which some can find attractive. They're big romantics and can be shy about love but dont want anyone to know. They are very practical and plan ahead. They want to show off their partner in a quiet way. They take a while to warm up to others. Fear of rejection☹. They are practical and loyal to those they love. They are frugal but like high quality items.

Nine Scorpio☠: RIP everyone. First off this is why he has that stage presence and is......bold. Anyway they're very intense, their emotions run deep. Deep commitment, they're incredibly loyal, when they're in, they're in forever. Fearless when it comes to intimacy 👀. They become possessive and can get jealous. They become entirely focused/infatuated in their partner. They are not about casual flings. "These people take things to extremes, and can be very provocative." 💆‍♀️ Angry nine would be very scary. They like to know EVERYTHING about their partner but keep their own things hidden, they're secretive in nature. To win them over they need to see that you're committed completely. Their relationships tend to consume them and they love it.

Mars

Jisung cap: cool and level headed. Strong self control. Can be hard on themselves. Hard worker. They like discretion. They are attracted to someone experienced😉

Wookjin Aqua: unpredictable, they dont want to be seen as normal. Love of intellectual pursuits. They are adept at getting their way. You wont even know if they're in control. They let other people be themselves and gives them space. Generally not touchy...LOL.

"They give off an air of being savvy and cool. Sex from a distance (when you are not actually there physically), or in theory, is often where they shineThey are most intrigued when you are not, as detachment can be a real turn-on for them. And, again, the idea of sex is generally more exciting to these lovers than the actual act. Their fantasies often involve getting caught, and they are attracted to people who are a little offbeat or odd." This makes a lot of sense

☆Summary☆

Sun: so they are very different but I think it's so cute. Nine's playful nature can help love take life less seriously. And love can keep nines feet the ground and take care of the day to days of life.

Moon: deep down wookjin is very protective and feels misunderstood but jisungs cancer moon could be the perfect match for him to actually open up and be understood. If they open up they could become incredibly close. Loves nonjudgemental and compassionate demeanor could help nine to not feel unknown for once.😭💕 Love can also help him not deny his emotions.

Mercury: yk I never thought they'd be the ones to have intellectual debates but they definitely do. But like it could be about anything, even something dumb but it would bg e a Debate and they'd both love it. Idk why that's so cute. Wookjin likes being direct and honestly jisungs cap would love that about him. Also I get why they're always laughing together 😭💕

Venus: Haha soulmate culture. Ok but love needs commitment and so does nine. They both want and need that deep understanding. They could both let their guards down because neither of them wants to go anyway. Nine would highkey like the challenge of love being hesitant and the loner vibes.

Mars: eye. Yk it might work really well cuz caps are lowkey detached and nine highkey would thrive on that. I need to lay down

So Haha I love them. This dynamic is insane. The sexual tension is off the charts and I see why now. This is a lot but think they mesh really well.

Okay byyyyye

💖I'll take any requests 💖

Junrie are next

[ddwcaph-game]

i already have crushes for the both of them but i’m curious…

kian is amazing. overall hes a really fun person to be friends with imo. he’s usually really happy and a jokester. making dumb jokes and it’s hence why he gets along with wayne the best and often tied up into his pranks. he’s definitely a troublemaker but he’s truly a big sweetheart, if a little naive. kian is althetic and is part of the sports team. he really wants to be a famous althlete when he grows up. he’s also emotional and surpisingly, kind of a crybaby. kit, his older sibling, is usually the one to save him from encounters with b because of this and he’s dependent on them. but he likes making people happy and helping out. he’s also a flirt, leaning mainly towards guys.

kit meanwhile is mostly reserved, quiet, and cold, and awkward at times. but they do have their occasional moments of being soft or selfless and do care about their friends deeply which causes kian to make fun of them for actually being a softie. they’re also very smart, discliplined, top 5 of their class, and aspiring to be a scientist, and is curious about the world around them. and that makes them seem like a serious person because they tend to follow the rules yet they actually quite silly or mischievous in private whether it’s to indulge in f6e, themself, kian, or just for fun. they’re a loyal, honest person and protective over kian. they dislike physical touch and are independent yet likes when people do things for them even if they usually turn them down. it is also embarrassed when it comes to puppy love. they are best friends with lily because of their similar interest to learn more about the world around them.

Hellooo! Thank you for consulting Roselyna's matchmaking service! sorry for the late reply! mommy said i need to finish my homework first. let me know if you need help with your homework too! ❤️ Kian: hmm, i feel like you want me to pick wayne for kian? I dunno, i cant pick wayne just because they both like being silly! no one will be able to stop their silliness and wayne already has a lot of cards anyway. im not sure if JM will like him kian probably hates B, but i have a feeling that they'll be cute together. and if he likes making people happy, then maybe he can help me convince B to stop being mean!

❤️ Kit: i also kinda wanna pick B for the same reason, but i think both JM and lily will like them. if they're BFFs with lily then I'd pick lily, but JM's more thoughtful than her and he's not gonna make fun of them unlike lily. and i think a little silly would be good for JM too. but if kit doesnt mind having adventures then lily would be better! even if lily isn't 100% honest all the time i wanna give kit a hug too but its ok if they dont wanna