Or: the childhood friends au:
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Roier doesn’t remember a lot of his childhood, but he remembers enough to know that he was a bit of a little shit. He was a problem child. He probably has the outline of a shoe tattooed onto his back after all the shit he got up to as a kid.
(R-01 gets one hour of supervised outdoor time every day to keep him from getting sick. He sits beneath the big oak tree in the facility’s enclosed garden, and he lets his fingers twist in the grass beneath him.
[The grass isn’t real, but he doesn’t know this yet.]
He sticks his tongue out to catch the sunlight, all of seven years old and unsure as to what sunlight tastes like.
Abuelo stands by him complaining, but all R-01 hears is static.
And then there’s a rough hand yanking him to his feet and dragging him back into the facility. Apparently, according to Abuelo, someone has managed to sneak into the facility.)
But it’s fine, really. Roier doesn’t need to remember his past to know who he is, and he knows who he is. He’s Roier! He likes tacos and kissing men.
In his sleep, Cellbit rolls onto his side and latches a clingy arm over Roier’s waist. He snuggles close, face burying itself in Roier’s shoulder with a pleased little ‘Mrrp!’ noise. His tail brushes against Roier’s thigh just once before settling down.
Roier smiles into the night. There are dark circles under his eyes and a sick feeling in his stomach and a gnawing something in the back of his mind.
He can’t sleep. Which is kinda funny, really, considering he’s usually the one asleep clinging to his overworking husband.
(R-01 stays in his cell for days listening for the jingle of Abuelo’s keys, but all he hears is the familiar screaming of the duck in the room next door. Must be her feathers again.
With a sigh, R-01 paces to the other side of his cell. She’s loud!
That’s when he hears it: a soft sobbing from the cell next to Roier’s. Not the duck, she’s loud. This is quiet, and there isn’t any quacking.
R-01 gasps. Someone new!
“Hola?” he dares whisper, not too loud ‘cause he doesn’t want to get in trouble, but he doesn’t like crying. It’s illegal. Abuelo doesn’t like it.
The crying stops. Then something taps at the wall right next to Roier’s ear. Another tap, and another, and it’s code, right? It has to be!
R-01 isn’t very smart, Abuelo tells him this every time they do their lessons, but he’s got this! If it’ll keep his new neighbor from crying and getting in trouble, he’ll solve this… this enigma!)
Richarlyson is with Bad again, and Pepito is staying with Quackity again, and Cellbit is asleep. So it’s just Roier and his thoughts and the distinct lack thereof that he’s trying to find somewhere in the mess that is his silly goofy little brain.
“You’re thinking,” Cellbit suddenly grumbles, jolting Roier from his thoughts (and the distinct lack thereof.) His voice is thick with sleep. Adorable. “Stop thinking. That’s my job.”
“What? You? Thinking? No way.”
Roier shifts in bed until he’s on his side facing Cellbit. Cellbit moves with him, pulling him fully into his arms and melting as Roier’s fingers find their ways to the hair at the base of his ears.
“Go back to sleep, gatinho,” Roier says.
Cellbit purrs at him in mild disagreement.
“What’s wrong?” Cellbit asks. He’s only halfway awake, but at least he cares.
(R-01 slowly manages to figure it out. He uses his mandatory arts and crafts time with Abuelo practicing his alphabet with colorful finger paints that make Abuelo sneer in disgust every time R-01 uses them on his own face.
His neighbor is talking to him, and it’s a secret. R-01 is basically a spy!
Every tap is a letter, he thinks. So two taps means “B”! Easy.
So, while Abuelo is busy with the duck, R-01 sneaks to the other wall and taps out a “Hola!”
The response is immediate and a bit too fast for him to be able to get, but he hears seven taps and then one tap and that’s “G” and “A” and there’s gotta be more, right? What words start with that?
Hesitantly, R-01 taps out: “MEOW”.
The duck screams. The neighbor laughs. The guards outside start shouting and banging and shooting. Footsteps come down the hallway, and then they say, “No.”
And then it’s quiet.)
“Nothing,” Roier lies. But, well, it’s only sorta a lie, right? Nothing illegal. Marriage-illegal.
“Okay,” Cellbit simply says, and then it’s quiet.
He purrs, rusty from exhaustion.
Roier pets him idly, eyes shut tight.
“It’s just…” he slowly says, “Bagi isn’t a cat hybrid, is she?”
Cellbit’s purring stops.
(R-01 wakes up on the table this time. He screams as the bear’s scalpel cuts into the skin beneath his eye, squirming in his restraints.
“No,” the bear simply says.
It’s the mean one, the one with the knife. R-01 doesn’t like this one; it’s the one he heard outside of the cat’s room. And he hasn’t heard from the cat since.)
Roier doesn’t remember much of his childhood, but at least he remembers having a childhood. Cellbit doesn’t have that luxury. It’s kind of his whole thing at the moment, working through his assloads of trauma one tiny little baby step at a time.
All Roier knows, and all that Cellbit knows, is that Cellbit crashed onto the island with cat ears and a tail, and that Bagi is totally and entirely human.
“But maybe you just got the furry genes,” Roier suggests.
He feigns a yawn and scratches the spot between Cellbit’s ears he knows makes Cellbit turn to goo, and goo does Cellbit become.
“Guapito…” Cellbit sighs.
Roier cuts him off with a ‘Shhh.’
“In the morning,” he promises. “I promise.”
“Mmmm,” Cellbit agrees, as smart and as well-spoken as ever. “‘Kay.”
Roier smiles, more genuine, and he kisses Cellbit once before at least trying to relax. It’s fine, right?
(R-01 gets one hour of supervised outdoor time every day to keep him from getting sick.
He waits until Abuelo isn’t paying attention to stretch his hand up towards the sun.
The duck is gone. They’re still looking for her. And R-01 is still looking for the cat.
The garden is surrounded by four walls, but there’s no ceiling. Just the open air, because ducks can’t fly. No risk of escape.
But spiders can climb.
Squeezing one eye shut and sticking his tongue out in concentration, R-01 points his fingers at the top of the nearest wall like how he thinks a superhero would. Because he is a superhero now!
The web comes out as painfully as ever, but all R-01 cares about is the wind against his skin as he’s pulled out of the garden and to freedom.
Abuelo is angry and shouting down below, but who cares? R-01 is a superhero now! They made him one, and he’s got a kitty to save somewhere!)
[Cellbit’s parents used to chastise him and his sister, telling him, “Curiosity killed the cat!” But Bagi had always argued that, well, so what? They aren’t cats! They’re people!
But then the bear said the same thing as it stuck the IV in Cellbit’s arm. And Cellbit thought of the dead little girl with rabbit ears he found in the woods, and the dead little boy with the bird wings, and, at the ripe old age of eleven years old, he cried as he realized how big of a mistake he had made.]
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You asked for some serious tea, and I'll give the favour back. What about Anders and Meredith? :3
[ask game]
Oh boy, getting right to the meat huh? xD (ty for the ask!)
Anders
First impression: "Lmfao. Already love this dude." I saw him first in Awakening and i still love his character intro there so much fjsdljdfl. His animation/body language and the "wans't me." when the Warden runs into him is very fun.
Impression now: Literal embodiment of poor little meow meow. Kind of an ass but one of the most intriguing characters in the series. The fandom does him dirty by woobifying him
Favorite moment: Well again, love his DAA intro lol, but his DA2 intro also kicks ass. The way he's immediately ready to throw hands if sb threatens the clinic... kind of sad, really, but also very badass
Idea for a story: .. wish i had one :') Would love sth about his youth and his time in the Circle & with Karl, or his POV in Amaranthine.
Unpopular opinion: I do not like his romace. And before yall come at me fkldjsl, i mean it as in, i don't like how it is framed? Like. I think the romance is super intense and intriguing! But imo it does not feel healthy at all in the way that it is portrayed (especially the rivalmance, but i have gripes with rivalmances in general), and I wished the games would treat it more as "Anders (and potentially Hawke) are Very Unwell and not treating this relationship the way they should, rather than "this is fine :)"
Favorite relationship: Justice! For obvious reasons, i am sure xD Truth be told i am not the person to turn to abt meta or hcs about them, but i do love
Favorite headcanon: As said above, basically anything to do with him and Justice. Absolutely love seeing different interpretations of how they interact post possession. Also sth that is practically canon to me, but i love the HC that Hawke (regardless of romance) lets him stay at their estate for refuge, and/or lets him use the expansive basement as an extension to his clinic (ik the entrance being right beside the clinic doesn't make much sense lol, but also: Kirkwall canonically has elaborate tunnel systems under the surface, so why shouldn't there be one that leads up to the Hawke estate?)
Meredith
First impression: This is the bitch??? Who allowed you to have a badass intro ftw. More composed and polite than expected. (re: her Actual Intro Scene, i know she's present behind the scenes right from the start)
Impression now: Love to hate her. Themes. Narratives. Still a bitch tho.
Favorite moment: Well. Her intro was cool xD DA2 has a way of doing that. Also cannot deny that her going batshit with that red lyrium and animating the gallows statues was pretty damn cool.
Idea for a story: Meredith POV from anywhere in Act 2 onwards. Yes it's easy to assume what she was doing and why but i wanna Know. I wanna look into her brain.
Unpopular opinion: Hmm dunno if i have one? Idk if this is unpopular but i think the very direct and very personal power she has over Hawke and their immediate surroundings makes her feel more threatening than either Loghain or Cory
Favorite relationship: Well. Hawke. Unsurprisingly xD Biting them like a chew toy.
Favorite headcanon: Hmm drawing a blank on this one rn x'D Might come back to it when i think of one dsfjdf
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