double constellations
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Ship: RokuVen
Tags: post-KH3, cuddling, stargazing, ambigeous relationship
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Roxas and Ventus decide to spend a peaceful night stargazing, but as it often is with them, it gets a little chaotic.
Written for the Fictober prompt: “Give me that, before anything happens.” & the Roxas & Ventus week prompt: Stars
“Give me that, before anything happens.”
"What do you think is going to happen?"
"You trip and break it." Roxas stopped where he was, turning to glare at Ventus. Ventus narrowed his eyes right back at him.
"That happened one time."
"Twice!"
"Fine, but I'm not going to break this. It's Aqua's. I only break your things." Roxas ended that sentence by sticking his tongue out at Ventus. He laughed at the angry look Ventus got, turning a shade of red he was rather familiar with. It was strange to remember that they basically looked alike excluding a few details. He was quite fimiliar with the sight of Ventus blushing, knowing that he probably looked the same way when he blushed. Except, Roxas didn't blush in the same way. When someone walked in on the two of them cuddling on the couch one morning, both of them became flustered messes trying to explain what had happened. Ventus seemed to try and play it off by looking away and just getting redder and redder. Roxas, on the other hand, tried to stubbornly insist he wasn't blushing, stop laughing.
"I've noticed. I am starting to suspect you have some sort of vendetta against me."
"You've only noticed now? I am hurt. I thought I was being plenty obvious." Ventus shoved Roxas gently, but in the sand, he seemed to nearly stumble over. "Now who's at risk of breaking the telescope?"
"Whatever. Come on! Let's get it set up!"
The two of them rush a little bit, placing the telescope stand down into the sand. They are still a couple feet from the edges of the water, trying to remember how far in it might go. Aqua would probably forgive them both if something happened to her telescope, but they still didn't want to test that. They manage to get it set up without too much fuss. Then the next challenge appeared.
"I should use it first."
"Why?"
"I carried it here!" Roxas had a point. He was the one who had carried it most of the way to the boat and then off of it. Ventus nodded, moving to the side to let him take the first look. Only to shove him over when he bent down. Roxas let out a startled noise, kicking out with his feet to knock Ventus over with him. The two of them laid there on the beach, starting to laugh at the ridiculous of what they were doing. They really had nothing against the other, the opposite in fact, but it was fun sometimes to act like they were rivals, competing for the position as the supreme blonde. It was probably for the best they couldn't really interact when they were in Sora's heart.
They finally settled down, taking turns gazing at the stars. It was a beautiful night and the stars seemed clearer than they ever had been. Roxas pulled away from the telescope after a while and moved to sit besides Ventus.
"What kind of constellations did you have?"
"I don't really remember the names of them. It's odd. I was asleep for so long you think I'd remember what life was like before then. Not like I really lived through all the years inbetween. But things seem to be sort of fuzzy when I reflect back on it. I feel like..." Ventus got quiet, but Roxas bumped into him, leaning his head on Ventus's shoulder bringing him back to the present. "That one there. I think it was called the Nauticlus. See, it kind of looks like a ship."
"I don't really see it. That one is part of a made-up constellation me and my friends had. It's called the Starfish."
"Oh I can see that! And that one there is the Giant's Belt."
"Ha. Yeah I can see that one. Looks kind of silly."
"It is a bit silly."
They fell into a comfort conversation, leaning against one another on the beach. If the others could see them, they'd tease the two of them. Terra and Lea had been merciless about saying that if they started dating it's "because you're so vain you'd only date your reflection." But in moments like these, that felt farther from the truth. Roxas and Ventus tended to be around each other because, maybe excluding Sora, they felt the most at ease with one another. There was an undeniable connection between them. It never felt difficult to just be around the other, making jokes and bickering and just being together. Not that either of them ever really thought they'd take steps beyond this. Roxas and Ventus just wanted to be able to be close to one another. Whatever that meant, whatever feelings they had for one another, it didn't matter.
"I think that one is shaped like a heart. It's a sign we should make out on the beach."
"You're ridiculous."
They both laughed again, not wanting to get up and leave. In fact, by the morning, the telescope was knocked over and covered in sand and the two of them were cuddled up. Having to explain to a confused Riku what had happened last night. At least he didn't tease them.
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something. about. the horror of being sent on an impossible (death) quest and obligations and hospitality politics. the trauma of not having a home, and then the trauma of being in a house that becomes actively hostile to you, one that would swallow you whole and spit out your bones if you step out of line. all of this is conditional, your existence continues to be something men want gone.
it's about going back as far as I can with the perseus narrative because there's always a version of a myth that exists behind the one that survives. the missing pieces are clearly defined, but the oldest recorded version of it isn't there! and there's probably something older before that!! but it's doomed to forever be an unfilled space, clearly defined by an outline of something that was there and continues to be there in it's absence.
and love. it's also about love. even when you had nothing, you had love.
on the opposite side of the spectrum, this is Not About Ovid Or Roman-Renaissance Reception, Depictions And Discourses On The Perseus Narrative.
edit: to add to the above, while it's not about Ovid, because I'm specifically trying to peel things back to the oldest version of this story, Ovid is fine. alterations on the Perseus myth that give more attention Medusa predate Ovid by several centuries. this comic is also not about those, either! there are many versions of this story from the ancient world. there is not one singular True or Better version, they're all saying something.
Perseus, Daniel Ogden
Anthology of Classical Myth: Primary Sources in Translation, edited & translated by Stephen M Trzaskoma, R. Scott Smith, Stephen Brunet
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