@vibraea Asked; Why Did You Bring Me Here ? @ Kairi !

@vibraea​ asked; ❛  why did you bring me here ?  ❜ @ Kairi !

►  ❪  NOT HERE  ❫

        It’s just a little hard to persuade the other. A difficult task in coaxing her friend into following without receiving too many questions, walking that thin line. A balancing act of crafting responses adequate enough to satisfy and parry digs for information while not revealing crucial details. Gemiya’s smart, might piece together too many context clues, unravel and spoil the whole ‘surprise’ half of the effort.

         It’s nothing to worry about / no real big deal if she’s found out but it still had fingers fidgeting, dancing along hems, thumbing buttons, unconsciously giving her hands something to occupy as the tram swayed with the motion of rolling down the town’s railways. Gentle orange shades draped across the evening bustle as they passed, the laughter of children engaged in activities of fun ringing clear. Arriving at the destination discarded those reservations, a breath of relief in stepping down off the tight rope, no more need to tip toe about the reason the girls stood in twilit plaza, bistro’s sign a beacon among the calm.

         ❝ Come on Gemi, do you really need to ask ? ❞  She tugged eyes away from partly-clouded skies. Warmth, near blinding - in her gaze / smile / heart, a hand reaching out to clasp Gemiya’s tightly.  ❝ You work so hard !  I think you deserve a break now and then. ❞

         Uncle Scrooge wouldn’t mind her borrowing the kitchen for a bit, providing she produce her own ingredients of course. With pointers from Little Chef to elevate baking skills to new heights, she’s certain to whip up something curated to her friend’s tastes.  ❝ So let me just do a little thing for you, alright ? ❞

I was thinking about this while working so here's a list of things Xehanort has done to Kairi over time, directly or indirectly

Terranort kidnapped her while in Radiant Garden, experimented on her to prove she was a princess of heart ( if you've read the secret reports, then you'll know it was heavily implied to be some fucked up horror level shit that most subjects perished from ), then tossed her ( within one of the lifeboats ) off the edge of the world into the void of space as part of some alleged grand plan.

Ansem ( who manipulated and possessed Riku ) used her heart within Sora as a key ( which killed Sora btw ) to open the equivalent of the gates of hell upon the worlds.

Ansem then told Kairi he had no more use for her and tried to kill her, Donald, and Goofy but was stopped by Riku who told her to run. She was forced to abandon one of her best friends right after seeing the other perish. She ends up losing her friends for over a year following this.

Indirectly affected by Xenmas' plans with Namine and Castle Oblivion, being all but removed from her friend's memories.

Got kidnapped by Xenmas' robed cult and stuck into a cell for god knows how long. His gang intentionally dangled her as bait to lure her friend Sora into danger. He then nearly kills her friends.

Xehanort screws up her friends' mark of mastery exams. The nuke in a bullet ( Soranort ) was narrowly dodged but it caused Sora to fail.

Almost gets taken out by Terranort, and probably had some repressed memories triggered.

Nearly dies in the heartless hurricane that full stop wasted every other guardian imo.

Gets kidnapped by Xemnas.

Xehanort manages to kill her ( for real this time ), for the bs purpose of "you require motivation" for Sora. She's not simply crystallized my dudes, she was shattered apart and had her heart ripped to shreds. It's hard to achieve a more definitive state of death than that lol.

Had to fight a difficult battle Xehanort right after being revived from experiencing That. Reminder that she's the least experienced fighter in this whole guardian party going up against a keyblade master who has the X-Blade / KH power up now.

There's just. A part of Xehanort. There. Residing within her, ready to spout cryptic nonsense. It's really like Ansem haunting Riku 2.0. Bonus round of reliving traumatic memories and needing to fight him.

@valorxdrive asked; (Sora may 'absolutely does' have quite the case of dokis now.) "Feeling brave? Bet you'll turn strawberry like this pocky before I do."

►  ❪  UNPROMPTED  [ from ages ago ]  // always accepting  ❫  

         Perched on one of the railings leading out of the school, legs dangling, Kairi felt every bit at peace, basking in the warmth of the sun beating down on the islands. It's so easy to miss the ordinary days, relax in monotony away from the chaos awaiting beyond the boundless sea / walls of her world. A private comfort she's learned to indulge in whenever the moment arose. It may be noted however, that she's distinctly lacking the other two-thirds of her trio. Riku called it a day with the dismissing toll of the final bell, finding the idea of heading home early preferable to loitering around on school grounds but she decided to be merciful, waiting on the final member who was running late.

         More minutes ticked by. Just as Kairi started to debate whether or not Sora accidentally fell into a hole and got transported to another world, she spotted the first glimpse of the messy brown hair. Kicking off from the railing, a hand rose to wave greeting only to pause. Something...was up. Brimming with energy, he barely seemed able to contain himself as he strutted down the hall, little ticks such as the constantly shifting and bouncing on the balls of his feet indicators of some plan brewing in that head of his.

         Realization settled in once he's close enough to make out minor details, like the thin biscuit doused in pink coating hanging from quirked lips as he beckoned her over to try her luck. Eyes lingered on the pocky, how it jittered with the motion his words produced as he talked around it, before flicking back up to meet his own. He really knew how to toe the line, where to just push and wring the brightest of smiles free from her.

         Come to think of it was pocky day, right ?  Tidus or Selphie must've notified him. With the keyblade wielder in and out of the islands like a revolving door, the chances of him remembering a silly little playful holiday like this on his own were not the best.

         However, such proud boasts only earn a tut in retort. Distance decreased, a few feet parting them, hands locked behind her back,  ❝ Mm, ❞  she hummed idly, a smile pulled across her lips.  ❝ I think you made one little mistake. ❞

         Teasing may have been a good strategy on any other day of the week, but it'd lead to his downfall here and now. Sorry Sora, but you seem to underestimate her motivation to overcome such challenges, overriding any initial embarrassment / the skipped beat of her heart. A foolish error on his part, one she'll seek to correct in its entirety.

         Another step closer. And another. Scant inches rested between, gaze fixed on the tints of color swirling in ever mesmerizing blue irises, the afternoon sunlight casting a warm glow across his skin as sweet scents invaded senses.  Confidence warded off the fluster, a sentinel in the night barring such emotions from entry. Gently, she took a bite and- yanked it out of his grasp, taking the majority of the baked stick with her. There’s no qualms about making the remainder of the treat disappear with a satisfied grin.

          A theft swiftly remedied by her leaning in once more, thumb tracing his jawline, but rather than pocky as her target something just as sweet awaited. Lips collided, familiar flavours dancing across them. Kairi found only a singular thought flitting across her mind as eyes fell shut. He tasted just like strawberry. One of her favourites.

➤ ` ??? (  rathalascendant  )

      AND THE MOMENT IT SPOKE WORDS, MARI’S eyes went wide.

        “ OH, HOLY SHIT! ” SHE NEARLY FALLS BACK against the side of the RATHALOS beside her, awestruck. At most, she had anticipated such a beast to be a small wyvern of sorts, or maybe, if she were superstitious enough, a juvenile ELDER DRAGON. It did look the build, but it was no bigger than a kelbi, leading Mari to wonder if she could make a correct judgement.

        And then — but then, it spoke! Sweet STARS, it spoke! Had she gone crazy for a moment? Was she hearing things? Or did literal words just slip out of the violet creature’s mouth? Tawny eyes darted about searchingly for a moment, scanning the purple and gold scales that made up his figure. She was almost in too great disbelief to speak again — but, Mari straightens, and she clears her throat. She places a hand on the side of RATHA’S neck.

       Perhaps it was possible this was an ELDER DRAGON, albeit, a very young one. She’d heard tales of ancient beasts so old they could speak the words of man. But she’d never seen or heard anything quite like this … “ I wasn’t expecting words. ” She clarifies rather bluntly.

        But now, the rider’s curiosity is piqued. and so is Red’s — the rathalos had keened his head higher into the air with intrigue. Mari scoots a little closer, and leans in, head canting to the side with childish interest.

       “ You’re — are you an ELDER DRAGON? ”

         This thing - loud too. Wings unfurled at the sharp rise in volume, set for fight or flight. Body snapped back down into a crouch, prepared for any sudden motions to follow. The creature seemed to nearly trip over its own two feet into its companion instead of launching an assault. It appeared more befuddled than anything else, his obvious ability of speech catching them off guard and only adding to perceived oddity. Of course he could talk ?  Everyone could. From dragonflies, to atlawas, to dragonfolk, no exceptions barring monsters.

         His wings slowly retracted, settling back into their normal position pressed against his body. Wariness not yet extinguished, head tilted at the new term.  ❝ What are you talking about ? ❞  He'd never heard of that before. Just recently he learned his origins stemmed from that of a dragon and not a firefly. 

         Elder… Perhaps it doubled as a term for Guardians. He’d have to ask Ignitus or Cyril… 

         Sparx shared in the confusion, circling his head. The lid on the snark blew right off.  ❝ Elder dragon ?  This pipsqueak ?  Ha - In his dreams maybe !  Come on, are we even looking at the same person here ??  ❞

         Eyes rolled, some tension deflating from the body as a somewhat heated glare’s shot at his brother. He’s one to talk, being the size of a gnat. Turning back to the creature, a moment passed before he settled on his haunches, curiosity winning out over caution.  ❝ ...I'm a purple dragon. ❞  A paw gestured vaguely in its direction.  ❝ I don’t think I’m that different from the guy behind you. ❞

👫 ( kohaku and izuku! )

four headcanons about their relationship !     /     @asteriskheart

gym buddies,  workout buddies,  sport buddies,  they support and hype each other so so so much!!  in any verse really but in modern au for kohaku she’d even order them customized matching letterman jackets.  she is his personal cheerleader,  “if no one got me i know they got me” type of energy.  she definitely makes him appear more jock than nerd when she’s around,  though she loves that side of him too!  she encourages his passions,  and if anyone makes him feel bad for “nerding out” then she will smite them herself istg.  though not having an intense rivalry,  they still enjoy sparring and training together.

along with the support so comes the loyalty,  the protectiveness that is kohaku’s act of love for her friends.  izuku has less trouble for standing up for himself and everyone knows he is capable of defending himself in a fight,  but that doesn’t mean kohaku wouldn’t step in and put someone’s foot in their mouth if they even breathe wrong around him.  i feel like he would confide in her about his past with bullies and stuff as they hang out more,  she’d find his experiences horrid and thus has a sharp look whenever someone disagreeable comes by.  this would have her butt heads with katsuki a few times,  they are both brutally honest and hotheaded people with a habit for slipping into violence.  izuku telling her that it’s fine and that he doesn’t feel threatened anymore by katsuki makes kohaku settle down by a bit,  but just a bit.  the two blondes would have some choice words to exchange,  and blows.  izuku comments that they’re sort of alike one time and they both looked at him like he grew a second head.  besides kohaku helping him deal with bullies,  izuku shows the same amount of respect when it comes to some men around her who just won’t take a hint that she’s not interested,  one of these guys being moz  ( as an example )  — izuku also knows that kohaku can defend herself,  but he’d still knock the hell out of someone if they keep pestering.

kohaku is really affectionate to those she trusts and becomes emotionally attached to,  other than acts of service as her love language she also likes to get physically close to someone.  with her friends,  this includes hugs,  chaste kisses around the face  ( sans the lips )  and hands,  casually leaning on,  playing with their hair,  playfully nudging or pinching,  resting her head on them,  wearing their clothes or even burrowing into their jackets while they’re wearing it when it’s cold enough,  and so on.  izuku needed some time to get used to this,  and kohaku had to slow down when reminding herself that he is shy,  more reserved.  he doesn’t dislike it but it won’t stop managing to get him to blush every time.  unfortunately for him,  kohaku also likes to tease.

there have been occasions where someone mistook kohaku for izuku’s girlfriend.  i mean,  they hang out a lot,  made matching clothes,  are intensely protective of each other and kohaku is all over him.  who wouldn’t read it that way?  izuku would,  as embarrassed as he is,  tell them that they have the wrong idea while kohaku would promptly tell people to mind their own business.  they really have the nice guy x mean girl vibe to them,  though they are both feral on different levels  ( kohaku would say that his feral levels far exceed hers when he’s pissed off enough ).  this misunderstanding from others is pretty amusing for kohaku,  would sometimes play the act for the laughs and it makes izuku’s blush worse — which she finds cute.  she also,  out of nowhere,  would ask him to be her pretend boyfriend for a moment so she can shoo away a particularly stubborn fellow without causing a scene and breaking his teeth,  and izuku would take this situation more smoothly than the others that were caused to fluster him.  kohaku uses this technique with her other friends,  including senku or anyone she doesn’t mind clinging to,  and izuku knows this so he doesn’t mind.  in the end,  i think,  izuku becomes used to kohaku’s touch and doesn’t get as shy anymore!

-`.  @madestars  \  random starter.

         The door was a plain one, carved with craftsmanship perfectly serviceable for a family home, brass knob glinting back pensive crimson eyes. A sight commonly seen before, oft a prelude to a midnight dance, walls artisanally painted red. Alas, this time lying in wait beyond it wasn't a target to sink knives into. Fitted within palms weren't the familiar weight of cool, elongated steel, but a simple, nondescript box.

          ❝ Anya ? ❞  Knuckles firmly rap against wood, requesting entry.  ❝ I... I have something for you. ❞