guiding light.

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✷ virtusferocia.

           { ♫ };; —                  Heavy panting came from the shorter female, using the scythe as support                 as she leaned against it. Soul wanted to support his meister, but Maka denied.                Even if he did help her defeat these monsters who gained up on her, it didn’t mean              she trusted him fully. Straightening out finally, she turned to him. Emerald irises locked              onto him.                              ❝…. They’re kishins. They have a tainted soul. They were once                             humans, but cannot be saved.❞

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          curiosity piques as he gazes into her hues. perhaps darkness was capable of taking on more forms than he was aware of, && that wasn’t a good sign. ❛ huh, i’ve heard of humans falling to the darkness before, but i’ve only seen it take the form of heartless. ❜ he muses, lightly running a hand through his hair as he glances back at where the creature had once been.

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✷ frailwaves.

               he’d been one of the very few selected people she’d allow set foot within the place ; she’d beckoned out to him & it’s not often she’d do that unless things get out of hand. the drawings upon the walls tell the tales of individuals that heart she’d knew so well was connected to ; that also includes his own Nobody, herself included as well if one were to realize her origins. though placid, calm, Naminé is actually quite overwhelmingly ecstatic upon the prospect of becoming her own person ———— it plays the role of the reminder that Nobodies can become Somebodies. there is hope for fractured souls like her & Roxas. ❛  i suppose we have Sora & Kairi to thank for this,  ❜ she proceeds to smile vaguely, knowingly. ❛  but while you’re here, would you like to sit ?  ❜ eyes of gentle blue radiate a welcoming aura, the vague implication that the chair across from her is a little lonely.

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          he nods in response to her remark, knowing well that if it hadn’t been for their somebodies than he && naminé wouldn’t have been able to share this moment. although roxas still didn’t understand why sora had gone to such great measures to bring him back, he would always be eternally grateful, && even though she didn’t outwardly express it, he was sure she felt the same toward her somebody as well. ❛ yeah, i guess their kindness saved us in the end. ❜ he states in agreement. ❛ oh, sure, ❜ hues widen upon hearing her question, && as comfort radiates from the room he nods, taking a seat across from her without hesitation.

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three word starters.

❛ please don’t go. ❜ ❛ don’t turn around. ❜ ❛ eat my dust. ❜ ❛ suck my ass. ❜ ❛ what’s for dinner? ❜ ❛ drunk i’m not. ❜ ❛ where’s your coat? ❜ ❛ bring some beers. ❜ ❛ are you home? ❜ ❛ say my name. ❜ ❛ i can’t go.❜ ❛ i’d like none. ❜ ❛ well fuck me. ❜ ❛ are you sick? ❜ ❛ i’m freezing cold. ❜ ❛ you’re all wet. ❜ ❛ are you drunk? ❜ ❛ don’t look back. ❜ ❛ it says ‘positive’.❜ ❛ run far away.❜ ❛ you are screwed. ❜ ❛ damn it’s hot. ❜ ❛ get here easily? ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. ❜ ❛ it’s cold out. ❜ ❛ just leave me. ❜ ❛ i like you. ❜ ❛ talk to me. ❜

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✷ asterell.

            ❝ Who would have known we’d return to him, but we’d come back because of him? Sora’s really kind, isn’t he? ❞ Unlike Roxas, Xion had fully accepted her fate as someone destined to be erased from existence. As she’s written before, in comparison to the Nobodies, she was truly the embodiment of a being that had come to be but should never have. That’s why, when she was welcomed back into the world she didn’t belong in, now with a place of her own, she couldn’t help the overwhelming gratitude she felt for the brunet.

    With a smile and a shake of her head, she lets out a fond sigh, fingers laced behind her back. “It doesn’t matter what my tastes are,” she points out, laughing slightly. “As long as you like it, it’s fine. If you pick it out, I’ll probably like it too. It’s the same for you with the shells I pick out, right?” It’s just the way their friendship worked— as long as their trio was together, anything was pleasant. If they could finally make their way to the beach, she’d be with two of her favorite things: the ocean and her friends. What could be better than that? Plus, she’d be able to see both Roxas and Axel be relaxed after such a long separation. 

    The mere thoughts made her excited, but she couldn’t help the amusement at the idea of Axel being weak to water. “If we splash water on him, do you think he’d sizzle?” she asks jokingly, her smile bearing hints of mischief. “His hair would probably flatten too, huh… The image of Axel with his hair down…” She laughs to herself, completely carefree, any sorrow and longing gone from her shoulders, her eyes, as though she were merely focusing on the future. 

    “His hair is longer than both of ours, aha.”

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          ❛ i never thought he’d go through all of that trouble for us... i really owe him one.❜ he admits. even though he knew how sora was likely to respond with the fact that they both had the right to exist, roxas still felt obliged to repay him somehow. briefly he recalled back to when they had been a part of organization xiii, && how he had remarked that he wished the three of them could spend time together forever. of course, he hadn’t known how impossible that would have been back then. but now at the very least the trio had the opportunity to be together again. 

          ❛ yeah, I guess you’re right. maybe there will be one that calls out to all of us,❜ he comments, pausing before continuing. ❛ all we need to do now is find axel— assuming he’s napping somewhere, hopefully it won’t be a difficult task. ❜ he gazes at the sky, thinking about how vast it was. for any one person it may have seemed impossible to find a single person in such a vast universe. but he and xion could accomplish anything if they put their minds to it.

          laughter flows from him at the thought of the redhead sizzling. ❛ i haven’t seen that happen to someone before, but i’m sure it wouldn’t be impossible. his flames are probably too strong to be put out entirely though. ❜ his eyes widen at the thought of axel with flattened hair, for he had never imagined something so out of place before. ❛ huh, that would definitely be odd. i wonder how he maintains all of that hair; i know i wouldn’t be able to.❜

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@virtusferocia  ❤ for a starter!

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          ❛ those creatures... they definitely didn’t seem like heartless. what were they? ❜ he asks, keyblade disappearing as the defeated monster they had been fighting collapses. eyebrows furrow in confusion as roxas glances over at the pig-tailed girl wielding a scythe, && he is certain that whatever world he had just stumbled upon was unlike any he had seen before.

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three word starters.

❛ please don’t go. ❜ ❛ don’t turn around. ❜ ❛ eat my dust. ❜ ❛ suck my ass. ❜ ❛ what’s for dinner? ❜ ❛ drunk i’m not. ❜ ❛ where’s your coat? ❜ ❛ bring some beers. ❜ ❛ are you home? ❜ ❛ say my name. ❜ ❛ i can’t go.❜ ❛ i’d like none. ❜ ❛ well fuck me. ❜ ❛ are you sick? ❜ ❛ i’m freezing cold. ❜ ❛ you’re all wet. ❜ ❛ are you drunk? ❜ ❛ don’t look back. ❜ ❛ it says ‘positive’.❜ ❛ run far away.❜ ❛ you are screwed. ❜ ❛ damn it’s hot. ❜ ❛ get here easily? ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. ❜ ❛ it’s cold out. ❜ ❛ just leave me. ❜ ❛ i like you. ❜ ❛ talk to me. ❜

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✷ frailwaves.

               ears familiarized with the rhythmic thud of his shoes, the uncertainty of his steps, her lips cast upon a smile to grace her lips. ❛  same here, Roxas,  ❜ comes a murmur, her vocals softens as her gaze sets him a glance & she grows nostalgic in the midst of the moment. he’s standing there & she’s sitting here ; except, he’s not searching for more answers, now is he ? hands settle the sketchbook at the table & she looks at the pictures on the walls momentarily, primarily the pictures with him included. ❛  it seems that my promise had not been for naught after all ; i’m glad. do you remember it ?  ❜ before DiZ manages to drag her back, adrenaline had pumped through her veins, promising him a reunion & that they’d meet again. it’d been quite out of the blue, so she’d been unsure if he remembers it. 

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          it had been a long time since he had set foot in this building, && waves of nostalgia washed over him as his gaze searched the room. drawings were scattered across the wall, many of which surprisingly sat in the same places as before, despite how long it had been.now that naminé sat before him, the room’s aura almost felt the same as it had been during his previous visit. however, this time was different than before, because now they were finally able to exist as their own people. it was still a foreign concept to finally be able to think of himself as something other than a nobody. ❛ yeah, it just never occurred to me that we would get to see each other again so soon. it’s amazing, really. ❜ he muses as blue hues settle back on her.

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out. i’m here && i really apologize for poofing! i had been intending to do responses yesterday but ended up finding out one of my cats has a heart disease ( who is fine atm thanks to medication ) . however i will be doing things today so you can look forward to some activity on here !

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Character Development Questions: Hard Mode

Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with?

What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like?

What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like?

Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?

On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?

Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams?

Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?

Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target?

Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up?

Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing?

In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been?

In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been?

Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?

Does your character remember names or faces easier?

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not?

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success?

What was your character’s favorite toy as a child?

Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others?

What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before?

In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism?

If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others?

What does your character like in other people?

What does your character dislike in other people?

How quick is your character to trust someone else?

How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person?

How does your character behave around children?

How does your character normally deal with confrontation?

How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation?

What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true?

What does your character find repulsive or disgusting?

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable.

Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable.

In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve?

Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method?

How does your character behave around people they like?

How does your character behave around people they dislike?

Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status?

Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat?

Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)?

How does your character treat people in service jobs?

Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first?

Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them?

Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them?

How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?

What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?

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@frailwaves​ ❤ for a starter!

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          red dusts his cheeks as he takes a step backward, surprised to see the blonde sitting where she had once been. ❛ sorry, i wasn’t expecting to see you here. ❜  he comments, hand rubbing the back of his head as he regains his composure. ❛ it’s great that you’re back too, naminé. ❜  roxas adds, mouth widening to a grin as his blue hues settle on her. it was his first time in twilight town since his somebody had brought him back, && he had decided to take in the first world he had come to know. however, he had not heard that naminé was back as well, so it was startling yet refreshing to see her familiar face. 

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✷ asterell.

    Her smile brightens with his words, head nodding as she lets out a pleasant laugh. ❝ Fate’s funny like that, isn’t it? At the time, I was prepared to just be… Gone. We couldn’t change anything, but it played nicely for us in the end, didn’t it? You and I… We can coexist like this now and… For me too, this is better than anything I could have ever imagined. ❞ Her grin, softening in understanding, remains despite his hesitance, gesturing for him to keep the shell in his possession. Material things were important when it came to memories, but she’s spent quite some time simply keeping hold of such a intangible thing as she dwelt within Sora. 

    Indeed, it was important to have something to serve as reminder, but she had her memories and now? He rightfully had his. For her, that was enough. 

    “It’s okay if you hold onto it,” she assures, the crescent upon peach lips gentle. “Even if I don’t have it… Even if something happens to it… I’ll remember you, Axel, and everything that happened… I’ve kept those memories with me for this long, haven’t I? And besides…” She gazes at the blue shell in his hold, the echoes of the ocean waves resounding in her ears. “When we go to the beach, I can get another one. The three of us can choose one together.” Despite the dreary beginning to their conversation, Xion appears rather optimistic, a peaceful aura around her. She giggles at Roxas’ recollection, a fond sigh leaving her still smiling lips. 

    “He wouldn’t be Axel if he weren’t napping the day away, given the chance. I wouldn’t be surprised if we go to the beach and he takes to resting in the shade while we dip our feet in the water or something… Do you think it’s because he controls fire? Water beats fire right?”

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        ❛ yeah, i was ready to spend the rest of my life as a part of him, too. ❜ he admits, a chuckle escaping his chest. after all, that had been his purpose, && as much as he despised it at first, he had come to terms with the fact that the two of them were never meant to exist. now that they could, he would forever be in debt with sora for making what had once been impossible a possibility. hues lift from her to the shell && his head bobs up && down in acknowledgement when she insists that he should take it. still handling it gently, roxas lowers it from her ear, securely placing it back into his pocket.

        ❛ i’d be down for that. although your taste in shells is probably better than my own. ❜ when it came to the ocean, xion was like an expert, whereas he had only been there a few times himself. whenever it was brought up, her face lit as brightly as the moon on a night void of any stars. her knowledge of it was something that always had, && would continue to, intrigue him. even though it surpassed his own, he was more than willing to help her find the perfect shell. in fact, he couldn’t wait to finally get the chance to see xion in her element && witness the waves of calm && joy it created. his palm rests on his chin upon hearing her comment, head tilting to the side as he considers the concept.

        ❛ huh, i never really thought about it like that. maybe it does have something to do with the elements. ❜

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various starters

❛  you’re a weapon and weapons don’t weep.  ❜

❛  hurt me once, I’ll kill you twice.  ❜

❛  never trust a survivor until you learn what they did to stay alive.  ❜

❛  death is the only god that comes when you call.  ❜

❛  I am teeth. I am royal. you are nothing to me.  ❜

❛  the sun will rise and we will try again.  ❜

❛  we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes.  ❜

❛  I like my women like I like my Absinthe: bitter and intoxicating.  ❜

❛  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ❜

❛  she wasn’t looking for a knight. she was looking for a sword.  ❜

❛  don’t dehumanize bad people, because it’s their humanity which makes what they’ve done so terrifying.  ❜

❛  she isn’t just pretty. she is otherworldly and vaguely threatening.  ❜

❛  magic is not good or evil. is a knife evil? only if the wielder is.  ❜

❛  I don’t want your crown. see, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down.  ❜

❛  they broke my wings. they forgot I have claws.  ❜

❛  all that blood was never beautiful, it was just red.  ❜

❛  what do you do when there’s no hero in the story? simple. you kill the monster and crown yourself.  ❜

❛  how terrible it is, to love something that death can touch.  ❜

❛  you may not be interested in war, but it is interested in you.  ❜

❛  I feel divinity in my bones like aching. like fire.  ❜

❛  you make me feel and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. now.  ❜

❛  you are losing my interest and that is very dangerous.  ❜

❛  she will burn your kingdoms down, herself with it, if it means your ruin.  ❜

❛  it’s okay to be scared. it means your about to do something brave.  ❜

❛  she looks like divine absolution.  ❜

❛  I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget.  ❜

❛  be careful with words. they can be forgive, but never forgotten.  ❜

❛  you not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself.  ❜

❛  I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for.  ❜

❛  never run back to what broke you.  ❜

❛  I was quite, but not blind.  ❜

❛  your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch.  ❜

❛  we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.  ❜

❛  do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.  ❜

❛  I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, wishing it was a donut.  ❜

❛  you can miss something but not want it back.  ❜

❛  you can’t save people, you can only love them.  ❜

❛  I came, I saw, I made it awkward.  ❜

❛  we buy shite we don’t need, with money we don’t have, to impress people we don’t like.  ❜

❛  you’re always one decision away from a different life.  ❜

❛  my brain has too many tabs open.  ❜

❛  I’m not saying I hate you, just that you’re like the Monday of people.  ❜

❛  there’s no ‘we’ in fries.  ❜

❛  apology accepted, trust denied.  ❜

❛  death and I have been scandalously intimate for some time now.  ❜

❛  life happens. coffee helps.  ❜

❛  I am mine before I am ever anyone else’s.  ❜

❛  I rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony.  ❜

❛  very early in my life it was already too late.  ❜

❛  is that a threat or are you flirting with me.  ❜

❛  was the use of force necessary in completing your objectives?  ❜

❛  I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand.  ❜

❛  I do bad things, and I do them very well.  ❜

❛  you drink too much, you cuss too much and you have questionable morals. you’re everything I ever wanted.  ❜

❛  they will kill you, but first they will have to catch you.  ❜

❛  drugs might kill you but they’ll never break your heart.  ❜

❛  good girls are just bad girls that haven’t been caught.  ❜

❛  a pretty face doesn’t guarantee a pretty heart.  ❜

❛  no airbag, we die like men.  ❜

❛  true evil is, above all, seductive.  ❜

❛  it takes more courage to suffer than to die.  ❜

❛  you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time. but the wolf? he only needs enough luck to catch you once.  ❜

❛  justice is vengeance in prettier packaging.  ❜

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✷ asterell.

            They can go forever like this, exchanging apologies for things they couldn’t help. Truly, with how they had parted, Xion only leaving him with a request impossible for him to achieve alone, she never had a chance to apologize for all the trouble she had put him through. It was cruel of her to keep him in the dark, and even more so to force him to raise his blade against her. She owed him so many apologies, so many words of gratitude, and just like the memories he’s given her, the desire overflows like water pouring out of a vessel.

    ❝ But I’m the one that forced you in that position, so you don’t have to apologize for it. If you hadn’t, Sora wouldn’t have woken up and… ❞ She trails off, lips pursing, another intake of breath filling her lungs before leaving her once more in a gentle sigh. “I would still be with the Organization, playing as their puppet. Roxas… You saved me. That’s why… You don’t have to say ‘sorry.’ In fact…” She smiles softly, eyes closing as she listens to the echoes washing upon her. Memories ebb and flow on the shores of this calming sound, her smile becoming fond and reminiscent, a faint longing evident in her gaze once her lids raise.

    “I should be thanking you. For both then and for keeping this shell with you… Thank you, Roxas. Why don’t you keep it? It’s a calming sound, isn’t it? The sound of the ocean always calmed me down, so when you’re stressed, maybe it can help you.” She pauses, blinking as though hit with a realization, the same longing in her gaze, this time stronger and more apparent. “We never got to go there together… To the beach… To Destiny Islands…  Everything happened so quickly, after all… We should go. The three of us, just like we planned.”

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        it was like a broken record whenever she said that he had done the right thing. but even if it was told in countless different ways, he still wouldn’t believe it. there had to have been another way to awaken sora that they weren't aware of, && they could have discovered it together. still, roxas was relieved that she was back, && they could finally spend time together without being under the organization’s control, where they constantly needed to collect hearts for a greater goal. cheeks flush a rosy pink when she insists that he had saved her, and for a brief moment he is content as he runs a hand through his hair. 

        ❛ i guess we couldn’t alter the hands of fate. really, though, i’m just glad you’re here again. this reality- it’s more than i ever could have asked for. ❜ traces of a smile etch his lips as his gaze stays on her, but it falters upon hearing her request. ❛ wait... are you sure? it's tied so closely to you, i thought... you’d need it more than me. ❜ eyes widen, confusion evident in his expression. did xion really trust him with something so precious to her? what if he lost- or even worse- broke it? the shell was, after all, a piece of her; an important memory that deserved to be returned to its rightful owner. he had held onto it for a long time, && while admittably the sound it emitted was peaceful, he felt bad keeping it. tears well up in his eyes as he recalls the promise they had made.

        ❛ yeah, i forgot about that, too. with everything that has happened, the time we made that promise feels like a distant dream. ❜ he nods, pausing briefly as his mind drifts to his thoughts. now that they had all this time to themselves, they could do whatever they wanted without feeling guilty about it. && it certainly felt... strange, to finally have a life of his own. ❛ i don’t know where axel is, but i’m sure we’ll be able to find him. after all, he’s likely to be napping somewhere. ❜ roxas adds, chuckling as he remembers how axel had spent their vacation. 

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✷ asterell.

⋆ — @fatetied·

            ❝ There’s nothing to apologize for, Roxas. ❞ 

    She offers a kind smile, a slight melancholy in her gaze. Truly, nothing was his fault, and what he blames himself for wasn’t anything he could prevent. Everything, from the day they met to the day they were forced apart, even if things changed in between, it all lead to an inevitable end. That’s why, she held no regrets, held no malice, only a quiet longing for those peaceful and simple days atop that sunset kissed clock tower.  

    “If anything… I should be the one apologizing. Axel and I both… We kept a lot from you, and in the end, we left you alone. Not only that, my problems caused problems for you too…” Her lips form a small frown, gaze moving from the blond elsewhere. Her fingers lace together, thumbs twiddling as she inhales, a soft sigh leaving her as she meets his matching blue eyes once more. 

    “Sorry… For everything, Roxas.”

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        he shakes his head, lips pulling into a frown traced with doubt. xion wasn’t to blame, && of that he was certain. although he did wish she had trusted him more back then, the past was the past, && nothing could change the actions they had taken, or the warmth that was now filling his chest as she stood before him. it had been so long since he had seen her, && the only thing that would have made this moment more complete would have been... axel. but as much as he desired to bring them back, he knew those days were over. 

        ❛ it wasn’t your fault, xion. i just wish things had gone differently, because in the end i was the one who ended your time here. ❜ he confesses, voice quieting upon mentioning what had been their final encounter. ❛ back then, i was confused. i didn’t understand as much as you, or the message you were trying to convey. ❜ his hand reaches into his pocket as he takes out what he had always intended to give back to her if the chance ever arose. in his palm sits a blue seashell with intricate carvings that he holds up to her ear.          ❛ it’s time i returned this to you, though. can you hear it? the sound of the ocean? ❜

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        ❛ && i just want these MOMENTS to last FOREVER. ❜