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@fghtfr-a
☆ PSA ☆
// press f to pay respects-
// so my right wrist hurts when I bend it, also my left wrist has a dull, throbbing pain, so I'm gonna put both apollo and my multi on a small hiatus until they're rested enough
// I'll still be on discord from time to time tho, of you wanna chat uwu
// until next time, ciao!
// my right wrist is in a brace now, so I won't be agitating my it as much.. I'm sure I'll be back on here soon! uwu
// I miss y'all pwq
// i am once again asking you to [fill in my interest checker]
// i am once again asking you to [fill in my interest checker]
// i am once again asking you to [fill in my interest checker]
Shake It Out (Acoustic) - Florence + The Machine
Regrets collect like old friends Here to relive your darkest moments I can see no way, I can see no way And all of the ghouls come out to play
“we’ll figure it out together” is my love language
although one could compare sora’s current state of ‘being’ with a nobody, he finds that he can still feel, despite lacking a heart. he had gone through his journey completely convinced that nobodies couldn’t feel a thing, and that they didn’t have hearts.
(oh, how he was wrong.)
but then again- he was told that the nobodies grew their hearts back. which means... they didn’t have a heart to feel with at some point, right...? so, if sora is currently without a heart, shouldn’t he be unable to feel? ... yes and no.
sora can still feel emotions, but he feels them to a lesser degree than before. not a large difference - eyes a litter dimmer, smiles a little smaller - but a difference nonetheless. one could argue that he cannot feel - but he simply remembers feeling.
master abner.
@fghtfr
“Oh..I see now. Your who was mentioned to me. Yen Sid pointed me in your direction a while ago.” Not that he trusted the damn wizard but he could also see why, and it concerned him deep down but he kept a neutral yet stoic expression upon his face. Yet features showed a vague kindness in his eyes.
“My name is Abner, I am a key-blade master.”
A cloak of stardust was wrapped around his frame, only when the wind blew did it reveal the robes beneath that were of white, the silk that weaved it together and strung it up, the rope that hung around his waist with items strewn to it of glossy midnight black.
“Master Yen Sid?” Terra echoes, furrowing his brow in worry. Did something happen? Are the Worlds...? No, that can't be right, this man had referenced him specifically- not even mentioning Ven or Aqua. So then...
Terra snaps to attention when the stranger introduces himself, old habits refusing to die. “Master Abner, it's a pleasure to meet you.”
The fact that Master Yen Sid sent another Master to him... was he in trouble? Did Master Yen Sid no longer find him trustworthy?
Terra wouldn't blame him if he did.
friendly reminder that even if i take ages to reply, i still want to roleplay with you
uh oh.
“Then you haven’t seen what a blade shrouded in light can do.”
He’s movin- oh fuck he’s actually boutta murder flower man.
Okay, maybe he’s a bit surprised this unassuming looking man has a light weapon, but he still feels like this guy’s gonna get himself killed. Terra winces, before pulling him back by the shoulder.
“Hey, listen! You need to calm down!” Hilarious coming from him, he knows! “If you need to fight him, do it with your words- more violence won’t get us anywhere.”
calm down.
@fghtfr
“We do not know one another, you may know my son perhaps. But I ask you a favor.”
“Hold me back before I adorn my blade with that pink haired bastards BLOOD.”
“Ah-” Oh boy, calming people down is not Terra’s forte!
“If you attack him, he’ll kill you. I don’t think your son wants to lose his father.”
// [gives claude older siblings and also a few cousins]
// [gives jove, clay and glenn ghost trick verses]
// [gives clay a 3h verse]
// [gets off my butt and adds rai and hop]
let’s wreck this jerk!
{🍃}- Sounds like someone’s asking to be Ultima Cannoned.
Bye-bye, flower bitch! They’re coming for you now!
son of a-
Summons Ends of the Earth.
my little monster.
@fghtfr continued from here
Confronting him in a conversation had been its’ own hurdle for the past few weeks. For the last day or so he’d been trying to just come to terms again that this adventure in Khura’in wasn’t just a step into a fairytale- and that he had come back alive and well.
Lunch had been an agreed time to visit, and the park was full of activity. “You certainly sound like you believe that. Sure you weren’t a car salesman in another life?” It’s dry, a dig at their shared experience in being surrounded by an overtly spiritual country not too long ago. Exhaling. His fore-knuckle is lodged between his teeth before he releases it to speak again.
“ I honestly don’t know that I see you like my father all the time. I know that we’re related by blood but. I’m … struggling to think of… how that’s relevant to me now. It’s great that you’re here, I’m glad I’m not the only Justice in existence…”
The musician rests his arms on the chair, palms upturned. He can practically feel Apollo’s anxiety like it’s his own, yet maintains his calm demeanor. He simply smiles at his son’s dry humour. “Maybe I was, you don’t know.”
An inaudible sigh escapes him, seeing the attorney struggle for words. He eyes his guitar instead of his son, as if to give him some form of privacy.
Jove returns his gaze to Apollo, blinking slowly. “... Okay.” While it certainly wasn’t what he was expecting, he should have known. Oh, how Jove just wants to hold his son close and protect him from the world around them... But Apollo isn’t a year old anymore; he’s a grown man now, who already knows about the world and how cruel it can be.
And Jove missed everything.
“Well…” A hand comes up to his chin as he chooses his words. “... that’s fair. You were only a baby when Dhurke took you in, after all.” His smile strains a bit. “I’d imagine you’d be more attached to him than me, heh...” The thought makes his heart ache, but at least his son was in good hands. “You don’t have to call me Dad, if that’s something you’re worried about.”
