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MY FRIENDS ARE MY POWER.
HUB RULES
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Something cute and self indulgent to wind down art wise. I missed drawing them--- also dream eater riku loves rent free in my head so---
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@darkheartedprince said: " i needed you. i needed you, and you weren't here! so where the HELL were you?! " from here.
‘ she needed me, too !! ’
sora so rarely allows himself to be so expressive , so angry , & yet he can’t help it. how dare riku act like sora abandoned him , like he wouldn’t have done the same if it was riku who needed saving as well. his hands shake & his eyes feel watery , he hates how easily he cries sometimes.
‘ i couldn’t just leave her, riku !! she needed me, you needed me, everyone everywhere needed me !! but i can’t.... ’
this part he hates the most , the way anger gives way to sadness that he will not let himself feel , & changes his tune back to anger . he yells until his throat hurts now , eyes shut tightly against the stinging tears in his eyes.
‘ i can’t save everyone !! i-i can’t be everyone’s hero at the same time !! and i couldn’t just leave kairi out there alone, and i’m sorry if i hurt you, but don’t....don’t act like i abandoned you !! i made a choice, and if you can’t live with that, that sounds like your problem. ’
hiraeth
(hɨraɪ̯θ), noun | A Welsh, untranslatable feeling, hiraeth is loosely described as a homesickness for a home you cannot return to anymore or a place, which never even existed. Connotations of sadness, yearning, profound nostalgia, and wistfulness are imbued into the state of hiraeth. Overall this beautiful, but painful longing is a an expression of an empty desire and grief over a past life or place. It is the ultimate signifier of a bond which has ceased to exist. (via mirroir)
(I forgot to post this here too)
Happy (belated) birthday Sora, you lucky boy!
@relinktus said: “ i’m taking back what you’ve taken from me . ” lost meme.
‘ but i didn’t take anything !! ’
sora’s never been a good thief , couldn’t lie to save his life & was always too clumsy to be very quick. what , he thinks , could he have possibly stolen from roxas ?? what could he have taken that was so important that he was willing to fight him for it ?? one hand grips his keyblade tightly , knuckles white & aching from it , & his eyes are narrowed.
& then he thinks about where they are , & he realizes .
unwittingly , he had taken roxas’ own life , hadn’t he ?? it had be given up in order for sora to be standing here now , roxas had to disappear in order for sora to wake. it was cruel to think about , even crueler to know it had happened , & sora’s free hand is placed over his heart before he speaks.
‘ no....i did take something, didn’t i ?? ’
‘ i took you. your....your life, i mean. you’re here, in my heart, when you didn’t want to be. when you shouldn’t have to be. so... ’
he lets his keyblade clatter to the ground , & it disappears in a flash of light. both hands hang at his side now when he looks roxas in the eye , placing one over his heart once again.
‘ ....wouldn’t it be fair if i gave you mine instead ?? ’
“Do you know what it means to have Death know your name?”
— Anne Rice, Interview with the Vampire (via bibliophilebunny)
it’s cold. sora vaguely remembers joking about asking donald for a jacket , & he’s not sure why that comes to mind now. a jacket wouldn’t help him , not when the tips of his fingers are blue & delicate ice patterns creep their way across his skin. a storm swirls around him , elsa’s doing , he has to find her. he shivers violently in the cold , but the cold is coming from within. his bones , sora thinks , must have turned to solid ice , his blood an arctic river. his hair is snow white & his eyes struggle to stay open. it’s all he can do to stay upright. the wind blows him across the fjord & sora gasps , squinting to find elsa among the storm.
queen elsa !!
he hears it. the man’s voice , hans he vaguely remembers. why is hans here ?? who is he talking to ?? is elsa there ?? he stumbles towards the sound , hands held close to his chest , as if that makes a difference. he strains , listening to the sound , begging please let me find her in time.
that boy is dead !! because of you.
no. no , no , no !! sora wants to shout i’m right here !! elsa can’t hear him , the wind is too loud , his voice is too weak.
i’m right here, elsa, don’t listen to him !! he’s lying i’m right here, can’t you see me ?? can’t you feel me calling out to you ??
sora grits his teeth , the storm comes to an immediate halt , the air clears. elsa’s collapsed to the ground , he can see the shimmer of her dress in the faint light. another shudder , his chest clenches tightly , he can hardly breathe & the world dissolves into black spots & trembling breaths.
a sword is drawn.
before sora can process it , he’s moving forwards , he’s thrown himself between elsa & hans , he can’t let her die !!
‘ no !! ’
the metal freezes. the sword breaks.
a final breath.
silence.
how are you ruined ??
ruined by trauma
you cannot get over the past. you are constantly remembering, never forgetting. you cant live in the moment because the moment is not what brought you here. you are birthed, raised, and killed in the past. you will never get over what was done to you, be it big or be it small. you cannot escape what you refuse to confront.
TAGGED BY: @trifrost TAGGING: @darkheartedprince, uhhhh anyone else who wants to
these kids need a break
relinktus:
“ YOU’VE BEEN IN PAIN FOR LONG ENOUGH, sora. the world’s martyr for long enough! so don’t you dare martyr yourself for ME! ”
it’s clear that roxas is still struggling with the concept of BEING HIMSELF. he doesn’t want to because he knows that sora is right, but it’s HARD to break himself of the idea that he’s just a half of the other keyblade wielder. it had been driven into him for the last two weeks of his life before disappearing, after all.
DiZ. xemnas. … riku. roxas can still hear them in the back of his mind : sora, sora, can you feel sora?
even covering his ears does nothing to silence them.
“ I WAS MEANT FOR THIS, ” the key of destiny declares. “ if you won’t give it to me completely, then just give me half! you’re not AN ISLAND, sora, & you’re not my m͟a͟r͟t͟y͟r͟ : rely on me like you used to !! ”
‘ i can’t let you do any more for me !! you....you already gave up so much... ’
sora’s anger fades , not that it was ever really there in the first place. he’s frustrated , he can’t let roxas take anything else for him , not now. it aches , & sora’s hands shake. he wants to reach out , his hands stall in the air between them , trembling softly. he won’t let roxas take his pain because he feels like he should , like he has to , like it’s all he’s good for.
‘ i can handle it. please....let me. ’
let me do this so you don’t have to.
relinktus:
“ i’m happy with this pain . ” @heartspent, from HERE.
“ WELL I’M NOT !! ”
he isn’t trying to be mean. he really isn’t. roxas just doesn’t know how to handle this. sora shouldn’t have to ACCEPT pain just because it’s been with him for so long! isn’t roxas’ role to take all of that away ?!
“ i’m THE OTHER PART OF YOU, sora! isn’t it up to me to take that pain for you? to PROTECT you ?! then let me take it, sora! I KNOW I CAN HANDLE IT !! ”
‘ i can handle it myself. ’
he doesn’t like being harsh with those he cares about , but sora feels it’s necessary now. if he has to carry this so no one else has to , he will. that’s what they wanted him to be , that’s what a hero does. sora frowns , arms crossed when roxas speaks , almost pouting .
‘ you’re you, roxas. not...i didn’t work so hard to bring you back for that !! you’ve got enough pain without taking mine, too, so i won’t let you. ’
relinktus:
ROXAS CRADLES THE JOY HE FEELS close to his heart. it’s his own feeling, not some runoff from sora’s own emotions like he might’ve once felt when they’d been separated. the key of destiny can’t help leaning in to lightly bump their foreheads together, deep blue eyes flickering closed as a barely—there huff of laughter leaves his lips ; he’s HAPPIER than he can recall being since his rebirth.
even if he’s a replica … he’s alive. & it’s all thanks to sora.
sora, who never gave up on him. sora, who didn’t begrudge him his rage. sora, who had felt genuine SORROW on his behalf. to him … it isn’t that sora is a hero or a martyr or some figurehead to be respected : he’s a FRIEND. perhaps even something more.
“ SORA … ”
he’d spent so much time being angry that he’d nearly forgotten how to be happy. it’s a relief that something as simple as sora’s presence is enough to ease the burns of his past.
“ nothing’s going to come between us again, ” he vows quietly, “ NOTHING. i’m never going to let you be alone & scared again, okay? ”
sora smiles , giving a soft hum as he lets his eyes close. he’s happy , & he can tell roxas is too. he deserves that much , after everything he’s been through. if he could , sora would gladly give him the world. he wants to , so badly , whatever would make him happy , sora wants that for him. of course , he always wants his friends to be happy , but for roxas ...
there’s so much more he would do to get that for him.
‘ ...you’re happy. ’
he finds his voice easier this time , but no less quiet than before. there’s a different kind of affection he holds now , & his hands still sit on either side of roxas’ face. happiness looks good on him , really , & sora brushes his nose against roxas’ with a soft laugh before he speaks again.
‘ ....it looks good on you. ’
relinktus:
& COLOR RISES INTO THOSE HELD CHEEKS. roxas shyly averts his gaze, a gloved hand rising to rest atop one of sora’s own almost on instinct. it isn’t that he always knows what sora needs, per se ; after all, roxas isn’t a MIND READER. he just knows what would help him in a situation like this, & is sora not his BETTER HALF? the real half?
“ … of course, sora, ” he says airily, downplaying any significance to his actions. all he’d done at the end of the day had been to pick him up & sing a few lines of a song!
… the song …
“ … from fable to fumble, from stable to stumble : nevermore. i'll say goodbye to my demons & all my break—evens, ever y͟o͟u͟r͟s͟. i won't come back to you broken, i won't stay away too long even if words i've spoken seem to still come out wrong. i’ll get my shit back together, get right where i belong : who do you love? ”
it’s a promise, no matter how it’s looked at : roxas is swearing to be better for sora’s sake. because that’s what his better half DESERVES. it isn’t hard to see that the key of destiny blames himself for a lot of things in sora’s life even when he shouldn’t, but he doesn’t know what else to do. he’s the shadow behind all of the keyblade hero’s movements, the one to cover his eyes & do the DIRTY WORK when it needs doing …
roxas will never be afraid to get his hands dirty for sora’s sake.
for so long , people have done so much for his sake. because he’s the hero , because he’s the savior , because he’s their atlas , their martyr , their everything . he’s so tired of it , tired of being important for the reasons he never wanted to be. he never asked to be a hero , a savior , a martyr . all sora wanted , all he ever wanted , was to explore with his friends , to see other worlds with them.
he wanted to be sora . he wanted that to be enough.
right now , though ?? it didn’t feel like roxas cared because he was a hero or chosen or anything else people wanted to call him. roxas cared because they were connected , because roxas was another half of him , the missing piece to his soul.
roxas cared about sora because he was sora , nothing else mattered.
he smiles softly , pressing a kiss to roxas’ cheek , gentle & barely there. he’d always been the affectionate type , especially with people he cares about. & who was that more than roxas ?? he loves him , of course , so why wouldn’t he want to show that ??
roxas’ cheeks are still warm under his hands , & that makes him laugh just a little bit , soft smile turning into something real at the sight of it. he likes this moment , he wants more of it , of how it makes him feel.
for the first time in a while , sora feels happy . he doesn’t want to lose that again.
sora, you see? that’s why it had to be you
orcas are… much bigger than dolphins… cute…