𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆.

𝐈  𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋   𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐍   𝐓𝐎   𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃   𝐘𝐎𝐔.

[autismcatboy]

"are you whats trapping him in that nightmare?"

good enough redraw/part 2 of an old dreameater

[komoryd]

hops on his back. sorry riku you have no choice but to piggyback ride her now (ㆁᴗㆁ✿)

reminiscent of easier and simpler memories, the motions were taken to like breathing, easy, natural. like riding a bike. no matter how cantankerous she was about latching onto him like some raucous barnacle, it was a natural movement to lock strong arms beneath her legs, adjust so that kairi wasn’t putting her full weight on his poor neck. the sudden sneak attack was still met with an exaggerated ‘ oof ’ noise, turning back a second to look at her with faux irritation. an easy act to see through of course. slight, soft laughter beneath a quiet,   “   ah, okay. i see how it is.  ”   before riku promptly set about their journey … straight into the beach’s waters.

@promiseas.

[komoryd]

i don't have icons ..

[fj10gaa]

[xshinina]

These memories may stay forever, but...

[xiiithhorizon-deactivated202207]

@komoryd

  What does one say or do, especially in this case he stared nervous how should one approach the other, did he hate roxas? it was hard to tell because they never really talked outside of the battle with the XIII xehanorts. “Riku..” the brunet muttered as he handed the other a stick of sea salt ice cream, not really sure how to or where to start this conversation.  “i uhh…did you know the albatross can fly for 46 days or 16,093.44 km without taking a break.” albatross a great conversation starter it was either that or talking about struggle matches. 

[komoryd]

         fingers oft dextrous near drop the treat   ,   a somewhat pathetic display of skill from that who should be dubbed “ keyblade master. ” roxas’ presence startled him, his very presence alarmed him in a way that he knew it shouldn’t, felt obscenely wrong to know that this existence shouldn’t have made him as uncomfortable as it did. riku, for one, knew it was because of that writhing black pit inside him dubbed his darkness, this echoing cacophony of guilt so violent and sorry for what it had done in the hands of a fifteen year old that wanted his best friend back. there was no being comfortable around roxas, not so long as they didn’t speak about what he’d once done, what he needed to do to make amends, and without sora there to act as some kind of ... buffer.   ‘   t - thanks.   ’   a knight, who once carried himself with all the confidence of one destined for greatness, now meek, confused. yes, he had known that about albatross’, he wondered briefly if roxas knew that because sora once had, a factoid learned from riku. but he lied anyway.   ‘   no i   ...   i didn’t.   do you   ...   do you like birds   ?   ’   how odd. how painfully awkward.

[xiiithhorizon-deactivated202207]

 "Sora, Sora, Sora! Enough about Sora!“

                           “I JUST WANT MY LIFE BACK, I WANT XION BACK!”

                                   Indie Roxas of Kingdom hearts. Currently a WIP 

                               PROMO CRED.  PERSONALS DNI 

[seasaltandcastles]

[abysslarchiving]

                                                             ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯     wild and raging,     belovingly cold.

♥   or   ↻   if you’re interested in interacting with a new k/aeya blog of g/enshin i/mpact   !     penned by nine.

[komoryd]

don’t even bother asking riku to play pin the tail on the donkey, marco polo, blind tag, manhunt, or any variant of these kinds of games in the dark because riku got really used to fighting and navigating with a blindfold, plus he can see in the dark. he’s going to decimate you.

[komoryd]

so i have more coherent thoughts on how riku sees himself that are more profound and articulate than this which i will eventually hope to get to, but post ii riku has a high aversion to looking in a mirror or reflective surfaces. it’s a given why, he spent too long in ansem’s body, he doesn’t like himself very much, he hates the way that the darkness has physically altered his body, he hates the way the darkness has now merged his natural blue eye colour with yellow to make green, he hates not using his blindfold like a security blanket, etcetera. but with that riku lost a sense of self.

before he was praised for being charming, handsome, and charismatic. he would preen and show off and take pride in his appearance. now i hate riku’s stupid outfit in kh even though i find the wretchedness of sora and riku’s dumb puffy pants endearing but i assume that that’s trendy in the destiny isle ?? i guess ? i digress, but riku had a way of presenting himself that made him feel confident, that made him feel like his best sense of self. he doesn’t have that anymore, and doesn’t regain even a fraction until ddd starts. it’s not until he starts confronting himself again that his appearance becomes tolerable.

what you can take away from this is that post ii riku ? didn’t care for his wardrobe choices at all, or his appearance, not until ddd at least. he doesn’t look in a mirror until he asks kairi to cut his hair. sora and kairi getting him a trashy yellow minions shirt ? “ oh no, it’s riku, he’s too cool to wear stuff like that. ” find him the next day wearing it out to get groceries. he probably has a surplus of meme material to lounge around in.

[komoryd]

#hc. #this was meant to be a couple sentences #which turned into two and a half paragraphs of me justifying why riku owns a minions shirt

[blackcatrph]

☞☞ quotes i found on pinterest sentence starters pt. one ☜☜

“  i’ve polished this anger and now it’s a knife.  ” 

“  i’m fine, i’ve had worse.  ”

“  death too must be earned.  ”

“  how do you destroy a monster without becoming one ?  ”

“  am i a bad person ?  ”

“  family isn’t who you’re born with, it’s who you’d die for.  ” 

“  are you flirting or starting a fight ?  ”

“  i’ll survive, somehow i always do.  ”

“  um.. that’s my emotional support knife collection.  ”

“  tell me; would you kill to save a life ?  ”

“  i am someone who did not die when they should of.  ”

“  i’ve never been good at emotional stuff. except anger. i’m good at anger.  ”

“  you can’t protect everyone !  ”

“  i have to try.  ”

“  turn the pain into power.  ” 

“  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ”

“  are monster born or created ?  ”

“  chin up kid, they’d kill to see you fall.  ”

“  if he puts his hands on you, cut them off.  ”

“  i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me.  ”

“  don’t play games with me. don’t ever think you’re capable of that.  ”

“  the question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me.  ”

“  something had made your eyes go cold.  ”

“  you haven’t even seen my bad side yet.  ”

“  everybody knows that i’m a mess.  ”

“  i’m sorry i let you down.  ”

“  well, if it isn’t the feeling i was trying to avoid.  ”

“  you are not your father.  ”

“  even on your bad days, be kind.  ”

“  you don’t want me and i need to accept that.  ”

“  stay gentle. everyone is at war.  ”

“  the risk i took was calculated. but clearly i am bad at maths.  ”

“  i wonder which will get you killed faster, your loyalty or your stubbornness ?  ”

“  always be a little kinder than necessary.  ”

“  kind words cost nothing.  ”

“  i am being perfectly fucking civil.  ”

“  we’ll never be those kids again.  ”

“  i’m the original family disappointment.  ”

“  if karma doesn’t hit you, i fucking will.  ”

“  if you can’t be happy, at least you can be drunk.  ”

“  you can talk to me, or not talk to me, but i’m here.  ”

“  guess you’ll just have to fight me.  ”

“  i never asked to be like this.  ”

“  wow.  you’re a dick.  ”

[komoryd]

#asorableisms.

          Maybe he should , maybe he shouldn’t . But it’s those words coming from that voice , the gentle speaking at one side of his body that forced Sora to turn and look over .          Hours had passed and nobody had really said a word about Sora’s condition as he milled about , doing whatever he needed to do .

There were trembles .        Distant finger shakes .        Body aches .        Noticeable pauses , and yet -

                        Everyone let him continue like normal . Despite slumping over .          Dropping his Keyblade on the steps . Stating he just needed a little break .

It was only enough for Riku to say something . 

❝ Huh ?    Yeah … I suppose I should . I think I’m okay , for the most part but … ❞ No , it was a lie . Sora was just fortunate to have someone right next to him in case his swaying turned into a full on slump and collapse . His body was willing himself to keep it away from that ultimatum . ❝ Yeah … ❞

All he wanted to do was get better .    In various circumstances but here he was . With a nod , almost rattling his head into relentless sharp throbs , Sora moved passed the other , only to pause and look back .

❝ Think you could get me some medicine ? ❞

there was valiance sewn into the very fabric of sora’s being, but it could be a rough and brittle thread at the worst of times. the overestimation of one’s capabilities was normally borne from arrogance, as riku’s had once upon a time, but sora’s stemmed from a desperation to become stronger, to protect everyone he held dear in his heart. whether noble or not, the wear felt the same, riku had felt that tiring insistent push to keep going even when his body couldn’t anymore — it was all he hadn’t suppressed from the year of sleep. but he knew sora too, and feigning the exhaustion as but a minor hiccup for now could be more effective a response in the short run. maybe he could better express his worry when they were off the field.

yet to use his potions, riku pressed the vials into sora’s hands. the tendency to stand while this restless was immense, but he also had a feeling that sora wouldn’t sit down if he kept pacing, so after making sure the area was free of heartless, master found a sunny patch of grass to sit upon.

‘   y’know   ...   if kairi, goofy, or donald had seen you like that they wouldn’t have let you leave the tower.   ’

[stormdive]

                                              ◟  do you remember the night we first met  ?   you  &&  sora were still  so  young  .  .  .  i almost passed the keyblade on to him          the  traditional  way  ,  like the way terra did for you  .  ◞           these days her thoughts never cease  ,  instead they  frenzy  .  the  simplest  question with the most  unobtainable  answer  ;;  she finds herself asking it again  &&  again   &&  again in the face of every memory which comes to mind  .

                      ◟  i wonder  .  .  .  how things would be different if i did  .  ◞   

                                     ⁽  ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶦᶠ  ˀ  ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶦᶠ  ˀ  ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶦᶠ  ˀ  ⁾

                                           @komoryd​​​​​             s . c .

[komoryd]

‘   ...   i was really scared of what you’d said for a very long time. even when i’d convinced myself it was just a passing daydream.   ’   he understood to some extent, this tempest of thought that never seemed to cease. so many should - have - beens, could - have - beens, would - have - beens lost to a sea of time, that would remain forever, untouched by reality. the very thought of it could drive riku insane. he had more regrets than any normal seventeen year old could bear, but he’s found dwelling on them had never helped the process.   ‘   it was like you spoke what happened into existence, and once the darkness took hold of me it was too late to remember that warning.   ’   silver brow rose to regard master aqua, pushed out of melancholy reverie.   ‘   what difference would it make   ?   sora still had a keyblade, whether by ceremony, or not ... do you think it would have changed us ?   ’

[komoryd]

emotional baggage. repost, do not reblog.

bold whatever applies to your muse.  italicise the things that only somewhat apply / are verse dependent .

been cheated on   /   been bullied   /   had your heart broken   /   broken someone’s heart   /   told a horrible lie   /   been betrayed   /   been framed or set up   /   stolen something of value   /   overdosed on drugs   /   been drunk   /   cheated   /   bullied   /   been publicly humiliated   /   punched someone in the face   /   been beaten up   /   broken a bone   /   been admitted to hospital   /   put someone in the hospital   /   had a near - death experience   /   been drugged   /   done drugs   /   smoked   /   been arrested   /   been homeless   /   been forced to commit a crime   /   died and came back to life   /   kissed someone you weren’t attracted to   /   bled severely   /   “ killed someone ”   /   “ been forced to kill someone ”   /   had an attempt on your life   /   made an attempt on your own life   /   lost someone   /   loved someone   /   “ watched a loved one die ”   /   failed to save or help a loved one   /   felt helpless   /   watched your world die or disappear   /   had your life’s work stolen or destroyed   /   gone without food for over three days   /   gone without sleep for over three days   /   been tortured or questioned   /   been shot   /   been stabbed   /   been poisoned   /   been held prisoner   /   been trapped   /   been buried alive   /   been held hostage   /   held someone hostage   /   been stuck in a different world, universe, or time   /   been abused by someone who should have loved, appreciated, or valued you   /   had a panic attack   /   had night terrors   /   been in a car accident   /   lost your job   /   lost a fight   /   had sex with a stranger   /   been divorced   /   been abandoned   /   passed out from pain   /   cried yourself to sleep   /   spent a whole day in bed   /   hurt yourself   /   taken your anger out on yourself   /   taken your anger out on someone you love   /   been used   /   been manipulated   /   felt used   /   manipulated someone else   /   had your memories or mind wiped, stolen, or tampered with   /   been taken over by a hostile force   /   been terrified   /   played a cruel game on someone   /   been forced to smile   /   felt too many things at once   /   laughed when you felt like crying   /   been in denial   /   been denied   /   faced your demons.

[komoryd]

" you are a miracle " ( poetry prompt )

@asorableisms   ›   poetry prompts   (   acc.   )

legs drawn up to chest, face buried into folded arms the embarrassed look upon starlit’s countenance was hard to see at first. instinct prompted riku to deny the claim immediately, humbleness stemming from festering self - loathing had made the acceptance of compliments difficult, let alone something as grandeur as a miracle from someone like sora. though he might be masterful with a keyblade, after riku’s childhood blunders it became apparent that sincere conversation had never been his strong point. eventually, he did look up from the cradle of his arms, seafoam green peeking through a fringe of messy silver tresses to lightly roll his eyes.   ‘   i should be saying that about you ... dork.   ’

[komoryd]

“ i can’t tell if there’s something wrong or normal with me ”

@ofsanctum   ›   poetry prompts   (   acc.   )

‘   if you’re not who you want to be yet, then change.   ’   he can preach, but he can’t practice. not yet at least. riku knows better, logically, but he still cannot come to accept the fact that this was a reality he should have been living out. he did not like who he was, and so he is trying to change. he couldn’t see a reason why kairi couldn’t fulfil that same truth too. how could there be something wrong with a princess of light ? how could she be normal when she was destined for greatness ? it’s an odd question, but one that he doesn’t feel qualified to answer. yet, he knows that if there’s anyone who can put her mind into changing destiny, it should be someone like her. she deserved it, after all this time waiting for fate to pass her by.