Let the wind carry you far, far away...

Semi-selective roleplay blog for Foreteller Ava of Kingdom Hearts. Please read links before following. Penned by Valentine. Sidebar image credit: amyhayanora.

[unversedshadow]

// so… i have decided to integrate vanitas and ava into my kh multimuse that i’ve been working on setting up! i still love both of them dearly but they’ve kind of been overshadowed by my brain/blaine muse and to not overwhelm myself, i decided managing two blogs instead of four would be for the best. i’ll be moving any active threads for them over to my multimuse once it’s ready (which is why i haven’t replied to many lately), but for now they’ll remain as sideblogs!

sorry this got long i just wanted to give an update!

[maskedvulpes]

kcystotheheart‌:

⌁ He immediately fell into a defensive stance the moment her keyblade appeared in a shimmer of light. The corner of his lip curling back a bit almost as if in the beginnings of a snarl. Although it turned into a frown the moment she dismissed her keyblade, trying not to flinch when she stepped closer to him; willing himself to stay still despite wanting to put distance between them. Of course she was playing this card… didn’t she know? How much she meant to him? They had been best friends before everything went down hill, and she had promised to help him try to find either the Master or Luxu.

He had even told her about the page… When he was suppose to have kept it a secret. He trusted her more than anything… He couldn’t look at her, because if he did he knew that he would crack… crumble at the sight of her quivering lips and pleading look. He gently put a hand over hers, curling his fingers around her own as they rested on his arm.

“…Ava… You mean more to me than you could possibly know… But your path diverges from the rest of ours… You and I… We both know that…”

“…So this is it?”

The words fall from her lips, sad and bitter and resigned. Ava looks down at their entwined hands, almost tempted to pull her hand away. But that would be too cruel, to herself and to Gula. Too ironic after she had just been trying to convince him to listen to her.

Gula meant everything to her. They had stuck together from the very beginning; had told each other their roles when no one else knew. She had kept the lost page their secret when he told her about it. She recounted all the days they had spent working in each other’s company, all the nights they had sneaked away to get ice cream or stargaze– away from Invi’s watchful gaze.

It had been so hard to tell him she wouldn’t help him summon Kingdom Hearts. She was sure she had felt her heart break when she had. And now…

She finally let her hand fall from his arm, gaze downcast as she stepped out of his way. “I know I can’t stop you… I– I don’t know why I tried.” Her voice was thick with sorrow, and she couldn’t bear to look at him; for she knew her tears would fall again if she did.

“Please, Gula… Just be careful… For me.”

[kcystotheheart]

⌁ He doesn’t want it to be the end, but there isn’t anything they can really do considering that their roles are set in stone. She isn’t aware how much he enjoyed those moments as well, that he had looked forward to those moments and were disappointed when they became far and few between. It had hurt him when she told him she couldn’t help him summon Kingdom Hearts to try and bring back their Master, bring back the old days.

As her hand fell from his arm, his hand fell from hers. He finally looks at her, having a small internal conflict within himself before he surged forward despite his injuries. His hand coming up to rest on her shoulder as he pressed a quick chaste kiss to the corner of her lips before stepping back, looking away from her.

“…Only if you promise to look after yourself too Ava…”

[maskedvulpes]

"G-Gula!" His sudden movement surprises her, and she's ready for him to attack her-- not at all expecting him to grab her and kiss her. Eyes wide, she stares at him, a blush creeping it's way onto her cheeks. When he moves to pull away, Ava grabs his arm instinctively.

"I will... I want to look after both of us, Gula..."

She takes a cautious step towards him, and then another; free hand coming to rest on his cheek. She pushes her mask up enough that it won't get in the way and presses a proper kiss to his lips before she can chicken out. Her hazel eyes peer up at him from under her mask; expression heavy with the knowledge that they would never work out. That this fleeting moment of a confession was all fate would allow them.

Ava's hands shake as she pulls away, and the tears start falling once again. "...I love you, Gula... I wish that was enough." She fixes her mask in place, but she can't find it within herself to turn and walk away.

[maskedvulpes]

kcystotheheart‌:

⌁ He immediately fell into a defensive stance the moment her keyblade appeared in a shimmer of light. The corner of his lip curling back a bit almost as if in the beginnings of a snarl. Although it turned into a frown the moment she dismissed her keyblade, trying not to flinch when she stepped closer to him; willing himself to stay still despite wanting to put distance between them. Of course she was playing this card… didn’t she know? How much she meant to him? They had been best friends before everything went down hill, and she had promised to help him try to find either the Master or Luxu.

He had even told her about the page… When he was suppose to have kept it a secret. He trusted her more than anything… He couldn’t look at her, because if he did he knew that he would crack… crumble at the sight of her quivering lips and pleading look. He gently put a hand over hers, curling his fingers around her own as they rested on his arm.

“…Ava… You mean more to me than you could possibly know… But your path diverges from the rest of ours… You and I… We both know that…”

“...So this is it?”

The words fall from her lips, sad and bitter and resigned. Ava looks down at their entwined hands, almost tempted to pull her hand away. But that would be too cruel, to herself and to Gula. Too ironic after she had just been trying to convince him to listen to her.

Gula meant everything to her. They had stuck together from the very beginning; had told each other their roles when no one else knew. She had kept the lost page their secret when he told her about it. She recounted all the days they had spent working in each other’s company, all the nights they had sneaked away to get ice cream or stargaze-- away from Invi’s watchful gaze.

It had been so hard to tell him she wouldn’t help him summon Kingdom Hearts. She was sure she had felt her heart break when she had. And now...

She finally let her hand fall from his arm, gaze downcast as she stepped out of his way. “I know I can’t stop you... I-- I don’t know why I tried.” Her voice was thick with sorrow, and she couldn’t bear to look at him; for she knew her tears would fall again if she did.

“Please, Gula... Just be careful... For me.”

[maskedvulpes]

kcystotheheart‌:

⌁ “Because Ava… We were given duties, responsibilities, roles. We were meant to carry them out alone. That’s what the Master wanted remember?”

It was funny, he never thought he would be chastising her about this. Especially considering she was always the one who wanted to follow the rules. It was usually him that was always willing to bend or break the rules. He stared at her before looking away, the gold gaze of his mask flickering away.

“…You have your own job to do don’t you? You don’t have any time to waste on me.”

“I know what the Master wanted, Gula! I will always follow his teachings. That doesn’t have to mean I want this, though!” Her keyblade was in her hands before she even registered she had summoned it, and she looked down at it with a frown. It disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared, and she shook her head.

She wasn’t going to fight her best friend. No matter what happened.

“Gula--” Her head shot up at his words, and she stepped closer, grabbing his arm. “Don’t do this. Please don’t do this.” Her words begged as she stared at him. He was right, she had to prepare her Dandelions before everything completely fell apart, but... How could she give up on her best friend in the process?

“If I mean anything to you... Please...”

[maskedvulpes]

kcystotheheart‌:

⌁ He stared at her, standing on unsteady feet as he flexed his fingers around the hilt of his keyblade. At one point, her tears would have gotten him to stop, to brush them away and kiss her head; telling her that things were going to be alright because they had each other. But… those times were over… everything was falling apart and they were doing nothing to stop it.

“…I’m Sorry… But I have to do this on my own now Ava…”

“You don’t! None of you have to do this on your own!”

She remained blocking his path, shaking her head. She wanted to scream, punch something, anything-- the fox was a whirlwind of emotions, but the weight of her weariness overtook everything else. She just wanted everyone to stop. 

“We’re a family... Why can’t we all just figure out this together...?”

[maskedvulpes]

   ❝ I wish for a life free from my role,

                                                                    where I can be happy with you. ❞

// @kcystotheheart​

[maskedvulpes]

kcystotheheart‌:

⌁ Gula grit his teeth but didn’t say anything as he moved to stand up, summoning his keyblade to help support him as he held onto the hilt tightly so she couldn’t see his hand shaking; although his body was trembling slightly. He couldn’t stop, he had to keep pushing forward and trying to get the Master to come back. He shook his head solemnly as he started to move despite his injuries.

“…I’m sorry Ava… But I can’t do that… I have to try.” 

“Gula, please...” She stood quickly and moved to block his path, arms outstretched. “You’re injured... Please, just... stop.”

None of this was supposed to happen. She wasn’t supposed to be having this argument with Gula, they weren’t supposed to be fighting each other-- everything was wrong and it was breaking Ava’s heart. She couldn’t stop the tears from spilling as she prevented Gula from moving forward, fists clenched.

“I don’t- I can’t lose you, Gula, so please stop.”

[maskedvulpes]

kcystotheheart‌:

☆⭒ She couldn’t help giggle, after all it didn’t surprise her that Ava knew how to speak french since the Foretellers were known to be quite knowledgeable. No one knew about her… ahem ‘close’ relationship with her Foreteller, not even her brother. Yes he knew about her crush on someone, but she never said who, although she did feel a bit guilty from keeping this from him.

She lightly rubbed her nose against Ava’s, standing on her toes to press a soft kiss against her lips. It didn’t help that her girlfriend was taller than her, making it more difficult for her to share little moments like these with her.

Smiling, Ava bent down just a tiny bit so that Strelitzia could reach her lips, a hand moving to rest on her cheek as she returned the sweet kiss. When she pulled back, she brushed her thumb over her girlfriend’s cheek with a content sigh.

“Saviez-vous que vous êtes l'amour de ma vie?“

[maskedvulpes]

@kcystotheheart sent:

Fearmonger

Worst Fears

No, no, no.

No.

Her legs were weak from the sprint she had undertaken to find her girlfriend-- sensing the danger, knowing something was wrong-- and she collapsed painfully to her knees when she found her. Soft hands reached out to pull the dying form of Strelitzia into her arms, holding both the girl and her Chirithy to her chest.

Thick, ugly tears rolled over her cheeks, staining her mask and her skin as she cried. “Ma jolie fleur, reste avec moi... Je ne peux pas faire ça sans toi...” Her words were shaky as she pressed a hand to Strelitzia’s wound-- a desperate and futile attempt to save her. “Je t'aime, Strelitzia... S'il te plait ne pars pas.”

worst fear; losing her soulmate.

[maskedvulpes]

Ava: There's only one thing worse than a murder.

Ava: (pulls paper away to reveal the words child murder)

Aced: A child.

Ava: No!

[thepersonalquotes]

[maskedvulpes]

freeshooterxig‌:

He kept his harder gaze on her for a moment, not realizing how hard his heart was pumping in his chest until it was an echo in his ear drums. He understood what he needed to do, what he had to do for all these years; all the hoops, taking orders from those far less than him but swallow it back and stay the second..

Making a call or action on his own account was something he was not used to. The first stage of his role was complete, and now he only had a vague disposition of what to do with the other Fortellors and the black box. When he needed to open it…

Eye closed in that moment, no stranger to the gravity of these types of situations. Still all that he could muster was a dark chuckle, the impulsive reflex he had taught himself over the years as he pressed his forehead into hers.

She was a mirror, the second side of a coin. Still trying to hold onto a notion he had long let go of.. To strike her down now would be poetic, for their crossing blades had been the bell that had started the war. And yet after all this time, he didn’t have that fight in him to summon that dark blade once more.

Family, friends.. connected hearts. For a blinking moment he heard the kid’s party line in his mind, and it turned his thoughts bitter.

Steered them wrong everytime.

“You’re going to be the death of me, Ava,” he whispered in irritation.

A laugh, bright and clear as a bell, rang out at his words. “Oh, Luxu...” A hand touches his arm, toes lifting so she could whisper in his ear. “We will always be destined to destroy each other, inevitably. Whether we stand on the same side, or opposite one another. Even if I hadn’t betrayed you. Whether or not our love has stood the test of time.”

She smiles, a tinge of sadness bleeding into her expression and her voice.

“When this is all over, we will be the death of one another. That much has been written in the stars. However, when we part, it does not have to be as enemies, amica mea. Allow us our fleeting happiness before it fades away once again. I know your heart wishes for it, no matter what you tell me, or yourself.”

[maskedvulpes]

freeshooterxig‌:

Black hair tilted softly as pointed brow cocked an eyebrow to the extended reach. Fingers met hers softly, before the man pressed the backs of her fingers to his lip.  “Any other night, with a beauty like you? It would be an honor,” he started, easily, “But I wouldn’t hear the end of it for ditching the shift for a pretty face.” He smiled easily, releasing her fingers to tap the sigil of a heart that was pinned to his collar. Without the scarf, it normally felt like it was about to strangle him from the tightness..

“Braig; One of the Sage’s apprentices. I’m in charge of the security detail along with the red head on your seven and the angry fluffy man in dreads on your nine o’clock,” he started easily, brown eyes tracking the rest of her face. There was a moment of recollection there. “And you?”

Purple eyes glanced to either side, taking in the other two burly guards with a raised eyebrow. Did he think her here to cause a scene in public? Her attention turned back to him when he asked her name, a hand raised to wave off the question.

“Ah, I’m no one of concern; just a traveler passing through who wished to enjoy a dance with a handsome stranger who would take my breath away.” The word ‘stranger’ is punctuated with unspoken emotion, and the knowing smile returns to her lips. “I suppose I was too wistful. Life isn’t quite a fairy tale, no matter how much one may wish it.”

[maskedvulpes]

@kcystotheheart | cont.

“Je t’aime aussi, ma jolie fleur.”

Ava hums the words, a warm smile on her face as she holds her girlfriend close. She knew she was breaking one of the very rules she had agreed to with the other foretellers-- that they wouldn’t go farther than an acquaintanceship, at the very most a friendship, with any of their union members.

If Ava were to be found out, however, the repercussions from her family would not be enough to keep her apart from the girl in her arms. A rule like that couldn’t stop her love for Strelitzia.

[truelovesuggestion]

I feel like flowers should be growing everywhere you step.

[hangthebloodycode-deactivated20]

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[maskedvulpes]

freeshooterxig‌:

A small scoff left his lips. There was that word again. Even if it was true, the word felt so foreign and wrong to his pointed ears. “Chase me..” the words fell in a whisper staring at her face. If that was the case, did she know? How many people he had slaughtered, how many hearts of children he had ripped from their chests before possessing their bodies for some fifty years at a time… 

And yet she was still here..

With a step, the man pushed her chin back, tugging their bodies through a tear in space before landing her flat against the nearest rock shelf. Without warning or hesitation, lips met, pressed against hers in a passionate kiss. Eye closed with a small growl, pressing his forehead into hers, tempering emotions back behind walls of iron. A deep breath moments away from that stolen kiss, heat rolling from lungs as he pulled away inches from her face. She was still… “You betrayed him, Ava. And me..” he started, eye opening to a half glare, that look with a tone of threat. If she knew what she was asking, then she also knew the cost. “You put the virus in the system; for that I can never trust you..” Another pause as he chuckled, the tone turning dark under his breath.

“I’m here because I’m going to bring him back.”

She should have been more prepared to stumble through the rift, to feel his lips on hers. After all, that was what she had been goading him towards, hadn’t it? To fill the void that both of them had purposefully created between them so that they could do what was needed without remorse.

His passion was evenly matched as she was pushed up against the rocky face, hands moving to his shoulders and gripping tightly as if he was the only thing keeping her tethered. To an extent, he was. He was the driving force behind her relentless chase; a fox stalking prey that was always just barely out of her reach.

Perhaps that’s why this was still so enticing.

“My plan failed, Luxu. The virus did nothing to stop the Keyblade War. Our family still perished. The only transgression that lives on from my failure is me.” She looked up at him, her even expression unfazed as she took in his dark one. “If all there is left to do is bring back father and be judged for my betrayal..”

She released his shoulders, purple gaze ever-focused on a single golden eye. “Then strike me down now, or let me help you.”