the other promise.

indi roxas penned by charlie.

[oathkeepiing-blog]

♥ ▬ Lux.

                             HE’S QUITE AS ALL CAN BE , posed and still in the corner of a grey seat in the room. Hands idly between his thighs, jacket zipped to the top - he really did look as he were anyOTHER day.

A limbo, a silent limbo he faced on his own. No light reflected in his golden eyes ( DULL as can be - even with kingdom hearts shining just out by the window. ) Jut the tender age of  7 , it been roughly two years since he had been NOTHING MORE then empty.

Not as if anyone had seen him ever act QUITE like this tho ( Xigbar, saix and his father were the only ones ).  Well certainly everyone knew he was a quite timid boy. But to this extent - to be so still ? It was different from the norm.

With a slow blink, the child slowly tilts his head in direction of the hand extended, in guise to give him a light shake. His eyes HOLLOW,

“ … “

          concern makes itself clear in Roxas’ face now, staring with a mix of that && something akin to TERROR when Lux continues to behave in such a despondent, out-of-it way. he’s never seen him like this— of course, he doesn’t know him personally well, not as close as some of the other members, perhaps? but he knows he’s not supposed to be like this...

          ❛ L-Lux, what’s gotten into you? are you sick? are you hurt? ❜ the blonde presses, voice raising in volume little by little. ❛ can you even hear me? do i need to go get Xemnas? ❜

          whatever’s happening, Roxas is pretty sure something  is along the lines of wrong. he really isn’t even sure of what he’s to do right now. he just knows he’s really worried for the kid.

[oathkeepiing-blog]

stasis. yaaaaaaaaay tags re do

[nuiert]

THE BOY SITS STILL, un-moving. ( Almost like a doll. ) He looks as if hes fine though - just like ANY other day. But somethings different, no spark laid in his eyes. No movement stirred from his limbs as he sat there. 

An empty husk of a boy.

But then PUTTING THE PIECES together - it must of been one of those days. A day where his memory relapsed and he just - forgot like that, forgot the growth he had faced. Now, he was just that little boy who just sat there for the first few days he EXISTED ( in his non-existence).

“….”

[oathkeepiing-blog]

          sapphire eyes blink multiples times, focus locked now on the child who seems, ODDLY, stuck back in the limbo all Nobodies face when their existence comes about. but why? Lux had faced his already— what had happened to the little boy? is this some sort of ongoing experiment he’s part of, something Vexen or Xehanort have caused?

          ❛ hey, little man ——  everything all good? Lux? ❜ Roxas speaks softly, reaching out to give the other a light shake.

[oathkeepiing-blog]

❛ kanda. ❜

“ that’s no way to speak to a General, Roxas. ”  the edge in his voice becomes sharper as he hisses the boy’s name before sighing.  “ we’ll be training. so get ready and activate your Innocence. ”

          ❛ WELL, don’t flatter yourself! ❜ Roxas continues, ever sarcastic to the point of sounding almost genuinely polite. the words give away what the tone would not. ❛ i disrespect everyone equally from this shitshow— so don’t feel special! ❜

          at a moment’s notice, the Keyblade flashes to life in Roxas’ hand, being flipped && waved elegantly as he awaits Kanda’s word.

[oathkeepiing-blog]

❛ riku. ❜

The sharpness in the blond’s tone was to be expected and, with nothing short of an exhale, he didn’t dare respond, not for a long time. There was still acid in that tone, not one inch of regret that someone else might’ve expected— But, he deserved it; Riku knew that well.

And so, when he spoke, it would only be sincere words;

“I’m sorry.”

          blue eyes narrow, calculating, critical. he takes in what Riku had said, hands balling into tight fists as he proceeds to breathe in, breathe out, multiple times in an attempt to calm himself. it doesn’t seem to work very well, however, for the tone of his voice && the overall air he now exudes takes a near 180 turn from collected && diplomatic to utterly furious.

          ❛ oh, you’re sorry, are you? ❜ he demands, the calmness leaving him altogether. ❛ you’re SORRY? what are you sorry  F O R, Riku?! i want to hear you say it— everything you put me through! tell me you did it! ❜

[oathkeepiing-blog]

" how are you feeling? "

          ❛ hhhhh…. ❜

          that response is all that Allen will get for a few moments at the least— truth be told, Roxas feels like he’s going to die. he rolls overs, pulling the blanket higher over his head, holding it tighter against him.

          ❛ i’m dying. ❜

[oathkeepiing-blog]

talk about blank with a capital B.

[sashayingvaguelydownwards-blog]

if i could begin to be                               half of what you think of me,                                                                i could do about anything –

                           i could even learn how to love.

[flannel-energy]

Visit Original Link

SONG OF THE DAY 

Little Lion Man - Tonight Alive

I really fucked it up this time, didn’t I my dear 

[oathkeepiing-blog]

when you’ve JUST re-made your roxas blog & a new king mickey blog but you can’t even keep him going right & then you made a new blog for a completely DIFFERENT fandom character but now you want to make the xion you had in mind for ages

[crescendoingbisexualyelling-dea]

girls like girls like boys do

[gingcrisms]

hi guys!! it’s meg and i made a panfandom oc who is basically just a self insert!! sO! like/reblog this post if you’d be willing to rp with me!

[oathkeepiing-blog]

      ❝ so while you sit back and wonder why, i’ve got this fucking thorn in my side! ❞

[as-z-goes]

Does anybody else really like it when someone plays with your hands? Like when they just grab your hands and massage them or when they hold your hand and move your fingers around and then kiss them. Does anyone else like that or am I just weird?

[achrvmatic-blog]

psa: if you even have one singular Thought of our muses together even if it’s just them fighting over a piece of pizza or throwing shoes or pushing each other into lakes and shit you are now duty bound to tell me. You ship them and they only literally just breathed in each others direction? Duty bound. You want one of them to brutally break the others heart? Duty bound. Want one of them to be comforted at their worst by the other and open up? DUTY BOUND.

[c-rookedwings-archive-blog]

                               he’s BEAUTY .                                he’s GRACE .                                he’s got a resting BITCH FACE .

[shiiroic-deactivated20161001]

It wasn’t supposed to be this way We were meant to feel the pain I don’t like what I am becoming         “——Wish I could just feel something.”

Penned by Kei || ART