#gotitmemorised

[demyxthemulletmuffin]

// @gotitmeme-orized continued from xx

{The ring of fire}  wtf, dude, that’s like me asking if ya can control the sun cuz it’s made of fire.....but I do have watermelon in room right now so I could try it out :D

[tailoringtay]

@gotitmemorised

This needs no context whatsoever

[praestigii-a]

@gotitmemorised​ continued from here.

ienzo hums and leans lightly into lea's touch, familiar and even expected these days, and takes the teasing in stride—he knows it's harmless, that lea tries to make him laugh rather than put him down. it hasn't manage to lose its novelty yet ( it wasn't that long ago when their barbs were sharp, deliberate attempts at poking through the other's defence ) and pleasure unfurls, warm, behind ienzo's sternum.

he puts his phone down and quirks an eyebrow as he leans back on his hands, almost sitting on the laboratory table ( but not quite; he wouldn't dare ). “come with you? on a mission?” ienzo huffs out a laugh, somewhere between amused and disbelieving, mouth curling up into a hint of smile.

[xkuja]

KH verse outfit draft start ffs I cant draw in this style. But I like the hat brim.

In my KH verse, he’s a sorcerer who uses a mobile potion shop as a front for his more nefarious plans.

[imnevergonnagiveyouup]

hi apollo this is just a reminder that YOU are obviously the coolest and also I love you

I CAN GO AT THIS ALL YEAR ENYA. YOU ARE.

But I love you too. Lots okay? You’re awesome, thanks for being so nice to me, it means a bunch. You literal drop of sunny d. I like sunny d a lot so this works I promise awraxa.

[atlaslain]

@gotitmemorised      //      u asked for it

       The final Heartless crumbles and withers into dust --- all evidence of its existence blown away in the wind, but for the cracks it stamped into the ground and walls with every shift of its enormous body. Zack lowers his blade, but the adrenaline of the fight doesn’t leave him just yet; it’ll surge through his system for a good while yet, ‘til his body’s convinced it’s okay to calm down.       Twisting around, he faces Lea and quickly asks, “You doin’ okay? That shockwave attack was, uh... not pleasant, huh?” ( Neither of them had gotten out of the way in time to avoid; Zack spent the remainder of the fight shoving down the increasing panic that Lea was really hurt. ) “C’mere --- lemme check you over. I mean it.” His eyes blaze as he speaks; he’ll take no arguments ‘til he’s satisfied there’s no lasting injuries. Carefully, ignoring any and all protesting expressions Lea may be making, Zack directs him out of the fountain plaza’s water and off to dry land, to sit on a bench.      Zack pushes Lea’s knees apart and stands bracketed between them, leaning down to push the collar of his shirt aside. The collarbone where a lance of energy hit is bruised but --- Zack follows the arch of it with a gentle fingertip --- not broken. And there, lower down, another starburst of bruises blooming across the plane of his chest, probably matching the ones Zack himself has acquired.       Lea’s skin is warm to the touch. As if magnetized, Zack’s gaze flits up to meet those sharp green eyes.       Suddenly, he is intensely aware that his hand is down Lea’s shirt.       “Anywhere else hurt?” Zack checks, and though concern is prevalent in his tone, it’s taken on a husky edge. He hesitates, uncertainty crossing his features --- has he gone too far? If Lea’s uncomfortable, he’ll draw back. He’s fairly certain there are no major injuries; his panic is quieting. He can stop touching Lea now.       His free hand soothes over a faint scratch lining Lea’s jaw, stark against the paleness of his skin. He’ll stop finding excuses to touch in just a second. 

[caelight-a-blog]

                                                                                 @gotitmemorised     ♡     cont   //

SORA   SMILES   BACK   LIGHTHEARTEDLY   but   he   can’t   help   but   feel   a   little   guilty,      he   knew   whatever   memories   a   question   like   that   brought   to   the   surface   were   gonna   be   considerably   heavier   for   lea   than   they   were   on   himself.         ❛      yeah,      i   think   it’s   good   to   dream   sometimes  !      just⸻      so   long   as   you   don’t   get   lost   in   it.      ❜         ha⸻      he   could   speak   from   experience   there.

QUESTION   SPURS   A   DIFFERENT   TRAIN   OF   THOUGHT   however   and   sora   mulls   it   over,      humming   and   dropping   his   chin   into   both   palms   as   a   dopey   smile   settles   over   his   lips.         ❛      if   the   keyblade   didn’t   choose   me......      i   would’ve   stayed   in   school,      become   the   best   hockey   player   there  !      i   used   to   be   pretty   good,      y’know.      mum   used   to   tell   me   off   for   always   coming   home   with   new   scrapes   and   bruises.      ❜

[memcriia-archived]

“Lea, behind you!”

Naminé had ran up to the railing when she heard the sound of a sword hitting, only to see the red-head below. She looked down at the many Heartless around him, the creatures drawn to the keyblade. Running down, she was ready to give him a Hi-Potion, having been given them by Yen Sid.

Once they were gone, she breathed a sigh of relief, running over to the other once the coast was clear. “Here. Take this.” She handed it to him, glad to be of some help in this crazy, distant war. “Are you alright?”

@gotitmemorised & ❤