#heartstune

[ofwonderment]

@heartstune​  [ nightmare ++ ] (vanitas to aqua)

[ nightmare ] for my muse to wake yours from a nightmare

Sleep wouldn’t come, not tonight... Not with the pang of loneliness that washed over her. Not with the fear of suffocating in the darkness that currently swallowed the world, and definitely not with the fear that everything she knew would be gone in a minute and she would wake up back in that place.

It was nights like this that she felt as though she were better off patrolling the castle, ensuring all was right.

She lost track of how many times she had snuck a peak into the rooms of the other sleeping inhabitants of the world, just to ensure they were still there. Definitely more times than she would care to admit... Especially this room.

Something felt off in the hollow darkness. It was likely her imagination. Unease always managed to mar the night, feelings of eyes upon her, enemies hidden just beyond the glow of her magic.

A hand balled into a fist and the master rested her head against the door frame peering in at the barely lit room, and the figure that she could  barely make out.

She should leave before she woke him with her presence. And yet... she couldn’t quite leave, especially not after the pained groan she heard from him.

Confusion knitted her brows and she pulled into the room, a slow approach, drawing ever closer until the boy was illuminated by her magic. Something... didn’t sit right. There was something about the look on his face that almost tore at her heart.

One step and then another until she was hovered over him. It appeared that she wasn’t the only one haunted in their sleep tonight. Fingers lightly brushed bangs from his face, a sigh soon to part her lips. “Vanitas.” Her voice was soft as fingers lifted to gently shake at his shoulder. “Vanitas, wake up.” Her voice rose in volume when he didn’t immediately stir into consciousness. “It’s just a nightmare... If you wake up, everything will be fine.” She spoke tenderly as she continued the gentle prodding.

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@heartstune​ {Vanitas}:  “Are you shivering?”

cold weather || {always accepting !} 

{🖊️}- “Hm?” The simple question had pulled the witch out of her thoughts, head turning to look over at Vanitas and away from the window. She’d been so busy watching the snowflakes gently drift downwards outside, amazed by the simple beauty of the weather, that she hadn’t even noticed how cold she felt until asked.

“Ah, I suppose that I am...” Blue eyes glanced down at her slightly trembling hands, goosebumps having long since appeared on her arms. Despite the chill that she had become suddenly aware of, Naminé offered the other a warm smile. “What about you, Vanitas? Are you cold?”

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@heartstune​ {Riku}:  “You stole another of my hoodies, didn’t you?”

cold weather || {always accepting !}

{🌊}- “Whaaat? Riku, how could you just accuse me of something like that?” The hoodie she was wearing was far too big on her, sleeves hanging past her fingertips flopped as she brought up her arms to cross them indignantly across her chest. The hoodie was soft and warm, and even better: it smelled like him; how could she not steal it?

Still, despite the very obvious evidence, Kairi insisted on denying it.

“Y’know, that’s hurtful, Riku. We’ve known each other for how long, and here you are saying that I stole a hoodie from your closet? That’s really mean.”

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@heartstune​​: “ Kairi + 2, 7, 14 “

headcanon time || {accepting!} 

2. Their emotional/moral weak spots

{Very similar to Sora, it’s her friends. She would do anything for them, even if it means risk to herself. She’d rather be the one getting hurt then be the reason her friends get hurt.}

7.  Their tickle spots

{Her ribs, hips, and feet. But be careful: she bites and flails.}

14.  Ingrained habits/forces of habit

{I don’t know if it really counts as a habit, but she’s very polite to others upon first meeting them. It’s how she was raised by her grandmother, and later also by her adoptive mothers on Destiny Islands. She also tends to stop to help anyone that seems to need it or asks for it, as on the islands, everyone always pitches in to help each other no matter the task. Clearing bee hives? No problem. She’s there. Cleaning up after a festival or a disaster? Count her in. Doesn’t matter if you’re a stranger, she’s here to help.}

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@heartstune​: “ Terra + 5, 11, 20 “

headcanon time || {accepting!} 

5. Guilty pleasures

{Maybe it’s not that much of a guilty pleasure, but he really enjoys dancing. Like, ballroom kind of fancy dancing. Don’t ask him why, he doesn’t really know himself. It’s just something fun.}

11. Bad or petty habits

{Not as bad a habit as most think, but he’s definitely a midnight snack kind of person, and he’s gotten really good at sneaking through the castle since he’s been doing it since he was a child. That doesn’t mean he hasn’t gotten caught, of course, and after Xehanort is defeated and he can return home with Aqua and Ven, getting caught just becomes hilarious to him as he still has lasting physical changes from being possessed, one of them being his eyes shining in the dark, thus scaring anyone that crosses his path.

He now sometimes intentionally tries to scare others in the dead of night that way.}

20. What-ifs/Alternate Timelines

{What if Terra was the one made master, and Aqua was the one possessed by Xehanort? He would definitely 100% sacrifice himself to give Aqua a chance, letting himself be stuck in the Realm of Darkness, but other events and moments may play out differently given their respective and unique strengths (Aqua being more proficient in magic, and Terra being more proficient in general strength/power).}

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@heartstune​:  ❝When’s the last time you slept?❞

lightheaded/fainting || {always accepting !}

{🦄}- He was normally better about hiding any sort of weakness or vulnerability, but having forgone sleep for as long as he had, the unsteadiness in his step was difficult to mask and as the room spun around him, Ira found himself using the round table to brace himself.

“I don’t have time for that,” he replied curtly to his fellow foreteller. Still a bit frustrated and hurt with Ava for preventing him from speaking with Gula, for how she seemed to have assumed his actions would result in the dimming of one of the five lights.

There was information only Gula knew -- information that may even have been able to prevent the war that drew ever closer, and now he had disappeared.

“Our mission...may not be to stop the war -- just to ensure that light lives on... But if there’s still a chance... Then I have to find it. We cannot lose any more lights.”

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@heartstune​:  ❝What happened? I just found you laying here.❞

lightheaded/fainting || {always accepting !}

{🎸}- The musician’s head was throbbing as he started to move to sit himself up, attempting to dry off the side of his face that had been in the fountain’s water with his sleeve. Had he really passed out? Talk about embarrassing -- especially since it was Ienzo that had found him. Just how long had he been out for anyways? 

All he could recall was being in the Fountain Court when a sharp pain had suddenly pulsed through him and then...he heard Ienzo’s voice as the scientist tried to wake him. 

The town he’d seen in between those two events... Had it just been a dream or...?

“What, you didn’t know?” Demyx tilted his head from side to side, cracking his neck in order to relieve the uncomfortable stiffness he’d woken up with. He’d sound crazy if he admitted the truth, and Demyx hardly saw any harm in brushing off such a strange event.

The lie came him to him so easily, too.

“Mermaids need to be in the water every now and then when they have legs or else they could die. Guess I just went too long without rehydrating that I passed out.”

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{🐍}- When you can’t kill your master and someone dear to your heart, but they turn around and betray you by throwing you into a lava pit.