🤝 Hold my muse’s hand (Sora)
Neku smiles, squeezing the hand that found his.
“MM-hey...” He sleepily greets Sora, tugging him into a half-embrace.
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🤝 Hold my muse’s hand (Sora)
Neku smiles, squeezing the hand that found his.
“MM-hey...” He sleepily greets Sora, tugging him into a half-embrace.
👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt (From Lil Sora)
Glancing down at the small brunet tugging at his shirt, Vanitas tilted his head and crouched down to face his little brother. “What’s up, kid?” Placing his hand into Sora’s unruly spikes, Vanitas have his hair a little ruffle.
「 ※ Winds && Stars carrying on ⋨ ⌣ x ⌢ ⋩ @keysoflight ※ 」
“Hmm?” Sora saw this blonde come up to him, the loud music had toned down a bit so he was able to hear him, he then glanced at the drink that was indeed his as he took a closer look to see something almost dissolved at the bottom.
“What the hell?” He said as he couldn’t believe this. “Thanks a lot, that was a close one.” He said as he let the bartender know and asked for another drink.
“You’re a lifesaver.” Sora said as he wondered what kind of twisted individual would do that?
▹ ☆ ??? ☆ ◃
✣ 「 ヴェン」 ❦❧ ─ “It’s okay,” the blond grinned and helped himself to the vacant seat beside the brunet whom he’d just uh... as he quoted ‘A lifesaver’ to. There was a lot of nasty individuals around this part of the club... well, whatever and whichever club one goes into, there’s always their own set of nasties, this one was no different. Ordering himself a light drink, preferably non-alcoholic, he did need to drive a few of his friends him and it required his mind to be somber and not all over the place; a mess. “You ought to watch out who buys your drinks for you, or even take your eyes off your glass for a second, someone would put stuff in there. And trust me,” thanking the bartender and tipping him too, they are well acquaintance and the guy knows what Ventus liked, he is a regular after all.
“You don’t want any of that stuff in your system. It makes you an easy target.” Seen it too many times, often he would warn the supposed to be victim. Regardless if his safety was at risk, Ventus knew martial art, coming from a line of famous dojo, owned by his foster father, and trained with his foster siblings since young, he was well equipped to dealing with thugs or less than pleasant individuals. “So, why are you here? You don’t look like the type to hang around this part of the town.” Giving him a friendly grin, either does he, details.
“I just want you to know, that I really appreciate you Keith, you taught me a whole lot... And I... I really see like an older brother.”
Smiles and pulls the other into a soft hug. “That means a lot to me.. Thank you...”
Don’t cry, it’s okay...
@keysoflight
[ ✯ ] -- Don’t cry, Ventus said, as Sora rested his head in Ven’s lap, sobbing quietly. "ιт'ѕ ѕтυpιd тнoυgн...." he could finally mutter, sniffling loudly before trying to stop before continuing to cry once more. Sora hated crying. He hated it with a passion. Well...he hated crying in front of others. His friends. They weren’t supposed to see him cry.
But here he was, crying in front of Ventus, and Sora hated it. He really wished he could stop crying, but it seemed like it wasn’t going to happen. "ι нaтe cryιng. ι нaтe cryιng ѕo мυcн...." Sora confessed.
*Pokes your face with a chocolate bar*
*noms!*
@keysoflight continuing from this post:
This was Zack’s first day working at this facility, he was prepared that he would fantastic things but this was the last thing he expected to see. He looked awe at all the creatures, but one caught his eye, the one he was assigned to care for. An actual merman… He was told by his superiors that his name was Prompto, and that Zack would be his caretaker, he decided to greet the male, as he crouched just a few feet away from the blonde, a sincere smile on his face.
“You’re Prompto right? I’m Zack. Z-A-C-K.” He placed his hand on his chest as he was introducing himself as he wasn’t sure if the other understood him or not. “I’ll be looking after you starting today.”
Prompto tilts his head to the side and looks past Zack to the catwalk the workers would walk across to feed all the fish in the aquarium. “Where is she?” Prompto asks in confusion, he doesn’t really get what Zack means when he says he’ll be looking after him. Prompto hopes nothing happened to the girl that used to watch him.
“Is she gone now?” Prompto asks sadly while he crosses his arms over the platform Zack is standing on to keep himself above water. “She was nice...are you nice?”
❝can you hear me?❞ (any of my muses?)
Squall nearly jumped once he heard the voice. It was almost familiar, like he should have been able to recall a face with ease, but nothing came to him. The knowledge was on the tip of his tongue. So close and yet...
“Yes?” Squall answered cautiously. “Who are you?”