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Coming here had been a mistake, wherever here truly was. Vanitas only had a vague idea himself, he’d never seen anything like this before. It wasn’t as if he could link back up to the others to glean information from them anymore. Not that he would, even if he could. He’s long since had enough of being part of something else.

Vanitas is his own being. He is darkness defined by Ventus and Sora’s light. He is both part of them and yet so much more.

He is also currently bleeding out as thorny vines wrap around his body, dragging him off the road toward an inky, black void in the bushes in front of someone’s house. Vanitas gritted his teeth inside of his helmet, swinging his blade back to try and cut himself free. The second the vines around his legs snap, but more wrap around his arms, biting through the protective bodysuit and drawing more blood.

The more he struggles, the more they tighten and cut into him. His heart is pounding in his chest. He tries to call dark fire to his Void Gear, to set this thing alight, but it doesn’t come. A dark void of panic rips open Vanitas’ gut and he snarls like an animal as he’s yanked to the ground. The dirt from the road stings his open wounds, getting into them where he’s been cut. It hurts even more when it begins to drag him over the dirt and gravel.

He kicks as hard as he can, but the vines are so tight that he can’t feel his legs any more. The pain—he wants to escape. He tries to call darkness one more time, to open a portal, to get away, but nothing works!

He’s bleeding Unversed now, his creatures are trying to free him, only to get knocked away or dragged howling through the dark portal that awaits him. A horrible realization washes over him as he feels the end of one of his Unversed, as it’s agony washes back into him.

He’s not going to make it, is he?

#maregiis #vanitas ends up in hell with Kairi yayyyy #vanitas with no idea what’s happening. and he’s too panicked to care

Starter || @maregiis

"Whoa, they weren't kidding-icus! Guess the rumors are true; the Underdrome has returned. No wonder the monster activity has died down; they're all duking it over in there-icus. I guess that's a good thing?"

It was widely understood by mortals and gods alike that venturing willingly into the Underworld was not something to be taken lightly. However, when Palutena, the beloved Goddess, expressed her curiosity about the rumors, she turned to her faithful Captain, Pit, without hesitation. What followed was a peculiar blend of emotions as Pit grappled with a wave of nostalgia. Here, in the heart of the Underworld, it all began - the perilous journey that saw him return to Skyworld, the epic rescue mission to save his Goddess, and the relentless battle against the malevolent Medusa.

As his mind was flooded with memories of past adventures, he couldn't help but feel an overwhelming connection with his former self, a self that had transformed from an insignificant, weak angel to a formidable warrior. Pit wasn't sure if that angel was even alive anymore.

Two voices snap him out of his thoughts, and he quickly hides behind a nearby boulder, slightly peeking to the side. It was Hades, Lord of the Underworld, and someone else, a figure shrouded in mystery. Pit's curiosity is piqued, but he cannot see them, only Hades' back.

"You see, in my coliseum, EVERYONE gets to join! No need to have a nanny goat give you permission, or, well, your Master, to say the least. In fact, I'm all about equality, and I can guarantee you the time of your after life! All I require is a teensy itsy little signature right here. Just gotta make sure if you're actually serious about joining, no biggie. So PLEASE sign right here."

The Lord of the Dead holds up a scroll written in a language his victim cannot even read, and with his other hand, he offers the black feathered quill for them to grab. Hades is doing his best to contain his excitement for fooling helping the Princess fulfill her desires... Of course, at the cost of her soul, but hey, that's part of the fine print, and who's to say Hades had to go into the details, the boring stuff.

"That doesn't sound good... Hades doesn't get out of his way for just anyone, either. What are you planning, you old creep-icus?" Pit whispers to himself, swallowing thickly as he watches the scene unfold. Yet he couldn't shake off this twisting feeling in his heart. Maybe he better investigate this, too, but for now, he stays hidden.

#maregiis #starter.#Let the adventure begin 83c

@maregiis said: I AM BEING FRAMED FOR BULLYING !!!!

❝ I can't believe Kairi would say this........ ❞

#HHFHFJEKAJDKSJD #time for kairi to change her gummiphone password #maregiis #❛ ic: ventus.#❛ general: crack.#or is it

maregiis liked for a starter!

"My goodness, Kairi! Is that you?" She beamed, appearing from behind. Leaning over Kairi's shoulder to get a better view, she was ecstatic to find that it was, indeed, the same little girl she'd met years ago. Only she had matured into a fine young lady now.

"My, how you've grown!" She stepped around the other princess, standing before her now. How Kairi wandered into her world, she didn't know, but she was happy to see her nonetheless. The last time they crossed paths, Cinderella had feared that Kairi's heart would be lost forever. Until a young boy appeared and saved them all, saving the lights of their worlds.

"You've grown stronger, too. I can feel it. Are the Heartless still....?" She couldn't resist the urge to look around, taking quick note of her surroundings, worried that the reason Kairi was here was because the Heartless had returned. The last time they came, her world had been destroyed. The Unversed were another consideration, though she hadn't seen one of those creatures in years.

Nonetheless, she was still so proud of the young woman Kairi had become. Just looking at her, she could feel the power of Kairi's light within her heart. It was blinding and beautiful, and Cinderella smiled fondly, reaching out to take the other princesses' hands.

"Never mind that for now-- It truly is wonderful to see you again."

#maregiis #{ Cindy has adopted Kairi. Sorry I dont make the rules }

❝ No peeking! ❞ If he’d make due on that promise, the sound of waves and Kairi’s voice would take up the whole of his senses. Hand in hand she guides him along with promises of ❝ almost theeere! ❞ and then?

❝ Okay open! ❞

There would be revealed a raft, tied to the shore as it drifts lazily in the ocean breeze. Kairi joining Riku at his side to present to Sora his birthday gift. ❝ Tadaa, we finished the raft for you! ❞ Kairi chimes, only for Riku to put a hand to his hip and raise his brow dubiously. ❝ We??? ❞

She laughs sheepishly, ❝ weeeell... I didn’t come completely empty handed! ❞ Hopping onto the raft she pulls free something hanging from the mast, to which is eagerly offered up to Sora upon returning to his side. ❝ Can’t be a captain without a captain hat, right? ❞ Which it indeed was! One handmade by the princess of crafts herself.

❝ No objections, right, Riku? ❞

❝ I dunno... ❞

❝ Riku! ❞

❝ I’m kidding. ❞ He gives Sora a pat on the shoulder. ❝ Whaddya’ say, Sora? You get a whole birthday to boss us around out in sea. ❞

❝ And this time we packed more food! ❞ Kairi adds, giving Sora those dreamy eyes. ❝ We can take our time and just be together in the moment. ❞

[ SCISSORKICKS OUT OF BED TO GIVE THE HOMIE A LATE BIRTHDAY ASK FEATURING @maregiis ! ]

"Kaiiii, y'know how hard these kinda surprises are for me! Doubly so when I have an idea of where we are." The words were drawn with falsified stubbornness and he enjoys it. Feeling this familiar part of the Sky drawn a golden glint upon them, allowing a phenomenal sense of life to stir alongside of her voice, just a glance towards the keybearer would reveal that impossible hide smile.

Whenever it comes to Kairi and Riku, happiness is as intrinsic as breathing to him.

Thus the scale of trust he holds within them is immutable. His fingers remained attentive and certain as they squeezed her's, following the route until the saccharine nature of her voice prompts him to let the darkness be abated for the sight of light, a clear and concise vision that almost causes his vibrant heart to crash into a thunderous pause within his chest. Another sound of fresh waves rolls lazily along the shore of Destiny Islands as it wasn't just Sora standing here anymore at this moment.

Kairi was there. Riku and that 'insufferably' fond expression were as well. Yet, a secret visitor amidst their ranks would be the invisible glint of a younger Sora, a trick upon the light as his expression vividly matches the present as he steps forward. Any words that try to be forged from language are stalled, only for his emotion to ring clear above all else, pure power now running at the nostalgic wish turned into reality.

Their banter was a sweet frosting to just add completion to the moment at hand. As his lips wobbled shamelessly, reflecting the scale of what such an intimate effort this was for him, he could only stumble closer as the measure of logs, woodwork and sail tying was an entirely different level than their times rife with inexperience, despite the very big dreams they carried.

"G.. Guys.. th.. this all of this is..

How could anyone just not feel loved due to the efforts displayed?

Witnessing the way they batted between each other, how even the bravado eased up as earnest gifts, a promise of an adventure he always wanted to have with them now genuinely within hands reach... It was impossible for the warm tears to resist spilling, from his voice to hitch from the swell of appreciation that wracked his heart with unstoppable reverberations. Even as his vision blurs, never before did he feel so weightless on his feet, so certain of what the desires in his heart wanted to do.

The three of them, holding not a single thing back in molding their wish by their own hands.

Before any worry could truly settle in, the soft hitches of his breath ease into laughter, belly deep and liberating as even as his eyes refused to let the hot tears subside. All that they suffered, all that they endured, learned and grew, and right now it'd be upon this very beach that one of his most bitter acceptances was turned completely on his head.

Within mere seconds as he wiped briefly at his eyes, there would be no hesitation for Riku, Kairi and that Captain's hat to be immediately tackled as his arms filled with such strength pulled them close. His heart wished to resonate with theirs', to allow the depth of this joy that allows such power to flock within his heart to be realized. To know they're here, solid and warm, enduring and still managing to be so kind..

He didn't give a single care that he proceeded to get them tear stained.

"You guys are the best!"

After all, he will always be their Sora.

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#litoredeem #maregiis #| Bottle Mail #>:( LOOK WHAT U DID TO HIM #GETTING HIM ALL IN HIS FEELINGS

@anonymous says: ❝ you’re hurting. i can tell. you don’t have to hide it. ❞ [ from @maregiis too :)c ]

( magnolia castillo sentence starters )

♡ ――― WHO DO YOU SEE WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME?

Roxas has always wanted to ask Kairi this... but every time the words bubble up his throat, they die right on his lips, fizzling up before he can gather the courage to confront her.

He’s not sure why her opinion matters so much, but he likes to blame the memories rattling around in his head, the memories Sora gave him.

It’s hard to look at Kairi as a stranger, which they practically are--Roxas barely speaks with her, even as they live on the same island now, but even before that they never really met, yet Roxas knew everything about her anyway. She loves flowers and sharks, she thinks of Destiny Islands as her home despite the fact that it isn’t, she loves sunsets and sunrises and she is indecisive and spoiled and so kind it hurts him to witness.

In Sora’s memories, he only ever saw the girl he loved, every scene she was featured in tinted a rosy pink... and Roxas somehow has to untangle all these presumptions about her that he was born with.

They sit on the paopu tree on that little sandy outcrop that has so many memories on it that it’s hard to breathe here, but Kairi likes this spot most of all, so Roxas will sit beside her on that twisted tree looking up at stars that seem too far away.

Sora is gone.

He’s been missing for a long time now, Kairi back on the islands after searching through her heart at Radiant Garden for him. Long enough that Roxas almost feels guilty he’s gone...

After all, it’s exactly what Roxas wanted, but he’s too much of a coward to admit this out loud. He knows everyone else misses Sora so much they could cry. It makes him feel a little empty to know he’s the only one that is so distant from him that he could care less that his lacking presence scares everyone else.

He could care less Sora is gone.

( LIAR! )

He wonders... is he Sora’s temporary replacement for Kairi until he comes back? Will they talk like this under the stars after Sora miraculously returns? Because Roxas knows... Sora will return, he always does. Nothing can keep him from home for too long.

Nothing can keep him from Kairi for too long.

So when Kairi’s soft voice blooms between them, Roxas blinks at her, quick to slam up his defensive walls before she can spy all the sinister thoughts in his head, and she says, “You’re hurting. I can tell. You don’t have to hide it.”

Roxas kicks his feet a little, scoffing, “I’m that easy to read, huh?”

But what he really wants to say: My face is easy to read, because you already know what to look for, you’ve seen this face sad a hundred times before... but that wasn’t me.

I always have to hide from you.

“I guess... I’m going to have to make a really hard choice and that...” He looks over to her, eyes glassy and honest. “That scares me, I think.”

Those walls he put up, they’re so flimsy aren’t they? All patched up and holey and wispy blankets he flung around himself so that he can say at least I tried. But the effort was poor and he knows it.

“Sometimes, when you gotta do the right thing... it will make everyone hate you, no matter how much you know you have to do it. I just hope... I hope you’ll understand, Kairi. When it’s all over...”

He laughs breathlessly, gripping his hands together and gently squeezing his fingers.

“I wish I could tell you everything, but it’s better this way. I like us... like this. It’s easier than anything else,” Roxas murmurs, the salty night breeze tangling in their hair and the stars glittering like little diamonds strung up in a navy blanket... it’s all so sweet, but in-between his words there sits an ugly truth he hopes she’ll never find.

#【 ask 】♡ ᵐᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵏ #【 v: post-kh3 】♡ ᵖⁱᵉᶜᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ #maregiis #{ AAAAAH TY FOR THIS ASKKKK SDKDLKALK;DKL;A }#{ i kinda rambled and it went everywhere }#{ but i loved writing this and i hope it works friend =3= }#{ ldsad;skl;daskl; }

You know this is probably exactly what Aqua was afraid of—

#piousolus #maregiis #U_U #ooc;

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Vanitas's frown doesn't disappear when Kairi begins to lecture him. In fact, it only deepens. He looks away from her with a derisive snort, his clawed hands digging into the sheet fabric beneath him. "I don't really care what Sora wants. Why should I?"

He can feel Kairi's worry—her concern for him as she speaks—and it, too, is annoying. He stands up abruptly and walks over to her, stopping himself from touching her. He really wants to, though. He wants to bury himself against her and inhale that delicious, flowery scent. But, at the same time? The thought irritates him more.

"I know you love him," Vanitas says flatly. "I can feel it whenever you think about him. It's powerful."

Vanitas hadn't known exactly what that feeling was at first, unfamiliar with the nuances of positivity. Now, though, he thinks that he's figured it out. Kairi loves Sora. She has loved Sora for a long time now.