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RokuNami Week begins August 30th and this year's theme is Carnival! 🎭

Big thank you to the amazing @amyhayanora for this stunning promo art and for her help with the graphics ❤️

We hope everyone has fun this year! ✨

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[ID: khux sprite edits of Roxas and Naminé at a masquerade ball in the Castle of Dream. They are standing outside at the castle's entrance under the stars. Naminé is wearing a red outfit and taking off her mask. Roxas is wearing a blue outfit and blue mask. He is smiling and reaching out to Naminé. End ID]

RokuNami Week Day 1: Behind the Mask

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Day 5: Pranks

Roxas’s seventh wonder... always waiting to be found 🤣

Happy RokuNami week!

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The Masque of the Heartless Man

Happy @rokunamiweek! 🥳 For Day 1: Behind the Mask. Loosely inspired by Edgar Allen Poe’s “Masque of the Red Death.” ~1150 words. Canon divergence, mystery, slight horror vibes.

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Organization XIII had had its best year yet. Roxas and Xion had gathered so many hearts that Kingdom Hearts was nearly complete.

Why not throw a party, then, to celebrate. A masquerade ball at The World That Never Was. All the Organization members plus a whole bunch of Dusks were in attendance in their finest black cloaks and masks, mingling and reveling in a way that belied their heartless state.

Demyx played the sitar for some dancing Dusks, and Luxord was engrossed in a lively game of cards with Lexaeus, Xaldin, and Xigbar at a nearby table. Zexion read poetry excerpts that most everyone save for a few curious Dusks ignored. Vexen concocted colorful neon drinks of questionable flavors that mask-wearing Moogles delivered to guests, and Larxene and Marluxia made snarky comments to each other from the sidelines as Axel showed Xion and a few curious Dusks his favorite moves. Säix sulked in a corner and refused a neon blue drink from a Moogle, and Xemnas watched everything from the balcony above, his mask hiding his face completely.

Roxas, for his part, was also dressed in a black cloak and wore a black mask. He stood a little ways away from the others, tucked into an alcove of the castle surrounded by Dusks congratulating their liege on his progress. This was his first party, and he was overwhelmed by all the sights and sounds and sensations. He wanted to rejoin Axel and Xion soon, but he wasn’t used to so much movement or noise happening at the same time.

Was this what it was like to be human? To have something worth celebrating? A strange sensation bloomed in his chest, almost like—

Something caught his attention. A girl wearing a white mask and hooded cape glided out of the shadows. Her dress was white with gold and silver filigree, and she wore matching slippers. A few blonde curls escaped her hood, and haunting blue eyes locked onto his. Roxas stiffened. She was ethereal and almost transparent, like she might fade away at any moment.

She was beautiful.

She approached him, but none of the other Organization members seemed to notice. Maybe they were too distracted by the evening’s activities. The Dusks parted to let her through, a few of them murmuring about how she must be a lady. When she reached Roxas, she curtsied as he bowed. The urge to waltz with her like Axel had taught him and Xion the night before swept over him, and he offered his hand. She took it, and a pleasurable warmth radiated up his arm. When he placed his hand on her waist, her breath caught, and he had the urge to bring her as close as possible.

“Who are you?” he asked as they twirled around, their surroundings melting away. She was strangely familiar, like they’d met before. But that was impossible. Right?

“My name is Naminé,” she said, her voice soft and melodic as she placed a hand over where her heart should be before returning it to his shoulder. But Roxas sensed she wasn’t human. If the Dusks deferred to her, then she must be a Nobody like him, and yet she seemed even more fleeting than the Dusks.

He led her into a spin, and she followed his lead effortlessly. “How did you know about this place?” He thought only the Organization was aware of its existence, or maybe nonexistence was the more accurate description.

“I saw it in your dreams.”

He gave her a look. That was weird, right? He didn’t know much about girls other than what Larxene and Xion had taught him, but he was pretty sure that was weird—

She smiled, and Roxas felt that strange warmth blooming in his chest again. “I know how strange that sounds,” she said. “But I'm a witch with power over memories. It's why no one but you and some of the Dusks know I'm here. I’m altering the others’ memories as we speak.”

He stopped and raised an eyebrow. “Are you altering my memories?”

She shook her head. “I came here to warn you, Roxas. You're in danger.”

“I'm in danger? Wait, how do you know my name—” Oh, right. If she could see his memories, then she could see the moment Xemnas gave it to him.

“You must leave the Organization before it’s too late. They’re just using you for their own dark purposes, and so long as they are, someone very important can’t wake up. And I don't want anything bad happening to you or to him.”

Roxas glanced at the other Organization members a little ways away. At the only family he knew. He had no reason not to trust them, right? Why would he listen to this girl he'd never met before who admitted she could alter memories?

And yet when he looked at her, he knew her. He trusted her. Something sinister lurked in the shadows of this place. It wasn’t his friends and colleagues who were the source of the darkness, no, though it tried to inhabit their bodies and warp their minds. He wasn’t even sure it was coming from Xemnas, though he sensed it most strongly from him.

No, it was this dark, evil, corrupt Thing that lurked in every corner and skulked around the place. Roxas pictured the red mask it wore, saw himself seizing the creature and removing its disguise. To his horror, it was empty behind the mask. Nothing was there at all.

He shuddered as a sensation like icy fingers trailed down his back. The party felt sinister and wrong now, like Death was walking among them and he was the only one who saw it for what it really was.

“You sense it too, don’t you?” Naminé said softly, guiding his mind back to reality.

“What is it?” he asked, and a few Dusks murmured their concern for their liege.

“The heart of a man who allowed himself to be corrupted long ago,” she said, and her eyes almost looked pained as she saw something far away. Then she looked at Roxas and smiled sadly. “There are worse things than not having a heart, Roxas. Never forget that.”

With one last squeeze of his hands, she was gone. Vanished without a trace, like a ghost or an angel, he couldn’t decide which.

Roxas was alone. The others were still here, yes, but they couldn’t see what he saw. They didn't know what he knew. The surreal scene unfolding around him was like a group of doomed people who didn’t even know they were dying. Or maybe they did know, and this party was just a way to distract from it all.

But Roxas didn’t want a distraction. He wanted answers.

He wanted to see Naminé again, more than anything.

For the first time in his short existence, he wanted to leave the Organization.

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A/N: This was a lot of fun to write. I really should lean into my horror instincts more. What's funny is that I get scared so easily watching or reading horror, but I enjoy writing it (though that doesn't stop me from freaking myself out sometimes lol).

A big thank you to Liv for reading this over, and thank you for reading!

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Behind the Crumbling Mask

In which Naminé adopts Ava's memories and gets brainwashed to side with the Foretellers and attack the Guardians.

Here's my contribution to rokunami week! (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡ Totally not trying to use this as an excuse to fulfill one of my favorite headcanons nope not at all

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You Shouldn't Have Done That

RokuNami Week Day 5 - Pranks

Crossover with the Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask

Summary: In a tender memory, a young Roxas and Naminé play a mischievous prank during the annual Carnival of Time.

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In Another Universe

“ROXAS, I DON’T KNOW ABOUT THIS.”

A little girl with blonde hair tied in two braids, wearing a cute white dress with blue sandals, nervously shifted in place. Her blue eyes shone with worry, and yet she couldn’t deny the little thrill of excitement at what her best friend was planning. 

The boy, Roxas, simply grinned at the girl playfully. Wearing a simple outfit of a white jacket and black pants along with black shoes, in his hands he held two masks. 

One of the masks was too terrifying for Naminé to even look at for more than a few seconds. It was shaped like a heart, with four spikes coming from both sides, two spikes coming from the top, and a pair of bulging red eyes. 

The other mask looked more like a Terminan with white hair, what seems to be a cut off blue hat, black eye sockets and markings of red and blue on the cheeks and forehead.     

“C’mon Nami, it’s just a prank for Anju and Kafei. I still need to get back at her for setting those cuccos on me,“ just remembering Anju’s laughter while he ran away from the angry cuccos was enough for Roxas to smile evilly. 

This would teach her to not mess with him, Clock Town’s resident prank master. No one outdid him when it came to pranks.

Naminé crossed her arms, staring at him with a raised eyebrow, “then why are you involving Kafei in this?” 

To her understanding, Kafei hadn’t done anything to have the unfortunate wrath of Roxas’ pranks fall upon him. 

“Because, when the cuccos were chasing after me, all Kafei did was laugh along with Anju. He might as well have been an accomplice.” 

Ready to get the prank started, Roxas thrust the mask of the Terminan person to her. “Luckily, the Happy Mask Salesman let me borrow these masks from him. Once the prank is done, I’ll just give them back to him.” 

Naminé still wasn’t totally sold on pranking Anju and Kafei, today was the Carnival of Time after all, but she also wasn’t going to let Roxas do this by himself. 

They had made a promise to spend every day together, and this was no exception.

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Finding Anju and Kafei had been easy. At the start of the Carnival of Time, the four would meet up inside the secret passage of East Clock Town that led to the observatory, where the four would hold secret meetings from time to time. 

There, they hangout until it was time for the carnival to truly begin, and the adults would come around looking for them to spend the night together. 

It was their secret place, even if it was damp and filled with critters. 

At the last minute, however, Naminé told Anju that she and Roxas wouldn’t be showing up at the secret place because their parents were holding them up. Anju and Kafei could meet up if they wanted at the secret place, which both Roxas and Naminé knew the two would do.   

They made sure to get to the secret passage before Anju and Kafei, in order to scare them as the prank required. 

The two had changed into different outfits; Naminé wore a white tunic with black pants, brown boots and tied her hair up in order to stuff it into a blue pointy hat she found in her closet.

Roxas on the other hand, disguised himself with a red cloak and green pants, complete with red wooden shoes and a red straw hat that covered his hair. 

Silently shaking with giggles, the two mischievous children stood in their places and waited for Anju and Kafei to arrive.

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“I wonder what emergency Roxas and Naminé’s parents had,” Anju wondered while walking inside the secret place. 

As always, the passage was damp and humid, the smell causing her nose to scrunch up in displeasure. While the scent left much to be desired, this was their secret place and Anju wouldn’t stop coming just because she didn’t like how it smelled. 

“I don’t know but I hope everything’s okay,” Kafei looked a bit worried, always the softer one along with Naminé. Unlike Anju and Roxas, who were more adventurous, Kafei and Naminé tended to hover worriedly over their more extroverted other halves. 

“By the way, doesn’t it feel more… quiet than usual?”

Kafei could feel his heart beginning to pick up, not used to how silent it felt in the secret passage. Since it was only him and Anju, the absence of Roxas and Naminé was keenly felt. 

“Don’t worry so much, since it’s just us here, of course it’ll feel quieter than usual.” 

Anju waved away his concerns, focusing on jumping the platforms in order to cross the water-filled pathway. 

The two turned to the left and walked towards where the staircase awaited, intending to go to the observatory in order to use Professor Shikashi’s giant telescope. 

Looking around as he felt like something had been watching him, Kafei bumped into Anju, who had frozen at the entrance. 

“Huh? Are you okay An–”

While looking around her to see what had frozen her, Kafei’s heart picked up at lightning speed as he took in the situation. 

Sitting down on top of the entrance to the observatory, wearing the most terrifying mask Kafei had ever seen before, had to be some sort of malicious spirit. 

Anju’s courageous attitude was nowhere to be seen as her mouth opened and closed in terror, her hands beginning to shake. For his part, Kafei was clutching Anju’s hand painfully, his face devoid of color and his eyes bulging.

The spirit giggled eerily, like a child, it’s voice high-pitched and grating. 

“You’ve met with a terrible fate, haven’t you?”

That sentence awakened a primal fear in Anju, who couldn’t even find her voice to speak, instead choosing to turn around and drag Kafei away from this place. 

To her horror, another malicious spirit awaited them, where the lit up torch stood. Where once that torch would’ve brought a feeling of safety for lighting the way to the observatory, the fire only added to the creepiness of the new spirit. 

White, blank eyes, red and white markings, and what seemed to be some sort of weapon on it’s back. 

At this point, Kafei and Anju were shaking, they had never felt such fear like this before. They should’ve never gone to the secret place. 

“Let’s play something. Let’s play good guys against bad guys. Are you ready? You’re the bad guy. And when you’re bad, you just run. That’s fine, right?”

Their screams echoed within the night, followed by Anju’s angry screech when Roxas broke character and bursted into laughter at their faces.

Naminé and Kafei spent that day watching Anju chase Roxas all over Clock Town with her shoe in her hand, ready to give him a few whacks for scaring her so badly.         

You’ve met with a terrible fate, haven’t you?

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A/N: Another crossover with Zelda! I was actually pretty stuck on what to do with this prompt, the creative juices just weren't flowing 😔. But then I remembered the Happy Mask Salesman and his masks and I knew where I wanted this fic to go! Roxas is indeed a mischievous little bugger, and rest assured that Anju chewed him out for his prank.

There's angry cuccos chasing after you and then there's dressing up with a creepy mask and scaring the daylights out of someone 😭. Kafei had nightmares for months because of this prank, much to Naminé's shame. As always, happy @rokunamiweek of 2025 everyone!

This work is now available in AO3!

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[ID: khux sprite edits of Roxas and Naminé in Wonderland dressed as Terence and Tinker Bell. They are sitting on a large leaf happily together. End ID]

Rokunami Week Day 7: Couples Costumes

my favorite disney outfits for these two 🩷