thanks for getting me kicked to the couch. :/
how's this MY fault?!?!?!??! YOU said you weren't gonna back me up, so I think you had it coming
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thanks for getting me kicked to the couch. :/
how's this MY fault?!?!?!??! YOU said you weren't gonna back me up, so I think you had it coming
it’s a hilarious sight. sora’s not sure what it was about a skateboard that made everyone get so nervous to stand on it, but seeing the slight tremble in his legs already made sora thankful that he agreed to do this. he’s offered @solears constant words of encouragement but the taunt is unspoken behind his smile; this was something sora wouldn’t be so quick to forget. ❛ your legs can’t be so stiff, or else you’re really going to fall. you gotta relax! there’s nothing scary about falling, anyways. ❜ / ( starter call. )
a letter from @solears that reads " can you memorize. "
he considers the question for a moment, truly sinking into the thought. could he memorize? there's no arguing the absolute splatter that's become of the memories within his head / an amalgamation of experiences and colors that have become too intertwined for anyone to ever really separate. sunsets and starry skies clash within the heart, the taste of sea salt turning acidic from centuries of grief. there was too much that could be said, a question too loaded for someone as fractured as sora — and lea probably knew that, too! ❛ sometimes, on a good day! ❜ best to offer a half - honest answer with a carefree shrug of the shoulders than a true dive into the heart! ❛ but even then, it's a pretty big maybe. ❜
this one's a weird one, huh?? his wavelength is weird: closer to that of the rg, but tuned up just enough to be conspicuous to someone who has to make a conscious decision to tune his own frequency down.
kariya considers the possibility of the stranger being from a higher plane entirely, but something about that doesn't settle quite right. "yo," he greets, lollipop in hand. tuned in as he is to the frequency of the rg, his wings are invisible — at the moment, he looks just like any other guy in the hustle and bustle of shibuya around them.
"you're lookin' a little lost there, man. need help finding somethin'??"
@solears
❛ d'you think it's too early for ice cream? ❜
kairi was fairly certain that she already knew the answer–––– it was never a bad time for ice cream. especially not after a patrol, no matter how early in the day they had ended. she knew, no matter what, she would stop by scrooge's ice cream stand on the way home. she only really asked to see if lea would be joining her on her quest for something sweet.
❛ we worked pretty hard today, you know? ❜
an excuse for ice cream or not, that was the truth. even with the defense system, it seemed as though a record number of heartless had slipped through the gates. taking care of them had fallen to lea & kairi, & they'd done very well if she did say so herself.
❛ i think we deserve it, no matter what time it is. ❜
( starter call! | @solears)
@solears ⚡ asked: “ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”
Larxene tilted her head to the side, her eyes carefully studying his expression in an attempt to uncover his angle. He had to have one, she sincerely doubted he was here to become best friends who share gossip. “ Well, sure, ” she replied noncommittedly. “ Why ??? What’s yours ??? You’re going to BRING IT UP and just not tell me ??? ” AKA stay away from my secrets.
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axel being the only one to return from castle oblivion never quite settles. that truth sits dislocated like a floating rib. it's a bitter taste on the back of luxord's tongue.
the most infuriating part is that he can't even ask about it. what happened doesn't matter, least of all to someone of his rank. and it doesn't matter, not really—he can't feel, so it shouldn't matter. and yet, somehow, this place feels even duller than it did prior. it's empty. it's quiet.
and time ticks on nonetheless.
" five out of six, " he says, something in his tone restrained and clipped. " it's nice at least one of you made it back to us. "
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“ Why do they want YOU to go to Castle Oblivion with us ??? ” Larxene didn’t conceal her contempt for the arrangement AT ALL. She had a creeping suspicion in the back of her mind why; but asking the specific question of why THE FAMED SNITCH was coming along wasn’t bright.