I realize I never came back to share my soriku fics here too! so I’m making a big post for all of them! :D
All fics are rated T, nothing overly explicit, and fic contents range from fluff to angst to crossover to a brief little fankid AU!
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Prompt list was created by @sorikufanevents thank you for hosting an amazing soriku week! 💜💜💜
- Day 1 - Unforgettable Memory
- Day 2 - An Oath To You
- Day 3 - Rage and Care
- Day 4 - New Promises
- Day 5 - Sky, Land, and Night
- Day 6 - Loving You Always
- Day 7 - Hollows and Hearts
I hope you enjoy them all and thank you for a great soriku week!
Riku looks up at him and smiles. He likes Terra. Not just because they shared a moment so poignant that it shaped Riku’s future, but because Terra is a kind, steady presence in his life.
“You okay?” Terra asks.
But most of all, Riku feels like he can let his guard down. He nods, his throat feeling thick with emotion he can’t quite place.
“Yeah,” Riku says.
“Sora was worried about you,” Terra says. “May I?” He gestures to the overturned crate across from the one Riku is sitting on. “He said this is your favorite hiding spot.”
Riku nods and Terra sits down, the door shutting slowly behind him. Once it closes, only the light from underneath cuts through the darkness. It’s enough that they see each other.
“Are you?” Terra asks.
“Huh?” Riku replies.
“Hiding from something?” Terra moves a bit so he’s more comfortable.
From everything, Riku wants to say. From expectations, from my innate drive to keep going and going, a dozen other things and some he would never dare say out loud.
“I asked Sora why he didn’t look for you,” Terra says. “He seems to think you might be mad at him. Another year wasted on me, he said. Did you and Sora argue?”
Riku shakes his head. “No, I just…” he says. “I may have been avoiding him a little.”
Terra lets the words settle in the room for a while. It floats in the air like dust motes, catching whatever light is left in the room.
“I like sitting in dark places, too,” Terra says. “You’d think after years of being trapped in darkness I’d hate it. But it feels… comforting.” He runs his hands over the top of his legs. “Guess I learned to love my chains.”
“I felt like a monster,” Riku says. “Or a Heartless. But now it just feels nice… kinda quiet and almost peaceful. It makes stepping into the light feel even better.”
“Perfect balance,” Terra says. “You’re a wiser man than anyone who ever tried to teach me anything, Riku.”
Riku shifts and smiles. “Except for Aqua and Ven,” he says.
Terra nods. “They’re always my exception to everything,” he says in a fond tone.
Another silence falls.
When Terra chooses to speak again he does so carefully. “I know how you feel,” he says. “About yourself. And Sora.”
Riku’s demeanor changes, his back slightly straighter.
“You don’t have to say anything,” Terra says. “Or admit anything. I’m not going to push you to do anything. But I know you haven’t stood still for a moment since you left your home. I know despite how strong you are and how brave you’ve been, that you’re tired.”
Terra looks away from him, when Riku puts a hand on his own face. “I know you’re frustrated, and that maybe you think you don’t deserve to want the things you do.”
“I just want you to know that you deserve good things,” he says. “You deserve to be a happy young man in the prime of his life. Don’t give up on that.”
Riku inhales sharply, leans back and nods. “I didn’t waste anything,” he says. “Not for him.”
Terra places his hand on Riku’s shoulder and stands. “Tell him that, when you’re ready,” he says. “I think his answer might surprise you.”
Riku looks up at him and looks every bit the young man he is. When he nods again, Terra puts his hand on the door.
“It’s a good hiding spot,” Terra says. “Mind if I borrow it sometimes?”
Riku laughs, a little emotion stuck in the sound. “Sure,” he says. “I don’t mind.”
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“Sorry,” Riku says, weeks later. “If you thought I was avoiding you.”
Sora shrugs against his side. He sat down beside Riku when Riku invited him in without asking. Real light doesn’t ask permission, real darkness never pushes back. Perfect balance.
“That’s okay,” Sora says. “My foot’s in a bucket.”
“Your foot is a bucket,” Riku shoots back. It takes a beat, but they both snigger.
The silence between them is so different than the one between Riku and Terra. It’s lighter, and there’s electricity.
“I know sometimes you need some space,” Sora says. “You’ve always been like that. I don’t mind!”
Riku imagines how he couldn’t have fallen for Sora. It seems so impossible.
“You can tell me,” Sora says. “Even if it’s just a ‘I want to be alone now!’ thing. And if I ever do anything, you can tell me. You don’t owe me anything.”
Riku looks at him. His blue eyes, his spiky hair, his eyebrows, one just a little higher than the other. The way his mouth always looks like it wants to smile.
“And you could never be a waste of time,” Riku says. There’s a moment and then relief seems to wash over Sora’s face.
“It’s a good hiding spot,” Sora says, an echo of Terra that makes Riku smile.
When Sora lays his head just ever so slightly on Riku’s shoulder and lays the back of his hand against Riku’s leg. An open invitation to something he’s wanted for as long as he can remember.
Just because Riku reached out a little.
“It really is,” Riku says, lays his head ever so gently on Sora’s.
He reaches his own hand out, farther than he’s ever dared.
oh I want to write a Coffee shop AU... oh I want to write it so bad!
I'm thinking a little artisan book/Coffee shop in Radient Gardens. its family owned. Sora is working there because he likes the quiet and the smell, and hes actually really good at making coffee.
I don't like "its the only job that was going" tropes. I want soft Sora in a flannel shirt and comfy jeans; tea towel slung over his shoulder and a little apron on. I want Riku in glasses and a comfy hoodie coming in to hide from the noise outside. I want Sora coming round the corner of the stacks to offer Riku a comfy chair and a coffee. I want Riku blushingly embarrased at being caught halled up in the corner with a book he's been looking for, for weeks.
I need soft autumnal folk music playing softly in the background. The smell of ground coffee and baking cinnomon on the air. I need them to be the only people in the shop that day. I need them to just be content to exisist in each others space.
I'm imagining Riku coming back the next day with his masters work and just sitting in the same chair doing his work. I'm seeing Sora getting concerned that all he's seen Riku ingest in the past two days is Coffee, so he slips away from the counter in a queit moment to ask him if he would like anything to eat. And Riku denies needing to eat, but sora can see that his hands are shaking with how much Caffine he's had without anything on his stomach. So Sora makes him a sandwich.
I'm imagining Riku is a Masters student who is terrible at taking care of himself. Like, legitimatly aweful. How he hasn't died or at least been hospitalised yet is anyones guess.
I'm imaginging Riku coming in every day for weeks. I'm imaginging one day someone else turns up with him. An older man with chesnut brown hair, who is has a bag full of ancient language texts.
I'm imaginging Terra coming over to get a refill on their Coffees and thanking Sora for getting riku to eat regularly.
Thats how Sora learns that Terra is not (as he'd thought) Riku's professor, he's his adoptive Father. He learns that Riku got his love of archeology and ancient langugase from Terra and that was how they met; when Riku's school came to the museum where Terra worked at the time.
He learns the sweet story of how Riku was so fasinated by what Terra did that he used to sneak in to the ancients exibit every week until Terra noticed he was there. He also learns that Riku is incredibly awkward and will simply visit the same spot every day in the hopes that the person he likes will make the first move.
Sora is incredibly charmed by the fact that it turns out that Riku has been crushing on him for weeks and Terra had just had to meet the barista who had been keeping his son from starving to death.
I desperatly want Sora to use his lunch hour to eat with Riku after that and listen to him rant about his favorite ancient societies. He understands less than half of it but he likes watching Riku's eyes light up when he talks.
I just need soft Coffee shop AU vibes. no pain, no sorrow, just good old fashioned falling in love over books and lattes.
| Written for A Picture's Worth 1000 Words' December Prompt |
Rating: G
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Relationship: Riku/Sora
Characters: Sora | Riku
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence | Fluff | Established Relationship | Snow | Gift Giving | Marriage Proposal | Short One Shot | 1000 Words Challenge
Words: 1,000
Chapters: 1/1
Summary: At the end of the year, Sora meets up with Riku to exchange their gifts for each other.
It just so happens that this year, Riku actually has two gifts for Sora.
I drew Riku in order to celebrate the posting of my first chapter of my Soriku fanfic! This is my first fanfic ever, so I'm hoping it's okay and that I tagged it properly!! It takes place post KH3 in Quadratum, and I've got Dream Eater!Riku and Sora doesn't remember Riku, oof... and Strelitzia has a girlfriend and yeah. Come have a fun time - lots of fluff and pining to come!
