#thedormantwind

[soaringmemories-blog]

Sora, we need to talk.

At the sound of Ventus’ voice, Sora’s body tensed up. He wasn’t sure if Ven knew about his plan, but he still turned and faced him with a slight smile on his lips. “Hey, Ven. What’s up?” 

[vcidgear]

"You're pretty and I'm cute. Together we'd be Pretty Cute!"

“That was terrible, Ventus.”

[darkestkye]

“ I'm scared. ”

“Good, allow that fear to fuel your desire to survive. Use that fear to fuel your aggression. Do not let your fear weaken you, let it empower you, grow beyond your fear!”

[such-as-hearts]

@thedormantwind

"Ventuuus! C'mon, you slept long enough in Castle Oblivion!"

Sora complained as he bounced around on Ventus' bed while the other snoozed.

[vcidgear]

[text] Not sure if I took a nap or went to another dimension

[text: Ventus] What happened this time? Do I even want to know.

[vcidgear]

Coffee, a black cat (You know which one) and lemon cake

Double, double toil and trouble;  Fire burn, and caldron bubble. What three things would you use to summon my Muse?

Picks up Kiara, who immediately started purring and headbutting his chin. “In summoning me, you just described a cat café.”

[vcidgear]

Ventus had been waiting for him to come to bed for a some time now, watching TV while Vanitas was busy doing something on his computer. He had called him a few times already but after not getting an answer Ventus imagined what Vanitas was truly doing. He got up and walked into their office, shaking his head and seeing Vanitas asleep on the chair, laying his head on the desk. "Sweetheart..." He called for him, whispering and gently rubbing his back. "Time to go to bed..."

Vanitas had a lot of work to do. He’d had to take a few days off of work because he had a nasty flu bug, and had a lot of paperwork and requests to catch up on. Which meant he had to stay up late into the night several times during the week, stumbling sleepily to bed at around 3 or four in the morning. And sometimes he fell asleep at his desk.At the gentle touch at his back, Vanitas roused, lifting his head up off of his arms, turning to blink owlishly up at Ventus. “Huh...? What time is it?” Reaching up, Vanitas rubbed at his eyes, looking down at the mess of papers around him. “Ah fuck...” He’d messed up one of the sketches. He’d have to start over again.

[vcidgear]

👋

Send 👋 to brush hair out of my muse’s face.

Vanitas awoke to a soft touch to his head, gentle fingers brushing his dark hair away from his eyes. “Hmm...” Peeking open his eyes, he looked up to see Ventus’ face looking down at him. “Ventus...?”