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vanitys-vessel liked for a starter but tumblr’s being a butt and won’t let me mention you
“Sooo… one of the locals throws you off-world and you’re still chosen, but I get benched before I even get a chance to do anything. So unfair.” Not that he minded, especially now that Vexen had given him his super top secret mission. But he had appearances to keep up.
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Care? No, that wasn’t the right word for it. It’s hard to care for someone who was so cruel and terrible. Someone who helped bring ruin to everything she loved and held dear. Still, with the knowledge she had now of what Vanitas was to her friend, it did stir something she wasn’t expecting. “No... But I do sympathize.”
Sleep was hard to come by, even after so much time back in the Realm of Light. She simply couldn’t stay in bed for long anymore.
It’s odd, seeing him like this. She was so certain that she’d never see him again, yet he re-materializes before her very eyes. "So... You’ll just keep coming back like this?” Though she kept her distance from him, he didn’t seem like much of a threat in this state either.
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“No, no, no...” Vanitas said with a sigh as he threw up his hands into the air with frustration. “That’s not how this is supposed to work, Vanitas.” He reaches up and taps on the glass again. “I ‘initiate’ the conflict, right? Annoying you, that’s step one. Then, you respond with a threat, an insult or a shove. I shove you back. Then we beat each other up.”
He was obviously being sarcastic but was still somewhat disappointed. “What’s wrong with you? Feeling nice today?” He asks as he casually takes off his helm.
@vanitys-vessel liked to get Tya into trouble.
A small stack of books pressed to her chest as she furrowed a brow, glaring skeptically at the stranger. While she wanted to point out the fact that he didn't look like a reader, she had already been scolded once or twice for implying stupidity to "clientele" and as such elected to go a more passive aggressive route: "Is there something you need?"
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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ♣ = discovering them crying .
The nightmares come and go, but were still far too frequent. When they kept her up, the only thing that helped is to take a walk, alone. But tonight? It was too much. Even the fresh air would not keep the tears from streaking down her face.
The Keyblade Master felt so pathetic. Sitting outside, sobbing audibly to herself. But sometimes you need to let it out in order to heal. As long as she wasn’t dragging Terra or Ventus into it, then it was fine.
Footsteps, however, caused her to gasp, and swing her head around to see who had found her like this. She was sure one of her friends had noticed her absence and followed her out.
Instead she was met with raven hair and golden eyes, staring down at her.
Of all people to find her with tears in her eyes... Swallowing hard, she rushed to brush away the evidence on her face and look away from him. He’d already seen it. She knew that. But she didn’t want to admit that he’d caught her in such a vulnerable moment.
“What do you want?”
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“I’m not lying to you.” Xion muttered, placing a hand on her chest. She was wearing her hood because of the rain that was currently falling, but one could easily see her piercing azure eyes and they hid no secrets. “I don’t know much about you, Vanitas. But I do know that everyone has treated you like an object. Something to beat. An obstacle. A nuisance. And that’s something I relate to more than anything else in the world.”
She removed her hood, not caring if her hair got wet.
“After all. Up until recently, I was nothing more than a puppet. A tool to be used by others. And . . . I can understand why you acted like you did. Why you lashed out against the world around you. Negative emotions . . . aren’t evil emotions, Vanitas. To me.”
She looked him dead in the eyes.
“All you want is for someone to tell you that you matter.”
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he didn’t even reblog the meme
but this means war
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Taking care to make each step silent, eyeing his prey as his lips pull into an excited grin. It takes him two steps to get behind the smaller girl before wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Chuckle rumbling in his throat as he brings his mouth close to her ear. "Did you miss me?"
Unsuspecting child of two worlds hums softly to herself a song the predator of sorts has taught her, staring off into her own little space.
He comes behind her, hugging her shoulders, and her body initially goes on alert. Lips part, baring softest points of fangs far more rounded than her counterpart and guardians’.
“I always miss you.” She breathes upon recognizing his voice, his scent, twisting in his grip to face him and wrap her own slender arms around his waist, hugging comfortingly. “You know that.”
