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[valebatcattusmoved]

@xvxnitate

mind! these ones find strong light light light! strong strong light, sleeping badlands this way come see look at light.

The flood bounded towards Vanitas as it sent the alert, half skidding to a stop at its creators feet, before turning once more in the direction it had come from--the Keyblade Graveyard; quivering, it repeated the declaration of a strong light sleeping in the Graveyard.

Already, multiple other Unversed had taken up the call to spread word of this mysterious stranger intruding upon their creator’s space, questions and speculation filtering in and out through multiple links in their mental network.

Lumianne, meanwhile, slowly opened her eyes; it didn’t taken long at all for realization to take hold--

She’d failed.

[thewindywielder]

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“I’m glad you could come and see me, Vanitas,” The blond smiled tiredly from his bed, “Aqua hasn’t left me alone since I got sick.”

[forgottenwind-blog]

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“PAAAAOOOOPPPPPPUUUUUUUUU”

[valebatcattusmoved]

@cataegiidis || @xvxnitate

"So, you got the plan right?” Lumianne asked, double checking to be sure that Ventus understood exactly what was going on and what she had planned to do. “You’re going to just stay off to the side and let me do my thing for now. I’ll let you know if I need a hand okay?”

Her tail circled her waist, curling a little tighter as the fountains they’d been headed for came into view, the shadows skittering oddly around them. She stretched out her senses for a moment, before wrinkling her nose at the slimy-oilslick feel of the shadow creatures hiding nearby.

And then she spotted Vanitas.

“Oh for--Vanitas! Ventus, over there. I found my idiot.” She grabbed his wrist, tugging him along in her wake as she beelined for the younger boy on the fountain.

[mellinelli]

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Melli could hear the commotion from his post. Normally, he wouldn’t be bothered to move for just anything, but that was the distinct sound of Voltorb getting upset enough to explode in someone’s face. Normally, the local Pokémon didn’t bother each other too much, so it was probably a stranger. And since they weren’t normally ones to attack first, well.

As the warden for Lord Electrode, Melli found it a good idea to keep an eye on the rest of the local population. In the worst case scenario of something horrible happening to his lord, Melli needed to keep track of who would be next in line to train up.

Not that he would let such a thing happen.

When they arrived, Melli saw a stranger wielding a strange weapon against a group of Voltorb.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Why would someone fight Pokémon in such a way?

[totrainthebest]

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It had been a stressful six weeks or so since Ava had brought the squishy being to stay in her room. So much sneaking food in. So many close calls. It was getting harder to it all secret.

Not to mention the fact that the sweets seemed to be having less effect as time went on.

So, one night when she was sure everyone was asleep, she pulled out the small box from under her bed, offered a treat, and took a deep breath. “Squishsquish?” Ava thought carefully about what she had seen over the past weeks before continuing. “I think it’s time.”

[quiescentgale]

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It hurts. It hurts it hurtithurtshurtshurts please no more, he’ll listen, he’ll be good. He’ll come back, stop running away. He was disobeying, the Master had to know. He could feel it dragging at him, pulling him away from feeling solid. It was like the edge of the Master’s Keyblade was digging into him, over and over again. The harsher punishment, the blade cutting deep. He’d failed again, tried to run away, been found. He would be left hurt and bleeding and it was his fault, always his fault, he should have listened he should know better he’d been taught better he-

He hadn’t heard Ven’s voice at all, not until the light started seeping in, not until he was being held - gently, no sharp rain of blows or strikes from a sword or the sharp pain of magic. He hadn’t realized he’d been crying, he couldn’t remember crumpling to the ground. It hurts. The light helps, but the sting still echoes. He isn’t sure how to speak it. The Master… wasn’t there?

“Hurts. Thought…” He couldn’t utter the name. “Thought he was here. Punish. Disobedience, running away. Hurts.” He… didn’t feel like he was bleeding, though? What was going on?

▹ ☆  Vanitas ☆ ◃

                 ✣ 「 ヴェン」 ❦❧ ─ “.......” There’s little words the blond Keyblade Master can say... Xehanort had been a cruel man, a cruller Master, and he knew this... that ugly marred of burnt scar of a branding on his lower back, always remains, never healed from the damaged skin, the reminder of what had happened and it was real. Ventus understood ever so clear how Vanitas felt, the trauma never leaves... only overcome with time. Love, tender and healing. It was the only thing the Wind Master can do, give Vanitas plenty of light and love. Pulling the shaking raven toward him, and hugged him tight, warming and gentle light wrapped around him, soothing and caressing him. Ventus had plenty of light to spare after all.

                  “It’s okay, Vanitas. The mental trauma and physical abuse will never go away, we will always remember it. But I believe in you, like I have, you can overcome this.” Pulling away, and even holding onto Vanitas’ face, to look at him. Look at him in the eyes, gold meeting with sapphire blue. Tot he face of a much older Ventus --not the Ventus that is from this Vanitas-- love, huh.... the Master didn’t know much about love, he’d never experience true love himself, so maybe... maybe Vanitas might be able to feel the love... through this.

                                                      A   K i s s . ... a soft petal touch of a kiss, lips on lips.

            It was brief, ghostly touch enough, giving his other half a warm and loving look. “I know it hurts. But I’m here for you. You don’t have to run away anymore. I’ll be here for you.” Unlike how his own Ventus couldn’t be here for him, that one version of him died... so he’ll do it, he’ll be the one to correct the wrong. Make it all right. “I’ll protect you, Vanitas.”

[turnfromlight]

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Glowing, yellow eyes would be the first thing seen before Gail stepped out into the dim light of a main tunnel. She had heard someone running, and it was best to check it out. If it was one of the Night-Breed, they might need help; if it wasn't, they would get help towards the nearest exit. With few exceptions, they didn't take kindly to visitors. 

The person she found was not one she recognized. She started forming dark matter behind her back with one hand while she pointed with her other. "Leave now. We don't want whatever trouble you're in here."