unyielding light

"if there is something in there—inside us—then we'd feel it, wouldn't we?"

[cronks-art]

TWO?!?!

[unyielding-light]

Staaaaares at Roxas. Not that it’s easy to tell what his expression is with that helmet he always wears…

Of course Roxas knows who the masked boy is. There's no telling why they approached him, here, of all places. "What do you want?"

[unyielding-light]

Steals ur ice cream

The blond licked his lips, grinning ear to eat at the biggest bar of ice cream he'd ever held. A crowd did gather at this worthy accomplishment, as Roxas won the last Winning Stick, and his prize? A bigger bar of ice cream!

He was about to lean in, take a small bite out of it-- and that's when tragedy struck. Some uncivilized jerk snatched it from his very own hands! The culprit rode his keyblade near the crowd, their face clearly shown. They dared to tease Roxas and got a taste of the large ice cream in their hand.

This meant war.

"Ventus?" Roxas asks, brows furrowing and anger rising from his stolen goods. The crowd gasps, looking between the two identical boys. "That's mine!" The poor victim points to the other still teasing him. Thus begins a chase with Roxas using his own abilities to catch @deviumgale!

"I'll show you! You're gonna regret it!"

[unyielding-light]

Sweet Memories

"So.. what do you think?"

Roxas teases @deviumgale, biting into into his own ice cream bar. Roxas was sitting at the edge of the tower, watching his friend take the scenery in. The two were atop the clock tower, a place extremely precious to Roxas. Ventus had been wanting to see what the buzz surrounding this was and, well, here they were!

[deviumgale]

The tower itself was a comfy enough place; the stone, which had been under the sun all day, made it warm, and the view of everything below quelled the always-buzzing itch under his skin. So, comfy.

What made Ven think a little longer was Roxas.

With his feet on the wind and sitting atop the stone rail, Roxas looked more at ease than anywhere else Ven had ever seen; the few lines that he kept always sharp on his face now mellowed into a softer countenance. It was the look of someone at home.

(He'd seen Terra like that, once, when Ven still shied away from imposing at the breakfast table with everyone else. When he didn't know what to do with all the comfort everyone gave him. Terra leaned over the counter, just... Watching as Aqua and Master Eraqus talked. He looked happy, even though he was just... There.)

The memory made him smile, chest light and feeling like his heart swelled twice the size. "You might have been right this time," he pretended to be reluctant about it, if only for the banter.

"I think I get why you like it so much here."

[unyielding-light]

Roxas happily chipped away at his ice cream. The sun was a beautiful hue of red-orange that slowly descended across the sky. Birds were flying in their usual groups, and they could see the townspeople of Twilight Town roaming around as little blobs of white.

The clock behind them ticked, preparing to announce the beginning of a new hour soon. Roxas felt at peace with the warmth basking over them. He was in good company.

"This time?" Roxas leaned over and shoved the keyblade knight aside for his surprising admission of being wrong! A smile tucking at the corner of Roxas's lips. "I told you to give it a try, didn't I?"

After a small pause, he continues. "This is where Axel, Xion and I came everyday after work, back when we were in the Organization." Now it was Roxas' turn to stares off into the bright void, the last of his ice cream dripping from a winning stick. His eyes downcast, and his voice drops in concern. "I wonder where they are now."

[unyielding-light]

Sweet Memories

"So.. what do you think?"

Roxas teases @deviumgale, biting into into his own ice cream bar. Roxas was sitting at the edge of the tower, watching his friend take the scenery in. The two were atop the clock tower, a place extremely precious to Roxas. Ventus had been wanting to see what the buzz surrounding this was and, well, here they were!

[unyielding-light]

Throws a rock at you.

"Huh?" The rock nearly hits him. If he hadn't been so distracted by his hobby of watching others - more interesting bystanders - it would have landed too. Unamused, Roxas looks at the ground where it landed, wondering what made that loud thump. His eyes narrow at the people he was once watching. There didn't appear to be other objects hurled him. This taller man stood out from the rest, who for some reason, targeted Roxas.

"Looks like you missed."

[inaho-dakkoku]

[unyielding-light]

:// Casually revives this blog. Indie Roxas Account looking for new friends to write with! Willing to write most things with any fandom. Minors DNI. Mun is 21+.

[deviumgale-deactivated20230526]

-throws pillow @unyielding-light​

Roku 

[unyielding-light]

Huh? [ catches and tosses pillow back] Did you get any information out of them? What’d they say?

[deviumgale-deactivated20230526]

“Is that–are you…?”

Clad in armor, Ven took one step toward the hooded figure in front of him. There was something awfully familiar about their silhouette, it looked like…

“Hey, don’t move.” he said in the most reassuring way he could muster; voice soft, slow, and a little cautious, the same way he’d tell someone a bug was in their shoulder. Just as he came near the figure, Ven quickly pushed their hood down and stepped away just as fast, juust in case.

“I knew it! It’s you!” Ven grinned from ear to ear, laughing as they realized @unyielding-light​ couldn’t see him behind their headpiece.

 “Sorry, here. This is what I mean.” He took his helmet off, windswept hair sticking every which way now freed from the sealed confines of the armor. Roxas’ bedhead off the hood wasn’t much better.

“We sorta have the same issue with hoodies, so.”

[unyielding-light]

     “Huh? What?” He took a step back, arm brought up to keep the stranger at a distance. It was sudden, the way the other had appeared and spoken to him in a voice like to his own -  twisted in a cheerful, uplifting sort of way. 

     “Why are you-” Roxas blinked at the simple instruction. The wavering confused voice he began to question with rapidly settled in amusement. Though initially one to get irritated by unwelcomed familiarity, he had heard a certain knight was around this part of the world. Off to save some princess and beat some darkness, most likely. Roxas returned to his full height, arms down at his sides. There was only one person this could be. Though he may have only seen it happen twice, there was no mistaking it.

     “‘course it’s me. Who else would it be? Axel?“ He insisted, adding a smile of his own. The hood fell behind his head while he waited in anticipation for the other to reveal themselves. Low and behold, a face similar to his own emerged from the helmet. 

“It’s Ven, right?”  

“No use trying to fight it.” A hand comes up to his spikes, addressing the eternal issue of their spiky hair. After a moment’s worth of reintroductions, Roxas inquired on Ven’s visit. “So what brings you here? Not having a hard time with the Heartless, are you?”

[unyielding-light]

Ven waved the lovely picture he was showing off to Roku from his spot sitting on the floor. “I am!” he agreed with a cheeky grin, and in a swing of lighthearted humor, stuck his tongue out.

What you gonna do ‘bout it, huh?

     “I could say it’s you.” 

     Without warning he attempts to take possession of the photograph. Roxas pressed a cold hand to the other’s face and shoulder to prevent some mobility. He tried his best to counter Ven’s harmless defenses, but the smile on his face betrayed his lack of determination for it all. Still, Roxas demanded victory, “Ngh-- Hey! Hand it over!” 

[unyielding-light]

     Roxas rolls his eyes, sighing at @deviumgale​ and his poor attempt at blackmail. “And they say you’re the nice one.” 

[unyielding-light]

     Since this blog will no longer be affiliated with a group, it will become an independent Roxas roleplay blog. That being said, if anyone wants to interact please give this post a like and I’ll check your blog out!

[osamudiezai]

Dazai is accosted by two blonde teenagers, who are very similar in appearances. Twins?

No, nevermind that. ‘Dad?’

“Huh?”

[unyielding-light]

     “That’s your name isn’t it? It's what they told us to call you. ”                 Spares  @deviumgale​ a glance.

      Roxas lowered his hood, protection from the rain no longer needed now that they were temporarly safe inside the building. He explained to the strange man that they received instruction from another citizen on receiving help. This person directed Roxas and Ven to this part of the city and here they were, calling @osamudiezai​ out by name. “They said to come to you if we had any questions. Said you were some sort of policeman, or something. ”

[unyielding-light]

     Hello everyone!! 

     I’m back with a second character. Roxas has been a dear old muse of mine and I’m happy to bring him back after so long. A fun hc I have of this guy is that if his memories weren’t based off Sora’s he would probably only know how to read due to the memories implanted in him. Otherwise he would not do well in a job that requires basic math or reading skills, aha.

    I plan to fix a few things on this blog and will continue to follow everyone in the group. If you would like to interact with Roxas please give this post a like! I’ll toss a starter your way within the next few days or reach out to get an idea going. capping at 3!

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