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ƦᴏXᴀS; independent, private and selective.

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USEDMAGIC.

                     She stills and her gazes steadies upon him and she wonders what is real in a universe full of impossibilities. ( he is ) ❝It’s a nice thought —— traveling the universe. Together.❞

HER CONFIRMATION SURPRISES HIM.   IT’S   not as though he didn’t have faith in her, but rather he believed she would be more inclined to entertain the idea that they both have a duty to sora, to fulfill the reconstruction of his memory.   his gaze focuses downward, eyebrows furrowing; it can’t really a crazy idea if she is agreeing with how nice it sounds, but there’s something compressing in his chest at the thought sora might never be free.   however, he’s known nothing but anguish and despair — he’s had to watch his entire life be dismantled before his very eyes — and he longs for the opportunity to truly experience what he has.

❛   we could ...   we could try, to get out of here, to do whatever we want without people hovering over us.   just you and me.   ❜

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little starter call maybe??

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KEYBLADED.

     ❛  YAWWWWWWWWWWNNNN…. ❜

ITS 10:30AM ON A WEEKEND. a little warning would’ve sufficed, but he wouldn’t argue. lifting himself from his bed, he passes a groggy gaze over to the middle of the room. curiously enough, in the center of it all, was roxas, pressing painter’s tape against the carpet. he watches him for a moment, quietly eyeing his moments across the floor, & kicking over Sora’s belongings as he went.

& what he’s doing is painfully obvious, but sora chooses to ask nonetheless. mainly because, there’s hard evidence if roxas confesses to his crimes.

another yawn escapes,  ❛  what’s with the tape ?  ❜

HE SHOULD HAVE STARTED SOONER.   or, so be believes, anyway.

as he runs the tape across the carpet, it snaps without warning, and he exhales sharply in his frustration before pulling at the roll to continue the job.   there’s no doubt sora knows exactly what he’s doing; it wasn’t supposed to be extremely subtle in the first place.   he’s furious, and one way to quell the anger within him without throwing punches into the wall would be to set a compromise... even if said compromise was completely one-sided and nonconsensual.

once he feels he’s satisfied with his work, he rips off the used tape from the roll and pats it down onto the carpet, where the beginning of the border and the end meet. unceremoniously, he gets up from the floor and haphazardly throws the roll onto his desk in what is now going to be his side of the room.

❛   i think you know what it’s for.   ❜

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victoria here !! i’m here with another blog since i have no grasp on self-control. if you’re interested in interacting with roxas from the kingdom hearts franchise, then hopefully my blog is for you. i’ve been exploring roxas as a muse on and off for about four years now, and i’m excited to get him up and running again, and i’d love for any of you to join me. reblogs on this post would be deeply appreciated, and any likes will prompt me to take a look at your blog.

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USEDMAGIC.

             Head tilts and mouth parts and her words are almost reverent,  ❝ More times than I would like to admit. ❞

THERE’S A CERTAIN KIND OF   stillness underlining his tongue, almost as if he’s afraid to continue.

❛   imagine all the things we could do together if … we left.   ❜

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❛   do you ever just ... think about running away ?   ❜   //   usedmagic.

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