in search of the truth

selective roxas from kingdom hearts. discovered by lilium.

[wayfaringnobody]

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🐝  *  ―  𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑪 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  you've been my best friend for years, what made you think it would change now?  ❜ ❛  i'm always here for you if you need me.  ❜ ❛  well, that's what friends are for.  ❜ ❛  remember, i'm always just one call away.  ❜ ❛  how long have we known each other now? i know you better than you know yourself.  ❜ ❛  you're an idiot most of the time, but you're my idiot.  ❜ ❛  do you want to come over and watch movies tonight? i could use some company.  ❜ ❛  you always know how to cheer me up.  ❜ ❛  i made you your favorite food.  ❜ ❛  i know it's 2 a.m. but i really need someone to talk to. are you awake?  ❜ ❛  remember when we used to build blanket forts? let's do it again.  ❜ ❛  please come to this family dinner with me. my family already loves you and i need some neutral person there with me.  ❜ ❛  here, i got you something. i saw it at the shop and it reminded me of you.  ❜ ❛  do you remember that promise we made to each other when we were kids?  ❜ ❛  i'm so grateful to have you in my life. you mean the world to me.  ❜ ❛  i don't need advice right now, just a friend to listen.  ❜ ❛  you're the best friend one could ever ask for.  ❜ ❛  hey, umm ... thank you for being my friend.  ❜ ❛  you don't have to go through this alone. i'm here for you.  ❜ ❛  want to grab a coffee and catch up?  ❜ ❛  we may not talk every day anymore, but i still consider you my friend.  ❜ ❛  i can stay and help you finish this if you want.  ❜ ❛  you've got this. i believe in you!  ❜ ❛  how about we plan a game night this weekend?  ❜ ❛  do you ever wonder what our lives will be like in ten years?  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you'll always have me.  ❜ ❛  you don't have to pretend with me. i like you just the way you are.  ❜ ❛  consider it ... a little friendly competition.  ❜ ❛  thank you, you always know how to make me laugh.  ❜ ❛  i can't believe how far we've come together.  ❜ ❛  just stay put, i'll be over in a minute.  ❜ ❛  i've got us tickets for that concert/movies/exhibition you wanted to go to.  ❜ ❛  how about a road trip? just like old times ...  ❜ ❛  i really appreciate you staying in my life all these years.  ❜ ❛  i don't know what i'd do without you.  ❜ ❛  you can tell me if something is bothering you.  ❜ ❛  race you to the end of the street!  ❜ ❛  bet you can't beat me at this game. i'm a pro.  ❜ ❛  i challenge you to a cooking contest. loser has to buy dinner for the next week.  ❜ ❛  you've been such a great friend, and i just wanted to say thanks.  ❜

[wayfaringnobody]

hi.....

[wayfaringnobody]

What type of villain are you?

Sportsmanlike

You may be a villain with selfish goals, but you recognize that there are rules to this back and forth between heroes and villains. You have honor. Morals. Some may call you old fashioned, but there's tradition to this whole evil business and you'll be damned if you let yourself break it. You offer hospitality to the heroes when you recognize you must, even when it gets in the way of your plans. You play dirty only when absolutely necessary. You honor your word and if you lose, it is with grace and dignity. You consider yourself classy, respectable, and while you realize you may be evil, you're not gonna let that make you an asshole.

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Send an Icon to Find my Muse:

🍺 completely drunk

🚑 bleeding in an alleyway

🔪standing behind yours with a knife

⛓tied/chained up

🌊washed up along the shore

❓ wandering the streets with no memory

✋ standing over an unmoving figure

🍽 starving

🛒 for sale

🔫 adrift in space

⚔ in the middle of a fight/battle

⚜trying to poison a high ranking official/ruler

🌩outside in a terrible storm

🚂 in the seat next to yours during traveling

🕵️‍♂️ spying on your muse

👮‍♀️ in prison

👨‍⚕️in the hospital

🛏 unconscious

🔥+ add your own!

Or: add ♻ to reverse roles!

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Ocean Vuong, from “Beautiful Short Loser.”

[Text ID: “Inside my head, the war is everywhere.”]

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR LISTENING IN / EAVESDROPPING *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

i heard everything you said.

can you make out what they're saying?

hang on. i can hear them talking in the other room.

did you hear that?

how long were you listening?

keep this between us.

you were listening in.

i didn't want you to hear that.

well. now you know the truth.

maybe if you put your ear against the door, we can hear them.

did you catch anything that was said?

i wish i could hear what they're saying.

so when were you going to tell me the truth?

that conversation was private.

how long have you been standing there?

i was going to tell you the truth eventually.

how much did you hear?

it's not polite to eavesdrop, you know.

i heard you mention my name.

what was that conversation about?

why were you hiding that from me?

why can't you just say it in front of me?

it's not the right time to tell you.

this is between us.

i heard you say my name, so i came to find out what's going on.

you can tell me the truth.

i already know what's going on.

there's no point in whispering.

it's too loud. i can't make out what they're saying.

try getting a little closer.

let me try to hear what they're saying.

wait here. i'll sneak up on them.

don't say a word.

be quiet or else they'll hear us!

did i just hear that right?

well, you heard wrong.

that's not what i said.

this is what happens when you eavesdrop.

you didn't hear everything.

you're taking things out of context.

i wasn't listening!

not a peep! you understand me?

i was just standing here, minding my own business.

i didn't hear a word.

that's not at all what i implied.

i'm not sure what i heard.

you heard that, too, right?

i don't want you listening in on any more conversations.

maybe i heard a few things here and there.

tell me what you know.

why are you whispering?

i hate it when you keep secrets from me.

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me: *entire face is red* what are u talking about i’m not embarrassed

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How Intimidating Am I?

Send 🐹 for “You? Intimidating? Hell no.”

Send 🐰 for barely intimidating

Send 🐭 for slightly intimidating

Send 🐱 for moderately intimidating

Send 🦊 for fairly intimidating

Send 🐯 for very intimidating

Send 🐻 for “MOTHER OF GOD PLEASE DON’T EAT ME–”

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send ★ to pin my muse to the wall

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@wayfaringnobody asked: 🎲 ( @ vanitas good luck ) 16. A kiss in the rain.

~ Vanitas ~

It never rained in the Graveyard.

It was always the harsh, angry sun and bitter, windswept plains. Or the cold, unforgiving moon and howling gusts that sucked the breath out of your lungs. The ground there was dry and hard and lifeless. It was all rock and brown dust that clogged the throat and choked the mind raw. Tornadoes threw the cloying dirt around and whipped rocks and sharp stones into your body, punishing you for just existing in that world of death and decay. The rusting Keyblades didn't even shine beneath the sun; they were as dead as their former wielders. It never rained in the Graveyard.

It was never anything but empty, hot winds and empty skies. It was a land void of feelings, of life, of love. There was only hatred being screamed into its constant gale. It never rained in the Graveyard and the first drop that fell from the heavens and landed upon his cheek, gave Vanitas pause. He and Roxas were on a mission, they'd just cleared a pack of Heartless when it happened. When the cool droplet fell on his face. Reaching up with his freehand, he touched the moisture. Drawing his hand back, he looked down at it, seeing the wetness on his finger tip. Where had it come from? He wasn't crying. Confusion crossed his face as he started feeling more gentle drops, and hand still held out, he looked up, blinking as a few drops fell into his eyes. It was raining.

He was feeling the rain upon his skin. There was no wind and the sky was a cloudy grey. He had no helmet or dark armour on, just the soft clothes that had been given to him. He could feel the raindrops, coming faster now, falling on his body and dampening his clothes. A short distance from himself, Roxas banished his Keyblades and pulled his hood up over his head. And Vanitas looked into the sky. It never rained in the Graveyard and anytime he was off world and had gotten rained on, he was always wearing his mask and his armour. He'd never felt the rain on his skin before. Never felt its cool touch or the way it ran down his face and neck. He'd never seen it drip off his Keyblade or hands. He'd never watched the grass dance underneath it, never really listened to its soft sound around him. Roxas was looking at him expectantly. They needed to get a move on.

But it was raining.

And Vanitas had never felt the rain.

His Keyblade disappeared and still, Vanitas stood there, hand out, catching raindrops. The rain grew harder, falling straight down in silver sheets and Roxas was staring at him now, confusion on his face, but Vanitas didn't move. He watched the rain fall around them, as if seeing it for the first time. He was wet, his hair clinging to his head, his clothes hugging his body. Roxas walked closer, a tentative, concerned hand reaching towards him. The Nobody asked if he was hurt. And something inside of Vanitas throbbed. His brows knit together and he looked down at his palm and at the water collecting there. “This is... What rain, feels like?” He asked, raising his head towards the sky again, letting the rain fall on his face. It was like being touched for the first time, not in anger or in hate, but with something soft and gentle.

There was something new in Roxas' gaze.

And then the Nobody's hand was resting in his.

Vanitas looked at it in quiet as the rain fell around them.

His fingers curled into Roxas'. And there was a moment shared between them, one that no one else could understand. A moment of understanding and shared loneliness and pain.

Lifting his gaze from their hands, Vanitas looked at Roxas.

It never rained in the Graveyard. Drawing the Nobody's hand up, he kissed his bruised knuckles with chapped lips, made wet by the rain. And he'd never felt the rain before.

[wayfaringnobody]

Roxas had been sent on another mission with Vanitas. He was sure Yen Sid was doing this on purpose - would force the two of them together until they could work like a well-oiled machine. He thinks that Yen Sid is hungry for the underlying power that the two of them hold, though he'd never voice that suspicion aloud. He'd likely get shot down, and called paranoid, but he can't help but feel distrustful.

After all, he's seen from memories that are not his own how neglectful Yen Sid can be to mention information if it furthers his own cause. Aside from that, Roxas has been sought after by many people, so why would he think of the retired Master any differently?

They do work well together, and he doesn't know if he's happy about that or not. Of course, their teamwork could be improved upon, but he and Vanitas are at least... amicable, now. They've come to an understanding. Roxas no longer feels scared just by being in his presence.

He does, however, flinch at the sudden feeling of something hitting his skin, a hand coming to cover the area before he realizes what it is, sighing at himself for reacting in such a way. He wipes the rain from his cheek, pulling his hood up to cover his face. Hopefully, it was just a bit of a light, passing thing. He'd rather not have to complete this mission with his clothes soaked through.

The Nobody turns to look toward Vanitas, intending to ask him if he knew where they needed to go next, but paused when he found the other simply staring up at the sky, seemingly mesmerized by it. Roxas was puzzled by the behavior, and it only grew to concern as the rain came down more aggressively, becoming a steady storm.

Roxas moved closer, raising a hand and waving it in an attempt to get Vanitas's attention, to draw his gaze from where it was locked onto the sky above. "Are you alright? Did you get hurt?" He asked, squinting as the rain began to drip down his face, having soaked through his hood.

The question he's met with causes something in the boy to still, understanding forming in his expression. He couldn't believe he hadn't recognized it. Well, he'd gone about it differently, but he still remembered the first time he'd been brought to a world with snow. He'd held it in his hands, tasted it, built with it. It had been surreal. For the first time in a very long time, Roxas had not been a keyblade wielder, nor a Nobody, nor a Guardian of Light. He had been a boy, seeing snow for the very first time.

He reaches out, gently placing a hand on Vanitas's. "It's nice, isn't it?" Roxas asks, quietly, but sincerely, holding the other's hand as the two of them stand in the rain. He's surprised by the kiss pressed against his knuckles, but he doesn't draw away. Instead, he only smiles; a small, sad thing. "Do you wanna stay here a little longer?"

[wayfaringnobody]

what colour is your love language?

Lavender

Key words: pure, affectionate, innocent. Your love is the love of childhood crushes, secrets told in the dark between two best friends and long car trips with your favourite sibling. You're a sweet person with a soft heart and a gentle way of showing your affection. A pure, idealistic love, yours is the love of intertwined pinkies, butterfly kisses, and rubbing noses. Best matched with: Fern, Canary