as i’m sure most of you can guess based on the promo i just reblogged, i remade xion!! this blog will just be an archive, i suppose; if you’re so inclined, please feel free to follow me on my new blog, yeah!!!
Xuebing Du
Peter Solarz
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@theartofmadeline
KIROKAZE
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blake kathryn
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Kiana Khansmith
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Love Begins
hello vonnie
Misplaced Lens Cap
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@xvaleant
as i’m sure most of you can guess based on the promo i just reblogged, i remade xion!! this blog will just be an archive, i suppose; if you’re so inclined, please feel free to follow me on my new blog, yeah!!!
as i’m sure most of you can guess based on the promo i just reblogged, i remade xion!! this blog will just be an archive, i suppose; if you’re so inclined, please feel free to follow me on my new blog, yeah!!!
as i’m sure most of you can guess based on the promo i just reblogged, i remade xion!! this blog will just be an archive, i suppose; if you’re so inclined, please feel free to follow me on my new blog, yeah!!!
as i’m sure most of you can guess based on the promo i just reblogged, i remade xion!! this blog will just be an archive, i suppose; if you’re so inclined, please feel free to follow me on my new blog, yeah!!!
as i’m sure most of you can guess based on the promo i just reblogged, i remade xion!! this blog will just be an archive, i suppose; if you’re so inclined, please feel free to follow me on my new blog, yeah!!!
— NEVER FORGET. that’s the truth.
gOD SWEEPS OUT SOME COBWEBS TBH!!! ok ok ok. heres the dealio my memes. i took a break from this blog. i came back to this blog. my computer got wrecked, so i disappeared again. my computer came back a while ago, but with a new hard drive so ive got no fUCKING ICONS SCREAMS IN AGONY. anyway. ANYWAY!!!!!
firstly i want to apologize for dropping off the face of the earth? this blog just ended up being a lot and there was some drama n shit going on and yeaH. but i really want to come back to xi, if slowly; college is kicking my ass and its only week 4.
for everyone who’s been patient and stuck around: thank you!!! rn i don’t know if i’m gonna be coming back to this blog or remaking her blog from scratch --- my tagging system here is a damn mess --- but know that xion will be back and up and at em sooner than later! if you guys have suggestions regarding my remake entirely vs. just come back to this blog dilemma, i’d love to hear them!!
shuirokage:
SAY SOMETHING. SAY ANYTHING. IT CAN BE THAT YOU HATE ME.
But don’t stay silent. He has pleaded for those three days, laced his fingers so tightly in every idle moment and wished and prayed and called upon every deity and force he can think of to grant him reprieve from this awful feeling. It was like chains had wrapped themselves around his insides, rattling echoes of the past and his mistakes, jingling the sad, melancholy tune of the girl who had stopped being, compressed his innards with an unholy pressure and weight that at times causes him to be without breath. But when she finally speaks to him, apologizes for something that in that moment, he doesn’t understand, he doesn’t know what to do, what to say, how to react.
Why are you apologizing to me when I’m the one who… It seems too sad, he thinks. His lower tier lifts, closes briefly, and he swallows.
“… Don’t apologize. I messed up. I let my desire to move on from that day hurt you. I’m the one who should be apologizing.”
He is quiet in a different way than she is; everything seems muted to her, and yet he seems full to bursting. His is the silence before a storm and hers is the silence after. She does not know what comes next; the storm took everything. She does not know who she is if not Sora --- an empty canvas, a blank, empty thing to be used. All that is left is the memories.
Maybe that is all there ever was.
But she is not cruel, even at her most empty. The pain this child causes others is a direct result of the pain she causes herself; so rarely does she WANT to hurt anyone. Least of all him. If she could feel, she would regret the things she spat at the saviour of a boy on the bridge.
i don’t hate you. But that would be a lie, wouldn’t it? For she HAD meant it, in that moment. She had hated him, and even now some small part of her does. But, oh, so small it is.
She will have to find someone else to be. It isn’t a prospect she enjoys. Xion was born by a mother who could not love her because she could not be what she wanted and thus Xion’s entire life was spent building and breaking and reshaping herself into something worth loving. And it had been the same here. BECOME SORA AND THEY WILL LOVE YOU. But all she had done was break Ace further. She doesn’t know who Xion is. She forgot when she was small.
Maybe she isn’t meant to be loved.
“I was being stupid.” This is slightly more emphatic, though still hollow in an echoing sort of way. “I won’t --- I don’t know. I won’t try to be --- I won’t try to be him anymore.” i don’t know who else to be.
jxcobfrye:
❝ err… well… ❞ now, he was all up for ICE CREAM, it was his FAVORITE treat in the world, but sea salt ice cream ? he wasn’t so sure about that. maybe pistachio or vanilla, but not sea salt. ❝ why not ? i would LOVE t’ try some. ❞
Oh --- good! She hands him one of the popsicles; neither Roxas nor Axel had made it to meet today, leaving her with one too many.
She takes a bite of her own; salty and sweet. “It’s good, right?”
affectae:
DESTROY ME — that’s what she would’ve said. She isn’t afraid of the dark, isn’t afraid of the overwhelming sorrow that’s bound to swallow them whole. She doesn’t CARE, doesn’t have the will to pull away because they were broken and maybe, just a wishful thinking this one was; maybe they could save each other. Even so, arms are wrapped around tiny, fragile frame once more and she whispers softly, very close to her ear.
“ —- I don’t want you to suffer on your own.” ( DESTROY ME, SHATTER ME. I will love you to the point where my lungs will turn to dust. ) “Come on. I’ll help you fall asleep.”
GOD. God. This sickness is terrible because it is NOT sickness { surely there can be nothing wrong with love! } and yet she finds herself hating it hating it hating it hating herself nevertheless. She should not let it touch her. Not like she let it touch Naminé. The doctors call her sinner while sucking out the love with leeches and shock treatments and WORSE, tell her that such desires are wrong, greedy, predatory, GOD HAVE MERCY ON YOUR SOUL IF WE DON’T FIX YOU YOU’RE DAMNED TO HELL LITTLE GIRL.
as though there could be a worse hell than this.
“--- Okay.” Selfish. Greedy. “But --- tell me if I get too ---...”
vauntrien:
❛ FOR…
my HEART?! ’ he couldn’t contain it. within the controls of the car, lights glow & dance as he cackles. if he was in his REAL form, his lips would curl up in hysterical amusement. HEART… preposterous!
‘ they must have misunderstood. i haven’t anything close to what you fleshies call a h e a r t. no matter… i once again must thank you for your assistance, hu — ’
oh… that’s RIGHT. humans have names. ‘ what’s your name, little heroine? ’
“No heart --- ?”
Then he’s like her, then { in more ways than you know, girl; a war machine, the both of you } --- like Roxas and Axel and ALL of them. Things that should not be. How strange. Perhaps the Heartless had been as confused as she is at this moment; or perhaps they had simply wanted violence. In as much such an erratic creature can truly WANT anything outside of a sating of their hunger.
“I’m --- I’m Xion. What about you?”
affectae:
DARLING GIRL, they should have burned you alive. It’s soft and fleeting, gentle and wavering — like the ocean, you’re always there but no one sees you. And yet, when hands meet her skin, all that overflows is warmth and eyes fall shut ; peaceful and serene, just like the old days were. The absence of her presence was making her crazy ( a lot more than she is. ) but when hands are falling back her side, she holds them with her own ( fragile as glass and strong as iron ; what kind of person dared to hurt you? ) and whispers:
“ ———– Why are you sorry? I don’t hate you.”
“--- I’m cold.”
Which is a more acceptable answer than I AM EMPTY or I AM SICK OF THIS or I WISH I COULD DIE. A more acceptable answer than I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH TO STEAL YOUR GOODNESS TO FILL MY HOLLOW SELF. God, she loves her so much it is almost unbearable, almost too much for a body crammed so small, for bones so tight.
“I didn’t want to --- make you cold, too --- I ---...”
— they always wanted to be a HERO.
Work was dead today so I painted Kairi and Xion
@jxcobfrye
“It’s sea salt ice cream. It’s really good --- would you like to try some?”
@scathingeyes
“No --- really, don’t worry. I’m okay.”
The wounds she bears are mostly minor, if aching. Nothing a healing spell or potion wouldn’t fix, though she finds herself unwilling to make use of such at just this moment. The manufactured girl would much rather simply suffer the ache. If only she was stronger, that Darkside wouldn’t have been able to injure her at all...
@larearth
“It’s almost November fifteen --- ah, man, I wish I could go to a shrine. There’s this special Shinto holiday called shichi-go-san my mom goes on and on about lately when she’s sober for people who are fifteen years old.”