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[heartlightheartbright]

Hey! Thanks for your patience while I'm being a bit slow! I'll be trying to catch up a bit in the next few days and tossing up offers to get some more starters on the way, too. So many mutuals, so little time!

In the meantime, for those of you who'd prefer context on what's going on, there's a read more for that. If you'd prefer just to stick with rp and not worry, hey, no worries! Just don't click.

Uh, tw: explosions. And attempted murder, I guess.

Someone asked me why I got back into rp and I responded "well the building I was in got blown up". So anyway, the joke was that it wasn't a joke.

It just didn't get blown up as much as was perhaps initially intended. I also wasn't part of the group of people the perp was trying to kill- he just...didn't necessarily care that a bunch of innocents were there.

I was unfortunately pretty close to the blast when it went off. I'm physically fine, as is everyone else who was there. No one was seriously injured. It's just meant things have been messy thanks to...being right there, lol. Add the whole #trauma thing to the whole deal and I've admittedly had some stuff to deal with.

The situation at the moment gets quiet for a few weeks and then picks back up, so I can't even really say when it'll be over. Knowing the legal system, maybe I'll be lucky enough to see the end of it in like... two years.

So, please bear with me. Some days are better than others. There's a whole lot more good days than bad, but I'm still taking life a day at a time right now. This blog is genuinely a place I intend to keep fun and light-hearted, but if I go quiet for a few days, this is undoubtedly part of the reason why.

[heartlightheartbright]

"So you get to choose to be something, and I can't?" His expression sours further as he crosses his arms.

"I chose what I wanted to be- and don't say Light. That wasn't my choice. What I am is the sort of person who'd help you anyway. That's all."

Vanitas hops down from the wall he was sitting on, down in front of Ventus with a glare on his face.

"Why didn't you just kill me? Why bring me back?"

@not-someones-shadow

"What kind of question is that? I didn't want to kill you."

@not-someones-shadow

[heartlightheartbright]

Wear my hunger & heart on my sleeve, & that's why the ones I love always leave. The devil, you know, he comes, and he goes; I'm selfish and vapid; I hide in my prose.

# dichotomousekey ･ﾟ― Private Canon-Divergent Sora (Anti-Form Sora) from Disney & Square Enix's KINGDOM HEARTS entangled with creative liberties of Cosmic Horror, KH Lore, and Canon Source Material.  ||   Triggering topics present and tagged || Multiverse + crossover  friendly + OC friendly (within reason) || Beloved by Ink 30+

| Rules. | Sora. | Shadow. | Grimoire. | Timeline. | Happily Never After. | Fan Art;

Unaffiliated with the KH & Disney rpc.

[heartlightheartbright]

if you played someone not from kingdom hearts who would you play?

Uhhhh-

-Hiccup -Danny Fenton (probably canon divergence tho cause Season 3 doesn't exist you can't convince me it does) -BotW/TotK Link -Jak or Daxter (probably Daxter) -Chara Dreemurr but ngl probably not on tumblr lol. -G'raha Tia or Emet Selch -My WoL who may or may not have been named Ventus as a joke.

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Vanitas hops down from the wall he was sitting on, down in front of Ventus with a glare on his face.

"Why didn't you just kill me? Why bring me back?"

@not-someones-shadow

"What kind of question is that? I didn't want to kill you."

@not-someones-shadow

[heartlightheartbright]

Please bear with me as I continue the silence on my end for a few more days! Life has been busy!

[heartlightheartbright]

Ventus swallows, squeezing that hand tightly. A little affirmation against all the things he worries about- that he's just like this because he's Light, he's just like this because he was forced to be-

It's nice. It's really nice to hear that someone believes him when he says he chose this. That despite everything, he looked at his past and chose what he'd become going forward.

"...Thanks, Lex."

@svnbled

"The trauma made you kind."

"Fuck that. I am kind because I cannot allow anyone to go through what I did. I am soft because I chose to be. Trauma made me scared, angry, and vulnerable."

"I made myself kind."

[heartlightheartbright]

"...It'd be nice if it would, huh?"

"I dunno, Sora. He's- complicated. And he made his choice." He huffs, just shy of a laugh. Not that anything's funny. "I didn't really get to make a lot of those, you know? If he's made up his mind... I don't want to take his choice from him."

@siblingsoflight

"All you can do is learn good to balance out the bad. Then, if you wake up in a sweat, you have something to set against the dream."

[heartlightheartbright]

If you're fond of spicy stuff, adding a little bit of black pepper to hot cocoa mix is a good pairing of flavors.

"I gotta try that. Thanks for the advice!" Chilli chocolate exists- could he use that to make hot chocolate?

Oh, his world has just been expanded.

[heartlightheartbright]

"What? No." What boss? "I guess I just got a little caught up in my own head."

He's not that emotional... is he?

@historias-multorum

"To sell your soul is the easiest thing in the world. That's what everybody does every hour of their lives. If I asked you to keep your soul- would you understand why that's much harder?"

[heartlightheartbright]

"Nice digs are you some sort of skateboarder?" - From Neku // SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER

"Skateboarder? Well- I can, but it's mostly 'cause Roxas taught me." Why roll around on a board with wheels when you can use a Glider instead?

"Nice digs yourself."

[heartlightheartbright]

Hey Ventus, thank you for helping the worlds and their people. I'd thank the other Guardians as well but haven't run into them.

"Hey, no problem! That's what we're here for, right?" Just point him at the Heartless and let him fly, he's got this!

[heartlightheartbright]

I would appreciate if you would take the time to read this! I know it's a big ol' wall of text but honestly, this entire situation hit a sore spot. It's certainly a huge part of why I've been away from tumblr for a good ten years.

So this is a-- I'm not gonna call it gentle, but an OOC note to consider.

I haven't been on tumblr for a good eight to ten years prior to making this blog. When I was really active, I spent a lot of that time in other fandoms. Creating this blog has come alongside reviving my personal that I used during those times.

Today I had someone reach out to me.

They were thanking me for stepping in and making sure they were okay after they were publicly ridiculed for their art... roughly eight or nine years ago.

I'll be honest; I don't know who they were, because this wasn't an uncommon thing for me to have to do. Between ships and people getting very loud about how they wanted certain characters to be interpreted, I spent a lot of time DMing total strangers. Making sure they were alright, helping them use the block feature... showing them how to make reports when things got to the point they received death threats.

And so, someone saw me eight or nine years after I reached out to them and felt like they had to thank me for being kind when others weren't. Back when they were a vulnerable teenager trying to comprehend their mental health. They wanted me to know how that I probably saved their life. That they felt like I was the reason they'd continued creating art.

I am... genuinely angry, about this. I am very grateful I had that impact, but I am furious I was given the power to do so.

So, politely. Not gently. If you do feel you're the type of person who would publicly call people out for their art, or their ships, the way they interpret canon or an OC they've written? If you feel like you can't turn around and block them, and get on with your day. That you have to make them feel bad for what they enjoy, or what's helping them cope.

Please keep in mind that I actually would prefer not to interact with you.

[heartlightheartbright]

G'morning lovely people. I'm gonna reblog something OOC that's important to me in a minute, otherwise, like or slam into my DMs for starters, make sure to let me know for who if you're multimuse, all that good business!

[heartlightheartbright]

Ventus nods, for lack of anything better to say. He's not sure what's so interesting about them, but when the sails are caught up and filled by the breeze, it just looks so- freeing.

When his master's instruction comes, the boy flinches, realizing with a start that he'd wandered more than a few steps towards the docks themselves. He hurries back, hastily reaching up to grip the back of Xehanort's jacket.

"Sorry, master." He needs to remember not to get too lost in his own head. That's the quickest way to earn a lecture; or a harsh lesson on what might happen, should he be caught out on his own.

That distance never gets larger. If anything, Ventus is quick to close the gap, hand raising to the back of Xehanort's coat, but never quite touching. If he keeps his eye on him, he doesn't have to look around him- there's no temptation to step off the right path, to wind up lost and adrift, until this chaotic space consumes his heart.

The light at the end of it is abrupt and welcome, even if he has to blink for his eyes to focus. As soon as they do... he's got plenty to catch his attention.

Ventus' head swivels one way, then the next. He watches a lady pass by with a basket propped on one hip, giggling children following in her wake. He stares up at white sails with no small amount of awe. The air tastes like salt, though something smoky wafts from further in the town. Cooked meats, slowly roasting over open fires...

He takes half a step in one direction, then immediately steps in another. The curious inspection doesn't take him too far- but it's really a matter of time.

He has to see everything!

[heartlightheartbright]

you okay chiss?

At first I was! But then I realized that they shouldn't have been in a position where one person could make or break their passions or their life. And then I thought about all the people who went through things that I couldn't reach out to, because I didn't know.

I'll be sad for a few hours, it's the curse of being too empathetic. But I appreciate you reaching out!

[heartlightheartbright]

"Oh- no, I'm sorry. I should look where I'm going." This really isn't uncommon, when he's lost. Sometimes bumping into people works out, sometimes he gets a dirty look. This is somewhere in the middle; polite but awkward, and- Ven's honestly desperate enough to take that opening while he can.

So he smiles, and lingers, and really hopes this guy won't get really annoyed at the blatant desperation at which he grasps for the first hint of friendly contact. There's a vague hint of smoke to the stranger, but that's seemingly common around this place. At least he doesn't smell like cigarettes.

"Not to bother you but... is there somewhere close by I could get something to eat?" He huffs out a laugh, shakier than usual. Hard to control when he's shivering as much as he is. "A hot drink'd be even better."

[[bring that chorus in]]

@blxxditout

He’s cold. Which seems like a silly thing to be focused on, all things considered, but– he is. He’d thought it would be wise to tuck away the most incriminating pieces of his outfit; the armor, the belts. His jacket, which was far too distinct to suit a city like this. But now he’s in a tank top and a loose pair of pants at night in what has to be winter, hopelessly turned around and unable to find a quiet place he can summon his Keyblade without anyone spotting him.

And he’s cold. 

Running a hand through his hair, Ventus exhales roughly. White steam puffs out into the air, slowly dissipating into nothing as he ducks past strangers on the sidewalk, moving for the sake of– well, moving. Warmer than standing still. 

What he needs to find is some sort of shop that might be open at this hour. Get an eye on the local currency, so his munny can reshape itself to accommodate. Then he could buy a hot drink, or find a hotel. 

If he keeps sticking out like a sore thumb, looking hopelessly lost, he’s going to attract the wrong sort of attention. Knowing his luck, he probably already has.