#✰.` asks.┊an unsent letter ◟reticent thoughts addressed to you.

[coruscantide]

 @asterites​ asked; 🎃

​►  ❪  TRICK OR TREAT  // not accepting  ❫

❝ Aren't you excited? Aren’t you happy? You're going to be free. ❞

she says right before bringing a meteor of light down on everyone’s head and resetting the world

[from-delaford-with-love]

Chapter III

The first dinner in Barton Park was horrible. Sir John Middleton and Mrs. Jennings made seemingly everything in their power to present you to the guest in the most unfavorable way so that no one sane would consider you a person who could in any degree excite the interest of friendship, or give pleasure as a companion. With sincere and intense conviction you scarcely managed to impress Colonel Brandon, you could only hope he’s already forgotten that evening and with it – inglorious performance of yours.

Intrusive attention of people the circumstances forced you to live with made your days unbearable, therefore you preferred staying in your room at first before finding salvation in long walks in the neighborhood; fortunately, sparsely populated area offered a picturesque scenery, and its breathtaking immensity brought harmony back to your soul. Mrs. Jennings, however, displeased with your obstinate inclination for solitude, never missed an opportunity to express her highest dissatisfaction about your frequent absence. “Young people always choose freedom over a subtle conversation!” knowing nothing in fact about subtlety, she exclaimed dramatically seeing you off every morning with a trace of disappointment on her face.

A week has passed since your arrival. You were getting used to living without your mother and aunt and gratefully accepted all the difficulties you had to face believing this twist of fate would bring valuable experience which would strengthen your spirit and faith and eventually result in good. Having no one to pour out your soul you wrote letters home each day sharing your feelings with the parchment and actually sending just one – of a different kind – describing how much you liked it here and thoughtfully inquiring about your aunt’s health not to discompose your mother who’s been dealing with a lot of trouble afore.

Finished with another note destined to join a plenty of unsent papers safely stored in a drawer you looked out of the window. The weather tempted to get out of doors. In thought about today’s destination, you draw back the curtain to let the sun caress your face as suddenly you noticed a silhouette of a rider far in the distance. Before your eyes could recognize an unexpected visitor, frantic beating of your heart alarmed it was exactly that man who evoked the same strange feeling the day you first heard his footsteps in this house – Colonel Brandon. Unable to give a fair and sensible explanation to such a severe emotional discomfort, you leaned against the wall pondering how to curb confusing agitation within your soul.

Recalling on the previous joint dinner with the colonel and your family you had no desire to come to the man’s sight ever again. If it were not for Mrs. Jennings’ vigorous and determined attempts to cause you the loss of dignity, you would certainly abstain from avoiding the company of a decent respectable person Colonel Brandon undoubtedly was.

The only chance to eschew an unwanted encounter was sneaking through the back door and off in the open. But as ill luck would have it, the guest has already arrived – you ascertained his presence right when heading downstairs. Limbs going numb, you stopped in your tracks. Colonel Brandon smiled amiably and bowed to greet you. However, sharing a word with you seemed destined to never happen.

“What a nice surprise!” you heard Mrs. Jennings exclaim joyfully and a moment later she emerged in the hallway. “I’m afraid Sir John left for Exeter on business. But I assure you, he’ll be back by noon. Let me offer you a cup of tea!”

“Thank you, I was actually…”

“No, no, no! You’re not allowed to refuse!” she broke into exuberant laughter, which brought no spark on the colonel’s face. “Ah, come in! You’re not going to stand in the doorway, my dear, are you?”

Colonel Brandon has surely expected such an unfortunate outcome and was prepared to accept it with courage and generously sacrifice his morning – and with it, what’s more substantial, his mental resources – as a price he would have to pay for the sudden impulse that brought him here. If he were asked what an unfathomable force drove him, he would probably find it hard to answer, be that reluctance to tell the truth or admit it – one would never know since the colonel was of that kind of men who kept their sentiment to themselves.

A quick glance Colonel Brandon gave you before entrusting himself into Mrs. Jennings’ will didn’t go unnoticed.

“Oh, there you are!” she sang out, gesticulating with intense and eager enjoyment. “Come here, child! Welcome our guest!”

“Colonel,” memories from that terrible evening ruthlessly hurting your pride, you tilted your head as a sign of respect and he answered with a delicate smile which, to your relief, suggested no disapproval or contempt.

“The lady spends all days outside!” Mrs. Jennings complained.

It was getting annoying. Not only did she call you a child but certainly treated you as such.

“Would be a shame wasting them indoors, wouldn’t it?” the colonel smiled lively, addressing you. He considerately meant to encourage you, but it made you feel pathetic instead – Mrs. Jennings entirely ruined your image.

Realizing he’s just dampened your spirits, Colonel Brandon instantly regretted indulging himself to frivolity he would ordinarily consider inappropriate and discourteous towards a person he barely knew and subsequently showed a composed serious manner.

“Wouldn’t it be nice, my dear, if you kept her a company from time to time?” Mrs. Jennings asked after a short yet careful observation, delighted with the idea.

You couldn’t believe she was imposing you on the man’s responsibility. Being a gentleman he’d have no choice but to agree. And he did.

“It will be an honor,” he said reticently, in accordance with the rules of convention.

Tag: @diaryofafan17 @venusetdiatribes @taschaschwarz @booklover2929 @crystalchrysalis19 @yourbadnightmare

[coruscantide]

@valorxdrive​ asked; ✵ 😳

​►  ❪  MUSE THOUGHTS  //  accepting  ❫  

     Their first impression of your muse: ❝ Wow, I can barely remember it now since we've known each other so long. ❞  She's thinking it over.  ❝ I think the word I could use to describe him at the time is... warmth. He was one of the first kids to talk to me when I came to the Islands. I'm very glad he did. ❞

     Current impression:   ❝ Sometimes I think we were born friends. It's been years, but I can’t imagine imagine where I’d be without him now. Sora is someone who just helps people whenever they're in need, regardless of whether he knows them or not. He's a kind person. A comfort. Special and wonderful. He's stronger than he thinks he is and can do so much more if he believes in himself. ❞  Closes her eyes, smiling.  ❝ I'm thankful for how he likes me despite all my flaws. How he goes through the effort to make time for me, even if it's just a little. I'm happy that he'll continue to be in my life, despite the distance, despite how we might not always be there for each other. I hope there's a way he can stay happy and cheerful. ❞

     Are they attracted to your muse?:   ❝ He has his charming moments, I guess. ❞  A laugh,  ❝ Scratch that. He's a total dork but he must've done something right since he's my boyfriend. ❞

     Something they find frightening about your muse: ❝ He's on his adventures and there's things like how I know there's a higher chance he's neglecting himself. That he isn't resting when he should be, not eating well, not getting enough sleep. ❞  A moment to gather her thoughts.  ❝ He was always kinda like this, forgetting to take care of himself now and then, but now... ? But right now, I can see it. Every time I look at him. ❞  A shaky sigh.  ❝ I'm frightened about the total lack of regard he has towards himself. The way he takes on everyone's pain with a smile, so willing to sacrifice every part of what makes him, Him, without a single thought about how he's affected by it all. He's so busy saving everyone else, he forgets he needs saving too. I don't want to open my eyes one day and realize he's... gone. ❞  Please... not again.

     Something they find adorable about your muse:   ❝ There's a lot of things. From the way he speaks, to how he flounders a bit when embarrassed, to how he gets excited over things he likes, to the way he just... melts ? when I lean over and kiss him. Sometimes I wish I could go back to the days when I didn't think he was cute. Now he could just say hi with that smile of his and I'm at risk of going into cardiac arrest. It's so difficult for me. My heart can't handle it sometimes. ❞

     Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?:   ❝ I have. And I'll keep doing so. As many times as it takes. ❞

     Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic:   ❝ We hung out all the time on the islands. There's less chances for it now but we still try when we can. And if it happens to be a date ? Great ! ❞

     One word my muse would use to describe yours:   ❝ Hope. ❞

     Would my muse slap yours if they could?: A scoff.  ❝ No. But there's things worse than a slap you know. Like getting a Aero to the face. Or having a Meteor spell dropped on you. ❞

     Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: ❝ I already have~ ❞  A light giggle.  ❝ He used to be more of a wreck, but he's gotten pretty good at them, you know ? ❞

[coruscantide]

@vibraea​ asked; ‘Trick or Treat! 🎃’ If I may?

​►  ❪  TRICK OR TREAT  // not accepting  ❫

hands u one good girl

[coruscantide]

 @valorxdrive​ asked; i am so tired all the time,  all i want to do is rest. Y'know? ’ So he says. Currently they were on an update with Yen Sid over the phone. Lightly elbowing Kairi lowkey to join in with the act, all as he puts on the infamous sleepy face. He's fibbing clear through his teeth. (In this case.) "We've been working so hard Master Yen Sid. How about we get a little break then we can drop by for the lecture?" Then with a press the call ends. "Youuu don't think he'll be too mad, right? We got plans!"

​►  ❪  UNPROMPTED ( from ages ago ) // always accepting  ❫

         She’s of the mind to in fact argue the opposite. That no, no way this is going to work. This was a wizened man knowledgeable beyond his already uncountable years, a master in the arcane arts and a previous wielder of the mythical weapons she wielded now, and a teacher to the King in both, a powerful Keyblade master in his own right despite his ( relatively ) unassuming stature. There’s no need for spoken word. Not when she could feel the obvious answer reaching through the handheld screen / spindly fingers stretching forth to settle upon stiffened shoulders. Written clear in the way the wrinkles creased further at corner of flinty, beady eyes, drawing new lines with disapproving weight across the face of a non believer before Sora cut the feed with the near bemusing air of indifference, the casual nonchalance befitting a kid hanging up on his dad.

         No Sora, if her vocal opinion were to be sought, Kairi would lean very hard into the idea that Yen Sid didn’t buy it at all. Perhaps though, a willingness to grant him a break was bestowed. The master showed the capacity of understanding... sometimes. Still. It’s as though she could feel Yen Sid’s stare piercing though the cosmos to cast divine judgement.

         Shaking off the curdling feeling attempting to make it’s home in the pit of her stomach at the thought, lips wavered, finally peaking into a hesitant / hopeful smile. Training with Axel passed the time, but she was eager at the prospect of spending time with one of her best friends. Sora’s right, it’s a day out for them.

[coruscantide]

He always find himself at a blissful state of reverie when she cups his cheek. Always the feeling of warmth, of protection and adoration. His heart ached and acted on those very feelings once he cants his head just a bit, treasuring each and every fingertip of Kairi's with a gentle kiss before nuzzling his face to her palm. "I really can't get enough of this."

@valorxdrive​ ♡

[coruscantide]

more general tags (2/3)

✰.` interests ◟desires.┊when you wish upon a star as dreamers do. ✰.` destiny islands.┊lost along the shoreline ◟taste the sea breeze. ✰.` ic.┊the heart of a princess burns ◟a radiant light rekindled. ✰.` ooc.┊bold of you to assume i’ve reached peak dumbass. ✰.` thread.┊step forward & take the leap ◟realize your wish. ✰.` memes.┊starcracker paper trails ◟meteor showers left in the wake. ✰.` asks.┊an unsent letter ◟reticent thoughts addressed to you. ✰.` starter.┊embark on a new journey. ✰.` crack.┊altered memories. ✰.` save.┊treasured keepsakes of precious memories. ✰.` queue.┊there is always sleep between part and meet. ✰.` promo.┊our connecting hearts create a constellation. ✰.` sp.┊ another side story ◟detours in the road. ✰.` dash com.┊i think i'm in the wrong neighbourhood. ✰.` dash games.┊let's play together ◟here's a hint! ✰.` art ◟drabbles.┊loose pages pinned to the wall. ✰.` psa.┊heads up! this might be important.

[coruscantide]

anonymous said; to the mun, do you ship Namine and Kairi? or Namixi with Kairi being the supportive big sister to Namine? (both are valid)

Pretty sure this is the first ask I've received asking me to elaborate on what I think about a ship so allow me to proceed to talk a bunch.

First and foremost allow me to use my megaphone and announce once again that Kairi is demiromantic.

Now then, Kairi ( on my blog at least ) has a lot of complicated feelings about Namine in general. They're more so centered on the circumstances surrounding the two of them, and that, coupled with how Namine canonically views herself in comparison to Kairi, results in a dynamic very different and unique from the one Sora and Roxas share.

With Namikai itself, I like it but I don't exactly ship Namine and Kairi in a romantic sense, if that makes sense ? Since I have always viewed their relationship as being parts of a whole. There’s so much that can be said from that kind of a connection.

[ I kept writing way too much about it so I'm gonna add it as a separate post ]. TL;DR. It's hard for Kairi to put this irrevocably close connection - both girls once being the same person but not anymore and how it subsequently affected the both of them - into words so her referring to Namine as a little sister is simply what she thinks is the best stand-in to express what she feels, though it's not an accurate reflection. You could spin this connection in a romantic ship from that angle pretty easily, but it's typically not the first road my mind speeds down when I think of these two. I actually have a verse where it was Kairi called to Castle Oblivion instead by Namine. Unlike with Sora, Namine doesn't let her other half go, and so they live in CO. Interesting character exploration but I don't know if you could immediately label that ship material though. All in all, yes but I heavily lean towards the platonic end of the spectrum instead of the romantic end. Namixi is the one I'd definitely be more inclined to ship romantically way more often, as these two are a very good pair. Kairi would definitely like to slot herself as the big sister type to both of them, a pillar of encouragement there to support them all the way, happy about how cute these two look together and how much joy they seem to find in one another.

Namikai would be the ‘intense emotionally charged’ platonic ship for me while Namixi is that ‘soft serve treat yourself’ romantic relationship. One isn’t lesser than the other and I think both are great in equal measure.

So after reading this you can say my ship preference between is... surprise ?? Option 3, Kairi and Xion !

Yeah, this is one I’m a sucker for. Kaixi. The dark horse, the least popular of the three ships probably but I don’t care because it’s my favorite and easily the romantic ship I’d go to bat for, full stop. Sorry, not sorry.