#BAD XIG

[bitternace]

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[ID:a digital bust drawing of xemnas from kingdom hearts. the background is transparent.

he is in profile facing right, he stares down, behind himself with his mouth slightly open, he has very faint eyebags. only the hood of his coat is visible and the length of his hair is shown until it's cut off frame. a blue line follows the line of his profile, underneath his front partitions up into his coat, and is disjointed from a line that follows some of the back of his hair. /End ID.]

[xignis]

going through old art, cant really explain this one

[thefatalmarksman]

Aw shid it Xig’s bday 😬

[fortunegambled]

once again thinking about the gambler nobodies, the poker league, and how luxord clearly cared for (most) of those sent away to castle oblivion

The deck of cards it floats with depict Vexen, Lexaeus, Marluxia, and Larxene, with their respective number in the Organization on the top-right and bottom-left corners.

[dewprisms]

ok look

idk if im ever gonna finish the Seridux ft. Xig/Seri fic but i feel bad for letting what i have written so far go to waste. I still want to work on it but its been like 2-3 years.

would anyone be interested in me just shoving the doc link out there

[tonberry-yoda]

Late Night Pizza Stop - Xigbar

notes - pov: you're tonberry and you have over 30 requests in your inbox, but in your soul you wanted to write for xigbar, so you did LMFAO. well, I know there aren't a ton of kh fans on here, but for my xigbar simps, this one is for you <3 I have been simping over this man, so please enjoy my mini fic <3

word count - 472

You woke up to the sound of you window opening. Of course.

You rubbed your eyes and checked the time. It was 2 in the morning. God, of course he thought it would be a good idea to crawl into your room like the little rat he is right when you were finally getting some good sleep.

"Xigbar," you said with an unamused expression, watching the tall, lanky man try to squeeze his way through the open window. "What the hell are you doing?"

He shot you a crooked smile before falling face first onto your floor with a muffled "ow."

You crossed your arms and Xigbar stood up slowly, trying to play him falling off as nothing leaning on your desk chair that he didn't realize had wheels until he was flat on his face again.

"Xigbar, you're a dumbass."

"You're a dumbass." He said, getting up and rubbing his downward nose that he could've swore was broken.

"Well I'm not the one crawling through people's window's while they're sleeping, am I?"

Xigbar just chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "Look, I just found this really cool pizza shop in this world I was travelling to and I wanted to take you there."

You stared at Xigbar blankly. "So you're telling me.... you woke me up at two in the morning... for pizza?"

"Yes?"

You sighed, but couldn't help the smile that was creeping onto your lips. "Fine. Let me throw a jacket on and we can go get this dumb pizza."

"Look, if you don't wanna go, that's fine. I didn't mean to wake you, I thought you would be up." Xigbar followed you like a sad puppy.

"Look, Xig, pizza actually sounds godly and I honestly don't think I can go back to sleep." You pulled on your jacket and turned to Xigbar, who was pouting. "I'm fine," you giggled, pulling Xigbar into your arms. For being a whole bunch of nothing, he sure was warm. "Plus, I know you don't actually feel bad, Xig. You don't feel anything."

"Shut up." He said, pulling away from the hug and pressing a small kiss onto your lips. "You make me feel something."

"Ha, ha, very funny." You stepped into a pair of slippers and Xigbar opened a portal for the two of you to step through which ended you both up in front of the pizza shop. Even outside it smelled godly.

"I mean it, goober." He told you before pressing one more kiss onto your temple and leading you into the back of the pizza shop holding the small of your back.

To be honest, you were glad that Xigbar showed up. You couldn't sleep anyway. And he knew that too. For a guy who couldn't feel a thing, he sure knew how to make you smile.

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[katzirra]

I sure do be feeling a lot of bad things about my relationship with art these days lmfao, and I really don't know how to fix them and overcome them anymore.

It's like... there's such conflict about like... if you complain about the nature of social media people either are like YEAH!! or there's this weird thing I'm seeing now where people are getting mad at people bringing up the importance of reblogs as like attention seeking begging and shit like?? LIKES ARE NICE, I LOVE LIKES but like reblogs are how people actually SEE your stuff?

A like is like ah nice, scrolls past, a reblog is like MAN I WANNA LOOK AT THIS LATER or like it MEANT something to someone. But people act like that's so wrong artists are bummed out over engagement with shit lmao?? We're just selfish little hogs or something.

Or there's like this long standing thing about artists being bothered they don't know what to draw to get that engagement and people are like "DRAW FOR YOURSELF!!" like bitch, I been doing that because tumblr and twitter fucking drove that nail in lobotomy style - and it's making me sad because I feel like the more I like a piece, the SADDER I am when no one else engages with it or it's like 25 people??

Felix use to get alarming notes at times, now it's like feh, nothing? So, I tried drawing for fandoms I was passionate in - which got me a lot of people I care for, but also a lot of needless drama I hated and didn't ask for and that caused a LOT OF ISSUES when I even TRIED to stay out of it LMAO good LORD.

Even doing the Xig blog lately, I've been like okay I'm gonna stick with it because a WEIRD AMOUNT OF PEOPLE engaged with that poll I posted and I was like okay, that's a substantial amount of people who want that content, and even on the blog itself THAT poll was like OH. OKAY?? Because honestly, I feel like I'm on a weird blocklist or something or people don't like my art in the fandom so it's a weird place to be for me :))!! But I know people send me really sweet messages sometimes or sometimes I get amazingly sweet tag comments or people REALLY like an answer to something and it tickles their brain and that makes me happy but like??

I spend hours on that shit and it barely hits 100 unless it's a meme post usually and I dunno, I feel selfish all the time for being bummed about that. I'll spend days on some of them and be like SO PROUD and then just - the low engagement I'm like man, am I wasting my time? AM I STUPID? AM I TOO OLD TO BE HERE NOW, TRYING TO MAKE SOMEONE HAPPY? IS MY ART BAD? IS IT?? DO I JUST SUCK??? AM I NOT SELF AWARE??

It's weird how I see so many times people like my style or whatever, and like I know people still stick around for it, and I see so many artists post such GRAB BAGS of fandoms and stay strong in engagement and I just always feel like I'm doing something wrong or bad lmao?? Not supposed to talk about your feelings anymore, but also supposed to be engaging and personal on this here hellsite lmao??

I've been doodling shit at work and just feel tired all the time because I don't even want to finish anything anymore. I thumbnail mini comics that are like 5-10 pages of things that I think would be nice to do, I thumbnail out the backgrounds, thumbnail out bigger samples of poses and stuff and feel a little excited about how nice I could make it, and I just... know the energy put into it wouldn't be worth it because it'll be something I finish and am excited to post and no one will care.

Okay not no one, but like who is really gonna put fucking hours and hours of work into something that's gonna fall flat on it's face. I do that enough already! I over the last few years have posted so much stuff I was actually proud of and just felt....stupid for being happy and no one engaging with it. And then feeling more stupid and GUILTY because I'm upset about it?? LMAO LIKE WHAT KIND OF EMOTIONAL GARBAGE IS THAT?? And I'm barely online these days too beyond randomly scrolling shit to see what my friends that I barely feel relevant to talk to are doing in their lives nfjgkh I've lost all personalableness... that's not a word but we keep goin' lmao

It's like boy howdy, this kinda like ennui gets met with the whole ooooh two cakes and ohhhh but it'll be someone's favorite and blah blah - PBBT PBBTTT PBTTTT I GET IT!! But like, I'm sorry, I need more validation that I'm not wasting my fucking time. Because that's kind of all I feel these days is that I'm just wasting my time... which is sad. But ya'know some asshole will also be like "so stop" like thanks, thanks kiddo. That's the kind of shit I need I guess. Just stop. Just give up!

It's like, keep struggling, or just stop. Both options kinda fucking blow. But I've also tried to just stop caring about numbers and engagement - but I've noticed all my friends have slowly stopped posting art too. Busy and tired.

I wanna be excited to post art again, man. I miss when I'd post Marvel shit and actually have hilarious engagement and made friends and had fun conversations.

I miss when I'd post a Xig post and I'd see a tag and end up having a conversation in someone's ask box back and forth because I made some little easter egg or HC they were really into and were curious about more.

I dunno :)) bitching for no reason I guess. Shuts up and draws my stupid little pictures.

I feel like the only reason I keep doing art anymore is because I'm grasping some thread of hoping social media flops over again an engagement booms again LMAO - and also like, I have 3 patrons that ya'know. I'M FUCKING TRYING TO KEEP DESPERATELY LMAO.... Patreon pays for my fucking vet bills at this point and I'm obnoxiously thankful for those people but just fuck idk.

I'm doing everything wrong anymore it feels like but whatever!!

Maybe I just don't try hard enough lmao. Just not meant to be an online artist anymore. After 20 years, I'm still fighting this hard for mild engagement? What kind of fuck up, am I lmao holy shit.

[atomic-taco-muffin]

The Legend of Hana Chapter 135

Warnings: You guessed it. More angst. We’re not seeing fluff for a LONG time

Rating: SFW

In the Multitude of stars twinkling in the shimmering sky over Yen Sid’s Mysterious Tower, Kairi, Xigbar, Luna, the Foretellers, the Nort brothers and their families met with Mickey and the sorcerer himself. 

“Hana and Lily went missing?! Oh no! This is terrible!” Mickey said. 

“Them being missing is very bad. Very bad indeed,” Master Yen Sid said. 

“Especially since the man that has them is the most dangerous person in the world,” Mukuro added, making Mickey and Master Yen Sid confused. 

“He calls himself the Master of Masters. The fact that he’s still around is worrisome,” Ira explained. Master Yen Sid sighed and stroked his beard. 

“We must try and stay calm. We have never faced something like this before,” he said. 

“Yeah, it’s really hard to be calm right now, old man!” Xigbar said, angrily as he paced back and forth. 

“Xig, calm down! You’re scaring Sage!” Luna scolded as she tried to calm her crying son. Xigbar sighed and went to hold his son. 

“Sorry. It’s just that the bastard has our daughters. You know what he’s done,” he said to Luna. 

“I know. But you heard Master Yen Sid. We have to remain calm.” Xigbar hesitantly nodded and turned back to listen to the sorcerer. 

“Kairi. This information you have brought us, it comes from Xehanort during his time as a researcher?” the old master asked. 

“Yes,” Kairi responded. 

“Then that means he must have been aware of this other world for quite some time.” 

“But I worked with the bastard. We were somewhat close. I would’ve known about another world,” Xigbar said and the sorcerer mused for a moment. 

“When I was still serving as a Keyblade Master, it was known that the ancient masters had crossed over into another world. I surmise that Xehanort looked more deeply into that world,” he said. 

“The ancient Keyblade Masters…” Invi whispered. 

“It can’t be us. Do you think it had something to do with Ava’s role?” Gula said. Hearing Ava’s name made Xigbar miss her. Even more than he already did. 

“For now, we must reach out to those in Radiant Garden, The Land of Departure, and Japan--” the sorcerer started. 

“I’m sorry, did you say Japan?” Luna asked. 

“Yes.” 

“That’s where my aunt Yuuko lives. Are you asking me to search for her?” 

“I am tasking you and the Spirits to speak with her. Perhaps she has the answers we are looking for.” 

“Yes, sir!” Luna and the other Spirits said.

“And Kairi, will you continue your training as you were before?” 

“Actually, I’d like to study under Master Aqua,” Kairi said. 

“I would love to train you, Kairi,” Aqua said with a smile. 

“Thank you.” 

“Mickey, Vanitas,” Yen Sid said, turning his head toward them. 

“Yes,” the two said as they stood up at attention. 

“I task the two of you with the investigation of this new world and how it is related to the ancient Keyblade Masters.” 

“But how?” Vanitas asked. 

“You’ll begin…in the world of Scala ad Caelum. You, Vanitas, know more about that world than Mickey. I trust you to be his guide.” Vanitas nodded and with that, everyone headed out to find some answers.

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Meanwhile in Quadratum, Sora and Strelitzia were discussing about the world they were currently in and how to get home. Unfortunately, they couldn’t find any way to get home. It was getting to the point where Sora was starting to get frustrated. 

“I should probably tell you that things are different here,” Strelitzia said. 

“How so?” Sora asked her. 

“Well for example, magic won’t work here. But Keyblades will work.” Sora was shocked. She could wield a Keyblade? Strelitzia saw Sora’s shocked face and summoned her Keyblade, surprising him even more. 

“Woah…” he gasped. 

“Yeah. Just no summoning it in the apartment. Unless it’s to check if you can still summon it,” Strelitzia said, dispelling her Keyblade. 

“Understood.” Silence fell over them as they went back to figuring out ways out of Quadratum. Sora started thinking of Hana and pulled out his phone to look at a picture of the two together. At the ball before the Keyblade War. Strelitzia noticed him and became curious. 

“Wow, technology has really gotten better since I was alive,” she said. 

“Yeah…” Sora replied, not really paying attention. 

“Soo, who’s that?” 

“Hana. My girlfriend.” 

“She’s beautiful. Hey, I’m getting hungry. Wanna order a pizza?” Sora didn’t answer and kept looking at the photo, wondering if Hana was looking for him. “Sora? You good?” 

“U-um, I-I need a moment to myself, if that’s okay,” Sora said. 

“Okay.” Sora headed to the balcony where he began to cry, missing Hana and his friends.

“I’m such an idiot! Why didn’t I listen to Chirithy and Monomi,” he sobbed. He continued to cry, until he saw something whiz by him. He couldn’t tell what it was it went by that fast. He looked around but shrugged and was about to head inside when he was tackled down by something. Or somethings. Sora looked over and found Hana’s imps on top of him. 

“Huh?!” he exclaimed. 

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Meanwhile, Luna and the girls had arrived in the streets of Japan. It was way more beautiful than they could ever imagine. But it was also busier than they thought. 

“Stay close,” Luna told them. The girls followed Luna through the busy streets till they arrived at what looked like an old shop. 

“This is where your Aunt Yuuko lives? It looks abandoned,” Yui commented. 

“Well, she doesn’t really get a lot of visitors. Besides, this isn’t any ordinary shop,” Luna winked, leaving the girls confused. “You’ll see soon enough.” 

The girls walk into the shop but not even a few seconds in, Luna was attacked by two rabbit like creatures. One was white with a ruby at the top of its head while the other was black and had a sapphire at the top of its head. 

“Luna!” Mukuro exclaimed and helped Luna up. The girls heard footsteps and found a young man, no older than Rumi, running up to them. He had short black hair, blue and dark green eyes, and seemed to be wearing a school uniform. He also had on a pair of glasses. 

“Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! These guys are hard to get control of- wait, I know you! You’re Luna! Yuuko’s goddaughter!” the man said. 

“That’s correct. You’re Kimihiro, right?” Luna asked. 

“Y-yes. Kimihiro Watanuki. Is there a reason you’re here?” 

“There is. And it’s very important that we see Yuuko. Is she around?” Kimihiro nodded and showed the girls to Yuuko’s office. He knocked on the door and she let him and the girls in. When they walked in, they were met with a young, tall, slender woman with pale skin and black hair that went down to her knees. She had red eyes, which seemed to match her long red kimono. She sat kind of in a lounging position, holding a cigarette holder in her hand. When she noticed Luna, she smiled at her. 

“Luna! My beautiful goddaughter!” she said as she stood up. “How are you?” 

“I wish I could say I was doing well,” Luna said as she hugged Yuuko. 

“Oh. Please have a seat. Explain everything to me.” Luna and the girls sat down and Luna began to explain everything. How the Master of Masters had come back and had taken Hana and Lily. 

“I knew it was a mistake for my husband to take that boy in,” Yuuko muttered to herself. 

“What was that, auntie?” Luna asked. Yuuko sighed and looked at Kimihiro. 

“Leave us,” she said. Kimihiro nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him. Once he was gone, Yuuko looked at the girls with a serious look on her face. 

“It’s time I tell you the truth about myself. Along with you and your daughters, Luna,” she said.

To be continued…

[edgexfexistence]

@cryptidsncurios

“I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it.” —Xig @ any of your Org folk

"Well that's just plain rude, buddy!"

Currently slouched on his usual sofa, Demyx let out a loud, clearly quite annoyed sigh at that. Or, at least, the closest thing to annoyance a Nobody could feel, anyway.

According to Xemnas.

"Think about it!" making his current sitting position even worse, number IX flopped upside-down, not too dissimilar to a fish out of water ironically enough, keeping his eyes on the other "If we all just... disappear, even for just a day? Nobody will suspect a thing! We could relax and if the Superiors ask something, we could just say that the missions went bad and that's why we didn't gather any Hearts! Buuuut-" a single finger is lifted "We need coordination, or else I'll just get scolded again and I don't feel like it, today!"

[impetuousheart]

@areapermostcapricious: 💭 for impetuous Andrey and also can I get uuuuuuh one for Xig too?? 👀

Kuja:

I have never seen someone like him. The only word for them would be resplendence. Always wrapped in finery and shining, always such a sight to behold. I feel like a rough beast compared to their grand beauty, but that makes it all the more thrilling. I want to be someone they can rely on. His highness could ask anything of me and I would see it done. I might even get a reward.

Xigbar:

I could almost be embarrassed by how captivated this guy has me, but who can blame me? That feral edge, his talent, everything. Ultimately unattainable and insanely intoxicating. That hunger aside though, he is important to me. However close he lets me, I can be content. I hope I don’t annoy him, but if I do, then too bad. I want. I don’t know what, but I want.

[ohhicas]

Okay so- I've noticed that a ton of the time, when you have Xigbar/Braig interacting with the other apprentices again, it usually focuses up on him with Dilan. Do you ship them? Put them together for the comedic value?? Cause it's fantastic, whatever your reason is

i guess the answer is "Yes"?

I do ship them-- but only in the 'past tense' sense; like bitter exes. Braig-era, with Braigxu using Dilan as a time waster while he waits for the chips to fall in line and Dilan accidentally letting him in a little too close -- and then Organization era, Xaldin not being aware of how much Xigbar had a hand in their demise so he just rolls with it. (Being nicer to him than others, etc, to tie in the manga 'friendlyish work associates' vibe they carry)

Super unhealthy tier "better for it now that they're not sharing a bed occasionally" (with Dilan returning to a "too old for this shit" life after, & Luxu's job is Active now so he can't play around with a risk factor)

In fanworks, I use the "bitter exes" vibe for all the comedy-duo moments. He's beating Xigbar with brooms cause it's more satisfying than stabbing him with a kitchen knife, etc.

their personalities of "lazy, tricky back alley rat setting up the chips to watch them fall" vs "full of himself WAR GENERAL" is just too nice to not use for comedy too sldkjfw

[xignis]

i could never be her

[traverse-freeshooter]

☀ - Kaya.

“Firstly, you don’t know what you’re talking about. Secondly, I hate the sound of your voice. Thirdly, why don’t you just bug off?”

[thefatalmarksman]

@entershadows replied to your post: is that OOC fc Puck from Gargoyles??? :0

i thought it was him! the anon is me i wasn’t sure if it’d be ok if i went off anon or not–

gargoyles is one of my Passions for Fashion and i realize now is where i got my love of monster characters......

[cryptidsncurios]

* 𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙴 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚁𝙿 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴 | Accepting! @mundmutter sent: ❝   i gave you my heart, my dear.   ❞ for kh xig >:)

If he’d had allowed himself to listen to what little heart he had, it would likely be breaking right now.

But Xigbar was capable of steeling himself against all odds---no matter the pain, the cruelty, the way that, if he’d taken even a single moment to spare her a glance, he would understand just how desperate she was.

He was determined: it would not sway him.

And so his back turned to her---fully, coldly. It was something he should have done a long time ago, back when he’d first come to inhabit Braig’s body. He should have cut every tie, disposed of every emotion. It was something that Luxu had become so very excellent at doing---but he’d been foolish this time around, and was now reaping what seeds he had sewn.

Never again.

His voice was low, but it pierced the lingering silence like the sharpest knife:

“Bad decision, babe.”

[goldeneyedsniper]

XIGGY! question how would you feel if i said i love you and vexen both *blushes deep red (sorry if i haven't talked any to you my apologies)

I’d probably ask if you have a thing for old men, cause we’re both gettin’ up there in age.