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heartlessfujoshi · 5 months ago

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petals on the wind - a kingdom hearts one shot

Title: Petals on the Wind Fandom: Kingdom Hearts Pairing: Marluxia x Vexen Rating: Mature (Mild NSFW) Word Count: ~1,730

Summary: Marluxia brings Vexen into his plan for taking over the Organization.

A/N: Written for a dear friend - @lavendartwine who helped me out during a very rough time for me recently. :) Please enjoy!

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The halls of Castle Oblivion were quiet. Marluxia walked along each floor, checking to make sure things were in place, knowing that the Keyblade wielder would be joining them soon enough. He was on the path heading directly towards the castle, and would be arriving within the next few days. Returning to the top of the castle, he saw the one that was going to put the Keyblade wielder through his trials, the sound of her colored pencils etching away on the piece of paper the only audible noise in the room.

“I trust you will be well enough if I leave for a few hours.” He drawled, crossing his arms across his chest, standing with purpose as his eyes landed on her petite form. “You won’t do anything reckless, will you?”

“What would I do?” Naminé, the Nobody of the girl the Keyblade wielder cared about, didn’t bother to look up from her drawing. “If you’re so worried I might do something, why not stay?”

Marluxia sighed. “Little girl, it doesn’t work that way.” He snapped his fingers. “Ah.” He used a portal to return to The World That Never Was, and found who he was looking for in the Grey Area. “You.” He pointed to the Organization member that he knew he could trust.

“Me?” Axel, the Organization’s wonder boy, looked behind him, and then back to where Marluxia was standing. Marluxia didn’t notice that Saïx was now interested in their conversation, turning towards them to see what was going on. “What’d I do??”

“I need you to come with me. Now.” Marluxia didn’t state why, only opened another portal that would take them back to Castle Oblivion.

“Why me?” The redhead grumbled, but got up off the couch he was sitting on, and made his way towards the obsidian oval. Marluxia didn’t see the look he exchanged with Saïx, who returned to looking out the window as soon as Axel was out of sight. “Wait, what am I doing here?” Axel asked, as they both exited the portal together, returning to the room where Naminé was still seated.

Marluxia pointed towards the Nobody sitting at the table. “I don’t trust her to be alone. You are to watch her for a few hours.”

“What if I don’t want to?” Axel glared at him. “I’m not a babysitter, Marluxia.”

“I never said you were.”

“I’m not a baby.” Naminé spoke to the both of them, as her pencil continued to scratch against the paper.

Axel looked at Marluxia, then sighed. “Fine. When will you be back?” The redhead went over to the other side of the room and sat down.

“When I return.” He said nothing else, producing a portal with the flick of his wrist, and stepped back into it.

He was back in the Castle That Never Was, far from the Grey Area. He looked around, as if the walls had eyes, and began to make the trek down to the part of the castle that most of the Organization didn’t bother to visit. No, there was no need to visit down here, as there were only remnants of experiments - ghosts. Failed trials that never made it to the final stage. Marluxia hated coming down here, except for one reason, and one reason alone.

The light was on in the lab, Marluxia pushing the swinging door in to join the person seated at the table. It was much different from the table that Naminé had been working on. This table was sterile. Bitter. Acrid. There was a Heartless locked in a cage off to the side, and the person he was looking for was standing next to it, taking notes.

“You’re late.” The person remarked, as Marluxia approached them. “You know I don’t tolerate tardiness.”

“I know.” He dropped his chin down onto the firm shoulder, one arm slipping around their waist as he looked down at the clipboard. “More experiments?”

“Too many.” An annoyed sigh left their mouth, the pen moving swiftly across the clipboard. Marluxia could barely read their writing, but it was fine. This wasn’t his domain.

It was Vexen’s.

Vexen pushed the pen into the clipboard, and set it down before leaning back against Marluxia’s chest. “What took you so long?”

“You know that the Superior wants this ambush to go off flawlessly.” Marluxia’s lips gently grazed against Vexen’s chin, enjoying how the usually stoic man was slowly becoming putty in his arms. He smirked, securing his arm a little more tightly around Vexen’s torso, pressing his body up against his in a way that he knew the Nobody would be able to feel him. “I was busy making sure that the Castle was in order.”

“Sounds positively boring.” Vexen moaned softly as Marluxia’s lips found his sensitive spot, leaving a playful bite beneath his ear. “I thought you would be here hours ago.”

“As did I.”

He hugged him close, letting his presence take away any sort of stress the academic could release. Marluxia still marveled at how Vexen became a different person around him. It was like night and day. The Chilly Academic to the rest of the Organization, but to him, he was a burning hot entity that only cared about one thing. Reaching up, he turned Vexen’s head towards his, and pressed a promising kiss to his lips, enjoying the soft moan that was pushed into his mouth by the blond. He hugged him close, portaling the two of them back to his own room within the Castle That Never Was.

The room was dark, all lights turned off, as they laid beneath the covers on his bed, Vexen’s naked body pressed against his side, as they both recovered from their romantic tryst. The first time they’d had sex together, Vexen had gone on and on about how it was because they wished to be whole still, and while it was more of an experiment than an actual physical need, it soon quickly became a physical need as Marluxia showed him how good sex could be. And now, they were pros at it, and rightly so.

Marluxia turned his head and looked at Vexen, who had a peaceful smile on his face, his eyes closed as he rested against Marluxia’s body. “You’re coming to Castle Oblivion, aren’t you?”

“I am.” Vexen nodded, rubbing his cheek against his shoulder, Marluxia smiling as his hand found its way into Vexen’s long blond hair. “The Superior wants me to analyze the keyblade wielder. I’m to compare his movements to that of our own Number XIII.”

“Roxas.” Marluxia muttered. “The zombie.”

“Yes, well, we’re working on that.” Vexen rolled over, now laying directly on top of him. Marluxia smiled, as he felt him slide down to be closer to where his hips were, and wasn’t at all surprised when he began to slowly grind himself against the lower half of his body. “It should be a fun experiment, to say the least.”

“What if we did away with the Superior?” He held onto Vexen’s hips, slowly sinking himself back into the scientist’s body, smiling as Vexen’s mouth dropped down with the hit of pleasure now penetrating his body. “We could do it.”

“W-We could.” Vexen moaned, his head now dropped forward as he rode Marluxia’s girth. “He would never know.”

“He wouldn’t.” Marluxia agreed, his hands now slipping down to Vexen’s ass, spreading his cheeks so that he could push himself deeper into his body. “We could be the ones in charge.”

Nails bit down onto his chest as Vexen began to rock himself faster. He dropped one hand, and brought it to Vexen’s cock, stroking him with slow, meaningful strokes as he felt his cock drip onto his stomach. “We should be the ones in charge.” Vexen groaned, thrusting himself against Marluxia’s hand. “We’ll do it.”

“We will.” He reached up with his other hand, and pulled Vexen down to him, crushing his lips hard against his as he proceeded to pound hard into his ass. It was over within minutes, the warmth of Vexen’s release spilling over both his hand and onto his stomach, while his own release shot deep inside of the blond’s body, savoring the rich moans that Vexen made as he brought him to the top of the world.

It took a few minutes for them to regain their senses. Vexen sat up, holding the sheet to his chest as he looked down at him. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”

“I am.” Marluxia nodded. “Larxene is in agreement, as is Zexion.”

“Everyone who is going to Castle Oblivion.” Vexen commented. “Am I the last to know?”

“Only because I thought you wouldn’t agree.”

“You would make the play without me by your side?” The pained expression that crossed Vexen’s face made Marluxia regret his neglect to bring him in sooner. “That hurts, Marluxia.”

He sat up, and brought his lips to Vexen’s, trying his best to kiss away the pain. “I was a fool. Forgive me?”

“I suppose I must.” Vexen pretended to pout, which Marluxia took as a good sign as he wrapped his arms around him, and pulled him back down to the bed, the scientist now laughing. “Stop!”

“I refuse.” Marluxia kissed his neck, then hugged him close. “Things are going to change, Vexen. We’ll fix this mess.”

“We will.” Vexen said.

The scientist left his room by way of a portal a few hours later, and Marluxia returned to Castle Oblivion after getting himself cleaned up. Axel was still sitting in his chair, and Naminé was asleep at the table. He approached the redhead, and tapped his shoulder. “It wasn’t me!” Axel mumbled, rubbing his eyes as a yawn left his mouth. “Marluxia?”

“Yes.” He rolled his eyes. “You fell asleep, you idiot.”

“She’s asleep too!” He pointed at Naminé. “What the hell was I supposed to do?”

“Your job.” Marluxia opened a portal, and helped Axel get into it. “See you.”

“Bye, asshole.” Axel flipped him off, disappearing into the Corridor of Darkness.

Marluxia watched Naminé sleep, and began to plot. The Superior’s time was going to come to an end, and he was going to be the one to make it happen. Knowing that Vexen was in made the job seem easier. He would handle the approaching keyblade wielder, and then would return to the Castle That Never Was, and overthrow Xemnas.

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Cross-posted to AO3

#my writing #fanfic #marluxia x vexen #idk their ship name lol #lavendar i s2g #i used your tag :3

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auniverseforgotten · 7 months ago

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If you’re still doing the ship meme thing I’d love to know your opinions on bedi/saber artoria :3

Heyo, sorry for the delay!! Oooo a fun one! Like I said in the last one I did for Bedi, my stance w/him in my writing is that he remembers Everything and lived it All. And while Saber Artoria wasn't in Camelot she has Definitely been told about what happened.

Also I do wanna mention; I focus a lot on Bedivere trying to come to terms with being in such a close, loving relationship with his King, and I wanted to like. Explain that he does absolutely see Artoria for herself and loves her exactly as she is, but going from loyal knight and friend to partner is a big leap for him so it takes time for him to resettle.

who’s the cuddler:

So as we all know, Bedivere has extremely low self esteem/has extremely low self worth [AND TYPEMOON WON'T LET US MAKE IT BETTER RAHHHHH], however. It's both easier and harder for him to cuddle up with Artoria. Because on the one hand that is his KING, how can he be worthy of being with his KING, especially after he betrayed her- but also if Artoria is receptive to physical affection, part of his general protectiveness of her kicks in because his King Needs him and he'll be damned if he doesn't provide.

And with Artoria, I feel like being a king with so much attention on you and the pressure to be perfect and righteous and good [and then...how it all ended...], it can be hard to reach out for affection, because it's like a hole in the armor, in the mask of perfection. Plus Camelot falling apart like it did in some versions of the Arthurian myths...I feel like it would be hard for her to reach out for or accept physical affection for a while. But once she does start expressing that desire, Bedivere is 100% down to cuddle all the time.

So with these two it's Bedivere, but they're both dealing with. A lot. So it takes a lot of time and patience to get in the swing of things.

who makes the bed:

Bedivere. Artoria absolutely would but there's only so far Bedivere can handle his King just being. A regular person. AND DON'T WORRY that does get addressed, they are a very communicative couple because they're both seen and lived the fallout of poor communication/miscommunication, but even once Bedivere calms down and realizes that yes, this is okay, it's okay that he loves her and that they're together, he does. Mostly calm down. But there are some chores that he just doesn't think she should trouble herself with and this is one of them. Artoria sat him down and made a chore chart with him so he doesn't do everything don't worry.

who wakes up first:

They both wake up at the crack of dawn, if not earlier. Bedivere will go nights without sleep if Artoria doesn't notice/is out on an expedition/journey/etc with Ritsuka, buuuut Artoria also has a nasty habit of doing it whenever things are stressful or tense. It was about survival then for both of them, and neither of them know how to put it down. This has led to a lot of very heavy late night into early morning talks. In recent times Merlin [either summoned to Chaldea or not] has taken to attempting to magically drag one or the other to sleep, as once one is asleep the other usually at the very least Rests if nothing else.

who has the weird taste in music:

I haven't mentioned it in the others I did but honestly this question is hard for me because like. What is weird taste in music? Trick question it's not a thing music is music and it's great

ANYWAY Artoria because she has been summoned SO many times so she's had a lot more time to explore all the music, books, culture, FOOD, etc that the world has to offer. But Bedivere likes anything that makes her happy, SO

who is more protective:

Will I ever not answer this question with both? No.

It's both of them, yeah. They're both very protective people by nature, though if I had to quantify it I'd say Artoria at the base is more protective overall.

Anyway Artoria's protectiveness stems from Bedivere very much being Camelot's Bedivere, therefore never resting, always moving, carrying so much grief and pain for so many years. Now he has been working on that in Chaldea but it's very slow going, so if she notices him doing too many tasks or not sleeping or venturing to much into bad memories, she makes sure to take him aside and help him set things down until he can breathe again. Makes extensive use of the simulation rooms to pull him into nice, soft places to try and recover.

Whereas for Bedivere, he has always needed and wanted to protect his King, but also...he has watched her die before, has been the one to help bring about her death before.

[weird HC but when I write servants I often combine their myths into what creates their base, so while this Bedivere is from Camelot he still has the memories of returning the sword to the lake and having to 'kill' Artoria, either bcus actual mythos or bcus he combined with what mythos there was for Bedivere already established in the grail before being loaded into the throne of heroes. It doesn't make sense but it's fun <3]

SO WITH ALL THAT IN MIND he is very anxious when they are fighting and terrified that she will die or suffer a mortal wound, but he can't just tell her not to fight. It wouldn't be fair, she would fight anyway, and he wouldn't want to force her to be someone who she isn't. So instead he remains as close to her as possible. He also sees how she carries the weight of the world on her shoulders even now, and he wants to alleviate that weight however he can.

AND ANOTHER THING honestly I most often think of Bedivere with Lion King Artoria because of him popping up with her in Temple of Time + him being from her Camelot SO IT'S REALLY FUN to imagine her rolling up and Bedivere, who is always polite and chivalrous to all his Kings faces, is somewhat extra reverent [but almost fearfully so] with her, because he Caused this. And Artoria, who is now just Artoria and not King Arthur is like "oh hey I can be possessive now can't I." and so ANY time the Lion King is around Bedivere Artoria has an arm around his waist, linked with his arm, etc. Yes she has pulled him into a kiss and dipped him in front of her before yes Bedivere did almost die of mortification and Artoria apologized many times when he told her how uncomfortable it was and has not done it again since. The Lion King meanwhile just. Vibes with it. Finds her saber self amusing, does wish she could have Bedivere's loyalty all to herself but eh.

ALSO I headcanon Bedivere as someone who deals with chronic pain due to his physical body deteriorating for literal centuries+a noble phantasm that literally eats away at his spirit origin when he uses it. He doesn't really take care of it well/manage it well himself, always looking at others like Arash and saying "well I'm not suffering as badly as him, surely I shouldn't be taking resources from others" and so Artoria makes sure to have any medication or mobility aids on hand. She doesn't force Bedivere into them because it's a really delicate balance to walk, but her gentle care and like. The 'I have this here, for you, you can use it, you deserve it' that she brings helps. So a quieter sort of protectiveness, the kind that is 'you hurt yourself because you think you aren't worthy to refrain from doing so, so let me be ready to catch you when you fall' sort. But it's a really hard adjustment to make when it just. Starts happening and wasn't something he's dealt with before, so she understands why it takes time.

who sings in the shower:

I feel like both, honestly? Probably really quietly, always a Little embarrassed that someone else could hear, but it's all old ballad songs and such. Sometimes they'll sing together.

who cries during movies:

Bedivere, though only certain ones like animal movies w/animal peril or movies about long, tiring, life-altering journeys that leave you forever changed. Artoria is really stoic when watching movies, I feel. If this is contradicted in some Fate IP I haven't seen don't @ me XD

who spends the most while out shopping:

Typicallyyyyy Artoria, though it's all reasonable, down to earth sort of purchases. Clothes, gear, horse tack for the horse Bedivere bought her, food, reasonable travel expenses, etc. She does every so often see something she wants but isn't Practical so she leaves it be, which is when Bedivere pays attention and buys it for her later, like the horse. In the same vein, Bedivere is also Artoria's weakness in that if she sees something she thinks he even has the smallest chance of needing or wanting, she'll buy it for him.

who kisses more roughly:

I'm gonna say Artoria because again it's reeeaaally hard to imagine Bedivere as a rough kisser. XD Plus these two 100% have a knight/king dynamic going cmon, the RESPECT and LOYALTY kinks are off the CHARTS

who is more domineering:

Artoria again, for the reasons stated above!

my rating of the ship from 1-10:

Prooobably about a 7.5/10? They're an enjoyable ship but not my favorite Bedivere ship, plus like I said I feel like there's a lot of tasty angst to be explored with Lion King Artoria...BUT THEY'RE STILL GOOD!!

THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE ASK!!!

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#solar screams #solar writes #fgo #bedivere #artoria #beditoria #idk their ship name lol

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