#also feel free to send asks if you have an idea for a wallpaper O-O

[theroseyhues]

geg..gg.......gegg wallpaper. ..geggpaper

Geggpaper lmao

[izukuisbaby]

⊹˚.⋆ OUR FAVOURITE DILFS WITH A FAMOUS S/O - JUJUTSU KAISEN

℘. flora's notes : I've had this idea forever but I couldn't manage to write it UNTIL NOW. my idea was that reader is a model so it's kind of based on that, though you are free to be famous for whatever reason u want 💀

℘. send me a request ! : i would love to write this for other jjk characters (especially TOJI) but please give me ideas cuz i can't find anything :((

℘. gn, male, female reader 💓

m.list | comment and reblog if you enjoyed ! i am not posting at peek hours i would rly appreciate it if u could reblog w related tags 🥰

★ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

℘. he 100% stalked you on your socials and knew everything about you

℘. it's also very likely that he slid into your DMs shamelessly

℘. something cringe like : " what a pretty human in a pretty restaurant, we should go there together sometime 😏"

℘. but we all know this mf, he didn't stop at ONE DM

℘. no, his name is elegantly followed by "9+ messages" all of them being cringe pick up lines to beg you to go on a date with him 😍

℘. and you eventually agreed but it was mostly for him to leave you in peace

℘. he was convinced you'd fall for his charms and unfortunately, he was right... can't blame you I would too

℘. and since your first kiss - which was an officialization of your relationship to him - he would not shut up about it

℘. everytime y'all are out in public he makes it clear he's your boyfriend for the paparazzis

℘. gojo loves attention... so he LOVES paparazzis

℘. he thinks y'all are the most goal couple to exist and brags about it

℘. "y/n, can you imagine what other people must think of us : "the strongest and the most famous (your job of choice), they were meant to be"

℘. you have 100% your own ship name and fanpages, you're labeled as the "hot couple" who is edited on tik tok 24/7

℘. I don't think I insisted enough on how he BOASTS about dating you to whoever shows a spark of interest in his life

℘. the poor nanami hears about it every second of the day and is FED UP with it, but his last straw was when gojo was talking about you to a curse they were suppose to eliminate...

℘. he has you and him on a fun fair date as a wallpaper and purposely leaves his phone on during meetings so everyone can see he's dating you... and also to get yet another occasion to brag

⊹

★ 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎

℘. HE WOULD BE SO SUPPORTIVE

℘. he will attend all of your shows and interviews, always on the front row. sometimes walking for a show can be pretty stressful for you but seeing his angel face calms you down and gives you back your confidence in an instant <3

℘. ... he's very active on LinkedIn and he reposts your achievements/front pages with a professional yet sweet and admirative commentary

℘. he likes to go backstage before your shows so he can give you one last forehead kiss and compliment

℘. never hesitates to tell paparazzis to back off, he doesn't like his privacy invaded but he will gladly take pictures of you with a fan for them

℘. his favourite photo that he has everywhere is one a selfie you took before a show with a world renowned brand. you looked so stunning and confident, it never fails to make him smile when he looks at it

℘. i feel like he didn't really know you, just saw you from one or two front pages but it didn't click until you told him you were a (your job)

℘. i don't know why but i think you would have met on a dating app 😭 like nanami is tired of being single and he told gojo about it WHO OBVIOUSLY WAS KIN ON HELPING ! and he got to discover your personality first, which is the most precious part of you in his opinion

℘. because yes you ARE attractive but no one but him knows the part of you that is the most beautiful and he loves that

℘. i think he can't help but be a bit jealous that people simp over you so he would never refuse to take a cute picture for the world to see

℘. on your third date, he asked you to be his partner and gave you a ring as an officialization. since them, you've been wearing it as a lucky charm and you never take it off

© izukuisbaby. comments appreciated ! although do not modify, translate, copy, claim as your own or repost on any app/platform/social media (this applies to all of my content)

[selfshipprompts]

I've been wanting to get closer to these new f/os I got and normally I'll buy merch that reminds me of their outfits or such but I don't got enough money to do that rn and I was wondering if you had any other ideas I could do it would be a big help<3<33

hi anon! if anyone has any suggestions, feel free to reply or reblog with additions (or send an ask if you prefer anonymity!) ^^

though it's not for everyone, i personally like wearing jewellery that reminds me of my f/os! i wear them a lot anyways so rather than buying new things i like to pick out and wear what i already have that either reminds me of them, has a similar aesthetic or is something i think they would wear.. making your own is viable too! if you have embroidery thread you could make a friendship bracelet with fitting colors (this is something i do myself!)

i know people who like to print off pictures of their f/o(s), and either frame them or put them in their wallet or something to take around with them :) maybe if you could associate a body spray/perfume/cologne/etc. with an f/o to wear around, or use candles? setting them as your phone/pc/etc. wallpaper is a simple but effective one, you could also save clips of them if their source has any– i like listening to music associated with my f/os too (either their own theme, if they're from a game then bgm that plays in an area that makes me think of them, maybe just a random song that either makes me think of them or our dynamic..)

sometimes you just gotta think outside the box, anything can work !! maybe you can write them a letter, or keep a journal? baking could be fun too if there's anything you think they'd like. something as simple as going for a walk and keeping them in your thoughts could work.

of course there's also the good ol simple "re-watch/play/read/etc their source material" but that feels obvious :)

good luck !! tbh i wanna do more to connect with my f/os now that im thinking about it, haha ♡

[studypurple]

explaining the school system of the Philippines

disclaimer: i made this post back in october and i’m only posting it now. not very studyblr related stuff but i thought it was still worth posting for the sake of it!! 

hello! since most of the studyblrs i follow here aren't from my country, i thought it might be good to explain how our school system works here in the philippines because even i find it confusing.

when i was younger, high school classes only used to go to tenth grade, then you went straight to college. we didn't usually take gap years, and we definitely didn't have those extra two years of high school. so everyone older than me pretty much went to college at 15 or 16.

so this was basically how it worked: you went to preschool for three years (nursery, kinder, and preparatory), elementary for six years (grade 1 to grade 6), and high school for four years (grade 7 to grade 10). middle school wasn't a thing because you basically went straight from elementary to high school. you graduated at the end of sixth grade and the end of tenth grade.

aside from that, we also went to school from june to march, so our calendar used to be really messy in july where it would rain so much, our classes would be constantly suspended. one time, a really strong typhoon hit our town and my school cancelled classes for a week because there was no electricity or running water.

somewhere around 2013 to 2014, our country's president began to establish a K-12 system. they decided to finally add grade 11 and grade 12 to the system. it was so that we could catch up to the rest of the world who recieved more education than we did.

this was bad for me because i'd been going to school since i was 2 because id taken nursery and preparatory, and that it was now not required as it went straight from kindergarten to grade 1. at first, i was angry about it because without those extra two years, i would technically graduate high school at 15, graduate college at around 19, and get ahead early.

our country started to slowly shift. when i moved to a science high school, we didn't have grade 11 and grade 12 students yet. the last batch of high school students who graduated from grade 10 in our school was batch 2015 (they graduated in 2015). there was no one graduating again till 2018.

there was also a shift in when we went to school and when school ended. in grade 7, they began to slowly adjust the school calendar by starting school in july and ending it in april. my school currently starts in august now and ends in may, however, this didn't apply for a lot of schools, and we all actually go to school in different months. my friends in the province still start school at around june or july.

honestly, it's still really confusing because everyone's still adjusting. im actually really glad now that i have more years of high school to decide when ill go to school because i actually have more time to decide what i want to take in college. i have a lot of relatives who find out im in grade 11 and they always tell me that its sad because i shouldve been in college by now, and i cant actually imagine being a graduate by now???

anyway that's all lmao im sorry for this long af rant HAHAHA if yall have any other questions about school and grade levels in the philippines, feel free to send me a message or an ask! 💜 love you all 💖

- Elle 💜

check out some of my other posts here :

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how to organize your summer

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studyblr truths: why pretty notes don’t matter

10 ways to be productive on a commute

studyblr truths: sacrificing health for grades

mental health

little things to do to be a little better

10 ways to be productive that isn’t studying

things to do by yourself to reset

[phoenix-downer]

Promise

Sora had seen a lot of cool things on his travels, but a portable gaming system? 

Awesome.

He tilted it this way and that, the shiny screen capturing the warm afternoon light of Twilight Town. He couldn’t wait to try out all the games. He wouldn’t even mind if Donald drove the Gummi Ship for a while.

“Oh! There’s another thing you can do.” Pence held out his hand, and Sora gave him the device.

“It’s not just for gaming,” Hayner said. “There’s also a messenger function.”

“A messenger function?”

Sora peered over Pence’s shoulder as he went back to the home screen and touched a bright blue icon with a speech bubble, then started pecking out H-e-y t-h-i-s i-s S-o-r-a. Next he selected the To: box and put in strugglechampion@tt.net and eighthwonderoftheworld@tt.net.

“Hey Olette, what’s your email again?” Pence asked, busily typing away.

“Just my name and age,” Olette said. She shook her head at the other two addresses and grinned. “I still can’t believe you guys chose those as your email addresses.”

“Email addresses?” Sora said, not quite sure he understood.

“It’s like an address for these phones,” Hayner explained. “You need a unique one for people to be able to contact you.”

“I do? What’s mine?”

“Oh, don’t worry. I already made one for you.” Pence hit the send button, and Olette pulled out a similar device… er, phone? Only hers was orange and green instead of red and yellow. She opened up the message to show Sora.

Geez, these things really could do everything. The message said, “Hey, this is Sora,” just like what Pence had typed. The To box had their emails, and the From box said…

“Roxas.” Sora’s heart pounded. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “You guys… remember Roxas?”

Could this be a clue? Could they hold the key to bringing back Roxas?

Pence frowned and looked at the phone again. “Oops, I thought I put your name in there. My bad. Don’t know where that came from.”

He moved to correct it, but Sora stopped him. Something felt right about keeping his email as Roxas’s name.

“Roxas,” Hayner said, scratching his cheek. “Why does that name sound familiar?”

“It does?” Sora gave his full attention to Hayner. “Do you remember anything about Roxas? Anything at all?”

Hayner stood there for a moment, a slight frown on his face as he thought about Sora’s question. “Not really, no,” he said at last. “Sorry.”

Sora’s shoulders slumped. “Oh, okay.”

It was too good to be true, anyway. No way saving Roxas would be that easy.

But there was one way to make it happen. Dangerous and reckless and stupid, but Sora knew from experience it would work. Xemnas and Ansem’s words from earlier echoed through his mind. “Now, set your heart free!”

I can’t. I can’t do that. If I become a Heartless again, I’ll—

But then he thought of Roxas. Thought of Roxas being forced to give up his existence just so Sora could wake up. Thought of Roxas’s tears and pain. Thought of Roxas’s heart.

It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that Roxas was trapped inside of him like this. He deserved to be his own person.

I have to keep looking. I have to find a way.

And if there is no other way, then—

Olette tugged on one of her twintails, green eyes looking at him with concern. “Sora? Are you okay?”

Sora started. He’d gotten lost in thought again. “Y-yeah. I’m fine, really. Thanks for all the help. These phones are awesome.”

“This… Roxas person,” Olette said, something like recognition flickering through her eyes. “Is he someone you know?”

“He’s… a very good friend. I was just surprised to see his name on there, that’s all.”

“Oh, okay.” Olette frowned, but Sora didn’t know what else to say, really. He could tell them about Roxas, but a part of him wanted them to remember Roxas on their own. If they did, it would be proof that Roxas could exist on his own.

At least, that was what Sora wanted to believe.

“Well, anyway, there are a couple more things we want to show you.” Olette took his phone from Pence and pointed it towards them. “Say cheese, everyone!”

“Wait, it works as a camera, too?”

They all crowded around him and posed, and Olette pressed another one of the buttons. There was a bright flash, and she showed him the picture afterwards.

“Looks good,” she remarked.

The four of them all together again at last. They almost looked matching, with their red and black and plaid. Too bad Roxas wasn’t included. Or at least not directly.

Does it count as a picture of him too if he’s inside my heart right now?

“I’m gonna set it as your wallpaper, okay?” Olette asked, busily typing away.

“Wallpaper?” Sora thought of his room back home and the wallpaper plastered on the wall. Surely Olette meant something different.

“Like a background for your phone,” Pence explained. “It can be a picture of anything, really. Friends, family, things you like...”

“Yup,” Olette said. “Oh, and one last thing: you can call people on here, too.”

“I already set you up so that we’re number one on your speed dial,” Pence said, giving him a thumbs up.

“Yeah, feel free to call us anytime,” Hayner said. “We’ll be happy to help however we can.”

“Here, this is how you put in new numbers.” Olette showed him the basics. “I asked Donald to enchant your phone, so it should work for people off world, too.” She tapped her temple. “Hmmm, is there anyone whose number you want to call? A friend?” She gave him a sly look. “A girlfriend?”

“G-girlfriend?!” Sora sputtered, the heat rising in his cheeks. “I don’t have a—”

Olette just made a clucking noise and Hayner and Pence snickered. “Sure you don’t. But luckily for you, I have her number.” She typed in a string of numbers and showed Sora. “Donald and Goofy are great at getting me the information I need.”

“Kairi has a phone?” Sora asked. He had no idea. Had she gotten one since he’d last seen her?

“So you admit it.” Hayner grinned and Sora knew it was pointless to protest.

What were he and Kairi exactly, anyway? His mind went to the cave drawing and its newest addition: the paopu fruit someone—

You know it was Kairi—

—had drawn Kairi giving to him. The paopu fruit that was bigger than the one he had drawn for her. Like she wanted to prove how much she cared. Just thinking about it made him feel all warm and tingly inside.

“You haven’t asked her out yet, have you?” Olette said with a sigh, her eyes drooping. “Sheesh, Sora, after everything the two of you have been through, you’d think—”

“Everyone’s counting on me,” Sora shot back, a tad defensively. “I had to leave. I couldn’t just—”

“You could have contacted her,” Olette said. “She misses you.”

Sora was taken aback. “She does?”

Pence nodded. “She came to visit us, not too long ago.”

“Yeah,” Hayner added. “Said she was going to start training soon and—”

“Hang on, what?!” Sora said. This was all news to him. “She’s training now?”

“Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Olette handed him the phone. Just a second too late he realized it was already ringing.

And yikes, could Olette have made Kairi’s name in his phone any more embarrassing? Sweetie Pie was emblazoned across the screen in bold pink letters.

He couldn’t hang up now. She would notice if he did.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.

After seven agonizing rings as Hayner, Pence, and Olette watched his face get more and more red, it finally stopped. There was a click, and Kairi’s voice came on on the other side.

“Hey, this is Kairi—”

“Um, hey, Kairi, I—”

“If you’re hearing this message, it means I’m busy right now. Probably because I’m kicking Axel’s butt in practice, so if you could just leave your name and number, I’ll be sure to get back to you. Bye!”

There was another loud beep, but Sora just held the phone to his ear.

Training? With Axel? With the man who had kidnapped her?

He didn’t like the sound of that. Not at all. Sure, Axel had saved him, Axel had even apologized to him, but he’d never apologized to Kairi for what he’d done.

And now they were training together? Whose idea was that?

Oops. Olette was gesturing frantically, and he realized he hadn’t left a message. He cleared his throat, not really sure what to say.

“Um, hey, Kairi. This is Sora. The Twilight Town gang gave me this cool portable phone… game… thing, and they have your number somehow. Crazy how we can call each other across worlds, right? Anyway, I just wanted to say…”

He thought of her smile, thought of how nice it had felt to hold her in his arms when they were reunited, how just holding her hand was enough to make him feel all warm inside.

Without her here something inside of him ached. Almost like there was an empty spot where she was supposed to be.

He clutched the phone more tightly. “I-I miss you—”

At this Olette squealed, and Sora felt his face getting hotter. “...a-anyway, hope to see you again soon. Um, call me back when you get the chance. Bye.”

He hung up the phone, his heart sinking. He really did miss her, and a part of him had kinda hoped he could be the one to show her the ropes when it came to handling her Keyblade.

It didn’t feel like he’d been gone all that long this time around, but she wasn’t waiting for him back home anymore. There was something hollow and empty about that thought. Home just wasn’t home without her.

She promised. She promised she’d wait for me.

No she didn’t. All she said was “See you soon.” She didn’t say where.

I guess.

But he couldn’t stop the gnawing thought from forming in the back of his mind.

I’ve made her wait too long. She got tired of waiting for me and decided to leave the islands. She’s got friends of her own on other worlds, and now she’s training with Axel. What does she even need me for? Someone like her could do a lot better than a guy like me.

“Sora? Everything okay?” Hayner asked.

Sora tucked the phone into his pocket. “Y-yeah. I’m fine. I just miss her is all.”

But then the phone started ringing. And Olette had chosen the loudest, most obnoxious love song in the history of obnoxious love songs for Kairi’s number. Sora was so embarrassed he nearly dropped the phone as he fumbled to answer the call, much to his friends’ amusement. He didn’t even know he could set songs to people’s numbers like that, let alone play music from his phone.

“K-Kairi?” he said, flustered.

“Hey.” Her familiar voice made him feel all warm inside. “Good to hear your voice.”

Sora’s heart pounded. She likes hearing my voice? He felt giddy at the thought.

“Um, did you get my message?” he finally managed to say.

She giggled, and he realized how much he’d missed her giggle, too. “Yeah. Sure took your time figuring out what to say though, didn’t you?”

“Oh, sorry about that. I was, um, distracted.”

“Distracted?” Her voice was tinged with worry. “Hope it wasn’t because you had a bunch of Heartless to fight.”

“No, I just… I mean… technology these days is really something,” he said, walking away from his friends for a little privacy. Or at least the illusion of privacy. “Everyone on the islands has a phone in their houses, but portable phones are something new.”

“Yeah, I just got mine recently, too. Ienzo made one for me.”

“Ienzo?” Sora didn’t think he’d ever heard that name before.

There was a pause on the other line. “Sora, I think you and Riku might know him. He said when he was a Nobody, he went by Zexion. He was a member of Organization XIII.”

Sora nearly dropped the phone again. “He was?” He racked his brains for a Zexion. But nothing came to mind. Surely he would remember if he’d fought him.

Hold on. He didn't remember him, but Roxas did. He accessed Roxas's memories and could picture Zexion's face. He'd had high expectations of Roxas on their missions together, but he was fair and helpful and explained things clearly.

Sora wondered what had happened to him. All Roxas knew was that he'd disappeared at Castle Oblivion.

“Yeah, but he’s human again,” came Kairi’s voice, interrupting his thoughts. “He’s a brilliant researcher, and he’s been helping the Restoration Committee do work at the castle. I know you’ll probably be reluctant to, but… I feel like we can trust him.”

Sora tried to ignore the fact that Kairi had complimented this Ienzo guy.

She doesn’t compliment me, he thought with a pout. All she does is call me a lazy bum.

Oh, stop. You're just being whiny now. That's how she shows her affection, dummy.

“Actually, Sora, I’m glad you called. Since Ienzo was a Nobody, I thought he might be able to help us with Roxas and Naminé.”

“Help us with Roxas and Naminé?” Sora said, slow and deliberate. He would take any lead he could get at this point.

“Yes. I’ve been having these dreams lately, about Naminé. It’s like… she really is talking to me. She showed me her memories in one of them and— well, that’s a conversation I’d rather have in person. But anyway—”

“She showed you her memories?”

Kairi paused. “Yes. Is that significant?”

“Well, it’s just that… Roxas did the same thing when I was asleep, too.”

“He did?” Kairi asked, her voice earnest. Sora could practically picture the face she’d be making right now. “We have to help them, Sora. I know this is going to sound strange, but… I want Naminé to be her own person. It’s not good enough that she’s alive inside of my heart anymore. I want her to exist outside of me.”

Sora took a deep breath. He’d been hoping Kairi would say something like that. “I know. I know because... I feel the same way about Roxas.”

“You do?”

He smiled. “Yeah.” That Kairi felt the same way about Naminé just reinforced his belief.

“We might have a way to do it. Naminé mentioned Ienzo to me in a dream, and when I found him in the castle and explained the situation, he said he wants to help. Master Yen Sid told you Chip and Dale have been analyzing Ansem the Wise’s data, right?”

“He did mention that, yeah.” Sora had almost forgotten, he’d been so busy with everything else.

“Ienzo thinks that data could be the key to bringing Roxas back. And if Roxas can come back, surely Naminé can too, right? But I’ll give you Ienzo’s number so you can call him yourself. I think he can explain all the theory behind it better than me.”

Another lead. Finally. Sora couldn’t be happier.

See, Roxas? I’ll find a way to save you yet.

“Thanks, Kairi. I’ll be sure to do that,” he said. “And how about you? Has everything been going okay?”

“What... do you mean?”

“Oh, just your training and stuff.”

She laughed, but it almost sounded forced. “Oh, that. Guess no one ever told you, huh? But yeah, I’m training with Merlin and Axel right now.”

“And is that going okay?” He really hoped it was.

“Yeah. I felt pretty uncomfortable at first, but Axel apologized a lot. He really does feel bad about what he did, and he wants to help you save Roxas.”

“Are you really okay with being around him?”

“Yes,” Kairi said, very deliberately. “I wouldn’t have agreed to training with him if I wasn’t.”

“Right.”

Another pause. “Well, I better get going,” she finally said. “Break’s over. Thanks for calling, Sora.”

“Yeah, of course.”

Another long, awkward pause. “Guess I’ll talk to you again soon?”

“Sure.”

“Okay, talk to you later then.”

“Talk to you later.”

“Bye, Sora.”

“Kairi—”

The little dial tone indicated Kairi had already hung up the phone, and Sora wanted to kick himself.

Why couldn’t I say anything? Why is it that every time I talk to her I can’t put what I’m feeling into words?

Maybe you don’t have to put it into words. Maybe you just have to show her.

How can I show her when she’s not even here? Sora thought miserably.

Well, he could stew over it later. Kairi had sent him a message with Ienzo’s number.

Here it is, Sora. Hope it gives you a lead you can follow. Ienzo’s theory is connected to the data version of Twilight Town that Ansem the Wise made, so you’re in the perfect place to call him.

Kairi

P.S. I almost forgot - tell Hayner, Pence, and Olette I said hi.

Sora opened a response email and started pecking out the letters. He really did need to figure out how to type on this thing.

Thanks, Kairi. I’ll call him the first chance I get and let you know how it goes.

Sora

Her response was very quick.

Good. I’ll be looking forward to hearing about it.

Don’t worry, you will, Sora said back.

I hope so. It was nice to talk to you today. Feels like it’s been ages.

Ouch. Maybe Olette had a point.

Well, with these phones we can stay in touch no problem, he replied.

That just got a colon with a parenthesis from her. Sora stared at it for a few moments before he realized it was supposed to be a smiley face. He tucked his phone in his pocket after sending one back and returned to where his friends were waiting.

“Sounds like that went well,” Hayner commented.

“You have no idea,” Sora said, unable to stop the smile from spreading across his face. This was solid evidence to go off of, not just a hunch or a feeling.

See? he wanted to shout at the top of his lungs. Roxas and I can both exist. Shame on everyone who told us it wasn’t possible, who told Roxas he doesn’t deserve to be his own person.

Because he does. And best of all, I might not have to become a Heartless for it to happen.

That was a big relief. His head knew he shouldn’t do it, because doing anything Ansem or Xemnas wanted was a terrible idea…

But his heart was another matter. It was begging him to save Roxas, tempting him to give into the darkness like Xemnas and Ansem had told him to.

“You mentioned that Roxas guy to Kairi,” Pence said. “Who is he?”

Sora looked at their curious faces. Maybe he should tell them about Roxas. The more people who were helping him with this, the better.

He took a deep breath. “I think it’s time I tell you guys. Roxas... is me.”

“Huh?!” Their mouths all dropped open, and Olette dropped her phone on the cobblestone street. Sora got the feeling he should be more careful with his phone, going by her reaction.

“Or at least, that’s what everyone told us,” he said. “But the truth is, Roxas is his own person. And… he’s your friend. You knew him before you ever met me. Well, I guess the data versions of you did, but I think that affected your real selves, too.”

“Is that why his name sounds so familiar?” Olette asked, checking the phone for damage.

“Could be.”

Hayner considered this. “If we’re his friends… then… why don’t we remember him?”

“It’s hard to say. But you do have some idea of who he is, right?” Sora asked.

“Hold on, back up. Data versions? What does that mean?” Pence asked.

“It means there are digital versions of the three of you running around in the other Twilight Town. Remember? I had to go there to find Kairi.”

“Yeah.” Hayner got a mischievous look on his face. “What do you think would happen if we met our digital selves?”

“You mean, who would win in a fight?” Pence said. “My money’s on Data Hayner, personally.” He flashed Hayner a grin.

“Hey!” Hayner said, and the rest of them just laughed.

“Well, anyway, Kairi told me about a guy who thinks he can help,” Sora continued, “and apparently the Data Twilight Town is the key. You guys don’t have to, but if you want to help—”

“Of course we will,” Hayner said, not even hesitating. “You’re our friend, and if you say Roxas is our friend, too, then we believe you. It’s as simple as that.”

“That’s right. And friends help each other,” Pence added.

Sora’s heart felt all warm again. The Twilight Town gang really was the best.

“So, what can we do to help?” Olette asked.

Sora glanced in the direction of the woods and the Old Mansion hidden away inside. “Come with me. I think I might know where to start.”

As they met up with Donald and Goofy and made their way to the Old Mansion, Sora couldn’t help but feel hopeful again.

Thanks, Kairi. Thanks for showing me the way. We’ll save Roxas and Naminé, and that’s a promise.

And… we’ll be together again soon.

I swear, Kairi. I swear, that when all this is over—

I won’t just tell you how much you mean to me. I’ll show you, too.

That’s not a promise.

It’s an oath.

Happy SoKai Day! This story is dedicated to my lovely beta, FlowerLady-Aerith.  I can't believe it's already been a year since I posted Trick or Treat, but here we are. This story was originally just intended to be a fluffy piece about Sora and Kairi talking on the phone, since in trailers we've seen Sora using his phone/gaming device or whatever it's supposed to be to talk to Ienzo. I thought, if Sora can call Ienzo, why not have Sora and Kairi talk to each other? But then Roxas got involved and so did plot and this turned into a KH3 prediction of sorts.

One of the lines in the recap videos for KH3 (the ones that have Chirithy as the narrator) has a line that is basically "If Roxas can come back, Naminé can too, right?" We don't know who says that yet, but I'd like to think it's Kairi, hence why she takes a proactive role in this story in helping Sora help Roxas, too. I just really want both Sora and Kairi to be actively involved in rescuing their Nobodies, to be honest.

As always, thank you for reading!

[loveisblindyouidiots]

So @neonthebright I may or may not have been that anon that said they were writing a fanfic 😅 Here it is I guess lol

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“So...uh....what are you?” Daniella didn’t answer. She was frozen in fear. A young boy, well, a teenager, stared at her from where he stood beside the dresser. She’d been scoping the room for hex bags. She hadn’t expected its occupant to come back while she was in here. He took a step back.

“Sorry, I’m looming over you aren’t I?” Daniella didn’t know what to make of this kid. She wanted to have a good read on him before she spoke, or even though about trusting him. “I...I hope I’m not scaring you. I’m just curious as to why....you’re in my room.” He sat down on his bed, hands up defensively. “I’m not going to hurt you, I swear.” Daniella saw the sadness in his eyes. She gritted her teeth, her tail swaying back and forth anxiously behind her. She took a few steps toward the edge and the kid jumped up.

“Whoa! You’ll kill yourself falling off that!” She saw his hand coming towards her and she screamed. She sent out a burst of flames towards him and he yelped in pain as the flame met his skin. He slunk back with a hiss, flexing his hand against his chest.

“H-how?” He said. He couldn’t take his eyes after her. “How the hell did you do that?” He rose his voice slightly and Daniella flinched. She’d never felt so powerless. Normally, she’d teleport out of there but she never teleported where she wanted too when her mind was clouded with panic. She bit her lip and looked back up at the scared look in the kids' eyes. She couldn’t let him leave here with the impression that her people were dangerous, he might hurt others unintentionally if he talked to the wrong people about her kind.

“If...I tell you...you can’t tell anyone else. Not even your best friends, your mother, nobody.” She couldn’t hold him to his word, but she could try. If anything she’ll give him a better impression. The kid nodded. Daniella took in a deep breath. “I’m a Neera. We look human for the most part, aside from our ears, tails, and claws.” She pointed to each one as she explained. “Also, we hold magic within us.” She sent up a flame and he watched in awe. “I have the power of fire. I can also heal, and teleport-“

“Teleport?” He asked, before blushing. “Sorry.” Daniella smiled. This kid seemed to have a good heart.

“I can show you if you want.” Daniella eyed the mini fridge on the other side of the room. “Watch the top of the fridge, okay?” She shut her eyes and concentrated. She felt the cool plastic underneath her feet and looked. The kid could have been catching flies by the way his mouth hung open.

“Holy shit!” He said with a smile creeping on his face. “That’s awesome! I didn’t know...magic existed...” Jacob muttered under his breath. “At least outside of Wellwood...” Daniella nodded, teleporting back to the dresser.

“Most people don’t. But it’s real, all the supernatural beings are real.” She chuckled. “But we’re not going to go into that conversation.” She saw how he was still holding his hand to his chest. “Does...your hand hurt?” He looked down at it and sighed.

“A little but it’s no big deal.” He shrugged. “I shouldn’t have tried to grab you.” He rubbed at his arm. “I’m sure it looked scary as hell.” Daniella couldn’t believe her ears. Most humans didn’t care that it was scary to be grabbed. To most humans, her kind was like pets.

“It’s alright....” She started and realized she never got his name. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves.” He laughed.

“O-oh yeah. Uh, I’m Jacob. Jacob Andris.”

“I’m Daniella. I don’t really have a last name.”

“So...what did you come into my room for?” Daniella blushed. She completely forgot to finish the job she came here to do.

“Oh! I was scoping the room for Hex bags.” Jacob blinked.

“Hex bags? Is that a sprite thing?”

“Sprite?” Daniella asked. “What’s a sprite?” He chuckled.

“Uh, Sprites are a race of people. My friend Bowman’s one. He lives deep out in the woods. I’m surprised you’ve never heard of them, considering you’re....the same size.” Daniella shrugged. “Oh yeah, and they have wings.” That caught her attention.

“WINGS!” She exclaimed. “So they don’t have to climb everywhere?! Or teleport?” Jacob reached up and scratched the back of his neck.

“No, but they have magic like you. Sort of. I don’t really know how to explain it... so...what's hex bags?”

“Witches use them to put curses on people. They usually hide them in corners or places people wouldn’t normally look. I was looking to make sure there weren’t any in this room.” She teleported to the floor and walked under the bed. Her ears twitched as Jacob shifted on the bed, causing it to creak and moan. She checked every corner and inside a hole in the wall hidden behind the leg of the bed. She bit her lip at the sight of the brown cloth bag. “Fuck. Better get this to where I can burn it.” Daniella wrapped her arms around it and heaved. She wobbled out from under the bed and flinched slightly as Jacob moved his foot out of her way.

“Is that..?”

“The hex bag?” Daniella answered. “Yeah. I just need to burn it and you should be fine.” She looked up at him and chuckled. She really didn’t want to do this... “Um...could you help me, Jacob?” He nodded.

“Sure.” He said. “With...what?” Daniella gulped. She hated being in anyone’s hands besides Keiths or Todd’s.

“Could you carry me the sink in the bathroom? It’ll be safer for me to burn it there.” His face paled.

“You do realize that means I have to...touch you...right?”

“I know.” She sighed. “And I...” Hate was a strong word. “...dislike the idea as much as you do, but it’s either that or scorch the carpet and risk the whole room going up in flames. Or worse,” she added. “Whatever this hex bag was placed here for could happen to you.” She took a deep breath. “It’ll benefit both of us greatly if we put aside our fears for a few minutes.” Jacob nodded, hesitantly lowering his hand to the floor.

“Y-yeah.” Jacob gulped nervously. Sure, he’d been friends with people Daniella’s size for a while now, and yeah, he’s held Bowman in his hands, but, he just met Daniella. Plus he’s pretty sure she didn’t quite trust him fully yet, which he couldn’t blame her for. Daniella climbed on before she could change her mind, Jacob used his other hand to grab the hex bag and he stood up slowly. Daniella closed her eyes and mumbled some comforting words to herself. The sooner this job was done the sooner she could get back to Keith. He was probably starting to worry. She peeled open as Jacob took his first step and her eyes widened. She always marveled at how humans took such long strides across a room. It would have taken her minutes; while it took him seconds. He turned into the bathroom and set the He bag down in the sink, he put his other hand on the side, letting Daniella slide off. Her feet hit the cold white porcelain and she smiled up at him.

“That wasn’t too horrible.” She laughed. “I’ve had worse rides.” Jacob blushed and nodded, awkwardly.

“T-thanks. I’ll make sure to tell Bowman that. That way he can’t gripe about it anymore.” Daniella smiled.

“Alright, let’s burn this bitch.” She sat down on the top of the sink before sending a burst of flame from her hand towards the hex bag. It went up in flames faster than she thought it would and soon enough she pushed against the handle so water drizzled down to stop the fire. “There...should be fine.” She looked back up the Jacob. She eyes his hand. Jacob flexed his hand and shrugged.

“Don’t worry about my hand, I’ll be fine. Not the first burn I’ve had.” Daniella shook her head.

“No, no, no, you’re going to put your hand right here.” She motioned informs of her. Jacob sighed before complying. She saw the newly exposed flesh along his palm and felt a twinge of regret in her stomach. She had to find a better way to greet people. She reached both her hands out and hesitantly put them on the soft flesh. Jacob barely flinched at the small touch. Daniella closed her eyes and felt her healing magic pulse through her to him, a warm fuzzy feeling. Jacob could feel his heart pounding in his chest, watching his skin heal right before his eyes.

“Whoa....” He exclaimed as Daniella retracted her hands. He brought it up to his face and examined the now blemish free palm. “Wow, thanks.” He looked back down at the sink, eyes widening seeing Daniella was no longer there.

“It was great meeting you, Jacob Andris!” He looked behind him and to the floor. Daniella stood beside the wall just outside the bathroom, holding up the wallpaper to reveal a hole she could easily walk into. “I hope we meet again someday! Maybe show me this sprite friend you kept talking about!” Jacob nodded with a smile.

“I hope so too.” They waved each other goodbye as Daniella headed back into the walls of the motel, Jacob stared at where she’d last stood for a few more minutes before settling on the bed and turning on the TV, but he doubted anything on it would compare to the fantastic ten minutes he’d just had with his new friend.

[unu-nunu-art]

What happened to all the errorink stuff?

I thought I uploaded this one 3 days ago~ ;D

And now, long post incoming!

I know a lot of people are following me for this here, and I totally understand why. I can absolutely assure you that it is still my one and only OTP and this will probably never change because these characters are the reason why I met my girlfriend! Which is super important! They are more than special to me because of that. Don’t worry.

Furthermore, @ask-glitch-and-squid exists, for exact that reason. A lot of people still haven’t caught onto that, but @lyoth737 and me are the mods! I know updates have been slow but I managed to pull one at the end of December (yay) and right now, we wanna try to keep it at a monthly update because our lives can’t take any more than that without going crazy.

Finally, there is this one wonderful thing called money. And now I’m gonna vent a bit. :D

The last half of 2017 didn’t go well for me. I had to buy a new car, which is essential for me in order to go to my work place once a week. I am a full time student, I currently study at the local university to become a bachelor of science one day, and I live from approximately 900€ per month - entirely on my own. You may not realize this, but I’m an adult. I am 27. I don’t live with my parents, and my parents lack money themselves so they can’t support me. My income is barely enough to pay the rent for my apartment, bills and stuff like food in order to survive, so buying a new car ripped a HUGE hole into my wallet, even if it was a cheap used thing (yet it’s very awesome and I wanna keep it as long as possible).

That is why I opened commissions. That is why I have a Patreon now. Because I wanna make art part of my income so things might become a little bit easier for me.

I don’t like to talk about my private life online. I really don’t like it. But maybe some people wanna know that this is currently my situation.

I go to university, have to take care of myself, work once a week and when I have free time, I draw. Every second weekend, I am meeting my girlfriend. We don’t live as far apart as others, but still not next door and it’s still quite bit of a distance to drive. We want to see each other at a regular basis regardless. So far, I couldn’t even study for exams and it’s driving me crazy because I should but I just can’t for several other reasons. I’ve recently worked mostly on commissions for (probably) understandable reasons while still doing some stuff like gifts and drawing for my blog and also agas updates in. Considering this is not my main job, that’s kind of an achievement I guess. And that’s why stuff I am personally interested in (if you haven’t noticed, there also haven’t been any major Template and Pale updates) suffered a bit recently. o o

Also, said car costed 300€ of repairs this month and probably will cost even more. That’s basically what I could horde by doing commissions. Poof, gone in a day. All the hard work for maintaining my situation. From the small amount of money from my Patreon, I could bring Tia to the vet because she had mites. I am still not sure if they are completely gone, but I guess she’s fine now…

Now I thought I can finally start to study, but today I discovered that my apartment is infested with parasites that are extremely difficult to get rid of and while not dangerous, I have no idea where these come from and it will definitely be a huge task (like 2 months at least according to several pages online!) to get rid of them! This will of course also eat away my time. I have no idea how I can possibly pass the exams right now and I… should probably find a way to clone myself to get everything done I wanna do.

So… yeah!

If you wanna help me out because you enjoy my content and my work, I have a Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/unununium If I reach the 50$ per month goal, I will make a monthly art raffle for free requests. Of course you guys could request some ErrorInk things, absolutely, I’d be more than grateful if you did! If I reach 100$, I will try to make monthly wallpapers and it’s up to you guys to vote what you wanna see! And if you can’t use Patreon, @ask-glitch-and-squid also has a ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/askglitchandsquid You are more than encouraged to send us asks for coffee goals, and I’m eternally grateful for the support, no matter how small it might be! I am currently working on the reward for the past stretch goal, by the way! ;D

And now you know the full story. This is why there currently is less ErrorInk stuff than it used to. Also Pale and Template exist now because I have a lot of fun with them. Long story short, I worked on commissions and I also have a life and I kinda wanna keep it that way. Being alive is nice. c:

If you made it all the way down, phew, good job, and thank you for reading this! I usually don’t do this, and please don’t be discouraged, @xronxxim, your question was alright and understandable, but this gave me a reason to explain myself a bit. No hard feelings at all! Also venting sometimes does wonders, right? Let’s just hope things will get better soon, so you will get not just more ErrorInk, but also more about Template and Pale - because I can assure you, I have a lot of things planned for them, too. ovo