#hearts & melodies

[strawberriexmoon]

[redeemed-wren]

Thinking about. Stanley Pines. Once summer, not long after Weirdmaggedon. Sitting in his seat, staring at the tv but realising slowly he's not really watching TV, he's listening.

Listening to Soos, taking a tour group around the Shack, his voice confident and happy, eagerly telling tourists all kinds of tall tales. Soos, with his young son strapped to his chest, held close and dear to his heart, always knowing he is loved and wanted by his father.

Listening to Wendy and Melody, laughter turning to deeper conversations in the gift shop as Wendy pours out her latest dating drama and Melody listens sympathetically--not quite a mother, but an older sister figure is all Wendy wants at the moment.

Listening to a distant boom coming from the basement, a cause for some concern that fades quickly as three peals of laughter follow soon after. One deep and familiar, as comforting and close as the sound of a ship's motor and the open sea. One young and high, cracking with adolescent awkwardness. One loud and cackling, a hint of madness never quite leaving it but more settled than it used to be. And Stan figures it's probably time to send someone down to drag Ford, Dipper and McGucket upstairs before they forget what light is and get too nerdy.

Besides it's nearly dinner time, and he's listening to Mabel's steady, unrelenting chatter in the kitchen, punctuated by a few grunts of acknowledgment from Abuelita as they prepare a meal.

And Stan feels a strange, unusual sensation wash over him, something he hasn't felt for over half a lifetime, by a boat on a beach. A sensation of contentment, of security, of peace. And he realises that if he stood up and walked into any one of the rooms in the Shack he would be greeted with smiles and faces lighting up to see him and cheerful cries of his name.

And he looks down at the darned pig sleeping beside his chair and things, with oddly misty eyes, that he spent thirty years trying to find his brother again. And he succeeded--but somehow, he got more than that. He had formed around him, without even realising it, a family.

[anemichorizon2]

₊˚ ꕀ My melody chocolates ꧔

[mymelodyange1]

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts Melody of Memory

[s-h-o-w-y]

shoes i would wear if i had money ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹

[colonelcat]

I love seeing these so I made one. I think I did a pretty good job.

part 1/?

[goldensunset]

when people refer to canon story-relevant kingdom hearts games as ‘spinoffs’ it makes me sad not only for the obvious reasons i always say but also bc like man i WISH this series had spinoffs. imagine what they could do if they had permission from nomura to truly go off the rails and ignore the greater canon for a second and just do some fun whimsical plotless thing in an alternate universe. imagine a fishing/boating game on destiny islands. kh fighting game. it is an injustice that we have been deprived of kingdom karts. can anyone hear me

[heartnosekid]

magicalgirl.cakes on ig

[haido]

Melody of Memory 🎼

[tithsokphanny31]

さむ～いひには　ほっとなハート♡を　どうぞ♡

[pixxietart]

Goodiest of good nights

[rikkutou]

imagine if i finished this tho

[mymelodyange1]

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts Melody of Memory - Team Days

[champion-of-love]

the post that goes that we are all made of the people we love. raven makes her tea the same way maddie does. briar's shoe closet is filed with the comfiest yet adventure-ready heels courtesy of ashlynn. lizzie's stretching routine before playing croquet takes some moves from duchess' pre-dance stretches. cupid's mirrorcast booth is filled with tech stuff that blondie recommended. ginger hums melody's songs sometimes without even noticing it. cedar knows all the best spots to relax and sketch in the woods because cerise told her all about it.