#well Yozora stared at him but that's it

[mythicalartistx]

Here's some more Yozora art

I've been drawing various doodles that involve him as of late and decided to draw a full picture of him. I really hope to see him in kh4

[itsuki-minamy]

"CRUSH ON BABY" (PART 2)

NOVEL: REI RAIRAKU (GORA) / ILLUSTRATION: HIROKO UTSUMI

TRANSLATION: NARU-KUN

* List of Chapters

It sounded like a violent dance, but the central melody was lyrical, sung by Hibiki's voice.

It was a singing voice that stretched deep and long while containing sweet sex appeal. A voice that takes away your feelings.

Minase glanced sideways at Yozora who was next to him. It must be the first time Yozora has heard Hibiki sing live.

Yozora stared at the stage. The large eyes that were embedded in his handsome face widened further and his pupils shone with illumination. It wasn't just a physical reflection, but it seemed as if Hibiki's song spilled out a glow from Yozora.

Minase remembered the sparkle in Yozora's eyes when he was in contact with the music. The brilliance of enjoying the sound from the bottom of his heart when he danced with his fingers on the keyboard.

It was a brilliance that Minase could never spill.

Hibiki's singing voice echoed within the box that confined the passionate humans.

― You, who was supposed to become someone famous.

― Blessings for a nobody now.

Hibiki's voice sweetly sang forgiveness and blessing in a rock melody. It is one of Hibiki's most popular numbers. The sound is loud and cool, but if you listen carefully you can feel the love in the lyrics.

Before a brilliant presence like Hibiki, the sweet illusion of being recognized and blessed for who you are, permeated the essence through the magical power of melody and voice.

Minase, who had been unable to become anything else, also felt the sensation of Hibiki's singing voice caressing the soft part of his heart.

"Well then, good luck with your live performance!"

"Oh, thanks!"

"Good job."

After the concert, the three of them had a small party at a Chinese restaurant. The beer glasses rattled and rattled.

"How is everyone in the band?"

"All of our members are freelancers, so unless it's a big concert, we don't do things like party together. Yasushi has work tomorrow morning."

Hibiki said that, purring and drinking beer.

This Chinese restaurant is a famous old restaurant in Shimokitazawa, and famous musicians and actors are also known to have worked there when they were young. Maybe that's why Hibiki used to work part time here, and even now he sometimes comes to help.

Sitting in a corner of the tatami room on the second floor, the three of them ordered the most popular set of half ramen and half fried rice in that restaurant. Yozora didn't seem to be very familiar with those kinds of shops, so he curiously looked at the state of the shop with his age and the celebrity autographs lined up in rows.

"Hibiki's concert was great, right?"

Yozora looked away as Minase smiled at Yozora. He could no longer see the twinkle in Hibiki's eyes that he had when he listened intently to Hibiki's song, but Minase certainly witnessed the moment his heart raced.

"Well, you're a better musician than I thought."

Pretending to say that dryly, Yozora said that, but Hibiki leaned towards Yozora, smiling as expected.

"What? Yozora, did you fall in love again when you saw me sing?"

"I'm not in love in the first place."

"Do you feel like doing a song for me and falling in love again?"

"No, I'm not in love."

"I fell in love with Yozora's song."

Yozora got stuck in the middle of the taunts for a moment as he inserted something that seemed to be his real intention. Thinking that that kind of thing was a cunning kind, Minase watched silently as he licked beer into his mouth.

For Yozora, who probably didn't know what to say, the food was brought out perfectly.

Simple and delicious ramen with the feeling of traditional Chinese noodles and pink fried rice lined up the table. The fried rice is said to be colored by the reddish roast pork with food coloring.

Hibiki, who seemed to be hungry after the concert, yelled

"Itadakimasu!", picked up his chopsticks and slurped his noodles vigorously. Minase followed.

When he drank the amber soup, the clear taste permeated his body and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Yozora-kun, aren't you going to eat?"

When he looked to the side of him, Yozora looked at him without touching the food.

"No, I'm going to eat."

Yozora raised his chopsticks as he received Hibiki and Minase's glares. He pinched the noodles with his toothpick and brought them to his mouth. He raised a small voice and covered his mouth.

"Perhaps Yozora has a cat's tongue?"

He said an echo.

Yozora looked at Hibiki with teary eyes, still covering her mouth.

"...It's not a cat's tongue."

Yozora denied it for some reason, and Hibiki smiled happily, like a cat finding its prey.

"Hmm?"

"What's happening?"

"Nothing."

Mindful not to laugh at Minase, he poured cold water and offered it to Yozora. Hibiki enjoyed looking at Yozora with cold water in his mouth as if he was slowly chewing on it.

"Next time, make a proper fufufu before eating."

Hibiki teased Yozora with a sullen look on his face as he fell silent. Minase had loose cheeks.

"Now that I think about it, this is the first time the three of us have come to eat together."

Yozora was always serving behind the counter, so he didn't know he had cat's tongue (although he denies it).

Hibiki let out a mocking laugh, then smiled calmly and rested his chin.

"Well, I feel like we're old friends, but there's a lot we don't know about each other."

The feeling of being old acquaintances was nothing more than the illusion of a chance meeting ten years ago. Thinking about it again, he felt strange.

"Hey, why are Minase and Yozora working here?"

It seemed like casual small talk, and it was a pitch that asked him about the inner self of him.

Hibiki's line of sight turned to Minase. Minase picked up the fried rice with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth to gain time to think. Despite its strange pink appearance, it had a very mild flavor.

"At first, I thought that anything would be fine as long as I could become independent as soon as possible. My mother was the type of person who would impose her own ideal path on her children, so I wanted to get out of it and after I graduated from school high school, I thought maybe I should get a job in a proper place."

It was the first time he had told such a story. Both Hibiki and Yozora silently looked at Minase. Yozora, in particular, saw Minase's mother several times when he was a child. He guessed that he had some thoughts about it.

"However, I was discovered by a model after being photographed on the street, I wanted to increase my part-time job, so it seemed perfect, and while in high school, I became a model and admired the skills of a hairdresser and makeup artist I met there."

Minase laughed and looked at his own hands.

He believes that his hands have changed quite a bit since then. The skin on his hands is dry from the shampoo and dyes, and he has a callused cut on the ring finger of his right hand from being struck with scissors.

It may not be called a beautiful hand, but Minase didn't dislike his current hand.

"I thought that instead of trying to shine myself, it was better to make someone else shine. That's why I'm satisfied at the moment. For example, I was allowed to fix the hair of someone who shines on stage."

When he smiled at Hibiki, a toothy grin returned.

He told him, "I have a concert next week, so please come again.", and of course he promised.

"What about Yozora?"

Yozora was the target of the conversation and Minase held his breath as they looked at Yozora's face.

He hadn't seen Yozora for ten years until they met again a few months ago. But he had heard rumors about the wind. Yozora Kamijo, a promising young pianist, dropped out of the piano course at the Tokyo University of the Arts and disappeared.

Not that Minase didn't care about Yozora's half-life. But even after they meet again, he didn't ask.

Contrary to Minase's tension, Yozora opened his mouth without changing his expression.

"I think it's cool."

Yozora didn't mention anything about how he left the piano, that's all he said.

"Eh?"

Minase and Hibiki involuntarily raised their voices.

Yozora hesitantly blew on the noodles, which must have cooled by now, then took a sip and continued.

"At a bar in Shibuya that I happened to walk into, there was a bartender who would cater to any customer request. He responded to unreasonable requests like adding red bean paste to cocktails in a familiar way."

"Red bean paste in a cocktail...?"

"The person who ordered the red bean paste cocktail seemed satisfied with it, and I ordered a regular cocktail, which was also extremely delicious. Seeing him shaking the shaker in front of me was great, it felt like magic."

Yozora said that like a child and looked at his hands the same way Minase had before. Hands that are slightly larger than normal and have long, slender fingers that are blessed with the ability to play the piano.

"I like doing things, so I just want to be a person who can do what people want in front of them in a cool way."

Yozora ended the conversation with a simple note.

"Eh?"

Minase urged him to, but he knew the answer.

Hibiki, as expected by Minase, said:

"Yozora, you are what made me want to become a musician."

++++++++++

Ten years ago, that day was Christmas. Hibiki, who was still in elementary school, came to eat at a fancy restaurant with his family to celebrate Christmas.

"Hey. Is there something there?"

He showed his back with his chin. There was a grand piano behind a large window. Outside the window, the fir tree was decorated with glowing lights. Poinsettia pots were lined up around the piano, and there was an air that something was about to start.

"I have a piano recital at eight."

The shop clerk who had just come to pour cold water for Hibiki's table answered. It was certainly a restaurant run by a couple, he thought it was his wife.

"Is it played by a famous person?"

At Hibiki's frank question, the store staff chuckled.

"No, but I'm sure he'll be a famous pianist in ten years. He's the son of an acquaintance and he's only fifteen."

"What's wrong, is he a boy?"

"You cannot say that."

Hibiki's father lightly threw a fist on Hibiki's head and apologized to the shopkeeper. Hibiki thought that he would let his friend's son play the piano. Instead of "making him play", he believed it was simply "letting him play".

"What song will he play?"

"It's an original song. He composes it too. I heard it and it was so beautiful that I asked him to play it in our store for Christmas."

"Oh."

For the first time, Hibiki's heart moved a little. There were many people around him who were learning to play the piano, but someone who could compose his own music deserved to be recognized by Hibiki.

At 8:00, Hibiki and his family had finished eating the ice cream for dessert, but since they had a chance to listen to the piano, his parents had another glass of wine and Hibiki and his sister had another glass of juice.

Parents and children were sitting in the seats closest to the piano. A mother and a child of the same age or a little younger than Hibiki, that was Minase in his childhood.

Yozora appeared from the back of the store at the same time as the store clock said eight o'clock. Fifteen-year-old Yozora looked mature compared to Hibiki at the time and had a neat and well-organized face.

When Yozora arrived at the piano, he bowed to the guests and sat down without saying a word.

Chewing on the straw of his orange juice, Hibiki glanced at the television that was on aimlessly.

Suddenly, a sound danced in the air.

Hibiki could feel it. Various colorful sounds flew through the air and he thought they were dancing. He opened his mouth and the straw he was chewing fell into the orange juice.

A bit of sadness was suddenly mixed into the upbeat beat that made the listener want to dance. The sadness gradually grew, and suddenly turned into anger, causing Hibiki's body to tremble. The next instant, his anger erupted and glowed, after glowing, vanished.

Hibiki immersed himself wholeheartedly in Yozora's music, heightening his senses to his touch, as if his entire body was listening. Rather than listen to it, he felt that bathing in it would be more appropriate.

Yozora, who made the sound, had a lively expression that was different from a doll's pretty face when he bows to a guest. A face as if he was enjoying life with all his body and soul.

He was fascinated and admired at the same time. He felt that they were showing him with the most persuasive power that playing music was fun.

When the song ended with a lingering numbness, applause erupted. Hibiki clapped his hands in ecstasy.

Yozora started playing the next song before the applause stopped. It was as if the time spent listening to the applause was wasted. As if he couldn't stop taking notes.

Yozora played one song after another, and before he knew it, about 40 minutes had passed. During that time, there was about a third of Hibiki's orange juice left, and the ice had melted and diluted it.

After finishing the last song, Yozora bowed his head in thanks to the loud applause and returned to the back of the store without saying a word until the end.

Hibiki's heart was pounding and it felt like something he didn't know had awakened deep within him.

It was incredible. He guessed that he was a genius. Within ten years, he was sure that he would be a real celebrity.

He felt that he could hear the voices of his family saying that from somewhere far away.

"As expected of Yozora-kun. Minase, do your best not to lose to Yozora-kun."

Only the voice of the woman sitting closest to the piano strangely reached Hibiki. That's right, he found out that the pianist's name was Yozora.

He remembered the starry sky he had seen one night in camp and thought it was an appropriate name.

"Minase?"

The woman said the name of his son. Minase stared at the empty piano with a somewhat distracted face.

"I'm going to say hello to Yozora-kun."

Minase said that and stood up. Seeing his back, Hibiki involuntarily stood up and chased after Minase.

"Hey!"

As he entered the backyard, he caught up with him and Hibiki stopped Minase. Minase tilted his head fully and looked at Hibiki curiously.

"Are you friends with the person who just played the piano?"

"Friends... Yozora-kun and I are taking lessons from the same piano teacher."

"Ah, you also play the piano!"

Hibiki was completely captivated by Yozora's performance, He also respect Minase for being able to play the piano.

"I am Hibiki Aisaka. What is your name?"

"...Minase Rui."

"Rui? It's a cake name. How do you spell it?"

"You have a good eye."

A Kanji came to his mind, but it was a character that was not in the knowledge of a sixth grader.

Minase laughed a little as if he was worried.

"The kanji reads as Minase."

After saying that...

"More importantly, what happened? Do you have something to do with Yozora-kun?"

Hibiki had nothing to do until he asked that. He just chased after Minase with the need to talk to him, who could compose such a great song and really enjoyed playing it.

However, the moment Minase asked, suddenly a determination and a message for Yozora welled up in Hibiki.

"Yes. A matter. So let me see Yozora."

Minase stared at Hibiki for about two seconds, and without hearing anything else, he took Hibiki and knocked on the door that said "STAFF ONLY".

"Yozora-kun."

Opening the door, Minase called out to Yozora, who took off his bow tie and smiled. He was different from the cold face before and after playing the piano, and the lively face while he was playing the piano, it was a natural smile when he pretended to be the older brother of a younger child.

"Minase. Thanks for coming. I played a lot of the songs you said you liked earlier."

"You've improved even more since the last time I heard you. I think it was because you played in front of a lot of people. It sounded like you were really having fun, and the sound was dancing... I was moved."

Minase grabbed his chest tightly and said that. Yozora smiled sheepishly, then noticed Hibiki's presence.

"What about that kid? A friend?"

"Ah. We just met. Yozora-kun, he has something to tell you."

Minase stepped to the side to give Hibiki space. Hibiki puffed out his chest and looked towards Yozora saying…

"I'm going to play music!"

Yozora's eyes widened slightly at Hibiki's statement and nodded slightly.

"Ah. I'm glad you thought so after hearing the piano just now."

"Then that's why! Make a song for me someday!"

Yozora rolled his eyes this time. Looking at Hibiki's face. Hibiki said that as he made eye contact with Yozora.

"Because I really understood that music is fun, that it can entertain people, excite them and make them feel all kinds of things. So I'll make music. Then when I can make music that makes people feel different, make me a song."

[verumking]

for the royal prompts: (royal ball) combined with (the bane of my existence) OR (starcrossed)

⚔️ *:･ﾟ✧┆royal & fantasy romance prompts. ❪ accepting! ❫

One stolen glance amongst the glade of gala-goers, and Death incarnate knew he had found his wayward lover once more.

Years of reincarnation could not erase the vision of her viridescent eyes, now illuminated by the motley of chandeliers suspended atop velveteen ceilings. Even amongst flickering flames, did Yozora catch the twinkle of recognition in Aeris' gaze, rupturing into bewilderment after he took his silk-gloved hand in her own.

Amnesia and mortality were cruel obstacles in their romance, blockades which Yozora had attempted to eliminate with each samsara. Once reticent, he was now confrontational with their trysts, adamant that Aeris' memory would return swifter than the last. Alas, she stiffened in his hold, rightfully challenging the stranger's brazen courtship.

❛  Dance with me.  ❜ The king of truth insisted firmly, weaponising her hesitation to his advantage. Where he lacked decorum, he compensated with flair: twirling Aeris towards the dancefloor before elegantly seizing her by the hand and waist.

( Never had Thanatos used his agility outside of the battlefield. Yet his lover taught him well-- and patiently-- with each reunion. If only she could recall. )

❛  The more you allow yourself to feel--  ❜ Yozora asserted, positioning her hands upon titanium shoulder and arm. ❛  -- the more you'll understand. ❜ Thinly veiled by his usual authoritative tone, was a glimmer of desperation. From how stubbornly he held Aeris against him, to cybernetic irises searching the chasms of her stare. Remember me, his eyes silently pleaded.

❛  Remember us.  ❜

@rosaguard ♥

[yzafre]

we're flying above the valley below | Ch 5

AO3

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Sora and Kairi said their good-byes to the Twilight Town trio, promising to be back soon, then began the trek back to their landing site.  Silence settled heavily between them, the weight of it pressing down on Sora.  Heart in his throat, he reached out, tangling his fingers with hers, pressing their palms together just as the guilt-ache-hope in him huddled near the unease-helplessness-determination in her.

When they reached the empty clearing they finally separated, and Sora shook himself, as if he could toss the melancholy away physically, Donald’s voice in his ear –

No frowning, no sad faces.

“Alright!  Let’s get ready to go – the next world is supposed to be – “

A cheerful series of notes cut through the air.

The crew back in Radiant Garden had gotten readings about Darkness moving through the worlds; Donald and Goofy would handle the other Princess – they needed Sora and Kari to see what the Organization was up to.

It was time for them to get to work.

Sora had been to lots of worlds in his adventures, but he didn’t think he’d ever reached one where he was… quite so small.

He hadn’t realized what was going on, at first, only that they’d appeared in the world beneath a large roof, the bright light outside the cover making it hard to see.  Once they stepped clear of the overhang, however, the room became clear – and their size in comparison to it.

“Huh, well this is new,” he mused.

“Is it?” Kairi asked, squinting between her hands and the giant-sized furniture around her, “How’d we get so small?”

“Well – “

Sora was cut off by the sharp pop of heartless appearing.

When they defeated the enemy, they were approached by the locals with a mix of caution, outright suspicion, and abject delight.  Admittedly, the differences between them as well as Kairi’s blatant staring probably didn’t help.

“The toys are alive?” she breathed as the cowboy, astronaut, pig, and very excited dinosaur huddled, and Sora frantically shook his head at her.

The small congregation of toys got louder, one declaring them suspicious, the other loudly calling Sora “Yozora” and declaring they were from a game he had played.  Sora and Kairi just looked at each other in confusion.

In the end, the toys seemed to come to a consensus: with the strange situation they were in, with all their friends missing, they would need some help, so they would accept Sora and Kairi into their group for now – even if Buzz was suspicious.  And their next step was to go and visit Galaxy Toys.

At their size, it was… long walk.

“I’ve never seen toys like you,” Buzz said, strolling beside them as they went.

“Look at your joints!” Rex said, much more enthusiastic, “So articulate – but I can’t see any sockets or seams!”

“Ahah, yeah – we’re… really new?” Sora tried.

“Ahhhh!  An entirely new line of figures to celebrate the release of the new game!” Rex cried, “How exciting!”

Buzz hummed, squinting at them suspiciously from behind Rex’s rant, but left them alone, moving ahead to speak lowly with Woody.  Rex, as well, got distracted explaining the intricacies of this game to Hamm, and the two Keyblade wielders were able to fall behind.

“Does this usually happen?” Kairi asked quietly.

“No!  Usually, Donald’s magic transforms us to make sure no one asks questions, but he’s not here and I guess we forgot it would be a problem.  At least we’re not towering over them?”

It didn’t take long once they’d reached the store to find the source of the problem.

“Xehanort!”

“Sora,” the youngest version of Xehanort greeted, a sly smirk on his face, “Good to see you again.”

Sora scowled up at him, “What are you doing here?”

“Performing experiments of the heart in preparation for our war.  Surely, you’ve noted how different the residents of this world are – simple toys, given life by the will of their owners.  But what happens if they’re separated from the ones who gave them their identity?  We must know.”

“The one who gave us life – you mean Andy!” Woody realized, “What have you done with him and the others?”

“Done?  Nothing.  I’ve simply separated you – made a copy of the original world to stretch the connection.”

“You – “

“We didn’t plan for you, Sora, but perhaps your presence can be of use.  A true stress-test, if you will,” Xehanort hummed thoughtfully, “Of course, we can’t have it ending too early now, can we?  So, let’s start with something simple…”

He snapped his fingers, and the large toy robots on either side of the aisle began to twitch, then stand, energy building up at the tips of their guns.

“Make sure not to die, now.  We’ve got so much more left to learn.”

The robots might be toys, but they also hit hard an fast.  Thankfully, it seems Buzz’s toy weapons and had become real in this world as well, and he and Woody backed them up, and they were soon defeated to slump to the ground, empty.

“So, you know that guy?” Buzz asked suspiciously.

“Yeah,” Sora answered, “He’s part of the Organization.  The bad guys.”

“You seem to have a lot of enemies.”

“Uh.”

“A copy of the real world,” Kairi mused, “Then, is that where your missing friends are?”

“What’s that even mean?” Woody asked.

“Well, it probably means they split the world in two, like in the sleeping Traverse Town.  Your friends ended up in one, and us in the other.”

“Or while Riku and I were fighting Xehanort,” Kairi added.

“This sounds like early-toy delusions gone mad,” Buzz protested, turning to Woody, “You can’t tell me you believe this?”

The cowboy shrugged, “I admit, it does sound a little bit far-fetched.  But at this point… do you have any other answers for our situation?  Or why your laser is suddenly real?”

Buzz sighed but didn’t seem to have a rebuttal, and Woody nodded.

“One thing I think we can both agree on is: this whole situation is bad news.  We should get out of here while we can.  Let’s go, guys. …Guys?”

When they turned around, the rest of the party was missing.

Gathering Buzz and Woody’s scattered friends was harder than it looked.  The store was huge, not even taking their shrunken size into account, and there were a hundred different little nooks and crannies for them to hide in.

And then there were the heartless.

Were they heartless?  Toys?  Heartless possessing toys?  Sora wasn’t sure – he just knew there were a lot of them.

Thank goodness for the army men – they were indispensable at sending them to the right stores, so they didn’t have to cover every inch of the complex.  The little alien men were picked up first, quickly rescued from an animated UFO.  After that they were directed to the dolls room, where Hamm had been spotted.

The store was eerily quiet, and when they found Hamm, he was thoroughly spooked – and for good reason.

That doll really was creepy.

Sora noted it throughout the entire fight – the blank face, the utter emptiness behind its eyes – the doll was moving, but there was no one inside, not like with Woody, Buzz, or the others.

Buzz seemed just as concerned.

“This isn’t right.  These toys should be waking up, finding themselves – not turning into mindless weapons.”

“What is it like for you guys, then?  When you first wake up?”

“Shouldn’t you know?” Woody asked, “It sounds like you just woke up recently, yourself.”

“Uh.”

“What he means,” Kairi said, coming to his rescue, “Is what was it like for you?”

“Well, mine was a while ago, and I woke up pretty easy.  Andy’s face was the first thing I saw, and that shaped everything.  Now, Buzz, on the other hand…”

Buzz groaned, “Come on, they don’t need to know all that.  Shouldn’t we be finding Rex so we can go?  He’s the last one.”

“Yeah, yeah, let’s go.”

“Aw,” Sora whined, “But I want to know!”

They found Rex in the video games store; in hindsight, they probably should have checked there first.

“Look, see!  Yozora!”

“Huh,” Sora said, “I guess it… kind of looks like me.”

Kairi squinted up at it, “The clothes, maybe.  Otherwise… I think it looks more like Riku.”

“Ohhh, yeah!  It does!  Oh, man, I wish we could show him.”

“Well, why don’t we take a picture?”

“…We can do that?!”

Sora and Kairi took turns posing and taking photos on their phone as the others worked to corral Rex and convince him to leave.  The fun all came to a stop, however, when an unfortunately familiar voice rang through the area.

“Having fun?”

Ice flooded through Sora, and he snapped around, Kairi right behind him, Key falling into his hand as he scanned the room.

“Up there!” Kairi called, pointing, and Sora focused in on the top of a games shelf, finally spotting him.

“I know I sure am,” the boy continued, “But phase one is coming to an end – it’s time to progress to the next step.  Tell me, Sora, have you figured it out?  Why these toys intrigue the Organization?”

“What, because they’re easy for you to jerk about?” Sora sneered.

“Hmph; no.  These toys are different from us.  When they first come alive, they are implanted with pre-set memories – memories that don’t truly belong to them, yet they take as their own, a template to guide their path.  Does that sound familiar?”

“Familiar?” Sora repeated, something itching at the back of his head, a zing of realization echoing from Kairi’s heart.

“And so, this unique world should prove an excellent simulation for testing our concerns,” Xehanort continued, “How strong is such a false heart, truly?  When introduced to Darkness, how easily will it be consumed?  All this and more – we must know, before the fated battle takes place.”

“False heart – “ Sora shook his head, “You and the Organization, you’re always going on about people being empty or fake or not having hearts – but they clearly do!”

“Yes, that is true – but not all hearts are the same.  Some are so much more fragile than others – would you like to see what I mean?”

“What – hey!”

“Buzz!”

A startled cry went up behind them, and Sora spun on his heel.  Darkness wreathed Buzz, lifting him in the air even as he struggled.  Snarling, Sora spread his wings, leaping up to intercept.

“Oh, no you don’t!”

A few feet away, one foot, mere inches – Xehanort flashed between them, kicking Sora away.

“Sorry, but I can’t have you interfering before we even get started.”

“Like I’ll just let you do this!”

“Hm.  In this world, you come from a video game – so why don’t you observe from inside the screen?”

“What?”

There was a surge of magic – one Sora couldn’t avoid – and he went flying back.  He hit the wall – no, the tv screen – and then suddenly, he was falling through it, the world warping around him.

“Sora!”

Kairi’s heart leapt to her throat as her Flightmate disappeared, falling through the tv screen rather than shattering the glass.

“And now that that obstacle has been removed,” Xehanort mused, turning back to Buzz.  A hazy wave of his hand set the magic surrounding him pulsing, and the toy gave a choked gasp, screws lifting from his body and into the air behind him.

“No!” she cried, throwing her Key.  She flashed forward just as it approached Xehanort, snatching the Key from the air and spinning into a blow – one that Xehanort caught, barely, sending him skidding away from Buzz as they slid with the momentum.

Their eyes locked, and her heart skipped a beat, remembering – hitch of a breath, slide of a knife, a heart cut free – before he scowled, heaving his strength against their locked blades, and she had to leap away.

“Princess of heart,” he sneered, “What are you doing here?  Shouldn’t you be hidden away?”

“I’m done being left behind.”

“You think you can stop us?”

“I’ve dealt with you once, I can deal with you again.”

Riku had been there, admittedly, but… she couldn’t just let him win.

Xehanort tilted his head, eying her curiously, “Did we meet, then, on my last sojourn through time?”

And that – that gave her pause.  “You don’t remember?”

“My memories were lost when I returned to my natural place in time.  The longer I spend outside the time-stream, the more the memories come back to me.  My other selves, my encounters with Sora, and with the Hero of darkness, I am slowly beginning to recollect.  You – I have no memory of.”

He shrugged, indifferent, and something squirmed in her stomach, wriggling like a snake as heat bubbled up.

“Let me remind you, then.”

They tangled together, Keys and magic flashing through the air.  She’d fought him before and won – she could do it again.  But…

This seemed harder, somehow.

Her back slammed against one of the shelves, and she barely got her Key up in time to block the blow he sent her way.  Instead, their blades locked together.  He pressed his weight down on her, forcing the sharp edge of his blade closer and closer, crushing her against the wood at her back.  Breaths coming fast, she looked up, their eyes met –

He froze.

“You,” he breathed, and she could swear she could see the memories falling into place behind his eyes, each link click-click-click-ing into place, “Those eyes… they’ve haunted me.  It was you – the one to tear me from my vessel.  All our carefully laid plans, and you...”

“I stopped you.”

“You delayed us,” he sneered, “But it won’t go so well for you, this time.”

He turned, heaving, pulling with his grip on her and throwing her across the room.  She tried to pull her wings out but didn’t manage quite in time and hit the ground hard, air punched from her lungs as she rolled.

“I am from further in my time stream than last time,” he said, stalking towards her as she scrambled to her feet, “I have improved.  I’ve trained under the great Keyblade masters of old, traveled the world, learned secrets you could never dream of – but you, you’re just the same as you were before.  You stand no chance against me.”

He came at her with a renewed fury.  If she thought it was a difficult fight before, it was nothing compared to this.  It was all she could do to keep her feet beneath her.  As her stress and fear grew, she could feel Riku pressing close in worry, Sora’s distracted attention split between her and whatever situation Xehanort had thrown him into.  One Flightmate too far away, the other in danger of his own –

She was on her own, for this one.

And she was losing.

Badly.

Despite all her efforts, he had her cornered.  Her arms were shaking, her body aching in a way that threatened bruises later.  She threw up a Reflect, but it flickered out with a single strike.  Grinning triumphantly, he raised his Key high.  His blade struck down.  She cringed, scraping the bottom of her heart for magic – there was a flash –

The world was still.

“I understand the urge to win, but there’s a proper place and time.” 

She... didn’t recognize that voice.

Kairi slowly uncurled.  A tall man stood across the room, light glinting off the silver rings in his ear as he observed a card in his hand.  Seemingly unimpressed, he turned his gaze towards her, “He really needs to learn to play his cards closer to the chest, don’t you think?”

With a crisp flick of his wrist the card swirled and tumbled to the floor, where it glowed brightly before releasing Xehanort with a bright flash.  He immediately turned, snarling at the older man.

“Luxord.  What do you think you’re doing?”

“Your older self thought you might need someone to keep you from getting carried away; and he was right, I see,” Luxord said, “We need her, remember?  And twice over, at that.  Besides, you really should finish the game at hand before starting a new one.”

He tilted his head towards Buzz, who was still floating in his prison of Darkness. Woody, Rex, and Hamm were stacking themselves beneath him in an attempt to reach and rescue him and were close to being successful.  Xehanort screwed up his face in frustration, but nodded just the same.

Quick as a flash, he teleported behind Buzz.  Alarmed, Kairi stumbled to her feet, reaching out futilely.

“Wait!”

Xehanort did – something, she couldn’t see, some kind of flip of the hand inside the revealed panel on the toy’s back, but it caused Buzz to jerk abruptly, head snapping back, then fall limp.

“Buzz?” Woody called, voice tremulous.

Xehnort set him down, and for a moment Buzz stood, staring blankly ahead, like an empty shell.  Then, abruptly, he straightened, eyes darting around the room frantically.

“Buzz - !”

“Buzz Lightyear of Star Command, it is good to see you awake,” Xehanort said, “I feared your crash had damaged you beyond repair.”

“What,” Buzz blinked rapidly, “Uh, yes – what?  Who are you?”

“You don’t remember?  My people requested Star Command’s help with dealing with some raiders.  Unfortunately, your ship crashed on entry, and you ended up captured by them.  I was barely able to retrieve you.”

“You – what are you saying?” Woody shouted, “He isn’t going to listen to this nonsense, right, Buzz?”

Buzz turned to them, a furrow in his brow, “I’m sorry, who are you?”

“One of the raiders I mentioned,” Xehanort said smoothly, “I found them performing some type of experiment on you – I believe they were trying to hypnotize you to their side.  I got you out, but perhaps disrupting the process damaged your memories.”

“Oh, come on.  Not this nonsense again – Star Command isn’t real, and there’s no space raiders – we’re all toys!”

“You see?”  Xehanort said, “He seeks to disrupt your reality.”

“I – “ Buzz stumbled, holding a hand to his head.

“It seems you are still damaged.  Come with me; you need rest.”

Xehanort held out a hand; Buzz wavered.

“Buzz, no!”

He took the hand. 

In a wave of Darkness, they both disappeared.  Luxord followed a moment later.  For a moment, they all stood in silent dismay, before the tv rippled and Sora appeared in a flash of light.

“Xehanort!  Uh… What’d I miss?”

“Was he controlling him somehow, like that doll?” Sora wondered.

“But – that doll was empty,” Hamm protested, “It may have been moving, but there was no one inside!  Buzz still had his personality, he was just, just – “

“Back to the way he was when Andy first got him,” Woody finished grimly.

“Is that what Xehanort meant, earlier, about pre-set memories?” Kairi asked.

“Yeah,” Woody sighed, “When he woke up in Andy’s room, he was convinced he was on some alien planet.  And that Xehanort guy played right into it.  Though, come to think of it, Buzz was a lot more lively, back then.  That weird dark magic stuff must have done a number on him.”

“Maybe that means it didn’t take all the way,” Sora said, “There’s gotta be a way to reach him – maybe his memories are all messed up, but his heart is still there.  And, you guys are really close, right?  There’s no way a connection like that will lose to the Organization’s tricks.”

Woody shook his head, “Maybe, but how am I going to appeal to our friendship if he doesn’t remember?”

“Memories are not so easily lost,” Kairi said, as Naminé pressed the knowledge into her heart, “If there’s even a sliver of a heart to collect them, they’ll remain, even if an outside source tries to remove them.  All it takes is the right spark to bring them to the surface once more.”

“She’s right!” Sora said, “I lost my memory, once, but it wasn’t gone forever.  Trust in your connection, and you’re sure to reach his heart.”

Hamm snorted, “That’s all well and good, but first we’ve gotta find him.”

The army men came to their rescue once more, pointing out a strange dark smoke spilling from one of the vents.

“This might get dangerous,” Sora said, “The Organization is really strong.  Are you sure you wanna come with us?”

“They’ve got Buzz,” Woody answered, and that, it seemed, was that.

Kari crept down the dim vent behind them, trying desperately to swallow down her fear.  She’d managed to down a potion when everyone was distracted, so she wasn’t feeling as bad as earlier, but the concept of a rematch didn’t excite her.  Even with Sora here, the previous fight had shown her just how behind she was.  Wouldn’t she just… get in the way?

She pushed her nerves down, unwilling to let Sora see, to feel her failing courage.  Her focus on the boy in front of her meant she didn’t see their third coming up from behind, however, Riku’s heart suddenly pressing into her space with a passing of concern-care-need me?

Sighing deeply, she glanced ahead where Sora was still leading the way before sending back a feeling of sorry-fear-not enough-shame.

Shame? He echoed the suppressed feeling back, immediately followed by a flood of alarm-concern-care-no, and she flinched away from the emotion she hadn’t meant him to see, hadn’t wanted to admit.  Taking a shaky breath she forcibly detangled herself from him, eyes burning at the wave of love-love-love he sent even as he reluctantly let her go.

“We’re here!” Sora called from up ahead, and she steeled herself.

They ran into Buzz first, the guiding light for his laser shining out of the darkness with deadly precision.

“He told me you’d be coming.  I’m afraid I can’t let you go any further.”

“That’s okay, Buzz,” Woody said, “I’m not here for him; I’m here for you.”

“C’mon, Buzz,” Sora said, “You’ve gotta remember Woody.  You guys were such good friends!”

“Another one of your tricks?  I’ve already heard all about it, and I’m not falling for it.”

“But he’s the one that’s tricking you!” Sora cried, but Kari already knew it was useless.

Woody edged closer, and the laser-sight snapped over to him, landing right on his forehead.  Buzz looked scared, Kairi thought.  On edge, even though he had the upper hand on them.  The cowboy raised his hands protectively, voice soft.

“You gotta know something isn’t right about this, Buzz.  Something in that head of yours is telling you that all of this is just a bit off.”

“Because you messed with my memories,” Buzz insisted.

“You know that isn’t true,” Woody said, “You really don’t recognize any of this?  The store, the toys?  Andy?  Me?”

Buzz scowled, but – there it was, the tiniest flinch.

“You know him,” Kari realized.

Buzz flinched back, “I have no memory of this man.”

“I didn’t say you remembered him.  I said you know him – just a feeling, one that comes up every time you see his face.  And when you look to the empty space at your side, your heart aches, knowing someone should be there.  Right?”

“I…”

Woody gazed imploringly at Buzz who stared, wide-eyed, right back, until he looked away, a finger going to his temple.

“I – I don’t know, it’s all so…”

“Look, it’s okay!” Woody said, “You don’t have to remember right away.  But maybe we can both agree that this whole situation is bad news, yeah?  Let’s get out of here while we can, we can figure everything else out from there.”

Buzz hesitated – one heartbeat, two, three.  Just when Kairi thought it was all for nothing, he sighed, reaching out to accept Woody’s hand.

“Yeah, alri – “

Buzz cut off suddenly, darkness seizing around his limbs.  From the shadows behind him, Xehanort appeared, hand wreathed in matching Darkness.

“It was that easy to break through?” Xehanort sighed, “How unfortunate.”

Sora snarled.  “Xehanort! Let him go!”

“Why should I do that?  I’d really hoped to keep this experiment going for much longer.”

“You were doomed from the start,” Sora said, “It doesn’t matter what you do, the connections between our hearts will always be stronger.  You can’t break that.”

“So noted.  Then, if the connection cannot be severed, we must take pains to keep the two endpoints from ever meeting.  Or, better yet, remove the other anchor all together.” A dark smirk crossing his face, Xehanort cut his eyes back towards them, “Thank you, Sora.  You have been most helpful.  However, in this case, I don’t need to keep the puppet as an ally in the long term.  I just need something to keep you busy.”

Kairi saw the moment the magic began to swell, and darted forward, hooking her hand around her Flightmate’s arm.

“Sora, watch out!”

The surge of magic burst, collapsing around Buzz, the world tearing itself to pieces around them only to reform around the toy as a giant armor set.

“Buzz!” Woody cried in dismay.

“Don’t worry,” Sora called, wings spreading, “He’s gotta still be in there.  We’ll find a way to reach him!”

Kairi spread her own wings, calling her Key to her hand.  A glance around showed that Xehanort had disappeared, and she couldn’t help the flood of relief that spread through her.

“Kairi!  You ready?”

Shaking her head, she turned back to Sora.

“Yeah!  Let’s go.”

After the battle was over, after Sora pried open the armor, reaching in with Woody to cover Buzz in shining light, pulling him from the Darkness, Kairi watched the toys reunite from a distance.

She was exhausted, every inch of her aching, but there was also a satisfaction that thrummed through her bones.  Sora’s plan had left her to fend off all the armor’s weapons, while he and Woody focused on finding a way to cut through the defenses.

And though it was tiring, she’d held her own.  Despite all her fears, she wasn’t in the way.  Sora’s gaze met hers across the way with a bright grin, and she smiled back.  Riku pulled close once again, brushing her with a concern-hope-better?  Huffing a laugh, she let her happiness spread to both her Flightmates.  Across the way, Sora broke into bright laughter, bouncing over to sweep her into a spinning hug.

Distractable as ever, Sora soon darted back to their new friends, talking eagerly as they all made their way back down to the front of the store.

Still, while she was strong enough for this fight, by the end of it all they’d be fighting opponents of Xehanort’s power across the board.  The others, they’d always been protecting her, but this time… this time, she wanted to be able to protect them to.

She was out here to get stronger, and there was so much farther left to go.

Next

[dreams-and-drabbles]

Yozora : Lazy Afternoons

I realize there’s not a lot of content out there for he— I shall fix that, solely for the sake of the Yozora stan. I am spreading the Yozora agenda. 🔵🫦🔴✨

Outside of the world almost ending, things were surprisingly normal for you— Perhaps, it was just wishful thinking that things would remain as calm as they currently were.

Part of you felt as though there had to be some sort of conflict happening for things to be truly normal. Your gaze flicked to your companion and a soft sigh fell from your lips—

Obviously, he didn’t have that problem…

He was currently dozing off, his head resting against the table. Your gaze trailed to his still half full glass of water, and you picked it up with a sigh. He’d knock it over if he ended up tossing in his sleep.

For as aloof as he seemed, Yozora was a surprisingly fitful sleeper. It wasn’t unusual for him to suddenly shift positions mid nap. Still, it was rare for him to sleep so easily, and you didn’t dare wake him.

You made a move to head towards the sink, intending to dump the glass, when a hand wrapped around your wrist.

You stopped in your tracks, glancing at Yozora…

Now, this was a conundrum…

You really didn’t want to wake him, but standing around for however long he slept (( still holding his water—)) didn’t sound ideal, either…

You ended up standing…

Around an hour and a half later, a pair of heterochromatic eyes blinked up at you…

(( One ruby, one sapphire— You often questioned who on earth gave him the right to be so incredibly pretty… Yozora had the unnatural ability to look pretty in any given situation. He even drooled prettily, which was just unfair.))

Yozora released your arm, as though shocked. His eyes were still narrowed from drowsiness, and he blinked at you wearily.

“You could have woken me..”

He muttered, his tone raspy from sleep. You shook your head, a small smile forming on your lips.

“I could have, but I didn’t. You needed the sleep. Seriously. I rarely ever see you rest…”

Yozora sat up, stretching his arms out. “Fine… Thank you. Now, it’s your turn…”

You stared at him, your mind drawing a blank.

“My turn for what?” You asked, confusion in your tone.

His lips twitched into a half smile, as he brought a hand up to stifle a yawn. “It’s your turn to rest. I rarely see you sleep, either…”

You frown slightly, shaking your head. “It’s not that simple… Besides, what if something happens and then—“

He cut you off, “Then I’ll be here. Rest, you also need it…”

Your protests died on your lips and you nodded, glancing at him warily.

“You promise you’ll be here…?”

He nods, his expression softening a bit. “I promise. Get some rest.”

As though being influenced by some sort of outside force, your eyes grew heavy and you fell asleep.

If Yozora ended up napping with you, well—

Neither of you truly had any problem with that…

[flowwmotionn]

I already spoke on it elsewhere but I was watching the Toy Box scenes in KH3 where they go to the video game store and it made me cook up a theory to contextualize That One Scene™ in Remind where Yozora and Sora meet and I've prepared to go full nerd about it here too to preserve it just in case

So, because they showed the Verum Rex commercial at the beginning of the level I always sort of assumed that we were SUPPOSED to assume SDG were intended to be based off the characters in Verum Rex, and because Rex ALSO makes the assumption it's pretty easy to let it go. It honestly still might be the case, sometimes the simplest road is the right road, BUT Donald's line here got me thinking

He also says it's simple, that's just not Sora. So maybe the answer is that Donald's magic didn't turn them into video game characters after all and there was no coincidence or fluke. So my guess now is that since the Toy Box universe IS a fake, there's maybe a possibility that the characters in Verum Rex's appearances have been altered by Donald's world magic also since Magia and Aegis also match Donald and Goofy as well.

THIS BRINGS ME TO REMIND

SO this exchange has been interpreted a million different ways

but going off of everything above, basing this exchange off the theory that Yozora is possibly aware of the existence of a "Sora" because he knows he has a connection to him because he knows possibly his appearance and maybe more is tied to him, my new guess to the meaning of this exchange is that when Sora revealed his name, Yozora was shocked that Sora didn't look more like himself.

We know Yozora's appearance isn't his own, but if Sora is affecting his appearance or other things about him, it stands to reason that Yozora would also believe Sora's face would also look like his....you know....like Riku's face. Now I'm not sure if Yozora is aware of Riku's existence at all, but the more I examine this exchange it really does seem like Yozora was shocked by the fact that Sora looked the way that he did. When you add it on to Riku's dream, and how Yozora stares at him from a distance, I feel like they fit together a bit.

It might also begin to put some possible context behind why Yozora might attack Sora. Either way, if ANY of this gets put in KH4 I am more than excited to see how Yozora and Riku interact because it's going to be the wildest.

[beastenraged]

my broken karma

(Experimental! @hallowed-nebulae )

It falls through the Darkness that makes up the edges of the Radiant Nightmare’s territory. 

Through a series of very fortunate miracles, this newcomer manages to make it without being devoured by wild Nightmares or smashing itself into paste against some more solid sections of the Dream. 

Of the Hollow Bastion parts that lie deep under the Dark waters. 

Only to land right in front of the Nightmare Replica. 

She stares. She’s decided to take something closer to her old body tonight, walking the depths, and this newcomer looks almost exactly like it. 

Lacking the scars, of course. Making up for it for having some very interesting glowing patterns on the skin instead. 

But very clearly a Riku Replica. 

She squats down next to it. Breathes out. 

“Ahhhh....who are you?”

It sits up. Not injured at all, so lucky. So much luck involved. 

“Replica Model 13-B,” the Replica says confidently. 

The Radiant Nightmare considers. 

Oh no, the little thing does not have a name. Poor little thing, how will it exist now without one?

What hooks it into the world that lost it, lost little cub?

What remembers it, when all else has failed?

(This is where the forgotten things fall, for her to devour.)

Memories and thoughts are so much easy to sense here, in this place where dreams are solid and realer than any awaking thought. 

This Replica is barely aware of how it continues existing. It barely has a sense of self. It has no idea what its creator has done to it. 

But the Radiant Nightmare knows. Knows all too well. 

Wouldn’t it be best to give this little thing some measure of mercy? Feed her growling stomach in the process? Her mouth waters. 

(You’ll hate yourself. For this.)

She’s hungry. Enough of this. 

(You already do.)

She strips herself of that form she no longer has the right to. Stretches out a spine into a tailed body, lights glowing upon her form almost like this little snack, lifts up her face to reveal a second set of jaws underneath, single claw extended to pierce the core for swift painless death-

“Big sister!” It shrieks suddenly. A flash of realization, a spark of inspiration. 

The Radiant Nightmare pauses. Freezes, one might even dare to say. 

“Big sister?” the little thing repeats. Like it’s trying to determine if she can hear it. 

Emaemaemaemaema.

Not your sister. 

“Nibling?” The Radiant Nightmare tries. She twitches her claws so they are scooping the little one up rather than stabbing it through like a kebab. 

“Ahh,” it sighs, curling up in her hand. Satisfied. 

Well. She can’t eat it now. She swallows her saliva. 

“Excuse me.”

Hm? Another person here? Two in one...day, she guesses? That’s a bit much, even for someone very lucky indeed. 

She opens another pair of eyes in the direction of the sound to take a look. 

Oh. That’s...unexpected. 

Her first thought is Riku. But that’s not quite right, is it? This boy, this young man isn’t Riku at all, with his mismatched eyes and different set to his body and his interesting crossbow. He sounds different. 

(Noctis. Nocturne. What was it again?)

“Can you put my friend down?” The individual repeats, gesturing with his weapon. Drawing her attention to it, to how he might just use it to put a dart through her eye. Or something like that. 

The little nibling protests. Surprisingly. Or not? It doesn’t seem the most aware of the danger she just put it in. “No, this is my big sister!”

The newcomer looks up and up at her, towering over him. “I...see. Do you mind coming down?”

Nibling considers. Then pats at her claw with a hand. 

“Can you put me down? Don’t drop.”

Almost numbly, the Radiant Nightmare obeys. Placing Nibling just so against the other RIku-lookalike so it won’t fall over.

“Thank you. I am Yozora,” that lookalike introduces. 

Hmmm. Does she know that name?

(She should.)

“You live in a nice place,” Nibling says with a too wide smile.

The Radiant Nightmare glances around. At the near total Darkness, full of Nightmares and Heartless and world-enders. 

Lit only by the colors of your glowing flesh. 

“I appreciate that,” she says honestly. “It can be easy to forget the beauty when spending too much time in a Dream.”

Yozara clears his throat. “...About that. Could you possibly guide us back to the Waking Realm?”

He seems in a hurry. 

She stretches out bigger, even though she knows bigger isn’t best in a game series where the final bosses are most easily defeated when in forms the size of skyscrapers. 

It’s just fun that way, that’s all. To be like a Godzilla. Mothra. Worse. 

“Why, do you have somewhere to go? What if I want company?” the Radiant Nightmare tests. Snapping her jaws, winding her tail around, fins spread wide.

Yozora doesn’t even blink. Not even when Nibling reaches out to pat claws against a long fin that brushes past. 

“This place is not meant for someone like us. Surely you do not want to put your...younger sibling in more danger?”

The Radiant Nightmare considers this. Idly she cracks her jaw. With some delight, she notices Nibling doing the same. Stretching jaws out unnaturally wide, to make a clacking noise. As if to break bone. 

“Fine,” she accepts. “But I’ll take you my way.” 

The Radiant Nightmare grins ever wide, taking the two up to deposit them on her back. Little hands scratch at her scales, tugging as if to peel. 

“Just hold on tight.” 

(Somnus. That’s the name. That’s the song.)

[heyitsyn]

Keeping Up With Seijoh Ep. 7

a/n: im sorry but takeru could take my uwus like hes so adorable yall ��😭

anon:

-LETS BE HONESTTT WITH OURSELVES. oikawa bringing takeru to practice cuz he forgot he promised to watch him n so he asks you to watch him while he rushes off to change— and then takeru goes OFF after he hears that YOURE the person uncle tooru keeps talking about. he basically just exposes oikawa, gets on your good side w all the embarrassing blackmail material he can provide, and oikawa comes back to you grinning like a madwoman HAHAHAHAHA c,:

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-‘ Omg Takeru spills to his mom and grandmother how Oikawa had a crush and how awkward he is around this girl. Which leads to them inviting her over without Oikawa knowing. He comes home one day, a lil upset because yn wasn't at practice only to hear her giggling with his mother and sister while having tea ‘

NOW THIS IS THE REAL TEAAA!!!!!!!

TAKERU IS SUCH A MOOD MY GOD IMAGINE HAVING A CRACKHEAD UNCLE LIKE OIKAWA!!!!😭😭😭😭

uwu yes i love this req so lets start

so basically

two words:

uncle oikawa

bahahaha no not really but yes really tho

anyways

this is going to basically be the scenario where takeru has accepted you as his auntie

so sit down my little grasshoppers because this is finna be a long one

it all started when oikawa forgot his promise

now,

oikawa prides himself in being a know-it-all and being ‘responsible’ or shit like that but hes,,,,, far from that

like how he was currently running towards the gym where takeru’s volleyball class was at because he forgot that his sister made him promise to pick his nephew up since she was working overtime today

oikawa tooru didnt care about his appearance and the way he huffed as he sonic nyoomed his way there since he was more scared of what his sister would do to him if she finds out he was late

the sight of the gym door has never felt so good

‘TAKERU!!’

he yelled and a head peaked out that belonged to the one and only boy

‘uncle, youre so loud’

he chided and tooru rolled his eyes before grabbing his hand

‘hey, go get your stuff. im late and y/n is going go kill me if im not there’

takeru rolled his own eyes and went at a snail’s pace as he packed up his knee pads and his water bottles

‘TAKERU HURRY UP WHAT-!’

‘hmm,, dont lie uncle. you just want to see the pretty goddess nee-chan’

OKAY TAKERU DANG

so basically,,

its been mentioned that you call the boys a lot or its them calling you and oikawa happens to be the one who calls you constantly

and takeru lives with them and he’s usually up quite late so he hears tooru downstairs while talking to you

like one time, he couldnt sleep and his mom told him to drink warm milk to help him so he was just going down the stairs when he heard tooru laugh

now, dont get him wrong

hes heard his uncle laugh before so hes seen how he laughs around girls and it was like nails on a chalkboard

but this time, it sounded very genuine and his chuckles were almost,,, shy

and he figured that tooru was talking to a girl since he kept saying a girl’s name

‘y/n-chan~ youre so cute~ dont make me come over there and kiss you~’

oikawa cooed and takeru cringed 

so he was talking to you

he was no stranger to your name as he once teased his uncle for being whipped and got an hour long rant about how beautiful you were and nice and angelic and how you were just an angel on earth

so yea he knew you

tooru’s voice became clearer as he stepped foot into the kitchen

even a child like him could tell his uncle was basically in love with you

and he doesnt even really know what love is!!

‘disgusting’

the child said and tooru, who believes in ghosts and is the biggest scaredy cat, shrieked at the sudden voice 

‘oikawa-san? what’s wrong?’

your voice could be heard through his phone but tooru quickly told you good night and ended the call before he got off the chair and crossed his arms to stand in front of takeru

‘what did you say?’

he asked and takeru looked up at him, mimicking his pose

‘i said, its disgusting, uncle’

oikawa looked offended

‘what?! how could you say that?!’

takeru shrugged then he walked over to the fridge

‘yozora-kun told me that girls have cooties and we would die if we get it’

god it was such a childish thing to say but to an actual child like takeru, it sounded perfectly valid

‘its gross and nasty and he said you get all sweaty and you get a fever and ew’

tooru shook his head in disbelief before going over to help the boy get a glass

‘its not nasty or gross or disgusting, takeru. its actually,,, really nice. you dont die from it and you get sweaty when you get nervous and you dont get a fever, you just get flustered, thats all’

takeru still didnt believe him

‘well, he also said girls become monsters and they would eat your face’

KFJDSLFJSLDKIM SCREAMING

oikawa chortled 

‘what?!’

‘you heard me. all girls are monsters and you should protect yourself, uncle’

but when he met you, my oh my, you were no monster

you were,,,,,, really really really pretty

poor takeru doesnt really know the real meaning of beautiful so he settled on you being really really really really pretty

like when oikawa dragged him in the gym, takeru stared at you 

his mind couldnt process on the fact that someone as pretty as you even existed 

but that doesnt really say much since hes only like 8

BUT STILL

oikawa was hurriedly shoving them both in the gym and he was annoyed that takeru was just standing there but he was really just watching you as you scurried around to give the team their towels

‘takeru! come on!’

tooru’s voice snapped him out of it so he finally walked forward

‘y/n-chan~!’

oikawa called out and iwaizumi was about to yell at him for being late but you already had your bad bitch face on and you were strutting over

‘oikawa tooru, do you know how late you are?!’

you scolded and pulled his ear down to your height

‘eeeehhhh~~??? y/n-chan dont be so rough! it hurts! dont hurt oikawa-san!’

he teased to ease your anger but you sucked in a sharp breath

‘ill make sure it hurts more’

oikawa turned pale and started pleading and stuttering

‘please pleaseplease y/n-chan, i had to pick up takeru and it was a total mess and-’

at the mention of takeru, you let go of him and you finally caught sight of the little boy

ohmygee he was so adorable and youre just a sucker for adorable kids so you kinda squatted to his height since the height difference wasnt that big

you gave him a big smile and waved a hand

‘hey, you must be takeru. im y/n’

the poor kid’s face turned red unknowingly and he stiffened before nodding aggressively

‘my name is oikawa takeru and i am 6 years old’

he hand out his hands to prove his age and you giggled before nodding

‘my name is l/n y/n and i am 16 years old’

you held out 10 fingers then switched to having 6 up like he did

‘waaaa youre,,,’

the boy paused to subtract with his fingers before looking up at you with wide eyes

‘youre 10 years older than me!’

you sweatdropped at the sudden thought of being old 

‘hmm i guess i am’

you tilted your head to the side and continued to talk to the boy, completely oblivious to the stares from the others

they all sported a bright red blush and red ears at the thought of you being so good with kids and what if it was their own?

kindaichi gasped and held his hands to his face to cover the burst of all shades of red that decorated his entire face

OHMYGOSH THEYRE SO WHIPPED WHAT

‘ne, nee-chan, i know you’

takeru spoke as you led him to sit down on the bleacher, away from the practicing team and from any rogue balls

‘oh? you do?’

‘eung! uncle talks about you all the time! and he calls you too! i live with him, see, and nana yells at him for being on his phone during dinner because hes talking to you’

takeru admitted and you turned red, suddenly flustered

‘he talks about me? what does he say about me, take-chan?’

the little boy paused, holding his chin to think, then he lit up

‘he calls you beautiful goddess y/n-chan!’

YALL TAKERU IS SO CUTE WHAT THE HECK

‘he does?’

you asked, wholeheartedly surprised

takeru violently nods his head

‘yes! uncle talks about you all the time! my friend yozora wants to meet you too!’

‘hah? who is that?’

takeru sheepishly scratches his cheek

‘yozora-kun told uncle that girls are gross but uncle got mad and told him you were different because you were pretty and nice and yozora wants to see if you really were’

you laughed at the childish claims of this yozora boy

‘well,,, take-chan, do you think im gross?’

you asked, making the boy flustered again

‘no,,,, nee-chan is really pretty’

he mumbled while twiddling his fingers and you squealed before hugging him

‘oh, take-chan! you should visit more often!’

takeru nodded, smiling at how warm you were

‘eung! i love nee-chan! see? i can say i love nee-chan because im not a coward like uncle!’

you pulled away just slightly with a raised eyebrow

‘what are you talking about, takeru?’

the child puffed out his chest and his lip took on a smug angle

‘uncle talks to the mirror every morning! he says hes practicing! he takes forever just saying he loves you in the mirror and he doesnt let me pee! but its okay! because uncle can keep being coward but i get the pretty nee-chan!’

a disbelieving smile settled itself on your face and you absentmindedly caressed his smaller hand

‘what else does uncle do, take-chan? you see, nee-chan wants to tease him!’

takeru paused then lit up

‘oh! before i was born, mama told me uncle ate flowers because he thought his fart would smell like roses!’

‘hah?!’

your cries of shock made the boy laugh and you joined in with him

‘also! iwa-nii made me a tree house, right?! and uncle wanted to go in but he was too big so he got stuck at the front door! iwa-nii had to take the front part out and used soap to get him out!’

your cackles attracted the now ready captain and oikawa had an uneasy look

that little brat mustve told you some embarrassing stories based on how you laughed

‘oi! takeru! you shut your mouth right now, young man!’

he shouted and quickly stomped over to you at the bleachers

but you held the boy close, protecting him from the angry brunette

‘no! you stay away, oikawa-san! nee-chan will protect you, take-chan!’

you proclaimed and takeru was more than happy to snuggle closer and stick his tongue out at his uncle

you had a similar mischevious look and a wide but scary grin on your face that spelled nothing but trouble

was he,,,, being blackmailed right now?

tooru was scandalised at the thought and the act causign him to lunge over to you, tickling your sides so you could loosen your grip on the child

but you held on, giggling loudly causing takeru to also laugh when tooru’s fingers would touch his side too

‘no! stop-! ack-! tooru!’

you shouted but tooru was able to find an opening to grab takeru by under his arms and you reached over to grab him back but he was already lifted high

‘now what did you tell her, you brat?’

‘nothing!’

takeru shrieked but tooru hummed, not quite believing him

‘i dont think so’

tooru sat down on the floor and placed takeru on his lap with his fingers quickly hitting his ticklish spots

‘NOOO!!!! UNCLE!!!!’

you giggled and joined over, completely forgetting where you were and what your responsibilities are

okay can we take a second on how cute this moment is?

like despite the team practically being in love with you, they couldnt help but think of how much you guys looked like a family

iwa herded everyone to stop staring and keep practicing bc he knew that this was the first time tooru has been truly happy in a very long time

by the end of practice, you and takeru were practically best friends already

you were very sad to have to let him go home but he promised to come back soon

tooru gave him over to iwa so he could talk to you while you were packing up

you were putting on your jacket when you felt him tap your shoulder

with a smile, you turned around and he mirrored your grin

well,,, it was more like a shy and bashful grin

from behind him, you could see takeru being lifted by mattsun and his laughter echoed in the wind

tooru noticed your gaze then chuckled softly

‘thank you for,,, yanno,, keeping him busy’

you waved your hands around with a laugh

‘nonono! its okay! really! hes so adorable that i look forward to seeing him again!’

he let out a relieved sigh then placed his hands in his pockets, rocking on the balls of his feet

‘y/n,, youre really good with kids’

that comment made you flustered but you waved it off

‘nah, i just connect with them more. theyre so easily entertained and the innocence is nice’

‘well,, youll be a great mother in the future’

you chuckled then ruffled his soft hair

‘youll be a great father in the future then oikawa-san’

at first, he was just going to laugh it off but then the image of you playing with a child who possessed chocolate brown locks and beautiful e/c eyes appeared

he turned red and he fumbled for a response, completely speaking gibberish with no idea of what to even say

unfortunately for him, the team was not in a far distance and they could hear oikawa sputtering nonsense so to ‘help’ him, they started shouting for you guys to hurry up

‘come on! lets go, you guys! the bakery closes in a 10 minutes!’

makki yelled and you perked up and waved to signal you were going

‘come on, oikawa-san!’

you grabbed his hand and pulled him along

takeru noticed his uncle’s red face and a cute sly smile creeped up on his face

‘hmmm,,,,’

then he started a plan

and wow god must’ve wanted him to succeed because its like the fates and the stars and the universe just aligned

takeru was walking with his mom around a supermarket when he noticed your familiar h/c hair

‘y/n nee-chan!’

he shrieked before he could even stop himself and you were startled, wildly looking around for the person who said your name

‘nee-chan!’

takeru shouted again, running away from his mom towards you

‘takeru-!’

yall what is oikawa’s sister’s name? lets name her ‘tara’

tara shouted for her son and ofc ran after him when he didnt listen

‘takeru!’

you greeted back and winced a little when the force fo the little boy crashed into your legs

‘nee-chan! momma, look its nee-chan!’

takeru said when his mother caught up to him

‘oikawa takeru! you never run in the store like that again, you hear me?’

she scolded but then smiled up at you

‘oh hello darling, you must be y/n. im tara, tooru’s older sister and takeru’s mom’

she outstretched her hand for you to shake so you awkwardly shook it

‘uh-im l/n y/n’

‘momma! shes the pretty nee-chan i told you about! and shes the one uncle talks to every night!’

you cringed a little when takeru was excitedly talking as he was attracting other people with his loud voice

tara bless her heart noticed your discomfort and told you to go and follow her to the checkout if you were done

she ended up paying for your stuff despite your protests but she excused it as ‘consider this as payment for putting up that idiot brother of mine’

takeru wanted to show off so he held your bags but you still held on to their own to help tara out

‘ne, nee-chan! why are you not with uncle? its practice today, right?’

takeru asked as you three walked down the street

‘natsu’s sick so i was picking up some porridge for him to eat. i excused today because i wanted to take care of him’

takeru lit up

‘nee-chan! you should come over! nana wants to meet you too!’

tara rolled her eyes at her son with a smile

‘no, take-kun. nee-chan needs to go home to look after-’

‘ah, its okay, oikawa-san! natsu wont be awake for a while so i can spare an hour or two’

‘yey!’

tara made small talk with you while takeru hummed in front of you

‘thank you so much for putting up with my two boys, y/n. i heard from hajime that you kept takeru company while tooru practiced’

you nodded

‘it wasnt a big deal though. i love takeru, hes a sweetheart. and oikawa-san takes good care of him’

tara chuckled

‘as much as takeru loves to poke fun at tooru, he really does appreciate him you know? without a father, i worried on who would be his male figure. but tooru lived up to his title and takeru wants to do everything he does. like say, volleyball’

you followed along and you could see the little bits of tooru even by the way takeru walked

the little skip that his uncle had seemed to copy itself on to the nephew with even the happy humming

‘oikawa-san is,,, a really great person’

you off-handedly mentioned and tara looked at you from the corner of her eye 

warmth blossomed in her chest because although she knew how much of an insecure and rash person her brother was, he deserves someone who talks about him with such love in their voice

even the look in your eyes was enough to make her think,

yep, you are the one

omg nana oikawa is ltr head-over-heels for you already

the love for y/n is an oikawa thing

when takeru opened the door, nana oikawa rushed to greet her grandson when she saw another person

a girl

‘nana! nana! this is y/n nee-chan! uncle’s pretty goddess!’

uwu nana knows who exactly you are

lets just say shes exactly like takeru and has witnessed her son lovingly talk to some y/n girl at 3 in the morning

and her son has expressed his love and admiration towards you every chance he can

so yes lets just say she knows who you are

thats why nana brightly smiled and quickly ushered you into the house

‘oh come in! come in! takeru-kun, go lead y/n-chan to the couch and make her comfortable! ill get tea!’

takeru nodded and he grabbed your hand with his small one to go to the living room

you awkwardly sat stiffly, not exactly knowing what to do as this entire family seemed to know who you are

takeru settled himself beside you and was actively talking about what they did at volleyball practice today

you were enamored in his story that you didnt notice nana walk in with a try of tea with tara trailing behind her with cookies

you moved to help her but nana shook her head with a gentle smile before sitting down at the chair beside the couch

‘here you go, dear’

you bowed slightly and held the cup of green tea

everyone was now settled and you were nervously tapping your finger against the cup

you dont even know why youre nervous

its like youre suddenly meeting your boyfriend’s family without your boyfriend actually there

‘so,’

you jumped a little at the voice of nana and she smiled at you

‘oh dear dont be so nervous! we’re not that bad! we dont bite’

‘unless you want us to’

takeru whispered and you giggled, ruffling his hair with your free hand

‘so youre the famous y/n-chan then?’

you nodded again

‘takeru told us all about his adventures at seijoh the other day and, well,, he likes to tease his uncle but,, we believe him’

tara smiled, remembering her son’s words

‘nee-chan, i told them that uncle was very weird and shy and awkward and it was so weird’

he whispered, yet still able to be heard by everyone in the room

‘oh my, when we heard that we couldnt believe a person, much less a female, could even do that to him! i worried that my son would never develop interest in any girl but it seems i was worrying for nothing!’

nana giggled and you couldnt help but smile, realizing her laugh sounded exactly like tooru’s

‘you know, y/n, tooru’s never really had a crush before. and believe me, id know but even with his last girlfriend, which was also his first, he didnt seem interested at her in that way-well, maybe he was but he wasnt exactly enamored with her like he is with you’

you knew little about tooru’s first and last girlfriend

it was the butt of mattsuhana’s jokes all the time but you never partook bc you could see how,,, sad,,, tooru looks whenever its brought up

but you turned red,hand waving at her last comment

‘oh nonono, youre wrong. uhh, how do i say this,, oikawa-san,,, he just appreciates me bc,, i,,, reject his advances,, and,,, bring him milk bread,,, and banana milk,,,, and such,,,’

you trailed off and the two older women shared a look behind their cups

heh, it was refreshing to have tooru do the chasing this time

‘you must be wondering how, we, you know, know you, right?’

you nodded at nana’s question

she chuckled then placed her tea down

‘you see, we are aware of tooru’s,,,, expiditions. and by that, we mean the interest of others in him and his returned interest. but hes our family so we know that his interest is,, actually fake’

you looked down, knowing exactly what shes talking about

‘especially with girls, we see his annoyance, his ignorance, and we’re not proud of it. but with you, when he talks about you, its as if he was talking about the,,, the love of his life!’

you were startled, not sure if you should be proud of that or confused about that

‘mom! dont say that!’

tara nagged but nana shrugged her off

‘no, i want to express my gratitude for this girl. y/n, i want you to know now that,,, my son is damaged’

‘takeru cover your ears’

tara hurried and the boy shot his mother a confused look but still did it anyways

‘tooru,,, feels that he shouldnt burden us as he’s now the man of the house after his father and i’s separation. and,,, perhaps its the past of his father’s but,,, he doesnt let anyone in, except for us and hajime’

nana oikawa’s eyes held sadness

a raw emotion that shouldnt be shown to a stranger but by how much and how often tooru talks about you, she practically knew you already

‘and he refuses to do anything that isn’t necessary. he hates doing pointless things unless they will serve him purpose in the future thats why he focuses on that damn sport so much, even giving himself injuries! i worried and worried for him but then,, you came along. all the sudden, i see the life in his eyes that was wrongly taken from him, be replaced and its all because of a girl. ive never heard tooru talk about someone else other than his team or hajime so it was quite a surprise for us that he found someone who was, what he considers, worth his time. and the way,, the way he looks when he talks,,, y/n, i believe you are what he says, an angel’

a sudden wave of tears appeared as nana oikawa looked up to meet your eyes and you let out a stiff laugh but you tightened your grip on your cup

‘you are,,, my son’s angel’

DKFLJSKDFJDSLKFJSDLKFJD MY FEELS

the conversation was quickly shifted by tara as she could see the conflict in the way your eyebrows furrowed and the rapid movement of your pupils

she knew that you were probably still at a stage that you didnt realize your captain’s real and authentic feelings for you and she didnt want you to find out this way 

tara knows how emotional her mother can get regarding her son so she switched to another topic to not get too in deep with the whole situation

next thing you knew, you were giggling and laughing at nana oikawa’s merciless onslaught of her son’s childhood events

you attempted to hide your laugh by sipping your drink but it still came out wholeheartedly

‘yes! i wondered for a whole week as to why my roses were disappearing and i never would’ve thought id find my son eating them at 6 in the morning!’

nana cackled while takeru was so laugh-tired that he slumped over to your side, completely breathless

‘oh! dont forget the mickey mouse one! you see, y/n, we spent about a week at my aunts house and tooru saw a mouse! the poor child woke everyone up at midnight, screaming about a mouse sleeping next to him! and just to top it off, we visited disneyland and, whew, we just know now to avoid mickey mouse. to this day, that child is still traumatized by that cartoon’

meanwhile at seijoh,

oikawa was sneezing nonstop and iwaizumi has bonked him many many times now

‘OI! IF YOU GET SICK RIGHT NOW I WILL HIT YOU!’

‘OH GREAT! ILL BE SICK AND HAVE A CONCUSSION AT THE SAME TIME! THANKS IWA-CHAN!’

tooru irritably snapped and iwa was even surprised at how snippy he was

‘oi, what crawled up your ass and died today’

oikawa pouted then stomped his foot like a child

‘y/n isnt here today’

‘oikawa shes taking care of her cousin! she has a life outside of us you know?’

makki teased but flinched when tooru stomped his foot harder

‘but im her life! im all she needs!’

the entire team sweatdropped at the sight of makki and mattsun holding back their bara arms vice captain from beating up their captain 

‘ill be sure to give him mickey mouse stickers next time!’

you teased and they laughed

there was still remaining giggles left when the door handle twisted and the front door opened, revealing the man of the hour himself

takeru perked up and ran to the door to greet his uncle

‘uncle! uncle!’

he exclaimed and tooru sighed before grinning at him

his ears twitched at a familiar muffled giggle but he thought nothing of it by excusing it as him missing you so much that hes now hearing you

the thought of you dampened his mood again

‘uncle is too sad to play with you, takeru’

takeru’s head tilted to the side and one eyebrow was raised

‘heh? why? iwa-nii bonk you too hard?’

tooru shook his head solemnly

‘no. my darling wasnt there today and-’

‘oikawa-san, welcome home’

you emerged into the small hallway and tooru’s jaw dropped

then he snapped out of the surprise and ran straight towards you, picking you up and twirling you around

‘Y/N-CHAN~~~~~!!!!!’

he cheered and you giggled, trying to hold on to his shoulders to stabilize yourself

‘dont be so loud, oikawa-san’

you chided but with a smile

tooru calmed down however he still held you in his arms and was looking up at you with a grin, completely missing the fact that youre even at his house

‘its so nice to have y/n-chan greet me at the door. its like i have a wife! you wanna be my wife, y/n?’

you blushed a deep red and flicked his forehead

‘oikawa-san, your mother and sister is-’

you whispered harshly but a sudden shout made you both turn

‘NO! NEE-CHAN IS MY WIFE! NOT UNCLE’S! SHES TOO PRETTY FOR A COWARD LIKE UNCLE! I WILL FIGHT FOR NEE-CHAN! SURRENDER, UNCLE!’

you and oikawa looked at each other exasperatedly but with a fond look in your eyes

‘go’

you whispered

‘avenge me, oikawa-san’

that was enough for him to drop you gently and run to tackle takeru, who was giggling and kicking the air

you returned to your spot on the couch but shrunk back at the smirks the two oikawa women were directing to you

nana oikawa wanted you to have dinner with them so you stayed and oikawa held your hand under the table

even though they could obviously see it but yanno just stay quiet

‘y/n-chan, as much as i love you being here and meeting my family, how did you get here?’

takeru proudly raised his hand and swallowed his food

‘I BROUGHT NEE-CHAN HERE! I SAW HER AT THE MARKET!’

tooru nodded and reached over to ruffle his head

‘thank you, takeru! you turned uncle’s bad day to a good one!’

you turned to him with a worried look

‘huh? did something happen while i was away?’

tooru shook his head and pouted at you with his puppy eyes

‘y/n-chan wasnt there at practice today and oikawa-san missed her very much and-’

‘oikawa-san, please refrain from speaking in third person’

‘BUT Y/N-CHAN-!’

again, the two oikawa women shared a look

yep, you are the one

oikawa naturally took it upon himself to walk you home by saying ‘y/n-chan shouldnt walk home by herself!’

but in reality, he just wanted to spend more time with you because he didnt get to do that today

he just wanted his daily fill of you

O_O

aNYwAys

you both were walking down the street, hand-in-hand

KDSFJLSDKFJ FLASHBACKS FROM THE OIKS ROUTE

‘i love your family, oikawa-san’

you said and he giggled

‘well, just wait a few years and youll be a part of it too’

you blushed and smacked him on the chest making him wince and exagerrate an ‘ow!’

‘your mom,,, really loves you. and your sister, and takeru! theyre really nice and im happy your family loves you so much’

‘what about you? do you love me?’

you hummed

‘eung! i love oikawa-san! and the boys! i love all of you!’

DKFLJSDKFJSDLKFSJD NOOOOO FLASHBACKS AGAIN TO THE KUWS EPISODE OF THEM LEAVING AND OIKAWA TELLING HER HE LOVES HER ANDFJDKFJSDKFLDKJ ACK! FEELINGS!

oikawa had a sad smile on but he didnt push any further

‘well! you met my family already so now its my turn to meet yours!’

you turned to give him a deadpan expression

‘oikawa-san, my father chased you with a broom. i dont think its safe for you to even step foot at my front porch’

oikawa scoffed and puffed out his chest smugly

‘hah! your oikawa-san is a strong man! he doesnt get scared over some broom!’

‘oh! oikawa-san! i need to get your opinion on this! i want to give iwa-san this mickey poster but-’

noticing that oikawa was no longer walking beside you, you turned around to see him staring at the spot you were previously at 

‘oikawa-san?’

he didnt answer and you giggled

‘oh? is it mickey mouse? you scared?’

you neared the phone to his face and then his eyes settled on the terrifying face of the disney character

oikawa screamed

a/n: AAAAAAAAA WE FINALLY GETTING THROUGH REQS AND IM SO HAPPY THAT MY TEACHER IS SO NICE AND OMGOMGOMG MY FRIEND GOT INTO AN ACCIDENT AND WE WERE TALKING ABOUT HOW A BIRD GOT INTO OUR CLASSROOM AND SDKFJDSLFKJSDLKFJSDLFKJNOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyways, how yall been? i know ive been gone for a hot sec but uwu hey!!! 

[daybreak-academy-fanfic]

I wonder if that mysterious character Yozora is the same age as Riku?

Well, a quasi-serious answer from me would be that Yozora's guessed age in somewhere in the range of your standard Final Fantasy hero. (Which is about 20-something, especially if you take his spiritual predecessor into account (becauseNomuraisturningintoKeijiInafuneandthefandomwillreactaccordinglyshouldhebeletgo), it may not be that far off.)

Riku, on the other hand, is canonically 17/18 by Limit Cut and Melody of Memory. Having been 15 in Kingdom Hearts 1, a year passing before 2 (making him 16), and then another year until Limit Cut and MoM (17).

The shape of the faces more or less indicate that Yozora could be older too. It's longer, and Riku's cheeks are slightly fatter. But that’s just guessing from staring at portraits for long enough- the art style isn’t that varied with this series to make it fact.

[jothebakuho]

Hiii!! so first off,, how are you? hope ur doin good :)) do you have any little headcanons for yozora and baku that u just have in ur head? like how in the fic baku brushes her hair and has all these charts for her eating/sleeping schedule and stuff,, anything fluffy or whatever (not fluffy is cool too lol) it's cool if u don't of course! mainly just wanted to say hi cause i think ur cool and i just love ur fic so much

Omg hi! I'm doing not so Hot because studies + life is killing my back. But p good overall! How are you? :D hope everything is fine and dandy~

And, so many headcanons I have for these two gosh.

Where to start? Lemme just go with what you mentioned! (hint: they're ALL fluffy)

~ Bakugou has a Thing for the brat's hair and cheeks. I literally mention this somewhere but I do not know, I do not know where (it's 53k and ongoing ffs).

He likes ruffling her bangs and brushing through the softness and it reminds him of the first day, how mangled it was and the contrast is just Peace to him. it's so bright orange and sunny now! So ~ healthy

He uses his fingers like a comb or just tousles her bangs to be Annoying. Unfortunately, Yozora doesn't care much about appearances, but then Bakugou does so he straightens it out himself.

She Knows Bakugou's touch v well by now. Her hair smells like a mix of caramel and blueberry shampoo bc of How Much he plays with her hair.

Her cheeks- he tried avoiding. He always wanted to Poke and Squish and if you go to the first chapter, you'll see how weirded out he was. That was me showing you guys, he thinks the brat is Cute, and it. freaks. him. out.

He takes a deep breath and surveys the girl again. A few wisps of orange hair fall over her eyelids and Bakugou is suddenly struck by an odd urge to poke Yozora's exposed cheek.

He shakes it off with a bewildered stare and crosses his arms.

- Chapter 1

Now, that he's admitted it, he can't really stop. And p soon, we will see just how soft he is for her cute face ;-;

So, subtle reasoning for the cheeks love is: Yozora is a bit bony because of her life and current disorders, right? And kids are usually soft looking but Yozora is not. So, her cheeks are like the only parts that are somewhat plump- in Bakugou words that would be 'The only fat she's got in her.'

Once he gets into cheek kisses, it's over for us.

With his index, he pokes her bony cheek.

But it's softer than he'd expected.

- Chapter 3

~The charts, he updates before sleeping every night and during meals. He plans out her weekly meals in advance. He kind of has to, bc of how overloaded he is, he needs to seriously schedule his life. That's the only way he has been stringing on being a Pseudo mama bear and hero-in-training. He categorizes by food groups, and decides what vitamins/supplements he's gonna put in that way. For e. g., he plans to feed her X and Y, so she's gonna need Vitamin D more, let's say. So, he'll slip that into her drinks. He was originally aided by Dr. Akio but now he has a good handle on it. He is actually the one who understands it best at this point. The sleep ones are basically how long and how deep she sleeps each day, and if she's doing it longer/at night. You'll see in the next chapter how well Bakugou Knows. Those charts are viewable by Aizawa and Dr. Akio so, they stay updated about Yozora's progress as well.

And it's all super meticulous. Think pie charts, histograms, graphs and colour coding. The class was shook because it looks like he freaking data mined on Yozora.

Bonus hc:

~Bakugou is big on being Gentle with any injuries Yozora gets (for e.g. hair getting stuck on a knot) because he wants to show her it ain't normal to hold it in, but Yozora doesn't understand. She doesn't because pain like that is stuff she has learned to internalise a long time ago. So, it's confusing to her. And she doesn't get why her heart is always warm when he does that. :((((

And eeeee, thanks for loving it! Every time someone says that my heart goes POOF :v

OYEE! Man, I also think you are so Cool <3 You can say hi or come chat any time :D And, I think it's amaze that you do drawings, too :o

[magenta-cat-drawingss]

Dazatsu Secret Children

Since I’m a sucker when it comes to my fav OTPs having there own family, house, and future children I decided to make for dazatsu^^ 

(might draw them someday when feel like it)

also this post is only an introduction about them the next post will the shenanigans and the craziness of the Dazatsu household might do a oneshot?...who knows?:)

They have two children

(Son): an energetic, open minded, jumpy little boi who loves to explore and discover stuff apparently his personality is just like his dad (Dazai).

He has a pale skin. His eyes has the same sunset colors of Atsushi’s eyes with a brown glow into it. His hair is fluffy light brown with silver strands.

 (Daughter): a lovely innocent, shy, beautiful, girl with a bubbly energy who just curious about this would so u could say she has her papa’s (Atsushi) personality 

She has a tan skin. Her eyes are light brown with a golden orb in the middle. Her hair is soft, half brown and half silver.

Names: when looked up to see whats the meaning of Dazai and Atsushi it was meh so...

Little angel: her name is Suzuran which means lily of the valley

Sometimes Dazai loves to call her Yūhi no Shita no Tenshi which means Angel Beneath The Sunset or Tenshi for short (angel)

Because she is already a beautiful and sweet like an angel and her expression always seems to softens beneath the sunsets

Also her nickname is just like Atsushi’s ability name Beast Beneath The Moolight hahah yeah i know i’m hilarous

Little boi: his name is Nichibotsu which means sunsets

When this little demon becomes chaotic Atsushi started to call him Yozora no Taiyō which means Sun in The Night Sky 

Because he has so much energy even at night when u are suppose to calm down and rest ur mind

Now you might be wondering why these names tho? Well...

Imagine a scenery where lilies swaying on top of a small mountain and calm ocean waves clashing onto it and above them are sunset skies

Also lilies are my fav flowers and sunset skies are so beautiful to stare at tbh

Age: I was THIS close to make them twins but nah i want a protective big bro

Nichibotsu: is 10 years old

Suzuran: is 8 years old

Last but not least abilities: it was kinda tricky to come up with a simple ability with a simple name unlike the quirks in bnha that u can create and name easily lmao like fire,ice, etc. Also bsd have these long ability titles ;-; so...

Nichibotsu: Jōnetsu no Moeru Taiyō which means The Burning Sun of Passion

He might be goofy and silly sometimes but when it comes to protecting his home and family oh u dont wanna mess with him

He can turn into a full demon underneath a warm evening sky that’s why Dazai makes sure they are close in case he loses control all of a sudden

Suzuran: Yozora no Yasashī Hoshi which means The Gentle Star at The Night Sky

She would become invincible and holds onto her bro because

Unlike Dazai’s ability nullifies the ability with one gentle touch.but with her gentle touch she can make and ability user strong 

she is also strong physically

annnnnnnnnnnd that’s all i wanted to say about them i might change their ability names if felt like it but for now that all i have lol. Also feel free to draw or write a fan fic about them and mention me uwu

[atomic-taco-muffin]

Can I have another part to Riku x shy female reader? Where she and Yozora go to a restaurant and get pancakes. Upon seeing the pancakes she remembers when her and someone guy going out to eat. He even called her a cute nickname. But she doesn’t fully remember. The more she hangs around Yozora the more she has little flashbacks of this mysterious man.

Riku x Shy!Reader Part 6

Warnings: fluff/angst?

You woke up seeing Yozora’s sleeping face. It was super cute. You wanted to pet his hair, but was afraid that he might wake up. You thought screw it and started playing with his hair. It was so soft! You continued to play with until he woke up.

“Whatcha doin’, baby?” he teased. You retacted your hand and hid under the covers. 

“N-nothing.” you said. 

“Didn’t look like nothing. You can play with my hair if you want.” he smiled. You shyly reached your hand to feel his hair. You suddenly had a flashback to playing with Riku’s hair but you couldn’t remember who he was. You didn’t think to much of it and went to get ready for the day. Yozora took you to a local diner and ordered some pancakes. When your pancakes arrived you had another flashback about that guy. 

~~~~

Riku was coming home from a mission and wanted to take you out to eat. He took you out to a diner and ordered some food. When your food arrived, you started to eat. Riku noticed how you kinda looked like a bunny when you ate. That’s when he came up with your new nickname. 

“Hey, bunny? How’s the food?” he asked. 

“B-bunny?” you asked shocked. 

“Yeah. It’s your new nickname. You look like a cute bunny when you eat.” You blushed and hid your face in your hands. 

“Do you not like it? I can change it if you want.” 

“Nonono, I liked it. I just wasn’t expecting it.” He smiled. 

“Well, good. I’m glad you like it. But you haven’t answered my question.” 

“Oh, i-it’s good. I like it.” 

~~~~ 

You still couldn’t remember who that guy was but you knew that you dated him. Yozora noticed how you weren’t eating and staring into space. He waved his hand to get your attention. 

“Baby, you okay?” he asked. 

“Y-yeah. I-I was just t-thinking about s-something.” you stuttered. 

“Okay. Well, your pancakes are starting to get cold.” You noticed how you haven’t touched your pancakes and started eating them. After you and Yozora paid for your breakfast, you asked Yozora if you could go shopping. He agreed and you two went to the mall. While you were at the mall, you had more flashbacks of Riku. It was starting to give you a headache. You saw a coffee shop and went to go get some water. After you got your water, you saw Yozora coming out of a shop. 

“There you are! I was wondering where you went.” he said. 

“S-sorry. I wanted to get something to drink.” you said. 

“It’s okay. I wish you told me beforehand. I don’t want you to get lost.” You and Yozora finished your shopping and went home. When you went to bed, you stared up at the ceiling, trying to figure out who that guy was from your flashbacks. You soon fell asleep, having more flashbacks of him. 

[shayclov391]

Twisted Hearts Chapter 1

Ok so here is twisted hearts, the story of where Sora found himself at Twisted Wonderland 

hope you all enjoy, fair warning

this chapter is long 

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‘This feels…familiar…’ he thought as he felt himself drifting into an endless abyss, he opened his eyes as he finally felt the ground; he slowly got up as nothingness surrounds him.

“Ah…my dearly beloved”

Sora looks around, searching for the voice. Yet found no one. ‘Another dream?’ he says out loud and starts to walk on the darkness, this feels familiar for Sora but at the same time, it’s also unfamiliar to him.

“A lovely and noble flower of evil”

“Truly, you are the most beautiful of them all”

Sora starts to walk into the darkness to hopefully find something, anything. Soon, he hears horses carrying a carriage, he looks around and sees something in the distance coming his way, he starts to run towards it. As he was getting close, all the sudden heartless start to appear between him and what he can see is a carriage.

“Mirror, mirror on the wall...”

“Who is the most...”

Sora did not listen to the voice as the heartless start to get near him; he summons his key blade, the kingdom key, and starts to fight off the heartless. Striking and slashing the heartless while dodging the heartless from coming at him.

After finishing off the heartless, he noticed something one on the ground at the last heartless he has defeated, hi pick it up in curious, it looks like a pen with a chain that looks like it could be attached to his keyblade, curious, he attaches the chain to his keyblade, the keyblade glows and disappear which made Sora surprised. He tries to summon it his keyblade but nothing happens, which confused Sora, and before he can think about it. The carriage finally arrives in front of him.

A black carriage carrying an ornate circular mirror with glass a deep emerald color, and skeletal horses at the front skeletal horse, it nearly looks like it’s a carriage that goes to a funeral. Sora disperses his keyblade and looks at the carriage warily as its doors open; he looks inside to sees nobody in it, only a mirror. Cautiously, he steps into the carriage.

“Those who are guided by the dark mirror”

“As long as your heart desires, take the hand that appears in the mirror”

As soon as the voice says it, he noticed a strange eerie light coming from the mirror the carriage had, and a hand appeared before him from the mirror. Sora stares at the hand, he could hear his heart beating fast. He slowly takes it.

“For me. For them. For you. We are all running out of time! No matter what, never let go of my hand.”

All of the sudden, the hand-pulled him through the mirror. He starts to lose consciousness, and darkness takes over his vision.

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Sora could hear something banging on something else, he opens his eyes to see that he is somewhere dark, he outstretches one of his arms, only to be met with a wood surface, he starts to feel around and realized, that he is in a box.

He then hears a voice on the other side “Crap, people are coming... Gotta get a uniform while… grrrr! The lid is too heavy!” followed by a rattle from the outside, he goes to knock on the wood.

“Hey, is someone there? Can you get me out?” he attempts to yell, but it seems that the box is too thick, that it can’t be heard from the inside. He thought about using his key blade but, the keyblade would be too big in the tight space that he is in.

“Grrr..It’s no use, time for my secret technique!” Sora then felt the box heating up, he leans to the surface of the box and then it starts to open, making Sora fall off

“Whoaaa!”

“Ffggnnnaaaa!?”

Sora falls to the ground, he groans and looks up to see a grey-furred animal that looks like either a cat or a raccoon, but the creature has blue flames coming out of his ears, it sort of reminds him of Hades from the underworld.

He seems surprised seeing Sora wide awake “Why are you awake? You’re supposed to be asleep!” the cat…raccoon? Creature says.

“A cat?” he wonders out loud, the cat thing? Looks annoyed “Who are you calling a cat! I am the great Lord Grim, y’know!? Treat me with respect, you pitiful human!” Sora tilted his head in confusion as Grim got on all fours “Enough chit-chat! Gimme those clothes! Or else I’ll roast you!”

Sora looks at his clothes, surprised to see that he is not in his regular attire, but in a black robe with gold and purples trim and pattern “Where did I get this?” he checks out his clothes.

“Hey! Don’t ignore me! Fgggnnnnaaaa!” Grim starts to run at Sora, and jumps to pounce on Sora, but Sora side steps, making Grim jump into the casket behind Sora.

“Gyahh!” The demon-cat-raccoon exclaimed when it face-planted to the cushioned casket.

“Sorry” Sora says, but then he starts running away from the room, as he runs, he looks around over where he is ‘am I in another world, that means I can find a way back to Destiny Island’ he thought as he runs through the rather gloomy hallway.

He soon finds himself in a library, where he sees some books are flying “Where am I?” he wonders and soon see a fireball head to his way, but he dodges last second and looks to see that the cat-raccoon animal headed to him.

“Hehehe…you think you can get away from me, you dumb human” Sora looks at Grim and frowns “You again, the cat-raccoon?” he still has no idea what Grim is as he stomps in frustration “How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not a cat or a raccoon, I’m the great and powerful Grim, now gimme those clothes”

“I’m not gonna give it to you, and you're being rude” Sora says, crossing his arms while narrowing his eyes at Grim as the cat smirks “Then it’s time for me to roast you,” the blue flames on his ears begin to grow.

He inhaled and aimed his fire at Sora, but he quickly dodges it and gets into a battle stance but have not summoned his keyblade yet.

“Stop it, you’re gonna burn the place down” he says, but Grim smirks “Then give me your clothes now” he got on all four and jump to pouch Sora again.

And then out of nowhere, there was a sound of a cracked whip. “Eh?! That hurts! What’s this cord?!” Grim cried out, trying to break free from the restraint.

“It’s not a mere cord! It’s the whip of love!” A voice corrected Grim from the shadows. Sora eases his posture and looks behind him to see a silhouette figure that came closer to them.

Sora can see the man up close. He was wearing a top hat that had a little mirror on it; he is also wearing a suit and a cape, on his side has three mirrors and chains of keys, half of the man’s face is covered behind the black mask, but Sora could see the glowing yellow eyes beneath the mask.

“Aah, I finally found you! I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” He sighed, disappointment written across his face. Sora looks at the man in confusion “Umm…I’m sorry?”

The man sighs and crosses his arm, still holding firm to the ‘whip of love’ and look at Grim “Also, having a familiar that you haven’t tamed is against the school rules!” this made Sora and Grim look at each other “He is not-“

“I’m nobodies’ familiar!” Grim looks at the headmaster while continue to struggle “Let me go!”

The man brushes off Grim’s comment “Yes, yes, every rebellious familiar always says that.” He raised his hand which has a golden claw on each finger, he made a zipping gesture “Now, please be quiet and let us have a converse in peace.”

“hhmmpp” Grim’s mouth magically zipped as the man turns to Sora, who just looks confused “However, it is unheard of for a student to be able to open their door by themselves” he looks at Sora with a small frown. “Hold on, I was in there until he opened it by force” Sora says, explaining himself “I see, so the familiar is to blame” The man looks at Grim “Well then, If you brought him here, then it is your responsibility to look after him.”

Sora and Grim look at each other again “But he's not-“

“Ah that’s right. Come, come now the entrance ceremony started long ago! Let us not be later than we already are!” the man says cutting Sora off and ushers the boy leaving the library carrying the still tied up Grim who continues to struggle.

Sora is very confused, where is he? Why is he here? And why did is his outfit change? The last thing he remembers is that he was fighting Yozora in some sort of tower, and then, after defeating Yozora, he finds himself back at final world, but after that it all went blank. He looks to the man in front of him.

“uhh, sir?” Sora called out earning the man’s attention “Where are we exactly?”

The man stops and looks at Sora in surprise “What’s this? Are you still dazed?” he placed a golden claw on his chin. “It appears the teleportation magic has left you disoriented; that is a common side effect; let me give you a brief explanation as we make our way to the ceremony, for I am so gracious!”

Sora tilted his head in confusion as the headmaster continued,

“This is Night Raven College!” he motioned to the school around them. “Magicians that are blessed with a unique aptitude for magic gather from all over the world, here at the most prestigious magical academy in Twisted Wonderland.” He turned back to Sora. “And I’m the headmaster, appointed to take care of this academy by the board chairman, Dire Crowley.” He turned back and continued the way to the ceremony. “Only those magicians seen as worthy by the Dark Mirror can attend this school, chosen ones use the gate and are summoned here from around the world…an Ebony carriage carrying a gate should have gone to meet you as well.”

Now that he mentions it, Sora did remember about something about a carriage in his dream. ‘Or maybe…it wasn’t a dream’ he thought as the Headmaster ushered Sora again; “Come now, we have an entrance ceremony to get to.”

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“—Now then, are the entrance ceremonies and dorm sorting finished?” Riddle says looking at the last first year that has been sorted to a dorm. He stood among the other dorm Perfects as the first years got sorted to their dorm. They’ve already made their introduction of themselves and their dorm.

Riddle looked at Azul who nod and lower the papers that the headmaster is holding “yes, I believe so”

Riddle nods and looks at the new Heartslabyul dorm student “Listen up, new students. I make the rules in Heartlabyul. Anyone who breaks them will lose their heads—do keep that in mind.” He said sternly.

Leona, the Savanaclaw Perfect yawned. “This boring ceremony is finally done.” He placed a hand on his hip as he looked at the first-years. “Let’s get back to the dorm. Savanaclaw, follow me” he said.

“To all the new students, I would like to congratulate you on your enrollment here! I hope each and every one  of you're able to live a fulfilling school life!” Azul says as he took a step forward. He might seem smiling. He folded his arms over his chest. “As the dorm leader of Octavinelle, I will support you as best as I can!”

Vil, the dorm Perfect of Pomefiore look at the others “By the way, where’s the Headmaster? He flew off in the middle of the ceremony”

Azul was about to answer but got cut off by Idia, the Perfect of Ignihyde,  he speaks through his floating tablet “He abandoned his duties…”

Kalim, the Perfect of Scarabia dorm looks curious “maybe he had a stomachache and has to go to the bathroom?” He suggested. But as soon as he says that, the door burst open, revealing the Headmaster.

“Not at all,” the Headmaster says, followed by a student that the dorm Perfects see has a very spiky brown hair. “Oh, he’s here” Riddle says and looks at the boy. The headmaster made his way to the mirror with the boy who looks around the room in curiosity.

“I can’t believe you all, we are missing one new student so I went to find him” the Headmaster says as Sora looks at him ‘wait, student? I’m in a school?’ he thought as the Headmaster turned to him.

“Now, you’re the only one who we have yet to assign to the dormitory. I shall watch over the raccoon, step in front of the dark mirror” he says gesturing the mirror which holds a tight grip to Grim who still trying to break free from the ‘lash of love.’

“Hhmmmpp” Grim muffled as Sora took a step towards the mirror that has a face.

“State thy name” the dark mirror says.

“my name is Sora” he replies, “Sora…the shape of thy soul is…” the mirror says before going  silent for a moment until it finally says:

“I do not know”

“Come again?” The Headmaster says, looking surprised

“Forsooth, I feel a strong wavelength of magic power from thee. The magic that is both ancient but not. The magic that does has been forgotten and no longer exists from this world. Howbeit, thou art’s soul is not eligible for any dormitory.” The dark mirror explained.

Sora could hear many students whispering and muttering about him as The Headmaster looked at the mirror in disbelief “magic that does not exist within this world? How could this possibly have happened?” he wondered; this gave Grim a chance to finally be freed by the lash.

“Then I’ll take their place, I’m even more powerful than some ancient magic, check this out” Grim start to prepare his fire magic “Everyone get down!” Riddle says as Grim start to set things on fire. The fire even hit Kalim’s butt “AH, HOT, HOT, MY BUTT IS ON FIRE” he screams, tries to put the fire out.

Sora quickly make his moves, he uses his hand to use to cast Watera on Kalim and onto the fire to put it out before turning to Grim, “hey stop that!” he says as he uses Stopra on Grim, making the raccoon-cat freeze with a time on his head for around 10 seconds counting down, “he’s frozen in time...” one of the students says, looking amazed.

“only for a few seconds, hurry!” Sora says as Riddle took out his magic pen “off with your head” he raised his magic pen and placed a heart-shaped collar on Grim as the timer reach zero.

“—fgnah Gaaah! What’s this?!” Grim tries to take the collar off, but to no avail.

“Rules number 23 of the Queen of Hearts: You must not bring cats into areas of festivities.” Riddle huffed and crossed his arms looking at Grim. “As you are a cat, trespassing here is a serious rule violation. We will have you leave immediately.”

“I’m not a cat! A cat can’t burn things like-” Sora is getting ready his water spell but pauses seeing Grim fail to start his fire spell. “W—What?! My fire… it won’t work!!”

Riddle just smirk as he put his magic pen away “Until I remove that collar, you won’t be able to use your magic. It will get removed once you’re thrown out of the school.”

“wow, as wonderful as ever, all magic was sealed by your unique magic, Riddle” Azul says praising Riddle “I want it…no I wouldn’t want that cast on me” his tone change midway.

“You must do something; he is your familiar!” The Headmaster glaring at Sora as he groans, “I’ve been trying to tell you, he is not my familiar”

“eh, he’s not” The Headmaster looks surprised but then clear his throat “*ahem* if that is the case, then would someone take it out of the school. We won’t turn you into a stew. For I am so gracious” one of the teacher nods and grabs Grim to take him out.

“Gyaaahhh! Lemme go! I’m definitely, definitely—! Going to become a great mage!” Grim says before the door closes on him, shutting out his complaints.

“Now I kinda feel bad for him,” Sora says feeling a bit guilty “don’t be, with your help, we have stopped the beast from making more damage to the school,” Azul says looking at Sora politely, ‘a magic that able to stop time, what powerful magic he has’ he thought.

“Well…I guess your right” Sora says still looking at the door. “Now that is out of the way, after a whole lot of unexpected events, I shall bring this entrance ceremony to a close. Dorm leader, please show the new students to their respective dormitory”

“Hm? Now that I think about it, I don’t see the Dorm leader of Disomnia, Mister Draconia, around at all” The Headmaster says, looking around for the missing dorm leader. Sora heard many people mutter as the dorm leaders seem to discuss how they forgot to invite Malleus Draconia to the ceremony. ‘Seems like he is very popular’ He thought as one student came up to take the Disonmia first years, and with that, the students, and the dorm leaders left, leaving only Sora and The Headmaster.

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The Headmaster cleared his throat “now then, um…I’m sorry, what is your last name?” Sora look at Crowley and scratch his hair “I don’t have a last name, but it’s fine to just call me Sora” The Headmaster nods “very well then Sora, as for the term on where you shall stay, I’m sure I can figure something out”

“Uumm… actually Headmaster, I think there has been a mistake, I just really wanted to head back home,” Sora says earning a surprised look from the Headmaster “A-are you certain? The Ebony Carriage has never once made a mistake, you are in a very prestigious school where many students can learn very powerful magic, not taking it would be a waste”

Sora nodded firmly “I’m sure of it, I have made my friends worried about me far too much, and while being in this school sounds exciting, I want to go home and get back to my friends”

Crowley looks conflicted, the boy is carrying ancient magic that is unheard of, with him and Mister Draconia in Night Raven College, it would give a very huge benefit for the school. However, by the look of this young man, he seems to be very determined to go, with a heavy sigh he nods “Very well then, The Dark Mirror will promptly send you back home.”

He guides Sora to the platform in front of the Dark Mirror again. Once the boy stood there, Crowley stood behind him, hand still on his shoulder. “Now, visualize your home very clearly…”

Sora closed his eyes and visualized his home, the beach, the Island, where his friends are waiting for him. The mask in the mirror appeared once again from the green smoke. “Now, Dark Mirror! Guide this child back to the place they belong to!”

…

…

The Headmaster cleared his throat in embarrassment. “One more time. Dark Mirror! Guide this-”

“It is nowhere,” The mirror says.

“What?” Crowley drops his hand from Sora’s shoulder as he opens his eyes, he looks a bit worried.

“Nowhere in this world does this one belong. There is nothing.” The Mirror says. Sora sighs, he can’t say that he is not surprised, but he figures that it won’t be that easy. He has disappeared because he used too much of his magic and went past the limit, he figured that getting home would be a challenge.

“Oh my, for all the years that I have been The Headmaster. This is the first time anything like this has happened. I’m not sure what to do...” He looks at Sora “where do you come from?”

“I’m from Destiny Island,” Sora says looking at him “Destiny Island, hmm, I never heard of an  Island by that name before” Sora sighs, “it’s alright, I guess I have to search my way back, I’m sorry for the inconvenience,” he says.

“hold on a second,” Crowley says “there is no way I’m letting a child go on his own, as an educator, throwing out a penniless youth who has no contact with their guardians would just break my heart. Since I am so kind!”

Sora look at him confused “umm ok?” Crowley then says in a bit of a cheery tone “how about you stay in the school for the time being. In the meantime, I will search for anything about your Island”

Sora looked at Crowley surprised. “Really?” The Headmaster nodded, “but of course. Ahh, how kind I am~! Aren’t I such an exemplary educator~?”

‘And as a bonus,  I get to have this student in my school, ah, how lucky I am’ he thought gleefully.

Sora looks at him a bit weird but he smiles, “thank you, I appreciate it” then he looks at The Headmaster curiously “But where can I stay?” Crowley smiles “No need to worry. I know a place where you can stay. It’s a little old, but a tasteful building.”

[soranort-headcanons]

I'd love some fic recs. I'm in the mood for reading right now!

Ok lets do this

Called Out In The Dark by Ironic-Sarcasm

As a child, he was thrown into darkness. It wasn't long until he was found by DiZ, the man who raised them. Shortly after that, Aqua found them. It didn't take long for the two of them to discover he was the Key to their way home. But… should they even want to return home? The universe is in shambles. And the two heroes working to save it aren't enough.

- The og. This thing inspired me to come up with my own au, If Light Started Dark, a monstrosity that honesty I should edit and start posting again. This fic is extremely creative, and while unfinished, is worth a read. I admit I haven’t read it in a while, but have fond memories of it.

An Opportunity Taken by Kiri_Kaitou_Clover

There were a few chances, where the Organization could have moved against the Guardians of Light. Marluxia sees an opportunity, and takes it.

- Look I have to live up to my url and share at least (1) Soranort fic. Its the law. Written by my good friend @rainixdra , this fic is amazing. Read it and drop a comment, ok?

Where Our Crossroads Meet by EmpressArianda

Yozora has been searching for months. Searching for a savior. Searching for the truth. Now that search has led him to rumors of a mysterious crystal formation hidden in the darkest part of his city. What he finds is not what he expects, but perhaps more than what he could have dreamed of. With his city slowly fading away, he doesn't have much time left. His truth is out there. Isn't it...?

Meanwhile, Riku begins the start of a lonely, hard, long, long year.

-I found this like, three days ago. Its very good and satisfies my needs for Yozora content. Give it a read.

On The Heels Of Retinence by QuillOwl

Like the crux of a hurricane, the torrent of senses – of memories - overpowers Terra before he is cast into startling clarity. He remembers it all.

Or: Five times Terra let Sora run away, and the one time he didn't.

(Will contain KH3 spoilers)

- Sweet Sweet Terra and Sora interacting content. Beautiful, give it a read

Selfish and Safe by crusdrabbles

"I wish he was back in the pod." Riku thinks, and hates himself for it.

- oh god this is beautiful. Very interesting on character thoughts. Poor Riku

Destiny Shots by DragonThistle

"Destiny is what you are supposed to do in life. Fate is what kicks you in the ass to make you do it."

Kingdom Hearts one shots, in no particular order and generally unconnected. Copious amounts of friendship, fluff, and angst all bunched together in one big (maybe not quite so) happy Keybearer family.

- another prekh3 era fic. Its beautiful, and its sequel Shotlocks is as well. Very much worth your time.

Guardian of Darkness by Dawnwaves

Sora looked around. He was alone, on his island. He looked down to see his hands had black gloves on them, his feet had black shoes on, and he was wearing a black cloak. He reached up as he realized the material was covering his head and pulled the hood down. Why was he wearing the organization’s clothes?

A feeling of dread washed over the young wielder as he stepped into the water, looking down. Dread turned to horror as he saw his reflection staring back at him with silver hair. But that wasn’t what made him want to turn away. It was his eyes.

His once-blue eyes were now a blazing gold.

- Another Soranorr fic. While I do admit that im not as obsessed with this concept as I once was, its still a cool thing to think about. Plus, its angst, what more do you want of me

[luvleekaotix-imagines]

Sweet dreams (Yozora x reader)

a/n: when you’re angery and vomit 2k+ words. idk man. I reckon he looks like some dude who is great at fishing……… with a name like noctgar or sthn WHATEVER BRO. a word of warning, i know jack shit about this dude and even kh anymore, everything is a mess, this is just a piece of literal nonsense featuring you and yozora having some moments.

You weren’t really sure when it started, but you found yourself in a reoccurring dream. 

You found yourself in a confusing space. The water reflected a sunset sky, but were you in the sky or were you standing on the water? Then the horizon would slowly spin, the world around you shifted and darkened and left you in a deep, dark velvet night dotted with tiny distant stars.

Each evening your dreams would start in a similar way, but you found that now you’d simply wake up surrounded by the dark glittering sky. Could you feel anything? You weren’t sure. Part of you knew this was a dream, but part of you was conscious of it. You had never practised lucid dreaming before, but could that be what this was?

In one dream, you found yourself walking forwards. Your footsteps rippled the water slightly. There was no feeling of wet or cold. You felt—lost, perhaps? Like you were looking for something that you didn’t know you were supposed to be looking for. On and on you walked, dream through dream. Everything was soft, quiet…

Until you heard it. 

A muffled sound—a voice. Maybe it was in one dream or over several, but you tried to follow the sound “Hey.” It was a whisper at first, then you blinked. “Hey.” The voice was suddenly right next to your ear, insistent and a little annoyed.

You nearly fell back as you spun around to face whoever was behind you. After so many dreams of being alone, having someone with you in the night sky was a little unnerving.

The young man in front of you stood with his arms crossed. He was dressed stylishly in blacks and plaids and stared down at you unflinchingly with heterochromatic eyes. “What are you doing here?” His voice was deep and he spoke softly, but firmly. “Who are you?”

You understood what he was asking, but as soon as you gathered your answer, the dream broke. 

You woke up in a panic, feeling like you had plunged through the atmosphere. You were so shaken that for the rest of the day, you weren’t really yourself. Your friends asked if you were okay, but you could only say that you might have had a bad dream. Maybe. Not that it was scary—or anything really bad happened—you just—you were unnerved. 

How did your mind conjure up a dream-figure with such a presence? He didn’t look anything like anyone you knew, even if you mixed and matched all their features. He didn’t even act like anyone you wanted to know.

That evening, you were still anxious. It took you a while to fall asleep, but when you did, the transition was seamless. The familiar night sky surrounded you again and you could see your blurry reflection in the water at your feet.

“Back again? Are you going to answer my questions this time?”

You looked up to see the young man staring right at you. His gaze was piercing and unapologetic. You slowly nodded and carefully said your name, expecting your dream to break again, but it didn’t. You repeated it again with more confidence. “This is a dream, right?”

You received no answer. The young man simply continued to size you up from a comfortable distance. “You’re not the one I’m waiting for. You should leave. Don’t come back this time—”

“I didn’t even get your name.” You snapped in annoyance before you could stop yourself. “It’s rude, you know, asking me mine and then suddenly giving me orders without giving your name in return. This isn’t your dream. It’s mine.” Everything came out strong except for the last part. This felt so real, it didn’t feel like it was something in your head. Was it really a dream?

The stranger’s gaze burned through you and you couldn’t tell if you had pissed him off or not. He closed the distance between the two of you and he suddenly felt a lot taller as he loomed over you. “How can you tell?” He asked slowly, each word spoken very deliberately. It didn’t feel like anything this guy did would be on a whim. “How can you tell this is your dream?”

It wasn’t the right time to forget how to speak, but even if your mouth didn’t work, your eyes did. It was definitely not the right time to take in the colour of his eyes—a stormy grey and a ruby red—or the delicate curves of his lips. If you weren’t blushing before, you were likely doing so now. Was that even possible in a dream?

After a moment, his look softened. “Sorry. Of course you wouldn’t know.” He took one step back and there was an imperceptible smile on his lips. “Yozora.” At your puzzled look, he repeated himself. “My name, it’s Yozora.”

And then you woke up to the sound of your alarm signalling the start of your day. You sat up rubbing your eyes, kind of dazed. You thought of your dream, of Yozora and gently slapped your cheeks as you felt them heat up again. 

Nope. It’s time to wake up!

Still, throughout the day you felt kind of bad that all you wanted to do was go home and sleep so you could dream again. There was no logical reasoning to the idea that if you had a dream, it would continue in the same glittering night sky. At any time it could be something else, it just hadn’t decided to change just yet. How did Yozora come to be if he wasn’t anyone like you had ever experienced in real life?

You made up your mind as you closed your eyes that evening. You’d have to ask. There was no shame in asking, this was your dream after all. Right? Maybe? Possibly? Darkness took you easily. Slowly the star lights blinked into view one by one.

Yozora stood alone, looking like he was waiting for you. He turned his head as he felt you approaching and while you felt a little better knowing his name, you were still apprehensive. “Hi…” You greeted him carefully.

He turned to face you fully with a thoughtful expression. “I don’t understand. Why do you keep coming back?” When you opened your mouth to answer, he raised a hand to stop you. “A rhetorical.” Yozora looked away into the horizon for a moment and you tried not to stare at his handsome profile too hard. Geez, whos image were you conjuring to get his hair falling perfectly like that?

You looked away when he turned back to you. It was your dream, you would will your cheeks not to blush. You will not—

Suddenly Yozora was very close in front of you. He lifted your chin gently with the brush of his hand and forced you to look him in the eye. “Are you wanting to ‘dream’ about me?” He asked earnestly. The way he asked didn’t help, his voice in a low lilt. He probably didn’t mean it that way, maybe he was asking himself the question, there was no ulterior motive to his actions, but—

You pushed him away and the dream shattered. The last thing you saw were his eyes wide and bright in genuine surprise. You jolted awake in your bed, nearly throwing yourself to the ground. You pet your face in a panic, before pressing your hand to your heart to try and calm its rapid rhythm.

‘Are you wanting to dream about me?’

You hugged your knees to your chest and dropped your head to try and collect yourself. The answer was obviously ‘yes’, but you were too scared for Yozora to know. It made no sense, he was a figment of your imagination. Right?

Right?

You were ultimately fucked for the rest of the day. You weren’t in the right headspace and you never went back to sleep despite being so tired. When it was finally time to sleep again, you felt so much anxiety that you couldn’t sleep well enough to dream. You tossed and turned all night, jolting awake as soon as there was a hint of you drifting off. Your body wouldn’t let you relax.

As sunlight slowly crept in through your blinds you groaned. No way you were going to do anything remotely productive today. Time to stay home. The day slowly drifted by and you were determined to fall asleep. You’d apologise to Yozora and tell him off for getting so personal without warning. Hopefully.

You were surrounded by the same star-filled night sky, but parts of it were shrouded in dark clouds. You were alone. “Yozora?” You called carefully. Tentatively, you took a step forward. “Y-Yozora? Are you there?” You started walking, calling his name periodically. Did you banish him permanently in your last dream? Was this even the same dream?

Then, you could hear your name being called in the distance. 

“I’m here! Yozora? I can’t see you.” You stopped walking, turning around and around, looking into the horizon, but seeing nothing but the reflected cloudy sky. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to push you.” Maybe an apology would summon him. You waited, staring into the distance.

“Hey.”

You spun around to see Yozora, looking slightly relieved. He said your name raising a hand to reach out for you, but thinking better of it and letting it drop to his side. “No need to apologise.” He offered a small smile. “I think I know what’s going on. After this—’dream’, you can’t come back anymore.” 

You were so confused. It was so confusing what he was saying. You understood the words, but together it made no sense. “I don’t know where we are. This is—isn’t this my dream?”

Yozora closed the distance between you again, but this time much more carefully. His gaze was soft and made your stomach flutter. You thought somehow he knew as his lips twisted into a smirk. “It’s not real, but I am.” It felt like he wanted to reach out and touch you to prove it, but never did. “I’m waiting for someone, but I think somehow we connected instead.”

“You are making no sense at all.” You breathed, too afraid to move. You knew if you did something wrong the dream would break and it would be over. This conversation you were having with Yozora was a goodbye. Somehow you knew that. It felt like it.

You took in Yozora’s features because it would likely be the last time. You did so shamelessly, taking in the stormy grey and ruby red of his eyes, the curve of his lips, the way his hair fell stylishly in place. He existed somehow because you definitely weren’t talented enough to create this dream. Very slowly you brushed back some of his hair, careful not to touch the skin of his cheek.

“Brave of you.” Yozora watched your every movement with a glimmer of affection. “I have something I need to do. It’s dangerous here and you can’t come back.”

You could only nod as you dropped your hand back to your side. “I understand. Goodb—”

“See you around.” Yozora cut you off before he turned around to walk away. As he did the sky darkened and faded away. You lost your footing just as he started to say something else. 

Sweet dreams—

You expected to fall, but instead, you were floating. You opened eyes and you were back in your room just as the first rays of the sun filtered through your window. There was a weird finality to your dream that was bittersweet. What a strange series of events. 

As you got ready for the rest of your day, you felt slightly melancholy, but mostly because it felt like you were forgetting something. Something—said to you. When you brushed your teeth in front of the mirror, you stared at your reflection. Stared and stared and thought of heterochromatic eyes you would never see again until—

“Sweet dreams.” You mouthed. There was more. He had said more. You mouthed ‘sweet dreams’ over and over until it clicked.

Yozora watched as you faded back to where you belonged. “Sweet dreams. I bet I can find you later—and I don’t lose.”

[smartzelda]

Okay, first off, I know I said we would start where I left off in Corona, but I need to take a second to recognize something I forgot in Toy Box when rewriting the last post. Yozora.

Sora's "I never looked this good"

And Donald and Goofy like, "He looks kinda like Riku. Must be him."

And the Kingstagram post: "Yozora looks so much like Riku! I have GOT to play this game someday!"

Soriku bro😔👌

Okay, now back to Corona😂

So, where we left off, Gothel took Rapunzel back to the tower, and I'm skipping to Gothel's Rapunzel trap working on Flynn, and Flynn slowly dying

So, starting with Rapunzel, she starts off pretty confident, talking about how she'll run and run and run from Gothel forever, but in one moment, she becomes more submissive

If only she could just use her hair to save him.

Though obviously these are two different feelings going on, we're gonna start with this loose parallel of Rapunzel to Sora, who also in a single moment or from a single event, goes from confident to crying on his knees

If only Sora had his friends to give him the power to drive back the demon hurricane.

And of course, neither Flynn nor Riku will let it be this way. Flynn can't let her give up her dreams and her freedom to save him, and Riku just can't let Sora give up and believe he can't do anything.

["Sora, I believe in you. You won't give up."]

So, what do they do?

Flynn cuts off Rapunzel's hair, condemning himself to death, but saving Rapunzel's life (or at least, right to truly live)

Riku takes a shot at the demon tide, sacrificing himself in hopes of saving Sora's life.

In other words, they do a true love's sacrifice/act of true love

Quick intermission since here is where Gothel becomes the heartless and final boss. I still suck at this boss. It took me an hour or two to beat her. However, this is also when I started abusing shotlocks for the first time, so there's that. Abuse ultima shotlocks, cast magic, time your dodges, and hope whenever you attack you don't get attacked 😂

So, by the time Sora, Donald, and Goofy get up to the tower, I think we're supposed to presume Eugene is nearly dead, but Rapunzel is holding on, not wanting him to die

And of course, Sora desperately reaches for the light, calling for Riku. I guess you could say he's holding onto Riku.

["Riku! Riku, answer me!"]

Rapunzel sings her healing song that talks about reversing time, bringing back "what once was mine", changing "the fates' design, ect, and then her tear drops onto Eugene's face. And so, after both of them risked their own lives in acts of true love, both of them cheat the different deaths which would have been thrust upon them, changing fate's design

In similar fashion, due to what I believe to have been Kairi holding Sora's form together and Riku's act of true love saving Sora's heart, Sora too has cheated death (at least for now), and after reaching for the light, calling for Riku, and flying into it, he goes for Riku's heart first, saves all of his friends (minus Kairi till the light tunnel, though Sora doesn't save her) and not only reverses, but rewrites the destined events to happen in the timeline. I'd say it parallels Rapunzel's healing song, and even though he does save everyone and not just one person, there definitely is something to the fact that he specifically goes for Riku, specifically calls his name, and ends up wresting him from his fate first.

(Don't worry, bro, his heart'll be okay now)

Also, side note: During Rapunzel singing her healing song, she and Eugene confess that the other was their new dream and that just my heart

Bro, Eugene like, "Did I ever tell you... I've got a thing for brunettes?"

He really be the Riku parallel in this scene, don't he😏

Now of course, being me, I can't pass up the next parallel in this world

Sora: Well, if he comes back and tries to bother Rapunzel again, then Flynn will keep her safe.

Donald: Come on. Rapunzel's the tough one, if you ask me.

Flynn: True. But nevertheless, I won't let her out of my sight.

I mean, maybe it's just me, but it seems this parallels Riku wanting to have the strength to protect Sora, attaining that strength, but also being aware that Sora can take care of himself and has his own strength

And of course, this world is ended with a funny sex joke and Flynn getting stared down by Maximus and wet willied by pascal

Since here we're done with the worlds in the first area of gummi space and launched into the next, I'm gonna add that after every world I spend forever in gummi space farming meteorites and occasionally fighting the heartless and some boss battles, and every time I get launched into the next area of gummi space, I get all the treasure planets and the warp zone things too (apparently actual words evade me for both those things today). Legit though, farming meteorites is so helpful in getting synthesis materials you can use for upgrading your keyblades

So next was on to Monstropolis. I don't have much to talk about here.

Sora, Donald, and Goody freaking out over each other's monster forms? Hilarious.

Monster Sora? He will never not be adorable. Same with Boo

The big blue turtletoad unversed are annoying, and ngl, I had to dodge around a lot and play safe so I wouldn't die in like 2 hits.

Both the keyblade forms for Oathkeeper amd the form for Ultima on monster Sora are just so epic!!!

I still hate light rails with a passion.

Poor Sora so tired of dealing with computers thst when Goofy suggests smashing it, he's completely ready

Monstropolis: Randal nearly becomes leather wear before Vanitas saves him

The fact that Sora, Donald, and Goofy talked about Sora's weird kh1 smile and afterwards actually came up with a name for it. "Do the silly face special!" Also, when Monster Sora does it, it's definitely cute compared to the kh1 scene

The final boss unversed still sucked and took me plenty of tries, but I think I did better than my proud run.

YEETUS VANITAS

Ngl, I chanted YEETUS VANITAS cause I knew when it was coming

Poor Vanitas. He just need some love. From what I can tell in kh3, he's probably not hurting like he was in bbs and is less angry, and because there was a hole in his heart, he believed he had to join with Ventus to fill it even though their hearts have grown apart. Vanitas probably needs love to fill that hole

Poor Sora hurting and falling to the ground while Vanitas tells him that Ventus is in his heart

And last but definitely not least! Sora's Kingstagram post on the Vanitas scene where he learns that Ven is in his heart. And at the end of it, after talking about how apparently Ven is in his heart and stuff (I think) he's just like, "Would Riku know?" And the fact that Sora's included Riku in the Kingstagram posts means he was probably thinking about him and the fact he thinks Riku might know these things just... aaaaaaaa brooooo

And now onto Arendelle, home of many a Soriku parallel and where I did a lot of backtracking to save points