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aro-sora · 1 year
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Friends of My Heart
@arospecfanworksweek Day 4: Frayromantic
It's Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week and Arospec Fanworks Week! This fic explores frayromantic Kairi and how she feels about her crush on Sora fading. I'm also here to promote my platonic paopu sharing agenda, which is what inspired this fic.
Summary: Kairi's crush on Sora has faded but her love hasn't, and she wants them to remain a part of each others' lives.
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Rating: G
Relationships: platonic SoKai, implied SoRiku
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Additional tags: Platonic Relationships, Frayromantic Kairi, Platonic Paopu Sharing     
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Kairi and Sora sat on the paopu tree. It seemed smaller, but Kairi knew she’d just gotten older and the tree was an easy step up instead of a climb. But the space to Sora’s left was empty, where Riku usually stood. She and Sora watched him sitting on the beach, the bright light of the sunset shining on him.
“Hey, why’s Riku all alone?” Sora asked, a touch of wistfulness in his voice.
“He said he needed time to himself. Let’s let him be,” Kairi said.
If not for Riku’s distant gaze, his mind seemingly deep in thought, she would have asked him to join them. But she didn’t. At first, Kairi thought it was selfishness that stopped her. She had this time alone with Sora, but it didn’t feel the same as she’d imagined in the past. Only a year or so ago, her heart would have pounded and her face would have blushed. But those feelings had faded, leaving something else in her heart.
While Sora’s eyes were still on Riku, Kairi reached up to the tree’s leaves and pulled two fruits down. “Here!” she said, holding one fruit before Sora.
“Huh?”
She’d startled him, and she watched his eyes move from the paopu fruit to her face. She gave him a reassuring smile, but he didn’t return it. His eyes fell back to the fruit in her hand.
“Tomorrow’s fight will be our toughest yet,” Kairi said.
She didn’t say, I’m afraid. She didn’t voice the doubts in her heart, the fear tearing at her insides and making her palms slick whenever she held her Keyblade. Her training improved her fighting skills, but she’d only fought minor Heartless and sparred with Axel. She had no idea how’d she’d fare in a real fight, one with her life and her friends’ lives on the line.
I don’t want to lose you. I don’t want to fail.
Her mind recalled the drawing of her and Sora in the cave. She’d cried when she’d seen his addition of the star-shaped fruit. Her heart still hurting from their parting, she’d added her own. Kairi didn’t regret that. She wasn’t embarrassed to admit she'd had a crush on Sora, and drawing the fruit had been the best way to show that when she couldn’t tell him directly.
But then Sora had returned home, pressing her good luck charm in her hand and smiling at her with a light that rivaled the sun. Joy and relief had pushed out all the worry in her heart. And when the excitement had faded, Kairi had been surprised to realize her crush had as well.
I don’t love like most people do, but I love you, Sora.
She hadn’t had the courage to tell him that before he and Riku had left for their Mark of Mastery exam. The charm and  “See you soon”  had been enough for her at the time.
But this was not just any upcoming battle—this was the eve of a Keyblade War. Kairi wanted to share her true feelings. Her childhood crush was just a sweet memory, and her heart longed for him as dear friends. Her worries that Sora also had romantic feelings for her were put to rest by the hesitance on his face when she’d presented the fruit to him.
Oh, Kairi had certainly noticed his attention on Riku and the love in each boys’ voice whenever they spoke of the other. Their reconciliation in the Organization’s castle had been a joy to see, after Kairi had helped Sora recognize Riku. She would be there to support her boys—the friends in her heart—and she hoped they would find their own courage one day to express the feelings in their own hearts.
But right now she needed to share her desires.
“I want to be a part of your life no matter what. That’s all.”
Sora grasped the fruit and nodded. She tucked her empty hand in her lap, the weight of the fruit lingering on her palm.
“Kairi, I’ll keep you safe,” Sora said, smiling at last. Even now, her heart fluttered at the sight of that smile.
She shook her head. “Let me keep you safe.” Let me show you what you mean to me.
They raised the fruits to each others’ lips.
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polarsirens · 1 year
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This is death itself. This is the biggest and baddest thing in all of fairy tale, and you want to set it free.
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crabsnpersimmons · 3 months
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psst!
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something is coming friday
>:)
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asanjou · 5 months
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sparkle on its wednesday
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hydn-jpg · 10 months
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long time no see, partner!
can't wait to see the loml again soon <3333
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thedeathdeelers · 1 year
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happy juke (are canonically soulmates) jeudi!
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miodiodavinci · 3 months
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collapses to the ground like a deflated balloon
#my god#stage one is finally complete . . . . . . . .#if you can recall that poll i reblogged about passing out#that important contact i received was mr. seto of the vocaloid team#who messaged me asking about a collaboration and quite literally nearly caused me to pass out#i read the message preview on my phone#stood up#saw stars#and collapsed onto my bed and had to lay down for like. 10 minutes before my body would stop feeling distant and weak w#i similarly felt ready to pass out today when i sent a message to ask when the announcement tweet would be#and they tweeted it. immediately after w#no joke rice and i were scrambling behind the scenes to get our act together and figure out what we wanted to say KHGJGSJKFHGKJ#all the while screaming because yamaha said they'd be posting it on valentine's day and we thought they meant our timezone w#because the whole point of this collab was to get the zolas more well known in the english-speaking sphere w#EITHER WAY#i am. so so tired and now i need to pass out so i can get enough sleep before more internship tomorrow w#which is heating up because my seminar professor wants a detailed plan of my final project goals This Friday#but my mentor won't know anything about where to fit that in until Thursday at the earliest#and my supervisor just hounded me over email to coordinate with the two other people at my station and choose an activity to lead#but that requires. planning. that our mentors won't have until thursday........#perishing . . . . . .
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livejournallegacy · 1 year
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Thursday - This Side of Brightness "The first song that I ever wrote the lyrics for was a song that our guitar player Tom wrote called This Side of Brightness."
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rubberhoze · 1 year
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ask-richard-jackdaw · 9 months
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*a large package is delivered by a disgruntled snowy owl*
Richard,
In anticipation of Thursday, I wanted to send you some supplies. I brewed up some pepperup, wiggenweld and pain potions and invigoration draughts, just in case. I also packed some chocolates, for when you're once again able to enjoy food!
If you find yourself in want of company, or require help carrying supplies to the hotspots, do let me know.
Yours,
Elizabeth 🖤
My dear,
It's always a pleasure to humbly receive A letter from you on the rousing eve Of every Thursday when I am to turn I little more human: your presence to yearn.
It is true, Thursday is almost here and I've had such a wonderful time in the past month turning fully corporal once a week! I still hesitate to call it living since it is not permanent. I am, however, eternally grateful for even those fleeting moments I'm able to catch up on that which was stolen from me so early. 
I must admit, I haven't actually met many students yet because I keep getting distracted on my way to the castle. It's either having some nice food at a friend's place and forgetting the passage of time, or my employer catching me in human form and giving me tasks here and there (I almost paid off that broom!), or running around and trying to see if I can get any period-appropriate clothing. Or at least an extra Hogwarts cloak — I still look like a 7th-year student! My family paid for my education that unfortunate year I lost my head so teeechnically I should still be eligible to finish my final year at Hogwarts? I should be sorting out all manner of paperwork but instead I worry about the colour of the cloak I want to wear once a week!  
*Richard looks up from the letter to steal a glance at Elizabeth's portrait on the wall and then at the photos she took of him a while ago. His hair looks normal there but last Thursday when he examined himself in the mirror his hair still looked like ghost hair. No, it was not transparent but mostly white instead. Maybe ancient magic did not do it correctly that one time? Or maybe Richard focused too much on being a human and not on the details? But he rather liked that colour, perhaps because after decades of seeing himself as a ghost having white hair was in a way comforting. He would never admit to that, of course. Being human again terrifies him: if the papercuts taught him anything it's that his body is very much mortal. The topic of death starts becoming more and more unsettling to him as a result.*
I just looked at what you sent me and... Do you even know how wonderful and thoughtful you are? I will have to make sure to remind you of this every time I get the chance. I think the drawbacks of being in the land of the living are here to stay but at the very least now I do not have to be aware of that misery. You spent so much of your time just to brew those potions for me and I am forever in your debt! 
And chocolate! Believe it or not, but I haven't had any chocolate yet, yours would be the first few pieces I've had in ages! Thank you! 
*Richard whines a little looking at the sweets: he could almost taste her chocolate but he knows that it's just his memory acting up and he cannot actually taste anything. Still, the thought of trying them tomorrow warmed his undead heart.*
I think the potions will stay here in my secret room for now since I start feeling tired and sick closer to the end of the day. That way I can just stop by if I feel like I need some more energy. My Scribe managed to find some pillows and a blanket for my sofa last time so that pain relief potion will come in rather handy when the night falls: it'll actually allow me to fall asleep without feeling like my body is falling apart. At least I hope it wor 
And I most certainly would love to visit some more people! If I don't get distracted by food again. Or fall off my broom again. I've also been dreading of going to the Olivander's to get a new wand... I feel so silly not being a ghost and only being able to cast basic wandless magic things... 
Anyway, I hope our paths do cross tomorrow. Your potions will literally be guarding my sleep in the night. As for you being their creator, does that make you my... guardian angel? If it is not the case then I must assure you: you are a very talented, kind, and thoughtful witch, and I would choose your company over that of even the most beautiful of angels — for your beauty is the one I wish to behold not only with my own eyes but with my heart as well.
Yours forever grateful,
Richard
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everyothermouse · 1 year
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HAPPY OUT OF TOUCH THURSDAY!
[Pixel hearts] [Pixel star] [deviantart stamp border]
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girlboysollux · 19 days
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ITS SO GOOD
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karliahs · 2 months
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save me weekly new fantasy high. new fantasy high save me
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another-corpo-rat · 9 months
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WIP Wednesday
Tagged by @merge-conflict and oml i actually have something to share that isn't just. a brief line of dialogue and loose vibes.
don't have the brain power to tag anyone rn sorry folks 🫠
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The trail doesn’t so much as end as it is unfinished, her steps slowing with the sound of desperate pleading just beyond what would be a doorway, if one of its heavy wooden doors wasn’t lying shattered and the other barely holding onto its hinges.
“—ever they’re paying you! I’ll double it! I’ll—”
A familiar sound answers; the distinct slide and click of panels, a building hum. They always try begging for their life first, sobbing about the family they’ll leave, appealing to a humanity she doubts was ever there. And when that fails, well…Smasher’s a merc through and through, and eddies are their lifeblood.
“T-triple! Triple it!”
It never works. The pleading suit manages one last sob before their head paints the white walls of their office. Victoria steps in then and casts a critical eye over the room. Ugh, a minimalist. The only colour was the splatter of red on the wall behind their desk.
Smasher stands out all the more starkly for it; a great obsidian beast in an office of marble. He left distinct prints in the white-furred carpet, bloody and two-pronged as if the devil had stepped through. “I told you to wait.”
“You did.” Something squishes under heel as she follows the crimson trail, soft and unpleasantly meaty. A smear is left in her own wake, her foot dragged across the carpet to wipe whatever it was off. “But her,” a nod towards what was left of the dead suit, “little friends started to swarm. You were the safer option.”
His optics brighten, an amused sound escaping as his arm’s panels click back into place. “You might want to get your head checked, Blondie.”
“I’ll consider it. Are we done here?”
“Get what you can from her computer. The cunt gave me nothing.” There’s shouts far down the hallway; outrage, disgust. Someone gags, another heaves. She rolls her eyes as she makes her way to the desktop.
“Not true.” She says, kicking the chair out of the way and ignoring the headless body as it thuds against the floor. “She offered you triple the pay.”
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aldercaps · 1 year
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Oh fuck it's werewolf Wednesday. Pretend I know how canine anatomy works
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bdoubleowo · 1 year
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really love that one of my dkdd posts was going around again just before doc joined tumblr
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