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@betweendawnanddark
Low activity Riku from the Kingdom Hearts franchise. The mun is 18+ and has spent well over that many years in writing, RP, and Kingdom Hearts spaces. No exclusives, independent, open to randomness or plotting, from silly to intense. Been a good while since I've written my boy, so don't go easy. Portrayal by Orin.
Rules | Headcanons | Starters | Inbox Memes
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"Don't you dare apologize for bleeding on me." // and this <3
Blood on Your Sleeve starters | accepting but slowww
The laugh was unlike him, really; a little higher-pitched than usual, a slight bit what one might call hysterical. He wasn't, really. There was no hopelessness, no panic. No real need to do anything but wait it out because he'd drained himself of any and all available energy, healing as he needed to until the point where there just wasn't anything left and he'd kept going too long--
He was already tired when something got its teeth in his leg, and the adrenaline paired with the unthinking moment of sheer offense was really what gave his swing enough power to permanently dislodge the culprit. Riku went down hard despite the victory, not actually sure if Zack had caught him on the way down or not. Everything kind of spun around an extra turn or twenty as he was really and truly empty of curatives or magic, equal parts annoyed and happy to move as little as possible for a little bit. Just a little.
"Still. Didn't mean to." He caught up with the conversation just a little fashionably late.
"Stop being brave for five minutes and let me help you." // also this.
Blood on Your Sleeve starters | accepting but slowww
"This isn't your responsibility." Riku snapped without looking back at Nero, seeing something blacker than night and enormous rise from the ground ahead of them. There were only so many things it could be, the scent of Darkness wafting off of it instantly.
He could do it. He could, on his own, leaving Nero to do what he needed to do which was--
Taking care of the very place that was getting reduced to rubble as the Heartless solidified, right. Riku let out a chiding kind of laugh to himself alone. It took a bit of a reminder; he was with someone who fought like he did, for some of the same reasons.
"But if it were your responsibility," he called out over the Heartless' bellow, "I'd be grateful. You want legs or arms?"
❝ you seem pretty composed for someone carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders. ❞ // -slides this here.-
Meme Here | accepting but slowww
Riku almost stumbled his next step, the stranger cutting to the quick fast enough to nearly actually feel a bit wounded by it, if not winded. Generally it was some overbearing "bad guy" delivering a line like that along with a big villain speech, but--
He already knew the guy wasn't an enemy, an ally at the very least. The words maybe just... pushed something people didn't normally touch. Blowing out a breath, his suddenly stiff shoulders relaxed a bit, good humor returning. "Oh yeah? This a 'takes one to know one' situation?"
@sassy-keyblade-master-delux [From here, since Tumblr formatting is an endless trial]
It really wasn't how a Master should behave. Probably.
Then again, after having truly met and spoken with a few more of them, well. Excuses were definitely not on his mind as he and Sora took off like a shot, no longer a race against each other but keeping pace together easily enough to hopefully escape the danger that followed.
Riku had almost, almost slipped and alerted the duck to their position with a laugh that just about worked its way free before he bit down on it, covering his mouth with his hand as the cramped room was cast in darkness. He might be able to see, but--
Ah. It took a little more maneuvering than he'd expected to pry his hand away from his mouth without accidentally elbowing Sora or worse brushing a hand against him. For all the enormous rooms and excessively oversized doors, Disney Castle had ridiculously tiny closets. Maybe that just make sense, considering the residents. Or maybe, maybe...
Maybe Riku was just desperately trying to keep his mind occupied because his body was certainly aware that Sora was right there and much closer than he should have been and it was probably a bad idea to have hidden in there after all, but they couldn't very well just leave yet. Sora's words got him to huff out a sound of amusement as quietly as he dared, but that only made him realize on the inhale that they were close enough to share breath.
And of course he'd been aware that Sora had a particular smell (not for creepy reasons, it was just... inescapable in close quarters, given everything), but when it was that much and that close and then all of the desperate ignoring he was doing in regards to his own body was shattered utterly with an accidental touch to his chest--
He might have cursed. Silently, he hoped, breath shuddering out of him before he had the chance to catch it, trying to keep that much steady even if his heart felt like it was beating out of his chest. He really-- He really should say something... "'Sokay."
Yeah, alright. So that one word managed to sound just a little bit wrecked for no reason and he hoped Sora didn't notice either that, or the fact that he was crowding himself as tightly against the opposite wall as he could because he was definitely not going to be able to explain himself if he concentrated on how the warmth of those fingertips lingered or how very easy it suddenly could have been for him to just tilt his head forward a little bit, not even remotely aware that he was looking at Sora with an intensity that seemed difficult to define.
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"love like you", a short destiny islands trio comic i made in 2021 💓
YOU SEEM PRETTY ▁▁▁ FOR SOMEONE SO ▁▁▁
❝ you seem pretty composed for someone carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders. ❞
❝ you seem pretty invincible for someone so self - sacrificing. ❞
❝ you seem pretty prideful for someone with so much self - loathing. ❞
❝ you seem pretty reserved for someone who longs to be understood. ❞
❝ you're pretty manipulative for someone who cares so much. ❞
❝ you seem pretty detached for someone familiar with loss. ❞
❝ you seem pretty cruel for someone who once loved someone so gently. ❞
❝ you seem pretty young for someone sticking their neck out so recklessly. ❞
❝ you seem pretty timid for someone with such ambitious dreams. ❞
❝ you seem pretty loyal for someone so untrustworthy as a friend. ❞
❝ you seem pretty self - sacrificing for someone who called it hypocritical. ❞
❝ you seem pretty trapped for someone who values freedom for others. ❞
❝ you seem pretty forgiving for someone who wants revenge. ❞
❝ you seem pretty selfish for someone so willing to do anything for anyone. ❞
❝ you seem pretty fearless for someone who's a coward. ❞
❝ you seem pretty realistic for someone living in a fantasy. ❞
❝ you seem pretty well put together for someone beyond repair. ❞
❝ you seem pretty cold for someone with such a soft heart. ❞
❝ you seem pretty calm for someone who's about to meet their demise. ❞
❝ you seem pretty human for someone who isn't. ❞
❝ you seem so insecure for someone who sees beauty in everything. ❞
❝ you seem pretty trusting for someone so scared of betrayal. ❞
❝ you seem pretty kind for someone so full of anger. ❞
❝ you seem pretty strong for someone holding back. ❞
❝ you seem pretty bright for somehow so scared to outshine others. ❞
❝ you seem pretty certain of yourself for someone that's spent years questioning their own existence. ❞
❝ you seem pretty arrogant for someone who's about to lose. ❞
✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄 ··· a collection of injuries tended in silence, pain worn like armour, the intimacy of being seen at your worst. genre: hurt and comfort, angst, romance, drama.
• You're bleeding through your shirt. Don't tell me you're fine. • How long have you been walking around like this? • I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to see how bad it is. • You should have told me the moment it happened. • Hold still. I mean it. Hold still. • This is going to sting. Bite down on something if you need to. • You've been hiding this for days, haven't you. • Who did this to you? I need you to tell me who did this. • Stop being brave for five minutes and let me help you. • I've seen worse. I've also seen men die from worse, so let me look at it. • I found the bandages in the trash. You want to explain that? • Don't you dare apologize for bleeding on me. • Your hands are cold. That's not a good sign. • I'm not angry. I'm terrified. There's a difference. • Come into the light. Let me see your face. • You should have stitches. I know you won't go. So sit down and let me do what I can. • You're white as a sheet and still trying to stand up straight. • I could hear you in the night. I didn't say anything. I'm saying something now. • Don't look at it if it makes it worse. Just look at me. • It's not weak to let someone see you hurt. • You came to me. Of all the places you could have gone, you came here. • Lay back. You're not getting up until the color comes back to your face. • I'm not going to ask what happened. Not yet. First let me fix what I can. • You've been holding your left side since you walked in. Think I didn't notice? • This is going to leave a mark. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. • I've patched up a lot of people in my time. None of them scared me like you do right now. • You could have died out there. You could have died and I would have been the last person to know. • Sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up. I'm not going anywhere. • You're allowed to make a sound. Nobody's watching. • I need you to stay awake for me. Just a little longer. Talk to me. • You're lucky the cut wasn't deeper. • Stop apologizing for needing help. Stop it right now. • I've seen what it looks like when someone's used to this. That's what scares me most about you. • Tell me your name. Tell me what day it is. Stay with me. • You're going to be alright. I promise you. • You went back out there after this? With this? • Nobody takes care of you, do they? That ends tonight. • I've been gentle with you. I need you to be honest with me in return. • You're safe now. You're here, you're safe, and I've got you. Just breathe.
Ah, how simple it was to rile up a being when you could start prodding at the right spots. Amber eyes are focused, unmoving from the hero that stands before the shell. No need to lift a blade or even a finger when words will crawl beneath skin, puppet the flesh to do what he desires. . . “ Indeed, childhood is not of something I have personal experience of, however, such occurred for the two-parts that made my whole. ” Not to mention the times he would observe the Somebodies upon Radiant Gardens, from full grown adults, to children still learning to walk, and even those so old their bones groaned and creaked with every step, “ A simple experience for most ; well studied and spoken about even to prying ears. ” “ Although, most only speak of children filled with joy or wonder. Hardly ever uttering a word about those who swayed from the light or normalcy. . . a blemish upon their fallacy of innocence. ”
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The moment, the experience, picked at something primal, unconscious; familiar in the worst possible way, the voice, the feeling, like a recurring nightmare. This man (nobody?) was a nightmare. Or maybe a new one that Riku was having which felt a little more mundane than usual, but he'd grown accustomed to knowing the difference between sleeping and waking worlds.
It was... Xemnas. Something of him, at least. Sharper than his own memories, full focus, the cadence and qualities of his speech sending an itching little tingle through his palm. He could draw his Keyblade with a twitch, if he needed to. The situation was threatening but there had not been an active threat, and for a moment there was some kind of intensity in that aquamarine gaze that might have lead to something violent and impulsive--
Riku snorted instead, shaking his head. "Yeah, no direct offense, but I'm not sure you were ever an expert in light or normalcy, either." And, well, there was a point in that rambling that even he had to acknowledge, but not out loud. He wasn't completely convinced that he wasn't having perhaps the oddest dream he'd ever had, and he would certainly stay on his guard, but curiosity (concern) got the better of him. "What are you doing here?"
Do you miss your little dream eater friends?
The snort might have been easily misconstrued as dismissal were it not for the undeniably fond smile Riku was unsuccessfully trying to hide. "It's not like I don't see them at all anymore, it's just... rare." For whatever reason.
(For several reasons, but nevermind.)
Gaze dropping and going a bit distant, the smile remained. "They were so strange. At first, anyway. Bright colors, weird sounds, and they needed so much attention." None of those things sounded like complaints, because they weren't.
The smile thinned somewhat. "They fought alongside us, but they did get hurt sometimes. At least, with me. I'm guessing with Sora, too. They could heal, but it was still... difficult." They hadn't talked about that part. Of course.
Riku shook his head, trying to banish the idea. "It was fun, too. Getting to borrow their powers for a while. I didn't realize why at the time, but it just felt natural? Easy. Especially flying. Dream logic, I guess."
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❝ To be a hero, you need to have dreams… ❞
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❝ What? No chit-chat or monologue? Just getting right to the point, huh? ❞
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...So I can't be the only one, right...
Lyrics below.
@betweendawnanddark the ship
Lyrics: can you hear the calling of the raving wind and water? we just keep dreaming of the land 'cross the river we are always on the way to find the place we belong wandering to no where, we're paddling down the raging sea
who can cross over such raving wind and water? on the rolling boat we sit, shivering with coldness come by an island, come by a hillock, it's just another place, we paddle on down the raging sea
but in one morning we'll see the sun bright shining morning dew singing they who will search will find the land of evergreen
can you hear the calling of the raving wind and water? we just keep paddling down the sea, up the river no destination, but we are together in the silent sadness we're paddling down the raging sea down to no where
He'd sort of lost track of when he'd last slept soundly. Slept well. When he was a child, he imagined. When days were nothing but sand and wooden swords and play fighting. Mostly with his best friend.
Even then, though, he wasn't exactly care-free. At some point, it occurred to him that swords weren't just toys, they meant something. And anything that meant something had to be paid attention to, learned. Swords were weapons, but they were for defense too. Eventually, he became pretty good at sparring, and took it upon himself to teach by way of demonstration. Something like that. He'd taken on responsibility.
That hadn't really interrupted his sleep, not in full. It occasionally made rest uneasy, though.
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Riku was here...!
Sora buried his face deeper against Riku's shoulder, fingers clutching the back of his soaked jacket. Every shaking breath came out as another broken sob, his entire body trembling violently..
"I found you..." he whispered, the words catching against Riku's collar. "I—I found you..."
For so long there had only been gray.
Gray skies. Gray walls. Gray thoughts.
@sassy-keyblade-master-delux
Don't let go. As if he ever could. As if he'd ever want to. "Okay." Easy agreement came in a whisper only loud enough for the precious person in his arms to hear.
There were people around them. Riku couldn't help but be partially aware of that, of the inherent need to protect the very thing he'd been searching for and found again, but they were distant. Background noise, like the ache in his limbs, the cold wet clothes that clung to him. Sora was warm enough, alive enough, to draw his full attention. Hold on to me, hold on--
