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here to spread the Kairi Appreciation Agenda đ¤ Soriku are my sons and I love them
alrighty so. I already have two posts where I shared my KH fic series, but I wanted to make a new, more polished one, so here we are.
the strength of our hearts
Sometimes, all it takes to cut through the darkness is a connection.
A rewrite of the Kingdom Hearts series after KH2.
general fic info:
main playlist (yes I know it's insanely long at the moment, I'm going to condense it into a much shorter playlist sometime soon so it works better for the entire series.)
the word "rewrite" implies that I dislike KH as it is, which is very much not true. I just had a cool idea and wanted to rewrite the entire series to tell a new version of the story with my idea in mind.
there will be a total of 3 main fics in the series, with maybe one or two shorter ones to fill in the gaps. the first two main fics are already posted and I'm working on them at the same time to maintain continuity, as they are parallel stories and will eventually converge at the end of the first fic. these fics cover the entire story from the end of KH2 to just before the beginning of KH3, while the third fic will focus on KH3 and ReMind.
this story is heavily Soriku & Destiny Trio focused. not to say that the other characters and relationships aren't important, it's just that Sora, Riku, and Kairi are the heart of my story.
Soriku is a veeeeery slow burn in this series. but! it's for a good reason! I'm not going to leave you all hanging when it comes to their relationship and how it develops. it's going to be good, trust me!!
Kairi is aromantic. this is very important for her side of the story. of course, it's not all of who she is. but it affects every part of her life, and her being in the closet makes that much more difficult... and that's exactly what I want to explore in this series. :)
if I list a relationship in the tags, it will be explored in the fic. I won't tag relationships that aren't important to anyone's characterization or development at some point in the story. if I don't tag a major trio or friendship or something, that relationship is still present, it's just not given as much attention as the tagged relationships.
most of the KH3 arc of the story was initially inspired by Sleeping Realm theory and the posts I've made about that theory. my version of it is much more Kairi-centric though, because I adore her.
the strongest theme in my story is that of finding yourself through connection. this is the core of every single character arc in the entire series. I didn't plan for this btw, it just sorta happened. but I really like this direction for KH's story, so it stuck. :)
there are content warnings in the chapter notes & on this post, but the series isn't nearly as upsetting as it sounds. the warnings are only there to tell you what to expect. I promise it isn't too bad, there's just a lot of heavy stuff in the subtext.
when KH4 releases, I'm going to continue this series with a fourth main fic. but I want to finish writing what I have planned so far before I start working on post-ReMind stuff.
WARNING: from this point on, this post contains a bunch of spoilers for future chapters of these fics. tread carefully! if you don't want too many spoilers, but you still want to know what my fic is about, just go directly to the series using the link above and read the tags there.
pt. 1: mend the chains (undo the hurt)
current chapter count: 3/14
current word count: 15,911
A letter from a dear friend finds its way to Sora and Riku in the realm of darkness. But when the door appears and the two walk through it, itâs not the Islands they see on the other side.
At the end of KH2, the door of light takes the boys to Castle Oblivion instead of Destiny Islands.
relationships & dynamics:
Soriku (best friends to lovers)
implied Namixi (eventual QPR)
background Destiny Trio (close, lifelong friendship) (I only label it as background here because Kairi isn't with Sora and Riku for most of this fic. the focus is primarily on Sora and Riku, just with a lot of mentions of Kairi throughout the fic.)
Sora & Riku & NaminĂŠ (developing friendship)
NaminĂŠ & Castle Oblivion (old friends but also developing friendship)
NaminĂŠ & Chirithy (developing friendship)
NaminĂŠ & Roxas & Ven (siblings)
Repliku & Xion (siblings)
Sora & all of his heart roommates (I don't think any single word can properly encapsulate this group's dynamic in my fic lol)
Vanitas vs. literally everyone else (he has one goal and he will fight every single person he runs into just to reach it)
content warnings:
panic attacks & meltdowns (esp. in the first few chapters; they become less prominent as the story goes on for reasons I can't explain yet without spoiling a lot.)
implied child neglect (very easy to miss as it's not a major plot point)
dysphoria & dysmorphia (some of it is very transgender, some of it is from prior possession/unwanted transformation)
self esteem issues & self hatred
implied transphobia and/or dehumanization (can be read as either)
the members of Organization XIII are their own content warning
general information:
post-game: KH2 (starts right at the end of the game)
references to the manga & light novels
the language of flowers is very important to NaminĂŠ's side of the story & general lore for my version of the KH universe (I will make a longer post about how I use flowers in my story another time!)
POV alternating (it's entirely based on vibes, idk what to tell you.)
lots of talking about Thingsâ˘ď¸
very introspective
memory loss/recovery
canon-typical memory issues
fluff & angst
lots of emotional hurt/comfort
everyone needs a hug BADLY (and I do mean everyone lol)
Kairi appreciation :)
Riku is embarrassingly gay for Sora (and vice versa, but this fic's focus is on Riku's queerness for the most part)
the plot of Dream Drop Distance happens in this fic but the Mark of Mastery exam & all of the Xehanort shenanigans are absent. I can't say anything else rn sadly because I'd be spoiling my favorite chapters in the fic, and I really want those to be a surprise...
Castle Oblivion is a character for plot reasons (it wanted to be a character and. well. here we are)
Xehanort doesn't exist until I say so
Xion and Repliku are trans girls. Xion is already out of the closet by the time she returns in this fic (obviously), but Repliku has a long way to go before her egg gets cracked. but dw, it'll happen in this fic.
NaminĂŠ is very autistic coded in this fic. I projected too hard, my bad
Castle Oblivion has a lot of lore. most of it is my explanation for the castle's weirdness. some of it I literally just made up because I thought it was interesting & that the plot would benefit from it. (more on this in another post. the lore is not really focused on in my story so I have to yap about it on here instead.)
the core idea for this fic was heavily inspired by Re:Coded. I'm sure you can see how lol.
playlists:
main
Soriku
Sora
Riku
NaminĂŠ
Repliku/Rikomi
[more TBA soon]
pt. 2: another side (another destiny)
current chapter count: 1/7
current word count: 10,945
The dark corridor closed too soon, and Kairi finds herself separated from her best friends all over again. But she's not going to wait another year for them to come home. There's no room for fear or doubt; Sora and Riku are out there somewhere, and Kairi won't rest until the three of them are together again.
Post-KH2 canon divergence fic; in which the door of light doesn't take Sora and Riku to Destiny Islands, and Kairi is left to pick up the pieces on her own.
relationships & dynamics:
Destiny Trio (close, lifelong friendship; they are not normal about each other at all ever) (also Sora and Riku aren't present, but I won't let that stop me from making this a Destiny Trio relationship study fic!)
one-sided Sokai (kind of; Kairi thinks she loves Sora romantically, but she doesn't.)
background Soriku (childhood friends to rivals to kind of enemies to best friends to lovers; at least that's how Kairi sees their relationship)
Kairi & Mickey & Donald & Goofy (developing friendship, mentors & mentee, or the Disney Dads and their newly adopted daughter; all three are valid interpretations)
Kairi & a bunch of Disney characters (she makes many new friends on her adventures!!)
Kairi & Lea (enemies to allies & good friends)
Kairi & Terra (developing friendship; technically master & apprentice but Terra only ever treats Kairi as an equal.)
background Wayfinder Trio (adopted family, lifelong friendship) (same as Destiny Trio; they don't have to be together for me to make this fic about their relationship!)
content warnings:
somewhat excessive self-blame, low self-esteem
deep loneliness & isolation (especially in chapter 1)
implied suicidal ideation (but it's only once at the end of chapter 1)
implied internalized aphobia
canon-typical death/fading from existence (only in one chapter though)
canon-typical possession
parental trauma (Eraqus was trying, but he was not a good father. the Wayfinder Trio are not okay.)
Xehanort and the Nort Court are their own content warning
general information:
end of game: KH2 (starts right when Kairi gets separated from Sora and Riku before the final battle with Xemnas)
references to the manga & light novels
language of flowers (not as much as part 1 though)
very introspective
emotional hurt/comfort
Kairi is dealing with a lot of compulsory heterosexuality
POV Kairi (but switches sometimes to other characters)
Kairi goes on adventures!!!
spite-fuelled defiance of destiny (the only destiny she's going to embrace is with the two dorks she calls her best friends!!!)
mostly inspired by KH3 (the worlds Kairi visits are all ones Sora visited in KH3)
Mickey Mouse and his canon-typical concerned dad energy
includes many headcanons about the history & culture of Destiny Islands
Kairi's foster parents are Raine Whispers and Eda Clawthorne from The Owl House (yes there is lore here, not sure if I want to do anything big with it yet though)
Kairi's Radiant Garden origins go almost completely unmentioned in this fic
the Datascape from Re:Coded makes an appearance in this fic as one of the worlds Kairi visits! no spoilers though :)
Lea and Terra don't show up immediately; Kairi meets each of them later on in the fic
playlists:
main
Kairi
[more TBA soon]
additional links
character design infodump #1
flower lore introduction post!
heart-flowers #1
excerpt from part 3: elegy of memory
part 3 scene playlists
infodump about CoM ideas for part 1
aromantic Kairi thoughts
fic title infodump
paopu fruit symbolism thoughts
character design stuff: eye colors
small infodump about Princess of Heart Strelitzia (part 3 brainstorming)
more part 3 ideas: Destiny Trio angst edition
Kairi, at the end of it all. (part 3 final act design)
final notes
this is all I've got for now! I'm really excited about this fic series and I wanted to share it in a way that was less vague and hopefully easier to read. I'll make another post like this when I start working on part 3. I'll also probably update this one a few times as I update the fics. hope you enjoyed reading my ideas, please feel free to tell me what you think :)
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So one of the things that can apparently contribute to kidney issues in cats is if they eat too much dry food and don't drink enough water; cats are adapted to get a lot of their water from their food since they're originally desert animals, and might not get enough water if they don't eat wet food. Unfortunately, Dozy won't eat wet food no matter what; she categorically refuses to touch the stuff. So a few months ago, we were looking for ways to get Dozy more fluids, and my wife noticed at the pet store a cat drink--basically meat broth with some floaty bits in--that was low-protein and meant for cats with kidney issues. So we figured, worth a try, right?
Great news: she loved it. Super tasty apparently. Great success. Along with the kidney-sensitive treats we found, it was a nice way to supplement her diet. Unforseen long-term consequence though: she loved it so much she began demanding it throughout the day. Like, would come up to us and meow, and meow, and meow, and not stop, until we got up, went to the kitchen, and got her some cat drink.
And by doing so on demand, we have unfortunately created a monster: no matter what we are doing at home, Dozy knows that if she sits next to you and meows, 1) you know what she wants, and 2) you know that she will not stop until you get it for her now. And when you do get it, she gets extremely excited. She will bum rush the kitchen door as you enter. She will run around your feet as you open the can. She will let out the creakiest, crunchiest, most nails-on-the-chalkboard meow you've ever heard if she thinks you're not going fast enough.
I do not begrudge her this. It is gratifying to care for a creature whose most ardent desires are so simple that it is this easy to fulfill them. But I am a little sad, because I know in my heart that I have never loved any comestible as much as she loves this cat drink. She has a pleasure of a purity and intensity that I will never know.
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âwomen are holding humanityâs survival hostageâ đ¤˘đ¤˘đ¤˘ I think we should go extinct if people simply decide they donât want to reproduce anymore. But weâre not facing extinction. The birthrate has dropped due to a number of factors, including the political state of the world and the cost of living crisis. Also this survey was about how people define personal success and simply indicates that young women no longer view pushing out children as a badge of personal success, not that theyâre not interested in ever having children just that it is not a matter of personal success and accomplishment. Women were told for so long that their worth was directly tied to their fertility that the suggestion of reproducing being the pinnacle of fulfillment disgusts them.
Also as a side note, people who are obsessed with having children to âcontinue their bloodlineâ and very adamant about that should not have children and are not having children for the right reasons. Like, eww. Disgusting. It almost always intertwines with white supremacist and misogynistic rhetoric. âAm I interested in putting in the effort to raise healthy well-adjusted and successful children? Nah but I want to continue my bloodline and spread my seed and knock up several people.â
your weird obsession with having a fully formed white picket fence found family who all speak like they've inhaled their therapist who you subconsciously want to be adopted into is ruining your ability to interact with the source material
So--when I was in my mid-twenties and the Disaster Ex tried to make me kill myself, the local mental hospital didn't have any beds open in the usual ward for attempted suicides.
What they did have was a single spare bed in the small, comfortable, quiet, wildly expensive facility for girls with eating disorders.
They asked each of the young women currently living there if it was acceptable that I might occupy a bed in one of the rooms for a while, just the long weekend while I was waiting for a doctor's evaluation. I hadn't been violent, I had gone with the cops without putting up any fight at all, and I was still and I was small and all those things were sufficient for me to be deemed safe. So up they sent me, to somewhere high in Western Psych, above the smells and sounds of the denser-packed wards, above where the care workers were harried and frustrated, to a gentle space with seven or eight young women in it.
I was five foot three, and I weighed about 115 pounds. I was underweight for my frame, as a fair amount of that weight was martial arts muscle; I would probably have been ten pounds heavier if I were healthy, with the amount of activity I got.
I was at least two inches shorter than pretty much every other young woman there, six or seven inches shorter than one of them, and I had at least thirty pounds on several of them. The tallest was not allowed to walk, she had to sit in a wheelchair and be pushed around, because her condition was so advanced that the motion would undo what good her hard work had done.
And over the course of the four or five days I was there, multiple of them came up to me alone to quietly tell me that I had the *perfect* body, and they wished they could be as skinny as I was. That I needed to live, because I was beautiful, and if they were as beautiful as I was, they wouldn't need to be here.
Their eyes were on me all the time, in the hours that I wasn't sleeping. I spent a lot of time sleeping, and we took our meals separately (I not needing to be monitored while I ate, and not having my food weighed), but we spent a fair amount of time sitting around in the little shared living room space, talking about movies and magazines and books we'd loved, talking about our families. I didn't talk about my family; they didn't pry.
They were all so fucking nice.
And I could have broken any one of them over my narrow knee.
They each thought they were bigger than I was.
Their brains lied to them, every time they looked at a mirror. Every time they looked down at their own thighs. What they saw was not what I could see. They had bright, beautiful eyes in dark hollows, and I could count their vertebrae, could see their ribs winging when they breathed, could see the motion of every tendon on the backs of their hands.
They weren't celebrities. They weren't being paid to have particular bodies, nor were they deep in the toxic sea of having strangers take photos of them to sell to gossip rags if they stepped out of doors in old jeans. They had families and loved ones who were doing everything that they could to protect them, to uplift them and help them be healthy. They were just everyday people--a nurse, a couple of students, a couple of recent college grads, a young woman who had decided it was time to really get help because she wanted to be a mother--and still they'd been so injured by the neverending fucking deluge of body-image bullshit that they were dying of it.
That was in 2009. Things are worse now.
I think about them still. I hope that they're all right.
And in case some people aren't aware: anorexia is deadly. There is a point at which your body looses the ability to digest food and you are no longer capable of improving.
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Fandom needs more aspec headcannons that actually get explored
There seems to be a weird phenomenon in fandom where people give their aro/ace headcannon to an unimportant side character or the one person that they donât have a ship for. Every other character is shipped with another person and there is just one single person in their story and that is the aspec character.
And that is shitty for a few reasons.
You cannot only make the âboringâ or âundesirableâ people aro/ace. It feels incredibly weird. Those are typically the characters that get sidelined in fics as well. There are outgoing aspec people. With friends and in some cases they are in relationships as well. They arenât all shy introverted people or science geeks with no desire for a social life. But you donât see that in fandom.
The other problem is that it seems like you cannot imagine an allo person being single. Choosing to stay single. Like the only way someone could be happy like that is if they were âincapableâ of love and had to settle for what you perceive to be a lesser form of happiness.
You also often see the aroace label, but rarely aroallo or alloace headcannons anywhere. The aroace label just gets used as a âthis character doesnât date and is therefore unimportantâ box.
The aromanticism and asexuality rarely gets explored any further than âdoesnât date, cannot give relationship adviceâ (which both isnât always the case either). People just slap the label on a character they hate and donât do anything with it. It feels like they are checking a box. âIâve added an ace headcannon so I canât be called aphobicâ
âBRING IT ON, I'LL KILL EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.â
She had nothing to lose and everything to protect.
Amid the calamity that falls upon the Enchanted Dominion, she becomes the vanguard standing against its spread.
The gifted girl who was once raised to be perfect finally breaks her binds.
Huge thank you to the lovely âžâ.Ë đ 㤠ă for accepting my art commission and for the absolutely incredible work on Skuld !
axel being a guardian of light is the funniest thing they could have pulled itâs truly like a combination of âgot a major totally new type of job at my former employerâs rival company with very little experience even though i was upfront about thatâ and ârsvped for a party bc i heard my only two friends would maybe possibly be there but i got here way before them and now i have to stand around awkwardly for a long time hoping theyâre still comingâ
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no more âkairi has the braincellâ talk she was fully willing to float off on a homemade raft with her besties. her âsupplies listâ was like 2 fish and a coconut. they wouldâve all died sunburnt and hangry. sora and riku just trust her because lists=smart but sheâs reckless too. they were all leading each other around blindfolded
