... a light left behind…

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of loose quotes taken from various characters from hades (supergiant games). these quotes are from the first game of the series. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst! feel free to edit as you see fit, especially since some are gendered.

[ BANDAGE ] : sender bandages a wound on receiver.

[ GUIDE ] : sender puts a hand on he receiver's back to guide them somewhere.

[ WAVE ]: sender waves down receiver to get their attention.

[ SIGN ]: sender raises their hand to sign to receiver. what follows can be anything the sender desires.

[ LIFT ]: sender lifts receiver's chin to look at them.

[ LIGHT ]: sender lights receiver's cigarette/candle/etc.

[ FIND ] : sender finds receiver beaten and/or bloodied.

[ PIN ]: sender pins receiver against the wall during combat/sparring.

[ GET DOWN ]: sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger.

[ TAKE ]: sender takes a hit meant for receiver.

[ CAUGHT ]: sender finds receiver somewhere they aren't supposed to be.

[ TRAP ]: sender traps the receiver somewhere they don't want to be.

[ DARLING ]: sender touches receiver's cheek.

[ SNATCH ]: sender snatches receiver's wrist as they turn to go.

[ STAB ]: sender stabs receiver.

[ DRAG ]: sender drags receiver from point a to point b.

[ SIT ]: sender sits on receiver's lap.

[ EN GARDE ]: sender and receiver get into some kind of fight.

[ DRUNK ]: sender finds receiver drunk.

[ BLOOD ]: sender walks into receiver's room covered in blood.

[ FLOWER ]: sender offers a flower to receiver.

[ HOLD ]: sender reaches to hold receiver's hand.

[ BRUSH ]: sender brushes a strand of hair out of receiver's face.

[ NOTE: ] sender writes a note for receiver. the contents are whatever the sender decides.

[ EYES ]: sender notices receiver looking at them.

[ STOP ]: sender raises hand to signal the receiver to stop in place.

[ TAP ]: sender taps receiver on the shoulder to get their attention.

[ WAKE ]: sender gently wakes receiver from a nap or otherwise.

[ MORNING AFTER ]: sender and receiver wake up together for the first time after a night of passion.

[ BLANKET ]: sender drapes a blanket over receiver's shoulders.

[ HUDDLE ]: sender and receiver huddle together in an effort to stay warm.

[ TUG ]: sender pulls receiver away from them.

[ PUSH ]: sender pushes receiver away from them.

kairi's heart was where she belonged. she knew that - had known it for a long time, had truly accepted it, too. unlike roxas, naminé didn't have a fiery spirit nor a stubborn will to be someone.

she had always been half of kairi. and that was okay.

the princess' heart was soothing and warm. naminé belonged here, there was no doubt about it. and she wouldn't disappear - she'd be able to live through her somebody, quietly experiencing what they got to experience, as well.

she could only hope roxas had finally settled within sora's heart. it would be nice to see him again, soon enough - to have a friend she could meet and talk to. that way, they'd never feel truly lonely.

but it seemed as if naminé was fated to talk to someone else first. kairi herself was here, in their own station of the heart.

the nobody felt an odd tug within her chest. now that all was said and done, she couldn't believe she was finally here - that they were finally here, face to face, ready to speak to each other.

what would kairi think of her?

"i was happy to help." she replied sincerely, "it's good to finally meet you, kairi." a small pause. "... properly, that is."

A home to Kairi as much as it was a home to Naminé. “I didn’t get the chance to ask earlier, but, since we’re both here, do you want to hang out? I mean, in whatever way we can here?”

Naminé might’ve known more about Kairi than ey did about her, what with being her Nobody and all. But the idea of being known without knowing her just as well…

It didn’t sit right with fae.

“We can start with the small things, if you want? Like… new introductions! Ahem. My name’s Kairi and I’ve lived on the Islands for almost my entire life.”

They held out their hand for her to take, if she wanted to that was. Part of her wanted to admit to the bubbling feeling that was sure to be obvious in their Heart of all things. “Uhm, I’m not too sure how to explain this or if I need to…?” ey rolled on eir heels, back and forth, “but I’m not a girl, I go by multiple pronouns. Oh, but one of ‘em’s she/her so you don’t have to worry about changing things up!”

Didn’t seem like it’d happen any time soon but…

“Speed and agility, huh?” Eir mind went to those days on the Islands, days when Sora and Riku would race practically everyday. They sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck, bringing her elbow close to their chest as they did so. “… Are you sure? I mean, I’m not really good at running and all that. Not like Sora or Riku.”

It would be nice to believe in the other’s words, believe in the reality in which fae could catch up. But every day told her just how big that gap was. Too big to just reach just like that. Still, fae could try, right? And he was offering so…

“But! I’d be happy to try. Can’t improve until I do, right?”

         Not   that   Axel   was   ever   one   to   detest   the   heat,   penchant   for   fire    &    all.

Black   boots   sunk   against   pale   sands,   deep   tracks   left   in   his   wake   to   be   washed   away   come   high   tide.   Hand   raised   to   his   brow   to   guard   against   the   sun’s   glare,   jade   hues   glanced   about   the   vacant   beach   for   a   familiar   face.   Punctuality   was   a   rarity   for   the   former   Nobody,   more   oft   to   arrive   on   his   own   time   than   whenever   otherwise   scheduled.   Yet   the   day’s   mission   had   concluded   with   ample   free   time   to   spare   before   the   arranged   beach   gathering   between   fellow   Guardians    &    co.   An   unexpected   tradition,   sprouted   after   their   confrontation   with   Xehanort   —   a   means   to   decompress    &    reconvene   following   duty’s   demands.   And   considering   his   most   recent   assignment,   Axel   desperately   craved   a   warm   reprieve.

Luck and Light. Maybe those were the first words anyone associated with em, maybe those words seemed accurate to some, but to Kairi? They felt distant. Might be why they were so fixated on the former, just on the chance their luck could turn around. With Lea’s willing participation, seashell searching was gonna be a speedy job. Or so one would think. But this was Kairi. Doing things speedily, rushing through them always felt like ey were doing them a disservice.

The slower moments in life, the memories of moments too mundane for others to comment on, weren’t they the brightest of all?

Having done this millions upon millions of times before, ey crouched down to look upon the shells peaking out of the sand. Crimson red flames or the bright orange within them were ideal for Lea, kinda his whole deal, y’know? She hummed as they picked up some shells. Shards, though fragmented, were just as beautiful as the whole. Just needed the right perspective, the right shells around it. 

They blinked at his question. For Kairi? Pink, maybe? Fae shrugged. “Hmm, cute ones, of course!” came their reply, a grin on faer face. She picked up one of the slightly hidden seashells, a peachy base with lines of red and brown swirling around. It was pretty, looking almost like marble here. Fae held it up by Lea, the red was a few shades darker than his hair buuuut it was a pretty close match. 

Lavender hues met a matching seashell. Blues dipping into lavender, the sea dipping into the magic of light. Before she could get the best look at it, though, Lea placed it beside her eyes. Ey raised an eyebrow. 

“Got your approval? In that case, we’d better keep it!”

x. @oceansoaths continued from HERE .

❛ Why ? You wanna leave ? ❜ Oh , if ONLY she knew how weighted that question was . He'd never tell her . She had enough to worry about . Sora . . . She always worries about [ [ him ] ] . Rightfully so . He was always getting into trouble , despite being the ❛ lazy bum ❜ they had always known . Somethings never change .

Aquamarine eyes glanced at her , lips [ [ tugging ] ] into the smirk that formed when he was trying to hold back a laugh .

❝ -- Right , Princess . I'm the lazy one . ❞

His right hand settled on his hip , while his left was used for EMPHASIS . She thought she was funny , didn't she ?

❝ . . . No , no . Just for that , I want to see what you can do by yourself . I'm sure you'll get far . ❞

“So glad you agree with me! I’ve heard self-awareness is a great trait to have.”

They winked at him but the crinkles by her eyes told fae was only seconds away from bursting into giggles. Though at his words they let out a rather loud, rather dramatic gasp.

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .

who . . .

“ Who are you? ”

“ Who do you serve? ”

“ Who taught you that? ”

“ Who’s really in control here? ”

“ Who are you running from? ”

“ Who did this to you? ”

“ Who’s coming for us? ”

“ Who do you think I am? ”

“ Who else knows about this? ”

“ Who are you trying to protect? ”

what . . .

“ What are you? ”

“ What do you want from me? ”

“ What are you hiding? ”

“ What were you planning to do? ”

“ What just happened? ”

“ What did you see back there? ”

“ What did you promise them? ”

“ What happens if I don’t let you go? ”

“ What are the rules I’m not supposed to break? ”

“ What happens after the portal closes? ”

where . . .

“ Where did you come from? ”

“ Where are we? ”

“ Where are you going? ”

“ Where were you when it happened? ”

“ Where does this path lead? ”

“ Where did you get that scar? ”

“ Where is everyone else? ”

“ Where should I stand? ”

“ Where did you put the body? ”

“ Where were you hiding all this time? ”

when . . .

“ When did this start? ”

“ When were you going to tell me? ”

“ When was the last time you felt safe? ”

“ When do we leave? ”

“ When did you stop trusting me? ”

“ When does this end? ”

“ When did you realise the truth? ”

“ When do things go wrong? ”

“ When did you choose this path? ”

“ When will you look at me and be honest? ”

how . . .

“ How long have you been watching me? ”

“ How did you survive? ”

“ How much do you remember? ”

“ How are you this calm right now? ”

“ How bad is it? ”

“ How did you know my name? ”

“ How far are you willing to go? ”

“ How many lies have you told me? ”

“ How do you live with this? ”

“ How are we supposed to fix this? ”

are . . .

“ Are you human? ”

“ Are you okay? ”

“ Are you lying to me right now? ”

“ Are you scared? ”

“ Are you tired? ”

“ Are you hiding something? ”

“ Are you bound by oath or by magic? ”

“ Are you trying to start a fight? ”

“ Are you always this dramatic? ”

“ Are you going to explain or just stare? ”

do . . .

“ Do you trust me? ”

“ Do you remember your name? ”

“ Do you remember me? ”

“ Do you miss them? ”

“ Do you always talk this much? ”

“ Do you have any idea what you just did? ”

“ Do you ever sleep? ”

“ Do you want me to stay? ”

“ Do you think I’m stupid? ”

“ Do you believe in fate? ”

have . . .

“ Have you eaten yet? ”

“ Have we met before? ”

“ Have you been here long? ”

“ Have you done this before? ”

“ Have you ever killed someone? ”

“ Have you been lying to me? ”

“ Have you lost anyone? ”

“ Have you forgiven yourself? ”

“ Have you always been like this? ”

“ Have you already chosen a side? ”

is . . .

“ Is this place real? ”

“ Is something bothering you? ”

“ Is that weapon even legal here? ”

“ Is this your idea of a joke? ”

“ Is this your way of flirting? ”

“ Is someone watching us? ”

“ Is it supposed to hurt like this? ”

“ Is there a way out? ”

“ Is this what you wanted? ”

“ Is it too late to turn back? ”

can . . .

“ Can I ask you a weird question? ”

“ Can you hear that? ”

“ Can I trust you? ”

“ Can you keep a secret? ”

“ Can we slow down? ”

“ Can you help me bury a body? ”

“ Can you look at me? ”

“ Can we talk about what happened? ”

“ Can you stop pretending? ”

“ Can you promise me something? ”

will . . .

“ Will you stay with me? ”

“ Will you tell me the truth? ”

“ Will this ever end? ”

“ Will you protect me? ”

“ Will they come back for us? ”

“ Will you remember me? ”

“ Will you choose a side? ”

“ Will you regret this? ”

“ Will you still look at me the same way? ”

“ Will you stop me if I’m wrong? ”

should . . .

“ Should I be worried? ”

“ Should we be running? ”

“ Should I follow you? ”

“ Should I be afraid of you? ”

“ Should we pretend this never happened? ”

“ Should I stay or go? ”

“ Should I believe you? ”

“ Should I be honest with you? ”

“ Should we trust them? ”

“ Should I have come here? ”

would . . .

“ Would you do it again? ”

“ Would you lie to protect me? ”

“ Would this have been different if I had stayed? ”

“ Would you really let me die? ”

“ Would you have saved them instead? ”

“ Would you still care if you knew the truth? ”

“ Would you leave if I asked? ”

“ Would this hurt less if I understood? ”

“ Would you forgive me? ”

“ Would you choose me this time? ”

could . . .

“ Could you survive without me? ”

“ Could this world exist without you? ”

“ Could this get any worse? ”

“ Could you teach me how to do that? ”

“ Could you be wrong? ”

“ Could you be lying to yourself? ”

“ Could you forgive them? ”

“ Could this be a trap? ”

“ Could you handle the truth if I told you? ”

your choices, [name]. your actions... that's what makes you who you are.

i couldn't be more proud of you.

we're so different.

i'm punk rock.

you are not punk rock.

my point is, i question everything and everyone. you trust everyone and think everyone you've ever met is beautiful.

you piece of shit alien!

that is where you've always been wrong about me. i am as human as anyone.

i get scared.

i wake up every morning, and despite not knowing what to do, i put one foot in front of the other, and i try to make the best choices that i can.

i screw up all the time, but that is being human, and that's my greatest strength.

none of this matters, you patronizing clown.

the government gave me authority to kill you.

i'm gonna turn myself in.

he's out there alone. and he's probably scared.

you're driven by envy. you couldn't be more obvious.

parents aren't for telling their children who they're supposed to be. we are here to give you tools to help you make fools of yourselves all your own.

oh my god. why does he trust everyone?

quit messing around!

i'm not messing around. i'm doing important stuff.

hey buddy. eyes up here.

i know you won't kill me.

that haircut should be against your vows.

nothing's felt right since he showed up.

i told you to keep an eye on him!

i can be such a jerk sometimes.

take me home.

there's gotta be a better way to do this!

what the hell, dude? why did you move the door?

where is my dog?

how long have they been hooking up?

it's guys like this, they always got a whole bunch of dark, ugly secrets.

a lot of these guys, these heroes from the magazines, they're obsessed with me. 'cause i'm more jacked than they are.

i thought you wanted to see me.

you're just trying to get information out of me.

i swear to god, that's not it.

there's other parts of you that people would find very attractive.

if i had any emotional capacity whatsoever, i'd be concerned about her partying.

what are you smirking at, you idiot?

would you like a coffee?

i have no clue what you're talking about.

i've been trying to figure out a way to get it out of here alive.

good for you, asshole!

is that really how you feel?

people were going to die!

thanks for watching him, bitch!

good luck with that.

the people there are simple and profoundly confused.

do us proud. rule without mercy.

what's it called again?

your hot ex is a genius.

are you kidding me? those things aren't cheap!

your obsession with me is getting a little creepy.

well, this is why he has behavioural issues.

they sent a message along with me.