forgotten

Namine ✨

a collection of quotes, phrases, and sayings for when your muse needs a little TLC. change & alter as needed.

THE HURT:

“Nah, it’s not that bad. I’ve had worse.”

“I don’t think I can walk that far… or at all.”

“I’m fine. I don’t need your help.”

“Will you stay with me? Just until I fall asleep?”

“I’m sorry, I’m just—I’m just really tired.”

“I don’t need a break. I’m okay.”

“It was my fault. It was all my fault.”

“I think I need help.”

“So, I don’t think I’m dying, or anything, and it’s probably not that serious, but… I’m kinda bleeding. A lot.”

“Is the room spinning right now, or is that just me?”

“No, I’m okay, I just… I hit my head. Really hard. I’ll be okay, just give me a second.”

“I’m not sick! I’m fine!”

“No, I don’t think any of my bones are broken, or anything like that. Just bad bruises.”

“Yeah, but you should see the other guy.”

“I’m fine. This just happens sometimes. It’s normal for me.”

“I’ve got a headache.”

“Seriously, though, I’m fine! Stop making such a big deal out of it!”

“I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time. I don’t need your help, and I definitely don’t need your pity. Fuck off.”

“Please tell me I don’t look as bad as I feel.”

“I think I’m running a fever.”

“So, what’s the prognosis, Doc? Am I gonna live?”

“Stop fussing over me! I’m not a baby!”

“Can I stay with you tonight? I just… really don’t want to be alone right now.”

“No, I-I’m okay. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep.”

“I… can’t actually remember the last time I had something to eat.”

“You shouldn’t be here. You’ll get sick, too.”

THE COMFORT:

“Honey, have you been crying? What is it? What’s wrong?”

“I think you’d better take a break.”

“It’s not your fault, sweetheart. You did everything you could.”

“You don’t have to go through this alone. I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in.”

“There’s nothing wrong with you. There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Don’t ever let yourself believe that there is.”

“You really don’t realize just how many people love you, do you?”

“If you’re not going to take care of yourself, at least let me do it for you!”

“I’m sorry. I know it hurts.”

“You’re not alone, baby. You never have been.”

“Let’s get you some food.”

“You’re dead on your feet, poor thing. Come on, you need some sleep.”

“Stay where you are. I’m coming to get you.”

“Tell me where it hurts.”

“How many times have I told you to be more careful?!”

“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m right here, okay? I’m not gonna leave you. I’m never gonna leave you.”

“Oh, honey, you’re safe now. I promise. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

“Go ahead and take a shower. I’ll fix you something to eat.”

“What happened to you, baby?”

“I’ll kill that bastard. I’ll kill him for what he did to you.”

“You look like shit, man.”

“Whoa, whoa, take it easy! You got pretty banged up back there, and you don’t want to go making yourself worse.”

“I’m not trying to baby you. It’s called taking care of my friends.”

mixed bag of sentence starters/dialogue prompts. taken from reedsy.

“i love you.”

“do i know you?”

“do you remember?”

“this section is off limits.”

“we’re closing in ten minutes.”

“this isn’t what i signed up for.”

“this is all my fault.”

“that’s not what i meant.”

“have we met before?”

“are you real?”

“i didn’t mean that.”

“i’ve said too much.”

“i didn’t see that one coming.”

“is nobody going to say it?”

“i wish we could stay here forever.”

“it’s all fun and games.”

“i can’t say it.”

“you can’t run forever.”

“we have all the time in the world.”

“you’ve got this.”

“that shouldn’t be there.”

“i think someone’s listening.”

“i think someone’s watching.”

“we’re not alone.”

“i’m free!”

“maybe in another life.”

“rome wasn’t built in a day.”

“it’s the thought that counts.”

“i feel alive.”

“speak now.”

“so, what’s the catch?”

“it’s mine, and you can’t have it!”

“houston, we have a problem.”

“let’s go for a walk.”

“thank you for that.”

“i’ve got a plan.”

“move aside.”

“i’m here to investigate a crime.”

“you didn’t come to the funeral. why?”

“oh my god. don’t say that!”

“quick! act surprised!”

“are you absolutely sure that your plan is foolproof?”

“come here.”

“truth or dare.”

“tell me something i don’t know.”

“is that… is that blood all over you?”

“right, i’m leaving now.”

“when has listening to you EVER worked out well for me?”

“don’t do that.”

“no, you can’t have my number.”

“i’d rather you just tell me.”

“did you also hear a knock on the door?”

“you’re not looking your best today. what happened?”

“[he/she/they] did it first.”

“well, don’t just stand there! do something!”

“run! run now!”

“hey. someone’s on the phone for you.”

“you’ll never know unless you try.”

“thank you, god. thanks an awful lot.”

“this is my worst nightmare.”

“It’s like this… I’m really not happy about you messing with my memories. But…you know—I can’t really get mad at you for it, either. These memories you gave me… In my head, I know they’re lies—but they still feel right.

𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

An abyss of calm. Nothing but Kairi and (maybe?) someone else. A station of a Heart. There was more Light here, too much Light, but Kairi only had one thought while here.

This is familiar.

It might have been a year ago, she might not have remembered it until now, it might have only been for a brief adventure, but Kairi had been there. In Sora’s Heart. Back then, there was someone else there too, wasn’t there…? Still, this wasn’t completely the same. For starters… 

Purple hues stared at the station beneath her feet. A figure encased in sleep, some figures integral to them by their side. Just like in Sora’s Heart, except—

Fae absentmindedly touched the ends of her hair. The same one reflected back at her.

—this was Kairi’s station. Her Heart. It was only when ey noticed another’s footprints, just as familiar as the sight beneath her, that ey looked away. A soft smile made its way onto their face.

“… It’s Naminé, right? Thanks for helping us out—y’know with the portal.”

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."

He watches the way Namine's expression shifts from the moment she realizes she's being invited, drawing a subtle smile out of him. Maybe it's too early to ask something like that, when she hasn't had the chance to fully get used to anything yet, but part of him thinks that might be the best time, too.

"I do." Riku confirms easily. "Wouldn't have invited you if I didn't." He adds with a little smirk, both the truth and an attempt at levity, because-- Letting out a sigh, he can't really get away from the truth of it. "I know I'm probably not going to be the best traveling companion for you..." There are a lot of ways he could continue that sentence, but all of them feel like some variation of something that stings too brightly to speak out loud.

"Still. It's up to you." That's the most important thing for her to know. "There are plenty of calmer worlds out there... and Sora kept sending me pictures of flowers and his thumb from somewhere called Corona, I think." He smiles, or he tries to smile, but the way his voice roughens on Sora's name is unavoidable.

naminé can barely believe it.

to be invited to go and see what's out there. to travel to other worlds. to go on an adventure with a friend (did riku consider her a friend?). herself. naminé. soft spoken, quiet, feeble invisible naminé.

it was finally her turn. it was finally time to write her own story.

"i want to go." she states it with determination, a decisive gaze to match. it is true she feels somewhat nervous - who knows what lies ahead, who knows if she's entirely ready for it all? and yet this doesn't discourage her - it's a leap of faith she's willing to take.

just like sora would. and maybe, somehow, this would be the key to reawaken the magic within her. and perhaps that, in turn, would lead them closer to their missing friend!

spit? that wasn't a familiar name. she often heard other names, names she didn't recognize, uttered by the hooded figures that ruled the castle. the organization spoke of many beings - but never of one named spit.

naminé blinks. she is... unsure. she doesn't know this person. spit doesn't seem dangerous, not for the time being. but could she trust him? could she trust anyone?

' course not ! ' his voice is chipper as usual , and there's a big ol' grin pointed at @ofmemories . he'd decided he wanted to remember everything some time ago , but she hadn't really seemed ready to talk about it , so sora put it off for quite a while . best to give her some time to adjust to being her own person and all , he figured . now that things have settled down and he's finally home , however , he was starting to get impatient with waiting .

Journalist Sentences, Vol. 3 @ofmemories.

[ 👑 ] » Well.

"Nothing - nothing really." He replied, taking a seat on the sand. There were so many worlds for Nami to travel with him - a set selection - but more than she'd ever seen. It was almost cruel to imagine that one day they'd run dry. But... then they could make more stories - craft then.