#faircorazon

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“Hola, princesa. You’ve been gone a while, eh?”

Tattered clothes remained torn, ripped at the edges by mincing claws that had been fought off. Héctor was not the symbol of strength in muscle, for many reasons, though the obvious was the lack of muscles entirely. Yellowing bones were brittle, as if a single touch could turn them to dust, and a shining beacon of hope once found in amber eyes was now a dim glow. Despite his once lively spirit, Héctor seemed to be wearing down. Shaky limbs wobbled as he pushed himself up, brushing his near-rags down.

That night after a mission that had taken most of his day, he'd noticed the moon had risen. No one seemed to be around, likely on missions themselves or training. The moon always did have a tendency to calm him when nothing else would. So with that thought in mind Isa made his way out to sit under a tree and watch the moon. He still had yet to part with his Organization cloak, and the only evidence left that Xehanort had ever existed in his heart were the silver strands that were still in his hair. Even his eyes had changed. They were now a green similar to Lea’s.

It didn't take long for Isa to get lost in thought as he stared up at the sky. He wasn't certain how much time had gone by, but it was getting colder.

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“Y as you can see, I’ve got a nice basket of mariposas de papel. Folded by me, myself, y I. These hand crafted little thingies are fancy for your, ah... your...”

What did kids decorate these days? Héctor gave a nervous chuckle, letting the statement drift off to nothing. There was no point in trying to sell hand-crafted butterflies to any child. The mercado cart he’d stolen the basket from was most likely not going to sell many either. In reality, he’d been doing them a favor when he took the basket. Now, however, he felt the familiar weight of guilt ( though it was faint) and fatigue. With the wave of his hands, he shoo’d away the little niños near gathered around him.

“Ay, I guess we call it a day, eh?” Scooping up his straw hat, he picked out a few coins huddled within the straw. With a defeated sigh, his shoulders hunched forward. “Not too much.” Enough to get maybe a pastry or two. Amber eyes panned upwards when he noticed a shadow- was someone still there?

❛      you   do   realize   your   stance   is   off,      right   ?      ❜         STUBBORNNESS   AND   DISCOMFORT   kept   vanitas   from   participating   in   much   of   anything,       but   whether   it   was   carefully   planned   or   just   a   happy   accident⸻      he   found   it   hard   to   keep   to   himself   when   fighting   was   involved.         ❛      that’s   why   you’re   having   trouble.      don’t   listen   to   that   firecracker   over   there,      you   don’t   have   enough   brute   power   yet   to   pull   off   a   half---assed   stance   like   his   and   mine.      ❜

pffff sneakily puts his hair back in the door

strangefellows replied to your post: reload / don’t reblog. Xigbar has totally gotten...

(( well it’s canonically butt-length so honestly it’s not too difficult for him to get caught in a door xD ))

exiistisms replied to your post: reload / don’t reblog. Xigbar has totally gotten...

amaze lol

ϟ  ┇ Since Sora’s disappearance she had the UPMOST pleasure with toying with his friends. After giving Riku a WARM welcome which included SPITEFUL exchanges and only roughening the wielder a LITTLE BIT - surely, her superior still wanted the idiot to be alive as both him and Kairi were LINKED to the STRENGTH of his heart. Before XII could contemplate her next moves, the sounds of HUSHED steps seize her thoughts.

ϟ  ┇ “What do we have here? I didn’t expect everyone’s favorite PRINCESS to visit me so soon or shall I say, their damsel in distress.” 

It was such a lovely day out, the sun was shining bright without a cloud in the sky but the gentle breeze kept the air nice and cool. So it was no surprise that Wysteria wasn’t the only one who decided to spend the day outside. The purple pony was humming a light tune to herself as she was carefully packing the soil around a freshly planted flower. Once she was sure that the flower would be stable she reached over to grab the watering can and gently watered the soil so the roots could get enough for the day. Putting down the water can she glances over to the basket that held the other flowers that still needed to be planted. There weren’t too many but she’d been out for a while already now and some ice cream sounded good about now. Perhaps a break was in order. That in mind she stood, dusting herself off a bit as she did. 

For a moment her gaze turned upwards and that’s when she noticed...something falling from the sky. Curious she followed the trail and noticed that it was getting closer...and closer...her eyes widened as she realized where it was about to land. “Oh! Oh no...not my-!” Too late, whatever it was crashed down right in the middle of her flower garden. “Oh no!” Quickly galloping over she glanced around and noticed that despite the crash, her garden didn’t seem all that out of place...except for whatever it was that had fallen from the sky. Cautiously she walked over to see...well she wasn’t sure really. All that she could tell was that it clearly was a living thing at least. “Um....hello there...are you ok?” Wysteria asked as she slowly approached the strange creature. From what she could tell it was still breathing so that was a good thing at least.