SoKai Week Day 1 - "Let's take the raft and go--just the two of us!"
Summary: Kairi experiences the wonders of the world of Corona, and writes down her experience in a letter she might never let Sora read. Even if it’s only for her eyes, the sweetness never runs out.
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DEAR SORA,
I still can’t believe how beautiful the world of Corona is! You were right in suggesting for us to start our (well deserved, might I add) summer vacation here. Though, I still keep laughing about the fact that when we first arrived, it was raining. You immediately started whining about how the rain ruined our first day at Corona, but I stand by what I told you.
Who doesn’t love a little bit of rain? There’s nothing wrong with a cloudy day and a bit of drops. Besides, it made for a cozy day full of cuddling and sneaking kisses in our shared room, hehe. I still find it so adorable that you keep blushing whenever we kiss, I never thought I would be the forward one in this relationship.
That reminds me, I’m so glad I got to meet Rapunzel and Flynn! Rapunzel is such a warm and energetic person, I definitely understand why you get along so well with her. And I do have to admit, Flynn is such a charming man as well. Now, don’t be getting jealous if I ever let you read this. You know you’re the one I love after all.
Dancing with you at the town square was so much fun Sora, I never knew you could dance so well! Riku was the one who took dancing lessons when we were little back at Destiny Islands, but I’m glad I got to dance with you here, in this moment.
You owe me many more dances after this one, Mister I-Keep-Disappearing-On-My-Girlfriend. Thank the Light that the paopu fruits we shared have done their job in reuniting us.
My favorite part of the entire trip though, had to be the Lantern Festival. Oh Sora, I have never seen a sight so beautiful. All those wonderful lanterns, lit up and floating up the night sky. I know you panicked when you saw my tears when you handed me a lantern of my own, but I waved your worry away because there truly wasn’t anything to be worried about.
I was happy, Sora. I was so, so, so happy to be there with you, to share that moment with you. Our lanterns even had the pattern of the paopu fruit, you sneaky boy, did you really think I wouldn’t notice?
I mean it, with all my heart, when I say that I want to stay by your side.
And to think, this vacation all started because I remembered about that little joke I made about us two leaving on the raft. We were so young back then, and I was so scared, even if I never had the courage to admit it. The words just tumbled out of my mouth, I couldn’t control myself. What was it that I specifically said… Oh!
“Let’s take the raft and go–just the two of us!”
Riku was changing, everyone was changing, and I didn’t want us to change into something unrecognizable. I think a part of me is glad you didn’t take my offer seriously back then. I don’t think we would’ve lasted long since all we really thought of taking with us was one seagull egg, three mushrooms, two coconuts, three fish and one drinking water, of all things.
I really do wonder what we were thinking in having that just be our supplies.
But, I’m glad you took my offer now. I think we truly deserve this adventure, together, in the way we never have been able to be before.
I’m not sure if I’ll ever let you read this letter, I just like talking to you even if it’s through paper. I guess I just wanted to update journal-Sora on how everything is going. Letter-Sora? Paper-Sora? Oh, you get what I mean.
I’ll write back soon, with more news to come. I can’t wait for the next world you and I will go too!
With all my heart,
Kairi ❤︎
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A/N: Happy day 1 of SoKai Week everyone 🥳! I'm so excited to share what I have written for the prompts, and I'm glad to be able to celebrate another year to this very adorable pair 💜. I feel pretty happy with what I've written for Kairi, I think I managed to capture her voice well, but I'm still a little unsure if I did well enough.
I also wanted to incorporate Kairi's detail of writing letters to Sora, I think it's a habit that she'll keep on doing because like she said, she just likes talking to Sora even if it's on paper. I hope you've all enjoyed my little one-shot of their time in Corona! Once again, happy @sokaiweek of 2026 🎉!
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Achluophobia - flowerofdreamland - Five Nights at Freddy's [Archive of Our Own]
I always forget to promo my fics here on tumblr lol, but I just finished a new oneshot for the first time in ages so I figured I might as well share it here too!
Enjoy some Gregory-centric 3-star fam hurt/comfort ✨
notes; another fic? Wow. Look at me! Again, I hope you enjoy this, it’s shorter but it’s been sitting in my drafts for a bit so, enjoy!
warnings; lovejoy members?, stomach rumbling from hunger, hungry reader, food mentioned, piggy back rides, pet names (baby, darling, ect), if I missed any please tell me.
edited; slightly
wc; 1k
who; Wilbur soot x reader (cg!wilbur and little!reader)
Wil had taken you to the studio as an adventure of the day, seeing as you woke up in little space and wanted you to come with him. Wil told the guys before hand about you and they all were super excited to see and hang out with you. They all supported you and helped Wil out when he needed it. They quite liked taking care of you when Wil needed to go do some thing or stream. They all love you very much and will always support and appreciate you.
It was half way through the day now and the boys had been at it for hours, recording and writing like no tomorrow, while you sat on the couch and colored with mark when he wasn’t needed. Wil also gave you his phone and headphones to use while you watched some shows and movies, so you weren’t overstimulated by all the noises around you.
Ash and Joe came over sometimes and watched with you as Ash drew on his tablet and showed you every little design he did, knowing how much you loved it.
After a while you felt your stomach ache and then rumble. Then again. And again.
You didn’t want to bother Wil, but you were hungry and your little stomach couldn’t starve! So while he was in the booth recording, you went up to Mark and tugged on his shirt.
“m hungwy.” You said quietly, not wanting to disturb any of the recordings that were happening with you being too loud.
“you’re hungry? Ok bud, want me to tell Wil?” Mark asked as you shook your head.
“Don wan to bofer hims.” You whispered out as you looked down at your hands, gently picking at them.
Mark caught this and gently grabbed your hands in his and rubbed the backs of them. “Hey, I promise you, you are not bothering him. He would leave this all right now if you were bored or wanted to go home. He cares about you more than this. He always will. Now after he’s done, why don’t you go ask him for food and me and the boys will be behind you asking him too.” Mark proposed as you smiled at him and nodded. Mark got up and walked over to the rest of the guys that were sitting down and listening to whatever Wil was doing. You still had the headphones on so you couldn’t quite hear what was happening unless you were close.
After a bit you did exactly what Mark told you too and went up to Wil once he was out and tapped his hand.
“What’s up love?” Wil asked as he crouched down and made eye contact with you as your eyes widened and you suddenly got anxious. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Joe, mark and ash come up behind you and give you thumbs up and smiles.
“m hungwy, tan we gets food?” You asked confidently as you looked up at him with hopeful eyes.
Wil smiled up at you then behind you to the boys, “did you guys plan to gang up on me if i said no?” Wil asked curiously to you all. Ash and Mark shook their heads as Joe nodded, quickly being slapped in the arm by Mark as he did. Laughing, Wil turned back to you and stood up. “Yeah let’s go, I’m starving!”
“Yay!” You exclaimed as Wil took your hand in his as he grabbed his wallet and phone, placing them both in one pocket.
“Wanna hop on my back baby?” Wil asked as you all stepped out the studio doors, breathing in the slightly fresh air. You nodded excitedly as Wil crouched again, Ash helping you on carefully. Standing up, you quickly wrapped your arms around Wil and hide your face in his neck.
“Dada too taww-“ you spoke into his neck as he laughed at your words.
“I’m too tall? I can put you down if you wa-“
“No! Wan dada to cawwy me!” You hugged him tighter as he started to lower you, quickly hiking you up again as you spoke.
“Gladly darling.” Wil whispered for only you to hear, rubbing your legs as he held them close to him.
You all agreed to McDonald’s since it was fast and easy. Plus you wanted chicken nuggets. So once you all ordered and payed and waited, Joe and mark made small talk with you. Asking all kinds of questions that they already know the answer too but love seeing you excited just from being asked. Wil and ash gathered everyone’s food and brought it over as Wil sat down in the booth next to you and gave you your happy meal and your drink of choice .
“Happy?” Wil whispered to you as he got all your food out for you and handed you the toy that was in the box.
“Mhms, fank wou.” You whispered back to him as he smiled down at you , kissing your forehead and getting his stuff from the tray.
“Of course my love, any time. I love you.”
“I wuv wou toos!” You said to him as you nuzzles into his arm as you ate.
“What about me, Wil? You love me?” Mark asked jokingly as Wil rolled his eyes at the man.
“No Mark, I actually hate you-“
“Ok woah! That’s hurtful.” Mark grasped his heart as he coward in on himself.
“Dada onwy wuvs me.” You said to Mark as the rest of them all laughed, including Mark.
“That’s right baby, only you.” Wil said as he kissed your head again.
This is what you’ve always wanted. A safe place. A family. And know you have that.
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Someone brushes against my leg, I turn my head slightly to catch a flash of pale hair and an green jacket. In the near-darkness of the closet, it's hard to follow their movements as they crawl slowly and soundlessly forward. They stop a few inches from where they were hiding before, now positioned closer to the closet door. I don't understand why, until the light from the outside room illuminates their face briefly, expression focused and intent. Listening.
this is more than seven lines sorry but i wanted to include some more for context :]
Summary: A sudden development spells trouble for Robin and Steve - especially for Steve
Notes: Whumptober Day 1: A LITTLE OUT OF THE ORDINARY - Adverse Effects
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Robin sighed contently and adjusted her legs, her Converse high up on Steve's dashboard as she reclined in her passenger seat, the back tilted back severely. She knew he hated when she did that, always going on about road safety and “I haven't survived the Demogorgon, demo-dogs and the Russian military to get taken out in a stupid accident because you can't sit like a normal human being, Rob!”
Unfortunately, it still held true that annoying Steve Harrington was one of Robin's favourite hobbies. Plus, a more recent development was that she trusted him. And he was a good driver, no matter the antics his passengers were up to. Not an insignificant skill when you're regularly overloading your car with a gaggle of very excitable teens.
Speaking of which, Robin poked her companion's arm without even looking. “Hey Dingus, you remember we need to pick the kids up?”
“Hmm?” was Steve's monosyllabic answer.
“The kids,” Robin repeated, “you know, the ones you swear you're done babysitting every second day? Never mind that we all know who's babysitting who.”
Steve didn't answer, and Robin frowned. “Hey, you OD'd over there?” she asked.
“Yeah,” he replied a moment later, “I mean, no, sorry, Robin.”
She sat up a bit, looking at him critically. “Dude, are you getting sick? You've been spacing out at work all day, too.”
Steve waved a dismissive hand. “Just feeling a bit tired, is all,” he insisted.
Robin wrinkled her nose. She hadn't expected a truthful answer – this was the guy who had insisted he was fine when the paramedics had wanted to take him to the hospital after Starcourt, despite having been beaten up, tortured and drugged by Russian soldiers. Still, she had been hoping that he would be more forthcoming at least towards her, after all they had been through together. “You up to this evening, then?”
“Of course!” Steve protested indignantly, sitting up straighter as if that helped his case. “Besides, the kids really need this, they've been so bummed since the Byers left ...”
She rolled her eyes fondly. “I'm sure we would figure something out,” she said. “You don't have to do it if you're not feeling okay.”
“I am!” he insisted. “Look, it's not a big deal, I just got some new meds, and the doc said they could make me a bit tired. Nothing more, okay?”
Robin's heart melted, and she reached out to pat his arm. “Understood, I'll stop pestering you.” It had only been after Starcourt that he had told her about the concussions he had suffered in those years fighting against the monsters she had only learned about then, though he also admitted the first one was courtesy of Jonathan Byers, and well-deserved in his own opinion. He had been very reluctant but finally admitted that ever since, he had been prone to migraines, and she finally understood why he kept wincing at the bright lights of Family Video on some days.
Steve snorted. “As if you are physically capable of that!”
She laughed and swatted his arm. “Well, about that, at least!”
They fell back into a comfortable silence, and Robin turned her head towards the car window and let him concentrate on driving for a while.
Suddenly, Steve gasped out loud, and the next moment, the car spun out of control as he jerked on the steering wheel and slammed on the brakes.
Robin grabbed onto the handle above the window and held on for dear life while the world spun around her. “Steve!” she called out fearfully. Squeezing her eyes shut, she braced herself, waiting for a crash.
It didn't come. The car rocked and teetered as if in empty air for a moment, and then it fell back on all four wheels and came to a stop, settling onto the ground with a loud groan. Silence settled over it.
Carefully, Robin opened one eye and peeked at her surroundings. The car had gone off the road and into an abandoned field, where it had finally fetched up against a huge bale of hay. Robin took a deep breath and immediately regretted it when hay dust floating in the air from the collision made it into her nose, itching until she exploded into a sneeze.
“Ugh,” she complained as she wiped her nose on her sweater, “why did it have to be hay?” Though in all fairness, they were probably lucky that their trajectory had brought them to a comparatively soft obstacle to halt it.
“Steve?” she asked, turning towards her friend. “You okay?”
Steve was sitting stock-still, both hands still on the steering wheel, staring straight ahead. He didn't reply, and anxiety exploded in Robin's gut. “Steve?” she asked again, reaching out her hand to put on his arm, carefully, as if he was a wild animal she didn't want to spook.
He turned towards her voice and the touch but his face was strangely rigid, and his eyes looked right through her. “Robin,” he said, his voice breathless. “Robin!” He let go of the steering wheel, and instead she suddenly had his hands in her face, patting over her cheeks and forehead, and one finger landed in her eye, ouch!
“Steve!” she called out, grabbing his hands and trying to keep a hold of them. “What's the matter?”
“I-I can't, I can't, I … I - Robin!”
“Steve, please!” Robin took a breath, trying to calm her own rabbit heart. “Calm down, okay? You're okay, I'm okay. Nothing much happened.” She hoped she wasn't lying but she felt okay, the car appeared mostly okay, as did Steve beyond his agitation.
Steve shook his head wildly, his hands still twitching and shuddering in her hold. “No!” His voice rose, almost to a wail.
“I can't see!”
Thank God for the kid's walkies and that Steve always kept his in his car, Robin thought. Thanks to that, it had actually not taken very long to rouse someone to her calls of “Code Red! Code fucking Red!”, and luckily, it had been Lucas – Robin would never say so aloud but from all the boys, he was probably her favourite, and he had a good, sensible head in a crisis. After exchanging some information about where they had gone off the road, he had promised to send an ambulance, and Robin could already hear the sirens drawing nearer.
She squeezed Steve's hand. “Help's coming,” she said encouragingly.
Steve, reclining in his seat with his eyes closed, nodded. “My hearing is okay,” he told her but his sarcasm lacked its usual bite.
Robin shrugged, then remembered the current problem and felt a bit like an asshole. “Good thing, too,” she said aloud. “Our friendship is, like, seventy-five percent just you listening to me rambling. Can't have it crumbling because its foundation is suddenly gone, eh?”
Not her best work but what can you do.
Steve didn't reply this time, only squeezed her hand more tightly.
Robin sighed and leaned closer, pressing her shoulder against his and ignoring the way the centre console was digging into her hip. “It will be okay,” she swore. Though she didn't know if it was a good idea to make any promises, given that she had no idea what had happened to her friend's eyesight …
Another few minutes filled with silence and tension later, an ambulance came to a halt next to them, and things went from quiet to a somehow still controlled frenzy as the paramedics descended on them with helping hands and lots and lots of questions. Through it all, Robin held Steve's hand and refused to let go whenever one of the men tried to separate them. After a few tries, they finally gave up and let them both climb into the ambulance together. Steve went willingly where she directed him, far too pliable and quiet for Robin's taste. She couldn't wait to get to the hospital where, hopefully, someone would finally have some answers for them.
The someone who finally sat down opposite of them where they sat on a bed in the emergency room was a young, fresh-faced doctor. Robin was a bit wary of how young he looked but the expression on his face was warm and caring.
“I'm Doctor Haver,” he introduced himself. “You're Steven Harrington, right?” He looked down at his notes, then back up to Steve, only giving Robin a side-glance.
“Just Steve, please,” Steve replied.
“Steve. Okay then.” The doctor smiled. “Now, Miss Buckley here has been very adamant about staying with you but given the nature of medical information, I have to ask you again if you're alright with her listening to our discussion?”
Robin bristled slightly but there was no need to insist again since Steve sat up straighter and said clearly: “Of course I am. She can hear whatever you have to say to me.” More quietly, he added: “Please, I need her here.”
Robin's heart did that strange thing where it wasn't sure if it wanted to melt at his trust in her or break at the fear in his voice. She gave his hand another squeeze – it was a wonder they hadn't squashed both their hands to a pulp with the amount of clinging and squeezing they had been doing since the accident – and looked back to the doctor, willing him to finally talk.
“Alright,” the doctor said, raising his hands and this time directing his smile towards Robin. “Then let's get down to it.” He took a deep breath. “Now, all told, you've been pretty lucky with the accident. You're both bruised at the usual areas of contact with the seatbelt and where you were thrown against the car's frame, a few minor cuts but no broken bones or more severe wounds. So far, so good. However, there is the issue of the sudden loss of vision you reported ...”
Steve stiffened next to her, his breath speeding up audibly. Robin started to rub circles on the back of his hand with her thumb and whispered: “Slow and calm, Steve. Slow and calm.”
Dr Haver directed a worried glance her way and quickly continued: “We will need to do further testing, like a CT, but I actually have a theory what might be happening. I noticed on your form that you have had multiple concussions and have reported suffering from migraines?”
Steve nodded. “Yeah, that's right,” he confirmed. “But – can that happen because of a migraine?”
“Not directly,” the doctor said, “but you wrote – or rather, Miss Buckley wrote, I assume – that you had started a new medication for it recently but you didn't remember the name.”
They both nodded, and Robin tried to press the answers from him with her stare. Did he really have to recap what they both knew anyway, given that she had filled in the form and Steve had told her what to write?
“Does the name Topamax ring a bell?” Dr Haver asked.
Steve gasped. “Yes! That's the one!”
The doctor smiled. “Well then, we're coming closer to the solution. I believe that your sudden vision loss is a side-effect of this medication. It's been reported before that it can cause sudden increases in intraocular pressure, leading to trauma to the optic nerve.”
“What does that mean?” Steve burst out. “That I'm … I'm blind?!”
Dr Haver hastily raised a placatory hand but then seemed to realise how useless this was, given that Steve had kept his eyes firmly closed the whole time except for the short examination he had gone through. He dropped his hand and instead said aloud: “Steve, please stay calm. From what I've read, the effect is not permanent.”
Robin exhaled. “You couldn't have lead with that?” she asked harshly.
He gave her a contrite look. “I'm sorry. I didn't want to alarm you, Steve. As I said, it's not permanent, or at the very least, there is a good chance that it can be reversed with the right treatment.”
Steve sagged against Robin's side. “Good,” he said hoarsely, “that's good.”
The doctor smiled awkwardly and got to his feet. “I will arrange for a CT – if nothing else, we should double-check to make sure there is nothing else going on – and then we will discuss treatment options. Until then, I'll let you rest. Please let me know if I can do something for you,” he said, then turned tail and more or less fled the room.
Robin stared after him, then shook her head and huffed. “He's gonna need to work on that,” she declared to the room at large.
Turning to Steve, her face softened. He still looked awful, pale and drawn, but she could see the tension slowly leaking from his shoulders. She reached out with her free hand, cupping his cheek. “It will be okay, dingus,” she said softly. “Everything will be okay.”
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It’s not even finished I don’t think and it’s not really that long but I really wanted to share it because I’m kinda proud of it. So here |||
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It was the unbearable bitterness of last night’s alcohol that stirred Julia awake. Limbs spread across her bed in a crooked fashion, she figures that she had dropped cold in the early hours of the morning. Julia pulls herself up and almost immediately the throbbing of a hangover overcomes her entire body.
“Shit,” she whimpers, pressing the heel of her palms to her temples.
How much did she have to drink last night?
Despite the throbbing that shook her very bones, Julia manages off the bed with little stumbling. Her vision reels for a few seconds. With caution, she steps forward and makes her way to the bathroom. She tastes the murky remnants of whiskey and a thick yet indescribable flavor on her tongue.
Where was Akira?
Julia trudges to the bathroom sink and fumbles with the faucet handle. A squeak of metal and water pours. She cups her hands together to gather the cool water. Her eyes can’t focus just yet. She splashes the water onto her face and scrubs vigorously.
What happened last night?
Julia opens her eyes. She looks at her reflection.
What did she do last night?
Red smeared across her features and caked her hair. Her hands were dripping with remnants of a thick liquid. Sickeningly sweet copper fills her nose.
What happened last night?
She screams and falters, her legs hitting the tub, and she falls backward. Her head slams against the tile and white spots flash in her vision, her once throbbing headache now stinging and sharp. She hears a crinkling noise as her body bends against the tub. Julia sees her stained clothes, the same red clung to the fabric. Her hosiery is ruined and sticky. Her breathing shallows.
Why was she covered in blood?
Julia starts to press against her torso, arms, and legs. She must have hurt herself, right? This is her blood, right?
Whose blood was this?
“This is a dream,” Julia tells herself, legs shaking as she tries to push herself out of the tub. “It’s just, a bad dream, just a bad, a bad dream.”
The pounding of her wounded head speaks otherwise. It gets hard to breathe. Every surface if her body feels tainted, disgusting, sticky.
Oh God, what did her bedsheets look like? How did she get home? Is someone injured in her house?
Julia tears at her clothes, gagging as the blood in her clothes peels off her skin. It’s a sickening sound. She places her garments under the still running sink, water pooling into the fabric. She turns back to the tub and turns the shower on. The water is too cold, but she bites down her cry as she thrusts herself under the shower head. Her hands claw at her skin in a desperate attempt to wipe away the blood. Julia ignores the splattering of overflow from the sink, her panicked sobs filling the bathroom.
Oh God, Oh God, Oh Fuck. I’m dreaming. This blood isn’t real, I’m just having a bad dream oh god the smell what happened last night why can’t I remember I must be dreaming why is there blood on me why is there blood on me I’m dreaming I’mdreamingI’mdreamingI’m—
When the doorbell rings, Julia jumps.
Her sheets were in the washing machine, her bathroom was thoroughly scrubbed and her clothes had long since been placed in a bag and burned in the backyard. Julia herself was curled tight in the corner of her couch, arms hugging her knees. She hasn’t stopped shaking, her damp hair soaking the shoulders of her long shirt.
Julia was not dreaming, but she would be damned if she didn’t try to believe otherwise. Several cups of tea, four shots of vodka and an hour of constant panic attacks left her tipsy, shaky and hypersensitive. She desperately wanted to be alone just as much as she wanted Akira by her side immediately (She tried calling him to find his phone had died). Every nerve in her body clenched with anxiety and uncertainty. Every part of her being wanted this to be a dream.
So when the doorbell rings, and Julia jumps nearly out of her skin, an unnatural feeling overcomes her, and she finds her body moving on its own to the door. Of course, she stumbles with her alcohol-addled mindset and shaky limbs, but Julia manages. Her small hand grasps the doorknob and twists, daylight contracting her pupils, and she’s met with her ever-interesting neighbor.
“Entschuldigung, but ah,” Strade made an expression that looked like worry, but Julia couldn’t really be sure in her state. “I came to check up on you. You seemed a little off yesterday.”
He knows what happened last night, right? She can ask him what happened. He was there, right?
Julia doesn’t speak though, trying to instead focus on the features of his face; three-day stubble sticks out like needles against angular, yet gentle features, a jarring scar juts out from under his chin, almost daring to cut across his lips.
Oh, his lips are nice.
“Buddy.” His voice cuts her thoughts, but she’s still looking at his mouth as it moves almost slower than he talks.
“I’m dreaming,” Julia whispers so soft it piques her neighbor’s interest, and he leans down to meet her at eye level.
When chestnut meets amber, it’s a terrifying spark. Julia can barely hear his voice over her fluttering heartbeat. Her body is burning. His body is frigid.
He’s so close he’s so close I must be dreaming he’s too close
“It’s very rude,” his teeth flash in the morning light, “to just stare at someone while they try to talk with you, Liebling.”
A break of resolve, and Julia can’t control her body again as she moves suddenly. She parts her lips before they press against his.
“I’m dreaming.”
His lips are dry and yet soft, like a bittersweet ending in a horror romance. A greasy lock of hair tickles down her nose. She can smell him: sweat, a musk of alcohol, and something sinister (Something like she smelled earlier). It’s so sudden she keeps her eyes open. She sees the surprise in his gaze. She sees perhaps a sort of contentment.
She sees his want to hurt her more than anything, the bloodlust is raw and fierce and terrifying.
Julia pulls back, startled, and before either party could collect themselves she slams the door shut.
SoKai Week Day 3 - Sandcastles, seashells, and sunlit seashores
Summary: Kairi reminisces about why she’s chosen Destiny Islands as her home, and of the people who made it true.
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DEAR SORA,
You know, I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of our wonderful island. I remember back then, how restless Riku had been to leave Destiny Islands behind, to explore the worlds that exist out there. While you weren’t as restless as him, I could always see that you too wanted to explore those worlds.
I have to confess, I have always been scared to leave Destiny Islands. When I first arrived at the island, I was so scared Sora. I knew of no one, of nothing, all I had going for me was the image of a scared little girl who could only remember her name and nothing more.
But, you were the first person I saw.
You were the first person to extend your hand to me, to introduce yourself so kindly, and when I took your hand in mine I knew that I wanted to be your friend.
Then I met Riku, and Selphie, and Tidus, and Wakka, and so many more people that became the reason as to why Destiny Islands became my home. I know now that Radiant Garden is supposed to be my home, but it just can’t compare to Destiny Islands.
How could it? Not when I have so many memories of building sandcastles with you and Riku, playing pirates and arguing that I could be just as good of a first mate as either of you two, or even better, the captain of our little crew.
I have so many fond memories of collecting seashells by the shore with Selphie, of painstakingly learning how to craft things with those very same seashells. I loved the story of the thalassa shells, of sailors using them as lucky charms to have a safe voyage.
When I made that lucky charm, I knew that it would be for you, because you were going away on a voyage and I wanted that lucky charm to give you a safe journey.
As I lay here, soaking in the sunlight by the seashore, I’m reminded as to why I never truly wanted to leave Destiny Islands. I couldn’t imagine leaving this behind, leaving all these people behind.
But most of all, I couldn’t imagine being left behind by you. I’ve come to realize, though, that I don’t need to fear that anymore. Not when I know you’ll stay, and if there’s something that everyone knows about you, it’s that you keep your promises.
I’m planning to make another wayfinder. I know you have my lucky charm that I’ve given you, but seeing the wayfinder’s that Aqua made for Terra and Ven inspired me a lot. This time around, I’m making one for me too.
We’ll exchange wayfinder’s, just like we exchanged paopu fruits, and that way we’ll always carry a part of each other no matter where we go.
Hehe, I can see you waving at me to get in the water! Okay okay, I’m heading over to you now. I deserve to splash you with water and have fun in our home before it’s time to continue our trip.
With all my fondness,
Kairi ❤︎
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A/N: Teehee, happy day 3 of @sokaiweek 🎉! Lowkey, I realized that the trip for Destiny Islands could've worked even better for day 4, but that's okay, I still like what I wrote for it for day 3. Also, as much as Kairi wants to learn about Radiant Garden, I really do think that Destiny Islands has become her home, and all the people that she met there helped shape that decision.
SoKai Week Day 2 - Summer sweets, treats, and fashion
Summary: From meeting the Big Hero 6 squad, to shopping for clothes, and even drinking bubble tea together, Kairi has fun writing down about her time at San Fransokyo with Sora by her side.
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DEAR SORA,
I can’t even begin to describe how wonderful it was to see San Fransokyo in person. You really didn’t do it justice! The buildings seem to just go on and on skyward, and everything is so advanced! Their phones even look and work better than our gummiphones (don’t tell Chip and Dale I said that).
I’m happy I met your friends from this world, Hiro’s quickly becoming someone I can see as a little brother. Go Go is so cool, she even promised that she would take me for a ride in her bike and I’m holding her to it. Honey Lemon is the sweetest of them all, I’m glad I went shopping with her as a girls day, the stores in San Fransokyo sell amazing clothes and I wouldn’t mind bringing Naminé, Xion and Olette here.
Hehe, don’t think I didn’t catch you staring at me when I showed off my newly bought outfit. Honey Lemon told me that the blue sundress I found looked cute on me, and Honey Lemon looks like the type of person to know about fashion so I had no issue with buying it. I don’t regret it one bit, when I saw your reaction to it.
I even made sure to give a twirl, just to tease you a little bit. I know now that I’ll never stop finding new ways of making you blush because of me.
Wasabi is more of an older brother, who likes things to be in order from what I see, and Fred has made me laugh so much with his spontaneity this entire trip. Baymax is adorable, I had no regrets cuddling up to that warm marshmallow. And they’re superheroes! Actual, real life superheroes. That is just so cool, being friends with literal superheroes.
Our date at the boba shop was everything I wanted. My strawberry matcha bubble tea was so good, I will keep on badgering you about going on dates at San Fransokyo after I’ve experienced this. Your brown sugar boba was really good too, I’m glad you let me taste it (and secretly giggled at the indirect kiss we shared), but I’m still a little embarrassed at the amount of stares I attracted when you accidentally choked on a boba pearl.
I was in the middle of drinking my tea and you made me choke as well! From laughter of all things! By the time I put myself back together, almost everyone at the shop was staring at us. Truly, I wonder what they all thought about this couple choking on their tea.
I think my favorite moment ended up being when we all sat together on top of the bridge. I have to confess, it did bring me bittersweet feelings. It reminded me of the time you and I shared sea salt ice cream at the clock tower of Twilight Town, before you disappeared.
Knowing that I truly only had brief moments with you, that you were going to disappear and be all alone afterwards, for the longest time I blamed myself for being so weak Sora. I felt so helpless at the fact that I couldn’t protect you the way I promised to do so when we shared paopu fruits.
But you’re here now. You’re with me, in this moment, and there will be no more disappearing from my side. From now on, we’ll be together forever. The next time we share sea salt ice cream together, it will be a happier moment, and hopefully that bitterness will slowly quiet down.
Thank you, Sora. From Corona to San Fransokyo, I can’t wait to see what other worlds you’ve got for me to see.
With all my love,
Kairi ❤︎
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A/N: Happy day 2 of @sokaiweek everyone! As you can see, we've got another letter from Kairi to Sora about their ongoing summer vacation around the worlds. For this years SoKai week, I wanted to take advantage of Kairi's habit of writing letters. Again, I just think it's a very cute detail of hers, and I'm always happy to practice writing for Kairi.
I hope you all enjoyed this one, and once again, happy SoKai Week 🎉💜!
