" SORA H "

⌜☬⌟ ➡ "I don't remember calling You here. Where is that brat you follow around?"

      ❝ could ya tell the King i’m really sorry ? ❞

S OOOO RA AAAA H !!!

’ ahyuk– lookin’ for abu aladdin ?? ‘

“At this point, when am I not?” He laughed, waving his hand a bit as if to dismiss a tiny problem. “You know how he is; there one second and a second after you blink, he’s gone.

' ahyuk-- yer definitely prince of funny faces, sora !! '

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sora’s banned from being princed bc shiro says so

he’s babey! give him a flower / accepting.

          it’s been a long couple days, to say the least. traversing the worlds and following his heart is no easy task – it’s only thanks to his friends that he can call it a piece’a cake! 

          but there’s no denying the faint, lazy ache of his shoulders from swinging around his keyblade. and there’s definitely no hiding the fact that they’ve covered less ground, now that it’s later in the day. donald’s a little further up the meadow, picking mushrooms for little chef, and sora’s been tapping at an ether chest for what feels like forever now. 

         it isn’t until he feels something thin slide down the shell of his ear that sora whirls around. peeking up to see the petals of a bright, large flower protruding, sora registers goofy’s the one who helped put it into place–and his nerves light up with new energy. it’s always like this… he should know that by now! there’s nothing the two other half-pints can’t do to make him smile, and feel like he’s capable of anything.

          even when anything means hiking for hours. they’re together, aren’t they?! there’s no reason to get swept up in the listless circles on this map. 

          goofy’s so thoughtful, sora thinks. in a way that he doesn’t get nearly enough credit for. and he cards a hand through his hair so it sits a little more comfortably against his ear, beaming. “aw, goofy! this is amazing!” 

         he turns back to the bush above the chest he’d been prodding, happy to find a couple flowers blooming above the potato plants.

         “i dub thee… captain of the royal knights, and all potato flowers!”