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#❛ inbox: sora.
madeimpact · 1 month
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Happy birthday, Sora! From Mari, you get a keychain for the keyblade. It has been a few days since you finished your adventures with her. The magical charm comes in the shape of her kinship stone, light piercing coolly from its ore. When you attach it to the keyblade it assumes . . . the form mightly flames in the shape of a wyvern, with sapphire wings outstretched as its head!
It's still the 28th here it counts || @rathalascendant
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❝ Wooow, ❞ Sora marvels, turning the keychain in his hands with wide eyes. The glow of the kinship stone reflects bright in his baby blues, and he grins, fixing it to the end of the blade...
...Only for it to assume its new form, just as mighty as the dragon for whom the kinship stone shined! The giddy anticipation of before blossoms into full-on awe at Razewing's Bond and its blazing, majestic glory.
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❝ Whoa! Mari, this is amazing! ❞ With enough space around him, Sora gives the Keyblade a few test swishes and slashes, getting a feel for its new shape. He looks to both Mari and Red with a radiant smile. ❝ Thank you! ❞
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IT HAPPENED!!!! SORA BEAT LAURA HOLY SHIT!!!! listen I adore Laura but SORA WON BABY HELL YEAH!!!!
Sora beat two mermaids this round. good for her!
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xiiiwayfinders · 6 months
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Happy spooky day everyone! 🎃
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sweetsnap · 1 month
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💕🐾Boop Loop🐾💕
you're on
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a11sunday · 1 month
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No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough. ( sora & zeff )
“ tch… ” the head chef averts his gaze , though the knowing smile on sora’s lips he catches a glimpse of tells him that he’s fooling no one. even the entire crew knows he has a soft spot for the little eggplant , suggested enough by the nickname. though no one mentions it or makes fuss over it , since in their own ways, they too have come to cherish the young boy.
fingertips pinch the braided ends of his mustache, elbows leaning against the railing that encircles the restaurant’s deck— zeff looks to her once more , sighing.
“ you have a good kid, sora-san. even if he does get on my damn nerves. ” as gruff as his voice is, the tinge of fondness surely isn’t lost in translation.
@weatherwltch , meme.
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onboardsorasora · 4 months
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hyaciiintho · 6 months
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Are abandoned places meant to feel cold? He can feel the way Riku tenses up the minute they've walked through the door. Well, him only, actually — Sora did little else but hover against his shoulder.
"Think we'll see any of your old drawings?" It was only a way to lighten the mood, and frankly a ghost like Sora couldn't exactly read the room as well as anyone else.
The flashlight flicked left to right, down to the floor then back up.
But it was the sound of baby crying that shot the beam toward a shut door on the furthest end of the room. Sora could nearly sense Riku's blood drain from his face. He leaned, glaring at the door.
No evil presence. Yet.
"I fucking hate children," Sora muttered, body slipping halfway through his shoulder as a means to hide. Forget about it, even though they needed to get through this place.
For Riku's sake.
"After you. . . Ghost Boy."
The old home for children was smaller than he remembered, though perhaps, that was all due to the fact that he hadn't been there since he was practically a toddler, having been adopted when he had just barely turned SIX. The tori gate of which the home was built around loomed overhead in the grand entrance, staircase leading up towards the medical wing foreboding and eerie. Despite the way moonlight filtered through the skylight, the glow only served to further unsettle him for some reason.
There was something... terrible about the MOONLIGHT. He couldn't quite put his finger on it as to why though. His flashlight roamed across tattered curtains and rotten rugs, reflecting off broken glass and shattered mirrors.
"Maybe..." He trailed off, not entirely paying attention to his brother at the moment, far too busy worrying over the things he could SENSE, but could not see. There was that familiar pinprick feeling on his skin that told him something else lingered alongside them.
They were... everywhere. Spirits-- the children. He just couldn't SEE them.
CUE the infant weeping upstairs, sending chills tumbling down Riku's spine.
"How gentlemanly of you." The silveret muttered humorlessly, but pressed onwards regardless, slipping through the gate with a held breath, exhaling only once he reached the first step of the stairs. He felt eyes on him, but try as he may to look around, he found no face to which they belonged. There was only Sora, hovering close by, ever a comforting presence at his side and a constant reminder that he wasn't ALONE.
That feeling of company, however, wasn't exactly comforting when you knew the one spirit that should be present, wasn't the only one watching over you.
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"Do you feel that...?" Riku murmured quietly, unconsciously stepping closer to the brunet as a younger brother would seek his older brother's protection. Funny how this place made him feel more like a CHILD than he had ever felt in his life. "It feels like--"
'Ghost boy...?' Riku's breath was caught within his throat, the small, childish whisper coming from his left. Snapping his attention over in that direction, there was only a brief glimpse of a rounded face gazing up at him before they vanished altogether. Though having lasted by a fraction of a second, it was hard to remove the mental image of LARGE, unblinking eyes staring at him widely.
His heart hammered in his chest.
"Let's... let's get up the stairs." His hands trembled lightly on the flashlight, grip tightening in an effort to ground himself further. "Before... before something bad happens."
The memory of being shoved down these very stairs as a child haunted his memory, suddenly, spurring him UP and into the upstairs hallway.
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mayoiayasep · 1 year
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i’m actually crying over this what the fuck did they do to soras cute little nicknames
the way i physically cringed.
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the-trinket-witch · 1 year
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YAY! Congrats on the 200 again!!! Now on to the next milestone ♥
May I request our baby boy Sora from Kingdom Hearts, but in his Halloween Town outfit? :) Please and thank you !
I wanna say this is probably the first time since...well, the last time I drew him was about when I first played KH2 on PS2 O_O
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madeimpact · 3 months
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I think Sora should be given a gun, for funsies
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❝ Funny you should say that! ❞
Wh. Who taught him how to do that.
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starpros-sunshine · 2 years
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Hi hello did you ever read the story where Sora is wataru’s assistant in a magic show. I just think it’s very cute and fun and you should definitely read it if you haven’t!!!!
I'm so sorry I kept telling myself to answer this but then I always forgot But yes !!! I have read it!!! It's so cute and fun so true!!! Shu's reaction to Sora getting ''cut in half" lives in my mind rent free
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soramystic · 2 years
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Olympos.
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[falls over] I did it. This took me ages. Mostly bc at one point it literally burned me out so much I couldn’t bring myself to finish the last layer of five characters. 
I don’t remember when I started this drawing but I know it’s been a while bc my artstyle drifted noticably in the meantime. Managed to mimic it for the last three characters which is good bc if I had to rework this to bring it up to speed, I would’ve given up fully 8′D
You’ll forgive me if I don’t have the energy for an image ID, sorry-
Find the OG, unfinished WIP under the read more:
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sweetsnap · 6 months
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Trick or Treat ! (:<
Treat!
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vishapsking · 2 years
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Send ☭ x for a vs. battle quote to your muse. @curiouskinetic​ / accepting !
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Battle Intro: The cub, huh? Don’t expect this to be like your play fights with the younglings. 
Victory: Your defenses are wide open, kitten. 
Half HP: Not bad. Now start trying. 
Low HP: ( chuckles ) So you can do it after all. 
Defeat: You should be able to do this much when I’ve only used one hand. 
Assist: Stubbornness leads one to ruin. 
Taunt: Are you purposely hiding your claws? 
Reacting to Taunt: You will need to work harder to rile me up, young one. 
Flee: I am out of time for today. Go play with the little ones. 
Reacting to Flee: Is this supposed to be a tactical retreat? 
Tie: Good work.
Perfect Victory: That’s it? I expected more. 
Low HP Victory: Interesting. 
Finishing Move: Admirable work so far. But it’s about time we ended this game. 
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void-kissed · 1 year
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13 and 15 for the SI Development Meme, for whichever SI you would like to answer those for? (Dragonsmooch)
Sure thing, friend!! Thank you very much for sending these!!~
(question source: "Self-insert Development Meme" by blushpanda)
Hmm.. after taking a look at the specific questions being asked here, I think I will answer these for my Kingdom Hearts self-insert Xiara, if that's alright with you!~
13. What are your self-insert’s goals? Her hopes and dreams for the past/future/present! Does she intend to achieve it no matter what? Could anything stop her, big or small? - Xiara's.. not really the outwardly ambitious type, in all honesty; she can seem fairly content with almost any circumstance and find a way to fit in or adapt. However, one thing that does drive her is knowledge, or more specifically missing information - learning more about those around her, more about the worlds and their natures, and learning about her own self and its nature. After all, while she is certainly assumed to be - and treated as - a Nobody, the fact she lacked any memories of her previous life (unlike most of the other members, save Roxas and Xion) and the fact she's since picked up on what seems like some innate dissimilarity between herself and the others mean she seeks to find answers. Not much could stop her going after those answers if she found a lead, with the possible exceptions being having to harm those she cares about or seriously risk her life to do so.
15. Does your self-insert have any enemies? What’s that dynamic like? Why are they enemies? Did they ever get along in the past? Is patching up differences out of the question for the future? - As a member of the Organisation, Xiara is initially opposed to Sora, because he seeks to defeat the Organisation. However, she holds no particular animosity towards the boy himself, even despite how hostile he himself is by the time she encounters him in Castle Oblivion (she fights him once in the upper floors and is then recalled from the castle, therefore inadvertently becoming the only member other than Axel to survive it). After all, she holds no real loyalty to the Organisation itself - she's with them because that's about all she remembers being, and because she figures completing Kingdom Hearts and gaining a heart of her own might give her the sense of completion that she lacks, but she holds no particular respect for the others' authority or anything. (As proven by her execution of "monitoring Roxas and Xion for Vexen" being "becoming friends with them both and helping them where possible including lying to Vexen's face about their actions", among other things.) And I think Sora would want her to be on his side if given the choice, because he's just sort of like that - so, they would definitely have been able to reconcile and Xiara would have helped him stop Xehanort! ..If not for the fact she is destroyed following her second boss fight with Sora, that is.
I hope that those answers were alright, dear dragon! Thank you very kindly once again for sending these~
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fatened · 2 years
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*          inbox.          /          @heartslight​,     for     xion     :
    ↳          sora wants to believe this to be something real. he wants so badly to believe the setting sun on the horizon was real, wants so badly to believe the ocean’s waves were true in how they crashed against the shore. but quadratum has done nothing but force a broken heart into the comforting arms of illusionary dreams, has left sora so homesick that he couldn’t be sure if anything was real anymore. even xion, standing by the waters edge, could be just another figment of a longing heart. even this was a painful comfort— if they were in his dreams, then he hasn’t forgotten them. ❛  are you looking for seashells? i’m not sure if any nice ones have washed up..  ❜
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there   exists   a   place   that   xion   has   claimed   for   herself,   and   herself   alone.   this   little   piece   of   paradise,   where   her   world   is   narrowed   to   the   sound   of   the   ocean   and   sand   crunching   beneath   her   feet.   she   isn’t   bothered   here;   she   simply   is,   and   it’s   more   than   she   could   have   ever   asked   for.   of   course,   others   can   come   and   go   as   they   wish,   but...   when   has   xion   ever   had   something   for   herself?   so   she   allows   herself   these   selfish   moments,   fleeting   as   they   may   be.   she’s   basking   in   this   quiet,   selfish   moment   when  she   feels   him   —   the   line   of   her   spine   goes   rigid.   sora?   a   thought,   fleeting   as   the   sun   now   dipping   below   the   horizon:   will   i   never   be   free   of   you?,   and   then   the   immediate   guilt.   sora   has   been   missed.   a   hollow   ache   for   some,   a   deep   void   for   others.   xion   thinks   she   is   somewhere   in  -  between;   it’s   hard   to   miss   the   part   of   yourself   that   took   you   away   before,   no   matter   if   it   was   his   fault   or   not.
when   she   turns   to   look   at   him,   the   smile   she   tries   only   succeeds   in   lifting   the   very   corners   of   her   mouth.   it   doesn’t   reach   her   eyes,   no   matter   how   much   she   wills   it.   it   should   be   joyous   to   see   him.   but   her   joy   is   a   timid   thing   —   shouldn’t   he  go  elsewhere?   to   someone   who   can   welcome   him   with   open   arms   and   not   worry   that   if   he   vanishes   again,   they   will,   too.   it   doesn’t   matter;   maybe   he   isn’t   even   real.   maybe   she   isn’t   real   either.
it   takes   every   ounce   of   strength   she   has   to   speak   without   her   voice   breaking.   without   reverting   to   a   whisper   so   quiet   it’s   washed   out   with   the   tide.     
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❝     no...   i   think   i   picked   over   all   of   the   nice   ones   yesterday.   all   that’s   left   is   broken   pieces.     ❞     she   tries   not   to   wince   at   that;   is   she   not   all   of   the  broken  pieces   of   others,   glued   back   together?   xion   kneels   down,   and   brushes   her   hand   through   the   sand   to   sift   through   it.   pale   eyes   look   back   to   sora   now.   real   or   not,  she   supposes   the   company   could   be...   nice.     ❝     would   you   help?   maybe   we   can   find   something   worthwhile   together.     ❞
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