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zeroth-writes · 1 year
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Dating -Xemas- -Headcanons-
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Prompt: Hello, may I request Kingdom Hearts Xemnas relationship headcanons with a female s/o? Sfw and nsfw if that’s ok.
Pairing: Xemnas / Reader
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A/N: I wrote this with the reader being a nobody and a member of the organization. Also NSFW UNDER THE UNDER!
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wants to keep your relationship private
the only one that know is saix
only because he accidental walked in on you two
he doesn’t the other members treating you different
just because he’s in a relationship with you
and he also doesn’t treat you any different
he’ll send you out on mission like he normally would
and scold you if you mess up in any way
xemas does care about your safety and well-being tho
so if you even feel hurt or under the weather
he’ll let you stay home
will melt if you make him dinner
doesn’t need to be fancy or anything
but would love it more if he cooked dinner with love
actually loves doing domestic activities with you
laundry, cooking, dishes, etc.
loves boosting about you to the other members
nothing serious
but will mention how good you did on mission or training
is proud of your work and how well you do
early in the relationship
he must be in charge
will not let you take control
no matter what
some night he wont even let you touch him
then after he get comfortable and more connect with you
he’ll relinquish some of the control
be able to set your own pace
he wont admit it
but he loves watching you on top
being able to sit back and relax
grab your hips and watch you move
also loves kissing you
its a rare act for him
but loves to pull you in and let you feel how much he cares for you
easily takes your breath away with every kiss
aftercare depends on how you are in the relationship
if its early on, he’ll do nothing
maybe get you a towel or water
but as your relationship grows
so does what he’ll do
he’ll clean you up, carry you into the bath, and cuddle after everything is done
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Starlight Symphony
Word Count: 676
Warnings: None
Headcanons: Sora x Fem!Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
In the heart of the world that never was, where light and darkness blend into a twilight of possibilities, Sora found a companion unlike any other—a friend, a confidant, a partner in every adventure. She was a beacon in the ever-shifting shadows, her laughter a melody that could cut through the deepest gloom.
Their bond was unique, woven from countless shared moments and small acts of tenderness. Whether it was the first bite of a sea-salt ice cream under the radiant skies of Destiny Islands or the last piece of a star-shaped fruit as they watched the sunset from the clock tower in Twilight Town, Sora always insisted she taste the magic first. It was his unspoken vow, a promise of shared experiences and a life intertwined.
And then there were the kisses—soft, affectionate pecks on the tip of the nose that spoke a language of their own. Whether given or received, each was a whisper of affection, a fleeting touch that said more than words ever could. In these gentle exchanges, they found comfort and a reminder of the love that guided them through every battle.
"Sometimes, I wonder what lies beyond even the stars," Sora mused, his gaze lost in the celestial sea above.
She smiled, her eyes reflecting the starlight. "Wherever it is, I'm sure it's filled with new friends and adventures. Just like the worlds we've visited."
Sora chuckled, turning to her with a soft expression. "You're right. As long as we're together, there's no limit to the skies we can explore." 
"Have you ever thought about what it means to share a paopu fruit?" Sora asked, his voice a soft murmur against the backdrop of the universe's vast expanse.
She turned to him, her eyes curious. "Isn't it meant to intertwine our destinies forever?"
He nodded, his spiky hair catching the starlight. "Yeah, but it's more than that. It's about sharing everything—the good times, the tough battles, and even the quiet moments like this."
A comfortable silence settled between them, filled with the unspoken understanding that had grown over their journey. It was a bond forged not just in the heat of battle but in the peace that followed. 
Suddenly, a meteor streaked across the sky, its tail a blaze of glory that momentarily lit up the night. "Make a wish," she whispered, squeezing his hand.
Sora closed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "Done. What about you?"
"I wished that no matter where we go, we'll always find our way back to each other," she confessed, her voice barely audible.
Opening his eyes, Sora leaned in, his breath warm on her cheek. "That's not just a wish. It's a promise," he said, sealing it with a gentle kiss on her forehead. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a paopu fruit, its star-like shape glistening in the dimming light. "Here, you should have the first bite," he offered, holding it out to her.
With a gentle nod, she accepted, taking a small bite. The sweetness of the fruit seemed to encapsulate their shared journey—a blend of joy, challenges, and unspoken promises.
"Thank you, Sora," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "For sharing this moment, for sharing your heart."
He grinned, his eyes crinkling with delight. "And thank you for always being my guiding star." Leaning forward, he placed a tender kiss on the tip of her nose, a gesture that felt as natural as the bond they shared.
She laughed, a sound that danced with the wind, and returned the gesture, her lips brushing against his nose. "I guess we're just two stars drawn together, aren't we?"
"In every way," Sora agreed, his hand finding hers.
They stood up, hands still clasped, as they prepared to return to the Gummi Ship. "Ready to explore more worlds?" Sora asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Always," she replied, her heart full of anticipation for the adventures that awaited them, knowing that whatever worlds they would discover, their shared moments would be the true treasures they would cherish forever.
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cinnbar-bun · 2 years
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NSFW HCS- Larxene, Marluxia, Saix, Xemnas
Posted on my AO3: Right here
Warning: Unlike most of the other ones, this is a bit more intense (that's kinda what you get for including Larxene and Saix lol).
There are mentions of pain, bloodplay, electrocution, berserk form, and choking. If those topics are uncomfortable, I would suggest skipping this one.
Larxene 
Larxene is not for the faint of heart- but I’m sure you already knew that 
Canon sadist- she loveees inflicting the pain on you
Unlike some of the other ones who don’t wanna hurt you- Larxene revels in it; bloodplay, knifeplay, electrocution, asphyxiation- if you didn’t know any better it’s almost as if she’s trying to kill you
She enjoys being on top and hates the idea of relinquishing control freely at first; it makes her uncomfortable and she just isn’t about that life 
She WILL however have so much fun if you try to fight back and take charge- then she knows she can really break you 
Big on humiliating you and telling you all sorts of mean things. If you’re into that, she’ll definitely keep it up 
Loves teasing you in public- after all, you’re so disgusting to like what she’s doing to you, it’s almost like you want the others to see it. 
Big on toys and other items, she totally could do things with just her hands but honestly, she finds it hotter to use things to make you feel better. 
Loves when you’re loud, she gets really disappointed if you’re quiet, and it makes her go harder to get a reaction from you 
Despite her ahem lovely exterior, she’s a very ride or die kinda girl and doesn’t wanna include others in this. She’ll totally get off with the chance of you two getting caught- but someone actually seeing you two? Big no. She hates that and absolutely doesn’t want any of the other org members to know this 
I think the only one she’d ever really consider to join in is Marluxia but other than that, they all can piss off
Like I said, she’d really hate to give up control and doesn’t wanna feel powerless, however, I think after a while of you two being together, she might try and bottom (or at the very least, be a power bottom) but that’s a big maybe and it’s gonna take a lot for her to even try 
Her aftercare is not all that good, but compared to how vicious she can be, it’s a huge difference. She’ll prolly just make you both shower (“ugh, it reeks in here now”) then have you locked in a deathgrip when you both lay down. Occasionally you’ll hear her teasingly whisper, “you’re not so bad, you know…” and just pepper a few kisses over your bruises and neck before she falls asleep next to you. 
Totally possessive and doesn’t take kindly to the other members tryna make jabs at you
Marluxia 
Saying Marluxia “has sex” or “fucks” is such a detrimental understatement. This man makes love to you. 
Despite having no heart, he could almost fool you into thinking he did with the way he just effortlessly makes you melt with a touch of his finger 
He’s a switch- he will pamper but he’s kinda a narc so he thinks you should pamper him back, it’s just fair. (Although how could you resist with how amazing he is) 
He’s the kinda guy who has a bottle of champagne and roses on the bed- THATS the kind of experience Marluxia gives. 
When he’s domming, he’s very thorough- almost no part of you goes untouched. He just has to touch you and feel you all over, whether with his mouth or his fingers. 
When he’s giving you the reins, he is a spoiled brat. He practically is begging for your attention and demanding you touch him all over. 
Loves your hands and fingers. Stroke him gently and he’ll be sighing and whispering some praise or dirty talk 
He’s willing to experiment and be a bit crazy- depending on his mood. He’s very open during sex and he’s also a bit of a wild card when it comes to you. Not as crazy or experimental as say, Axel or Larxene, but willing to get down. 
Definitely would put him as one of, if not the, most romantic member of Organization 13. He cannot feel or have a heart, but he does put effort into making sex somewhat more intimate than the others. He just isn’t too trusting nor is he someone easy to become intimate with, so he takes it seriously. 
Really into oral, both giving and receiving. He also is just big on his mouth on you, or yours on him. Your lips are like his favorite part of your body and he goes nuts for them. Consider adding some colorful lipstick or shiny gloss and watch him lose his mind
Honestly, sex is a pretty talkative time with the both of you. When he is not dropping expletives or whispering dirty talk, he does like to praise your body or discuss the future he wants with you. He does talk a lot though so shut him up with some kisses. 
Aftercare is a must, but honestly he wants you to spoil him and complains if you don’t. He likes both of you sitting in the bath or quietly talking in the bed after you finish. He gets really introspective sometimes and likes to talk about his plans. 
Saix 
Let’s get something out of the way real quick. He REALLY fears having sex with you because he knows if he goes berserk on you it will be an unpleasant experience all around, and he worries greatly that you will be hurt. 
He is a possessive lover and his berserker side makes him actively refuse to see you at night or anytime leading up the moon rising. Straight up will lock himself away because he can’t trust himself. 
It takes a long time for those barriers to be broken down, and Saix is a stubborn mule who is unwilling to argue when it comes to your safety. 
A compromise is made though- sex only during the day (at least right now). It’s definitely not as romantic but at the very least Saix can relax knowing he’s not gonna switch. 
And trust me, with this agreement, Saix takes full advantage of it. Be prepared to memorize the details on the desk, because that’s what you’ll be seeing from now on every time Saix calls you to his room or office. 
He tries to control himself but you’re just so pliable and soft, and it’s so much easier to take his aggression and stress out on your ass instead of the others. You aren’t complaining too much with how he handles you, and it’s almost a bit fun to get the others to rile him up to give you attention
Very much a dom and does not like being submissive or in a position where he is weak. He just doesn’t like giving up control. Course, that can be worked on another time when he eventually feels more relaxed with intimacy. 
Big sir kink. You only refer to him as sir or master or whatever other term he deems you call him. Big on power struggles and dynamics where he is on top
Humiliation kink for you. He might try and have you humiliate yourself in front of the other Organization members (like maybe forcing you to sit on his lap or call him a name) but in general he kinda wants that kept in private. He both loves and hates the fact that the other members know, and a part of him finds it untoward, but another part thinks its all too amusing to watch you get flustered. 
He’s… really selfish at first. There’s no other way to put it than selfish. He really only saw sex as a way for him to feel something of an emotion, and an extension of his control for you. He doesn’t focus too much on getting you off or satisfying you since he already got off. He treats you like a cum dump at first I’m sorry
It’s only after an argument or discussion where you bring it up that he confronts himself and recognizes he has to actually put in the effort beyond just being physical. He’s gotta make the time to make you feel special and enjoy it too. 
And that’s where you’ll see the best version of Saix, the slow, methodical beast of a man who will quietly murmur praise and orders, or just tease you in that nice voice of his. This new awakening in him makes sex more pleasurable, fun, and just way more intimate than before. 
He can still be a beast in bed, and trust me, sex with Saix is anything but gentle, but it feels way more loving when he tenderly kisses your neck while going to town on you. 
Run your fingers over his scar. Oh my gosh, the man is so WEAK for it, it’s crazy. He finds it revolting and the fact you can just look at him, touch him, and love him so unconditionally is indescribable. He gets even more urgent and needs you to feel how you make him feel. 
He doesn’t talk much during, or after sex. His aftercare is pretty shit at first too, where he’d either order you to get out or just leave. But after a while he gets into the groove of things and likes to stroke your head or wash you and then cover you in a blanket so you can rest. He expresses himself more with physical actions and he hopes you understand that he loves you so damn much even if he doesn’t have the heart or the words to say it honestly. He really wants his heart back so he can stop being a coward and truly express all that he wishes to deep down. 
Xemnas
Take what I said about Marluxia and multiply it by a thousand. This is not fucking, this is not sex, this is not even making love- no, it is an experience
It is earth-shattering, world-breaking sex with a bronze god
We already know his voice is hot. And he knows how much you love it. He likes to give you orders and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, all to watch you crumble and melt in his arms
Sex with him is slow. Very slow. But its purposeful. Every touch, word, breath, is done precisely to have you wailing for him. He likes be thorough and make sure every inch of you has been touched and loved. 
Frankly speaking, he adores your very being. If you get to the point where the Superior is in love with you- he is obsessed. Everything about you is entrancing and he can’t resist it. 
One thing he loves- no, needs- is eye contact. He is gravitated to your eyes always, it’s one of his favorite parts about you. Your eyes are gorgeous orbs, the windows into your soul he wants to drown and melt in. He will even remark during sex for you to look at me. Look. Don’t break away. Let me see you in all your glory
Sex to him is a way for you to be as one. He wants to break both of you down- mind, body, soul (heart)- and experience the thing he’s been wanting to for so long. He wants to be overwhelmed by your very being, and have you be overwhelmed by him in return. He wants his thoughts to be only of you, to feel only you, to touch only you- he is obsessed with you and wants you to be the source of his light. 
Pet names- “dear”, “darling”, “my heart”, “my love”, “my light”, “my everything”. 
Despite his exterior, he’s actually willing to let you take the reins (provided you two have been doing this for a while and he is comfortable with you). But he’s condescending as heck. He’ll let you do your thing, but he’s cooing praise at you that sounds like he’s belittling you. It makes it as if you’re just his prey, and he’s toying with you before he gets the power back. Maybe. Maybe not. 
Loves when you run your hands through his hair, it makes him shiver when he feels your hands rove through his body. Compliment him too and he’ll be happy. 
He likes to “show you off” and remind everyone that you’re his. Sometimes he’ll just ‘steal’ you away in front of others to satisfy his obsession and have it be a warning to the other members not to mess with you. 
He loves breathy, light moans. Something about you trying to catch your breath and being too wrapped up in the pleasure he’s giving makes him feel such a rush. He can’t describe it and his thoughts trail into wondering what other sounds you can make. 
He often just gives way to his thoughts when he’s having sex with you. It can be fun or veer off into almost making you actually see heaven. He’ll wonder how you feel if he bent your body that way- and he’ll hit a spot you didn’t know he could and you’ll melt. Then he’ll wonder how you’ll behave if he stopped your breathing, and then it goes a bit haywire. His need to answer his obsession with you as well as his curiosity as a researcher makes him liable to actively hurt you. If you’re cool with that, he’s down and willing to continue. But if you’re not, he retracts immediately and stops. This is supposed to make you both one and if it doesn’t, he won’t do it again (or at least without a warning). 
Loves blindfolding you and discussing exactly what he’s going to do, then make you beg. It gives him such a power trip and he loves how you crumble underneath him and beg for him to touch you. He likes to rip the blindfold off when you two are getting closer to reaching the end and watch your eyes. 
Aftercare is also god tier- but in a different way. Yeah he’ll clean you and whatever, but it’s after when you two are sitting together that it becomes like a whole new thing of its own. 
He’ll caress you, pepper small kisses onto the crook of your neck, and hold you close. Sometimes he likes to talk too, and his voice is so good you quickly fall asleep. He’ll continue to stroke your head then whisper how much he adores you and how you’re his heart. Xemnas also feels calmer hearing your heartbeat or seeing your chest rise and fall in time with your breathing. All these things make you so alive and he can’t help but crave to want to have that as well. Soon. Soon he’ll become whole again. And soon, he can truly be yours.
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atomic-taco-muffin · 1 year
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The kh boys with an S/o related to an organization member got me so if I may could I have the organization members with an S/O related to one of the kh boys? For example vanigaa' s/o is aqua's sister? Please and thank you for the amazing work ^^
You got it! I'm not gonna do all the members (mostly because my brain can only focus on a few)
Organization XIII Reacting to you Being Related to The Guardians Of Light
Warnings: None really. Xig's is kinda spicy cause this is the horny rat man we're talking about
Rating: SFW
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I feel like Xemnas already knew you were related to Terra
Mostly because he's part of Terra technically
But he likes how close you are with his brother.
Much like how he is with his (If you're new here, I headcanon that Ansem and Xemnas are brothers)
Ansem:
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Like his twin brother, I feel like he already knows you're related to Riku
But does this manwhore care? NOPE
He knows you're his and if that pisses Riku off? Good
Vanitas:
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Yeah, he's kind of terrified when he found out you're Aqua's sister
Won't stop dating you though
Just gotta stand away from Aqua
Xigbar:
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Oh, you're related to Sora, are you?
Yeah, he's spamming Sora's inbox telling him how much he loves fucking you
Seriously, Xig?! Seriously
Get control of your rat man
Marluxia:
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I feel like he knew you and Ventus from when he was Lauriam but lost his memories
When he finds out you're Ven's sister, things slowly come back to him
Ven approves because of his old friendship with Lauriam
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ssadumba55 · 4 months
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Masterlist: Masterlists
Masterlist hashtag: #milo's masterlists
On mobile for me, sometimes the masterlist tag doesn't work so just to make my masterlists more accessible to those looking for them, here's a masterlist of them all.
Jurassic Franchise
Marvel Cinematic Universe
Dreamworks
Riordanverse
Looney Tunes
Danganronpa
Kingdom Hearts
Criminal Minds
Merlin
Scooby-Doo
Anne with an E
Walt Disney Animated Pictures Pt. 1 - Peter Pan, Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast, The Little Mermaid, A Goofy Movie, Hercules, Mulan, Tarzan, Emperor's New Groove, Atlantis: The Lost Empire & Wish
Walt Disney Animated Pictures Pt. 2 - Princess and the Frog, Tangled, Frozen, Big Hero 6, Moana, Raya and the Last Dragon, Encanto, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Mickey & Friends & Winnie the Pooh
Pixar
Disney Live Action Movies
Disney TVA
It
Stranger Things
Night at the Museum
Super Mario
Archived Fandoms
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cozyrosies · 8 months
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War of Hearts
Chapter 2
Enter: Vanitas
The castle walls seemed to loom over you as you made your way through the grand hall, the distant sound of your friends’ voices and laughter ricocheting off the dense stone and echoing back to you as you traveled at a slower pace behind them. Your muscles ached slightly from your morning exercises, and your eyes still burned from lack of sleep. To be perfectly honest, you were dreading meeting your Master’s former peer and his pupil solely because your tired mind was struggling to even form complete thoughts. You were sure to make quite the impression on them at this rate. A dull headache began forming behind your eyes, and you pulled your hair free from its tie in an effort to ease the pressure.
A streak of black flickered in your periphery, making your heart race as memories of pressing shadows rushed back into your head. You gasped and spun towards the source, brow furrowed as you looked around at the blank stone of the corridor, spotting nothing out of the ordinary. ‘Lack of sleep must be getting to me,’ you thought to yourself, hand clutched to your chest as you tried to calm down from your momentary fright. You continued on, shaking your head at your own paranoia. You brushed off the uncomfortable feeling of being watched, attributing it to your exhausted state.
The sounds of your comrades’ voices grew louder as you approached the grand room where Master Eraqus held the exams and important meetings. You quietly slipped into place beside Ven, placing your hand gently on his shoulder to alert him of your presence. He shot you a bright smile, his contagious enthusiasm lightening the weight on your heart and making you return it with a small smile of your own. Aqua and Terra spoke in low tones on Ven’s other side, but you weren’t able to catch the details of their discussion. The echoing of boots on the stone floor had you turning towards the front of the room, watching as Master Eraqus made his way to address you, followed by an older, harsh looking man. His head was bare, and his deeply tanned skin was a stark contrast to the white beard he sported. His sharp yellow gaze seemed to pierce through you, making you shiver as his eyes landed on you. The small grin he gave you made your skin crawl, your instincts making you quickly break eye contact, only for your own gaze to land on the figure trailing behind him.
Your breath caught in your throat at the sight of the, presumably, young male. Even though he was across the room, you could sense the dark power radiating from his being. He was tall like Terra, with a tight bodysuit that hugged the curves and ridges of his muscles. The suit was so black it seemed to consume the light around it, with red lines outlining it in a way that alluded to what hid underneath the material. When you pulled your gaze from his impressive physique, you immediately noticed that his face was entirely covered by a mask so opaque you could see the room reflected in it. An uneasy feeling settled in your stomach as you took in both of the strangers, and you knew you weren’t the only one that was put off by the darkness they both seemed to emanate. Aqua had shifted into a less care-free stance and Terra’s hand was now gripping his Keyblade, although he held it downward so as not to seem like a direct threat. Even Ventus had lost some of his bright, excitable energy and was now eyeing the old man and the masked male warily.
When the trio stopped a few feet from you, Master Eraqus addressed you in a deceptively positive tone. “My pupils, it is my pleasure to introduce you to an old friend and comrade of mine, Master Xehanort.” You reluctantly drew your gaze back to the older man, stiffening when you noticed the way he seemed to be sizing up Ventus next to you, an unsettling grin twisting his features almost menacingly. You had to physically force your body not to step in front of him defensively as you didn’t want to offend your Master or his guests. Master Xehanort chuckled to himself before speaking, his deep and gravelly voice grating against your ears like nails on a chalkboard.
“Your Master speaks highly of the four of you, so I look forward to assessing your abilities. I have high expectations,” he stated plainly. “I’ve brought my own student, Vanitas, in the hopes that you might learn from him and he from you.” His comment prompted a harsh scoff from the masked boy next to him, and you saw the grin slip from Master Xehanort’s face for a split second before he schooled his expression to a smaller and noticeably tighter smile. You had always thought of yourself as particularly perceptive, and you were sure you saw something dark flash through his eyes in the short moment his expression changed. You shifted your attention to Vanitas, jolting slightly when you noticed him seemingly looking directly at you.
He tilted his head, and even though his mask hid his features you could feel his intense gaze focused on you. You shivered involuntarily once again, however this time it wasn’t due to feeling uneasy. You couldn’t quite name the feeling that washed over you, something foreign but not wholly unpleasant. You gathered yourself, realizing that your demeanor had been anything but welcoming thus far, and gave Vanitas a small smile in the hopes that it would ease the tension in the air. He huffed a humorless, short laugh before turning his head away so that he no longer appeared focused solely on you. Your smile faltered, and you clasped your hands in front of you and began to awkwardly fidget with your fingers as you turned your attention back to Master Eraqus. ‘Well, that was weird…’
As much as you respected your Master, and you truly did, you couldn’t bring yourself to pay much attention to his long winded recap of his time training with Master Xehanort. Your gaze kept flickering from Eraqus to Vanitas unconsciously, though the masked stranger hadn’t turned his head back in your direction. It wasn’t until the old man himself spoke that your focus snapped back. “I look forward to our time together. I hope it will prove to be… fruitful,” he croaked. You couldn’t help but wonder what the heck that was supposed to mean, and you were decidedly not a fan of the tone of voice he used to address your group.
“Master Xehanort will be staying in the vacant room in the west wing of the castle, and Vanitas will be using the extra room in the students’ wing. I expect that you all will be gracious hosts and help him feel comfortable during their stay with us,” Master Eraqus explained, looking at each of you pointedly. It took you a moment longer than it should have to realize where, exactly, Vanitas would be staying.The only empty room on that side of the castle was at the very end of the hallway, directly across from yours.
As though he read your mind, Master Eraqus called your name and spoke, “would you be so kind as to show Vanitas to his quarters?”
“Of course, Master,” you responded respectfully. You glanced over at the masked man and smiled once again, albeit nervously. He stepped forward, his intense presence making you want to shrink back but you held your ground. “This way,” you said as you headed out the doors and into the labyrinth of halls that made up the castle. You heard Aqua politely strike up a conversation with Master Xehanort, asking about his travels. Her comforting voice faded as you made your way deeper into the castle.
Vanitas was so silent at first, you could barely even hear him walking behind you. However, you could somehow feel his gaze focused on you despite the fact that he was out of your line of sight and wearing a mask. It made you incredibly self conscious, but you fought to keep your gait steady and your demeanor confident. You had a feeling you did not want this guy to see you as a weak link. This, of course, didn’t go to plan. As you rounded a corner and headed towards your rooms he decided to speak up for the first time.
“So, princess,” you jumped noticeably at his sudden words, and you didn’t miss the quiet chuckle he gave in response. “How exactly do you expect to become a Keyblade Master while you’re trapped in this shiny castle?” His voice was deep with a sharp edge to it, a hint of throatiness as he finished his sentence that had you hanging on his words. You stopped in front of his door before turning to him.
“Well… Our training grounds are outside. I’d be happy to show you once you get settled,” you offered evenly, not wanting to dig too deeply into what his words actually implied. He tilted his masked head at you, seemingly dissatisfied with your answer. He scoffed,
“What a waste.” You bit your tongue at his comment, not looking to start a fight with someone you had just met 15 minutes ago. He shrugged dismissively then, saving you from having to respond.
“Anyways,” You introduced yourself to him, although you had a feeling he probably couldn’t care less what your name was. “I stay in that room there,” you point at the door directly across the hall. “You’re welcome to let me know if you need anything.”
“Gonna give me full access to your room already, sweetheart?” Vanitas asked, his voice dipping dangerously and making you blush at the implication.
“W-well, no. I just meant– if you…” you stammered, cringing at the heat you felt creeping up your neck and into your face. You clasped your hands in front of you, once again fidgeting awkwardly with your fingers.
“I know what you meant,” he replied dryly, his heated tone gone. At that, he turned and opened the door to his room, looking back at you momentarily to add. “Just make sure you lock your doors at night, we wouldn’t want any monsters sneaking in.” His door closing harshly echoed the way your heart beat against your ribs. You stood dumbly for a long moment before rushing into your own room, leaning against your closed door once you were inside. You rubbed at your still-red face, thoughts racing as you wondered who, exactly, Master Eraqus had invited into the place you called home.
You sighed in frustration before reaching over to lock your door.
A/N: So, as you can see, I took some liberties with both the layout of the castle and Vanitas in general. As far as the castle goes, I'm kind of out of touch with the specifics of BBS and I honestly couldn't tell you what kind of layout it has, if we even know it at all. In this story, Vanitas and the reader are both somewhere in their 20s because I'm a grown woman and I prefer an aged up and mature Vanitas for obvious reasons.
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queendom-hearts · 2 years
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Hello well, can i get (platonicly) kairi and her brother!reader and being like best friends? Like destiny trio after reader's death (in kh3 instead of kairi xehanort uses reader)
Kairi’s Brother
You have been a part of each other’s lives for as long as you can remember. You were her only brother, all that was left of her life before you both arrived on Destiny Islands, but most of all, you were her best friend.
You stayed together through thick and thin; when Kairi lost her heart, you fought tooth and nail to get it back. When Kairi waited ages and ages for Riku and Sora to come home, it was with you by her side. And when she had enough of waiting, you went out in search of your friends together.
And when she made the decision to become a Keyblade Wielder, it was a decision you made together. You trained side by side, under the guidance of Merlin. Axel was there as well, despite your hangups on how he mislead you, Kairi trusted him, so you did too.
You went to the Keyblade Graveyard together, along with everyone else, for the final battle. Though neither of you thought it would end up like this...
In that moment, you were gone; shattered like glass in front of everyone’s eyes. Kairi didn’t know what to do; you had never been apart from her before! Except this time, you wouldn’t be coming back...
She didn’t- couldn’t, accept that. So, along with the help of her- your, friends, she vowed to bring you back, safe and sound. Having you gone was like a part of her was missing, as cliche as that may sound. She will bring you back and you’ll be together again, and everything will go back to normal... right?
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dayringblossom · 6 months
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1071png · 5 months
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if you drew anything xion, my heart would be so happy ✪
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this is based off of tokyo teddy bear (vocaloid song)
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ar-mage-ddon · 6 months
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extremely messy doodle dump that devolved into me anguishing over trying to figure out how to draw that damn default hat at other angles
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zxal · 1 year
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Four swords manga redraw with the heart hotel i've been wanting to do for ages ft. strelitzia who doesn't know any of the lore
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zeroth-writes · 1 year
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Silent Treatment -Sora-
masterlist | request
Prompt: Hello there. May I get a Sora x reader where the s/o is mad at him and gives him the stubborn silent treatment, For always having to leave and go to different worlds when they need or want him the most, and feels he puts the worlds and his friends above them so they feel sad and angry.
Pairing: Sora x GN!Reader
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“I’m sorry I have to leave. But I need to save these other worlds, They need me.”
No matter how many time he told you the same line, It still felt like the first time. The overwhelming feeling of neglect and loneliness fills your body more and more with each step he takes towards the door and away from you.
It felt as if whenever you needed him most, when you just wanted to hear his voice calm you or have his arms embrace you in a comforting hug - is when he decided to leave.
You know he can’t control when the heartless decide to attack, he could however just decline for once. You knew he wasn’t the only keyblade wielder. You wished for the brunette to call on one of them for once. Instead with Donald and Goofy by his side - he walked off towards the awaiting gummi ship, not matter how much you plea him to not go.
It always takes you a few days become use to being solo again. Making meals for one just when have gotten use to making for two yet again, rolling over and making contact with the cold, flat surface of the mattress instead of Sora’s warm body.
When you ultimately felt the feeling of sadness overwhelm your mind, the loneliness quickly joins in after you glance around and find nothing but darkness surrounding you.
You wish to see the bedroom light on, walk in and see Sora sitting on the bed inspecting his keyblade - like he’s done so often before. Finally let him comfort you until happiness replaced the dread that once filled you
Sadly, you have no of that.
Instead you sat alone curled up in your bed with a blanket wrapped around your sobbing frame. The sound of your weeps and the clock ticking fills the room as the minutes slowly pass by as you eventually lull yourself to sleep.
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As you awake the next morning, you begin to stretch out your tight, cramped up muscles but stop when a noise coming from inside your home stops you. Your movement stops as your listen in to make sure it’s not just the old house settling. You quickly realize it’s not - as a loud bang comes from the kitchen.
Before leaving you grab the nearest object for a weapon and creep out of the room. Halfway down the hall you begin to hear a whispered voice speaking.
“Shh. Please don’t wake up. I really want to surprise you.”
Once the words became clear, so did the voice’s owner. Sora. A sudden jolt of happiness runs through your body at the sight of the brunette. But the memories of last night comes rushing back, replacing all your joy with dread.
Your eyebrows narrow as your drop your impromptu weapon and march towards Sora’s voice. Your footsteps clearly heard as they echo off the empty walls.
As you turn the corner Sora’s head turn towards you. A wide smile quickly spread across his face. The spatula in his hand was dropped on the counter as he rushes towards you. His arms instantly wrap around your frame.
“I’m sorry I woke you. The mission was shorter than we though and I wanted to surprise you with breakfast but I forgot how to make it and then I kept dropping things.”
Rushed words filled your ears. Your first instinct was to glee with joy and return his enthusiasm. Instead you gently remove his arms and silently walk towards the fridge to get yourself some water.
Sora, being the optimistic person he is, brushed off your action as you simply being grumpy from lack of sleep and continued on talking.
“I’m making your favorite. I hope it’s right.” You nodded along while wandering off towards another room. Confused by your dismissal, Sora walked after you. Following behind you as you continue to your favorite chair and have a seat after you pick up the book your currently reading. While you get to the spot you last spot at, Sora continued trying to get you to talk. 
At first he asked you simple question like what you did when he was gone or how your book was going. Though all inquiries resulted in the same as before, nothing.
A loud groan escaped the brunettes lips as he drops to his knees. “Please talk to me! I wanna hear your voice!”
A large part of you wished to join him on the floor and embrace him in a warm, welcoming hug. Yet you stay silent as the plea reached your ears and let him stew in silence for a while longer.
“Just tell me what I did wrong.” His plea came out a whisper, yet you still heard every syllable.
Your eyes close as your lips finally part to loud out an audible sigh, the first noise Sora has heard from you since his return. His head perked up at the sound as  he waits in anticipation.
“You left.”
At first Sora was confused. He couldn’t understand why him leaving would upset you so much. Sure he didn’t expect you to be happy he was leaving you. His brown eyes drifted from the hard wood floors to your frame. Then he understood.
Your blood-shot eyes, the tear stains on your crumpled up nightshirt, how upset and needy you acted the day he told you he was leaving.
“I needed you here with me. You didn’t even let me speak, you just told me goodbye and simply left.” You took a moment to breath and fight back small tears that were creeping up, threat to spill out the corners. The moment he noticed, Sora jumped up and rushed towards you, only to stop when you hold up a hand.
“Sometimes I feel that you put others above me. How many times has Riku or even Yuffie called and you run off to them, leaving me here alone? How many more times will it happ-” “None!”
Your eyes widen when Sora’s voiced boomed over yours.
“I promise I won’t leave you again. I don’t care who asks me I won’t do it. If I need to go to another world, you can come with me. Who cares if Donald gets mad?”
You couldn’t help but smile at his over-exaggerated yet thoughtful promise. You knew no matter what he did, Sora still cared deeply about you - and everyone else in his life.
“Promise me one thing?”
Sora’s question broke you of your thought as he wrapped his arms around your waist. You failed to notice how close he had gotten. You return the contact and hum in curiosity.
“Don’t stop talking to me again.”
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A Promise Across Time
Word Count: 354
Warnings: None
Headcanons: Young Xehanort x Fem!Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
In the vast expanse of worlds where hearts connect and destinies intertwine, there existed a bond so strong that not even the relentless flow of time could sever it. This was the bond between Xehanort and you, a connection foretold by the red string of fate—a symbol of soulmates destined to find each other.
It was in the realm of twilight, where light and shadow danced in a delicate balance, that your paths first crossed. The red string glimmered between you, visible only to those who understood the depth of its significance. Side by side, you fought against the encroaching darkness, your hearts beating as one in the heat of battle.
But fate, as fickle as the winds of change, had other plans. In a battle that shook the very foundations of the worlds, you fell, your light extinguishing like a star winking out of existence. Xehanort, with a heart heavy with grief, could only watch as the string faded into nothingness, taking with it the warmth of your presence.
Driven by a longing that transcended reason, Xehanort embarked on a journey through time itself, a quest to unravel the mysteries of the heart and the secrets of existence. He traversed the streams of time, seeking answers, seeking you.
And then, in a world that was both familiar and new, he found you once more. Reincarnated, with no memories of your past life, you were a beacon of light in a sea of ordinary faces. The moment your eyes met, the red string of fate reappeared, binding you together once again.
As Xehanort spent time with you, learning the contours of your reborn soul, he found himself falling in love all over again. Each smile, each laugh, each shared moment was a rediscovery of the love that had never truly faded.
With the red string of fate as his witness, Xehanort made a vow—a promise that no matter how many times the world turned, no matter how many lives you lived, he would always find you. For a bond as strong as yours was meant to endure, to thrive, to remember.
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cinnbar-bun · 2 years
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How would demyx be with a guitarist s/o?
Another anon said: Demyx with a bf. Bf totally ends up his muse and Demyx probably unironically sings whole new world. If he's into music? Good that makes it easy. If not? Couple bonding activity consisting of sitar lessons.
They're both kinda similar so I'm just gonna combine them, hope that's cool!
Demyx with a guitarist S/O (ft some bonding activities)
Wicked, seriously, so wicked. He’s pumped and excited! 
Immediately wants to duet with you
It doesn’t matter what kind of guitar you play, he’ll match your enthusiasm and the tone 
Is your biggest fan and goes nuts when you want to play
If you’re hesitant to play though, he is totally accepting of that and really chill about it, no biggie if you don’t wanna play
If you wanna learn more from him though, he has to take a break to scream and cry from how cute you are and then agree
Wants to pull the cheesy romantic “holding you from behind while teaching you to play” thing like in the movies. 
Forces everyone in the Organization to watch you play and makes them sit and enjoy it
They don’t do it for Demyx but they do like you so they are making an effort to watch
Luxord and Xigbar love making requests (mostly generic pop songs or really old music your dad probably listened to) and Demyx lowkey gets jealous like STOP BOTHERING THEM WITH YOUR DUMB REQUESTS
You two decided to start a band and it was incredibly cute, everyone loves how you play off one another and compliment each other- both in music and stage presence
He’s constantly working on songs you two can perform together or something he can perform for you
He occasionally writes a song for you and puts the lyrics underneath the sheet music, and it’s basically a love letter to you <3 he’s so cute!
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atomic-taco-muffin · 1 year
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I beg for Yandere Sora
MMF! He's so clingy but yet so sweet that you don't even realize how much of a yandere he's being to you. But that's exactly his plan. Once you're all his, he's gaslighting and manipulating you into becoming his.
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ssadumba55 · 2 years
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Feelings? (Axel X Reader)
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A/N: Welcome back! I should be posting a request as my first post back but unfortunately this was the only one shot I could finish so you get what you get. Also this was me really playing with the 'Nobodies can't feel' thing, I haven't finished all these games but I love Axel so much. Enjoy!
The top of the clock tower was deserted for the time being. It was hardly ever occupied, you sat on the edge dangling your legs over the side. With no one around to distract them, your thoughts wandered to what you’d done. In the grand scheme of things, running away from Axel was probably not that big of a deal. After all, the two of you weren’t really friends. You were Nobodies with the inability to feel. Things like caring and love just weren’t in either of your vocabulary.
But even though you weren’t supposed to feel, you did. You 'felt' guilty, somewhere deep inside. It was foreign. 
“I thought I’d find you up here,” a voice said from behind, startling you slightly. Axel had somehow managed to sneak his way up the clock tower without you even realizing.
He didn’t appear to be upset about what had happened earlier, but Axel had never been exactly easy to read. He sat down on the edge of the clock tower beside you, looking out over the town with an unreadable expression.
You followed his gaze, pretending not to care as well, but where Axel excelled at concealing how he regarded a situation, you struggled.
He gently nudged you with his shoulder. “You still in there?”
You met his eyes and there was that weird 'feeling' again, the one that had made you want to run away earlier. There wasn’t supposed to be anything there, there was supposed to be emptiness but instead there was an intense longing for him. A need for him to be closer, to hold you. Sometimes it was overwhelming, like earlier when he’d comforted you. 
Not that he would ever know that.
No. The Organization had been characteristically hard on you, forcing you to work harder than you wanted to. And when you struggled with the missions Saix gave out, you crumbled. As far as Axel was concerned, you had run away because you were afraid of being seen as weak. There were no complicated ‘feelings’ involved for him.
“You’re not weak, you know?” He continued, leaning back slightly. “You just can’t handle stuff the rest of us can, but if you train harder you’ll be fine.”
You didn’t respond. You didn’t want to train harder. The Organization may have given you everything at its disposal, taken you in when there was nowhere else to go, but somehow you felt there was more to life than taking orders. Even as a Nobody.
There was that word again ‘felt’, as if you could feel anything.
“Axel, do you ever think you feel things?” You asked, finally breaking your silence. The question caught him off guard, he had been expecting you to become super motivated and pumped to train.
The two of you rarely ever sat and talked about things like feelings. Still, he couldn’t help but think there was more to your question than what you were asking.
He shrugged, nonchalantly. “What kind of things?”
The silence returned as you wondered how to respond to that question. Even though you weren’t supposed to feel things, things swept through you constantly. Were you even a Nobody? Was this why the Organization ragged on you so hard? Maybe they knew something you didn’t.
“You’re always calm… collected. I can never tell what you’re thinking. I sit here and try to understand you, but I can never even come close. You look at me and it’s as if you can instantly tell I’m hurting, I mean you came to comfort me earlier and I didn’t even say a thing,” You pulled your legs up from the ledge to your chest. He tilted his head.
“I’m your friend. Friends just know, maybe the reason you can’t understand me is that you’re not really looking.” He chuckled, looking up at the sky.
You rested your chin on your knees and followed his gaze. “Or we really can feel things and you’re just really good at fooling yourself.”
It was sort of blasphemous to say the words out loud, but whatever you were expecting him to do, he didn’t do it. He stared at the sky for a little bit longer, clearly deep in thought about something.
“Do you think you feel things?”
Having the question thrown back at you was surprising, but you let your legs fall down again, hanging over the side of the clock tower. They dangled so high, but you were never worried about falling from up here, especially not with Axel so close.
“I don’t know but I like to pretend I do. When you do something dumb, I can almost imagine how it would feel to be annoyed. When Saix and the others say that stuff about me, I can almost feel inadequate, like I don’t belong. Earlier when you comforted me, I could’ve sworn I felt-”
You stopped yourself from continuing that line of thought. He was surprised by the sudden end of your little speech, turning to look at you.
“Don’t leave me hanging, what’d you think you felt?”
“It’s stupid, never mind.”
He frowned, nudging you slightly again with his shoulder. It was as if he was saying go on but the words were caught in your throat, even if you wanted to explain, you couldn’t. Once again, it was like he could read your mind, he wrapped his arm around your shoulders. There was that ‘feeling’ again. Your chest ached and it was like someone had stuffed cotton in your ears. He spoke, but whatever he said fell on deaf ears as you focused on the closeness of his body to yours
You pulled away, trying to regain some sense of control over your body, but his arm wasn’t as tight as you thought and the force you jerked away with was too strong. You lost what little balance you had sitting on the edge, eyes betraying for a split second the realization of what you’d done as you began to plummet. 
Axel was a lot quicker than you, leaning over the edge precariously to catch you just in time.
You looked up to him as he pulled you back over the edge to safety, surprised to see something other than the calm, collected persona he normally had. If you didn’t know any better you might say he was scared.
Your feet once again felt the top of the clock tower below it.
Though it looked like he’d barely done anything, he bent over trying to catch his breath. You stood on the edge, uncertain what to do now.
“I don’t know if we can feel things for sure, but it definitely felt like something just then,” he looked up at you, noticing you were still precariously close to the edge. His arm wrapped around your middle, pulling you further from it, eyes betraying that he was still somewhat ‘feeling’ what he’d experienced when you fell. 
Your hands reached up to turn his face to yours, his slightly panicked eyes found yours and his whole body seemed to relax at the same time. It was like something primal took over for you, pulling his face to yours and catching his lips with your own.
The surprising part wasn’t that you did it, but that once you did, he continued it. His hands moved from firmly holding you in place to cup your face as your own fell to his shoulders.
That feeling was back again. You were certain it WAS a feeling, it didn’t matter what anyone said. You were feeling this.
He pulled away, pressing his forehead to yours.
“I could’ve sworn I felt like how I’d imagine a crush felt. There was this aching in my chest and it sounds like it should’ve been painful, but then when I ran, the aching was worse. As if being closer to you was a good aching and without you, the pain became unbearable.” You finished your speech from earlier, and it was clear that he had felt something too just now.
Maybe they were wrong. Maybe Nobodies could feel, or maybe the two of you were something special.
“Got it memorized?” He whispered, catching your lips with his own once more.
There was no way you’d be forgetting anytime soon.
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