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hallous · 3 years
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weak spot 
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shortypinkink · 3 years
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~Weak Spot~ by Brittany
WIP Day 1 prompt for Terraqua Week! We’re a little late, but we’ll be releasing the full version and some other prompts at a later time anyway. lol Can you guess the inspiration here from the BBS story and how it fits the prompt? :3 Have fun and let us know! 
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terraquaweek · 3 years
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TERRAQUA WEEK 2021
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HAPPY 11th ANNIVERSARY TO BIRTH BY SLEEP.
We are coming SUMMER 2021 and are taking prompt suggestions!
We’re so excited to feature a week’s worth of content for these two. Rivals to lovers, baking, angst, fluff - whatever you want, you can reply to this post or drop us an ask!
We also have a Twitter account if you would like to follow us!
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samurithecat · 3 years
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Terraqua week day 7
Will be Inked and Colored once I get the replacement cord for my tablet.
Although I am able to photoshop some star on it.
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somniumars · 5 years
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   come on (we’ll be alright) 
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imaginative-joy · 5 years
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Happy (late) Sokai Day and (sorta?) Terraqua week!
I wish I had the time to dedicate to some nice pieces for these guys... so conglomerate sketch of them on a double date at Disney it is!
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spectral-musette · 5 years
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It’s Terra and Aqua ship-week, and today’s prompt was “future masters”: in retrospect, maybe I should’ve interpreted this as a glimpse into their future, but my brain did the opposite and I thought about their younger days when they were dreaming about their futures as keyblade masters
(1st) 12 and 13 year old Aqua and Terra (giggling and daydreaming about the adventures they’ll have someday when they’re supposed to be studying)
(2nd) 15 and 16 year old Aqua and Terra (in the brief span of time before his last growth spurt when Aqua can almost make herself as tall as him if she gets up on her tiptoes)
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mimiplaysgames · 5 years
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dammit.
Terraqua Week Day 1: #gummiphone
Summary: A marriage proposal is hard enough - if only Terra didn’t accidentally text his plans to Aqua. @terraquaweek
Read on AO3.
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Some say facing your biggest fears is like jumping off a cliff - the hardest part is taking that first step, and the momentum will carry you the rest of the way. But who would be crazy enough to do that?
Terra needs a more suitable analogy for his situation. Proposing to someone is kind of a big deal, after all.
Better yet, he’s forging the ring for her. Normally, she’s the creative prowess considering her skill at handling metal; the Wayfinder taking residence in his pocket is proof of that.
Of course, he can’t ask her for help, he can’t let her know. He has alibis to hide what he’s doing. Every time they come to Disney Town, he tucks himself away at the blacksmith’s while she runs off to spend her time mixing potions in case anything happens - including any rowdy occurrences where Keyblades are simply too slow for what needs to be done (she’ll crack a smile and tell him that if he ever gets possessed again, she’ll just poison him to spare herself the trouble, which is fair).
The blacksmith’s is a good cover, since he’s been putting his knowledge of Keyblade armor to good use. Whenever she’s around, she’ll see Riku’s prototype hanging by the furnace. A ring is much easier to hide.
Well, it’s not yet a ring. It’s mostly a plan, Naminé’s crayon-filled blueprints in display on the workbench by his side - a mix of the tiniest sapphires imaginable, because something too flashy just won’t suit Aqua very well (even though she fights fancy).
He has his tools: his face shield, pliers, a torch, a drill, refined silver. Disciplining a hard element such as metal is soothing in a way, reminding him that he can accomplish anything if he puts his mind to it. To see the silver bend to his will, like it’s learning to be proper, is as rewarding as a teacher seeing his student succeed. 
It’s tedious work, perfect for getting in the zone. Welding shields and weapons, and mining for jewels, tests the body, but it passes. It’s not so bad to endure once the work starts.
The idea of marrying her came to him as easily as breathing. Of course he wants her by his side. He wants to wake up next to her every morning. It hurts when she has to leave; it heals when she comes back. Most of all, he will never tire of her smile. Never. 
Asking her to marry him however…
At least with making her ring - making sure the band is smooth and perfect, that the sapphires are placed correctly, that the designs are crisp - he could get lost in the flow and not have to think about his greatest adversary: whether she will say yes or no. 
Well, he could get deeply engrossed and forget about the rest of the world if that stupid Gummiphone would just shut up. 
“I’ve barely started,” he groans. 
It replies by ringing again, more texts. There’s no one out there who would try to contact him this much except for Ven.
“You’ll just have to wait.”
It rings again and Terra grunts, loud enough to be a warning even though the phone isn’t sentient and can’t get the message.
It still won’t stop. 
“I hate this thing,” he mutters to himself as he finally gets up and checks it. Surely he misses the days where friends just visited each other. The phone is very impersonal, and it keeps him connected all the damn time and how in the world can anyone focus this way? The keys on the screen are too small for his big thumbs to type in and it’s especially annoying when it’s late at night. 
The perpetrator is indeed Ventus, so distracting that Terra left behind a rod of silver with a sawed curve at the end. He hasn’t even begun the soldering.
Already a flood of texts fill the phone’s screen.
Ven Have you started working on it? ^^
Ven I wanna see! Take a pic :)
Ven #pleaserespond
Ven Please? ;-;
Ven YOU’RE STALLING D:<
“I don’t know how to take a picture,” he says to the phone.
If there’s anything that’s more overwhelming, it’s managing this dumb thing with the endless list of icons he has to scroll through just to find what he has to do. 
Before he can really investigate, Ventus calls.
Terra brings it to his ear. “Yeah?”
“Come on,” he whines on the receiver. 
“I’m trying to, I just don’t understand how to use this stupid thing.”
“Just click on the camera app,” he says like it’s the most obvious thing ever.
Terra checks the screen, but it’s all black, Ven’s name stretched across the top and the menu completely gone. Of course. He brings it back to his ear. “It’s gone.”
“No it isn’t, you oaf.”
What a tongue. A couple of months in the outside world and suddenly Ventus thinks he can take on anything bigger than him. “You’re spending way too much time with Lea.”
“Look,” Ven starts - which is a strange thing to say, he can’t see what Terra is doing. “Just click the button on the bottom of the phone - not the red one on the screen or it will hang me up.”
“Sounds like a good idea.” He’s beginning to regret even telling Ven about the ring.
Terra does as he’s instructed, the black screen swiped away, sending him back to the menu. Ven’s voice yaps to himself through the earpiece - Terra has found the camera and is already taking snaps of his (interrupted) work.
“Hang on, Ven, I’m working on it.”
“WAIT A MINUTE, I CAN’T HEAR YOU. YOU NEED TO PUT ME ON SPEAKER.”
Honestly, the thought of Ventus screaming at a piece of junk pulls a smirk on Terra’s face ever so slightly. “I don’t know how to do that.”
“WHAT?”
“Wait for it.” Terra says into the mouthpiece, hanging him up. It’s easier to stay focused this way. 
He wonders what he should title the text message with the photo. He starts with ‘aquas ring’ but it sounds weird - Ven already knows what it is - so he deletes it.
Just figuring out how to attach the photo is annoying enough. There’s so many better things to learn.
Me happy now
Send.
That should be enough, and he immediately sits back down to continue, assuming that Ven will take the time to gush over it.
But Ven calls again.
“Yes?” 
“You’re ignoring me.” This time he’s serious.
“I sent it.”
“I don’t see it.”
“Maybe it takes time?”
“It’s taking too long.” 
Ventus used to have the greatest patience in the world, always being left behind in the academy. Now after everything that’s happened, he simply stopped seeing the point of waiting around. 
It’s usually endearing in most cases.
“Well, what do you want me to say, Ven?”
“Check if it actually sent.”
Terra sighs - what else is he going to do? - and checks his phone. Swipe away the phone call, open texts. 
What he sees makes him shake.
“No… I sent it to Aqua.” He’s saying that to thin air, and brings it back to his ear to repeat it. “I sent it to Aqua.”
“Seriously?” Now he actually sounds concerned. At first. Then there’s a snicker on the other end.
“How do I take it back?”
“I-” The pause is too long, Ven calming himself after two more laughs escape. “You can’t.”
“I can’t delete it?”
“Yeah, but-”
“How, Ven?”
A door opens and shuts behind him. This isn’t the time to deal with customers.
But it’s Aqua. And her phone is in her hand. Wonderful.
Terra stands in front of his workbench, spreading his arms wide to casually rest them on the surface, hiding as much as possible. 
Of course this leaves Ventus back to talking to himself, his words indecipherable. 
“What is this?” Aqua asks him, showing him the screen where his photo is proudly on display. She’s curious if anything. “What do you mean by ‘happy now’?”
It feels like Terra is about to puke his heart out, and he’ll have no choice but to leave it on the floor to thrash by itself while he pretends to ignore it. 
“Supposed to be a question,” he mumbles.
She cocks both her eyebrows, rolling her lips inward because she knows him well enough to understand that he’s acting ridiculous. “It looks like a wand? I don’t get it?”
He’s too silent, taken too long to reply to Ventus who suddenly screams through the phone, “WHAT’S GOING ON? DON’T WORRY TERRA, I’LL SAVE YOU.”
Terra hangs up.
“He’s being rude,” Aqua says, smiling and shaking her head to herself. She steps closer and if Terra has never felt back pain from standing so stiffly, he does now. “So what are you making?” she asks innocently, like he isn’t about to burn into ashes from the heat in his cheeks. “You never told me about this.”
His heart hammers in his throat. “Something.”
She snorts. “I can see that.”
He points at her phone, the words unable to come so he forces them out. “I was supposed to send that to Ven.”
Aqua double-checks her screen, like she’s trying not to miss something. “What does Ven want with precious jewels?”
But Terra shakes his head, and his refusal to answer actually makes her smile fall. The point was to give her a gift that was completed, refined, perfect because she deserves more than that. “You just have to-”
Trust me. 
She does, even when she hesitates. Even today, after months of sharing a bed, after adjusting to a peaceful life with few Heartless, after re-training themselves to stop expecting something awful to happen in ten minutes and ruin their lives again, he’s never actually asked her to do that. She just does. 
It feels wrong to do so now. 
The sigh he allows to slip is shaky, long, uncontrolled. If there’s anything these insane years have taught him, it’s acceptance. 
He decides to be brave, finally, by looking her in the eyes. “It’s for you.”
Her eyebrows furrow, and she leans forward like she’s unsure what she just heard. “You’re making me something with gemstones?”
Then she blinks several times, like she’s just seen the light. Scatters the desk behind him. Licks her lips. Searches his face for the same answer again and again to the question suddenly bursting in her mind. 
“It’s a…” she waits. 
It’s hard to swallow the thumping in his throat, but he does, his eyes starting to sting. “Yeah.”
The gasp she takes in doesn’t leave her mouth, jaw dropping, eyes searching faster until a smile makes itself known. She bites her lips, her teeth showing as her cheeks puff up, and even though she tries to literally wipe herself calmly, her happiness is stronger. She can’t form words, but the laughter and the tears are more than enough.
“Com-” Terra swallows again, outstretching his arms toward her like he’s about to catch her. His own cheeks hurt from his grins. “Compose yourself, Master Aqua.”
The Master before him reminds herself, and she pats her cheeks like she’s trying to wake herself up, but her laughs again win this battle. Aqua throws herself around his neck, taking him in for a hard kiss because, still, words do no justice for the giggles. 
Happiness is something, Terra finds, to be something that needs to be protected the most. There’s something about the emotion that makes him feel like he’s home, but also incredibly vulnerable. Like looking over his shoulder to catch a thief trying to steal it away. 
But this is different. There’s a soreness when she pulls away, like his happiness is starving and she’s only fed it a small snack. It knocks on his chest, knocks on his forehead, knocks and opens through the tears out of his own eyes.
He needs to do it now.
He takes her phone and opens to the text messages, brings his photo to the screen. 
“Ah,” he sighs, “obviously it’s not done, but I guess-”
“M-hm,” she nods quickly, hiding her smile behind her hand. It’s too big to be concealed well.
His cheeks hurt more and he doesn’t know how that’s possible. Bending down on one knee, he holds her phone in the palm of his hand, a photo of a silver rod with a curved tip that still needs to be sawed off, soldered together, and drilled for holes, taking most of the space, with a layout of tiny sapphires arranged in a design that should transfer well if he does his job right. 
“Aqua,” he begins and there goes his heart again, threatening to lurch itself out of his mouth. “Will you marry me?”
“Yes.” She doesn’t allow a single second to take the spotlight, dropping to her knees to embrace him, to kiss him more and more, to mix their tears and their laughs together. 
It makes him forget there ever is a spiteful thief that hates the image of merriment, that in any second Ven can walk in here and ruin the moment. It makes him believe that happiness is as powerful as metal and as immovable as earth, meant to last forever. 
He gives her space to sit on his thigh, gripping her tightly because this happiness, this future in his arms, needs to be nourished. 
Hmm, he definitely should put that in his vows. Suddenly the idea that he has to confess all of these thoughts in a wedding in front of guests is now making him nervous again.
But he has to do it, scared stomach be damned.
“This is practice for the real thing,” he chuckles, essentially telling his nausea to mind its own business.
She grins and all he wants is to make her smile more. “Did you have better plans for asking me?”
“No.” He doesn’t know why he sounds so shaky. “I haven’t begun planning for it just yet.”
She kisses him again. “Can I watch you finish it? I can give you pointers.”
He nods, tracing the lines in her irises with his eyes. “Sure.”
“We can even measure my finger.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
They linger there, like they’re expecting it to be unpleasant to peel themselves off each other. 
Aqua, his Aqua, gives him one more nibble on his lip, hugging him like they’ve been reunited for the first time in years, before she finally gets up and composes herself like the Master she is. She fetches a face shield too, before picking up Naminé’s plans. 
She says it’s beautiful, despite that it’s nowhere near finished. Her pointers are great, helpful for avoiding foreseeable issues, but the most fun part of letting her in this way is hearing her grin again and again. And even though he once churned with anxiousness at the thought, now he can’t wait to see it on her finger.
Facing fears is like jumping off a cliff. Sometimes, you’ll fall and get hurt, struggling before walking again. Sometimes, you’ll fly.
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ebonynightwriter · 5 years
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the call | terraqua week 2019
Title: the call Word Count: 1,571 Summary: [While working late one lonely night, Aqua receives a phone call. | Aqua. Ven. Terra. Wayfinder Trio. Post-KH3.]
A/N: I've written a few KH stories & drabbles in the past, but this marks my first published Kingdom Hearts fic! Hope you enjoy the read!
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terraqua week (2019) // day 1 · #gummiphone
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The duty of a Master was never done.
Aqua learns this the hard way. Even after all the work it took to restore the Land of Departure, there was always someone in need of assistance, always something not working the way it was supposed to. And whether it was scouting the worlds for remnants of darkness or guiding the acolytes who lived in the land, there was always something to record. Aqua had tried to keep up with the task of record-keeping in the same way Master Eraqus had, but there were some nights she felt three months behind.
This was one of those nights.
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lume-abreau · 3 years
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@terraquaweek day 1: Weak Spot
(It's that he has a crush)
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reikiwie-art · 3 years
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“legends” for @terraquaweek ♡
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azira-fells · 3 years
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Two Young Hearts Will Meet In The Middle: a terraqua fanmix
ft. songs from Lord Huron, Mumford & Sons, Hozier, Fleet Foxes, and more.
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hi, everyone!! this is my contribution for this year's @terraquaweek ! day 6 is a free day, so I decided to have fun with it by putting together and sharing my own fanmix!! I hope you all enjoy <3
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shortypinkink · 3 years
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~Rivalry~
Another late piece made for Terraqua Week! Terra is one with the earth, sorry Aqua! XD We'll still post that last WIP finished once it's done, but we might have some others to feature. Better late than never, right? Sorry @terraquaweek!
https://instagram.com/p/CQd109Th9yV/
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terraquaweek · 5 years
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Announcing Terraqua Week, 2019!
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A FULL WEEK of prompts for these bumbling, star-gazing lovers!!
All you have to do to celebrate the event is submit art or fic - and of course, have a love for Terraqua.
The week starts September 15th. We’re working hard on giving you prompts that are open-ended yet focused: fluff or angst, canon or AU, it all depends on how you interpret them. Hang on tight, we’ll announce them soon!!!
Your mods for this event are @mimiplaysgames, @lorelei-melodei and @lyssala. Say hi or drop an ask!
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samurithecat · 5 years
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@terraquaweek
Day 7: Free
This means I can draw them as kitties, right?
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stillbubbles · 3 years
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@terraquaweek
I did a thing 🤩
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