Starlight Symphony
Word Count: 676
Warnings: None
Headcanons: Sora x Fem!Reader
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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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I was choking in the crowd/ Building my rain up in the cloud
Falling like ashes to the ground/ Hoping my feelings, they would drown
But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing/ Inhibited, limited
Till it broke open and rained down/ It rained down, like...
Pain! You made a, you made me a believer/ Believer…
(Believer, Imagine Dragons)
Boy, I made this piece incredibly complicated for myself with the perspective! But here’s my secret: REFERENCE. I took some screenshots from KH2 until I got the angle I wanted. From there, I used those screenshots to plot out my vanishing points. I also took some pictures of my Roxas action figure, Keyblade included, to get the angle on him that I wanted. While there was some light tracing involved, the purpose was to make sure I was getting the perspective right, never to just “copy” something. Plus, I had to work out lighting and color on my own for the most part; the KH2 colors are very saturated, and I wanted the colors in this piece to be more moody. So reference is important in order to lay the foundation of an illustration!
(Prints available here!)
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@khoc-week
As someone who doesn't partake in journaling myself, but loves to give that activity to my characters, I consider this a super fun prompt!
It's a fun poke at your character's psyche and I delight in the little secrets you can hide in there.
Day 6 - Journal
Myst isn't really the "journal about her feelings" type as much as she treats it more like a logbook.
Most of her journaling packs training notes and studies about worlds together, with the occasional recollection about a fun adventure she went on in the world, as well as snippets about the characters she meets!
She does add doodles to some pages and is also a sticker enthusiast, so her journals are usually well decorated and much more alive than your average travel log.
She usually dedicates one journal to each world she goes to, that way she can add more information or revisit some important details that don't get lost with a ton of other places in the same book.
She doesn't worry about mixing them up too much because she has a skill in organizing, so she usually knows exactly what she's looking for at all times, which makes things easier especially when you're on the go all the time.
If you happen to run into her, I can almost guarantee she has written a sweet note about you in the associated journal. :)
That's it for day 6, see y'all tomorrow for the (GASP) final day already???
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