#radiant garden fam

[xiiiwayfinders]

The boys

[haunted-xander]

If Nomura won't give her a dad then I WILL!!!!

[leastrife]

I need more Radiant Garden crew in KH4 pleaseeeee

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Pretty like the wind. Epilogue.

Series masterlist

a/n As promised, I welcome you into the last glimpse of our beloved's future. Thank you so much for joining me in this wonderful project. I had a blast writing it and a big part of my heart will always be here. ✨🤍 in a way can be read as a separate piece. 🫧

warning: kids for sure, mentions of past trauma and that's all. Happy, happy vibes. Just cute fam goodness.

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You hummed to yourself. That ancient melody of the wind that had been woven into your blood for decades. One that was now accompanied by a gentle breeze. Pulling the basket to rest on your hip, you slowly turned back to the house that Azriel had bought, even before you and the kids were in the picture. One he had surprised you with weeks after the proposal. You three had slowly decoded and rebuilt. Painting flowers and gusts of wind along the rims of the windows. Slithers of dark and radiant beams of light. A mural of your story. One that had threaded you all together so tightly that there was no way to distinguish where one of you stared and the other began.

"Can you do my hair the way you had it during the mating ceremony with papa?", you flinched slightly as an overly excited Zofie appeared right in front of you the moment you walked through the patio door. You slowly set the laundry down. Cupping her cheek gently. To think that now she was almost above your shoulder. Where, when, and why did babes suddenly start to age way quicker?

"With flowers and all?", you asked her softly, and she nodded so eagerly that there was no way for you to decline. You loved that both Axel and Zofie had been there. Have been a part of one of the happiest days of your existence. Mother, strike them all. You still got goosebumps just from the thought alone. Of course, neither you nor Azriel cared about official vows and ceremonies, but there had still been a part of you that wanted to meet him in the middle of the old oak forest. Meet him in the glistening pool of startling. Take his hand as he slowly helps you step over the slippery stones.

Azriel was beautiful. You knew that from the moment you laid eyes on him. But that day. Dressed in all black. His slightly curly hair brushed back, yet that one stubborn, utterly perfect strand lazily fell over his forehead. The moment Azriel's eyes met you, you were ready to run down the path, not walk. Run straight into your mate's arm, into your forever. "My light, my sunshine," the spymaster had muttered as he brushed his nose against you when yours, you two were inches away, both up to waist submerged in the starlight.

"Alright, but...", you muttered, shaking your head slightly. You hadn't been the one to do your hair. It was Feyre and Cordelia who had braided and poked at your head for what felt like hours. "I picked all of the flowers myself." Zofie quickly cut into your train of thought, "You don't have to do anything; just braid," she breathed out. So hopeful. So full of young enthusiasm. Flowers. It had been the flower that Elain had grown in her garden that had been threaded through your hair that day. Even if Azriel had turned from her, you had sought her out against his will. She had moved out with Lucien. With Beron dead and Eris running the autumn court, the youngest Vanserra had wanted to stay close to his brothers. She, like the farmers in the border villages, had been poisoned by the dark magic Padme had borne. A weak link—that's what she had been. A naive, still ever-trusted heart that had been forced against her own will to cause harm that now she had to be forced to bear.

You chased that memory away. Even now. Even after so much, her story still sent shivers down your spine. Reaching for the brush, you gently brushed Zofie's long, onyx hair. Twisting and braiding. Plucking flowers from the basket as you went. Zofie shifted in her chair. She had a direct view of herself in the big brass mirror that stood against the wall in the hallway. Smoothing the silk of her skirt, she muttered, "Do you think it's too much?" You met her eyes in the reflection ahead. She was one stunning young girl. But teen years could be and often were filled with so much doubt. "Oh gosh, it's too much, isn't it?", she nearly sighed, and you realized that you had taken way too long to answer, "Zofie, darling, calm down; you look lovely." You smiled at her, finishing some of the last braids as you carefully pinned them into place.

"We'll go as soon as Axel comes back," you said softly. She rubbed her palms together, already trying to turn her head to see the backrest. The lack of patience in these younglings... "Do you think papa will be mad?", she asked softly, yet you couldn't help a slight frown that ran through your face. "Mad about what?", you had started right as the door opened, and Azriel walked in, looking as refined as ever. You instantly felt a gentle caress against the bond, making you smile before the spymaster turned his attention to the not-so-little girl. "Wow," Azriel breathed, and Zifie's cheeks instantly turned crimson. "Give me a twirl," his shadows already dancing in the sides of the purple dress you had stitched specifically for tonight. "You look breathtaking, my little start," and here she was, nearly shining with the love and confidence Azriel poured into her on a daily basis. She flourished when she was with him. And Azriel had done all he could to make her grow into her skin. Into her power.

"It feels like a whole welcome party for your brother," Azriel finally chuckled as he stepped further into the house, and Zofie's face fell instantly. The girl spared you a look before turning to her dad, "It's not for Axel." It was barely a whisper, and yet she knew that he heard her. "You just wanted to get...", but Azriel's voice died down right as the realization hit him. "Oh...", he breathed out. His features grew stern almost immediately. "Nyx's will be there," Zofie swallowed thickly.

This was probably one of the things Azriel struggled to get over. Of course, he knew they were going to mate eventually. And you had to be blind and dead and, in general, not be able to grasp reality to miss the way Zofie and Nyx were constantly pulling towards each other no matter where they went. "Papa," she breathed, stepping closer to Azriel and pulling at his arms that were tightly folded over his chest. "You are too young," Azriel huffed slightly, shaking his head. "Come on," Zofie huffed, turning to you. "Mom," she pleaded her case with you.

"Azriel, we talked about this," you said softly. And you two had. Elain had a vision of them a long way down the line. Azriel, of course, had called it bullshit. But Rhys saw the early flickers of bonding between the two kids with his own two eyes. Of course, they were left unaware for now. Way too young to go through frenzies. Hand holding already gave Azriel cardiac arrest. If Nyx were to pull her into a cabin all alone, the end of the world would be upon everyone.

"You are supposed to be in the phase when boys are disgusting to you," Azriel stated plainly, making you giggle slightly. Yet you knew that there was only so long he could decline her, and the minute Zofie's shoulders had sagged in defeat, the spymaster had thrown his head back too. "Fine," he muttered, and Zofie let out a happy squeal that she tried to cover with her palms, but nothing truly slipped through Azriel's ears. "Your shadows can be with me at all times," she stated, nodding her head firmly. "Oh, like hell they will be, missy," Azriel leaned in to kiss her forehead lovingly. His fingers reached for the blue sapphire that glistened on her neck. Azriel had crafted it himself for her. It was a way for her to block out the flare-ups of her empathetic powers. It helped her keep her shields up. Helped. She could do it perfectly fine on her own now, but Zofie had never taken the necklace off. No matter what, that piece of jewelry always stayed.

"I'm home." You nearly let out a gasp as you turned your attention to the door. And here he stood. You nearly tripped over yourself as you rushed to him. "Oh, my sweet," you said, feeling your eyes tingling as you cupped Axel's face. "Look at you," you breathed. To say that it was hard watching him go to the camps to train would have been an understatement. You couldn't sleep the first night he was gone. Had made Azriel winnow you there just so you could see him sleeping peacefully. Of course, he wasn't alone. Nyx was with him, and the two had formed quite a friendship, but still, the past trauma of the place lingered.

"Ax," Zofie's voice echoed, and Axel barely got to turn away from you as she jumped into his arms. Axel spun her around a couple of times before muttering, "Hey, Zo." The two siblings were beaming at each other. It was hard for them to stay away from one another. For most of their lives, they held onto each other so tightly. Protected one another. A slight sob slipped past your lips. "Mom, come on," Axel reached out to you, but you just shook your head, waving him off. "Don't mind me," you said, patting your cheeks. Zofie instantly stepped to hug you from the side, her head pressed against your chest.

"Who let you grow so much in a week?", you muttered, making everyone let out a chuckle. "I doubt I did," Axel looked down at himself before his eyes met yours. "Yes, you did," you reassured him as he too stepped closer to kiss your cheek. "Put your bags down; wash up if you like before we go," you brushed your fingers over his cheek, earning a smile from him in return. While you had been excited for a family dinner the past couple of days, all of a sudden all you wanted was to lock up the doors and keep your family all in the house. "I'll help him unpack," Zofie beamed. You knew it was less about the unpacking and more about the extra time they could spend together. The two just loved to talk. And since they trusted each other so much, you were sure there was a lot to catch up on. You watched them chasing one another up the steps. The house was once again full of laughter, and footsteps were echoing from the second floor.

You closed your eyes, your hand resting on your chest. "You're okay," Azriel's smooth voice found you before you felt his touch. "Don't ask me that, Azriel or I will cry," you huffed, pressing your lips together as another wave of tears burned your eyes. "Come here," the spymaster pulled you into his embrace, warm palms drawing patterns on your back.

"Mother, strike me. I hate this," you pinched the bridge of your nose as you blinked rapidly, trying to chase the tears away. Azriel snickered, "I think it's adorable." You shot him a glare, muttering a quick, "Shut up." That, of course, earned another wholehearted laugh from him, "See, adorable," to which you had only rolled your eyes. Azriel leaned in, kissing the side of your head. Cheek. Before his lips met yours, slow and gentle affection. That was how your love was now.

"I just want to keep them here forever," you breathed out after a while, "They are not allowed to leave ever." Leaning against your mate's chest, you felt that all overtaking peace and quiet. "And I'm the overprotective one," Azriel teased, but your lack of response and the way your shoulders were tense let him know that today wasn't the day to play around. He pulled you even closer to him as if that were even possible.

"Breathe with me," he muttered softly, resting his forehead against yours. Guiding your breaths once. Twice. A shallow breath in and an extended exhale. "And you," the spymaster muttered, the smile in his voice hard to miss, "You need to stop making mommy so emotional." His scarred palm slowly moved to rub your rather swollen belly. Where the newest addition to the family was growing. A loving touch from its father stirred the baby awake and earned a rather strong kick in return.

"You just said it was cute," you muttered, frowning. "And angry too, please," Azriel leaned closer to the bump as he whispered. You softly hit the back of his head, "You are insufferable." "But you love it," Azriel practically sang. "How are you feeling?", his tone almost immediately switched as he realized that you were up on your feet, so he was guiding you towards the sofa in no time.

"Well, I officially can't see my feet," you chuckled as he pulled out onto his lap, nestling his face in your neck for a couple of nibbles. "You look dazzling pregnant," Azriel stated firmly, making you shake your head. "Yeah, because you are high on fea hormones," you pointed at his chest, but he only shrugged his shoulders.

"How did we get here?", you breathed out, slowly reminiscing on all the years spent together. This was your forever. This home. This family. "Well, when a male puts his...", you hit his chest playfully. "No," you muttered, "With our kids wanting to be out instead of spending the evening with us," because it had been just you four for so long. Well, five. Cordelia had been the most loving mother-in-law ever. And the two kids were over the moon excited to spend time with her. Even now, they always visit. If not together, then by themselves. But she was a huge part of your family. "They are growing up," Azriel said softly, his hand protectively resting on your belly as he no doubt sat here listening to the heartbeat. One of his many hobbies now that you have been pregnant.

"I'm excited to plan their mating ceremony," you blurted out randomly, and Azriel's head turned to you so quickly that you wondered how he didn't get dizzy. "Hold your horses, women," he huffed almost offensively, "No one is walking down any aisle unless I'm the one dragging them off it." Here was the protector. You tried biting your lip, but you simply couldn't hold yourself back. Letting out a genuine laugh. And Azriel's slight frown melted immediately as he moved to brush some of the hair away from your face, "Here's that pretty smile I love so much." Your heart skipped a beat. Still skipped a beat as you felt your cheeks grow crimson. "Stop," you muttered, nestling your head in the crook of your mate's neck. "No way, I vowed to make you happy," Azriel breathed out, kissing the side of your head.

Laughter echoed from above, making your lips curve upward even more. You didn't need to see Azriel's face to know that he too was grinning. Nothing ever beats the sound of home. "Do you know how much I love you?", you pulled away slightly, suddenly desperate to look into his hazy eyes. Azriel cupped your face lovingly, "I do because I love you just as much, sweetheart," he breathed. His velvety lips meet yours. And Mother, you had never been happier for bargaining forever with this man.

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Taglist: @naturakaashi @hoemadegrace @just-m-2 @thereadinggremlin @i-am-a-lost-girl16 @stressed-reader

[cyphertripping]

hi! could you do pre-relationship omen x reader where the reader is really fond of cats and one day finds omen's kitty (who went for a walk without their owner's knowledge) and returns them? bonus points if omen is hesitant at first in fear that reader would be scared of him but reader is really friendly and nice :)

this was a really cute prompt, ty! (also yes, i named the cat jason after the VA- im just so creative 🤪)

Lost Cat (Omen x reader)

Word Count: 1400+

Fluff

You’re an employee at the Valorant Protocol. To be honest, it’s not as big of a deal as it would seem from the name, if anything it’s more about having a sparkling clean background check over your specific skills. Your job involves scanning the internet and news for radiant-related incidents. It’s meticulous work, but rewarding (and it beats your last job). 

You’re currently walking around the office on your lunch break. One of the many perks of your job is that the VP has significantly more funds than the average workplace to beautify itself and you’re currently enjoying yourself in the small garden area outside. You’re picking through some leftover pasta you have from the last night, but your heart isn’t really in it. 

That’s when you hear the sound. It’s a rustling in the leaves, too loud to be a gust of wind. You look to the side and that’s when you see it. 

It’s a black cat, hazel eyes looking up at you inquisitively. You immediately melt at the sight, placing your lunch down slowly as not to scare the cat. You approach it and it lets out a soft mrrow. 

“Hey there,” you say softly, moving down to kneel beside it cautiously. The cat blinks but doesn’t move away, it doesn’t seem to be skittish. You see upon closer glance it’s well groomed, fur too soft to be a stray. 

You offer your hand to it and the cat sniffs cautiously. It seems to accept you as it immediately rubs itself against you hand, insistently demanding pets. You comply, laughing. Who would’ve thought? 

You wonder idly who could be the cat’s owner. The VP headquarters are specifically isolated from civilians and anyone who could stumble upon it, including animals. Which implies that the cat belongs to one of the agents who stay in the VP. 

You hum to yourself as you consider the options, while also giving scratches behind the ear to the now loudly purring cat. Despite having worked at the VP for some time now, you haven’t met many of the agents. Brimstone and Dr. Callas you’d met during the interview process, but you’re not sure if they seemed like the cat type. Furthermore, the residential wing was off limits to regular employees, you can’t imagine how a cat snuck out here. 

 As no one was near you, you wondered if the owner knew where the little guy was. You gently reach around the cat to pick it up and it folds compliantly into your arms with a tiny meow. Well, you may as well use the rest of your break productively to find whose cat it is. 

Surprisingly the first person you run into is a tall man sporting a bold orange jacket. It looks like he’s running an errand but as soon as he sees you with the cat he pulls back and splutters. “Oh god, is that a cat! What’s that doing there?” in a distinctive British accent. Seeing he wears no clearance badge you figure he must be Phoenix, one of the radiant agents. 

“Sorry, bruv, I’m allergic,” Phoenix is still backing away from you slightly but you catch him. 

“Wait, I’m sorry but do you know whose this could be? I think it’s one of the agents’. I found this little guy out in the gardens,” you ask him quickly before he can flee. 

Phoenix studies the cat closer and you swear you can see the watering beginning in his eyes already. “Oh, I think Omen might’ve mentioned getting a cat or something. I think he stays in his room most of the time. You could give him back to him?” He says, very clearly avoiding offering to do it himself.

You sigh. “But I don’t have clearance. And I really don’t want to bother anyone—”

“No worries fam, I got you. Come on,” Phoenix gestures for you to follow him, still keeping a healthy distance between himself and the cat. 

“I don’t want to interrupt,” you quickly say but he waves your concerns aside. 

“Nah it was just some stuff Jett wanted me to grab, it’s no biggie,” he flashes you a blinding grin. You just give a grateful smile in response. 

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A couple corridors and card swipes later, you’re in what seems to be the common room for the agents. It’s similarly decorated to the office space of the VP, with a few more personal touches. There’s a TV and several gaming consoles attached, along with speakers. It’s quite a homely space.

Phoenix nods down one hallway. “His rooms down there. Should be labeled. Just knock on it, don’t worry. Omen’s a friendly guy, he doesn’t bite,” he promises.

 It seems like a strange remark but you’re busy ensuring the cat, who you’ve been carrying for some time now, doesn’t squirm out of your grasp. You don’t pay the comment much heed. You thank him and are on your way. 

Three doors down and you find it. You really hope he answers, otherwise you’re in an awkward predicament with one extra cat. 

The door opens quickly at the knock. “Yoru, do not test my patience, I’m tired of— oh. Hello,” a figure stands in front of you. He sounds surprised but you can’t get a read on him from his figure. Bandages seem to cover his form alongside a… you suppose it’s a mask. Blue light glows from behind it. All in all, it’s a frightening visage and you suddenly understand why Phoenix had given you a disclaimer.

At the silence, he seems tense and you almost want to say that he looks nervous. Because of you?

The cat in your arms begins to squirm harder at the sight of him and leaps down, rubbing himself against Omen’s legs eagerly. 

“Oh, Jason. You found him— thank you,” Omen sounds genuinely grateful. He leans down to pet… Jason. But that comment is enough for you to snap out of your shock at the whole situation.

“His name is… Jason?” You say, incredulously.

Omen looks up at you, seeming a bit embarassed. “I liked the name.”

“Where did you find him?” He changes the subject. “I searched all over.”

“He was in the gardens, in the main headquarters,” you explain and he nods. 

“Cheeky rascal, aren’t you,” Omen admonishes the cat. Despite his deep, rough voice that nearly sends shivers through you, you can see he cares for the cat deeply. 

“He’s a beautiful cat,” you comment. The pet is a neutral ground, not about work or anything that might make Omen uncomfortable. 

“Indeed,” he murmurs. “I chose him from the shelter since he’s a black cat. There’s always an over abundance of them,” he says sadly. 

“He reminds me of my cat. She was… the best. But she passed and it’s hard to keep a pet in this profession— I have to be away so much, you know?” You shrug, trying to not act bitter. There’s a lot to be grateful for in your current job. You realize Omen is watching you, studying you. Even if you can’t see his eyes you sense it.

“I understand. Well, you ever want to have some cat time…” Omen trails off. You realize he’s inviting you to hang out with Jason (and him as well, presumably). 

You beam at the words. “I’d love to. Hey, do you have a phone? I’ll give you my number and just let me know when’s a good time to come by.”

He seems to light up at the offer. “That sounds… good. Wait,” he freezes. “I don’t even know your name. You returned my cat to me and I haven’t even asked,” he laughs sheepishly and even though it sounds a bit like pained scraping, perhaps a shadow of what it once was, the intent is warm. You find sheepish is a rather cute look on him.

You smile and give him your name while typing it into his phone as well. He hums. “It's a lovely name.”

“Oh… thank you,” you try not to show how much that flatters you. You hand back his phone and step back. “Well, I better head back to work now but, don’t be a stranger.” You awkwardly shoot finger guns and Omen nods in agreement.

“See you later,” he confirms. In a last farewell, Jason sticks his head out and let’s out a loud meow.

“I’ll see you later too,” you coo, and give one last chin scratch. You wave goodbye again and head back down the hallway, reentering the general  area of the headquarters. You feel warm, the sort of warm one has after a good conversation in the company of friends. You have a feeling Omen will text you back.

[star-shapedfruit]

Kairi Day- Destiny’s Embrace

For Kairi Day 2023 I'd like to share my pride and joy, Destiny's Embrace; a post-KH3 fic featuring our favourite princess. Set just after the events of KH3, a grieving and guilt-ridden Kairi sets out on her own quest to find her inner strength and discover the mystery behind Sora's disappearance.

You can read it here!

We've got:

-Kairi and Aqua mentor-student bonding, Terra being a protective big brother, Ven and Kairi get to train together and develop a sweet friendship

-Revisiting Radiant Garden with the Sea Salt fam to try and remember her past. Isa comes along to try and atone for himself. She hates his guts.

-Axel on helium.

-Moana and Coco worlds.

-Did I mention ✨FRIENDSHIP✨

-Pining and angst. Yen Sid is called out on his bullshit.

*This was written before Re:Mind and Melody of Memory so doesn't feature anything to do with the Quadratum plot. It’s its own separate little thing with its own unique ending~

[phylumhearts]

give us your radiant garden fam headcanons

this is suuper broad so I'm gonna talk about who I include in the radiant garden fam and why!

so for me, it's ansem, even, ienzo, dilan, aeleus, and xion. this is ofc post-canon - braig (and later apprentice xeha) would be included (and xion omitted) in earlier parts of the timeline.

(aside: whether braig was an apprentice pre-luxu or not and how much investment luxu-braig had in any part of the whole situation beyond prophecy-fulfilment is sooo interesting. I lean towards "always luxu" and "only a little invested despite himself" bc I'm not usually focusing on his character but honestly that's kind of a cop-out on my part lol)

I see a lot of people bringing in namine and repliku (and making REALLY CUTE art about it, it's not my headcanon but I do eat up father-of-four even content lol), but I generally don't bc. 1. if repliku could have had a full existence independent of riku kh3 well and truly removed that as an option and 2. namine deserves better than that

when I say that I mostly mean namine should be well the fuck away from ansem, and I think he'd probably agree? DiZ was legendarily awful to her and while she has a connection to Even via being in replica body now I don't think that's particularly enough to put him as a top candidate for her guardianship (though tbh I'm not 100% set on who that /would/ be - if kairi was back on the islands I'd say her parents just have twins now, but given that she's training with aqua it would be a little odd for namine to be there alone. maybe she's just travelling for a bit. idk)

on the other hand xion was directly created by even and they don't have a negative history together, and none of the org members who actively hurt her are around (I 100% include axel in that, I don't object to them being friends post-canon but people acting like he could be a healthy guardian figure to her need to, like, play/watch days lol). in rg she gets a blank slate with pretty much everyone around her except dilan, and I think they would have a very interesting dynamic given the little bits and pieces we see of their relationship in the org. (yes i'm thinking about when xaldin was like "she's as much of a person as the rest of us and therefore should be executed". I'm always thinking about that.)

I was kinda disappointed when kh3 brought AtW back bc I really vibe w the idea of the apprentices returning to rg and having to live with the conspicuous absence of their king and mentor (this playlist is very much about that vibe) which I guess still happens but only for like. a couple weeks maybe? then he's just back again. which I do think is less fun but does have its own interesting questions of what their dynamic becomes, how he approaches returning to rule, etc. I do think that with his whole repentance thing he maybe wouldn't be very into taking up a head-of-state role again and would be more likely to facilitate a transition into some kind of representative council system than just abdicate and put some poor schmuck into his old position (that being said, the idea of him just washing his hands of it and retiring to be a hermit, leaving ienzo to take up a hereditary king title, would be just the kind of dick move that feels consistent with his established characterisation lol (ienzo voice: hello chip could you put mickey on the line please. I want to consult him on how to run a whole fucking world because it would seem I'm a king now))

anyway. despite it being cute and making lots of jokes about it I don't really see ienzo or xion calling anyone their dads or fathers - they're totally a family but it's a bit more complex than "four dads, two kids". the guys all take their guardian roles quite seriously (while dilan doth protest too much about their upbringing not being his responsibility or business, he is in practice very invested in instilling them with his values) but I don't think any of them would feel entitled to claim that kind of relationship.

long post is long. I have much to say about these blorbos o' mine

[tharkflark1]

If we actually got a KH cartoon I would love to see it take a bunch of notes from the manga, honestly I want to see them animate the running gag of Sora, Donald, and Goofy having to keep smiling/laughing (even when they're arguing) to keep fueling the gummiship because it Actually Does Run On Happy Faces

What about you, what would you want to see out of a KH cartoon (generic or specific)?

I honestly would love anything! But i kinda want a mini series about what the characters are doin inbetween KH3 and KH4 besides looking for Sora

Like Sea Salt fam in Twilight town, Wayfinders in LoD and Realm of Darkness, stuff happening in Radiant garden

It would just be fun to see the characters interact

[kwoojii]

riku and kairis parents when

I AM SO LAZY I DO NOT WANT TO DO CHARACTER DESIGN SKDJFJS but i have thought about their parents + possible siblings

Riku

• Gay parents, as a treat. Wlw or Mlm is up to u

• Parents are significantly older than eimi (eimi had sora rlly young. Rikus parents are like 10+ years older than eimi)

• Parents helped eimi take care of sora. Thus begins the iconic soriku duo 👍🏽

• LOTS of younger siblings!! Let riku care about more ppl other than kairi and sora idk. It also adds more to rikus life and who hes fighting for i care them (there were a lot of tears)

Kairi

• Biological family from Radiant Garden. Misses her granny

• Adopted family from Destiny Island but theyre a powerful family whos always busy so Kairi is somewhat closer to soriku fam tbh

• Only child in both families!! soriku were basically her brothers growing up

• Her DI dad is mayor and Kairi is charismatic and follows his leadership-likeness

• Became close to Eimi and Riku’s siblings between kh1-2! Big sister and filler daughter HSJDKDJA

[cielomist]

i need a podcast that is just infodumping theories and headcanons about the radiant garden science fam that i can listen to at work while collectively rotating them in my head like this

[spiritqueenie]

Sassy teens, am I right? Even is the dad that doesn’t want to admit he’s such a Dad(tm).

[xiiiwayfinders]

Something something about Ven being adopted but only by big siblings and Eraqus not quite counting due to being dead and also trying to kill him and how he's an honorary member of Radiant Garden fam

Something about Even trying to adopt Terra because someone once sent an ask saying that he tried to adopt apprentice Xehanort

[angelsinflight]

Chip & Dale’s Story

[Copied from the Kingdom Hearts Character Files official release.] [Master Post here ] [Photo, Info, and Thoughts under the cut.]

“Chipmunk Engineers”

Chip’s the one with the black nose. Dale’s the one with the red nose. 

They’re different in a lot of other ways too, but I think it was Donald who taught me that that was the best way to tell them apart, since they look so much alike. Come to think of it, I figured Chip and Dale were brothers because of their similar looks, but they’re actually just friends! They’ve known Donald and Goofy, and King Mickey, for a pretty long time. I hear they used to argue with Donald a lot, but I can’t imagine that at all. 

Since the king was apparently pretty mischievous long ago, I wonder if that means Chip and Dale were too? Seems like Donald and Goofy were, at least. The chipmunks not only maintain the Gummi Ship; they also know a lot about computers. It’s a relief knowing I can count on them to take care of transportation. 

They’ve been in contact with Ienzo and doing all kinds of research that I don’t understand at all. It’s completely over my head! When I look at them, I feel like they and Ansem the Wise would have a lot to talk about. If they’d been in Radiant Garden, maybe they both would’ve become Organization members, too.

I wonder what kind of research they’re doing now?

———————-—————-—————-—————-—————-—————- Just uploading scans of the character files pages is making it hard to read, so I’m trying to copy things over for my friends abroad who aren’t able to get ahold of the book. If there is anything you want specifically please lmk. WEE-WOO-WEE-WOO SOUND THE ALARM FOR AN IENZO AND ATW MENTION. Sorry I just love the RG fam so even if we get scraps from a story about Chip & Dale I am grateful lol. Also? Sora??? Organization Chip and Dale?? I mean if the moogles and Mickey get their own little black coats, Chip and Dale should also. Though if we saw the Chipmunks get their hearts taken away in a BBS flashback like the others I would probably sob

[leastrife]

May or may not be falling into another Xigbar obsession after seeing some fanart of him

[incorrect-organization-xiii]

This isn’t a request but I want to thank you for your service and for the Radiant Garden fam content (I miss them)

I miss them too, my dude

If Nomura could just give them to me, that would be great - I would treat them right, make sure they're well fed and happy for once

[the-thirteenth-fantasy]

i'm too tired to come up with a prompt but do you have any general vexen headcanons?

I gotchu fam

-likes 80s pop music like way too much. Probably also really likes vaporwave but thinks its too weird to let anyone know he likes it.

-will happily watch trash reality tv bc it feeds into his weird superiority complex. Like he'll binge watch my strange addiction bc maybe his coworkers don't respect him but at least he's not eating drywall.

-utterly fascinated and enchanted by functional mini versions of normal tech. You ever seen those 8-ban record players w the lil tiny discs? Stuff like that. Fastest irrational purchase he'll ever make.

-he can sing but refuses to do so in front of other people under any circumstances bc he's convinced his voice is annoying. That being said, if you're reeaaally sneaky about it, you might be able to catch him humming to himself if he's moving around the lab a lot.

-irrational perfectly rational fear of the ocean. Radiant garden's water was all shallow so an expanse of it that vast where lovecraftian nightmares have been evolving for millennia? No thanks. Also really hates that one fucking pic of the elbow squid. Disgusting.

-takes board games too seriously. Do not engage in a game of monopoly with this man if you are not 1. Really bad at it or 2. Willing to see him flip a table.