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“Post four characters that you relate to and let people make assumptions about you.”

Go on. Take your pick.

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“Post four characters that you relate to and let people make assumptions about you.”

Go on. Take your pick.

Part I

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“Post four characters that you relate to and let people make assumptions about you.”

Go on. Take your pick.

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𝑇 𝑅 𝐼 𝑁 𝐼 𝑇 𝑌

You had wished for this journey of ours to be simple.

To be clean.

But things like this are never easy.

There are monsters we must slay.

Hurt we must heal.

And fears we must face.

Seconds, moments.

One

Two

Three times.

When we won’t think twice.

Nor do we feel the need to.

For in our hands we hold the key.

And within our hearts a light shines brightly.

Endlessly.

Eternally.

Forevermore.

Something that nobody could bare to touch.

To break.

Or shatter.

Not even in the darkest of nights.

Or the hollowest of shells.

Never will we lose to prevail.

Always we shall evade our expire.

And together we will find our way

Back home.

Walk the path to dawn.

To fate.

To destiny.

To wherever our hearts may guide us.

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UHH HI

We now welcome my platonic wife.

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Yours truly is a Leo.

Ansem, Xemnas, and Xehanort(whether old or young, that is up for you to decide).

Hey, Kingdom Hearts fans, can you reblog this and tag your sign and favourite kh trio? It is for science✌🏻

UPDATE: here’s the pie chart!! x

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Happy Pride Month!

Wishing all a happy Pride Month! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️✨

 In celebration of our community and its growth, I would like to share a brief listing of my personal KH LGBTQ+ Head-canons(paired with a side of OTPs):

Gay: Xehanort, Eraqus, Vexen, Lexaeus

Lesbian: Elrena/Larxene

Bi: Sora, Roxas, Aqua, Terra/Terranort

Pan: Ventus, Vanitas, Lea/Axel, Demyx, Ava

Aro: Dilan/Xaldin, Aced, Gula

Ace: Invi, Ira, Luxord

Demi: Riku/Repliku, Kairi, Ïsa/Saïx, Ienzo/Zexion

Trans: Xion(MTF)

Demiboy: Lauriam/Marluxia

Demigirl: Naminé

Sexually Unlabeled: Hayner, Pence, Olette, Braig/Xigbar, Xemnas, Ansem SOD, Luxu, Master Of Masters

OTPs:

-SoRiKai(Sora x Riku x Kairi)

-AkuSaï(Lea/Axel x Ïsa/Saïx)

-NamiXi(Naminé x Xion)

-Roxner(Roxas x Hayner)

-Xehaqus(Xehanort x Eraqus)

-Terraqua(Terra x Aqua)

-XigXem(Xigbar x Xemnas)

-LexVex(Lexaeus x Vexen)

-Zemyx(Ienzo/Zexion x Demyx)

-Vanipliku(Vanitas x Repliku)

As a person who comfortably falls beneath the Asexual umbrella(Demisexual to be exact, if you will), it has brought me great joy to witness characters who I can easily identify with. Most if not all of which have spawned from my life source(otherwise known as Kingdom Hearts)itself. With that said, I am more than open to reading any personal thoughts and or Head-canons concerning that of my very own. 

Shall we continue to thrive as one, dearest Light Dwellers. ♠️

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Xaje or whatever

Xaj(e)anort?-:

Shadow Jae:

The less elaborate stuff:

Mentally unstable Jae:

I really need to start drawing more of the Canon characters, I know, but allow a poor boy to indulge in his childish fantasies every now & then, won’t you? Besides, your feeble disagreements won’t be able to stop me either way. Muhahaha- Ahem, excuse me, that wasn’t intended it just- Slipped out… Whatever, just take some new quotes & a double parted cutscene:

*In hopes of finding P/N’s old friend & his whereabouts, our heroes stealthily weave their way through the Castle halls. Echos of lightened footsteps could be heard if one should ever stop to listen closely, an action that the trio prayed none of the many emotionless inhabitants were willing to carry out. They halt. Now sheltered by a looming wall, pale as marble, cold as ice. A figure is spotted, clad in the signature black of Organization XIII, muttering curses under his breath as the soles of his well worn boots clacked viciously against the pristine floor below.*

Protagonist: That’s him.

2nd Protagonist: Are you sure?

3rd Protagonist: How would you know?

Protagonist: He hasn’t changed a bit since I last saw him. Just look: Same hair, same eyes, same voice, same height! That’s a Jae if I ever saw one-

FOOLS! CAN’T YOU USELESS CREATURES DO ANYTHING RIGHT?!

*The silence is suddenly broken, rudely shattering the temporary calm that had graciously settled over the stiffened Keyblade Wielders. The being they had previously labeled as ‘Jae’ was now yelping a variety of soul piercing complaints at the top of his lungs. Immediately hushing their whispers.*

I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NUISANCES TO ORGANIZE MY QUARTERS THREE HOURS AGO! HAVE YOU LOST YOUR SHRUNKEN MINDS OR MUST MY ORDERS BE CLEARER?!

*They searched the area as thoroughly as their hideout would allow them to, deeply confused as to who the aggravation was being aimed at.*

AARGH!- SHOW YOURSELVES!

*As though it were nothing but a cued performance, a shocking zip-zap of glowing portals, complete with jagged streaks consisting of both light & darkness, appeared before the figure. Revealing a batch of creatures similar to that of the others our Protagonists had previously fought. Though these appeared to be much less eager & confident in their strength. Lanky, unsteady, even sporting large feathered hats & disastrous suits rather than armor. Somehow charming, though strange. At the sight of the fuming adolescent however, they fell to their shaking knees & cowered. Wiry fingers clasped tightly around their lowered heads.*

APOLOGIZING I SEE, WELL APOLOGIZE NO MORE! I’LL HAVE YOU ALL KILLED IF THIS EVER HAPPENS AGAIN! UNDERSTOOD?!

*They simply shook harder than they had been before. Their evident fear could almost be felt by the nearby intruders. He kicked the one closest to him. Harsh & abrupt. Causing both the other creatures & the hidden heroes to shrink away in fright. Whilst the victim of the attack produced a squeaky whimper of sorts.*

Tch, how pitiful indeed… Well, what are you waiting for? GO!

*With that, he left, summoning a large corridor of shadow into which he walked. Disappearing completely while his still shaken servants warped away using the same techniques as before.*

3rd Protagonist: You’re seriously telling me, that you were friends with that?-

Protagonist: Okay, maybe he’s changed a little but-

2nd Protagonist: Oh P/N you can’t be serious right now, whoever you knew back then couldn’t possibly have been this-

Protagonist: No! I know who my friend is when I see him, & that’s him! Sure he may be a tiny bit different than he was from before, but since when have first impressions ever mattered to you guys? He might just be having a bad day for all we know. I’ll follow him through the Castle until we’re alone, we’ll be able to talk this through, trust me. Till then, you guys just hang tight & look around, I won’t be long.

*P/N2 & P/N3 exchange a subtle, but nonetheless, skeptical glance before openly consulting their final decision with P/N.*

2nd Protagonist: Okay, we trust you P/N, your heart’s never let us down before, so I don’t see why it should now, right P/N3?

3rd Protagonist: Yeah, just remember, if he tries anything funny, we’ll be there at your call.

Protagonist: Got it, thanks for believing in me guys. Wish me luck!

*Forgetting that they were still technically under threat of getting caught, P/N nearly made to dash off, most likely sending an ear alerting series of heavy footsteps reverberating through the intricate structure if it weren’t for their more so careful companions.*

2nd & 3rd Protagonists: P/N! Keep it down, remember?

Protagonist: Oh- Heh, oops, sorry.

*Sheepishly, they rubbed the back of their neck & smiled before walking off, somewhat more calmly & quietly than they had originally intended to. Shaking their heads in content, P/N2 & P/N3 made to split paths with one another as well. Now focused on formulating any possible escape routes in case the worst outcome were to take place after their overly optimistic friend’s latest peacemaking plan.*

-𝙵𝚒𝚗

*Strategically, & quite anxiously, our Protagonist finds themself following closely behind the so-called ‘Jae’ , who, seemingly, is still oblivious to their persistent presence. He takes a sudden turn, leaving P/N to speedily dart behind yet another wall to their left. The unlocking of a door is heard. He enters. They follow.*

Protagonist: Woah…

*Upon the threshold revealed a hallway akin to that of the many others interlocking throughout the Castle, pale as though made from paper, bland with beauty, a now common sight for both ‘Jae’ & his well-meaning stalker. Unlike the usual scene however, the place was practically littered with papers. Some torn, others crumpled, few neatly stacked & left uncreased, most stained with great amounts of ink & covered in ebony writing, illegible from a distance. A hauntingly refreshing change of scenery was the only way to properly describe it. Before they could become too distracted though, P/N made for the lone piece of home-décor nearby: A large closet plain as the rest. Watching closely as their guide unlocked yet another doorway at the very end of the hall.*

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*P/N took a little longer to follow this time, an unwelcome dread briefly overtaking them. Of course, they wouldn’t allow it a lengthened stay. Entering the elliptical room, they found that there was practically nowhere they could possibly hide. Any signs of furniture had seemingly been erased from existence. No matter, it was now or never. Here or there. Friends or enemies.*

Protagonist: Jae?-

*As quickly as it had happened, a pointed weapon of sorts was flown directly at P/N, nearly skewering our Protagonist’s head if it had not been for their successful dodge. Unfortunately however, the clothes on their back decided to stay put. Leaving them with an upper sleeve pinned against the wall. Surprised & struggling as their attacker turned to face them. Advancing forward, expression obscured by the bangs of his hair.*

Protagonist: J-Jae! It’s me! P/N!

DON’T CALL ME THAT!- I’m Xaje now…

*In an effort to keep his dwindling calm, he faced away & took a heaving breath. Eyes closed, shoulders raised, but only for a moment.*

Protagonist: Oh! Okay okay- Cool new name! & awesome new Trenchcoat- But would you mind unsticking me so that we can head home? I still need to introduce you to my friends & tell you about all of our adventures &-

Xaje: No need, I’ve already met them. As for those adventures of yours, well, this is, quite sadly, where they end.

*Snapping his fingers, though barely producing any sound, he summoned two of the creatures from before. Unlike before however, they were now holding both P/N2 & P/N3 hostage, tightly squeezing them in what looked to be the equivalent of a spindly-armed hug.*

2nd & 3rd Protagonist: P/N!

Xaje: So, almighty Keyblade Master & their fellow light dwellers believe that one can simply infiltrate the Castle’s security protocols on their own accord now, do they?

Protagonist: Wha- I CAME HERE LOOKING FOR YOU! IT’S ME! DON’T YOU REMEMBER!? WE WERE FRIEN-

Xaje: OUR PAST RELATIONS ARE NOT OF MY CONCERN! That boy you once knew is gone, no more, he’s me now. Learn to accept it or else.

*Raising a hand towards the weapon, he magnetized it back into his grasp. Freeing P/N from it’s dangling hold, only to threateningly aim the blade at their throat afterwards. Now revealing it’s resemblance to that of a certain writing utensil.*

2nd Protagonist: Is that a-?

Xaje: Fountain Pen? Yes. Lovely isn’t it? Chic, sophisticated, perfect for extracting the hearts of your enemies.

*His words proved menacing as he inched the polished blade closer to P/N’s airways, brushing it’s sharpened edge against their delicate flesh in warning.*

3rd Protagonist: DON’T YOU DARE!-

*In an instant, their Keyblade was summoned, hampered arms twisting in a rage, legs kicking at the air. Whilst the distressed Nobody holding them swayed on it’s slender feet ever so slightly.*

3rd Protagonist: HOW IS THIS LITERAL TWIG SO STRONG?! AGH!-

Xaje: Heh, that so called ‘literal twig’ , is simply one of my many Bards. Though undeniably worthless at times, they’ve proven to be wondrous servants & even redeemable fighters if trained properly. For example, ahem, JONAH, JAQ! TIGHTEN THOSE GRIPS OF YOURS THIS INSTANT! IF EVEN ONE OF THESE NUISANCES MANAGES TO SLIP AWAY, I’LL HAVE THE BOTH OF YOU LOCKED UP & SLAIN TONIGHT! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!

*Everyone seemingly froze up at his sudden change of mood, namely the two Bards. Now shaking, their holds over the Keyblade Wielders grew tighter in a matter of seconds.*

Protagonist: ‘Jonah?’ ‘Jaq?’ You… Named them?

Xaje: Why of course! Where’s the fun in having a pack of loyal companions if you can’t even allow yourself to give them enticing little titles? Oh- How thoughtless of me to ask, you three couldn’t possibly know the answer to a question of such subject matters. Worry not, it was meant to be rhetorical anyway. Now, I’m feeling a bit generous today, so I’ll allow you the easy escape you’ve been utterly begging for. Bards, release.

*Clearly relieved to be ridding themselves of the unwanted responsibility, they straightened their arms in a rather snappy, almost plastic-like manner, allowing the unsuspecting Protagonists to plummet towards their abrupt freedom. Running to P/N’s side at a moment’s notice, Keyblades flaring to life, prepared to be used in battle. A battle that Xaje had no interest in fighting.*

Xaje: Lower those ratchet things will you? I don’t intend on dueling the hardheaded, let alone two of them at once. Get out, if I ever happen to learn of your lingering presence again, I assure you, things won’t be so simple the next time our paths decide to cross.

*He lowered his Fountain Pen, taking a brief moment to exercise the supposedly stiffened fingers of his right hand after watching the blades disappear in a cloud of violet gloom. Hardly bothering to pay another ounce of his attention to the trio before him. That was, until P/N finally regained their balance.*

Protagonist: Ja- XAJE!

Xaje: Ah yes, summon your glorious weapon of light as well why don’t you? Join in on the fun, chase your villainous foe into the dead of night, write the beginning to your most extraordinary adventure yet. Put yourselves in the danger that you so deeply crave. Go on P/N, there doesn’t seem to be anybody stopping you.

Protagonist: N-NO! That’s not what I want! I didn’t come here looking for a crazy new adventure, I came here looking for YOU! I thought that we could finally be together again! All four of us! I-

*Laughter. Cold. Cruel. Malicious. Laughter. He grasped the leather of his coat in a painful fist. Twisting it against it’s will. His form bent inward, tears almost spilling at the brims of his darkly circled eyes. All the while the audience of three stared on, disturbed looks dawning on the fear stricken frames of their faces.*

Xaje: HAHAHEHEHAHA!- HAHA- Y-YOU THINK THAT I CAN STILL BELIEVE WHAT YOU’RE SAYING, THE PROMISES YOU’RE MAKING, AFTER EVERYTHING I’VE BEEN FORCED TO LIVE THROUGH?! C-CAUSE- HEH- I SURE WOULDN’T!- OH, ‘ALL FOUR OF US’ THEY SAY! ‘TOGETHER!’ HAHAHA!- Y-YEAH! TOGETHER, UNTIL ONE OF US STARTS TO MATTER SIGNIFICANTLY LESS THAN THE OTHER THREE, UNTIL ONE OF US STARTS TO STRAY FARTHER FROM THE REST, UNTIL ONE OF US FINALLY REALIZES THAT THE ONLY WAY HE CAN TRULY BE COMPLETE IS BY GIVING HIS HEART TO THE DARKNESS! I BET THAT ONE OF US MEANT A WHOLE LOT HUH?!-

…

*His sudden burst of hysteria was gone as quickly as it had arrived. A quivering hand to his face as he turned to look back at the still-shocked heroes. Unsteadily removing it to reveal a more so grounded expression: Contempt. Eyelids low, outlines forged by long nights spent awake more pronounced than ever, irises the color of addictively caffeinated espresso. Bitter, unwelcome.*

Xaje: Bards, remove.

Protagonist: NO WAIT!-

2nd Protagonist: HEY!-

3rd Protagonist: LET US GO!-

Protagonist: JAE!

*He spoke no more, despite their screams. Silently entering a portal of his own while they were forcefully carried off into the other. An undesired distance now settled over a friendship that no longer is, but once was. A chapter lost. The rest returned whence they came.*

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It was primarily my intention to draw these four in pairs as I did with Ael(eus)-Pal & Dil(an)-Pickle, but seeing how I absentmindedly(& quite unfortunately)messed up with the sizing…:

Also decided to try something a bit different for Braig:

I have officially decided to postpone the original Organization XIII doodles challenge of which I had initially set up for myself beforehand, naively believing, at the time, that I’d still be honing the same level of motivation & artistic inspiration as i had then, till now. A sentiment that has since proven itself terribly false. Oh I should’ve known that those bursts of creativity wouldn’t last for long… No matter! I’ve returned, yet again, with a newly completed batch of Numbers I, II, III, IV, V, & VI’s Somebodies, as briefly featured residing in the world of Radiant Garden on certain occasions throughout the series.

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How Xaje’s battles usually go

I simply needed to rid my system of all ‘self indulgent distractions’ , so, as promised, here’s the comic. Thank you for your patience, I hope my low caliber work isn’t coming as an annoyance to you all.

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Been a while since I asked you something but Out of curiosity. If Xaje Had to Fight any of my Nightbringers, who would He choose?

Xaje: Bunko was it? The freckled flute playing menace? Yes yes, them. Now, very few know me, & even fewer know me well, but if you find that you’re amongst those rare few you would know that I don’t particularly take pride in my combative skills. But do not misunderstand fool! I am still quite capable of delivering a finishing blow or two whenever I may please(especially so when angered, but on the more mundane occurrence, I’d rather use my dearest Fountain Pen to write rather than fight). Therefore, if given the opportunity to choose, I’d prefer to duel a timid, more so emotionally coated opponent, someone I can easily grab ahold of from the inside & slowly begin to manipulate their weaknesses out. Bit by bit they’ll unravel, &, by the swift oscillation of my blades, allow me a facile victory. Oh how words can make even the greatest of feats sound so, so simple. Though, without a doubt, these Nightbringers are surely a foe to be feared… *Sigh* Yes, even our local amateur musician Bunko here.

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A new wave of doodles

The Idiot himself in all of his glory:

‘˚✧₊⁎ 𝑊 𝑂 𝑊 ⁎⁺˳✧༚’ :

I beg of you light dwellers not to come after me with all your Keyblades in the air, for I simply think it’s cute-:

Been watching The Owl House & decided to doodle Zexion & Demyx in their(Head Canon)Coven uniforms:

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Various doodles to fight the insufferable art block

Concept design/reference sheet for Xaje’s Lesser Nobodies(Bards):

Xaje’s joke weapons(the Pointless Quill & Eraser-less Pencil):

A newly recompleted Jae & tiny protagonist:

‘Shoo! Get away you bothersome creature of light! This here is my bread! Mine! Not yours!-’ :

Battle description + doodle:

As previously stated during my first rendition of Organization members I, II, & III, yours truly is currently(& quite unfortunately)caught within the throes of an art block. &, as painstakingly desperate as I am to get the progress moving along, that bloody motivation sucking monster simply won’t allow me to do so without a fight. So, here I am now, chipping away at smaller, more manageable, subject matters(including that of a soon-to-be-posted comic). Hopefully you’ll all still be patiently waiting till then. Here, take two of my latest unanimated cutscenes:

*Standing atop the balcony of an undisclosed building, our hero & villain find themselves eyeing an obliviously lovestruck duo strolling dreamily below. Protagonist, with admiration, & Xaje… Not so much.*

Protagonist: Aww, they’re together! Isn’t that just the most romantic thing!

Xaje: Ugh, romance this & romance that, don’t you light dwellers ever grow tired of the sappy genre?

Protagonist: Well it isn’t my favorite thing of course, but still- There’s just something magical about seeing… You know… That.

*The camera pans down onto the couple once more, now revealing that they’ve embraced each other in a sense(much to Xaje’s disgust).*

Xaje: Oh the things love will make people do, such foolishness simply cannot be handled without at least the slightest whim of violence. Here, allow me to demonstrate.

*He snaps his fingers, swift & sudden, summoning a manageable, but nonetheless shocking, amount of his Bards. Watching with malevolent satisfaction as they interrupted the lovers in their moment.*

Protagonist: XAJE NO!-

*In a haste to halt the unnecessary attack, our Protagonist summons their Keyblade & rushed to jump down towards the scene, would Xaje have not removed the creatures himself. Which, luckily, he had. Using his free hand, he grabbed their arm in a vice grip seconds before they could leap.*

Xaje: Tch, save the heroics for a better time P/N, that was simply a brief demonstration of my words, remember? Besides, these two can handle themselves.

*Nodding towards the sweethearts, who were now in a state of utter shock rather than dreaminess, he scowled.*

Protagonist: YOU SCARED THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS OUTTA THEM YOU SOULLESS RAT!

Xaje: ‘Soulless Rat?’ Heh, well that’s new.

Protagonist: & DON’T FORGET DARKNESS DRUNKEN, PEN COLLECTING, ENGLISH LANGUAGE ARTS OBSESSED, ANGSTY FANFIC WRITER!-

Xaje: Wow, I’m impressed. How long did it take you to come up with all that?

Protagonist: A lil while I guess, I’m not exactly sure what goes on in that misshapen brain of mine when I’m all fired up, you know?

Xaje: I’d understand that more than anyone P/N.

*They stood in silence for a short moment. Xaje’s hand still closed tightly around Protagonist’s arm. His grip steadily increasing as the seconds ticked by.*

Protagonist: Hey uh- Xaje, my arm-

Xaje: Oh- M-My apologies, I forgot.

*In an attempt to hide his embarrassment, he released them, dusting his hands off as he did.*

Protagonist: It’s fine. Just- Maybe don’t send a mob of Nobodies after innocent bystanders next time.

Xaje: Tch, I’ll send a mob of Nobodies after anyone I please, they do belong to me after all. It’s only right that I use them to fulfill my duty.

Protagonist: & your ‘duty’ is to harm innocent people who’re just trying to be happy? Xaje… You know that’s not-

HEY ARE YOU TWO OKAY UP THERE?!

*Suddenly interrupted by one of the partners’ concerned voice, Protagonist made to reassure them. Xaje however, had other plans in mind.*

Protagonist: YEAH! WE’RE- I MEAN, I’M FINE! THANKS! SORRY ABOUT THOSE NOBOD-

*Heckled once more, Protagonist abruptly felt themself getting pulled back, now unable to complete their intended statements.*

Xaje: Silence yourself fool! These are mere commoners! We can’t risk being seen-

Protagonist: NO! YOU CAN’T RISK BEING SEEN! YOU’RE ALWAYS RUNNING AWAY & HIDING SOMEWHERE IN THE DARK REALM! ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME DO THAT TOO?!

*Knowing that it wasn’t a good time to argue, let alone fight, Xaje promptly awakened his shadow & ordered it to keep our struggling Protagonist subdued before summoning a portal which lead back to the Castle That Never Was.*

Xaje: Come along now P/N, we’ll settle this elsewhere.

*In they went, a Nobody, his shadow, & a captured Hero reduced to nothing.*

-𝙵𝚒𝚗

*Upon their arrival at the castle, & specifically the more so secluded half of it, Xaje unlocked one of the many corridors before him, revealing a vast expanse of ivory emptiness. Regal white walls coated in ebony shadow. Carelessly releasing our Protagonist into the lovely abyss.*

Xaje: Stay here, It’s not like I’ll be allowing you an easy escape anytime soon. Not until I get what I want that is…

Protagonist: Xaje, what do you want?

*The question caught him off guard, leaving the Nobody with a blank slate rather than a witty comeback.*

Xaje: I… I don’t know…

Protagonist: Well… Whatever it is, I’m sure you’ll be able to find it if you’d just choose to accept the light for once-

Xaje: NO! IT MAY NOT COME AS OBVIOUS TO A DIMWIT LIKE YOU, BUT THE SECOND I LEAVE THIS STATE OF NONEXISTENCE I’LL REVERT BACK INTO THAT USELESS BOY WHO COULDN’T DO ANYTHING BUT CRY OVER ALL OF HIS IRREPARABLE FLAWS! HAVE YOU NOT A MIND TO UNDERSTAND HOW HARROWING THAT WOULD SEEM?! HOW AGONIZING IT WOULD FEEL?!

Protagonist: But just for once you’d be real! You’d be YOU!

Xaje: WHAT IF I DON’T LIKE ME!?-

*For a moment, he could almost feel the ever so familiar trickle of teardrops making their escape from the prison of his eyes. A distant memory he longed to forget. One that belonged to a heart whom he wished to permanently discard. A feeling that was far too tired of being caged. But still, he refused to let it out, not here, not now, & especially not in front of this overtly gifted hero. Thus, he silenced himself, just as he had done countless times before, he denied his being of a true release, masking the pain with a false sense of anger & cruel empowerment instead. Destroying the bud of a newly sprouted heart.*

Xaje: I- … Look… My motivations may not be the clearest, but I know there’s one thing I’ll definitely need in order to get to them: Power, & you along with your little companions can provide me with just that. So, till the time comes, you’ll stay put & do as I say, you’re the bait in this operation of mine, is that clear?

Protagonist: Xaje please-

Xaje: Is. That. Clear?

Protagonist: … Yes…

Xaje: Good.

*Upon successfully implementing the forced agreement, Xaje swiftly turned to leave the otherwise vacant quarters, intending to keep the Keyblade Wielder locked up until they would become of further use.*

Protagonist: Wait!-

*Reluctantly, he stopped in his tracks to look back at them, a distinct scowl evident in his gaze.*

Xaje: Ugh, what could you possibly need now fool?

Protagonist: Promise me something, please-

Xaje: Tch- & just what might that be?

Protagonist: Do whatever it is that you must, destroy me if you have to, but please, don’t hurt my friends! They may seem a little hardheaded at times but that’s only because they never knew you like I did!… They never knew how different you used to be… How kind you once were…

*The everlasting gratitude could be felt in their words, still gentle & so very patient despite their captor’s deeply contrasting demeanor. I suppose you’d expect no less from a hero.*

Xaje: Fine… Though I’d prefer not to keep any promises, I’ll do my best to uphold your wishes this one time. But be warned, don’t allow yourself to become too expectant now P/N. When the time comes for me to fight, I’ve nothing left but to do so. Understand?

Protagonist: Yes, I understand…

Xaje: Very well then, I believe now would be a good time for me to leave?

Protagonist: O-Of course…

*Resisting the urge to roll his tired eyes, he advanced towards the threshold. Nearly making his escape when a certain naively gracious voice called out to him from behind… Again.*

Protagonist: Hey- Uh Xaje?- Just one last thi-

Xaje: WHAT IN THE NAME OF KINGDOM HEARTS COULD YOU POSSIBLY HAVE LEFT TO SAY?!

Protagonist: T-THANK YOU!- I really mean it by the way…

Xaje: … Whatever… Your cheapened gratifications mean nothing to me either way. In fact, I’d appreciate it so much more if you’d just learn to quiet that insufferable voice of yours. Hmm? What do you say?

*Shrugging in a rather sarcastic manner, he left. For real this time. Listening with his eyes closed as the door shut behind him, sending a melancholic echo all throughout the elegant palace of sorrowful souls. Leaving his prisoner to wallow in their accepted despair.*

-𝙵𝚒𝚗

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Organization XIII doodles(Part 1)

Also, I was challenged by my younger sibling to give Number III a female love interest:

As seen above, I’ve managed to provide the drawings of our first three Organization XIII members, but I find that the whereabouts of their origins are far more enticing than the drawings in question themselves: The scheme initially came to me when I absentmindedly doodled Xigbar in a fairly theatrical pose, all based off of an X(courtesy of my boredom-drunk-artist’s-hand, & yes, by ‘X’ I do seriously mean an X. Slightly curved with imperfections, but nonetheless still an obvious representation of the letter X). The idea struck my fancy & I thought it quite ingenious. Honestly, It’s not everyday an artist as mediocre & unadventurous as yours truly decides to sculpt a multitude of stylized exaggerations, each of which depicting versions of the human body, out nothing more than a handful of strategically ruined X’s, correct? So I set to it almost immediately, adding the finishing touches to our Freeshooter before turning my attention to the Superior himself(who was, surprisingly enough, drawn second after his own Number II). Then came our Whirlwind Lancer, & followed inevitably by, my art block. With all previously collected inspirations lost to cruel mental exhaustion, I couldn’t do much other than wait out the drawl, scrounge the very edges of our world in hopes of finding even the slightest hint of inventiveness, & doodle occasionally when it mercifully swayed me. I was left stranded on a desolate island surrounded by ideas that once were but no longer showed to unviable eyes. Stuck with nothing more than the blank torsos of Numbers IV, V, & VI. Though without a doubt, I desperately look forward to further extending my progress in this self assigned challenge & sharing it with you all once I eventually get my troubled self sorted out in the near future. As for the time being, take these new quotes & a death scene originally meant to assist me in letting out some portion of my despair:

“Indeed, we lack the ability to feel in any proper manner, but why feel when grief, anguish, & sorrow is all that there is to it? You see light dweller, emotions are nothing more than pain.”

-𝚇𝚊𝚓𝚎(I unknowingly based this one off of Xemnas’ final words in KH3, so if you find that there’s a certain resemblance between the two, this is why. Apologies for my absentmindedness, I should’ve known that the phrase I had elicited seemed far too familiar for a reason)

“Hate, one of the more powerful words within my expansive arsenal. Any being well versed enough in the English language, such as myself, would only ever dare to use it during the most perilous of verbal enragement. & you must know by now that there is nothing I hate more than insensitive, selfish, & overwhelmingly dimwitted light dwellers such as yourself.”

-𝚇𝚊𝚓𝚎

“Indeed, I loathe this world to the deepest extent imaginable, but that is only because I loathe myself even more so deeply… Hatred can be the most detrimental of sicknesses, incredibly so if it is hatred aimed at oneself.”

-𝚇𝚊𝚓𝚎

“I’m not mean!- I’m just… Not used to being nice… Especially not after spending all of that time devoid of any true emotion…”

-𝙹𝚊𝚎

Protagonist: H-Hey, it’s gonna be okay-

Xaje: OF COURSE YOU’D THINK THAT! WHAT WOULD A NEAR PERFECT LIGHT DWELLER LIKE YOURSELF KNOW ABOUT THE PAIN WE NOBODIES HAVE BEEN DEALT! THE PAIN I’VE BEEN DEALT!

Protagonist: I-

Xaje: YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE USELESS, TO FEEL LIKE NOTHING YOU DO WILL EVER BE GOOD ENOUGH, TO BE WRONG IN EVERY SINGLE WAY POSSIBLE! BECAUSE UNLIKE ME, YOU WERE BORN RIGHT! INSIDE & OUT YOU WERE MADE PERFECT! YOU NEVER NEEDED TO CHANGE A THING! YET THAT FOOLISHLY DETERMINED HEART OF YOURS JUST NEVER SEEMED TO GIVE OUT! NEVER, NOT EVEN IN THE FACE OF SUPREME DARKNESS ITSELF! YOU WERE EVEN STUPIDLY NAIVE ENOUGH TO BE CHOSEN BY A KEYBLADE!-

Protagonist: …

Xaje: Heh… Stupidly naive enough to be loved… To have friends… To know the warmth of acceptance… To have a heart…

Protagonist: Xaje…

Xaje: Tch, spare me your worthless sentiments P/N… It’s not like I’ll be able to hear them anyway once I’ve finished fading… Wha- Let go of me this instant fool- I’d greatly prefer to spend my last moments free of your filthy human contact-

Protagonist: First of all, Rude- & Second of all, It’s called a hug, jerk.

Xaje: Ah yes, the peculiar act you sappy light dwellers use to signify physical affection during which two or more beings successfully partake in the spreading of their many infectious diseases whilst attempting to show some mystical form of true heartfelt emotion, correct?

Protagonist: Ew no- Okay kind of- but try looking at it this way instead, our hearts are connecting. I’m letting you know that I care & that you aren’t alone, because I’m here for you, because I accept you… Because we’re friends.

Xaje: What heart? The last time I checked, us Nobodies aren’t able to exhibit the trait of mushy pink blobs containing romanticized magic within our dark forms, nor do we fancy the idea of befriending those who once turned their backs on us in the face of adversity-

Protagonist: Would you shut up with all the textbook definitions? I’m just trying to help you understand the concept of being human a little more.

Xaje: Who are you to teach me, a Nobody, when you yourself have failed to understand our dynamics countless times before? Get off, your light ridden touch is causing my eyes to water uncontrollably-

Protagonist: Hey!- What is there left for me to understand?!

Xaje: It appears my story has alas reached it’s final chapter, for the time being at least…However, promise be made, I’ll explain it all to you in full detail at a better time, in a better place, perhaps in the next life. Farewell, P/N…

Protagonist: Later I guess… Geez, what is it with these complicated jerks & their last minute redemption arcs? It’s almost as if they’re purposely trying to make me tear up-

-𝙵𝚒𝚗

Progress shots:

[xae-in-a-coat]

Actually if you wanna,could you also do opinions on Kumo and Tsuki?

Xaje: One too clingy & the other protective enough to postpone a victory in the name of his friends? Tch, they deserve each other. But with all utmost sincerity, it’d be quite simpleminded of me to deny the fact that this particular duo has managed to spark a certain memory from within the deepest depths of my psyche. A memory of which I believed had been lost to anguish years ago… A memory that I once held dear… No matter, though I’ve not a heart to endear the artistry of an adequate friendship, I can still take the time to appreciate that it is up to par in terms of competent-relationship-standards(according to those typically scatterbrained light dwellers anyway). Heh, & besides, it’s always a treat to watch their demises slowly unfold, see how they’ll turn traitor on one another in the matter of seconds, laying waste to all those many years of supposedly irreplaceable bonds. Typical light dwellers indeed… Of course I doubt any such interference will take place for this- What was it that they were called again? Ah yes, this Dream Trio, without the skilled hand of a manipulator operating on their systems. So I suppose I can give them that…

-𝙵𝚒𝚗

Also, dearest thanks for all of the support & encouragement. It means a whole lot to me. Though I’m not particularly good at showing any form of gratitude through my words- Thank you. ^^'''

[xae-in-a-coat]

Heya, Just wanted to drop to say your KH oc Looks great. Wanted to know If you could Tell me Xajes opinion on Taiyo.

Xaje: Hm, I sense a potential here that is practically waiting to be killed by its lack of self preservation, & by it I mean her. Gifted with the ever so sought after Keyblade, yet cursed with the sickness of heroism. Like so many others, she can’t seem to ignore the bothersome pleas of needed assistance, yet deep down, she fears her enemies to some substantial measure. Don’t waste your time in a state of limbo, Taiyo, pick a side & stick to it. Give into your pessimistic nature or lose the optimistic front. A life caught between the lines will only end with you killed. Then again, she is a light dweller, so it comes as no surprise to me that her glee ridden life form would insinuate such foolish energy. The very same could be said for that Keyblade she now wields.

-𝙵𝚒𝚗