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jasmariswonderland · 2 years

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“I told you before, I’m not a princess!”

Kalai is my primary KH OC. She is young noblewoman and keyblade wielder originally from Radiant Garden. Her Nobody Alixka was member No. 0 in the original Organization XIII and was also a reserve member of the Thirteen Seekers of Darkness. The illegitimate daughter of Dilan and a woman from a noble family, she is sent to live with Ansem the Wise in his castle with his apprentices soon after turning 11. This is where her story begins.

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💜Basic Information💜

Full Name ~ Kalai Lindworm (nee Rowan)

DOB ~ February 5th

Homeworld ~ Radiant Garden

Other Residences ~ The World that Never Was, The Land of Departure

Organization Title ~ Maiden of Tempests

Family ~ Dilan (Father), Ilise (Mother, deceased), Anila (Grandmother), Ansem the Wise (Great Uncle), Iris (Sister), Adelen (Sister) Tarian (Grandfather, deceased), Adura and Haneul (Great grandparents, deceased), Athena (Niece), Cyrus (Nephew), Zephyr (Son), Taima (Daughter), Mateo (Adopted Son), Liliane(Adopted Daughter)

Friends ~ Kairi, Ienzo, Aqua, Namine, Moana

Lovers ~ Lauriam and Elrena

Enemies ~ Xemnas, Luxu, Young Xehanort, Kali

Voice Claim (EN) ~ Brina Palencia

Voice Claim (JP) ~ Nana Mizuki

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💜Name💜

The name Kalai comes from the Hawaiian name “Kala” which means princess or lady. It can also refer to the Pua Kala, a white flower that grows in the volcanic areas on the Hawaiian islands. Kala are also similar in appearance to the flower of her creator's namesake.

The other part of her name, “ai” comes from the Japanese word for love.

Outside the Kingdom Hearts universe, her name translates roughly to mean “lady of love” but within her story, Kalai is named after a small white flower that grows in many worlds and thrives even in the harshest climates. Within the culture of Radiant Garden in which she was raised, they represent strength and nobility. Her name means “noble strength”.

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💜Personality💜

Kalai’s personality goes through many changes throughout her journey. As a child, she is timid with occasional outbursts of anger and a fear of rejection. The result of an abusive upbringing in the home of her stepfather. As she ages, she begins to exhibit a more outgoing personality. In many ways, she is like her father, determined, temperamental, passionate if not occasionally stubborn, but noble above everything else.

Alixka on the other hand is coquettish and headstrong with many of Kalai’s less likable traits accelerated. She hates being seen as weak and only shows vulnerability to those she’s closest to. From the beginning, she questions whether Nobodies are capable of feeling and doesn’t pretend not to have emotions like many others in the Organization.

Post Organization, Kalai is a perfect mix of being ladylike and fearless. A fighting spirit with a deep sense of purpose, she wants only to be happy and protect those she loves.

Her hobbies include adventuring, sparring, reading, and playing the harp. She’s also very skilled with needle and thread and another thing she enjoys doing is making dolls in the likeness of her friends. She hates snakes, being belittled, being called “Princess”, and she’s not a big fan of spicy food. For a long time, she held a somewhat irrational fear of Dreameaters, but it’s something she eventually overcomes. To the point that she becomes the owner of a bunny spirit that she calls Mimi.

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💜Physical Appearance💜

With her long dark hair and amethyst eyes, Kalai strongly resembles her father though naturally, her features are softer. Her hair is typically worn loose down her back or with a half-crown braid resting against the rest of her hair.

She stands at about 5ft 7in with a strong but slender build. The fact that she wears mostly purple is a reference to her noble background and the fact that purple is the color most associated with The Whirlwind Lancer.

Kalai’s story begins when she is 11 years old, and she is currently 25.

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💜Background💜

Kalai’s parents met when Dilan was still a trainee with the Royal Guard, and Ilise was staying in her uncle’s castle to finish her education, her family already planning her marriage to a provincial governor. Despite this, Ilise fell in love with the guardsman, and over time, he returned that love.

They had plans to elope, but soon after discovering she was pregnant, her family removed her from the castle and quickly married her off. Her new husband reluctantly agreed to claim Ilise’s newborn child as his own on the condition that Ilise never see Dilan again, threatening to have him arrested for good measure.

Even if Ilise was willing to lie about Kalai’s paternity, the truth couldn’t be more obvious regarding her appearance, something her husband severely admonishes her for. The first eleven years of Kalai’s life are spent in the cold grandeur of her stepfather’s household along with four younger step-siblings; Lucio, Lucia, Iris, and Adelen.

Pre BBS

Despite his promise to pass her off as his own, from the start, Ilise’s husband was extremely resentful of Kalai’s presence in his house, doubly so because she strongly resembles his romantic rival in looks and temperament. A living reminder of all he is not in his wife's eyes. It’s a resentment he passed to his own children and he actively encouraged them to mistreat Kalai. There was little Ilise could do to stop this.

Around the age of 8, Kalai begins to exhibit traces of an inherited affinity with the wind, further fueling her stepfather’s hatred of her and making the next few years of her life even more difficult to the point that she instinctively forces her affinity into a subconscious state. She would continue to show no sign of magical ability until more than a decade later when she becomes a Nobody. School was no easier for her as she was a frequent target of bullying from her siblings and their friends. Her temper often got her in trouble as well.

Things come to a head soon after her 11th birthday when her stepfather decides he no longer wants her under his roof. She is sent away in what she thinks is a punishment at first but turns out to be a blessing in disguise as her new guardians treat her with far more kindness than she had previously ever known. In Ansem the Wise, she finds a loving caretaker and in Ienzo she finds a true friend. Kalai also meets Kairi and becomes her friend and meets her true father though she is not yet aware of this.

BBS and Post-BBS

After a happy year of living in the castle, Unversed attack Radiant Garden. During the crisis, Kalai and Ienzo escape the castle and are both accosted by the monsters. Kalai encounters Terra, who helps her when she is attacked, and later she is cornered by Vanitas who would have killed her if Dilan had not come to her rescue.

This harrowing experience prompts her desire to be stronger and never again be defenseless. She begins spending more of her free time with the guards and expresses an interest in joining their ranks. Dilan teaches her to use a lance and it’s decided that she will join the Royal Guard after her seventeenth birthday.

Around the same time, Ansem the Wise takes in Xehanort and he begins his experiments on the heart. The other apprentices join him and start making Emblem Heartless. When the danger becomes clear and Xehanort begins to tempt Kalai to join in on the experiments, Dilan realizes that she is no longer safe in the castle and arranges for her to live with Kairi and her grandmother.

When Radiant Garden falls to darkness, Kalai is separated from them and ends up in Traverse Town where she befriends other refugees from her fallen homeworld. She is taken in by an elderly couple that own a flower shop and for the next few years, her life is reasonably peaceful. Unfortunately, things take a turn for the worse when she is ambushed by heartless and loses her heart.

Organization XIII, Pre-CoM

Sometime later, Xaldin finds her unconscious in The World That Never Was. Upon recognizing her, he brings her to The Castle That Never Was and Xemnas gives her a new name: Alixka.

As a member of Organization XIII, Alixka holds the rank of 0 due to her connection with the founding members. It is strongly implied that had Dilan not sent her away, Xehanort had designs to make her a founding member as well. When she reawakens as a Nobody, her memories of her life as Kalai are gone but slowly return over time. The senior members are all extremely protective of her, especially Xaldin.

Nearly the moment she is introduced into their ranks, Alixka attracts the attention of two members in particular. Marluxia and Larxene both find her fascinating but while the latter pretends not to like her at first, the former goes out of his way to seduce her. Though she is wary of him at first, Alixka realizes she is also attracted to Marluxia after six months in the Organization. They begin a relationship that becomes deeper over time.

Unfortunately, her new relationship puts her at odds with the senior members, who hold contempt for the more junior members. As time progresses, Alixka also begins to question if Nobodies truly are not capable of feeling emotion and for that reason, joins Marluxia’s plot to overthrow the Organization with Larxene joining the coup (and relationship) soon after.

CoM and Post-CoM

Alixka becomes Lady of Castle Oblivion and follows Marluxia's plans in all ways but one, she constantly feels conflicted in how he is using Namine and goes out of her way to show kindness to the fragile girl. Marluxia see’s Alixka’s kindness and uses it as an incentive to keep Namine under his control. He’s also the only Organization member (besides Lexaeus) who knows the truth about who’s Alixka’s father. Despite his genuine affection for her, he is not above holding this information over her when she becomes upset about his treatment of Namine.

Unfortunately, their plans fail thanks to Axel and when Alixka goes to Zexion to plead for help, he tries to kill her and is saved at the last moment by an intruding Xaldin. He brings her to Twilight Town and when Axel tracks her down, Alixka blackmails him by threatening to expose his own traitorous actions in Castle Oblivion.

Once she returns to The Castle that Never Was, she becomes determined to bring Xemnas down and exact revenge for her lovers’ deaths. To keep herself alive, she decides to seduce the Superior, hoping to get closer to him and expose his sinister designs for the rest of the Organization whom he is deceiving.

But behind the scenes, Saix is plotting his own rise to power with Axel, and now with Alixka standing in the way, they conspire to get rid of her. Axel gets his hands on some of Vexen’s old research about Xion and Saix uses them to temporarily reprogram her to assassinate Alixka. Her demise as a Nobody is what eventually drags Xaldin into a furious downward spiral.

The Final World and Pre-KH3

Between re-completion, Kalai finds herself in The Final World. There, she briefly reunites with her mother’s spirit, apologizing to her daughter for all the neglect and abuse she suffered at her husband’s hands and her own indifference to her in life. Before Kalai returns to humanity, she tells her mother that she forgives her and loves her and will always keep her memory in her heart.

The re-completed Kalai returns to Traverse Town, where she is nursed back to health by her friends Aerith, Yuffie and Leon. They explain to her what had been happening, about the heartless and about Sora. They also tell her their plans to return to their old world to help restore it to its former glory.

KH3

On the night before their departure, Kalai is approached by two men in black coats. They turn out to be Saix and a time-traveling Young Xehanort with the offer to become one of the Thirteen Seekers of Darkness. At this point, she understands the true purpose of Organization XIII and refuses. But as she tries to flee she is taken hostage and norted solely because Xemnas wanted her back under his control, having become obsessed with her.

Her time under Master Xehanort is brief but tumultuous, though made a little easier by some old companions also under him.

When Vexen approaches her with a proposition to betray the seekers and return home, she finds herself conflicted. True, she could be reunited with her Radiant Garden family and as a reserve member she could probably escape, but in doing that she would also be abandoning Marluxia and Larxene and she is determined that they should never be separated again.

Kali

One effect of Master Xehanort’s influence on her heart is the emergence of a nightmarish demon known as Kali (“the shadow” or “Anti-Kalai” within universe). Kali is the shadowy remnant of Kalai’s heartless and all of her sorrow, rage, and fears, taken human form. She thrives on Kalai’s darkness and continues to survive even after her second-recompletion, longing for her to finally accept her darkness to take vengeance on the world and those who have wronged Kalai in the past.

Post-KH3, Return to Radiant Garden

By the time Kalai escapes the Organization, she understands at last who her true father is and their reunion is a very heartfelt one. The first months after the Keyblade War, however, are not easy ones for her. She profoundly regrets leaving Marluxia and Larxene behind to their grim fates and soon begins to experience terrible nightmares about her past with the Organization. And Kali continues to torment her.

Eventually, Iris and Adelen return to Kalai’s life after their father has died and they have a falling out with their other siblings. They wish to be better people and reconcile with their outcast older sister. Naturally, Kalai is extremely wary of them and Kali later reveals in a nightmare that she was the one who killed Iris and Adelen’s father.

This revelation shocks Kalai into determination to banish the darkness in her heart once and for all, refusing to let her past dictate her future. In this spirit, she begins to accept her sisters’ presence in the castle and by the end of the year, they are as close as any sisters can hope to be.

Graceful Destiny

On the final night of the year, Kalai is formally welcomed into the Royal Guard. Even with the heartless return to her world in the coming months, she lives peacefully (and more importantly, happily) with her castle family. In time she realizes many of the citizens still don’t trust Ansem The Wise due to his hand in initially bringing the heartless to their world. His remorse on the matter is genuine and Kalai goes out of her way to help repair the broken bond between the Sage King and his subjects.

Eventually, her efforts are rewarded when she is finally reunited with Laruiam and Elrena who have sought her out to assist them in searching for the other Dandelions and Strelitzia.

Reluctantly, her castle family part with her but while preparing to leave, there is a vicious Heartless attack. During this raid, Kalai’s weapon shatters but transforms into a Keyblade, the ability to use it being unknowingly bequeathed to her when she touches and holds Lauriam’s.

After tracking down Ventus to the Land of Departure, it’s decided that Kalai must learn how to properly use her fantastic new weapon before they can set out on their quest. They live there while she trains under Master Aqua, along with her old friend Kairi.

Present and Beyond

Kalai and her friends spend the next year visiting different worlds to either take down Heartless and searching for the New Seven Hearts. While this is seemingly no different from her days in the Organization, she now fights on the side of light. However, neither she nor her companions suspect that the final Princess of Heart is Adelen, her youngest sister.

This revelation marks a shift in both Kalai’s relationship with Adelen and her relationship with Aqua. Because of Kalai’s past as a vessel of Xehanort, Yen Sid feared she’d be a corrupting influence and pressured Aqua into deliberately keeping the info from both Kalai and Adelen. They only realize the truth when Adelen is unintentionally put in danger. At the cost of temporarily severing the trust between Master and student.

Fearing that she will never be free of her past and with Kali tormenting her again, Kalai goes into self-imposed exile for several months before Kairi and Adelen can convince her of her true goodness. She vows to always protect her sister from the dark forces, shattering all animosity between them once and for all.

Finally, when Kairi and Riku are given a lead to Sora’s whereabouts, they depart the Realm of Light to a world called Quadratum. With Kairi gone, Aqua requests that Kalai return to the Land of Departure with Lauriam and Elrena to continue training, realizing how wrong she was to keep the truth about Adelen from her. She agrees while she is still sometimes haunted by shadows of her past, Kalai will continue to strive to create a brighter future for herself and those she loves, becoming a paragon of her namesake.

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💜Relationships💜

Dilan/Xaldin ~ Her beloved father and probably the most important person in her life. Their relationship begins rather complexly. While he never held any resentment towards Kalai, his heartbreak where her mother was concerned is why he had such a cynical outlook on the concept of love and his cold and distant manner towards her in her youth. But as she ages, father and daughter become closer and he is thrilled when she begins to show interest in the lance. Dilan teaches her how to fight, defend herself, and emphasizes the importance of intelligence and personal nobility, refusing to praise anything but her intellect, kindness, or skills. His overprotective nature prompts him to send Kalai away when Xehanort’s experiments get out of hand. His love continues even after they become Nobodies and only after her demise does he begin to exhibit the sadistic coldness that he shows towards Beast and Belle. With her return, Dilan feels that his heart is truly re-complete and thawed and while she has grown into a formidable warrior, he still feels extremely protective of her. He will not hesitate to chase down anyone who dares to harm his sweet girl, so Heaven help you if you even look at her in a way he doesn’t like.

Lauriam/Marluxia and Elrena/Larxene ~ Kalai’s two lovers. They met while still in the Organization and while their relationships don’t get off on the very best start, in time they come to really care for each other. Larxene already loved Marluxia for a very long time and was in a casual relationship before Alixka’s arrival. Initially, they only want her as a plaything, and Marluxia in particular sees her as a means of gaining the upper hand over the senior members when he realizes that she is Xaldin’s child and that it’s supposed to be a secret. But he changes tune when he realizes that Alixka herself is unaware that Xaldin is her father. Marluxia comes to admire her kindness and in a twisted way, envies her closeness to the senior members because, as he puts it to Larxene, “she has something to hold onto, we are not so fortunate.” As time passes, their dissatisfaction with the Organization brings the three closer. By the time they are under Master Xehanort, the uncertainty of their situation brings them together in the fullest sense of the word. With recompetion, they finally have the chance to be happy without the looming threat of outside forces driving them apart. Lauriam is the softer, more reserved lover whom Kalai can go to for romantic tenderness. He likes to call her Rosebud, a nickname she didn’t always like but grew to find endearing. Elrena on the other hand is more snarky, with blunt honesty that can sometimes seem cold but is always well-intentioned. She also has a love of teasing Kalai that recompletion has only slightly dulled. But when push comes to shove, Elrena is fiercely devoted to her and often says “No one is allowed to fuck with Kalai except me!”

Iris and Adelen ~ The kinder of Kalai’s four younger siblings.

Anila ~ Kalai’s paternal grandmother and a former Keyblade Master, originally from Scala ad Caelum.

Ienzo/Zexion ~ Kalai’s childhood friend when she first arrived in the Capital as a young girl. Because Ienzo lost his parents so young and was raised by Ansem and his apprentices, he never had the chance to interact with other children. So he takes an immediate liking to Kalai; at first, he loves her as an older sister but later as a woman. This love goes unnoticed and is discouraged as Xehanort gains more influence, with him deliberately acting to keep them apart to tempt Kalai to join in on his experiments. Naturally, Zexion is extremely jealous and hurt when Alixka was getting closer to Marluxia and Larxene. Doubly so because his superior has always drilled into him the idea that feelings were an illusion for his kind. In his anger and confusion, he inflicts terrible pain onto her, ultimately forfeiting his chance to have a place in her heart. Now recompleted, Ienzo holds a tremendous amount of guilt where Kalai is concerned and hopes that they can rekindle their friendship, one day at a time.

Kairi ~ Kalai’s best friend. When Kairi was growing up, she was one of the youngest children living in the Capital of Light and consequently did not have many friends. While playing in the gardens by the castle gates, she catches sight of an older girl reading within the castle walls. That girl was Kalai. Because she lived in the castle and was always followed by the guards, little Kairi quickly got the fancy that Kalai was a princess and went out of her way to become her friend. She gets her chance when she sees her at the fountain court one spring day and from then on they become fast friends. Whenever Kalai was allowed out of the castle, she would always find time to visit Kairi and her grandmother and Kairi was sometimes brought to the castle to play with Kalai and sometimes Ienzo, though these visits put her in unintentional danger when Xehanort takes notice of her.

Aqua ~ The Master and keeper of the Land of Departure and Kalai and Kairi’s teacher/mentor. As a Keyblade Master, her power is on an entirely different level, and her omnipotence is something Kalai finds very admirable. Though she can seem intimidating, Aqua has an undisputed kindness in her heart and she and Kalai truthfully have much more in common than one would guess. They both struggle with their past mistakes and both hold shame for once falling into darkness and fear falling again. Aqua is the only person who knows about Kali/Anti-Kalai and Kalai is the only one who knows about Anti-Aqua, secrets that connect them in a sadly unique way.

Young Xehanort ~ Her greatest personal enemy besides Xemnas, Xigbar, and Kali. Young Xehanort is the one who ultimately brings her back into the Organization and goes out of his way to antagonize her nearly the second she reawakens as a Nobody. Outwardly, he finds her insolent and bratty and longs to break her spirit with darkness. But secretly, he finds her enchanting. Alixka hates him more than all the other Seekers combined and their rivalry is extremely fierce with them frequently scoring points with each other. There is admittedly a certain level of sexual tension within their clashes and quips that make for some rather awkward (and often hilarious) scenes between them though they never forget that they hate each other. While Alixka wants only to put him in his place, it is implied that Young Xehanort’s attraction to her is based on something relating to his past.

Kali ~ Kali is a special Nightmare spirit bonded to Kalai’s heart. Originally a remnant of her Heartless, Kali was born from the intense dark emotions Kalai harbored in her youth and while in the Organization. Through Master Xehanort’s influence, Kali becomes stronger with the ability to dive into Kalai’s nightmares and subtly influence her when she is feeling depressed or angry. She also has the ability to shapeshift and will often change into forms that cause Kalai distress. Despite their chaotic, abusive relationship, Kali truly cares for Kalai but longs for her to embrace her darkness. Her rage has already claimed the life of her abusive stepfather and she wishes for Kalai to exact further vengeance on those who have wronged her in the past.

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💜Skills and Abilities💜

Throughout her journey, Kalai uses an array of weapons with a strong preference for polled weapons like those wielded by her father. Even after being bequeathed a keyblade, she continues to rely heavily on lances and spears through form changes. For a more in-depth look at Kalai’s weapons and skills, visit this link here.

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deannastrois · 4 years

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to the end of the decade

I started this decade out…not great. And straight. I’m ending this decade maybe not perfect but accepting that I need to get better and working on it through therapy and drugs. And bi. So I’d say that’s at least something of a step up despite that I’ve had bad depressive episodes this year alone.

I also started this decade being a shadow in fandom, a lurker with nothing to say and not making friends. I’m ending it on a completely different note having actually begun creating and writing and having people on this site I’m more grateful for than anything. (and I’ll put my thanks to specific people under the cut cause I am nothing is not a weak, soft bitch at heart)

To all mutuals, thank you really for sticking around. I know I’m not the easiest to get along with and I hope to talk to some of you more at some point. I’m just so bad at it but <33333

@lembeau, I know things have been weird this year and that’s on me but at the end of the day you are always my forever girl and original otp. I don’t know how I would have gotten through some of the years without you, you’ve been my (salt)rock and best friend and everything in between. I hope things go well for you in the coming decade and know that I’ll always have your back and be immensely proud of what you’ve accomplished. I love you more than Eliza loves Goliath and in every universe the Middleman could ever give us.

@xsarahx, you were the very first person I started talking to and befriended on this site, even pre-musketeers days which is more of a throwback. We’ve come a long way from the Andrew Lee Potter days and I am always glad to talk to you about anything, including, of course, how comics have fucked up so badly these days. I’m with you till the end of the line, babe.

@sidewaystime, okay this one time I’m not gonna go with the red vs blue joke with your name I promise. Even if in my head I definitely am. Thank you for standing by all these years and I disastered my way through a career in computers, I’ll always appreciate someone knowing my absolute pain when it comes to users. Beyond that you’ve always got the best ideas for fandom aus and I love to hear them, especially if they’re old 90s fandoms. (and Canadian)

@sweetlyfez, remember back in the day when I was figuring out I was bi and it was all Constance’s fault? Well thank you for standing beside me as I figured that all out. And then laughing about it later because okay let’s be real, it is amusing in hindsight. You encouraged (and sometimes goaded) me on to writing femslash and I’ll never forget that.

@fonapola, we’ve come a long way from the musketeer-ing days. Who’d have thought our love our rare pairs would take us here but I’m glad we got there. Thank you for always letting me ramble on about those ideas and your own amazing ideas and fics and vids and everything when it came to that. You let a small thing grow large and kept the excitement going. Maybe one day we really will write our own thing together and have a shared world of sci fi and magic and someone clearly ready to be played by Howard Charles…Here’s hoping there’s more games I can drag you into it because I cannot wait.

@biportamis, oh Hannah I’d say I’m sorry for the million and one spams this year but that’s a lie and I’m not and if you’re gonna make me have musketeers feelings in 2019 then I’m gonna make you cry over Hawke. It’s equality. Jokes aside though I’m glad we always have those and holy shit you wrote a book!! Remember that?? That’s wild and I’m so proud of you for it, I can’t wait to see what you do this next decade.

@vulpyx, I am eternally grateful we got to talking and sharing fandom things, you’ve always been fun to talk to and I look forward to every pokemon game so we can make jokes about it and just be excited over it. And books! We need more good books, I hope that next Kyoshi one is gonna be good. I’m also really thankful that you’ve understood my anxiety and I wish I could help you with your own but know that I’m always here if you want to talk or need a distraction. <3

@waverly-earp, we have been through a lot of fandom madness together. Starting with AoS way back in the day and it just kept going. You’ve been a wonder through it all and an inspiration to make better gifs that look half as good as your beautiful edits. I love everything you create and wish this site wasn’t so terribly broken that it missed out on a good chunk of that stuff, but I hope you don’t stop because they always look so good. See you in the next decade with probably a dozen other fandom things to complain about (sorry not sorry)

@amandatapping, wild how quickly we bonded when it came to star trek but I’ll never regret that, the crazy things and injokes we ended up coming up with still make me laugh and you are the only person (aside from those femslash events) I’ll make ENT gifs for. Sorry I don’t love it like you do but I’m always willing to hear about how much you love it because it’s important to you and you’re important to me. #legged, baby!

@girlonthelasttrain, has it really only been two years since we started talking because it feels like we’ve been sharing memes forever. I’d say I’m sorry for spamming you with them but let’s be real, I’m not and it’s what Tidus would want. Truly a millennial icon. But really thank you so much for being around these past few years, I appreciate it every time you let me go on about my latest worries and panics and hyperfixations. I hope we get to share even more terrible memes over the next decade and I love you more than 13x7.

@alluringcliche, it’s been a while since the AoS days which really feels like it was already a decade ago but regardless I’m glad those days made us friends. Thank you for supporting me when I needed it and being there, I hope I could do the same when you needed it. I’m always down to talk about whedon shows even if joss has disappointed us terribly and this is our city now. All the best for the new year/decade and I hope to keep up more.

@dragoncharming, I was gonna call you my fandom backup but then that doesn’t feel like the right term but I also can’t think of the term to use when you’re always the person I count on to know if I’d love/hate something. You’re my guiding star for fandom, knowing where to steer me and what to steer me away from and I love you for it. I hope we get to play dnd together soon because that would be so exciting and thank you for everything.

@boydetective, oof I need to get better at texting more because I feel like I fell off the map this year and I’m sorry. I love getting to talk to you about small fandom-y things and sharing the wildness of KH and BNHA (aaaand I need to catch up again) and thank you for just rolling with it as I appear and disappear and I’m sorry about that. I’ll try to do better next decade.

@vulpixelates, thank you so much for letting me join a dnd group, it’s been a lot of fun and I am looking forward to meeting more of your characters in one shots and later on. And thanks for letting me ramble on about a million things and have Bi Panic about fifty times a year because that’s very real and I am very bad with it.

@adhd-athena, you know how next decade is starting with the KH DLC and it’s like…finally…some answers…. Well I bet we spend the next decade with just more questions and by the end of it we’ll finally have KH4. And even more questions. Regardless I’m looking forward to speculating all about that and DSC and other things with you, sorry for all the spams about those in advance I’m sure. Thank you for always listening <3

@malarkiness, I’m tempted to stick a picture of troi in here because that’s usually what I send to you and I have no regrets. Okay that’s a lie, I send you other things and I’m grateful I can always send you the most random things or rambling things and you just roll with it and amazingly haven’t blocked me yet. I hope we get to talk more about KH and FF and holy shit the remake is so close but it’s only like ¼ of it and Nomura what are you doing. (no one knows, not even him) All my love for you and the next decade of SquareEnix confusion.

@twilightacespect, it’s funny to think that I didn’t know you on this site until only about three years ago because it feels like we’ve always had this friendship. And by this friendship I mean you sending me cowboy things and me being haunted by them. Thanks beks. Okay okay, I love you a lot despite the cowboys. We’ve shared a lot of stuff and you’ve let me go on about a lot of fandom things and I’m sorry for the million and one spams over it when I hyperfixate on something we share. Except I’m not and suffer with me.

@organasoloskywalker, this year has been hard and I’ve said it a dozen times before but I wish I could be there with you. I’m always here for you though and I love you so much. Thanks for always being around to watch things with me and dragging into PGSM hell (“it’s a musical, you like those!” LIES LEXI, IT WAS PAIN) and a dozen other things. I hope we get to see each other sometime in the future and do a TAZ show or something but I’ll always be the voice on the other end of the line texting you pictures of my cat and loving Wedge Antilles. (and you) Also you know see you tonight for Fantasy High watching. <3

#and with that emotional display I'm just gonna go

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1. What was the first fandom you got involved in?: Digimon. I stumbled onto Fanfiction.net when I was around twelve (no idea how I did that, I normally didn’t stray from the sites that my mom had found for me to play around on) and immediately found the digimon part of the site. I’ve been into fanfiction ever since. That being said, I’ve only ever really read and reviewed Digimon fics: I never actually produced content for a fandom until Trials of Apollo.

2. What is your latest fandom?: Trials of Apollo. It’s the third series in the Greco-Roman section of the Riordanverse, for any of my followers who don’t know (though I don’t know how that would be possible at this point, my blog is mostly a ToA blog now). I actually started reading/listening to the books on tape for PJO since I was around 11 or 12, back around the time that Sea of Monsters came out. Or maybe Titan’s Curse. I definitely was into it no later than Titan’s Curse, since I actually attended a book signing for it. It was really cool, Rick let all us kids walk up and ask him a single question. I asked him what happened to Uranus after he was cut up, because I thought that might have something to do with the plot in the future. I think he just gave me some generic answer about what happened in Greek Mythology, though.

That being said, while I liked it and read the books, I was never part of the fandom for it. I never looked up fanfics for it or read theories on it. I liked the series a lot, but I wasn’t obsessed with it. I followed it up through Mark of Athena. After that, with the long gap in-between books, I fell off the series for a solid 8 years, until I started reading @unknownunseenunheard‘s excellent From the Heart KH X PJO crossover fic. I kinda knew the HOO characters from when I read it before, but I didn’t remember them all that well, plus I found it kinda weird how much emphasis Apollo was getting. Finally I decided to give another crack at the series, so I reread The Lost Hero and Mark Of Athena (I actually skipped Son of Neptune on the reread) and read House of Hades, Blood of Olympus, The Hidden Oracle, The Dark Prophecy, and The Burning Maze all in one go summer of last year. I found the description of The Hidden Oracle to be interesting right from the get-go, and due to how easy it was to get my hands on it, I actually started reading it before I’d fully finished Blood of Olympus!

I. GOT. HOOKED. I’ve liked PLENTY of series, but I hadn’t had something click for me in that way since Kingdom Hearts. I haven’t had this level obsession with anything besides Digimon and Kingdom Hearts. With how long it’d been since I’d had an obsession like that, I was kinda afraid that I’d never be able to get into something to the same extent ever again! I mean, I got into Digimon when I was 11 and KH when I was 13 (though I didn’t get to play any KH game until 358/2 Days released when I was 14. I got into it through the manga initially). I thought that maybe that was it, I was only able to get into those things so much because of the age I was when I was introduced to them. And then Trials of Apollo happened and showed that I still had it, that I could still have this new thing (or kinda old thing, since I’d read PJO before) become an obsession for me, with a story and characters that I’ll carry with me forever. It was actually really important for me, to know that I hadn’t lost the ability to connect with a series that deeply. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve liked a lot of other series quite a bit, but they never became part of my soul the way these three series have, even if I thought they were technically better. Like how I think that Avatar: the Last Airbender is the best cartoon I’ve ever seen, but Digimon Adventure 02 is still my favorite.

41. List and link to 5 fanfics you are currently reading:

Bookmark, sequel to Book Cult. It’s a Reading the Books fic covering HoO instead of the more typical PJO, with Leo being sent back to read with the demigods and the gods directly after the end of The Last Olympian. I literally make high-pitched squealing noises whenever I see an update!

From the Heart II, Sequel to From the Heart I. The PJO X KH fic I was referring to.

Ashes of the Past, though I still need to catch up on the latest update. Basically Ash gets sent back in time to stop the end of the world, with the ability to restore the memories of certain pokemon and people of his timeline. Surprisingly, it’s not angsty and Ash actually behaves like himself.

Another Brother, which recently started updating again. Basically Zuko somehow ends up nearly dying and losing his memory when he’s about ten years old, and is taken in by Chief Hakoda, who raises him alongside Katara and Sokka. It appears to be a For Want of A Nail fic, and I have some guesses on the exact nail. If you want to know my guess, hit me up, but beware: I might refer to spoilers for the fic in my explanation.

Class 78th Watches the Future is a “watching the video game” type fic for Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc. If you can’t guess, I like that genre. Pre-Tragedy Class 78 watches the video game unfold and react.

Of course, there are other fics I’m currently following, but those are five big ones that tend to make me excited whenever I see an update for them, ESPECIALLY Bookmark. Like I said, I make squealing noises whenever I see an update for it.

51. Rant or Gush about one thing you love or hate in the world of fanfiction! Go!: Honestly I don’t have that much left in me after typing all that but I do want to say this: I love how fanfiction can shape a person’s appreciation for the plot or characters in a work. I didn’t think much of Daisuke Motomiya from Digimon Adventure 02 until I saw how he was written in dozens of different fanfics and gained a new appreciate for him, for instance. Fanfics can be a way to really make a character shine, in a way that they weren’t able to in their original material, even if implications for their potential was there.

#ask #Wow I had a lot to say.#I'm tired now

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munday stuff

——— 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 ! ♡ NAME! ♡ Athena PRONOUNS! ♡ she/her ZODIAC SIGN! ♡ Cancer TAKEN OR SINGLE! ♡ Single

——— 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 ! ♡ 1! ♡ I have two cats who tend to not like each other. One's a grumpy old lady who makes it her business to stalk the other. The other is pretty sweet but very vocal, so she makes a lot of noise when she's stalked.

2! ♡ My time spent gaming nowadays is largely done on mobile, and they're all offshoots/gachas from games I played when I was younger and less busy - Star Ocean, KH, Fire Emblem, Shin Megami Tensei. The only original mobile game I'm playing is Dragalia Lost.

3! ♡ I've practiced kendo for years. I have six practice swords in my house at any given time. Two of them are in my bedroom.

——— 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ! ♡ PLATFORMS USED! ♡ Dreamwidth and Tumblr, when I get the time to do any RPing. I've used Discord, and I wouldn't mind RPing there again, time and plotting permitting.

——— 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ! ♡ FEMALE OR MALE! ♡ To play? Male muses - usually serious and calculating types with ambition. To play against? No preference.

LEAST FAVORITE FACE(S)! ♡ Nooo clue?

MULTI OR SINGLE! ♡ Uhh multiverse, multi-ship, multi-storylines? Separate verses for separate ships / ideas unless specified, of course.

FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡ Of the three, angst, but can I say adventuring and character growth? Angst is all well and good, but I love characters reflecting and growing together.

PLOT / MEMES! ♡ Plots. But memes are a great way to bounce characters off each other until we come up with a plot!

TAGGED BY! ♡ N/A; I just saw this and thought it's about time I did something for a munday.

TAGGING! ♡ N/A

#about the mun #what? I'm pretty sure I've never done one of these #slowly making use of this again as I make my way through kh3

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So you remember that bit towards the beginning of the Odyssey where Telemachus decides to go look for his dad and heads off to Pylos to see Nestor, with Athena doing her cross-dressing act? And there's that whole "“let Telemachus, king Odysseus' son, sleep at the palace now, on a corded bed inside the echoing colonnade, with Prince Pisistratus close beside him there” intimate friends thing and then they go to Sparta? Something with that? Any fandom you like. Please and thank-you.

fic prompts ☆ fuck me up here

disclaimers: don’town, don’t ownrating: ehhh T? nothing explicit, sort of fluffypairing: kh, akurokua/n: for @paraklausithyro – ancient Greek AU // Let Telemachus,king Odysseus’ son, sleep at the palace now, on a corded bed inside the echoingcolonnade, with Prince Pisistratus close beside him there. // so liketimeline is definitely not 100% accurate and there are plenty creativeliberties but you get the point lmao

peaches and cream.

Roxas does not remember his father, or the start of the war,whenever it was the war actually started. What he remembers is a house that toosoon did not feel empty anymore, cool floors and shuttered windows threadingthe light, the humming of the waves on the crags at night like the humming ofhis mother as she strokes his hair to put him to sleep, curled up in her bedwith his back against her warm, shifting bosom. Sweet smell of sun on earth.Purple shadow of Mt. Neion. What he does remember is visitors who were notafter his mother’s hand in remarriage — visitors, now and again, to the rockycountry-man island, and one of these visitors a younger son of a lord alsostolen away by the fighting at Troy.

It was before news of the war’s end had reached them, andRoxas cannot remember why they came,up, all the way up from Messenia, but he remembers the son — the strongshoulders for a boy, maybe five years older than himself. Tall, too, with thesun-kissed skin of the Messenian coast but the clear, sharp cat eyes and deepred hair of Thrace. Roxas will not know the strangeness of this until he isolder. What he remembers is watching wide-eyed and wondering from around hismother’s leg, fingers curled in the fine fall of her clothes, as the boy andhis brothers rough housed in the outer courtyard, their laughter and squeakingshouts bouncing off marble and dust. What he remembers is the flash of clear,cool green eyes, fast and piercing as a strike to the earth from gloriouslightning-bringing Zeus. Hovering on him. Noticing him after he’d snuck awayfrom his mother’s knee, to peek out from the faded colonnade along the yard.Shooting away again, to an older brother who wrestles him to the ground in aburst of limbs and strangled half-laughter.

ii.

Axel remembers being excited to go north again, to therugged backwater island. There is a widow there, and two of his brothers are atcontest of who can win her hand. The estate is good; never mind the location.As Axel remembers, the woman is beautiful, blonde and blue-eyed, and she onlyhas one son, an easy opponent for his brothers considering he is still a child.

Yes, she has a son, and he is also blond and blue-eyed, witha heart-shaped face and uncertain mouth, a dance of freckles across his cheeksfrom the sun, kisses from Helios, eyes like a stormy sky. Axel remembers himfrom the first trip, lonely prince of this isolated island; he remembers himfrom this trip, and the way the shadows of the colonnade fall over him inribbons as he made his way with a shoddy play bow and hip-quiver of arrows, agraduation from childhood slingshot, Axel supposed. Axel hid behind one of themarble columns and just as the country prince was passing, he jumped out with shouldersdrawn and hands in claws, like a mountain beast ready to pounce.

“Ah!” he cries, aiming not to scare, only to startle theboy, playful like a kitten.

The boy doesn’t rear back but he does stop short, eyeswidening just a bit, flutter of lashes as he blinks as if to clear his visionof a double take. “What?” he mumbles.

Axel wilts, but laughs nonetheless. “The Nemean lion,” he says.He reaches out and tousles the boy’s mess of dirty blond hair as if they arefriends.

“Right.” The boy takes the touch a moment, before leaningaway like a cat highly selective of love. Still, he looks up at Axel with thosebig, wondering eyes like he is used to being friends with people who don’t askif he wishes to be friends. “Because of Herakles. Your father knew him.”

“Yes,” Axel says. “And my grandfather brought hisvengeance.”

The boy — Roxas, Axel remembers finally remembering the name— stares at him a moment, before he stirs with a little breath and anotherflicker of the eyes and he says shyly, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Axel bristles, heat flooding his face like falling asleepoutside in the warm noontime. He hadn’t realized he’d been so obvious. “Becauseyou’re beautiful,” he says after a moment, not quite sure how else to explainit. “And I want to protect it. I think you should be mine.”

Roxas’ brow dimples; his nose wrinkles like he’s tastedsomething sour. “Your what?”

“My boy,” Axel replies resolutely, inclining his chin.Roxas’ chin lifts, too, as he laughs and laughs, and the sound is as pleasingas the dance of rain on the soft earth.

“You’re not old enough to say that to me yet!” he giggles,and Axel softens in a warm grin, a smile with teeth, because the light onRoxas’ face makes his heart swell.

iii.

Roxas remembers a few years later the way the red-haired boystartled him on the upper balcony, where he’d thought himself skillfully hiddento spy on the men at court trying so very hard to win over his mother’s favor.

“You look heartbroken,” the red-haired boy said, cat-eyedprince of Pylos, son of the Gerenian horseman, leaning against the wall withone hip cocked and ankles crossed at a pedestal foot. Lovely but slightly dustychiton, hand embroidery, scarlet wool that paled in comparison to hisdark-rooted hair — which he’d been combing through with his fingers, as ifirritated by its stubborn cowlicks. He is less a boy now than that intermediarynot-man, his shoulders just slightly broader, no longer spindly but lean,marble-smooth muscles and curves.

Roxas remembers how flustered he’d been, blushing andstuttering. Not to be caught peeking, but because he’d been very excited to seethe boy again. He remembers wanting to mumble something along the lines of,“And who are you to come into my father’s house remarking on the suitors whothink he’s dead?” But he doesn’t, because he cannot speak; his tongue failshim, and his eyes hang on the older boy’s lips, mesmerized by their shape andtheir softness. The way his knuckles have hardened. The cut of his thighmuscles into his knee. And he remembers the boy saying he wanted to be his suitor, and Roxas thinks, if the boywants to kiss him, he’d let him, but there’s still not enough age between themfor it to count as something other than a childhood curiosity —

The boy’s green eyes have deepened and sharpened, eyes likea lion, he the grandson of the man who brought the vengeance of the Lion-Slayerhimself. And as the silence spins on between them, those green cat eyes prompt,Go on. Say something. But Roxasdoesn’t, so the boy does.

“Peaches and cream,” he murmurs.

Roxas’ brow knots. “What?”

“Peaches and cream.” The boy shrugs. “This is what thepirates said to twice-born Dionysus, his skin is like peaches and cream,unburnt by the sun and pale from hunting.”

Roxas is tense, on edge, a breath snared on his lower lip. Peaches and cream. Is this what he makesthe boy think of? Shy, flattered fire burns in his cheeks; he is embarrassed byhow much stock he places in the boy’s attention, cowed by how much it means tohim to be noticed. The boy seems just as embarrassed by his own interest,confused as to why it is still there. Words hang between them unspoken likemorning dew on a hyacinth —

“And the pirates tried to force themselves on him, did theynot?” Roxas finally mumbles.

The boy nods slowly. “They did.”

“But you wouldn’t,” Roxas says flatly, and it is both astatement and a question. The boy’s eyes burn into him, sear straight to hisbones. Roxas clears his throat. “Are you waiting for me?” he murmurs after amoment. He asks two questions. He asks: Areyou wanting to waste time together today? He asks: Do you still think I’m beautiful?

The boy says nothing. They stare at each other, a frictionbetween them tightening, tightening like a string on a lyre, a note ready to beplucked.

Roxas remembers a man calling from below then: “Axel!” Tutor,perhaps. Attendant. Weary of babysitting. The red-haired boy heaved a grandsigh and disappeared around the corner, following his name.

Axel, Roxasmouthed, letting the feel of the name settle on his tongue so he can swallow it.

iv.

Axel — his name is Axel, a prince of Pylos, grandson of aman who brought the vengeance of the Lion-Slayer, son of a great man who foughtat Troy, and six years later he is still bronzed by the sun in the softest,heat-sweet of ways, hair braided loosely over his shoulder and a chillinglyperceptive side-glancing air about him that must have gone hard against thegrain in his boyhood training at Sparta. He is quiet as on the shore blackbulls are sacrificed to Poseidon, as at a cool and colorful court his fatherpasses the honeyed wine for libations to the small party of unexpected guests.The smoke of the sacrifice is hearty; the two-handled cup glints gold inlamplight like the fires outside; Roxas, young only son of Ithaca’s lord, thewar general whose name is already legendary, sits with all the expected gracethough there is something about it that is all his own. All the years that havepassed since Axel last saw him have distilled into a crystal coldness that isnot emotionless, merely a quiet edge like ice — beautiful, and fragile, and atonce dangerous. Lithe and languid as a nymph is he, slim but not spindly, withivory skin and hair gold in the low light, honey in the sun, his eyes still astormy blue. He seemed spectacular and beautiful like a bastard of Zeus whenAxel first met him years ago. He seems now to be just as special, and Axelcannot bring himself to stop looking at him. It quickens his blood. Causes hisheart to stutter. He does not know why. He thinks, I was a child then. He thinks, Heis so beautiful. He thinks, I cannotbelieve I still want him and he knows it is a foolish fantasy, but —

Grey-haired and grey-eyed, Axel’s father, King of Pylos,Argonaut, urges graciously, “Please, let the prince sleep at the palacetonight, share the room with my son as is only fitting for such a guest, son ofIthaca’s king.”

Axel looks up with a flicker of the eyes, up and away fromthe knife with which he fiddles in his lap, a tiny little thing, precious tohim, pulled from the leather strap at his hip. He waits for his father’s eyes;his father doesn’t meet them. What does he mean, in offering as much? That heexpects something of Axel — that he has caught the way Axel has been sneakinglooks at Roxas this entire time, that his father wants to guide them to eachother like this is some embarrassing version of an arranged marriage, reputationsat stake for Axel’s unmarried negligence —

Axel’s gaze slides over to the little grouping of guests.Finally, Roxas is looking at him, big blue eyes hovering in that keen andwondering way of his.

The room is a cramped but lovely corner within a greatercolonnade, and feels pretentious for its obvious mere practicality — Ioniccolumns and paint blue as the summer sky, marble floors faded but soft fromyears of whispering footsteps. The walls, colored by scenes of godly greatness;the scent of frankincense and bay laurel lingers, lamp oil, something sharp andmetallic. It is a balmy night but there is a lovely breeze, and the shuttereddoors are wide open for it, drapes hanging heavy but parted for moonlight topool on the floors.

They don’t really talk. They are men now. The corded bedshifts as they retire, and they fall asleep with backs turned.

Roxas dreams of his mother and when he stirs a bit in thequietest hours of the night, they are facing each other, and his fingers havecurled on the naked skin of Axel’s chest. He blushes; he is afraid to move fora moment, afraid to breathe, lest he wake the lion and be caught nestled upinto him. But even if he weren’t afraid, he wouldn’t move, because he is lostin the lines and the shapes of Axel’s face, gawking up at him through theshadows of sleepy eyes. The moonlight falls across Axel’s face; his hairtickles Roxas’ nose. His chest rises and falls slowly, steadily, below curledfingers. You’re beautiful. I want to protect you. Are you waiting for me? And Roxasshifts; their legs are somehow tangled, too. He cranes, slowly, and he cantaste his heart in his throat as his breath dusts Axel’s mouth. He hesitates.The smell of Axel’s hair and skin fills his head. He parts his lips, hoping toat least brush against the other pair, taste wine, perhaps, taste his skin,feel the petal softness —

Axel tips his chin just so, catching Roxas’ mouth in his,and it is deliberate, and it is conscious, and Axel’s eyes flicker open halfwayfor one of those piercing, cat-eyed glances as the short, soft kiss fades awayagain into the simple dusting of skin. He was awake, Roxas realizes. He chokeson a breath. He wants to say, It was adream. He wants to say, Didn’t meanto. What he does say is, “Did you wait for me?”

Axel looks startled for a moment, guilty, flustered — andthen he curls in a smile, softened at the edges by a warmth for which Roxasfeels responsible, for which he is embarrassed in a lovely way, for which hesmiles stupidly himself and wishes he could hide the joy he takes in it.

The happy smile on Roxas’ face crumbles into happy,breathless laughter as Axel kisses up his face to his ear and his fingers crawldown Roxas’ sides to graze the small of his back, graze his hips, follow his thigh,body arched to the touch. There is something easy about it — Eros knows norules but to join men like them with the lovely ease of brotherhood. The happybreathless laughter stutters into a string of happy breathless sighs, and Axelwhispers, “Peaches and cream.”

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#kh fic #akuroku #akuroku au #classical au #fic prompt #uuugh #this was so pretty to think about and i hope it translated well #thank youuuu for the lovely prompt

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