uncoveredillusions asked:
"Ven, mind helping me practice something?" It had been too long since he'd properly used his illusions for anything other than amusing others, and that could be dangerous.

waywardwindreturned:

uncoveredillusions:

waywardwindreturned:

"Sure, what is it?" He smiled and tied his hair back, stretching.

Ienzo giggled softly as he was kissed. Once he was let up, though, he tugged Ven up with him. “Come on, let’s go make food.”

Ven happily let himself be tugged up, cuddling next to Ienzo as they walked. “Yay~ Thank you~” He smooched Ienzo’z cheek, unable to get enough of him.

It took Ienzo a moment to balance them. Once he had, he led the way into the kitchen. “Ok, mind getting the pan and pancake mix?”

waywardwindreturned asked:

waywardwindreturned:

uncoveredillusions:

uncoveredillusions:

It was common enough to not find your soulmate until later in life. His parents were a prime example-they hadn’t found each other until their thirties.

But watching his classmates pair off one after the other was a bit disheartening, and he couldn’t help but think that he might be one of those people who never found their soulmate. And it was with that thought in mind that he could be found sitting in the cafeteria on his first day of senior year, frowning morosely at his wrist.

"Ventus Aquilo, eh? At least the name’s unusual…"

"That works." It was a bit more relaxing, it was true. And besides, it’d be a bit more comfortable.

Ienzo shifted closer as Ven did, a small smile on his face. One hand came to rest on the table near the other teen, though he didn’t try to actually touch him. “I haven’t really seen you around-are you new?”

Ven flushed lightly and he glanced away. “Y-Yeah. I just moved to this town this year. My grandfather recently passed away, so I’m living with my uncle Eraqus and my cousin Terra - he used to go here, actually - at their dojo.” He scratched his cheek. “Pretty neat, huh?”

"Terra?…I know of him, yeah." Ienzo smiled "As I recall, he was big into sports when he was here. Looked like he might’ve done kendo."

burglar-baggins:

Quiz time:

What is the second Kingdom Hearts game?

a) Kingdom Hearts 2
b) Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories
c) Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days
d) Kingdom Hearts

((Chronologically in the series or chronologically in real life?))

(Source: nocturnalmelody)

waywardwindreturned asked:

waywardwindreturned:

uncoveredillusions:

uncoveredillusions:

It was common enough to not find your soulmate until later in life. His parents were a prime example-they hadn’t found each other until their thirties.

But watching his classmates pair off one after the other was a bit disheartening, and he couldn’t help but think that he might be one of those people who never found their soulmate. And it was with that thought in mind that he could be found sitting in the cafeteria on his first day of senior year, frowning morosely at his wrist.

"Ventus Aquilo, eh? At least the name’s unusual…"

"Mmm…same." A soft, giddy chuckle escaped Ienzo as he put the schedule away. "So, do you want to sit around here until the bell or head over?"

Ventus rubbed the back of his neck, smiling like the dumb teenager he was. “Um, how about we just hang here for a bit? It’s a bit more relaxing that way, yanno?” 

He shuffled just a bit closer, even though he was trying to hold back so he wouldn’t scare off Ienzo. He knew from his parents that sometimes your soulmate didn’t stay with you, and he didn’t want to lose someone so precious so quickly.

"That works." It was a bit more relaxing, it was true. And besides, it’d be a bit more comfortable.

Ienzo shifted closer as Ven did, a small smile on his face. One hand came to rest on the table near the other teen, though he didn’t try to actually touch him. “I haven’t really seen you around-are you new?”

rupeerose:

teafortrouble:

megg33k:

I need feminism because most men’s restrooms still aren’t equipped with baby changing stations. As someone who was married to a man who had sole custody of his young son, I’m hyperaware that feminism means EQUALITY, not female superiority. Feminism should and does support a man’s right to be as much of a parent to his child(ren) as any mother is allowed/expected to be.

This is a constant problem for Mr. Tea and myself. We’ve got twins, so even though I can change one kid on the change table in the ladies’ room, he’s left standing sort of awkwardly in the lobby with a messy child while I change one, come back, and get the other.

Nobody’s suggesting that men aren’t parents, so the lack of change tables goes well beyond ‘gender role reinforcing’ and straight into ‘ridiculous’.

My dad actually almost got kicked out of a mall once for changing my brother in the womens room of a mall. The only reason they didn’t call the cops on him was because the ladies in the room supported him.

uncoveredillusions asked:
"Ven, mind helping me practice something?" It had been too long since he'd properly used his illusions for anything other than amusing others, and that could be dangerous.

waywardwindreturned:

uncoveredillusions:

waywardwindreturned:

uncoveredillusions:

waywardwindreturned:

"Sure, what is it?" He smiled and tied his hair back, stretching.

Ienzo laughed. “Specify, please? I need to make sure I have what we need.”

Carefully deliberating his options, Ven came to a consensus in a few moments. “Can you make taiyaki with vanilla or strawberry cream in the middle?”

"I think so-I know we have strawberry cream, at least." Ienzo raised an eyebrow. "Mind letting me up?"

Ven was about to let Ienzo up, but instead kept him right where he was for a bit longer while he kissed him. Only after did he get his fill of Ienzo’s lips did he let him up.

Ienzo giggled softly as he was kissed. Once he was let up, though, he tugged Ven up with him. “Come on, let’s go make food.”

the-wolfbats:

Can we have another “Type the following words into your tags box, then post the first automatic tag that comes up.” post with the words

  • their 
  • okay
  • but
  • though
  • say
  • no
  • and
  • left
  • around
  • me

shadows-twisted-reflections:

uncoveredillusions:

"All right. Walking around is a better way to see the city, anyway." The gardens, for one, were an experience that included all the senses (especially if you snagged a sea-salt ice cream), and a car wouldn’t do it justice.

"I hope so too, because I’m not going to want you to leave." He was glad that Sora had moved here, of course, but he was also kind of sad that he’d had to move around so much. How many friends had he made only to leave them behind? After a moment of considering that thought, he shook his head. That wasn’t something he wanted to dwell on at all.

Instead, he chuckled softly and took the notebook. “If it did, I’d get it for you. I’ve got it now, though, so don’t worry.” He gently rubbed Sora’s shoulder, smiling. “And that makes sense. We moved once when I was very little, and there are still packed boxes in the basement.” He wasn’t quite sure why, but then again, it wasn’t all that important.

"Mm…" Sora bobbed his head in a quiet affirmative. "I guess it would be, if you don’t get lost. Got lost once in Hong Kong and almost spent the night at the police station ‘cause I didn’t know my address yet." Granted, he’d only been eight at the time, but it wasn’t really an experience Sora was eager to repeat.  "But I guess since you know this place, that won’t be a problem, huh?” There was that shy smile again.

Really, there was that shy smile again, and Sora ducked his head when the notebook disappeared from his book stack. He pressed them back against his chest and peered out from under his bangs at Ienzo, slowly heading out of the classroom now that his slip-and-slide book problem was taken care of. “Thanks, though. It’s a pain when everything goes ker-thunk in the floor…and I wouldn’t have wanted you to go chasin’ after things when I’m the one dropping them.”

He wasn’t going to admit it, but he liked that  Ienzo hadn’t removed his hand. It was inviting and friendly…and in some weird way, Ienzo’s hand on his shoulder felt like something that should have been there a long time ago. “Pft. I think somehow every time most people move, they wind up with boxes that just never get opened.” He sighed faintly, shaking his head. “My room right now looks like a maze. I have a path from the door to my bed and that’s it. Everything else is boxes, boxes, boxes. And I don’t even have that much stuff!”

"This city is actually pretty easy to navigate. If you can find the school or gardens, you can usually find anything else. But it shouldn’t be a problem if I’m with you." Ienzo cocked his head. "Why were you wandering in Hong Kong alone at eight, though?" There was no censorship in his voice, just honest curiosity. It sounded like an interesting story, in all honesty.

Ienzo couldn’t help but smile back and squeeze Sora’s shoulder before sliding his hand down to catch in the hem of the boy’s shirt as they left. That way, he could stay in contact without hampering either of their movement. “Trust me, I understand. There was a lot of ‘ker-thunking’ last year going from class to class. And I wouldn’t mind helping out, even if you weren’t my soulmate. It’s polite, after all.”

"Makes sense, I suppose. And from what I remember, that was our house for a while too." He smiled and gently nudged at Sora’s side with his knuckles. "Maybe after our walk I can help unpack? I won’t have much to do tonight, so I’ll be able to stay for a while."

Being brave doesn’t mean you aren’t scared. Being brave means you are scared, really scared, badly scared, and you do the right thing anyway.
—Neil Gaiman, Coraline (via aestheticintrovert)

(Source: humingyay)

rainbowreaper:

KH Alternate Universe; Ienzo vs. 1000 heartless

Now surely, you ask “Why?” but the real question is “Why not?”