Haha… this is supposed to be a warmup doodle for that rule 63 project thing… but… fem Neku just looks like Neku with eyeliner and a bandanna. I am great at this.
Night on Bald Mountain sequence in Disney’s Fantasia (1940)
Roxas, go home, you’re drunk
he’s not drunk his head fUCKIN STRETCHED INFINITELY
riku “aloof cool guy” last name
"Do you like your hair long?"
He doesn’t know why the question makes his face go red. Riku’s never thought about it; it was just the length of his hair, after all, no different from his height or the span of his hand. It was just one of those things that never really bothered him.
"It’s, uh—it’s fine, I guess." He mumbles, turning his head away from Naminé. He can feel her watching him, even past the thick blindfold, and he’s halfway sure that she’s smiling.
He freezes up when he feels her hand run through the longer strands near his neck. Her fingers are cold, but not unpleasant, and the touch is familiar and soft—not quite like Kairi’s, not quite like Sora’s, but enough that he isn’t completely perturbed.
"I liked the way it was before. In your memories." She admits softly, with a twinge of regret, like she doesn’t have the right to like it. He’s confused, at first, but then he recalls when Kairi first showed up on the island; how short his hair was back then while still managing to have some scruffy length to it. He used to keep it trimmed all of the time, but, like so many other things, it had gotten away from him.
"Maybe I’ll cut it like that again. Maybe I won’t. It doesn’t matter." Riku tries his best to sound cold, but Naminé doesn’t really deserve it, so it just ends up sounding guilty and awkward.
"I hope that I get to see it someday if you do." He can hear her smiling, and he imagines her pressing the tips of her fingers together in that way that’s uniquely hers, and he doesn’t think to feel bad, even though he knows that she probably never will.
everyone look at this beautiful ffffffic *u*
Almeric didn’t expect her coming to Hansen out of nowhere, though it wasn’t surprising that she didn’t know where she was. Usually people who visit the city don’t know where they are. It was strange. He’d also expect some threat spat from her mouth, but— She seemed so… gentle. “Hansen city. I assume you’re just passing by?”
"Hansen city… Never heard of it…" She murmured softly to herself, wondering if this place was close to her home. If it wasn’t, would it be worth it to try and summon another Corridor of Darkness and risk ending up lost in another place? Namine glanced around at her surrounding before turning back to him. "I guess you could say that. More lost than anything, I probably took a wrong turn somewhere.." Her voice drifted off as she tried to figure out what she should do.
"He’s just been gone a lot… I didn’t think it’d be smart to stay with someone who isn’t even around me anymore… So that’s that.."
Almeric was taking a stroll through his neighborhood. Nobody wasn’t out at this time and that didn’t surprise him. However, he stopped his steps to alert his gaze. He found an unfamiliar girl with butter cream hair draping on her shoulder and innocent blue eyes.
For what seemed like the thousandth time, Namine had gotten herself lost. She stumbled around the unfamiliar place, hoping to find someone who could tell her where she was, eventually taking a seat on some curb to rest. It wasn’t long before Namine heard footsteps, she turned to see a boy about her age walking her way. She stood quickly, nearly tripping herself, trying to think of what to say as he approached.
"I.. Um, I hope I’m not bothering you, but do you think you could tell me where I am?"
CHOO CHOO FUCKERS
joining the band wAGON LOL
we don’t even need keyblades anymore
just kill everything with a train
the end, universe saved, lets all go to didney worl