#voidreigned

I don’t wanna talk about it || Accepting 

@voidreigned​came with the truth: 

 [ REAL ] + “Neither one of us are going to be whole again, Brother.”

[REAL ] + Tell my muse a harsh reality

_{The words make his stomach turn. It’s not words he ever thought he’d hear come from his “brother’s” lips and there’s something about the way his darkness says the word “brother” that makes his skin crawl. Is that really what they are? They’re two halves of one whole. They are…counterparts. They are… others.  They are … reflections.  They are … mirrors.  But are they siblings?  Ventus honestly doesn’t know what to make of his other quite frankly, because they’ve been dancing this dance longer than he cares to admit and and longer than he can even remember.} 

_{His memory is still a mess. It’s clearer than it was but it’s mostly a mess. Everything in fragments and scattered together haphazardly, like shattered glass swept up in a pile but  just left on the floor to collect dust and mourn what it was and what it never will be again.} 

_{That’s what they were.}  

_{A shattered glass.} 

_{Their pieces are so twisted and fragmented they could never fit together again even if they wanted them to. Even if they tried.} 

                       “You think I don’t know that?!”  

_{The words snarl out of him faster than he even realizes they’ve been said. A sky colored gaze is narrowing down on the reflection of his mirror and how strange is it that his mirror looks nothing like him. How strange is it that his mirror looks more like another than he does him?} 

_{Certainly siblings but never twins.  They were the opposite of everything the other wasn’t.}  

_{Ventus can feel his shoulders tense as his gaze fixes on his other and his nose wrinkles and his jaw clenches and then all in one swift moment the anger fades and balled fists release and the tension in his jaw disappears.  Blues downcast and the blond focuses to the ground  beneath his feet. Is this what Vanitas wanted? Is this what he came here for? To make him feel miserable?} 

_{His lips push forward as the corners of his mouth dip down and his shoulders slump.} 

_{“I know that.”He sounds in a puff of defeat. “I know, Vanitas you don’t need to remind me.”  He’s letting himself sink to the ground until he sets with his arms laying slack over his legs and his gaze stays focused on the ground below.  “I know what we are. I know what I amand I never asked for this. We’re both only living half lives. Even after all this time, we’re just the same as we were - broken.”}