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don’t have the mental capacity to run multiple blogs catch aerith on @oftempest
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i should just put aerith on my multi and then she’d be more active . . .

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it’s been a hot minute but i’m around
𝐙𝐀𝐂𝐊.
It didn’t matter who else was there, mako hues refused to shift. Glued to her figure. Like an angel, she seems to appear before him once more, all light && shinning in the current dark. But any hope, relief, joy that might come with seeing her again is halted. Jaw clenches, he can’t he doesn’t want to see her here, as much as h’s missing her, seeing her here can only mean one thing. ShinRa’s got her && with that thought hammering him his mind, heart drops. ❝ Aerith ? ❞ Why was she here ?
@floraheart
it’s like something out of a dream - the sort of thing only a mind in the throws of a horrific nightmare could dream up. cold steel reflects in emerald eyes, gazed fixed on the ghost standing in front of her. a trick? no. the state he’s in- it’s too cruel. ineffective as a trap, good for nothing but eliciting emotion. exactly the kind of torment she’s been subjected to since arriving. she half expects him to drop dead on the spot, but the minutes tick by and nothing happens. nothing but steady breathing and tears clawing at the edges of her eyes.
❝ it’s me, zack. ❞ the only evidence of the emotion swelling in her chest is the way her voice breaks when she speaks, nimble fingers fumbling to scan the keycard she’d stolen to secure her freedom. ❝ you kept me waiting so long, i figured i’d come and... ❞ she can’t even keep up the façade. he’s been right here. a train ride away. right under her nose. her heart aches. how long? how long have they kept him from her? there’s no time for anger but- ❝ what did they do to you? ❞
ok i wrote 1 thing am i done?
@strfd whispered: ❛ we dont get to chose who we love & who loves us back . ❜
like so many times before, his words stop her in her tracks, leaving her off balance and defenseless as she stares up at him. the ease with which he throws the very sort of seriousness she’s spent most of her life avoiding back in her face is both fascinating and mortifying, something that simultaneously draws her in and pushes her away in a maddening dance. green eyes sweep over his features, studying each line and curve as if looking for the evidence needed to prove he’s lying, playing, just trying to get a rise out of her. it has to be there. no one is ever so sincere without an ulterior motive. no one, except...
we don’t get to choose who we love and who loves us back.
he’s right. she’s never once chosen who she’s fallen in love with. it’s always happened by some spectacular accident. a hole in her roof and a couple of dead flowers. helloooo? those eyes. the same eyes. that shade of blue, like pockets of the sky glimpsed through the steel hanging above her head, glowing - literally glowing with stolen life. one date turns into three or four, none of them labeled for fear that the one that’s named might be the last. her teeth sink into her lip. i want to spend more time with you. a little bit more time. this isn’t what she had in mind.
a duplicate, drained of color. the same sword. the same eyes. the same history - just not with her. he’s quieter, somewhat surly and a little broody. the perfect thing to bounce her newfound energy off of. a mirror, reflecting stolen traits back at her. the similarities are sometimes so overwhelming that she can’t see the differences. the changes in her balance the changes in him. it could’ve been this way. it might’ve been this way. that isn’t fair. they’re not the same people. he’s not the same person. zack’s never coming back.
if she could choose who loved her? in all honestly, she’s lucky she isn’t the one deciding who loves her - she wouldn’t wish it on anyone.
❝ why’re you so stubborn? ❞ she laughs, but it’s an empty sound choked by tears. her palms push at the corner of her eyes, but though the sound stranges her words nothing ever seems to come. ❝ you’re better off-- ❞ a deep breath, grasping at anything that could change the subject. derail it before she admits something that she can’t take back. she loves him. she loves him, but she doesn’t know why. better. he deserves better. he deserves- ❝ tifa. she’d be heartbroken, hearing you say stuff like that. ❞
but... that’s sort of the point of what he’s saying, isn’t it? that they aren’t in control of who they love or who’s fallen in love with them? her fingers fold together behind her back, curling about each other so tightly that her fingertips tingle. she’s trying to protect him. she just wants to protect him. because there’s no guarantee that what’s between them is real. there’s no guarantee that it will last. and if something happens to her... she wants him to be happy.
he doesn’t deserve to wallow the way that she has. sitting by the door, waiting for it to open. a puppy without an owner. she misses zack. ❝ you don’t wanna hurt her, right? ❞
strfd:
you may ask how evil am i ? well just ask @floraheart
my aesthetic is letting phantom think they’re an evil genius and then dropping what’s gonna drop in .5 seconds uwu

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me: i’m not feeling good abt my writing also me: proceeds to bust out a rlly nice reply to @strfd
The Killers Miss Atomic Bomb
𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆…
private & selective aerith gainsborough of ffvii sung by rory. like or reblog if interested in interacting!
𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐘.
@hercbled whispered: With a swiftness of step, he cuts across the battle-torn terrain. Whilst the cheers of the crowd seem to swarm around them, Zack pulls her against his chest. Strong arms lifting her with ease, spinning her around && around. IF THEY ARE BEING HAILED AS THE COLOSUMS SHINNING BATTLE COUPLE, they may as well play the part.
Having her this close again, hearing her rapid heartbeat keep in time with his own, each thump thump thump, just cement that need to hold her close. && soon the lines between showmanship && reality blur. He wants to press his lips to her own, to leave her as breathless as he feels, but at the same time, he doesn't dare. It's too intimate, too private, its theirs && theirs alone. To share it now... No not here, not now.
Instead, placing her back on the ground, fingertips intertwined with her own, as he brings their jointly clasped hands to his lips before raising them into the air. A SIGN OF VICTORY.
𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙻𝙴𝙵𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙻𝚄𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙳 and gasping for a proper breath of air, heart hammering in her chest like a bird beating it’s wings against a cage. the dirt beneath her feet is marked in elaborate haphazard patterns - footsteps and drag marks and blood spatters entwining to create what might be a masterpiece if observed from a distance. on the ground, she’s too close to make any sense of it, lungs too full of dust and eyes too focused on her companion to wax poetic about the ground.
a squeal of laughter peals from her lips as he lifts her into the air and spins her around. the world around them blurs, nothing but shapes and shadows and bits of color, the only thing in focus his face. his smile. those eyes like the sky but a thousand times safer. she’s never letting those eyes out of her sight again. her grip on him tightens, her toes pressing back against the earth. she can feel it too - the need to disappear into him.
not now.
later though. after they’ve left the arena. after they’ve been lavished with their winnings. in a quiet room with the door locked behind them. she lingers close to him even then, banter exchanged easily. laughter and smiles and cheeky compliments. there’s a rip in his shirt, a gash so big his stomach is half exposed. she’d already healed the skin beneath. ❝ let me- ❞ the rest dies on her lips, but her hands are already in action.
up and off. her fingers brush up along his stomach, pushing his shirt up over his head, laughing as she steps close again. ❝ i’ve got something for you for getting me that trophy, ❞ fingertips trace line of his shoulder, curl against his cheek, gently coaxing him downward. it’s slow. steady. he can stop her whenever he wants. but when her lips are finally pressed against his - that’s her true reward.
&. 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( smut / nsfw implied sentence starters with not so vulgar language. )
❛ i’ve been thinking about you all day. ❜
❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜
❛ how badly do you want me? ❜
❛ i can’t get enough of you. ❜
❛ i’ve never done something like this before. ❜
❛ i like being close to you. you’re warm. ❜
❛ you look good like this. ❜
❛ you look like you were jealous. ❜
❛ i’m not jealous. ❜
❛ shh. there’s people in the other room. ❜
❛ say you want me, and i’m yours. ❜
❛ i won’t bite. unless you’re into that sort of thing. ❜
❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜
❛ would you like to go somewhere a little more private? ❜
❛ i’ll take care of you. ❜
❛ there’s so many things i wanna do to you. ❜
❛ take off your clothes. ❜
❛ i’m going to ruin you. ❜
❛ show me how much you missed me. ❜
❛ is this okay? ❜
❛ you know you love me. ❜
❛ i want you to feel good. ❜
❛ make me. ❜
❛ i want this. ❜
❛ come back to bed. ❜
❛ you’re such a tease. ❜
❛ want me to model these for you? ❜
❛ we have to make this quick. ❜
❛ what are you looking at? ❜
❛ it’s hot when you talk back. ❜
❛ you don’t have to be gentle. i won’t break. ❜
❛ don’t you know what you’re doing to me? ❜
❛ i really want to kiss you right now. ❜
❛ this is a one time thing. ❜
❛ you know where to find me. ❜
❛ did i say you could stop? ❜
❛ you’re soaked. let me grab you a towel. ❜
❛ i want to see you. ❜
❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜
❛ no ones here. we can be as loud as we want. ❜
❛ you look good with my hands around your throat. ❜
❛ i’ll be good, i promise. ❜
❛ you’re really good at that. ❜
❛ shut up and kiss me already. ❜
❛ you better watch your fucking mouth. ❜
❛ don’t mind me. just enjoying the view. ❜
❛ tell me what you want. ❜
❛ here’s my hotel room number. ❜
❛ you can be rough. i can take it. ❜
❛ and where do you think you’re going? ❜
❛ if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up. ❜
❛ i shouldn’t allow myself to get this close to you. ❜
❛ what if i hurt you? ❜
❛ you could never hurt me. ❜

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𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆...
private & selective aerith gainsborough of ffvii sung by rory. like or reblog if interested in interacting!
𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐘.