PowerofSoldier

If you snuck in my room I would:

[] Go back to sleep

[] Kick you out

[] Cuddle with you

[] Be like wtf?

[] Let you sleepover

[] Beat your ass

[] Sexy time

If you kissed me I would:

[] Kiss you back

[] Smile & laugh

[] Be shocked

[] Slap you

You are:

[] Cute

[] Adorable

[] Pretty

[] Beautiful

[] Okay

[] Sexy

[] Hotass Motherfucker

[] Ew

I Would:

[] Smash

[] Pass

Sonic: PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE.

Cloud simply shrugs. he could buy there are multiple timelines. it would make sense. one decision could change the entire course of history and he had been facing a lot of these weird phantoms that seem to block his path as if trying to protect some or ensure that certain events happen … and it clicks in his head. maybe that’s what those phantoms are. those things that only he and Aerith could see.

"You're right, but Zack in this timeline must have died before he had the chance to meet you, or he somehow didn't become a first class. " He doesn't actually believe it, his gut is telling him otherwise but there is probably a reason for this.

he should be careful.

"You're right, but Zack in this timeline must have died before he had the chance to meet you, or he somehow didn't become a first class. " He doesn't actually believe it, his gut is telling him otherwise but there is probably a reason for this.

he should be careful.

Zack blinks, WOAH what the… he did not expected her to be so fast. He runs after her, to catch up. there n o time to be concerned with how her super human senses and speed. He can worry about that after they get out of here.

“Left!” She calls out, making a sharp turn herself, the moment she senses enemies approach from the right. Setting off from the ground, she jumps atop the roof of a broken shed, glad the roof’s support beam seems to still be in one piece as she dashes over it - even if the need for extra balance takes away some speed. But the speed returns when she can jump a bit higher with a double leap across two small platforms, finally landing on a somewhat concrete, flat roof.

The height also gives a good view of where they’d been before - not just a group of bombs, but even a Wyvern seems to have been drawn to the place. An ANGRY Wyvern. Looks like the bomb Zack had tossed had landed near its nest, upsetting, if not injuring, the younglings. The parent is out for blood and hot on their tail.

Pulling his sword from his back, he prepares to fight.

> send an emoji for the following,

☂️ – for my muse to share an umbrella with yours

🚪 – to find my muse at your muse’s doorstep

🍯 – for my muse to do something unexpectedly sweet to yours

🍺 – for your muse to catch my muse drinking

🛼 – for my muse to skate right into yours

🤿 – for my muse to save yours from drowning

💙 – for my muse to fall asleep on your muse’s shoulder

⚠️ – for my muse to snap at your muse

🛌 – for your muse to find my muse asleep on their bed

🧊 – for my muse to give yours a cold shoulder

🩰 – for my muse to teach yours to dance

🚖 – for my muse to accompany yours on a taxi ride back home after an accident/drinking party

> send “(emoji) + reverse” for the opposite

She stuck her tongue out at Zack, “how do you know Im SOOOO bad that I need to enroll in a school for like a year. Might just be some skills that need work. If I blow anything up you can ask your friend to take me on as an emergency case.” she was to embarrass to tell him her mother had enrolled her in a year’s worth of cooking classes. And that it was after blowing up a microwave.

She laughed and leaned against him for a few moment.

She smiled at Zack as she waited for him to order his drink trying not to sip on her own.

She stuck her tongue out at Zack, “how do you know Im SOOOO bad that I need to enroll in a school for like a year. Might just be some skills that need work. If I blow anything up you can ask your friend to take me on as an emergency case.” she was to embarrass to tell him her mother had enrolled her in a year’s worth of cooking classes. And that it was after blowing up a microwave.

She laughed and leaned against him for a few moment.

“[Name], you’re bleeding.”

“How long has it been like that?”

“Did you dislocate a finger?”

“You’re slurring.”

“They say you almost died. You left it that late.”

“You’re snapping. Headache again?”

“You’re in a bad mood. Are you in pain?”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Hey, why are you walking like that?”

“That’s a lot of swelling.”

“Where did you get that bruise?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“When you say your pain’s ‘4 out of 10′, that’s a normal person’s ‘8 out of 10′. We’re going to the hospital.”

“How did you not notice?!”

“If it hurts, it hurts.”

“I know you can manage it, you just don’t *have* to.”

“Holy shit, how long have you had this?!”

“[Name]? [Name]! Hey!”

“We’re a team. You need to tell me about this sort of thing.”

“That’s … a lot of blood, is that - oh, fuck.”

“Hey! Hey! Stay awake, okay? Stay awake.”

“It would have been a lot easier to treat if you’d mentioned it sooner.”

“You can’t keep hiding this stuff.”

Send my muse a name and they’ll have to say if they find them attractive (looks and personality), if they’d sleep with them and if they’d date them !

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