#sunblights

cherry time // @sunblights // @weavingroses

𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒. (accepting)

    For Reimu moments of pride tend to come and go. Not from lack of confidence, but more because it often isn’t something she thinks about much unless someone is specifically pointing it out to her or give her a reason to act prideful in the first place.

     As such the things she can get prideful about are typically things involving her keen intuition and her ability to quickly deal with troublesome youkai. She can become rather boastful and even slightly condescending towards opponents she feels are lacking in the skills they often boast about before trying to fight (and then be swiftly defeated by) her. A twirl of her gohei, a smug smile, holding her chest high, sometimes even a wink, she doesn’t ever try to hide her pride the few times it comes to the forefront.

◈ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍʙᴀᴛ ᴍᴏᴅᴇ — question starters. ▮ @sunblights​

❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ // roche !

“That depends! Do you think you can actually make this a challenge?” Zack wasn’t exactly cocky about his spot on top of the ‘unofficial squats leaderboard’ within SOLDIER, but was Roche sure he wanted to lose to him like that? “What about a training match instead? Y’know, between SOLDIER.”

Well, that was quite a loaded question.

Zack looked towards Roche before settling on staring out at the highways stretching like veins out from them. Roche's bike was the eavesdropper on many of their more serious conversations, and apparently this was one more to add to the list.

He gave it a proper amount of thought and rested his head against the cool metal of the bike. "I did. At one point." As he admitted it, his hands involuntarily flexed like they used to around the Buster Sword. "I joined SOLDIER to be a hero and see the world like everyone else. I wanted to see everything the world could offer and then some."

With a small sigh, his hand went to his scarred, broken chest. "But I think nowadays... I just want a safe place to rest. I want a stable place to call home. I could go for a few trips here and there, sure. Escaping though? I don't think I could do that." He turned back to Roche. "Got something on your mind, Rosebud?"

[ have some random starters ]

He's trying to be serious. He really, genuinely is. Roche can be so charming when he wanted to be.

But it didn't suit him sometimes.

[ more like tripping into love ]

Now, usually Zack would try and play off Roche's statement as a joke. Something to rile him up or to tease him. It was their way - to push and pull and bully with affection. Flights of fancy and simple words were usually light-hearted. They weren't serious.

They weren't like this.

Zack's face flushed brilliant red as he covered his mouth and took a step back. "H-Hang on-- Roche you're--"

Roche certainly didn't look like he was kidding.

@sunblights​

 ❝Run! ❞

It’s a single word and yet there’s no mistaking it’s urgency, even as laughter toppled forth from her throat in a herald that wasn’t entirely serious,  her footsteps still demanded motion. At best it’s a prank gone awry, some fleeting attempt at jovial mischief - or at worst it means she’s in over her head again. Courting trouble in a way that Aerith had always seemed to so effortlessly find herself. There’s no time to explain which, as her fingers ensnare his hand, the insistent tug of dainty digits half dragging her companion with her, urging him to move, before the situation could truly unravel. 

It’s oddly nostalgic, even despite the chaos. The persistent drum of boots across haggard earth, interspersed only by breathless laughter as the genuine thrill of pure adrenaline thundered within juvenile veins. When was the last time she’d done this? Much less the last time she’d dragged him along for the ride? It’s infectiously overdue, that much is apparent, but who could say no to those big ol’ greens when she saw fit to flash them? Her expression far too pleading, even if not entirely innocent.