#thememcry

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Going a little further out of fandom/genre here and shouting out some dear friends <3

༺ @thememcry ༻

Howdy bitch. It me. HMR. Kay has had to watch me bounce around fandoms like a spaz for the last year or so, and has solidly supported me every step of the way — listening to me gush headcanons at her, talk about characters and shows and fandoms she has no concept of, all the while being genuinely enthusiastic and an over all wonderful friend about it all (despite the fact that I have tragically neglected her daughter by not getting on my VII blogs recently. I should be punished for this.) Kay is a wonderful friend and a BEAUTIFUL writer that I cannot praise enough, everything she touches is pure gold and I highly recommend you check out her work (especially if you like FFVII! If not, I hear she’s got a super neat multimuse you can and should love on.) All the love for you my dear.

༺ @youngrevolutionary ༻

Syn~ Syn is one of my oldest and dearest friends on Tumblr. We met in the FFVIII fandom and fed one another’s lifelong obsessions with the game with just a wealth of amazing threads and headcanons and ideas (and Discord channels...) Her dedication to her characters is exemplary and if I can ever manage even a fraction of the passion she puts into her portrayals I will be doing well for myself — an amazing writer and a true, beautiful friend.  I love you Syn, and I miss our bbies. 

༺ @maegraeth ༻

❛       whatever  war  is  coming  ,  we  have  to  face  it  head  on  ---  no  matter  what  !      ❜

@thememcry​  ❤ ‘d for a final fantasy one liner !

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can we NOT hurt REEVE TY

There had been something decidedly strange about the way her girls were acting – the whispering and the giggling were a bit more frequent than the normal and it wasn’t until they finally pushed her into her own small office that Melissa understood – of course. Aerith.

“I can’t believe you did this!” she exclaimed between giggles and letting herself be enveloped by the girl to return the favor, wrapping her arms around the other woman in a way that easily translated all the love and tenderness she had for Aerith in her heart. Only once she was satisfied with the hug and the exchanged kisses that Melissa stepped back, curious eyes roaming the beautiful bouquets she had pulled together for her birthday and, of course, the dress her friend was in.

“You look absolutely gorgeous,” she said, allowing herself to be dragged to the door and feeling her excitement double at the words she had just uttered. Topside? Just what had the girl planned? With a few gestures along the way, she ensured that the girls who had been around were going to take care of her lovely flowers and then followed Aerith, both of them heading upstairs – well, at least Melissa needed to get changed into something more adequate rather than an old tank top and sweatpants if she was understanding the dress code right.

“So I don’t get any tips or anything? Not even to dress?” she tried her luck, but Aerith’s wink and smile told her that no – she was going to be kept in the dark until they went topside. Laughing, Melissa took the lead when they reached the queen bee’s chambers, opening her closet to the Ancient and allowing her to browse it with her.

“At least help me out with the choices then – you look too beautiful in red, I don’t want to clash with your dress,” motioning to the available clothes, the girl then went forth and selected a dress for the madame – a beautiful shade of sapphire blue, not unlike the glow that the materia orbs gave away. The older woman complied instantly – and let Aerith continue to choose the jewelry, the shoes, anything she thought she needed for their outing together. By the time she was ready, one last look in the mirror told Melissa what she already knew – they were both stunning. And she was beyond happy to be going with Aerith.

“Come, Mel,” the girl dragged her away once more, only pausing to let the inn proprietress pick up her phone, “We can’t make our driver wait for too long.”

“Our driver?” she echoed, now absolutely puzzled by the turn of events but following Aerith nonetheless – she was so curious now, and apparently there was no end to the girl’s ingenuity when it came to concocting plans – but the moment they walked outside and she saw Reeve Tuesti, she understood it all.

@thememcry

March 21st, 1545

Cait Sith sensed her long before he met her.

The princess from Far Reach had more magic than anyone he'd ever met in the castle -- which explained her presence here. Reeve might disdain the royal family's obsession with magic, but most did not. Cait would not yet reveal himself.

...at least not to them.

The princess, however, was a different story entirely, especially after Reeve came back to his quarters looking as though someone had slapped him with a live salmon.

He absolutely needed to meet the girl capable of putting that expression his face.

And maybe see if she could make Rhys look like he'd been slapped with a live tuna.

It took a few days for Cait to find the princess on her own -- well, alone but for her tall dark bodyguard, anyway. Close enough.