ˢʰᵉ ʷᵃᶫᵏˢ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵈᵈᵉˢˢ ᵒᶠ spring @cetraheir - Tumblr Blog

this blog turned 7 years old last month. time really flies...

sometimes i come on here just to see where everyone’s been and how they are. i wish you all so much happiness, even from afar.

oikawas

xaedificare

aedionashryvers:

myth moodboards → fair folk

the lords and ladies of the forest.

the-composer

❤ ▬▬ emotional starters to kick you in the feelings.

“What am I to you?” “If you could be with me, would you?” “Do you still think about (___)?” ”Do you want to be something more?” “I need to tell you how I feel.” “I miss how we used to be.” “Is it okay to say that I’m jealous?” “I’m so sorry I’m jealous… It’s such an ugly feeling.” ”I can’t help the way I feel.” ”They all want you, but they don’t even know you.” ”Is it okay to want you for myself?” “You’re mine. I don’t want to share.” “I want to be the only one for you.” “It’s you. You’re it. You’re the one I want.” “If you want me, you can have me.” “You can have others, but I will be your priority.” “Let’s talk about what you want.” “Let’s talk about what I want.” “I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” “You’re my friend. You didn’t know that?” ”I don’t think I know how to love…” ”Can I trust you?” “I forgive you.” “I only play around because I don’t have you.” “Name it. I’d give it up for you.” “You play so hard to get. Will I ever catch you?” “How can I get you to like me?” “Is there some secret to winning your love?” “Are you available?” “Are you afraid of commitment?” “If I agreed to be exclusive with you, would you do the same?” “Do you feel anything?” ”Why are you pushing me away?” ”The instant you start to feel something, you turn tail and run.” ”He/she/they love you, you know…” ”Don’t. I’m not good for you. Don’t even think about falling for me.” ”I will hurt you. That’s just a fact.” “You’re so wild that I want to be the one to tame you.” ”If you love them, then I want to as well.” “Your heart is safe with me.” ”You’re the type who wants to have your cake and eat it, too.” ”You’ve got me wrapped around your finger.” ”I’ve missed you so much.” ”Your happiness comes before mine.” ”I don’t mind sharing, as long as I’m with you.” “I am so sorry for hurting you.” “Can we start over?”

#........ fuck i forgot the tag for these aaa.

poetbitesback

Dear Persephone, how do you survive all of the fire? Hell and halfway there when you come back for the Spring and Summer sun; do your tears not evaporate? Dear Persephone, How does your softness not melt? The girly layers that were placed upon you before you knew your fate, like the fleshy skin of a pomegranate- how do you protect your seeds? Dear Persephone, is there ice in your heart? I can’t imagine another way to survive a love that burns. Dear Persephone, teach me to wear a crown and not fear the flames. Dear Persephone, make me a queen.

Dear Persephone || O.L. (via poetbitesback)

aerithdaily

aerith mannerisms + final fantasy vii

#█ ▌✖ ᶠᶦʳᵉ ᶦᶰ ʰᵉʳ ᵛᵉᶦᶰˢ ﹔ ᵃʳᵐᵒʳ ᵇᵉᶰᵉᵃᵗʰ ʰᵉʳ ˢᵏᶦᶰ ( aerith )

you ever just.... lose all ur icons and wanna curl up in a ball tf.

#█ ▌✖ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶫᶦᶠᵉˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐ ( ooc )

batkingsalem

Tfw your girlfriend is buff as heck (insta and non-insta version)

#█ ▌✖ ˢᵏᵘᶫᶫ ˢᵐᵃˢʰᵉʳ ﹔ ʷᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᶫᵉᶠᵗ ᵇᵉʰᶦᶰᵈ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ( tifa )

she always had that about her, that ( l o o k ) of otherness, of EYES that see things much too far, && of thoughts that wander off the edge of the WORLD.

#final fantasy rp #ff rp #ff7 rp #hello i'm back c:

oh i’ve missed this place.

#█ ▌✖ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶫᶦᶠᵉˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐ ( ooc )

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

she’s envisioned it before. body turning blue with every passing second. blood, a pool beneath her corpse as her soul leaves for the lifestream. flashbacks of her life, of those she had allowed to flit in and out of it, blurring against the dying of her eyesight. there would be darkness, she supposed, before the bright & warm embrace of those within the lifestream welcomed their maiden at last. they wouldn’t need to whisper to her from flowers anymore. they wouldn’t need to hum to her their lullabies, from the wound of the earth at the northern crater. she would be where she was supposed to, absorbed by the planet at last.

perhaps she would take that image with her wherever she went. the endless times where she could have died, the way the dead haunted her even while she were awake – she could carried them around. her body, a graveyard for gaia. little else.