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happy birthday, leesh! 💖💖💖
Thank you so so much! 💖 💖 💖
@asteadfastheart ASKED :: “first you try to kill me, then you lie to me.” from meme :: sentence starters - the witcher
“ listen love, “ reno started. “ it’s what i do. “ although why everyone was fixating on the fact he was trying to kill them. it wasn't anything personal, at least in regards to her. but as he'd said; it's what he did.
// @asteadfastheart Continued from X. //
Cloud smiled, glad to see she seemed to be relaxing but also noticing how quickly she deflected the attention off of herself. He didn’t really want to push her, it was her day after all. Still, he wanted to do something.
He sat down on the stool next to her, “ Listen... maybe tonight, after whatever plans everyone has cooked up for you, I could show you something? It’s not much...”
+ @asteadfastheart [sc]
he knocks his boot into hers, face turned half away, feeling too much of something scratchy and hot.
“there’s a––kitten,” you can do it, strife! “stuck in the storm-grate outside. noticed it coming in, and––you know how they don’t... like me. so––” well, now you’re just rambling. shut up!
3 LITTLE WORDS; accepting. @asteadfastheart sent: “ please don’t laugh. “ for shilah.
there is a moment, where he does want to laugh. however, with children at his heels now, he’s gotten a lot better about keeping those things to himself. ( oh, when they swore, and had no idea -- the first time fuck came about he was wheezing into his hand at the context of it all. )
“ okay, okay. no laughing. “ only a small smile. “ can i help you, though? “
“hey,” she murmurs softly as she sits beside him. gently, she rubs his back in circular and figure eight patterns before her hand slides up and her fingers are toying with the back of his hair. she’s enjoying the quiet, something rare, but she doesn’t take it for granted. and neither does she for this moment. courage comes to her in baby steps when it concerns certain things—including this: she leans in closer and kisses him softly, a chaste kiss with the promise of more.
got the hookup? → ☆ @asteadfastheart
he leans back into her hand, letting the calm she brings with her wash over him like clear water. the world slows when tifa is with him, and cloud feels like he can breathe, finally. she can make things so simple for him, sometimes, and the clarity she gives him is invaluable. dilly dally, shilly shally, right?
so really, it’s gotta be him that’s messing things up. (when isn’t it?) it’s gotta be him that’s reading into them too much, lately. it’s gotta be––
––her, so close he can feel her breath across his face. her hand in his hair, pulling him closer. her lips, smoothing across his. her heart, encompassing all of his; he would give so much more if only she would ask.
his breath stutters out of him in a rush, overwhelmed. “tifa, i––”
he doesn’t know what he was about to say; all he knows is that he wants to feel more, so he crowds into her, hands at her neck, heart beating out of his chest, a heavy flush across his face, and kisses her with everything he should have ever said.
@asteadfastheart asked: ❝ i wonder, if you do the right thing, does it really make everyone happy? ❞
NATURE MAY TAKE the clever mantle of mortality, but the slow, careful movements of her limbs may betray something more primal writhing at her core -- the graceful curves of a serpent, the proud, silent stalk of a panther. yes, there is a beast inside this tar-haired, golden-eyed woman, one that could strike at any given moment with all the brutal force of a lightning strike.
it seems, however, she is content merely to watch and observe. that is, after all, her objective in staying within view of human gaze. if power is a locked box, then knowledge is its key, and this human could prove an interesting resource thereof.
‘ if either doing the right thing or making others happy is your aim, you have come to the wrong place for both such objectives. ’
the legend of zelda starters // accepting!
@asteadfastheart | vincent & tifa
“ no ... it isn’t pointless. you’re human ... ” a hint of melancholy in his words, voice softening as he nearly shudders saying the word (human -- humanity -- merely some game to play until you’re six feet deep). he stares down into the deep red of one of tifa’s drinks, lost in his swirling reflection. it doesn’t taste like much. or anything at all, really. and again he feels that pang, like roaring jealousy deep in the chambers of his heart. all he can give her, for now, are some simple words muddled with false sympathy. can he truly feel the remorse, the regret? tifa is very much human. him ... not so much.
“ though your body might not need it ... even your spirit needs a break. ”