#meteorshots

[churchflower]

ASK: [ @meteor-shotsots ] [ 📲 • sms ] —— miss you 😘

[ 📲 • sms ] -- You've been gone for ten minutes

[calamitysshatteredson]

[meteor-shots] 💀 :D

Ever wonder what my muse says about yours?What my muse would say upon hearing about your muse’s death

His throat was dry, suddenly.  As though he’d just spent time out in arid terrain with demanding winds.  Swallowing was unnecessarily difficult, thoughts scattering like started birds until they flew back into formation from learned behavior alone.

“Oh.”  Sephiroth managed, feeling something tense and squeeze and cease to move somewhere in his rib cage.  There was simply nothing more that he could say, under the circumstances.  Nothing more to be expressed under the scrutinizing eyes of people he did not, could not trust.

Blunt and fragile, like old sun-bleached bone.  Oh.

[calamitysshatteredson]

[meteor-shots] Sephiroth will find a very obviously handmade card on his desk, cut out of red and pink construction paper by someone who didn't realize that if you fold the paper in half, the two sides of the heart will be equal. Hey, he tried, okay? Anyway, the card wishes Sephiroth a very happy Valentine's Day and promises chocolate later. Zack possibly forgot to buy it, and now he's running around Midgar trying to find someone who isn't sold out...

He hadn’t really expected to find anything that wasn’t a glossy mass-produced card representing some attempt made by Shinra to ensure that everyone felt “loved and appreciated” along with the kind of chalky, waxy chocolate that one continued to find in the back of break room cabinets for years upon years.  What Sephiroth spotted and carefully, gently picked up was–

Well.  He wouldn’t have used the word “endearing”.  Not out loud.  There was the smallest, slightest genuine smile on his lips when he inspected the card thoroughly, however, admiring the effort even more than the promise of chocolate.  Maybe the holiday had some merit after all.

Glancing at the clock, he wondered…  Was there time to order some sort of custom-made chocolate confection in the shape of a goat?  It might be worth some phone calls.  It might even be worth Turk involvement, but that was as a last resort.  Confidential they might be, but something like that would spread too quickly to stay a surprise.

[backwaterheroics]

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Cloud nearly growls, frustration eclipsing decorum and whatever self-conscientiousness he may have lingering still in the fringes of him & Zack. It's surreal that they're friends, it's wild that they're hanging out. It's just -— ! He's not gonna think about it!!

He grips the polish rag tighter, leans in closer to the short sword across his lap. Like if he gets closer with the physicality of his feelings the scuff will learn its lesson and—! buff— out -— already—!

"Aahggh..," Cloud scowls, a fierce glower, and just about throws himself to lay back on the floor in defeat. "M'gunna give up on this, it's just not comin' out."

[churchflower]

@meteorshcts continued from x

she really had been watching his leg all day. she couldn’t figure out what it was, she really never paid much attention to the way he walked, but something was off about their cadence today. she was ending up so much farther ahead of him, and normally she didn’t really mind. just noticed how often she was leaning over her shoulder to talk. she scuffled backwards, standing beside him now, if not a half step. she’d match his pace instead. she'd convince him to let her practice on him later. “And how did you get out of that one?”

[churchflower]

“ now, now, don’t be silly; put that wallet away. i invited you out for dinner, so i’ll pay the bill, right? you can get the next one! “ @meteor-shots

she is not self conscious of money, she lived in the slums. he was the one who told her to sell flowers, she never thought anyone would buy them... but they did. she had money in her wallet. "Well why am I selling flowers then? What am I supposed to spend all this money on?" all this money was probably like five gil.

[churchflower]

@meteor-shots​ asked:  ‘ i’ll be right here. don’t worry. ’

How could something so beautiful be so terrifying? How was she expected not to stare up into it. She felt like she would float away at any second. Her fingers must have started digging into his palm. She didn’t even notice how tightly she was holding on. Strong for her size, a little more than expected but he was a SOLDIER she wasn’t worried about hurting him. She didn’t even realize she was holding her breath, eyes wide and struck with a mixture of awe and terror. Those big greens turned his way and his words reminded her to breathe. Though a laugh was caught up in there, airy and light, she relaxed her hand in his palm.                  “Don’t let me float away, okay?”

[churchflower]

@meteor-shots​ asked: ∗ 41﹕ sender  twines  their  fingers  with  receiver’s.

Goddess, he made her heart beat so incredibly fast and yet times seemed to move so slowly. He had such strong hands but they were so gentle when he slipped his into hers. His glove detracted from the entire experience, but she’d let it pass. Now watching their hands joined together with such a warm, loving confusion. She had never felt like this about anyone else. “Well okay then, lead the way I guess.” her fingers reciprocated.