#moltementi

[rogaire-a]

Hope: [Slaps Shay's ass, leaving behind a gold star sticker.]

@moltementi​

'' Just one? ''

[badassbarmaid]

you def should write more metas. what about a Cloti domesticity meta?! c:

SEND ME A TOPIC TO WRITE A META ABOUT MY MUSE ON

Domestic life within the Strife-Lockhart household is a little different than what most people would picture. With all the work they do, the children they care for, and the fame they hold as saviors of the world, it’s not your typical life. 

But it’s theirs, and that’s enough for them.

It’s taken a long time for Cloud to feel comfortable sharing a bed with Tifa, with his inner demons and night terrors making nighttime a struggle, but Tifa’s stubborn and persistent. Now, when they are in bed, they comfort each other through those shared demons and help each other sleep.

Tifa likes to help Cloud with budgeting, often reminding him of different things to factor in that he forgets about (”Don’t forget about Denzel’s new clothes! What about Marlene’s school supplies?”), and he helps her with stocking her shelves for the bar. 

They find time to share affection in simple ways; holding hands while watching TV on the couch, hugging each other from behind when one is cooking, playing with hair idly while relaxing after a long day.

Since Cloud and Tifa both have terrible sleeping patterns, they will randomly nap when they find the chance to. It happens more often than either of them would care to admit...

It’s not all bliss -- they have their fair share of arguments, but Cloud knows when to keep his mouth shut, and when to pull Tifa back from her explosive emotions. Usually, it works out fine when she gets to share everything she’s feeling, then she can think more clearly.

When it’s a nice evening out and Cloud’s not out on a delivery, he will often join Tifa on the roof of 7th Heaven, watching the stars above in comfortable silence. Because as they both know -- words aren’t the only way to tell someone how you feel.

[rileymcdaniels]

“I will admit that I may have been little brusque with you up until now…“ - from Sherl. [I'm gonna keep him over here for now XD]

“Brusque? You?”

“That was almost an apology. And this is me, almost accepting it.”

He’s not wrong. Sometimes, he’s brusque. Sometimes he comes to her workspace looking for answers, not her.

But he’s abrupt, not rude. He doesn’t push into her space or snatch things from her hands. He doesn’t try to divine the sordid meaning behind her messily-applied eyeliner or the scuffs on her shoes, at least not aloud or when she can be humiliated by it. He doesn’t take a tone with her, doesn’t weaponize being a man to get what he wants from her.

He could. She wouldn’t tolerate it; he’d have to find someone else to consult with. But he could.

He’s perceptive, but so is she, and it’s plain as day to her. She doesn’t know the contours of it, and she certainly doesn’t know why her, but she’s special.

She bites back a smile.

“What do you need?”

[coming-xf-age-archive]

[ you may be old but i still love you. ;3 ]

a homosexual......................

[soulstied-a]

↳  ELIJAH KAMSKI @moltementi​

   ❝ Have you been behaving yourself, Gavin? ❞

[contractterminvted]

Nathan casually slaps Rafe with a fish.

“Hey Nate,” Rafe looked at him and then at the fish on Nathan’s hand, pouting in confusion “what the fuck?”

[silentknivves-a]

@moltementi​ ( hickey ) wants to receive a forehead kiss !

Had it been any other night, any other time, any other universe, perhaps, Emily would not have done what she just did. Normally, the man was absolutely repulsive in her eyes -- disgusted by the vulgar comments he’d make every other sentence. But there were moments where it wasn’t all bad -- he proved time and time again to be a valuable member of the cause. That there were some wits about him. Though, may it be the ale she drank, she planted a small but gentle kiss on his forehead. Not seemingly out of nowhere, but because she felt he might’ve needed it. 

A simple, gentle gesture for a rugged man.

[onlycertainty-archive]

    so today-...was a day.