February 2012
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A Gift to Keep
turkleader:
The Turk did not respond immediately, not in a verbal manner. An accumulation of laughter, of comfort—one thing after another bound the strands of his heart in a tight, compact knot, emanating feelings of flight, of whispered freedoms. To allow himself to feel this way…. It had been years. The Wutaian closed his eyes, a smile resting over his mouth with such naturalness, he wondered...
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Anonymous asked: Is Tseng your boyfriend? You seem to be spending a lot of time together.
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made-to-troll asked: Hey there, Aerith. You know that thing you said to Sir Turk about him loving pink ribbons? Well, here's proof that he does~ Enjoy the blackmail! >:3 (Just remove the parentheses) i45(.)photobucket(.)com/albums/f73/FireFoxxNT7/Final%20Fantasy%207/Various%20Pairings%20and%20Groups/Aeris%20x%20Tseng/caeb3c40(.)gif
sexyredturk asked: Reno quickly placed a small paper flower in her ask box, not leaving a note or anything. If there was anyone he was too nervous about expressing his emotions to, it was her. "Happy Valentines'" a small note attached to it read, "from your secret admirer."
twinturkterrors asked: Stealthily, a bouquet mix of lilies - real and paper- are sent to the Cetra's home, laid to rest on her doorstep with a card. It is filled with apologies and explanations that rambled on and on, hiding the true message in their dizzying lengths. All in all, every word could have been compressed to a precious few, written by a normally grumpy Wutaian man by the name of Megumi. 'I'm...
A Gift to Keep
turkleader:
“I’ve woken up to far less pleasant things, I can assure you,” he chuckled softly in reply to the thoughts of an antic pup, stirring him from sleep with much unneeded salivations. “Far fewer things seem as enjoyable as waking to a companion, whatever its form or method of greeting,” he considered thoughtfully as he continued. The hand that had stroked the pup’s back had stilled,...
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tseng-san asked: "Aerith..." His hands gently closed around her shoulders, as he stepped from behind. There was smoothness in the tone when he spoke her name: "Aerith". Did he need an apology for what he was told to do? Tseng leaned towards her neck and left there a kiss, simple if delicate. "Forgive me if that was wrong, I never meant offending you"
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A Gift to Keep
Somehow, there seemed too much else to say in this. Too much passed the mind, kept the words from coming initially, and only paused breath insomuch as laughter did not steal from it—a louder sound than usual, touched by the same warmth as her presence brought, unclouding his own sky. Her abrupt nearness, the demand of her embrace which he was so willing to take and return… these were gifts. Her...
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Roleplayer Meme
OOC Name: Phoe Nicknames: Aery, Puck, Nympho, Flopsy, OOC Age: Twenty one. How Long have you been RPing?: For the best part of a decade. Time Zone: GMT Characters you play on Tumblr: Aerith, Yuffie, Lucrecia, Ifalna, Fuhito, (FFVII), Nymphadora Tonks & Wormtail (Harry Potter), Martha Masters (House MD), Irri (Game of Thrones) OTP’s: Zack/Aerith, Hojo/Luce, Reeve/Vincent, Tseng/Elfe,...
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sexyredturk:
ancientflower started following you
Reno stared for a moment and then coughed, hiding a slight blush, “Aerith. You look as beautiful as ever, flower girl.”
You’d think she’d have gotten used to the staring by now, but there was something remarkably endearing about it. The underlying urge to stare right back was something she’d thankfully grown out of, but it...
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There is a large flowerbed in his office, oblong in shape, created from concrete, with a wide rim around it. Sometimes he sits on the edge and thinks; it pacifies him even while it remains entirely barren. He is used to concrete, he is used to metal and machine; he lives and breathes the inorganic. He sits on the edge and thinks.
What possessed the man to install such a feature into an...
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Mistaken Identity
maternalcetra:
“Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba wheeeeeee!” The infant Miss Aerith babbled incomprehensibly as Ifalna moved, the tiny tot positioned on one hip as she made her way silently to the laboratory. Without the gift of cohesive speech, the young girl had typically communicated merely with points and smiles, but her developing language skills now revolved around making as much noise as possible as...
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Maternal Comfort.
maternalcetra:
“Shhh, Aerith. It’s alright. I’m here… I’m here.” A quiet whisper broke through her daughter’s sobs, a heartfelt reminder offered as she cradled the toddler, holding her close in their surprisingly hospitable prison. It had been over a year, and still the small girl hadn’t adjusted. Ifalna could hardly blame her, how many hours a day did she even get to see her own flesh and...
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ancientflower:
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crystallinecrescent:
mentalmonsters:
WHO ELSE WANTS A GALIAN PUPPY?
” Only if I can call him Sprinkles.”
“Sprinkels is a good name…”
“Or Mr.Snugglebum. You know, something nice and cuddly.”
“Cuddles? Can we call him Cuddles?”
” Oooh! Definitely. And he can curl up on the bottom of our beds at night and growl at mean old...
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crystallinecrescent:
mentalmonsters:
WHO ELSE WANTS A GALIAN PUPPY?
” Only if I can call him Sprinkles.”
“Sprinkels is a good name…”
“Or Mr.Snugglebum. You know, something nice and cuddly.”
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sanguinesaint:
execoterrorist:
ancientflower:
REEVE TUESTI 2012
Vote TUESTI; tonguing tyranny back into submission the RIGHT way.
Sis…your slogans…
“Miss…Gainsborough…” [- Is rather torn whether I should be amused or… -]
My slogans are works of art! They get people talking don’t they? And Elmyra always used to tell me that it was only by opening the channels of conversation...
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REEVE TUESTI 2012
Vote TUESTI; tonguing tyranny back into submission the RIGHT way.
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execoterrorist:
ancientflower:
FELICIA DRAGOON 2012
Because I’d rather a pixie in pants was running things.
Sis, I love you to death but…
Are you insane?
THIS ISN’T BETTER
It’s genius! You’re smart, and environmentally conscious, not to mention politically aware. I think you’d do a great job. I mean, the tag line needs some work, but give it a go! I’d vote for...
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FELICIA DRAGOON 2012
Because I’d rather a pixie in pants was running things.
January 2012
35 posts
not-a-rookie:
ancientflower:
not-a-rookie replied to your photo: “Is daydreaming considered a productive use of…
From past experience… no.
“Not even if it’s a really good daydream? About…rainbows and holidays and all kinds of nice things that aren’t available in the real world. Like unicorns! Doesn’t everyone love them? They have such cute little faces and fluffy little manes… I have far...
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not-a-rookie replied to your photo: “Is daydreaming considered a productive use of…
From past experience… no.
“Not even if it’s a really good daydream? About…rainbows and holidays and all kinds of nice things that aren’t available in the real world. Like unicorns! Doesn’t everyone love them? They have such cute little faces and fluffy little manes… I...
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Age is but a number.
turkleader:
The Turk’s eyes lit from within: a tender flame—gentle and without bite. It was the breath spoken into the smile he had borne since moments prior. He blinked softly, eyes repositioning downwards and to the side in thought a moment, only to rise to the brunette’s face once more. “They’ll come. My genes alone keep them from broadening their presence. But they are...
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Age is but a number.
turkleader:
AncientFlower:
“Isn’t age just a number? At least you’re life experienced, and with that experience comes wisdom.” The Cetra chimed in on her travels as she shot the nameless stranger an unimpressed look. “But for what it’s worth, you’re not old, sir.”
“Age comes sometimes with the mind, as well as the body. It doesn’t signify much in the face of those who see it for what it...
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