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𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆’𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆…
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦.
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆,
𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣,
𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅.
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆’𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆…
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦.
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆,
𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣,
𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅.
her hand rose as she touched the nape of his neck where his fingers tangled in her hair, mirroring the intimacy he gave her.
“i’ve got you, too.”
“i’ve got you, too.”
November 24, 2025 at 11:57 PM
her hand rose as she touched the nape of his neck where his fingers tangled in her hair, mirroring the intimacy he gave her.
“i’ve got you, too.”
“i’ve got you, too.”
she watches her younger sister with a concerned glint in her verdant gaze.
“hey. you okay?”
“hey. you okay?”
November 24, 2025 at 8:44 PM
she watches her younger sister with a concerned glint in her verdant gaze.
“hey. you okay?”
“hey. you okay?”
she pulled back so fast as if he has burned her, her braid whipping.
“i-“
her voice cracked as she shook her head.
“i’m sorry.”
she took a breath.
“i’ll be okay,” she murmured. “really. i… just need a second.”
“i-“
her voice cracked as she shook her head.
“i’m sorry.”
she took a breath.
“i’ll be okay,” she murmured. “really. i… just need a second.”
November 24, 2025 at 6:43 PM
she pulled back so fast as if he has burned her, her braid whipping.
“i-“
her voice cracked as she shook her head.
“i’m sorry.”
she took a breath.
“i’ll be okay,” she murmured. “really. i… just need a second.”
“i-“
her voice cracked as she shook her head.
“i’m sorry.”
she took a breath.
“i’ll be okay,” she murmured. “really. i… just need a second.”
she met his gaze. brown and green, colors of the planet, holding each other for one suspended, fragile moment that was only for them. she felt herself sway toward him. just enough that she almost let herself lean into the warmth he offered.
November 24, 2025 at 6:43 PM
she met his gaze. brown and green, colors of the planet, holding each other for one suspended, fragile moment that was only for them. she felt herself sway toward him. just enough that she almost let herself lean into the warmth he offered.
“oh! sorry!! i- i thought you were a spider!!! you said ‘skibidi’ and, well, that sounds like spider language to me!”
she’s clutching the chair like a shield now.
“…are you, um… not a spider?”
she’s clutching the chair like a shield now.
“…are you, um… not a spider?”
November 24, 2025 at 6:12 PM
“oh! sorry!! i- i thought you were a spider!!! you said ‘skibidi’ and, well, that sounds like spider language to me!”
she’s clutching the chair like a shield now.
“…are you, um… not a spider?”
she’s clutching the chair like a shield now.
“…are you, um… not a spider?”
“hold on- wait. you can make your own? homemade eggnog??”
November 24, 2025 at 6:07 PM
“hold on- wait. you can make your own? homemade eggnog??”
“but… if i’m super, duper careful- no touching, promise!… can i still decorate your halo?”
a tilt of her head.
“oh- and i’m aerith. it’s very nice to meet you, even if i almost, um… died trying to accessorize you.”
a tilt of her head.
“oh- and i’m aerith. it’s very nice to meet you, even if i almost, um… died trying to accessorize you.”
November 24, 2025 at 6:00 PM
“but… if i’m super, duper careful- no touching, promise!… can i still decorate your halo?”
a tilt of her head.
“oh- and i’m aerith. it’s very nice to meet you, even if i almost, um… died trying to accessorize you.”
a tilt of her head.
“oh- and i’m aerith. it’s very nice to meet you, even if i almost, um… died trying to accessorize you.”
aerith tilted her head and tapped a fingertip against her chin.
“hmm… me? problems with a mako reactor?” she echoed innocently.
𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘳𝘢?
she smiled sweetly.
“nope! none at all. but thank you for the concern… mister…?”
“hmm… me? problems with a mako reactor?” she echoed innocently.
𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘳𝘢?
she smiled sweetly.
“nope! none at all. but thank you for the concern… mister…?”
November 24, 2025 at 5:51 PM
aerith tilted her head and tapped a fingertip against her chin.
“hmm… me? problems with a mako reactor?” she echoed innocently.
𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘳𝘢?
she smiled sweetly.
“nope! none at all. but thank you for the concern… mister…?”
“hmm… me? problems with a mako reactor?” she echoed innocently.
𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘳𝘢?
she smiled sweetly.
“nope! none at all. but thank you for the concern… mister…?”
“three themes it is. sweet, sunny, and dramatic! like our own tiny flower troupe right outside the theater, huh? i call dibs on arranging the dramatic ones. i feel inspired!”
November 24, 2025 at 5:46 PM
“three themes it is. sweet, sunny, and dramatic! like our own tiny flower troupe right outside the theater, huh? i call dibs on arranging the dramatic ones. i feel inspired!”
she stepped back and gave him a little cheer with her fists curled like pom-poms.
“c’mon, cowboy! show me whatcha got! big strut? dramatic spin? heroic pose? i believe in you!”
“c’mon, cowboy! show me whatcha got! big strut? dramatic spin? heroic pose? i believe in you!”
November 24, 2025 at 5:41 PM
she stepped back and gave him a little cheer with her fists curled like pom-poms.
“c’mon, cowboy! show me whatcha got! big strut? dramatic spin? heroic pose? i believe in you!”
“c’mon, cowboy! show me whatcha got! big strut? dramatic spin? heroic pose? i believe in you!”
a delighted gasp escaped her! two enthusiastic thumbs-up with a bright, sunny grin!
“oh wow! look at you! you look perfect. the most stylish gunslinger to ever stroll down loveless street!”
she leaned in conspiratorially, offering him a challenge.
“buuut… a good look needs good moves to match.”
“oh wow! look at you! you look perfect. the most stylish gunslinger to ever stroll down loveless street!”
she leaned in conspiratorially, offering him a challenge.
“buuut… a good look needs good moves to match.”
November 24, 2025 at 5:41 PM
a delighted gasp escaped her! two enthusiastic thumbs-up with a bright, sunny grin!
“oh wow! look at you! you look perfect. the most stylish gunslinger to ever stroll down loveless street!”
she leaned in conspiratorially, offering him a challenge.
“buuut… a good look needs good moves to match.”
“oh wow! look at you! you look perfect. the most stylish gunslinger to ever stroll down loveless street!”
she leaned in conspiratorially, offering him a challenge.
“buuut… a good look needs good moves to match.”
“…it doesn’t matter.”
she just stood there, shaking.
she just stood there, shaking.
November 24, 2025 at 4:27 PM
“…it doesn’t matter.”
she just stood there, shaking.
she just stood there, shaking.
“monsters don’t do that. not for someone they barely know. not for someone who has nothing to offer but a single flower.”
not for someone who was living on borrowed time.
not for someone who was living on borrowed time.
November 24, 2025 at 3:19 PM
“monsters don’t do that. not for someone they barely know. not for someone who has nothing to offer but a single flower.”
not for someone who was living on borrowed time.
not for someone who was living on borrowed time.
his anger didn’t scare her. his pain didn’t scare her. what scared her, was how much he believed every word he was saying. she looked down at the ground.
“you’re right. i have seen monsters.”
her eyes lifted to him.
“you’re right. i have seen monsters.”
her eyes lifted to him.
November 24, 2025 at 3:19 PM
his anger didn’t scare her. his pain didn’t scare her. what scared her, was how much he believed every word he was saying. she looked down at the ground.
“you’re right. i have seen monsters.”
her eyes lifted to him.
“you’re right. i have seen monsters.”
her eyes lifted to him.
“nicholas… you’re not the only one with secrets.”
her thumb stroked along his cheekbone.
“and the parts you’re hiding… they don’t make this part of you, the part i see, any less real.”
her thumb stroked along his cheekbone.
“and the parts you’re hiding… they don’t make this part of you, the part i see, any less real.”
November 24, 2025 at 2:31 PM
“nicholas… you’re not the only one with secrets.”
her thumb stroked along his cheekbone.
“and the parts you’re hiding… they don’t make this part of you, the part i see, any less real.”
her thumb stroked along his cheekbone.
“and the parts you’re hiding… they don’t make this part of you, the part i see, any less real.”
“i don’t… really want this day to end yet.”
she offered him a hopeful smile that didn’t quite hide the sadness in her eyes. even if she didn’t have much time left… she wanted this.
just a little longer.
she offered him a hopeful smile that didn’t quite hide the sadness in her eyes. even if she didn’t have much time left… she wanted this.
just a little longer.
November 24, 2025 at 2:03 AM
“i don’t… really want this day to end yet.”
she offered him a hopeful smile that didn’t quite hide the sadness in her eyes. even if she didn’t have much time left… she wanted this.
just a little longer.
she offered him a hopeful smile that didn’t quite hide the sadness in her eyes. even if she didn’t have much time left… she wanted this.
just a little longer.
for one dizzy second she wasn’t sure if the heat blooming in her chest was embarrassment or something… sweeter. something fluttering. her cheeks flushed pink, and she gave him a tiny nod.
“i… i love it. thank you.”
“i… i love it. thank you.”
November 24, 2025 at 2:03 AM
for one dizzy second she wasn’t sure if the heat blooming in her chest was embarrassment or something… sweeter. something fluttering. her cheeks flushed pink, and she gave him a tiny nod.
“i… i love it. thank you.”
“i… i love it. thank you.”
she finished her noodles quickly after that. she set her bowl down next to her.
“florecita…” she repeated, “it’s… spanish, right? sounds really pretty.”
her smile grew.
“the root word’s ‘flora,’ so… flower? but what’s the rest mean?”
“florecita…” she repeated, “it’s… spanish, right? sounds really pretty.”
her smile grew.
“the root word’s ‘flora,’ so… flower? but what’s the rest mean?”
November 24, 2025 at 12:23 AM
she finished her noodles quickly after that. she set her bowl down next to her.
“florecita…” she repeated, “it’s… spanish, right? sounds really pretty.”
her smile grew.
“the root word’s ‘flora,’ so… flower? but what’s the rest mean?”
“florecita…” she repeated, “it’s… spanish, right? sounds really pretty.”
her smile grew.
“the root word’s ‘flora,’ so… flower? but what’s the rest mean?”
[ wearing a literal eggnog mustache. ]
nope! definitely not. nothing to see here!
nope! definitely not. nothing to see here!
November 23, 2025 at 8:03 PM
[ wearing a literal eggnog mustache. ]
nope! definitely not. nothing to see here!
nope! definitely not. nothing to see here!
she giggled, then she met his eyes with a hopeful glint in her verdant gaze.
“you’re staying for dinner… right?” she asked, tilting her head just so. “mom’s cooking tonight. and she’ll fuss if you disappear again before she can feed you properly.”
“you’re staying for dinner… right?” she asked, tilting her head just so. “mom’s cooking tonight. and she’ll fuss if you disappear again before she can feed you properly.”
November 23, 2025 at 5:49 PM
she giggled, then she met his eyes with a hopeful glint in her verdant gaze.
“you’re staying for dinner… right?” she asked, tilting her head just so. “mom’s cooking tonight. and she’ll fuss if you disappear again before she can feed you properly.”
“you’re staying for dinner… right?” she asked, tilting her head just so. “mom’s cooking tonight. and she’ll fuss if you disappear again before she can feed you properly.”
suddenly, she remembered her manners.
“i’m aerith, by the way.” she extended her hand.
“i’m aerith, by the way.” she extended her hand.
November 23, 2025 at 5:32 PM
suddenly, she remembered her manners.
“i’m aerith, by the way.” she extended her hand.
“i’m aerith, by the way.” she extended her hand.
she offered him a small, earnest smile. but when he mentioned shinra, she let out a weary sigh.
“yup. shinra. the turks specifically. they show up at my doorstep like villains of the week. or the hour. depends on their mood.”
green eyes dropped for just a second.
“yup. shinra. the turks specifically. they show up at my doorstep like villains of the week. or the hour. depends on their mood.”
green eyes dropped for just a second.
November 23, 2025 at 5:32 PM
she offered him a small, earnest smile. but when he mentioned shinra, she let out a weary sigh.
“yup. shinra. the turks specifically. they show up at my doorstep like villains of the week. or the hour. depends on their mood.”
green eyes dropped for just a second.
“yup. shinra. the turks specifically. they show up at my doorstep like villains of the week. or the hour. depends on their mood.”
green eyes dropped for just a second.