.⭑・゚~ what kind of flower are you?
Forget-Me-Not
nostalgic & introverted , you OVERTHINK previous moments in time & sometimes may appear to be a bit in your OWN world . you are beautifully soft & quiet , speaking freely only around those who you feel most comfortable with . because of this QUIET nature , you are TERRIFIED of being left BEHIND , forgotten by those you encounter . a bit MELANCHOLIC by nature , you tend to forget your beauty , looking UP to all of the sunflowers , roses , & cherry blossoms of the world . but my darling , you are what draws the eye down to the pavement & the FIRST to be picked by those seeking comfort . perk up & appreciate your worth , my love
tagged by : @kibonosentoki ( thankie ! i really appreciate it ! )
tagging : @aicidos ( for tifa ! if you would like ~ ) , @hercbled , @blitzrod / @eiskatana , @entune & anybody else who would like to do this :3
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@eiskatana said: Leaps at him, wraps her arms around his neck & shoulders and gives him a big ol smooch!!
He extends his arms out to her by instinct.
“Hey, Tae—“
But before he could say anything further their lips are sealed into a kiss. After returning it, he chuckles, motioning his arms in a loop around her frame for a close hug.
“Missed me?”
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( 1 ) new email from -- @eiskatana [ subject contents ] ( from Tae / eiskatana for Reno ) she barges into the room -- unintentionally, wanting to be quiet but the tremble in her hands wouldn't let her, neither did the shaky, wobbly feeling in her legs as they carried her. 3am wasn't the best time to seek someone out, she knew, and she wanted to be considerate, but she couldn't take being alone right now, not when all those negative feelings her nightmare caused her still lingered in every part of her being. "s-sorry, i... i didn't know what to..." an attempt at a deep breath. he was her friend, he'd understand, wouldn't he? she didn't know who else to turn to, he was the first who came to mind ( and also the one occupying the room closest to hers with their current whereabouts ), though she couldn't keep her gaze on him for long before it kept darting from detail to detail in the room, a mirror of the way she had been shaken up by her own mind producing such horrid scenery in her sleep. "do you mind... if i..." she grips her own hand to stop the tremble. "if i stay here with you, for the rest of the... night? i just... i don't want to... be alone right now."
[ subject title ] -- unknown, random email.
Reno wasn��t a heavy sleeper , so when Tae came through his door he woke -- instantly on the defensive until he realised nothing was attacking them. He blinked a couple of times , eyes not adjusted fully having just opened them -- her words filtering through to his mind. He sat up , the sheet falling from him slightly as he rubbed at his eyes and ran a hand through his hair. Finally he looked up at her and it hit him -- that look in her eyes , the nervous disposition , the way her eyes darted from left to right. She was looking everywhere in the room. He noticed the tremble in her hands.
Nightmare. They all had their fair share of them -- it would be hypocritical of him to not notice the same things in her that he had himself.
He shuffled over in the bed somewhat and moved the sheet back , “ Get in. “ He said , his voice a bit rough from sleep but not unkind. Once she settled down beside him , he wrapped his arms around her. Pulling her close to him and resting her head against his chest , his heartbeat steady in her ears. He stroked her hair gently and levelled his breathing -- small things he hoped would bring her comfort to lull her back to sleep , to a peaceful sleep.
“ Rest , Tae. “ He whispered gently , “ Ain’t gonna let anythin’ hurt ya. Ya safe , I promise. “
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SEND HUGS & KISSES TO YOUR LOCAL PRESIDENT @eiskatana
She had only meant to report back from a mission, delivering important information while her fellow Turks were busy with other tasks -- though what she found made her gasp and rush over immediately, kneeling next to the man. Seeing his bandages soaked, she assumed it was one of the stronger bursts of pain caused by the Geostigma. Why did it have to choose him? Gently, her hands and arms snaked around his form to help him sit up from the floor, though it felt wrong to do just that when he was suffering. So instead, she lingered, her arms wrapped around him, holding him in her embrace until he'd regain enough of his strength to stand up and get to a more comfortable space.
THROUGH GRITTED TEETH DOES HE ATTEMPT , FOOLISHLY PERHAPS , to push himself back to his feet. Yet his body was tired. Broken -- it no longer worked the way he wanted it to. Annoyed with himself as palms are flat against the wooden floor. Dark spots line the floor that had fallen from the bandages that by now covered more than half of his person. No longer able to hide the truth from the Turks. He’d had to confess , though they had been able to see the evidence as clear as day without a word from him. Ever the stubborn one , refusing help when he would need it most -- but hells if it wasn’t the single most frustrating thing he’d experienced. Some days he didn’t have the strength to lift himself up. Other days he felt alright , or at least as alright as he could be...
And then there were days like today.
The days where he knew it was simply a matter of time before his body would cave into the Geostigma. A broken cup by the side of him , annoyance on his face as he could almost hear his father telling him just how weak he really was. The pain had lanced through him , stealing the very air from his lungs as his legs gave out and he’d fallen to the floor. A sound had been torn from him as he felt as though every vein in his body was burning , as every bone in his body felt like it was snapping. His head spun as his vision blurred , unable to make out the lines on the floor as he gripped hold of his head. The headache that struck him was violent enough to make him gag.
He was no fool. He knew there was no cure. As much as he knew there was no way his body could handle much more of this. How long until he became another name on the list ?
He hadn’t seen her approach , hadn’t heard her either. The pain intense enough it cut off each one of his senses. He flinches slightly , though her touch was gentle it still hurt. Her arms around him as though she was going to help him up and yet decided against it -- perhaps knowing it would only cause him much more pain. Yet she stayed that way , was she trying to comfort him?
He leaned into it , a bit of strength where he felt none. It was a comfort to him , raising his hand somewhat to grip hold of her arm while his head rested against her shoulder. Grateful for the extra support , simply holding himself up in that moment was difficult. He opened his mouth to speak but words wouldn’t come.
Yet he’d tried to say thank you.
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( 1 ) NEW EMAIL FROM @eiskatana
She's lying on one of the auditing room's sofas, book in hand, reading after a long day of work followed by reports -- her break an earned one. From the corner of her eye, she notices the flash of red, still doing his part of the report of one of their shared missions. Her attention diverted from her book, she looks up and in his direction, facial expression gentle. "You should take a break. I can massage your shoulders if you want? All that sitting there over the report isn't gonna do them any good.
A SIGH FELL FROM HIM , rubbing at his temples as he tried to plough through the ever growing pile of paperwork. Red hair ruffled more than usual , owing to the fact he’d spent so long running his fingers through them. The building was silent , he doubted there’d be many people here at this time -- only people like himself and Tae who , apparently -- had nothing better to do with their Saturday night.
Her voice brought him out of his thoughts as the sounds of his fingers skating over the keyboard finally quieted. The open file still in front of him , he leant back in his chair -- neck cracking as he did , arms stretched out to the ceiling.
❝ You’re probably right. ❞ He’d been at this report for hours already and he was only halfway through it. Moving his head from side to side , trying to relieve some of the tension in his shoulders. His own hand moved to rub gently at the spot that had begun to ache. ❝ Didn’t think I had so much to input on this one , clearly I was wrong. ❞ He hissed as he moved -- the ache setting in his shoulders, familiar and yet oh so annoying. ❝ Might take you up on that offer, Tae. ❞
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