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 the  bar  had  quieted  down,  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭  𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲  𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐬  𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.  tifa  had  finished  cleaning  the  countertops  of  the  last  customer  there  and  thought  briefly  about  making  herself  a  drink.  her  eyes  were  drawn  to  a  man  sitting  alone  in  the  corner  of  the  bar.  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝  𝐡𝐢𝐦.  she  brushed  her  hands  off  on  a  nearby  towel  and  approached  leslie,  

❝  were  you  planning  on  sitting  and  brooding  all  night  or  did  you  want  to  drink?  ❞  she  offered  him  a  tender  smile, 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐚  𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝  𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦  𝐡𝐢𝐦.  ❝  i  could  get  you  something  on  the  house—its  the  least  i  can  do.  ❞     /   @atonedregret​ ♡

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𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐈𝐒: 

ACTS OF SERVICE : 32%

RECEIVING GIFTS : 10% PHYSICAL TOUCH : 13% QUALITY TIME : 16% WORDS OF AFFIRMATION : 29%

can   helping   with   homework   really   be   an   expression   of   love?   absolutely!   anything   you   do   to   ease   the   burden   of   responsibilities   weighing   on   an   "acts   of   service"   person   will   speak   volumes.   the   words   he   or   she   most   wants   to   hear:   "let   me   do   that   for   you."   laziness,   broken   commitments,   and   making   more   work   for   them   tell   speakers   of   this   language   their   feelings   don’t   matter.   when   others   serve   you   out   of   love   (and   not   obligation),   you   feel   truly   valued   and   loved.

TAGGED BY : @strategicode​ TAGGING : @speedance​ ( do it for roche! ), @makoeycd​, @valiantends​ and anyone else who wants to nab it. it’s a long one, but i think it’s nice.

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                             @speedance​​​ said : “ I slept incredibly well before I met you ”                                                   ↳ poetry prompts   //    accepting

tifa   hummed   softly,   leaning   crossed   from   roche   at   the   counter,   ❝   sounds   a   lot   like   you’re   blaming   me.   ❞   she   tilted   her   head   innocently   as   if   she   was   𝐀𝐓   𝐍𝐎   𝐅𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐓   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌.   he’d   been   frequenting   her   bar   more   than   usual—perhaps   he’d   become   addicted   to   the   atmosphere   or   perhaps   it   was   her   conversation   that   drew   him   ‘out   of   the   saddle’   as   he   would   put   it.   ❝   oh   !   is   this   due   to   a   new   alcohol   addiction   ?   ❞      she   feigns   a   shocked   expression   which   soon   breaks   in   to   soft   laughter,   a   simper   spreads   crossed   her   lips   before   she   began   to   busy   herself   with   making   his   drink—𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐈𝐓   𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘   before   placing   it   in   front   of   him   and   retaking   her   place   a   crossed   from   him.   she   watched   as   he   took   his   first   drink,   anxiety   built   in   her   stomach   as   she   silently   hoped   for   his   approval.   her   eyes   lit   up   as   she   noticed   the   satisfaction   on   his   face,   

❝      so,   what   do   you   think   ?…   you   told   me   last   time   it   needed   a   little   more   passion.   ❞   she   couldn’t   hide   the   proudness   she   felt   for   it   came   through   her   beaming   smile.  

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                                 @shadedturk​​ said : “ you call it a sin when we kiss ”                                                                  ↳ poetry prompts   //    accepting

     𝐈𝐓   𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐋.  the   way   she   snuck   around   in   the   dark   just   to   be   with   him.   she   refused   to   answer   where   she   slipped   off   to   in   the   night   because   deep   down,   she   knew   that   this   clandestine   affair   would   result   in   nothing   but   trouble.   but   the   way   his   hand   slid   down   her   back   and   rested   on   her   hip—the   way   he   pulled   her   close   until   the   space   between   them   was   non-existent.   it   was   a   feeling   𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃   𝐅𝐎𝐑   when   they   parted,   a   burning   desire   that   she   didn’t   want   to   give   up.   

     ❝   this   feels   forbidden…   and   wrong…   like   i’m   betraying   the   ones   closest   to   me…   ❞   her   eyes   escape   his   and   find   their   way   to   the   ground.   she   couldn’t   deny   the   feelings   she   felt   with   him,   but   the   guilt   for   feeling   them   had   started   to   build   up.   if   he   would   put   her   above   shinra—his   job,   then   she   might   have   felt   differently.   ❝   rude…   ❞   she   whispered,   her   hand   finding   rest   on   his   chest.   she   felt   him   hold   her   closer—did   he   hear   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   in   her   tone   ?   ❝   what   if…   what   if   you   left   shinra   ?   ❞   the   question   slipped   from   her   mouth   without   regard   to   what   effect   it   might   have.   she   immediately   felt   there   might   be   repercussions   for   her   freedom   with   her   words—but   her   curiosity   needed   to   be   sated.

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                    @strategicode​​​ said : “ you are still the first person i want to share new things with ”                                                      ↳ poetry prompts   //    accepting

𝐀   𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄   𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐃   𝐎𝐍   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒,   spreading   a   crossed   her   face,   making   it   hard   for   her   to   feign   nonchalant   at   his   statement.   ❝      can   you   believe   i   never   knew   that   ?   ❞   she   chuckled,   bringing   a   closed   fist   to   her   mouth   as   some   way   to   contain   her   joy.   biggs   spent   most   of   his   time   with   jessie   and   wedge,   so   there   mere   fact   that   she   comes   to   mind   when   he   thinks   of   something   new   was   hard   to   grasp—yet   endearing...   had   they   really   gotten   so   close   ?   

❝      you   know...   ❞   she   hummed   thoughtfully,   walking   around   the   bar   counter   to   steal   a   seat   next   to   him—there   weren't   many   customers   around   that   needed   her   attention,   so   she   gave   him   it   all.   ❝      i've   been   thinking   of   making   some   new   cocktails   for   the   menu...   would   you   mind   being   the   first   one   to   try   them   out   ?   ❞   she   leaned   her   elbow   on   the   counter,   allowing   her   head   to   rest   in   her   hand,   as   her   ruby   gaze   stared   him   down   for   an   answer.

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                    @shadedturk​​ said : “ i couldn’t remember the last time i’d been happy ”                                                        ↳  poetry prompts   //    accepting

     𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒   𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓   𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄   𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒   into   her   chest.   she'd   let   the   enemy   in   too   close   to   her   heart,   and   everything   she   loved   was   taken   from   her.   again.   tifa's   eyes   remained   downcast   as   he   spoke.   his   voice   was   all   she   wanted   to   hear   and   everything   she   hated.   her   hand   clenched   into   a   fist;   if   he   were   closer,   she'd   allow   it   to   connect   to   him,   wherever   it   would   hurt   him   most,   the   way   he'd   hurt   her.   ❝   then   why   !?   ❞   she   shouted   at   what   felt   like   the   loudest   volume   her   voice   could   reach,   her   face   raised   to   see   him,   his   eyes   were   hidden   behind   shades,   as   they   always   were,   but   this   infuriated   her.   how   dare   he   hide   behind   those   shades!   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑   𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃   𝐈𝐍   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄,   and   her   eyes   welled—she   was   crying?   why   was   she   crying. ? she   hated   that   he   could   see   her   pain   on   her   face—her   weakness.   

     ❝   i   thought   you   were   different   from   them…   i   thought   that   you   cared   about   me   !   ❞   her   voice   broke   and   she   bit   her   lip   to   prevent   herself   from   breaking   completely.   ❝   it   was   all   a   lie…   ❞   her   face   felt   like   fire,   tears   stung   as   they   trickled   down,   leaving   their   stains.   ❝   i'm   the   fool…   for   believing   someone   working   for   shinra   was   capable   of   real   compassion…   ❞   the   anger   in   her   tone   was   replaced   with   heartache,   could   he   see   the   pain   he'd   caused   her   ?

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tfw you intended to write something happy and it turned into angst. @feirnweh

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potential warnings for  :  mild allusions to homophobia 

“ i am going to hurt you ” “ you are going to hurt me ” “ i swear to god it will be worth something ” “ it’s always going to be like this  ,  isn’t it ? ” “ everything is a promise ” “ my heart looks like a bruise and i almost don’t mind ” “ loneliness aims to make a spectacle of me ” “ i forget how to say my own name ” “ i don’t know what i’m doing here without you ” “ i know this isn’t going to end well but i don’t think it matters ” “ everything is perfect .  everything is fine ” “ i slept incredibly well before i met you ” “ how much room do we have to breathe ? ” “ how do you effectively hold onto something that you don’t want other people to see ? ” “ what if i want other people to see it ? ” “ i don’t know if this is worth putting a name to ” “ you call it a sin when we kiss ” “ you only hear the word unholy in your mother’s voice ” “ what a slow way to die ” “ my soul can’t bear to be without yours ” “ that doesn’t mean it works ” “ i am the one saying goodbye ” “ i don’t remember anything before you ” “ the ocean always looked like you ” “ she does not remind me of anything  ;  everything reminds me of her ” “ i’m sorry for trying to love you before i knew what i was doing ” “ most days i pity you more than i love you ” “ i was as close as skin to you once ” “ sometimes i don’t feel like a person ” “ you are still the first person i want to share new things with ” “ i couldn’t remember the last time i’d been happy ” “ some people are born flight risks ” “ i feel like i’ve been sleepwalking for the last three months ” “ i need a crash course in my own body language ” “ i’m trying my best not to find this poetic ” “ there is an emptiness here that i swear was not here before ” “ my worth is not defined by a man and neither is yours ” “ i’m not going through a phase ” “ remember how you would like to be treated ” “ i know this isn’t what you wanted it to be ” “ you can still make something good out of it ” “ there are people i’ve slept with just because we hurt the same way ” “ you were born with an open mouth and empty hands ” “ you were never supposed to be a lesson ” “ sore muscles have always been a sign of growth ” “ my mother says she’s not surprised but she doesn’t understand ” “ people don’t have roots for a reason ”