#floselit

[revantdailes]

--Attempts to braid flowers into his hair while he sleeps

The pup had been sound asleep when she had entered, and while the falls of her feet were soft, he was awake by the time she was putting those flowers through his hair. While he was still mostly asleep, eyes stayed shut while the fingers began to work, quietly soothed before he would shift his body closer to her. He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist, face settling against her lap.

[linkling]

my name is link and oh shit is it the full moon fuck fuckF UckS [dog sounds]

LEA

[hestiya]

floselit hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet:floselit hat auf...

i may very soon trust me

say the word lesbian three times in the mirror and watch ten straight teenage boys appear out of nowhere 

[scotopix]

floselit replied to your post:floselit replied to your post:i mean has anyone...

but please dont touch me

when life is awful just jump on a straw full

and roll roll in the hay

[hygric]

floselit.

*tilts hat, cowboy style*

howdy stranger, what brings you to these parts?

[inflatedegos]

floselit replied

he got all flustered last night when he told me about it

hes just upset because i do things and he yells at children

[slimsdomino]

floselit replied to your post: “floselit replied to your post: floselit replied to your post:...”:

p ok a little boring but im going strong now i went to a fucking castle so that was sort of

This is late, I apologize, but a castle?

[revantdailes]

"What'cha mean I'm not supposed to throw Yuffie off cliffs? She likes it!"

[revantdailes]

(ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)

Send me a “(ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)” and my muse will respond with a kiss that resembles their feeling(s) or relationship towards yours.

The twinkle in her eyes, that was what he noticed as he stared at her angelic face. A smile was helplessly plastered on his features but it was nothing like what it usually was. That wide grin was reduced to nothing more than a timid upturn of lips, trust radiating from her form as she allowed for the Ex-SOLDIER to invade her personal bubble. Silently gloves were removed before he offered her his hand, which seemed to perfectly hold that delicate, yet strong, hand. Eye contact was kept as he knelt himself down to press a gentle kiss to it, feeling the softness of pale flesh, from finger tips to the back of her hand.

Slowly, the eyes that tried to stay open began to fall half shut, those infused sky blues hidden behind the rather thick lashes as his lips found their way to her wrist, keeping it more than delicate kiss to wrist. Slowly her arm was lifted and kiss after kiss was given until he was fairly sure her whole arm was covered in the feather light contact. Once reaching her shoulder, his hand released her arm to allow it to fall where it may, his right hand reaching to tilt back the woman’s head. When she gave no objection his mouth fount its way to her throat.

There was an effort taken, not to suck at the tempting flesh as he kissed around to the nape of her neck. There were more he wished to give, but with his nose pressed so close to her, he paused for a moment of simple enjoyment, to indulge in the scent that was more or less assaulting his senses. Any will to keep his eyes open faded, and he could only blindly touch the sides of her faces to find certain features, his face slowly raising from where it had rested. A slow breath was exhaled before a kiss was given to each kiss. Then one was given to her hairline, then his head tilted to give a very quick kiss to her ear.

Eyes peeked open to make sure that her own had fallen closed, before he let his mouth fall against her eyelids, then the cartilage and bridge of her nose. After which, he paused to pull back, observing and admiring the curves and overall beauty of her face, thumbs rubbing over those plump pink lips before lids fell shut and another, final kiss, was given to those twin folds. He would wrap his arms around her middle, making their contact last until the duo were both in need of breath.

[revantdailes]

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She's just going to take a small nap in here, don't mind her. Gardening is tiresome work, after all.

Set an arm around the young woman so that he can act as a support as well as being a pillow for her before his own Mako-infused hues fell closed. Time for sleepy cuddle time.

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The young man was at the best of times very considerate. He had a light about him that most called him on. Some applied it in a more direct way like Angeal and calling him a pup. He liked to think it reflected on how he took care of the flowers, but he would not hold his breath either way. There were some skills he certainly lacked and if his mother, or anyone else with better skills in such a field would see this display he would most likely get a headshake. But he was doing his best! That was what mattered in the long run, at least, that was how it was for Zack. It did make him sad when he had to dig up some withered blossoms.

The pout was caught, but he could not seem to help the smile that continued to take up the majority of his face. Aerith had a tendency to say things that he was meant to overlook, and expressions were often things taken in on a more subconscious level and addressed later – this was a reunion that was very much needed, more for Zack’s selfish desire to make sure she was safe, alive, with him. Even if it was for just a moment. Once it hit him, he would be at a loss, but for now, he could only take in her appearance, and how she looked the same, but entirely different. Grown into a beautiful woman. Slowly his smile began to change, and without warning he knelt down some to get closer to her height and wrapped his arms around from behind her, hugging her close to his chest.

“I made you a promise, remember…?”

My Little Flower

   He was taking care of her flowers. It was endearing, even if the blossoms weren’t as bright as they had been with her around. She knew the plants liked him well enough, even if they still held a little disdain for being crushed underneath him once upon a time, but Aerith’s love for the man had soaked into the soil like rain, and didn’t appear to be leaving anytime soon.

   As soon as her identity was foiled, she pretended to pout. That plan backfired, however, the second she saw Zack’s smile nearly splitting his face. She found it reflected on her own cheeks, eyes practically sparkling at the happiness she saw on Zack’s face.

    "Of course it’s me," she replied simply, stepping around him to crouch at the edge of the flower bed. A light finger to the soil proved that he had applied just the right amount of water. Anymore and they would have drowned. Apparently, she had taught him a thing or two without knowing it.

    "Thank you." The words were soft, although they seemed to echo around the church endlessly. The unspoken words were there, thanking him for not only caring for her plants, but never forgetting.

[revantdailes]

Quietly, the Cetra approached from behind, standing on her tiptoes and cleverly folding her hands over the SOLDIER's eyes. "Guess who?" she chirped, biting her lip to avoid laughing at how tall she never realized he was--

They were blossoming beautifully. The flowers, that is. Thanks to the mixed climate int eh church with its broken roof and fallen support beams it seemed they were going to blossom all year round. Zack did not have a green thumb in the slightest outside of a few things he learned when he still lived in Gongaga so how he managed to keep them all alive was a mystery indeed. The man began to straighten, holding the watering can in his hand while his other went to rest upon his hip. He had yet to realize another was in the church.

"There you guys go! I think that’ll get’cha through for the day - any more and you might freeze up. I think. Then where would we be? I’d probably get a punch in the face by Tifa or Cloud for not taking care of you!" Not to mention he knew that a certain flower maid would probably scold him if he did something wrong. He was about to turn and make his way to applying a few of the repairs he desired to start before those hands touched his face.

Her scent was what he registered first. So faint, but with the memories associated with it he felt a sudden flurry of petals brushing against his nose, bits of dirt under her nails, and if he ever had to describe the scent of purity, the woman’s name would be the first one uttered without hesitation. Unable to help it his body was mostly rigid as he thought about it, trying to convince himself this was real - as real as his own life. Slowly his hand reached up to touch her smooth hand, a smile breaking onto his face.

"…Aerith, it’s you." He took a careful step, not wanting to harm the flowers and turned to look at her, his smile already hurting. "It’s really you!"