#it was a ride and i loved it

[thememory]

↳ @stingslikeabee gifted: It was impossible for Melissa to let Aerith's birthday go unnoticed or uncelebrated - not when the flower girl turned into such a remarkable presence in her life. Not only the younger woman, but also Elmyra; they welcomed the brothel madame into their domestic routines as if she was related by blood; they supplied the human connections that the inn proprietress craved so much.

In reality, they offered Melissa a gift everyday with their affection and allowing the brunette to belong; it was only fair to repay it on Aerith's special day.

For that year, however, the madame tried to be creative - as well as a little bit on the mischievous side. Bringing Aerith jewelry was not a novelty in itself, even if Melissa tended to order her gifts from a particular artisan and get them custom-made, just as her own pieces. But this time, no flower or expected allusion to the girl's beautiful garden... But a small, very familiar feline figure hanging from a delicate gold chain (golden like honey - of course).

"I thought you'd appreciate a little reminder of a mutual friend of yours, even when he's not around," Melissa joked, the pendant an obvious allusion to Cait Sith although it wasn't immediately noticeable to anyone unfamiliar with Reeve's esteemed companion, "Besides, it's going to be so much fun to watch Reeve struggle to remember when he gave you that," the older woman grinned, but proceeded to envelop Aerith in a hug and press a kiss to each of her cheeks, as well as one on her forehead. There was no such thing as too much affection for the madame, after all.

"Happy birthday, sweetheart. I hope you have many happy ones - I'll do my best to shower you with gifts during each and every one of them."

------IT HAD LONG been noted that aerith had a penchant for finding company in the oddest of places. any detailed eye, if they knew where to look, might find that she'd befriended (in some fashion) each of the turks that visited her in their quiet, secret moments. body guards, bar maids, "terrorist" group leaders ... everything in between, painted magnificently in a canvas of friendship that only someone like aerith gainsborough could weave. it should come to no surprise that among those friends lay two influential figureheads ---powerful in their own right, and tied to the cetra in a similar fashion: through love.

reeve tuesti was a surprise of a friend. he was a surprise of a love, too, spawned from innocence and delicate gestures, cherished in dirt-covered palms as if he were precious like a seedling (and he was precious, he was). the turks were one thing - if shinra knew they had been keeping aerith secret for so long, shit would surely hit the fan. but one of their directors? so close? preposterous.

and the proprietress of the honey been inn struck another note. wall-market was cloistered organization of power itself. while the don held the obvious influence it was the madame of the inn that really held power ... secrets, one in the same. it had never been aerith's intention to get in good with melissa for anything other than a friend. more than this ---a sister. the gossip that came therein was a comical bonus, often left by the wayside for genuine affection in the form of time spent. aerith would happily whittle her days away in the company of big sister, learning from her, laughing with her, enjoying the softness that came with each of these aspects.

elmyra so often commented how nice it was to have someone like mel around, too. a good balance of those brutes (the turks, or maybe zack and cloud?)

keepsakes were precious to aerith. the ribbon gifted from a dark-haired SOLDIER so often adorned her hair still (or her wrist, if she didn't wear the twist people so often associated with her). the glimmer of the feline had aerith's eyes widening and the grin that spread to her features was infectious. cait sith was precious to her - someone she toted around the slums as if he were a child and not a creation of that aforementioned shinra director. " oh mel, it's too much! " gold, really ... but she wriggled in her seat while inspecting the charm regardless.

she was quick to clasp the necklace around her neck, then to accept mel's sweeping hug in one of her own. she squeezed her dear friend with all of her little might, a chuckle escaping her thereafter, " please, he'll drive himself insane trying to remember. he's not far off, not with the work hours. " a pause, and aerith lingered holding onto mel's hands, clasped her fingers with melissa's, " stay the night? a sleep over? thank you, melissa. sincerely. "

[crow-caller]

as a child there's nothing cooler than a kid who gets subjected to evil experiments and gains special abilities. it's even cooler if these abilities also cause unfathomable suffering to use/against others. children love stories like this.

[saturnvs]

stjärnfall / falling stars

[maibeloved]

Guess who is back in their gravity falls phase! (After it being dormant for almost a decade!)

[wanologic]

reminder to take care of your loser human body

[hansoeii]

the doctor on their way to steal your heart

[novelconcepts]

Rio is gonna be so pissed that she hunted her situationship for centuries, finally got her to surrender to her kiss, gave her a truly lovely little burial—

—and Agatha promptly figures out how to become a ghost fourteen seconds later.

[chloesimaginationthings]

RIP Michael Afton, you would of LOVED Foxy’s log ride

[fuckingmyboyfrienddumb]

desperately need to make out with him while he’s wearing nothing but my oversized t-shirt. wanna feel him grind his warm, leaky cunt against my thigh. wanna guide his hips as he ruts into me. wanna feel him moan and whine into my mouth as he goes stupid from the attention.

telling him “faster boy. don’t you wanna cum for me? you’re not doing a good job right now.” just to hear him whimper and apologise breathlessly as he ruts faster, getting ever so close before i push him off, pulling his head down to my soaked thigh.

“so fucking sloppy. lick it up, slut. maybe then i’ll let you cum.” of course, he doesn’t need to know i’m lying. he doesn’t need to know i plan on edging him until he’s a braindead, overstimulated babbling mess. i’ll just make him rut and lick up his mess over and over again. that’s all a dumb slut like him needs anyways.

[egophiliac]

bring your son to work day

[lovelyboytears]

i love riding subs

your dick may be inside me, but i'm the one in charge

i'll move my hips however i like, and you'll thank me for it

i'll grind down on you torturously slow, letting the head of your cock grind right up on my cervix

if you're naughty and try to thrust up into me, i'll just have to tie you down nice and tight to make sure you don't move

i'll let you cum in me, but i won't stop riding just because you came. i'll keep going until i'm satisfied and you're a whimpering, overstimulated mess.

and then i'll slide your dick out and shove my pussy right in your face so you can clean up your mess. you would look so pretty with your own cum smeared all over your face, baby boy <3

[loganspr1ncess]

THANK YOU SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA

[spacizia]

he’s just a swinging space age bachelor man!!!!

[sreppub]

storybook bats :)

robpunzel, red riding hood, timberella, the little merbat (& her prince!), duke in wonderland, and dami of beanstalk fame (he totally stole the magic beans and ran. he would never sell batcow)

(I know the different background colours are an eyesore oTL don’t worry about it)

[melcarrianna-made]

I love these losers!

[thoughts-left-unspoke]