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“Miss, one of your finest orange juices, please.”

@incubabe​​ accin’ uppppp!

Her eyes narrow,    doubtful ,     preceding the twists of lips into a wry smile that unravels to something bright .    Indulgent .    Fond .   “ Only the freshest imported oranges , “     Tifa assures her ,    a theatrical flare coloring her answer .     “ Squeezed only fifteen minutes ago ,    by my own hands .    Artisinal fruit juice .  “    She reaches for the carafe of questionable ,  orange-tinged ,    definitely-made-from-concentrate-out-of-a-can juice and pours equal parts it and a spirited well vodka she knows is Riley’s favorite into a lowball glass .    Nudging it in her direction with a finger ,    Tifa grins .    

“ I should charge an arm and a leg for this unparalleled level of service .... but it turns out ,    I like you. “

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I’m soft for these two <3

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@storiedreams​​ —— for Aerith !

ZIP ME: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around 

Aerith doesn’t ask. She doesn’t need to. Just grins with a glint of mischief in the inescapable allurement of those eyes like verdure, and twirls around to display the unfastened zipper to the back of her dress. 

Her mirth is ineludible. Impossible to resist. Even if she’d tried. 

But she doesn’t. Wouldn’t. Aerith is a tide that draws her in without mercy, and Tifa would dive in time and again at her silent siren’s call. 

Tifa sweeps aside the chestnut rope of Aerith’s hair, letting her fingers revel along the lithe bow of her shoulders, her lips following suit to mark a line along petal-soft skin. One last kiss adorns the nape of Aerith’s neck, a sigh of repletion and completion both escaping her lips to ghost down the vale of her bared spine. 

The tongue of the zipper slides easily up, with little resistance, to Tifa’s surprise and chagrin. It feels like a sin, to watch the exquisite immaculacy of her skin disappear beyond the red silk of her dress. But her concession lies in the cincture of that fabric that illuminates the devastating curve of her waist, the draw of that décolleté that plummets just enough to give the butterflies in Tifa’s stomach a little flutter. 

“You’re a little too pretty for my own good,” Tifa sighs, looking every inch starstruck and moon-eyed all at once at the sight of her. She reaches out to fix a red dahlia that’s come loose in the curl of her hair. “Ready to knock them dead?” 

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and tell me, did you fall from a shooting star ? one without a permanent scar ? and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself OUT THERE ?

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@skyfallenxsoldier​​​ —— always accepting !

Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.

"Alright.” There’s a resolution to her voice when she speaks, echoed in the determined set of her brow when she finally turns around to reveal the flight paddle of five distinct shots within them. But her gaze softens as she looks upon him, whatever peevish frustration that spurred her to devote the better part of the last hour concocting and crafting the drinks before him, mellowed to an inevitable fondness. 

“That one there’s a classic Bloody Mary,” she points at a bright red drink, a small piece of celery sticking out of it like a straw in miniature. “Vodka, tomato juice, a little tabasco for a kick, and salt and pepper. It’s savory, which leads us to this one—” 

She points at the next one: a bright, opaque green. “This one’s a Matcha Mule. Green tea, vodka, and ginger beer. So it’s real earthy.” 

Leaning her weight on the bar as she settles in for this particular experiment, she taps her finger on each of the remaining drinks. “This ones a coffee liqueur with rum and some cream, this one’s a tequila with grapefruit juice and ginger beer, and this last one is a plain and simple barrel-aged whiskey.” 

Garnet eyes glitter with glee as she nods at him encouragingly, laughing as she does. “Go on! Then we can figure out which flavors you like. So you can stop sending them back and breaking my heart over here.” 

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WINKS

@hopewrought wanna destroy me !

-IS HELPLESSLY IN LOVE???-

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FFVII:remake | "Oh FUCK, she’s hot.“ - Aerith / Tifa realising they are in big trouble after the first time fighting together.

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Cute Tifa

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Aerith !   [ storiedreams. ]‌

          ——— 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐀 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒, 𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐎 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄. something about the way tifa looked proud yet nervous made aerith smile wider - an assurance in it’s own right, but there was something more. it was that bubbly feeling you get when you see someone you care about glow when they do something they love. their excitement was contagious, and aerith did her best to reflect the same energy back to her. it was the least she could do - she was getting a free drink!

                    eyes finally turn to the drink that is gently placed before her. it was art, SIMPLY PUT, in the form of something to be consumed and admired for a fleeting moment. she takes her time, glancing almost sheepishly to tifa’s face before fingers delicately pull the glass closer to her. ❝ you spoil me, “ she muses, leaning down to smell the drink before she gives it a taste. 

                    every flower mentioned is a flower she can smell and pluck apart, pulling it from the amalgamation of smells of sugar and burn of spirits. the first taste is an explosion across her tongue, and it’s everything she hoped it would be. she can barely contain the EXCITED look that blooms across her face as her eyes widen. she has to set it down before she can speak, pointing to it, ❝ tifa! that tastes amazing! how can it look and taste that good? ❞

                    aerith goes for another sip, a longer one this time, before she beams at the other woman again, ❝ i love it. it’s very good. too good, in a DANGEROUS sort of way, you know? ❞

Her chin rests in the cradle of her palm, arm propped up on the bar. She watches with a wicked fascination at the exploratory journey of Aerith’s face as she considers the drink, examines it, tastes it .. and inevitably delights in it. Tifa laughs, pleased beyond measure at the excitement it evinces, like watching a sunrise reveal itself in all its iridian splendor. She wonders idly if she’d ever seen anything so beautiful in all her life, as Aerith’s smile wrought of her own ingenuity. She wonders if and when and how she can see it again.

Tifa shrugs a shoulder at the questions, letting her gaze drift demurely to her hands. They fold together with the imposition of purposelessness, squeeze together as she searches every fleeting thought for something to say. She almost doesn’t want to look up, and betray the deep blush that colors the swell of her cheeks, unbidden. So she cups her hands to her cheeks to obscure the profundity of her pleasure, and affects a diffident surprise. “I’m so glad!” she sighs through a relieved laugh. “I thought maybe it might be a little much. But what can I say?” The smile she wears is winsome and warm, her hands falling away to bear the honesty she can hardly keep to herself. “You inspire me.”

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↳ Here’s a shorter drabble list as I find the massive one is a bit repetitive. If there’s nothing that you want to send here, just send it as a request.

Amuse Me: I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer yours up.

Accept me: I will write a drabble about my character accepting yours or vice versa. /Or both to accept one another/

Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.

Befriend Me: I wil write a drabble about our characters meeting for the first time in an AU.

Call Me: I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]

Comfort Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character comforting yours- vise versa.

Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.

Dominate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character dominating yours. Or vise versa.

Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]

Embarrass Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saying or doing something embarrassing to himself or to your character.

Fight Me: I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.

Forgive me: I will write a drabble about my character forgiving yours or vise versa.

Get Me: I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.

Humor Me: I’ll write a funny drabble about our characters.

Hustle Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters hustling.

Humiliate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character doing something humiliating to yours.

Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]

Hunt with me: I’ll write a drabble about your character and mine on a hunt together.

Invite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to

Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]

Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.

Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.

Mourn Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death.

Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.

Offer Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift.

Paint Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.]

Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]

Remember Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.]

Raise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character resurrecting yours. Vise versa.

Reunite Me: I’ll write a drabble of our characters reuniting together.

Shag Me: I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters. specify 

Surprise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character surprising yours. Vise versa.

Save Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saving yours or vise versa.

Shoot Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character shooting yours or vise versa.

Tell Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]

Text me: I’ll write a drabble about my character texting yours or your character texting mine.

Trick Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character tricking your character.

Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]

Value Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.

Wed Me: I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.]

X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.]

Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]

Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]

Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa.

Take Me: my character will kidnap yours

Leave Me: my character will leave your character behind.

Deny Me: my character will either deny your character’s advances or deny them a ’ happy ending’

Grope Me: my character will grope yours.

Lick Me: my character will lick yours in any specified place or manner.

Suck Me: my character will suck on any body part of your character

Tease Me: my character will tease yours, whether in a friendly or a sexual manner

Please Me: my character will do anything to please yours

Bite Me: my character will bite yours on any part of their body

Blindfold Me: my character will blindfold yours in order to have their fun

Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally.

Greet Me: My character will greet yours, either at the door, at work, or somewhere else.

Own me: My character owns your character.

Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner, or of anger. specify.

Call Me: My character will call your character for whatever reason.  Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.

Give Me: my character will give yours a gift  Tickle Me: my character will tickle yours ruthlessly. 

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                                𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃, 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒.                                      a selective multimuse penned by britt.

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Who needs Cloud, anyway? 💖✨

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@storiedreams​ for Aerith !

She could hardly look more pleased with herself when she turns around at last to present Aerith’s drink. A gracefully-curved coupe glass adorned with lavender and rose, ornamenting a delicate pink libation topped with a head as elegant as seafoam. 

“Okay, so I took some liberties,” she warns with a nervous laugh, a trepidation like thrill. “It’s a lavender-infused vodka with a hibiscus syrup and elderflower liqueur, and a rosewater foam.” She bites her lip in anticipation of Aerith’s verdict, her scarlet eyes glittering in anticipation. “I don’t get too many chances to get creative, so I’m excited to see if you like it. I might have gotten a little carried away ...” 

But I always do with you. 

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Some Aerith and Tifa close ups! 

I <3 these broads