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grievouslion:

The stare is shot right back at her with those icy blues.  “  You don’t have any right to walk into my life eighteen years late and expect me to play happy families with you and him. I’m not a child you can control. I’ve been independent since I was thirteen.  “

                      Her heart SQUEEZED tightly at the reproachful words, APPEARING unaffected by them except for the hands which shook at her sides, her voice now more of a forlorn-laced whisper.

                          “...I wouldn’t be eighteen late if it were MY choice...                                And I’m not trying to control you--                                     I just want the two of you to get along..”

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grievouslion:

“  Well, that’ll be your problem and not mine. You seem       to do rather well at handling his childishness.  “

                       “You’re not escaping it THAT easy.                             It IS your problem too because it involves you.                                  I’ll help you with him but you need to learn how to deal with him too.”

                Cue stern mother stare - the one Squall inherited from her.

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                       “Love, he’s a very affectionate man.                                 Kissing his son is just his goofy way of giving you some of that affection.                                       You might as well accept it or he’ll cry about it to me.”

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“Your father loves you too..”

    “  I don’t want one of those.  “

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                          She was conflicted. On the one hand, today would be a good day to playful taunt Laguna but on the other hand --- she had to see her precious baby being sexually active before he was old enough to be.

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I was being silly, I know. I get into bouts of self doubt and self deprecation and sometimes it just becomes so strong, I want to let it out rather than keep it in. It ends up being a form of healing and I realize how silly I was later ( and I wasn’t expecting people to comment on it ).

But it was still really sweet of everyone to give me encouraging words ;_; I’m glad I was also wrong in thinking that picking up Raine was a bad idea >_< I’m having SO much fun playing her that I don’t want to let her go.

@hyperionknight / @hartofbalamb - I said thank you once on the messenger but still ;; you two are very kind and wonderful!

@papa-guna - Please drag her whenever you wish XD she’ll always want to return if it’s Laguna or her son requesting for her. Thank you for the words of encouragement ;_; I was happy to see it and it really helped calm my self doubt.

@keybladeisms - Thank you as well ;_; for even saying so about my Garnet ( did we interact on her? ) I hope we get to RP together soon on either muse ^^

@thepricewasright - I’m so happy you’re still around! ;__________; And still being as kind as ever I see. I’ll try to let everyone’s kind words stick with me so I don’t doubt myself again ;;

Again, thank you everyone >_< your words mean more to me than you know.

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                  I’m such an unconfident little snot.

           Raine is such a wonderful character who has layers upon layers to her and I’m worried I’m not good enough to write her.

           I’m not confident in Garnet either but she feels comfortable.

           I’ll probably just play both at the same time. I don’t want to leave Raine alone but I do want to pick up Garnet.

                   Time to get working on her blog.

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hartofbalamb:

…Tears? Who even is she?

Squall began to withdraw internally at the first sign of unbridled emotion, such moments with strangers driving him toward awkwardness as he lacked the social prowess to deal with them when they arose. Was she the relative of someone he knew in the war with Ultimecia? Someone he met along the way but forgot? Or worse, did she come on behalf of one of the many unnamed numbers that made up the casualties of the selfish, power-hungry struggle of their world during that time — and now if he was being quite honest? But it was not anger he saw in her eyes, or even graciousness… it was something else altogether unknown to him. 

Her words took him aback, brows lifting high on his forehead at the mention of his mother…

…Raine.

Visions flashed before him — a woman with brown hair and blue eyes so very like his own; so very like the woman standing in front of him. Those memories that he knew belonged not to him but to Laguna drifted just out of reach, but there was something uncanny about this woman… she looked so much like the picture he kept on his desk… but how? Perhaps the mother he never knew had a sister? Why wouldn’t Laguna have said something?

Open your eyes Squall… 

“How?” 

On the surface the question was simple enough — how did you know my mother? But somewhere deep inside a tiny voice with a very different intuition uttered a question of another nature: how are you alive…?

                          A heart that should have long ago since STOPPED beating was RICOCHETING within her rib cage as if wishing to escape at his seemingly innocent question, though the only indication of this was in the warming color of her face. As acceptance began to help clear the fog of her mind and allow her to take in the information that the one standing before her was her precious baby, Raine regained her wits about her, pondering over how to fix her the hastened lie she had let spill forth.

                     She walked forward, wishing to be closer to him, to get a BETTER look at him, and held his gaze, all while she allowed herself to RELISH in at least these small moments with him.

                    Even the smallest of seconds mattered to her and she knew she would keep them close to her heart.

                     “How...did I know her..?”

                       She couldn’t do it.                            She couldn’t keep up the farse, even if she hadn’t tried for long.

                   She wanted him to know whe SHE was --- even if he didn’t believe her --- even if he pushed her away.

                                      “I am her...”

                    If he rejected her, she would at least try to tell him how she loved him, if he demanded to know how it was possible that she was there, she would let him know that she would always love him, if she demanded to know where she had been all this time and why he had grown up without her----

                                 ---she would still wish she could be a part of his life NOW.

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theicequeenslion:

It clicked, just that gentle touch that made him lean into it for a moment and that smile the one that he’d seen in the photo his father had. Leon would sit up fully to look at the woman for a long moment before finally speaking. “Mom?” He blinked “Raine…?

                      That word.

                             Hearing it sent such a flutter through her chest that she was left speechless for a moment - so much so that all she could do was give a nod of affirmation, staring down at the young man she hadn’t been allowed to see grow up.

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[SQUALL WEEK] → DAY SEVEN: free choice - raine & squall

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theicequeenslion:

rainxloire replied to your post “❥”

She hadn’t meant to wake him, palm sliding down to stroke his cheek lovingly and whispering, “Sorry, go back to sleep…” before planting a gentle kiss to his forehead.

His hand, for once his gloves had been removed before he tried to nap, would cover hers as he woke up more. “I’m awake…” He blinked slowly looking at her as he tried to recall her face it was familiar painfully so.

                   She donned an apologetic smile, her free hand smoothing the sleep from the corner of his eyes with a gentle sweep of her fingers. “I shouldn’t have woken you...I just missed you..”

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                    “Laguna--                          Are you embarrassing our son again?”

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ataciturn replied to your post:                 Lowkey want to pick up my Garnet...

I used to write Zidane

                      Oh?! Who were you? We might have rped together! I was princessofalexandria and likedovesinflight.

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hartofbalamb:

Cognitive dissonance was the only way to describe the sensation inside him the moment he laid eyes on the woman’s face — she looked so much like someone he knew… or at least he thought he knew… there was a familiarity there that wasn’t truly his own, but part of him wanted to lay claim to it. But he couldn’t lay claim to something he couldn’t quite put his finger on, as if his mind had put up a mental block around accessing it fully.

His head tipped to one side in that curious way of his, regarding the woman carefully as she fidgeted with her appearance… who was she looking for anyway? One of the students? Visitors were unusual at best.

But the moment she spoke his name something in his stomach bottomed out, a significance to the tone of it on her lips as if she owned it somehow. Had he known she had been the first in this world to speak his name, he might have held that moment in higher reverence than he did, but not fully grasping it he would shift his weight a little at the unexpected outcome.

“Yeah, I know him. He’s me. Can I help you with something?”  

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                           “---He’s me.---”

                                      “---He’s me.---”

                    A blanket of silence shielded her from the sounds that surrounded her -- the excited babble of students passing around them falling away while her ears only picked up on one sound ------- her own gasp -- the very air she sucked in locking in her throat as she became fixated on the face staring back at her -- at the young MAN that stood before her, long gone the chubbiness of his youth and innocence in his eyes.

                           He was the one she had held so tenderly in her arms back then.                               And the one that had gone throughout his life without hearing her say how much she LOVED him.

                         A blur came over her eyes as if she had become submerged in water and she grew fearful that her time with him was already over, raising her hands to instinctively wipe it from her vision and realizing it was merely her own tears falling, staring down at the droplets in shock.

                                        What a mess she must have looked like in front of him.

                         Raine pivoted on her feet, hoping to be discreet about the sobbing mess she was becoming ( still wiping at her eyes with the sleeves of her clothing ) and took a few, deep breaths before attempting to speak.

                        “...S-So..you’re Squall.                                It’s nice to finally meet you.                             I---                                  I knew your mother....long ago..”

                        She COULDN’T drop the bomb on him yet. She was sure she would scare him away, call her insane ---- wonder where she had been all this time.

                            But oh --- how it killed her to lie to him in that moment.

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                Lowkey want to pick up my Garnet muse again...