𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞

daughter ‧ be on your way / rafferty ‧ good life / lennon stella ‧ pretty boy / vance joy ‧ from afar / the vaccines ‧ all in white / SYML ‧ mr. sandman (cover) / lauv ‧ lonely eyes / the hoosiers ‧ a sadness runs through him (acoustic in a church) / vance joy ‧ i'm with you / bleachers ‧ wake me / of rust & bone ‧ next to you / somme ‧ broken hearted lovers / ben howard ‧ oats in the water / lily kershaw ‧ darker things / RKCB ‧ naive / JVKE ‧ golden hour / mxmtoon ‧ feelings are fatal / lord huron ‧ the night we met / hozier ‧ to be alone / emily james ‧ i saw your face / disclosure, london grammar ‧ help me lose my mind / leo. ‧ despair / echos ‧ guest room / davey muise ‧ fragile with me / denver pike ‧ a dream / richard walters ‧ the rules for lovers / wild child ‧ meadows / evan barlow ‧ if you care / halsey ‧ ya'aburnee / MOTHICA ‧ sleepwalk / joji ‧ glimpse of us / penny and sparrow, stephanie briggs ‧ duet / jacob lee ‧ artistry / faouzia ‧ bad dreams (stripped) / the platters ‧ the great pretender / gert taberner ‧ in need / the civil wars ‧ pressing flowers / amber run ‧ i found / saint motel ‧ happy accidents / night riots ‧ all for you / alice kristiansen ‧ lost my mind / the brummies ‧ alone with you / trading yesterday ‧ she is the sunlight / art school girlfriend ‧ an uncomfortable month / ghostly kisses ‧ call my name / gia ford ‧ sleeping in your garden / hozier ‧ NFWMB / seafret ‧ remind me to forget you / matt maltese ‧ as the world caves in / dodie, lewis watson ‧ not what i meant / autoheart ‧ wretch / jaymes young ‧ i'll be good / cigarettes after sex ‧ apocalypse / paul anka ‧ put your head on my shoulder / willamette stone ‧ heart like yours / christabelle marbun ‧ salvation / brent walsh ‧ cloud's song / dermot kenney ‧ don't forget me / tom odell ‧ another love / SYML ‧ the dark (sparse) / rob dickinson ‧ the end of the world / AURORA ‧ soft universe / hozier ‧ first light

i see what you did hahaha very smooth

i will post them all separately then link back here!! ;)

zack/aerith fic

love at first sight april [ ν ] - εγλ 0001 

It happens like this—love, that is: a crash, then sunshine. Angeal, the war is over.

A church, a girl.

It isn’t a playground rhyme, but it sure is like one. Hands clapping, laughter scintillating. Jump-rope games in Gongaga sun. Little girl, little girl, go upstairs; little girl, little girl, say your prayers . Little boy, little boy, get your Shinra employee number; little boy, little boy, now you’re a man (a monster). Boys become men and some men get woven with mako, and these mako men survive crash landings into flower beds from heights higher than there’s any business surviving. It had to have been the flowers. 

Feathers. 

“Hello?” 

Maybe, Zack will end up wondering one day, she wasn’t ever afraid of him at all, then afraid of exactly that. 

What do angels dream of?

When she turns, hands behind her back, her hair whips russet brown and shot through with gold in the sun, as it pours in through the jagged teeth of the place he’s just fallen from. “Aerith,” she says. It’s her name. Is he OK? 

He’s Zack. He’s OK. (And he is, actually, in the moment; he’ll feel it later, and it’ll be gone in the morning.) 

He says something stupid, of course, because it’s his specialty. Girls from Corel, they get along so well, boys from Junon, they always do things wrong . She tells him it’s stupid, and her laughter scintillates. Girls from Midgar, they never see the stars, boys from Gongaga, they — Clap clap clap, jump. A date…? 

“Don’t step on the flowers!”

Zack never wonders why it seemed so easy, so possible—to just reach out and tuck loose hair behind her ear. There’s not much to wonder about. A crash. Sunshine. 

cloud/aerith flash fanfic

december [ ν ] - εγλ 0007

At the inn in Kalm, she’s thinking about remembering things that haven’t happened yet—or maybe remembering she’s forgetting to remember something, forgetting how to recall things that have yet to happen. Aerith can still feel his whisper from the flower petals, burning in her fingertips like holding them over a candle flame: Good work today, guys! Stop that, Cloud had said. “Stop what?” But she’d stopped wiggling her fingers over the burning wick. Not funny, he said. Not normal. “Cloud, who wants to be normal?” 

She’s looking at him. He’s sleeping. The inn creaks wearily around them. Warily. Her heart creaks in her chest—or whatever is tightening unfairly around it—because she is forgetting she remembers Cloud’s skin, the soft wet flame of his tongue between her lips, the scuffed knuckles and scarred boots, and yet it is impossible to forget he doesn’t remember her. Not before October, at least. Before Reactor 1. 

Memory is a shapeless stream of a thing, anyway. Always moving. 

Everything is connected, she says earlier, before he falls asleep. What about Tifa? “Don’t care.” He does care. That’s why he was extra quiet, just breath and body heat that means he’s alive. In Kalm’s tiny inn, he’d tiptoed over to join Aerith in the bed she’s in, they’re both naked now from the waist up and smelling of kisses, her sweat on his sweat, their one skin. Before he falls asleep, she tells him there’s no future, no past, not even present, really, there’s just Now. Just one long string of Nows. On his back and one folded arm, Cloud blinks sleepily up at the exposed beams of the ceiling, this rustic little wattle and daub town that reminds him of home. “Hm,” he replied. Which is typical of him. Aerith remembers that well enough. It makes her smile. Oh, you. Oh you— 

The plans changed. She doesn’t ask him what plans are, if there is only Now. He falls asleep easier than she’s ever known. 

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