@scphiroth​ requested a starter !!

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         n – no …  you’re not real …  you can’t be !!   

@mersener requested a starter !!

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      ‘   sorry for bothering you ; think you could join me for a drink ?   ’

@makopoint​ requested a starter !!

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         y’know ; i’ve been meaning to ask – back at the train graveyard, you seemed a little… spooked.   

@omniiborn​ requested a starter !!

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         do you really think… we can fix all of this ?     guilt and trepidation dripping from each syllable, and she can’t help the shattering of her once-hardened facade;  tifa can’t lie to herself, they caused all of this, and despite trying to do something about it and fix it, she wonders if it can even be done.  so, she looks to him – for guidance, answers that she hopes he has, otherwise, it’ll just be all for nothing.

@featherskyhero​ requested a starter !!

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         wait a minute… i’ve seen you before, haven’t i ?   

@grdna​ requested a starter !!

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         hey, aer… you holdin’ up okay ?     a soft tone in her voice, albeit tired as they walk side-by-side.  she’s unaware of how much time has passed since they left midgar, and her mind is still trying to process it all.     i know it’s been… a lot happening lately.   

@devilreno​ requested a starter !!

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      ‘   y’know– when you turks show up, it seems like danger follows closely. so tell me, what do you want?   ’

bustbreaker·:

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     He could let her go, could let her work through it alone; but no. Seeing her suffer, he couldn’t just sit there. He moves to sit on the edge of her bed, he knows he’s at risk of getting hit, but he can handle a few punches. He’d honestly deserve them. “ Tifa. ” he says her name, a soft whisper. Gentle and careful. He reaches out, prying hands away from her face and out of her hair. “ Tifa. You’re home, you’re safe. ” he chants reassurances in that same delicate whisper. Hoping to slowly pull her out of the nightmarish memories. 

He pulls her forward, strong arms moving to wrap around her, grounding her. He expects the struggling and squirming, but doesn’t relent. He squeezes her protectively in his arms. Lips resting against the crown of her head. “ You’re home. You’re safe. You’re okay, you’re okay. ” he continues to whisper, slowly rocking their bodies, soft cooing shushes. One hand lifting to rest against the back of her head, allowing her to hide against his chest. 

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     hands around her wrists, she struggles and cries out, lashes towards the man in front of her, weak and awfully formed punches to try and get away, far away. while she can hear his words and understand their meaning, her mind isn’t allowing clarity, and only allows tremors to rock through her limbs and fear to course through her veins; still so encompassed by terrors of the past.

     his arms bring her close, crush her gently against his form, and, though still squirming, she relents slowly, hands limp and loose against his chest. hiccups and sobs slip past parted pink petal lips, as she tries to focus on the swaying motion he creates and on the words, so gently gliding along her, despite the way her skin still burns.

     ‘ make it stop… ’

𝐼𝒸𝒽𝒾𝑔𝑜‌:

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( ♚ ) ❝ false promises stacked one after the other probably. ❞

ichigo’s main concern when arriving here were the amounts of families left out in the decaying streets just to suffer. of course the bar offered some comfort to them but even that only lasted so long.

❝ people out there need all the help and assurance they can get. seeing families go hungry over some bullshit companies’ ❛ promise ❜ isn’t something i can stand much longer. ❞

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         the young woman hums with a small nod, followed by a huff and shake of her head, deep brunette tresses following suit. the loss of her home a mere four years ago stained her mind, made her bitter and angry. having helped re-form Avalanche, she’s made it her mission to make ShinRa pay for what they did – but after discovering the way the people of Midgar are treated, it fuels her fire and hatred for the damned company.

         ❝      well, ichigo – it’s a good thing you’re with us then. you don’t want these people suffering anymore; neither do we.    ❞  a pause.  ❝      we can make a difference.    ❞

         hopefully.
    

sunpierce·:

@osolars· → starter call!

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( ♚ ) ❝ this doesn’t make any sense. ❞ citezens were out in the streets suffering and for what? a false promise at a better future for more money and power. ❝ does shinra not see the damage they’re doing here? every day this city and it’s people are slowly dying. ❞

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          ❝      yeah, well – what do you expect from scum like shinra ??    ❞  

          a bitter quip leaves pink petals and she clicks her tongue, crossing her arms and leaning against the bar counter. good ol’ shinra, the infected virus of midgar that bleeds the planet dry.

          ❝      they just care about the money that lines their pockets. not the people living here. hell, they kick kids to the side if they fail at becoming a SOLDIER or a part of their damned Terks.    ❞       

loyalty

a fighter who has defied death itself, stared it in its face and laughed.

pain

ind. sel. final fantasy vii. tifa lockhart.

hope

est. dec. 2018 // roleplaying of 8 years.