#burdenofthebuster

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even more love meme! ;;

@noctoutlucis - this mun is a precious cutie pie, and their noctis is great! they’re super easy to talk to ooc as well, which i like because clearly, i talk a lot sometimes lol. 

@hercbled - I LOVE ZACK FAIR AND THIS MUN PLAYS HIM AMAZINGLY, AND I LOVE THAT THEY FOLLOW ME BECAUSE I LOVE THEIR ZACH. we haven’t done a thread together yet, but soon i hope? i love them so much! 

@cindyxaurum - AW HUN IT’S MY GIRL CINDY! I love cindy more than i should. who doesn’t love a girl who can fix a car and break your heart at the same time? and this mun is so precious! they always check in on me, and i love getting to chat with them! 

this hurts but it’s SO GOOD

listen.

at some point i’m going to sit my ass down and write out a formative essay on my sephiroth’s interpersonal relationship with genesis and angeal and how they helped to shape him and how they managed to undo and even mitigated some of the damage done to sephiroth by how he was raised through the formative years of his life. but they couldn’t entirely undo it and that damage was part of the catalyst towards what happened at nibelheim and how powerfully the two of them impact sephiroth even now, years later. it’s something that cannot be overlooked, even with the way i write him. their influence remains with sephiroth and he knows it. whether or not he resents it is unclear.

i just think about how in love sephiroth is with them still, and how much he loves them, period, but also how angry he is with them at the same time ( and how he also resents them and even hates them a little as well for what they did and didn’t do during that period of time. ) a lot. his emotions towards them are so fascinating for me to look at and i just think of how rich and complex this muse has become for me. honestly, i can genuinely point towards his relationship with them being one of the most influential things in his life. and i just. have. a lot of EMOTIONS ABOUT HIM AND HIS HUSBANDS.

  Terra gave a heavy sigh as he sat at one of the tables in the Junon bar, staring into his cup. In all his haste to gather information, he had failed to heed the biggest piece of information he had gotten over the past few days, that Rufus’ inauguration ceremony was going to happen soon. He figured he had time to get information and get out before it happened.

  Turns out he didn’t. Terra could hear music blaring out on the streets and people celebrating. He also thought he saw a bunch of imposing figures head downstairs as well. His worst guess was that the Turks were here, and if they were, he didn’t want to be. 

  But he was stuck.

  There was no way to get out of the town now that it was closed off for the parade. Any moment now, It’ll head past the bar and people out on the street will cheer for the man that inherited the Shinra company. It made him sick.

"Is that so heavy?" 

Yeah, who said living a life is a simple thing? It’s even harder to live for both lives after another had passed. Zack knew how it's like; losing someone, blaming yourself because you’re even the one who took away your mentor's breath. And with Angeal’s sword wielded in his hand that feels like a burden, he needed even eight months for releasing a grief and get a grip of himself back--became more responsible. So, he wouldn’t blame Cloud for that feeling, too.

But at this moment, Zack just couldn't help for being sorta guilty. Yeah, he knew about the others hallucinations, knew about the pain some brought along and the things Cloud happened to see at diverse times. Because hey, he knew now that it was him who did all that. Him, who maybe even ruined the blond’s little soul--by dying in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Cloud." 

Parks & Rec Starters ; Always Accepting     @burdenofthebuster

Feet held aloft, one by lip of wooden table, the other by the bone of its kin -- a bad habit no doubt sponged away from dear Genesis. The [ EX ] General is a perfect picture of relaxation in current perch. Even despite he who had barged into the bar; no jump came of Sephiroth, no abandoning of tea in hand, no reaching for the sword. Cloud would expect to be picking a fight with a playful housecat -- capable of a goodly amount of destruction on it’s own, surely, yet its folly damns it to pale in comparison to the mighty jaguar. Therein lay the advantage, and, further, victory. Cloud had yet to fight a foe who hadn’t any interest in playing around; offering a perhaps premature olive branch was thus a mercy, unbeknownst to he who would almost assuredly fall short of seeing kindness when it was offered.

“You won’t,” came short, altogether unperturbed reply paused only by another drink from his cup -- apparently his last, for only now does he deign to replace it on its coaster. “She’s quite dead.”

Lackadaisical gaze settles upon Cloud, taking in the anger, the determination -- and he daresay there might have been a hint of something more laid bare to one more emotionally inclined. Which, certainly, was not him. Specifics of the matter scarcely held any relevancy; the be all end all was such that, either they two should find some semblance of understanding between them, or else draw blows ( once more was so deeply unfair... ) til one or the other caved. Or worse... Likely worse.

manhandling starters // @burdenofthebuster

“H-hey!” The blonde gently swatted the hand that tugged her hair and tugged her away from the phone call she had been taking, brows furrowing at the distraction. It was a childish way to grab her attention and without much as a glance back to the perpetrator, she knew exactly who would unapologetically do the action. “Y’all mind if I call ya back? Somethin’ just came up.” Cindy quickly hung up on the person, stuffing it in her pocket as she turned to face her younger brother. “Cloud! Outta all the ways t’get my attention… what d’ya need? If it’s my hairspray for your spikes then yer outta luck. Y’can go out an’ buy yer own!”