HERO.

Independent Snow Villiers FFXIII/-2/Lightning returns. Read the rules.

[akimojo]

THIS STILL PISSES ME OFF

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actually im not done talking about this, theres two things about this scene that fuck me up

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[builtmythrone]

LIGHTNING RETURNS: FINAL FANTASY XIII — 1/?

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"It... Might be better this way. I didn't think anything would ever change for us, but... We should make the most of it, right? Be happy, Snow. You deserve that." || Serah

"Yeah...I-It..." Snow stumbled over his words while in though as he'd just tried to search for certainty. Not that he'd wanted this. Though it swelled within him just as assuredly as the pain grew. While it hurt and weighted on him, a reflection of disbelief flashed over his face. There'd be no denying his eyes flooded. Part of him knew it would've been wrong to keep her where fate had finally cut it's strings to that which connected them. The other part of him hadn't wanted to let her go. It was difficult as it were devastating. "It might be for the best...I thought that was you---" again, he stumbled as he tried to swallow down his pain, and the way that his shaky voice threatened to break with the rest of him. Yeah, it stung. It stung a lot. So did the knot in his throat too. As it continued and forced that bitter bile down his throat before he continued his wording. Were he not careful, he'd have choked over his pain. Luckily for him, his grief's as silent as it always had been. "....I was sure that was us.." the heaviness in his voice fades into barely audible whisper. He wanted her to be happy. No matter how much this hurts. Closing the bridge between the both of them, Snow softly gripped along the side of her jawline and he'd angle her head to press on last kiss to her lips. The other arm forming a looped embrace around her. Just one last time. It was hard to find anything sweet about things that were meant to be bitter...Right after the hard and sour things already had come. Slowly stepping away, he'd move to step backward. Unable to look at her this time after he slowly eased out of the embrace and lip lock--heart's swollen with heartbreak. He couldn't deny that he still loved her with all of his heart and every inch of his soul. The sort of love that ran bone deep.

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"I never wanted any of this to happen..." || Lightning

That sounded...pretty raw. Even for Lightning. However, that did cause his head to turn. Figuratively and literally while his lips parted slightly as though he'd been about to say something, the words escape him. He stopped and shook his head contemplating on what it was he should've said to get her to change that tune. "Just when did the roles flip exactly? Knew I saw that before. Only I'm used to it being me. And I gotta tell ya, it's a sight to be hold. Seeing things reversed, I realized I was used to being in that ditch and I gained some perspective. But it's not exactly pleasure gazing. This look doesn't fit you, Light." It was weird. Really, really weird. Snow's not only able to taste the bitterness of the situation, but somehow he could taste the sweetness about it, too. Lowering to kneel in front of her and he gave her playful shove on her shoulder, the other hand raised to cup underneath her jawline. It was a way to get her to to look at him. He's risking a lot here and he knew that. And when she did, he couldn't he exactly ignore the sight of that usually icy exterior melting, thawing even. Snow knew it wasn't a ruse at all. He's gotten better at being able to read her. She's not supposed to be the one to do that. Here they both were. "C'mon. Stop apologizing. I know things hurt now and it was bound to happen sooner. As philosophical as it sounds coming from me, I somehow saw it coming. Serah I, well," this is harder for him to say than he thought. Even though fate decided to deal them unexpected handful of cards. "...We ran our course. I don't exactly like the note it ended on. She's off with Noel. That's not easy for me to see, either. But I told her that as long as she's alive and well and happy, that I'm glad to see her flourishing than to keep worrying about me. Even if it's not with me." He'd sigh before he moved to change his seating and set crossed legged in front of her, but thought it wise to give her space. "Maybe you saw it too. Long before I did and maybe we both chose to ignore it...while destiny got in the way. Long enough to distract us from the inevitable." Snow struggled to not return to the last. " Just remember, I gotcha. Don't run away. Not that I'd let you. I'm stubborn."

[miphasinori]

[oerbadiafanille]

Okay but Snow and Fang being the sentinels are so funny, like the difference in their provoking lines

LIKE, Snow’s are more focused on getting the enemies attention off his team

Whilst Fang just

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Every other final fantasy: gets remastered, a remake, new content, anime/movie, ps4/switch ports

final fantasy xiii fandom:

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God’s loyal servants

[heroicsism]

"I missed you..." || Serah (XIII-2)

A wave of emotion comes to flood through after he froze. He liked to exaggerate that his heart had come bursting out of his chest at the sight of of her! Once for a moment his heart forgot how to beat. Could it really have been her?! Or was it just that the lapse of time sent his head through a tidal wave? Either way, Snow couldn't wait. Nor would he ever dream of it. Arms flung around her, lifting her up off her feet only after she nearly tackled him. He'd spun her around, and within his own ears comes a mixture of his laughter and her the breaking of her voice. She felt real, her presence and her voice sounded real too! Never mind their new company, he didn't care much care for names at the moment. For the rejoinder once the spinning stops he didn't want to let go. There's an ache that comes to throw a wrench in that remaining cheer and warmth. He's still holding her--with experience it's almost as though he's prepared for this moment to fade. Prepared to watch her fade away. But Snow refused to allow his head to fully process what the other part of him already accepted that it could happen at any moment. Pulling back after his own refusal to leg go, his he level down to he height and lifted a hand to wipe away hears. "Serah..." he calls out, but the intensity that feels doesn't fade with his clarification that this that is happening now is real. "I missed you too much, Serah." It hurt too much for him to just accept what he already had.

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"We were worried, silly! Where'd you go?" || Vanille

Snow thought back on his answer for a moment. Looking off toward his side as though it required more thought than naturally intended, then he faced back to Vanille who demonstrated her genuine concern. But first, he makes a feigned small argumentative face and gestured his hand to otherwise continue on the act while adding on to a touch of unneeded pensiveness. "Y'know, out bein' pretty damn reckless. What I'm known for. Bein' hard headed. I was out searchin' the world. Thought I could save Cocoon all by myself. I made a lots of mistakes." He'd laugh a little before his brain forced him to tug itself back to reality. Funny how the mind often worked. Once upon a time, they all set off on some seemingly dead end of a journey. Neither of them had a evenly drawn out plain except for what their hearts set them out to do. It wasn't about their Focus. It was only something that they'd told themselves. Okay, maybe a little. It became something more. But at the same, their goals aligned down the same path. Damn, nostalgia was a hell of a thing. Sometimes sweet, sometimes painful. And others? Rewarding because it really spoke loudly enough to show growth and progress. "I learned. Our savior made sure that I did."

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"So much for the tough guy routine, huh?" || Fang

"Yeah. I'm surprised too, but that's behind me now. Everything's turned to ashes. In a world like this...That's falling apart...A guy's not got much to hope for these days.. " First a run in with Lightning. Now Fang. If you knew Snow he was usually winsome, a chipper upbeat and the annoyingly carefree sort guy. The can-do attitude. One might've called him infectious with way he could easily brighten anyone's mood. And regretfully whether or not you'd like to admit it, he was charming in his own sort of way. But what does all of that matter now when he failed to keep his promise? Serah's gone. He traveled far and wide for a way to bring her back to him. All the things Noel said about him were true. He didn't want to dwell on that now. Not when his days were so painfully bleak and dark enough. Almost had wasn't enough. Sometimes it felt like a dream. The sort of dream where real life effects the inevitable. The days when he held Serah in his arms. For the most part he began to wonder why had Claire spared him? If she'd said for the sake of Serah, he'd laugh because he'd almost believe her. Almost. It'd be what he deserve for letting her go had she killed him. She'd deserve her revenge. When he put it that way, it did sound horrible. What did he care? He felt like hell. Yusaan was quite glamour, glitz and glory. The nights were beautiful, simple pleasures that easily attracted the life style of a hedonist. Then that sort of thing was prone to make a man grow wild in an achieving sense of life like divinity. Occasionally which started to become frequent. There were fireworks that little up the sky every single night just about. Think of that only ripped a newer tear into his heart. Reminded him back when there was a Bodhum. The night he purposed to Serah. But now? It was him waking up to a cold empty bed. But then again, why shouldn't anyone party their worries away? It's just about the end of the world. Their days were numbered. Part of him had been looking forward to that. For whatever reason he couldn't take his eyes away from the lights and how the sky spark with the splashes of colors attempting to dye a permanent ebony sky. Even when it hurt so much without Serah. Maybe it comforted him in a strange way. Snow still mustered it within himself enough to talk to an old friend. "Wait. Enough about me. If you're here, that means Vanille can't have gone too far. Right?" Obviously, he's stalling with the way he turned to questions around over to her. He's had enough of loathing and dwelling on things he couldn't change.

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FINAL FANTASY XIII scenes [ 17/∞ ]

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"You took her from me! How does that make you any different from them?!" || Hope

At first all Snow had been able to do was listen. That being the real and only reason for his rightful silence. Hence comes a gritting of the teeth and his jaws seemed to tighten, his eyes dimmed with stinging and sadness. Irritation, too. Shaking his head his fists balled up and the other remained as it is. It did hurt to be torn down like this, it really did. Beating, after beating, AFTER BEATING! It hurt because he feels Hope's words held some truth and value to them. And he's flawed. Both of them were! But now comes the memory hovering over him that he watched her die. He watched Nora let go and there was nothing he could do as he was left vying between the trials of his life and hers. A lot of people died then. Regretfully, Nora was one of those people. What sort of woman made anyone promise her son's safety when they hardly knew one another? He still didn't understand! "It's not...! It wasn't...Hope! Listen..." stammering over his words now where his thoughts began to jumble and collect. His chest hurts after that small amount of punishment with a verbal beating. "She asked me to look after you! You're here and you're safe! Aren't you? She let go! It wasn't me!" That was an outburst that he's certain he'd have to do some explaining for later. He knows that it looks like he's playing the blame game, but he's not! "You think that was easy for me...? She you to me." He's calmer now that he's climbing down for his messy thoughts for his mix of fury and guilt. Wasn't sure why he still held onto it when he'd done nothing wrong. But here he was. "Next time, ask me how things went down before jumping to conclusions."

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"Welcome back, Hero" || Lightning

"So, wait.." Snow gave a thoughtful pause and that assured he'd start to smile. Turning to look onward to Lightning, she seems to be a little bit more tolerant to him his company. Or was it that she's finally starting to come around to the thought and idea Serah wanted him in her life. He was going to be around a little more often once he and Serah finally tied the knot. A day that's a long awaited one and he didn't mind. Just so long as it happened. Was this her way finally warming up to him? He and Claire often clashed heads and he doesn't expect any of that to change any time soon. "...Does this mean that you're actually telling me that you're finally coming around to actually start acknowledging me?" With his best winning smile Snow would pump a rising fist into the air and he'd toss a vague wink her way. Almost as though he celebrated that small victory. It as innocent and harmless. "Hold it! Hold it, everyone! Stop the presses! Sis actually starting to like me." A soft laughter emits and he'd look around. "...A little at least."

[heroicsism]

and it just recently dawned on me that i have to redo all my icons. it’s been a while since i’ve written as snow so cutscenes to the rescue.

[heroicsism]

“So...Where are we goin’? There a party of some sorts? Am I late? Did I miss it? Was I invited? Might as well tell me now, I’d just crash it anyway. Even if I weren’t.”