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[blasteredgedarrrchive-blog]

cetraheir replied to your post

holds u close

   omg sweetie you’ve returned! i’ve missed you dearly! 

[spundream-blog]

❛ You’re wearing at least four different kinds of sweater. ❜

( ✧ ` / FANGIRL  BY  RAINBOW ROWELL  PROMPTS + @cetraheir

tidus really enjoyed the holidays.

and he took the challenge of wearing the ugliest christmas sweater very seriously. he endeavored to find the most obnoxious, outrageous cardigan to don for the upcoming party.

it wasn’t his fault that he had so many to choose from this year. he had a reputation to maintain as the reigning champ.

being caught in the midst of his searching, however, wasn’t originally in his plan. but now tidus had his arms tangled in two large sweaters, with the hood of another curled awkwardly inside. it looked like an old man’s closet had thrown up on him.

“i can explain,” he interjected, attempting to point in her direction until his arm was jerked back by the terrible angle it had within the third sweater. somehow his master plan ( that was supposed to save time ) was totally backfiring.

“see, if i try them all on at once, then i’m saving time and it makes it so the ugliest one will be obvious. and then i’ll be able to keep my title at the christmas party tonight–”

tidus fell short, sighing when he realized that nothing logical was coming out of his mouth. “it was a good idea at the time.” he insisted.

deflated, tidus sighed and flapped his arms uselessly. “help me out of these, please? i’m startin’ to feel a little smothered.”

[zackoftrades]

Snowdrops

He used to be pretty recognizable but ever since the Sephiroth copies started showing up, Zack really wasn’t pursued much by the army anymore.  He kept the long hair and the beard just in case, though.  It made shopping in grocery stores, and frankly, blending into the scenery significantly easier.

His eyes gave a clue to his resume.  Zack found ease being a quick hire, doing heavy labor for the price of two men instead of his employer hiring multiple guys for a job.  He also would work a dangerous job or two--locating treasures, kill missions, securing locations for oil--whatever paid the bills.  With a proper shave and a haircut, he had an open employment with Don Corneo as one of his escorts.  Wherever the money happened to be, he’d follow it.

Right now the money happened to be in a little snowboarding town up in the mountains.  Cold as Shiva’s tits, there happened to be a summon in this location to be found.  His client was willing to pay a hefty sum if Zack got it and mastered it.  

Standing outside of the inn, he caught glimpse of someone that startled the living hell out of him.  A small woman trotted in his direction through snow up to the middle of her shins.  That couldn’t be--

No, it wouldn’t be.

His mind was playing games.  The raven pulled himself into his thick coat and continued into the shop to talk to the innkeeper about a nightly stay.

 @cetraheir

[yunafied-blog1]

@cetraheir

I FIND THIS EXTREMELY GAY & HOMOSEXUAL

[lancerborn-blog]

@cetraheir

HE WAS TRAINING pretty VIGOROUSLY, ever since his self-titled FAILURE at the hands of Zemus’ control over his mind, and today was no exception, his body COVERED in SWEAT as he clung to his lance, jumping and thrusting it from target to target. Ever since he’d taken up his RESIDENCE in the illusive MOUNT ORDEALS, he’d felt something MISSING from his cognition, even if he’d shunned a return to BARON to begin with for that very reason. Still, the PEACE AND ISOLATION was welcome, as Kain, a stoic man of simple virtues, enjoyed nothing more than a calming environment. WELL, this time, he was sorely mistaken, as his target, MID JUMP, was in fact not the ground, but a certain PINK-CLAD woman, whom looked rather startled by is SUDDEN entrance, as he, doing his best to avoid landing on her, mistepped, and landed HEAD FIRST onto the ground, groaning as he recovered from his FALL . . . ❝URGH . . . THESE mountains are dangerous, you realise?❞ 𝓚✗ █║│⇲

[project-sephiroth-blog]

Sephiroth had felt her presence before he’d heard her footsteps or saw the flicker of light on her chest rising with her breath. The last Cetra; the last creature on this planet that filled his weary heart with interest. 

“Why have you come back?”, he asked her, his somber voice not lifting from its heavy calm. 

He didn’t turn to look at her, he knew where she stood even without his eyes proving her existence. Ice clung to his hair and his coat, coloured his knuckles blue underneath the gloves, but he didn’t feel it. He wondered if she could?

[sonofprodigy]

cetraheir replied to your post: Repost, do not reblog. Quick Ref Sheet || Mun and...

sufferoth clearly identifies as a Superior God Being Fucknerd how dare u tell me otherwise

( In ya house, misgendering Sufferoth )

[tsengofshinra]

steps on ur face.............. can i kiss u binch.......

Was it a joke? Tseng could only imagine it must have been. After everything that he had done to try and thwart her and AVALANCHE, after all of that. He crossed his arms across his chest, in a motion to close himself off."It is out of my understanding why you would want to. But I can hardly stop you." He hardly wanted to.