#heavenlyfists

[blade-of-light]

Poor @heavenlyfists has been tricked by Sora.

“No!” He harrumphed at her, positively aghast at such a ludicrous suggestion. “…We’re gonna carve it of course.”

Obviously.

Coming to the pumpkin patch, he was more than happy to dart into it, already searching around for his prizes. “C’mon, a few minutes won’t hurt. What’s the rush?”

Normally, the lives of the citizens. But in this case, Sora hadn’t actually come on heartless duty. He’d asked Tifa for help on his trip, since Donald and Goofy had to stay behind in Radiant Garden.

No, it was totally not because he and Donald had gotten into a fight over how stupid it was to head all the way back to Halloween Town for such a silly reason. At least he hadn’t told him he’d be asking Tifa along, he’d be quacking his ear off about “world order”. Nevermind that literally everyone in Radiant Garden already knew about other worlds because of their, well, World History.

“We gotta get them early, before all the best ones are gone,” he explained, stepping this way, and that, and skipping over here to look upon the choices. “Haheh, that one looks like Donald,” he decided, pointing to a short, stout one that was misshapen to vaguely resemble wings, with a wide knobbly stalk that sort of looked like a bill. “Oh, and that one’s perfect for Goofy!” He shouted, pointing to a tall, skinny one that was bent a little to the right.

And so he went, picking out a pumpkin for each of his friends in turn. One for the king, one for Riku, Lea, Kairi…

By the time he had finished his harvest, he had a whole stack of them in his arms, balancing precariously on top of each other as he stepped carefully onto the cleared path. He hefted them over as he came up beside her. “There! That should… whoa…”

As he’d peeked around his big pile, he spotted it. The big one, the king- nay, the emperor of all pumpkins! It was taller than him, and almost thrice as long, perfectly round and proportioned to be a trophy among all the pumpkin path.

“…let’s get that one!” Sora grinned up excitedly at her. “If we work together, I bet we can get it to the ship!”

He said this, of course, forgetting just who he was talking too.

[veiliisms]

*AFTON & TIFA. / @heavenlyfists (from.) -

he really can’t explain why, but there was something about her response that just annoyed him. midnight eyes glance around; it was like a damn warzone in this city. he didn’t know what he and his crew walked in on - but they had a job to finish. he didn’t know who she was - usually, vague and ominous threats were enough to get bystanders out of the way.

she clearly was no bystander.

“... the people i work with. seems like wherever we go, there’s sure to be some kinda trouble,” he replies, moving his hands to produce a pack of cigarettes. one is bumped from the pack, placed into his mouth, though isn’t lit yet. “... what’s with this place? fightin’ on streets like this... some kinda coup?”

[grxvidus]

starter for @heavenlyfists​

Upon reaching the Seventh Heaven, Cloud switches his engine off, shortly after parking just outside of the bar. It had been a day or two since he had seen Tifa after going off on an adventure of his own. They had been getting relatively close this past couple of months. It was something that he hardly expected, perhaps if ever. 

He opened up the door, closing it behind him as he entered in. It seemed a little quiet as usual. First things first - find Tifa. Blue eyes scanned over the vicinity as he looked for the female.

[shadehymn-blog]

          —  ❛  /  SCARRED & FRAYED.   ❛   he  ain’t  here  yet  ,  obviously  !  this  is  reserved  seating.   ❜   she  mutters  in  reply  ,  arms  crossing  over  her  chest  ;  hip  cocked  ,  somewhat  ,  slight-glare  marring  her  features  due  to  the  other  woman’s  words.  she  clearly  had  quite  the  set  of  balls  on  her  ,  for  daring  to  speak  to  her  that  way.  tongue  drew  across  pointed  teeth  ,  gloved  hand  brushing  off  her  shoulder  ,  before  lithe  fingertips  worked  at  tense  muscle. 

          ❛   don’t  have  any  damned  parents  ,  sweetheart.   ❜   she’d  bite  back  ,  callously  ,  plopping  down  into  one  side  of  the  booth  ,  comfortably  ,  brow  rising  in  challenge  in  the  other  woman’s  direction.  kainé  wasn’t  one  to  give  up  things  so  easily  --  especially  to  someone  who’d  questioned  her  mannerisms  &&  ethics. 

                              @heavenlyfists // continued from here.

[manintheblackmantle]

Continued from here

@heavenlyfists

“In part, yes. But I more refer to the actions of others. I spent my life believing and acting on beliefs that were fed to me from a young age. Lies about my past and who I am... but it was also the poor choices of those that gave me orders that lead me down a path that would lead to bloodshed.” The former General elaborated. He was not looking for forgiveness, it was more reflecting on how things came to be this way. In his mind, back then, he’d been on a justified and righteous crusade. It was only after his true death, after a long talk with his sister in the lifestream that he learned the truth of things. That he would be given a second chance now... He wasn’t entirely sure he deserved it, but he was here none-the-less.

“My Sister cleared up a lot of things for me while I was death. I know the lies for what they are now...” He concluded but did not meet her gaze at first. Instead Sephiroth gazed out over the horizon a moment. When he did face Tifa, his expression was serene almost at peace in a way. “I don’t ask for forgiveness, but you needn’t consider me a threat to the world any longer.” He told her simply.

[gameboyheroes]

@heavenlyfists -- (( Don’t Talk About Her ))  Cloud & Tifa 

“Shut up. Don’t talk about her. We all know it’s my damned fault that she’s gone!” he quietly snapped, crossing his arms as he ignored the literal mountain of clothes on the bed in search of a particular shirt and skirt. “You’re the only one with sexy-ish clothes. I told you about my other job, which took much more trust than you’d think.”

Cloud didn’t want to be late this time, pulling a random blouse on before adjusting his clothes a bit.

“And you know how the kids would react if they saw this in my closet,” he muttered, already knowing what Denzel and Marlene would say. “And you don’t even wear most of these clothes anymore! It’s basically recycling your old clothes.”

[gameboyheroes]

@heavenlyfists -- (( Whoops! ))  Cloud & Tifa 

Water. He’d hated large pools of water since Aerith died. Ironically, his last delivery was near Costa Del Sol; thankfully he had the villa to stay in but... he still felt guilty about the Forgotten City.

Once he’d gotten dressed and towel-dried his hair, Cloud locked his mako blue eyes on the duffel bag he’d put aside. And Tifa was checking out the bag.

Tifa, of all people!

“Can you get out of my duffel bag, please?” he asked, grabbing the bag from her arms; ignoring the skirt in her hand. The one he’d stolen from her closet.

Yeesh. Busted!

“I thought it was a towel?” he lied, not really believing himself for a second. No, it was just a short skirt to draw in clients. Clients he’d simply have dinner with and keep company. Cloud had a second job. As an escort.

“Can I... borrow that?” he asked, tossing the bag over his shoulder. “Don’t ask. You won’t like the answer.”

[ai-framework]

@heavenlyfists liked for a Starter!

Slowly, he approached. For some reason, the fact that the girl had been able to defend herself so skillfully from those creatures around really made him feel 'safe'. He wasn't sure if he should thank her, but he had decided to do so. If it weren't for her, he probably would've had to try and deal with an attack himself. He wasn't designed mainly for that... so, it would've been an inconvenience.

"Ah... excuse me, miss. I just... wanted to thank you... for... beating those things up. It was just self-defense, but it did help me... I am really grateful." His voice was low and careful, almost as deadpan as his expression, but his words felt genuine, as they were. He offered his hand so she could shake it.