#midgardrifter

[ambereyedcetra]

My foot has passed away.

She sighed, her hand sliding over her face. “Love, I know you can’t feel your foot, but if you just move it, it’ll be all right.” The Cetra reached over and hooked her arms underneath his, trying to pull him up. “This is what happens when you try to warm your feet by having a chocobo sit on them.”

[sephy-chu]

midgardrifter reblogged your post So there was this theory my f... and added:

He’s trying to make the cat doubt if its real or not.

THIS

[ivaliceprincess-blog]

4 have entered the ruin church's garden

midgardrifter

heroic-heretic

theeternallycursed

xjustapuppetx

"Where do they come from...?" Ovelia thought as more travelers happened upon the fallen church. Only a single face among them seemed familiar to her among the unknown. Maybe she should become accustom to this. "Hello, pleasure to meet you."

[ninjaprincessofthieves-blog]

midgardrifter said: NO. YOU WILL NOT RUIN A BEAUTIFUL THING WITH SUCH WORDS

"Calm down, Cloud, calm down! I know you like big boobs but there's no need to get all emotional about it! And think bout it, it'd be the booby-bigbang, we'd have boobies everywhere from then on! Maybe I'd grown a pair too, maybe you too..."

[denzelstrife]

Strife Rescue

The sounds of hastened footsteps and muffled voices elevated within the confined hallways of the cargo ship ferrying the young Cadet to an unknown destination, for what purpose, the brunette had yet to ascertain the terrorist's true motives and purpose. It was barely morning, and already an incident seemed to had startled several of the terrorist's on-board.

With a small hesitation, Denzel pried open the door he had taken refuge behind inside one of the cabins as the duo passed down the hallway without incident, leaving the young teenager in an anguished state of mind. Slowly, gloved fingers clutched the dangling object that hung around a piece of ebony-twine around his neck—squeezing the silver-ring within his leather bound appendages, a keepsake Cloud had given him when the delivery boy had taken him in. His blue optics shimmered with fear that something had happened to the one person who had given him hope and fulfillment to this existence on the planet, he couldn’t stand around and do nothing; let alone those wild thoughts of fear were ebbing at his mind.

”I… I’ll find you Cloud,” he replied once he had regained his voice, dashing down the corridor with a look of sheer determination written across the cadet’s face.

A slight wind stirred through the decks leading up to where the coordinates he’d eavesdropped on several of the terrorist's conversations, trying to find any clues to where they might be holding any prisoners in the bowls of the vessel, conducting sweeps through the various decks with little success of locating the older Strife. The short brunette cadet hesitantly closed the cap to another stairwell, his cerulean eyes shifted half-closed, his nose wrinkled to the scent of murky, salty-air that assaulted his human senses. Inhaling deeply and exhaling once more, the boy grimaced as his stomach loosed a pitiful whine accompanied his distaste for the rocking motion the ship made upon the ocean.

Denzel exhaled slowly, sky blues sliding shut. He felt numbed by the emotion consuming him in that moment—cherished memories of Cloud. “I realize all too well—he needs me.” Thin brows were furrowed verbalizing in his stern assertion. “Just hold on.” He couldn’t deny that the lack of sentries was a good sign, but for some reason, he felt uncomfortable with the entire situation. Slowly thin tiers descended to indicate a frown; worried that perhaps this was the wrong location, or he was too late…

He was venturing into neither unknown territory he knew nothing about. Cobalt blue eyes took in his setting with practiced efficiency, noting everything that they swept across. Denzel kept his hands calmly at his side—cradling the WRO assault rifle within curled appendages, yet the reason for his forced uneasiness came at risky measures. The thought itself of stumbling into conflict and the command not working burned at the back of his mind, but that didn’t mean he was completely helpless when it came to basic combat. He’d find other ways to defend himself if the moment arose.

[blindedxinxchains-blog]

Play with you? Have anything in mind?

"As long as it doesn't involve flying, I'm game."

[finalhxaven]

show yourself

ღ Oh gosh okay that makes seven including the person I private messaged on accident XD

[blindedxinxchains-blog]

Being followed by my favorite character in Avatar. HOW NICE.