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[bloodxchocolate]

Your honor... They were gal pals.....doing gal pals things....

Reference under the cut~

[loucifieri]

I’m probably one of the 5 ppl who remember this final fantasy game but this was a high school obsession for me lol and revisiting it now, yep… still love it. Especially these two dorks

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[psianabel]

67 and 02? :)

02: “Donot look down.”

My children

Red filled everything they saw. Theground, the walls, the blood on their shaking hands from previousrooms. The air was heavy and too much for their lungs, it smelledlike iron, like blood, thestench so strong that they couldn't block it out like they used to doit. They had to keep going, higher and higher. Keeprunning, don't lookback.Seven gripped herweapon tight, she couldn't slouch now. Neither could Sice runningbeside her, equally having a hard time getting her breath undercontrol. They were almost at the top of the room, but the red liquidbeneath them kept flowing higher and higher, threatening near.Butthey managed it in time to reach the highest floor, the liquidstopping one level below them. Sice plunged the shaft of her scytheinto the ground, holding herself up on it, while Seven fell onto herknees out of breath, both needing a moment to gather themselvesagain. “What the fuck wasthat.” Sice mumbled under her breath, regaining her stance slowlyagain. Seven tried to form words in her mind to answer her,but she couldn't bring even one word out. She took a deep breathinstead and lifted herself up again, stumbling on her feet as shetried to search for Sice's eyes. Right before she lost her stanceagain, Sice reached out to her, grabbing her by her arm and held herin position. Their eyes locked and Sice's point wasclear.“Do not look down.” Sice's voice was stern foronce. It struck Seven hard and she nodded, keeping her eyes on her asshe collected herself again.“We … have to keep going.”Seven said and turned around to the light circle in front of themthat seemed to be the only exit out of this mess.Sice took astep forward to stand beside Seven, her hand instinctively reachingout to interlock with her – a calm breeze of a feeling washing overthem, giving them strength once again in this madness. “Hewill pay for this.” Seven took a glance towards Sice as shesaid these words, feeling the anger bubbling insider her. Silentlyshe agreed with her. She couldn't look back anymore, therewas only forward. From the three cadets starting this room, only two reached the exit.

[kaitokeiart]

Sometimes you gotta look at your old art works to feel like you’ve indeed improved.

Sice (with Seven in one of them, and Tonberry in another) from Final Fantasy Type-0, drawn in July 2016.

[psianabel-writes]

Sice/Seven - A New Beginning (52 week challenge)

(Hello, new year and I try to challenge myself. A tiny fic each week, so that I try to come up with a writing schedule with my work hours. Let’s see how it goes, but I really wanna try it! Sooo here it is, the first prompt of it. Though I definitely won’t follow each week’s prompt, but I guess I will try to inspire myself from them :D)

FF.net / AO3

Seven sighed and leaned her head back. She sat on her bed with her back against the wall and simply stared into the moderate decorated room, not focusing on anything particular. Not that there was anything to focus on in the distance anyways. But the room was only enlightened with a dim light she turned on an hour ago and since that she hadn't move an inch, and actually she wouldn't want to move either. With the weight in her lap it wasn't a good idea in the first place.

She closed her eyes – an attempt to soak up the minimal rest she could get in these last few minutes – and dropped her hand into her lap, trying to find the hair line of the person's head lying there. She found it rather quickly and moved her fingertips along the silver strands. Sice only let out an irritated breath and continued her sleep. A sleep Seven would have had this night gladly. It was supposed to be a special day today, one they all trained so hard for, or so Mother said. But for some reason she couldn't find any rest this night, no matter what she tried – her heart was beating too fast, her body had an inner uneasiness she couldn't point out. As if her soul knew something she wasn't aware of. I can sleep when the mission is over. I should focus on preparing the mission now. Seven's mind was a jumble in that tired state, but when it came to executing tasks for Mother, she was on high alert no matter what. Like a switch that got turned around. And with that thought in the front, she blocked out the tiredness lingering in her as if it didn't bother her the whole night and turned her head down to Sice. Her hand was still tracing over her, playing with a loose strand that hung in front of her face. Seven didn't know why she always ended up watching her, especially when Sice came over to her bed and slept beside her instead of staying in her own, but whenever Sice did that, a familiar feeling flooded through her, provided her with warmth in this cold facility she spent the majority of her life in. A warmth she wanted to treasure with her heart. Seven shook her head and caught a glimpse of her clock in the corner of her eye. Aqu. XII 842, shortly after 3am. We should get going. “Sice.” She whispered and turned her head down to her again, gliding one last time her fingers over her head. “We need to prepare. Mother will come soon.” “Ughg, I know.” Sice mumbled in return, apparently not as deep asleep as she pretended to be. “Give me a minute.” And with that she rolled off Seven, stretching herself as if she just had the best sleep ever, including making noises where Seven had to hide her smile from. She sat up then right beside Seven, rubbing briefly her eyes before she seemed to be ready for whatever would come next, too. “Let's go.” Seven nodded, though she couldn't shake off the feeling that this mission was about the bring them a change of their lives. A new beginning.

[comeonlight]

oh oh, do hopurai and sebusai for the ship thingies~! :'>

ohHOHOHO IT IS LIT

Hoperai~

Who would throw the other in the pool: Hope wouldn’t dare, but Light might feel playful once in a while.Who is the better carer when the other is sick: I’m sure Light has plenty of experience taking care of illnesses, but I’ll have to give this award to Hope. (Statistically he is a better medic too...and he likely picked up a few tricks in those centuries of science-ing)Who would force the other to do extreme sports with them: [insert image of Light jumping out of a plane with a screaming Hope strapped to her front of her and a parachute on her back]Who would cook the better romantic dinner: Hope...unless they’re having behemoth steak.Who would build the blanket fort in the living room: Hope would be the one to start something silly...and eventually drag Light into it~ much more probable with kids.Who would have the best holiday ideas: Hope gets excited for the holidays so naturally that big brain of his churns out ideas. Lightning more or less goes along with whatever he has planned, as long as it’s not inconvenient.Who would need to clean out the other’s stuff to make room for their own: Heh, Hope would definitely have a looot of stuff so if Light needed to make room some of it would have to go. Though, Light might not even need that much room, given her nature. If she did, though, @ Hope you’ve got some cleaning up to do~

• when or if I started shipping it. Tbh I felt it during the course of XIII as I played through it. And I actively fought against myself to not ship it. But then I found the art and the fics and was dragged into hopurai hell. And then XIII-2 happened. Good stuff. AND THEN LIGHTNING RETURNS. LR was such a gift, even despite Hope’s body being changed to his younger form.• my thoughts: They’re so crucial to each other’s character development and honestly they complete each other??? LR dropping hints all over the place, like, wow?? What a blessing????? This is the part where I say fuck you it’s canon. MY FIRST AND GREATEST OTP. MAY IT SAIL STRONG FOREVERMORE.• What makes me happy about them: see the above, just their teamwork in general PARTNERS and how they kept their promises to each other and HOW THEY LOOK AT EACH DOTRHEMAKFI M SOBBIGN• What makes me sad about them: How they were separated for so long, their moments of doubt about not being able to protect each other, THE ROSE-HAIRED PHANTOM• things done in art/fic that annoys me: There’s probably something but I can’t think of it right now.• things I look for in art/fic: I generally like the happier, cute stuff but tbh GIVE IT ALL TO ME EVEN IF IT RIPS MY HEART IN TWO• Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Nope. They belong with each other. No one else.• My happily ever after for them: Meeting in the New World and enjoying their peaceful lives together ;u; [Lightning voice: “We’ll be together.”] *cries a lot*• what is their favorite non-sexual activity? Just quietly enjoying each other’s company without a care in the world, probably curled up on the couch together~

Sebusai~

Who would throw the other in the pool: I think it’d be Sice tbh.Who is the better carer when the other is sick: Sebun~Who would force the other to do extreme sports with them: Does war count as an extreme sport? They don’t really force each other into those kinds of things...maybe dares or challenges from Sice.Who would cook the better romantic dinner: Aspiring chef Sice c:Who would build the blanket fort in the living room: I can see Seven building a fort while Sice is sulking over something and then putting this angry pineapple inside.Who would have the best holiday ideas: Seven. Sice doesn’t get very into the spirit. Lil’ grump.Who would need to clean out the other’s stuff to make room for their own: Sice. Seven would probably accumulate a bunch of things with sentimental value from her fanclub and have to clear it out eventually.

• when or if I started shipping it: tbh...before I even started the game lol. I saw the “What If” ending online and was sold. Which is in hindsight pretty shallow.• my thoughts: I think that because Seven is composed and has great perception, she knows what is best for Sice and can act accordingly. With Sice’s more aggressive nature, they balance each other out in some ways, though I feel that Sice would benefit more than Seven.• What makes me happy about them: They cute~• What makes me sad about them: They ded...• things done in art/fic that annoys me: N/A• things I look for in art/fic: N/A • Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: I’m pretty loose with Class Zero ships, so free game for the most part. Truthfully, though, I can’t really picture Seven with a lot of people...how about I ship her with happiness? :3  

 • My happily ever after for them: They’re married and run an orphanage. Sice cooks dishes that dreams are made of, and Seven probably has an award for her good works. Friends visit sometimes and they catch up (and snap some pictures)~• what is their favorite non-sexual activity? Giving each other massages after missions~

[psianabel-writes]

Sice/Seven - tired birthday morning (Tiny thing for Sice’s birthday. I made it in time, hah! Some kind of New World AU I guess. Everything is fine and they are happy, basically all I want haha.) Happy birthday, Sice! FF.net / AO3

A gentle morning filled the air, hazily soothing over the thick layer of dreamy sighs and smells of the morning that made it hard to get anything productive going. A quiet yawn sounded, muffled by the sheer force of trying not to make a noise, too lazy to cover it with a hand, rather enjoying the noises from the early day. Too lazy to properly open her eyes, Sice dragged her feet over the carpet; from the bedroom to the bathroom and from there to anywhere she could find food, preferring it would pop up just right in front of her. Jackpot if she could eat in bed. With a coffee. 

But sadly for that she actually had to get going, this wasn't the dreamworld after all where she could just imagine things happening, unfortunately. 

She woke up alone earlier, meaning that Seven must have been on her feet already, which didn't surprise her at all. Though today she wished that Seven would have stayed in bed with her, keeping her company until she properly got her mind going. (Though knowing herself, this would have taking all day, considering how much she rather wanted to stay in bed and enjoy the quietness of the day for once.) So Seven must have been somewhere, already jumping right into the day to make the most of it. The house wasn't that big, finding her shouldn't be that of a problem. Downside was that Sice really wasn't that awake, her mind still foggy and on a level she shouldn't be allowed to get up. Maybe it was because her muscles were still sleeping and sore from yesterday night, aching in places she felt the gentle touches on. But that's a story for another time. Her body just wanted to soak up anything that brought her comfort, especially today, because she couldn't believe another year went pass again already. Since the days got quieter, since her whole life got quieter, she actually could enjoy her time for once, away from the past she no longer wanted to remember. Time went on peacefully and she wanted to embrace every single second of it. … Which meant her mission was to find Seven, the main source of her comfort, and maybe, just maybe Seven had a surprise for her, considering it was her birthday today. Seven could be a cheesy one, no doubt she had something in store for today. Sice reached the living room downstairs, poking her head inside for a brief while, only to notice it was empty. The rays of the sun through the glass front gave a beautiful spectacle, but Sice longed for something different right now and carried on her search. Her stomach began to grumble and in her tired state she was so ready to just fall into Seven's arms and continue sleeping. There could only be one place where Seven could be and Sice was sure her next stop would finally bring her satisfaction. She ambled along the hallway, following her instinct and eventually picked up a faint smell that definitely let her stomach grumble even more. A groan left her at the sweet smell, rich and even fruity, at least according to her tired mind. With a smile on her face she reached the kitchen, and her grin even intensified when she made out Seven standing with the back to her, seemingly busy with whatever she was doing right now. Almost on autopilot Sice made her way over to Seven, her bare feet padding over the tiles in an attempt to make as less noises as possible. Her slender arms hugged Seven close when she reached her, face pressed into her shoulder as she took a deep breath to inhale the scent that stimulated her sense to no end. She felt Seven lean into her hug and her exhale from the small laugh that left her. “Please don't burn down my kitchen.” Sice murmured against the fabric of Seven's shirt, her eyes spying over her shoulder to see what Seven did, though getting it blocked by kitchen utensils. “Don't worry, I have it under control.” Seven laid her hands on Sice's ones on her stomach, taking them with her when she turned around to face her, though Sice immediately continued burying her face into Seven's shoulder, finally being there where she wanted all morning. “Good morning, birthday girl.” Seven snickered as Sice yawned against her, not making any intentions in moving soon. Seven's hand glided through her white hair, trying to make eye contact with her, but she only received a tired groan. “Still that tired, huh.” A beep came from behind them and Seven tilted her head over her shoulder, then down to the oven. “Oh, looks like one of your presents is almost ready.” “Huh?” Finally Sice lifted her head up to see what Seven meant, curiously looking downwards to get a glimpse of what was in the oven. Yet Seven stood right in front of it, blocking the view for the pouting Sice. “Almost ready, I said.” She grinned as she lifted Sice's chin up again, stroking over her pouting lips. “Unfair.” “... But I can show you the other thing.” Seven turned around again to the stove, feeling Sice's gaze over her shoulder as she revealed what she hid beneath the pan lid. “Pancakes!” Her eyes lit up like those from a little girl and immediately all her tiredness she felt in her body before seemed to be washed away by the single sight of the wonderful breakfast. “Seven, I love you.” Seven had to laugh at Sice's reaction, mentally patting on her shoulder to congratulate herself for that idea. Well, to be fair, giving Sice food was never wrong. “So, you're ready to eat?” “Yes!” And so the tired Sice changed into a very enthusiastic one, grabbing the plates to not waste any second now. Now that was a way to start her birthday and Seven couldn't wait to give her her birthday cake that still baked inside the oven.

[psianabel]

Hello, Seven and Sice are very in love.