“𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘊𝘪𝘦ʾ𝘵𝘩, ℰ 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦ʾ𝘴 𝘕𝘖 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯ʾ 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.ᐟ —𝘐ʾ𝘮 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯ʾ 𝘪𝘵ㅤ𝙀𝙉𝘿ㅤ𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩ㅤ𝙬𝙖𝙮.ᐟ” ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⊱⟐⊰ #FinalFantasyRP │ #MVRP │ #FFXIII

"...I know what it is to lose everything. To blame yourself. To be irrationally angry at your core and do anything to bring that loss back. And although forgiveness is not something I am good at, especially when it comes to myself, it helped me see all the clearer for it."

@badassvalentine.bsky.social Fires at a gathering swarm of zombies as he climbed the side of the walls to the roof of a building. “What the hell are you freakin’ things?! GET DOWN WHEN I SHOOT YOU!!”

ᴏꜰ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʀʏɪɴɢ ᴘᴀɴꜱ ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅɪᴇ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴏꜰ ᴇʟᴍʏʀᴀ ɢᴀɪɴꜱʙᴏʀᴏɢʜ, 18+, ᴍᴅɴɪ, ɴᴏɴ ʟᴇᴡᴅ ᴘᴇɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ: #ᎠմąӀìʂէìçⱮօօղ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ ofmotherhoodandfryingpans.carrd.co #FF7RP #FFVIIRP #FFRP

R00🌟 Also… RE muses follow me! Pspspspsps!

||: Let the piss die. Kill it, if you have to

@fusionsword.bsky.social He sighed as he saw Cloud walking back through the slums. “Ah, Gaia… Can't be a quiet day if the merc with a giant sword is back in town?”

"Please, let me help. Been getting better at cooking it at home."

💭

||: Reading @maidenoftheflowers.bsky.social's post just broke the scarred damn of emotions I thought I got over XD

He sighed. "Well, seafood is a luxury we're trying to get in, but can't exactly afford to fetch ourselves. The things around the shores are... Unsafe, and not worth the risk anymore. I don't have the time or weapons to deal with all the creatures and weird machines..."

"Gun... Blade?" And he thought blondie's big machete was overkill. "Gaia, the hell are you fighting with that?"

"Shit... Truck needs a new engine..."

𝖫𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖨𝗍 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒. ↳ You are who you choose to be. That is the lesson Lightning Farron has been taught throughout her journeys. First a soldier, then a knight, and finally a savior, turned into a hero. Only question is, who is she now? #FFRP #MVRP

"Nah, I'd never forgive myself. Nor would my family. Just steaks and soups, and risotto, and some other fancy stuff that brings in the profits. I tell ya, we're lucky to have a good week in the green. Stock replenishment is a pain in the ass..."

He sighed. “I thought so too, so me and Alina bought a place out in Kalm. We got a restaurant, which ya know isn't exactly my kinda scene, but it's good revenue… Pays more often than the P.I. work, anyway. I'm just doing that to help.”

"Well, considering my new job is more wines and fancy pancy shit, supplying the slums with arms and backdoor materia trading has halted. Also, I have a kid."

Rest in pleasure.

"Nope. Very universally accepted at this point. If it wouldn't break my damn hand to do so, I'd test the theory."

@theivoryparagon.bsky.social "Great, Mr. Handsome Punchable Face is still chuckin'..."

𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝙴𝚡-𝚂𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙸𝙴𝚁. • 𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝙺𝚊𝚜 • 𝙼𝚞𝚗 / 𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝟮𝟭+ #FFRP | #FFVIIRP | #MVRP

||: Long overdue bio update

☞ 𝐸𝓂𝒷𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈.

He sighed. "One thousand and two firaga materia. Final offer."

𝘈𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘎𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 • 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 & 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 • 𝘙𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘔𝘴 & 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥 • 𝘔𝘋𝘕𝘐 • 𝘔𝘶𝘯 𝘪𝘴 30+ #FFRP #FFVIIRP

@cynicalturk.bsky.social Is playfully flicking granola into Reno's hair from a nearby table. He's making it a game for how long he can make it stay in there, and by position.

“I’m not paying for all this ShinRa shi- Wait, hold on…” He looked over the weaponry. “Some of these lasers are still fixable. I’ll give you five hundred.”

“Alright, one-liner. What was it BEFORE the scrap metal?”

“What the hells is that??” Turns his door locks and lines up the chains.

Spikes is going nuto with the sword-o. Time to stay inside.

@alinadevee.bsky.social Alina had gotten a dusty letter with a non-return address. He assumed it was from one of her many associates from her own adventures while he had been running the restaurant business, caring for Addy, and running leads simultaneously for his detective business. All from --

“It’s work worth having.” He smirked. “And I don't mind being busy.”

“Busy.” He sighed and nodded. “Kid, work, home care, etcetera.”

"How you been, Silverthreads?"

Leslie pushed the front door open, little Addy on his shoulders. “And that's between you and I but believe you me, your mom knows a few better moves to get out of a jam.” He looked at the lights coming from the back porch. “Well, look at that.” He lowered Addy. “Go on. Go say hi to Mom.”

“Makes me look forward to mornings though.”

"Caffeine addiction mostly."

"...Fine."

"You might as well drink hot chocolate if you just wanted sugar."

Leans closer with his tongue still out.

He sticks his tongue out.