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letsmoseychocobo:

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"Yeah…" Cloud nodded a bit. He saw Cid every couple of weeks but didn’t really keep in contact with anyone but Tifa anymore.

"Hey Cloud…do you miss those days? I miss going around on the Highwind, exploring different parts of Gaia. I mean, I like being here and having a home, too, but the thrill of adventure…" she trailed off, remembering those days when everyone was together.

hallothien:

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”What are you talking about? My sweet tooth’s always been there!”

"That’s true. Somehow, I forgot!"

darkerwithoutl:

"No" But despite his words he could be seen nodding his head with delighted eyes and a slight smirk still playing at his lips.

Pouting, Tifa shook her head. “Now you;’re just being mean, L,” she replied. “Mocking a woman’s feelings and reactions when she sees the person she cares about so much so exposed…” She had to force herself to stop before she said anything else.

darkerwithoutl:

He walked over to her barely hearing her answer.  Had he not been paying attention he wouldn’t have heard her at all.  "Is that so?" he mused with a smile as he stood directly infront of her.  "You’re doing your best not to drool stare aren’t you”

His closeness caused her to finally look back at him, her face burning up further as she could see the details of his skin. “…Are you making fun of me…?” she squeaked, trying not to sound like a frazzled version of herself, but failing miserably. 

Sep 18 · 1 hour ago · 22 notes

hallothien:

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”M&M’s! Chocolates! Potato chips and Poptarts!”

"Someone’s got a sweet tooth tonight!"

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letsmoseychocobo:

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"…Sure…I miss everyone…" Cloud shrugged a bit.

"Mm…that doesn’t sound very convincing," she tried to tease. "It’s strange…not seeing their faces every day."

Sep 18 · 1 hour ago · 23 notes

The Past and Present Collide || @ mako-infused

mako-infused:

Tifa had been far more accommodating than he’d been expecting while he was here, and although it was Tifa’s nature, the woman of his own time had been very different in the last few years before her death. Lost in her own little world and sadly bitter towards everyone around her. Losing the baby had been a blow she had never recovered from. It was refreshing to see this Tifa was still the strong woman he’d always seen her as.

The other night he’d heard her calling the Cloud of this world, and of course he didn’t answer, leaving the woman to sigh heavily and chew on the inside of her cheek. He could see the worry and hurt clear on her face and although he’d wanted to go to her, he’d went back to his room to rest again.

Sitting on the window sill, the swordsman looked out at the small view it offered. It was strange to see this part of the city not in decay. Today he would tend to the repairs that the bar had needed in god knows how long. It was the least he could do for Tifa. The knock at the door brought him from his thoughts. He hadn’t expected her to be up this early. “Door’s open, Tifa.” Looking to the doorway, a smile pulled across his lips. “Wow, thank you so much. It smells…absolutely amazing.”

She opened the door slowly, surprised to see him up and about at this hour, honestly. Tifa flashed him a smile as she walked inside, feeling proud that she could make him smile like that. “It’s really not that much…just a few things I thought you would like.” Or some of his favorites, actually. But she wouldn’t admit to that directly. 

Setting the food down at the nearby dresser, the barmaid held her arms at her lower back, rolling on the balls of her feet. “I trust you slept okay? I know that bed can’t be the greatest thing to sleep in. I’ve wanted to get a new one for a while.” But the Cloud from here didn’t want me spending money on something he’d barely use, she mused to herself bitterly. 

Glancing out the window. Tifa continued to smile. “It looks like today will be a nice day.”

darkerwithoutl:

"I see…so does my lack of a shirt embarrass you then?…or does it excite you"

"It…w-well…" she stammered, doing her best not to drool stare. “M-Maybe the…latter…?” she barely whispered.

Just Before Dawn

dirge-of-valentinex4:

Moving to the couch taxed him but he hid it carefully and once settled, he drained the glass and sat in silence for several minutes, waiting for the pain to subside so he could speak without it being detected.

"I need you to call Reeve….in an hour or so…just tell him…that I have it." he said quietly, wanting to get business out of the way.

Thing’s were still blurry and the horrible screeching was starting to come to the forefront of his mind but he tried to ignore it, reaching slowly for Tifa’s hand with his good one.

"I am sorry….for worrying you." Would he be alright? With a couple weeks worth of sleep and Tifa’s tender, loving care he would, but he didn’t want to impose on her.

"Do you have a first aid kit?" His voice was steady now but still rough and quiet as he fought to keep the pain and panic down. Tifa didn’t deserve to worry anymore than she already had…

"Tell him that you have what?" she asked, curious as to what he was talking about. "Did you almost get yourself killed over collecting something?"

Oh, she’d have a chat with Reeve, alright. One that would end with Vincent having a vacation from these missions before he lost a limb or the function to breathe. 

Vincent’s hand grasping hers pulled her from her thoughts, making her look at him with soft, sad eyes. “Did you think that I wouldn’t be? When I had to leave Mideel so suddenly like that..and then not to hear from you all this time…it was like a part of me was missing.” She didn’t care how she sounded — she knew she was emotional right now. But she was being honest. 

Clearing her throat, Tifa nodded. “Yes, of course. Hold on,” she excused herself, leaving for just a moment to grab the kit from behind the bar. When she returned, she opened the small container. “What do you need?”

stxrmmxge:

Do me a favor?

Reblog this if you either interact with OCs, or you at least give them a role-playing chance instead of just turning them away completely.

hallothien:

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”I was, but the ones that have come out recently are sappy beyond my tolerance point. I’d rather watch Gangs of New York.”

"Mm…I could handle that, too. Want any snacks for it?"

hallothien:

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”I’m not sure. No chick flicks, unless it’s The Sweetest Thing or In Her Shoes because those are the only ones I tolerate.”

"Really? I thought you’d be more into those sorts of movies."

Sep 18 · 1 hour ago · 20 notes

solidchar:

FF7 ティファ by きたやまみうき

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”Sounds great! What movies, though?”

"Depends. What are you in the mood for? Something sappy or something serious?"

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