#I Will Do What I Must || Queue

[front-facing-pokemon]

[b4kuch1n]

post-drive sketch commissions fulfilled so far! for Cookie Nomie, A. Peake, @azaelyas, viviiyon on twitter, bxby_ashhh on twitter, tsunesama, @trucbiduleschouettes, and Anna.

[daily-hanamura]

[lunarharp]

i've run out of things to say when i just have a bunch of scribbly stuff again

[veradragonjedi]

@airlocksandaviaries

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MADS!!!!!

[ourstarscollided]

[lafresnaya]

do you guys ever think that of the fact that mike admitted that he resorted to killing people at the age of 17-18 in his desperation to escape the Spiral? immediately after losing his parents and his home and probably any sense of stability along with it?

do you think that he learned that he was capable of killing before - or after - his experimentation with the boneturner's tale twisted another human being into something incompatible with life?

do you think that he was 'more than capable of killing' or do you think that he had to become so, just so that he could keep moving forward?

[incorrectquotesideas-deactivated]

Person A: Do you want a beer? I’m paying.

Person B, going through the restaurant’s menu: No. Ugh, where’s the good stuff?

Person A, half jokingly: I thought you were an alcoholic.

Person B: Exactly. I’d need at least, like, four beers — without food — to get slightly buzzed, and my stomach can’t fit over 2 beers in it. I’m small. I’ll have a rum, neat.

[stinkrascal]

dont think i’ll be able to finish editing n begin posting the vlad/brie backstory reprisal by the 31st like i hoped i would 🤒

[firstprinced]

u ever.. accidentally delete your gifset. yeah no me neither who would do that

[front-facing-pokemon]

[steviescrystals]

life update my work crush is in fact gay (i knew it from the moment we met but i wanted to believe otherwise)

[roboticoutlaw]

happy full moon friday everyone

[faaun]

you are all wrong!!!

[calamitysshatteredson]

What if someone who was older, wiser and caring, like Lazard or Vincent, had been there in Nibelheim when Sephiroth discovered the truth and gave him all the empathy and support he needed?

What If..? Scenarios | accepting but forever slow

I very much played fast and loose with... every way in which this is set up, but you know, canon is but a suggestion over here. Just gonna say Vincent was trapped/sleeping/whatever for a much shorter time, alright.

Vincent had spent a much longer time being aware of Sephiroth than directly observing him. Even while he was out on missions, it was a difficult thing to watch him without attracting attention, suspicion, or simply catching him acting on his own. Battle was one thing, certainly, and he knew all of the rumors of the man's ruthlessness and efficiency were likely rooted in truth, but there were other curiosities.

He knew how Shinra worked. "The truth" lived under the surface of a great many other partial-truths and little white lies, with layers of secrecy between. Despite everything he knew, and every piece of information given to the public to make it seem as if something so much more than mortal represented SOLDIER... Sephiroth had started as a baby. A human child. He was human, before...

Before. Something in him had driven Vincent to remain close to the mansion. He had other places to stay, a great many other locations he preferred to spend his time, but he did observe quite often. Which lead him to see Sephiroth entering--

And not leaving. For days. There was another SOLDIER with him who did do a good deal of leaving and entering the mansion himself, and a cadet in rare cases, but as for Sephiroth, there was no movement. The dark-haired SOLDIER's visits became more frequent, the man looking more and more concerned as he left.

Vincent hadn't needed to be told where Sephiroth had likely wound up. Immediately after the dark-haired SOLDIER left on the third night, the former Turk quite easily made his silent way to the library. Shame, really; the once perfectly organized tomes and records were in disarray, pulled from shelves, left open on every available flat surface... and there was Sephiroth surrounded by shelves, pacing, muttering to himself obsessively.

Oh. To recognize that look in foreign eyes with a distinct pang of empathy. A discovery had been made, a truth found that crumbled him apart. Though, if he was only reading the records documented there with Hojo's very single-minded writing...

"It's not the whole truth." Vincent interrupted the pacing. The surprise more than the words stilled the SOLDIER before him, but he could tell that he wasn't quite being acknowledged. Not listened to. "Part of what you are might be here, but not who you are."

Some light of understanding glinted in Sephiroth's gaze, clouded though it was. "What would you know?"

"Look at me." There was nothing to hide, nothing to defend; and he wanted that gaze to clear. For Sephiroth to see him; another of Hojo's own personal obsessions. "I might have some more pertinent information to share than any of the notes found here. Somewhere to stay to keep you out of Shinra's view. Colleagues too, if you choose."

Something about that got the shadowy gaze to clear somewhat, hand holding tightly enough to the book in his hand to begin tearing the binding. Sephiroth looked at him, saw him, played his words over again in his head. He wasn't fully backed away from the metaphorical cliff he'd been standing on, but he did feel a bit more... present. "Friends. At least-- Similar enough."

As far as Vincent was concerned, if there was anyone Shinra's most precious pet SOLDIER considered a friend, then he wasn't too far gone to listen.

[rainingincale]

Bro no joke, forgetting that not everyone hates capitalism and then having to try have a reasonable conversation with someone about buying things... *eye twitch*