#ff7 rp

[ilovemymomnumberonejenovalover]

@oodsattentionwh0re

This internet video says we must melt chocolate in the microwave and put it inside the EOS container, and then we can cover it in sprinkles if desired....I do like sprinkles...

[altocat]

I really hope Part 3 goes with the Dissidia Safer Sephiroth design because it's VERY peak. The ghost-white eyes. The claw. The weird demonic squigglies. PEAK.

[ask-reno]

not exactly instabffls but we tight ijs

hashtag ELECTROBLOOM

[oakthcrn-a]

𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑, 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕?

indie mutually exclusive fantasy original character, 𝑳𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔𝒑𝒖𝒓 𝑶𝒂𝒌𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏. loved and crafted by Jackie. promo by @korolnichevoya

[perfectioninsilver]

Sigh... Reno 🥰💓💕💞

[wingsdreamt]

zack fair of final fantasy vii by fair | she/they | 18+

low-activity. highly selective and private.

guidelines. art blog.

[pyramultimuse]

Open starter

"You were made to be mine. I know you can feel it, that pull that draws you to me over and over again. It's time you stop resisting."

[the-hopeless-seraphim]

( @ilovemymomnumberonejenovalover )

Whatever they tell you. Sephiroth. I did not drink the soy sauce. Sephiroth. Believe me.

Wh—

Huh.ᐣ .ᐣ .ᐣ .ᐣ .ᐣ

D:

[oakthcrn]

𝑨 𝑾𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑵 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑴𝑬 𝑯𝑨𝑺 𝑨 𝑺𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑨 𝑻𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑼𝑬, 𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑹𝑶𝑶𝑴 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑶𝑫𝒀 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝒀𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑼𝑺--𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑰𝑴𝑷𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑩𝑳𝑬, 𝑼𝑵𝑭𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑴𝑨𝑩𝑳𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺. 

{ 𝑶𝑨𝑲𝑻𝑯𝑪𝑹𝑵 } a multifandom, multiverse, multiship fantasy original character, 𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒𝐏𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐀𝐊𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍 loved by 𝑱𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑬. A case study in grief, healing, fire, and revenge. A discovery of found family and learning to trust those around you again.

[slums-tactician]

AVALANCHE

REVENGE.

Gideon Biggs ;

Slums Teacher, Tactician, and Terrorist.

Backstory. Starters.

[hautevaux]

ᴄʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴛɪᴛᴄʜ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ

VAUX - Haute Couture and Tailor Extraordinaire-! Is your wardrobe looking as tired as you? Does it need an injection of style and life where it has been so lacking before? Look no further than VAUX, and find all of your fashionable worries disappear.

Indie OC, predominantly written in the FF7 universe - with other universes available - as written and adored by Lyrieux.

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[ilovemymomnumberonejenovalover]

MY HANDS ARE SHAKING AND MY TUMMY HURTS WHAT IS THIS...

[phantomyre]

Masquerade at Midnight

[Roleplay Starter] Andrea Rhodea + Vincent Valentine

RP Partner: @fromthe7thsidelines

The Gold Saucer-- a monolith of grandiosity, hedonism and escapism. It was exactly what Dio had envisioned twenty some years ago. Vincent could recall the brawny eccentric, then much younger, begging President Shinra for a chance to create a massive entertainment business. Now, the place was clamoring with customers, all eager to dish every gil they had in the name of temporary amusement. And then there were those who were earning said gil; employees of Shinra who worked to dazzle every customer-- all except a certain apathetic Ex-Turk. Vincent had never met Don Corneo in person, but he knew a bastard when he saw one. Judging by what Tifa, Aerith, and Cloud had told him, he was not to be under-estimated, no matter how much of an idiot he seemed to be. Street-wise gangster leaders weren't leaders from being fools. They had earned their place through unlawful and cruel means. Cunning was at their core. For a man who was still a Turk at heart and who harbored four demons, tracking the Don and gathering intel wouldn't prove to be too challenging. Word had it that the Don was plotting against AVALANCHE, and Vincent was tasked to do some spy-work. Evening had arrived, and the nightlife had begun. Most of the group chose to wander off and enjoy themselves while others chose to turn in for the evening. Sleep wasn't necessary for an immortal, and his demons were making him restless. There was a task to do, and he needed to make use of the opportunity. He first had to find someone who might have some knowledge of Corneo's where-abouts. His gold-colored sabatons clinked as he walked across the granite flooring, scanning the vast area for any Shinra Employee who fit the description of 'entertainer'. Though dressed in a very misplaced Medieval outfit of sorts, no one seemed to even blink when they saw the oddly dressed gunslinger. For all they knew, he was just a worker in a costume. Vincent decided to ask around to see if he could get any leads. "Pardon," Vincent asked as he walked up to a pair of girls dressed in honey-bee outfits. "I'm told there is a man in Midgar who owns a famous arena in one of the Sector slums," the gunslinger began surreptitiously. "Heard he's looking for recruits. Might you know who this man is?" Vincent knew exactly who he was. However, he had to first see if these women had any knowledge of the Don without creating any suspicions, should they be in collusion with the criminal. Little did Vincent realize there was someone close by who not only knew Corneo, but was also well versed in Cloud's situation.

[hisnewera]

independent and highly selective Rufus Shrina from final fantasy 7.

" Let's make it a night to remember."

[oakthcrn-a]

{ QUEEN OF SWORDS }

A woman like me has a sword for a tongue, night in the heart, and room in the body for only the mysterious--the impossible, unfathomable things.

[perfectioninsilver]

i found. a cat. I'm keeping her