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[fearlessmonk]

continued. | @oftwostep

There was something about a starry night, Tifa would come a little ways from the town to admire the vast beauty. It wasn't often that it was a quiet night with a clear sky. As she approached one of her usual sports, this night, she found someone else there.

The tall, suited man seemed relaxed; it was clear he was in the same boat of her feeling. Perhaps they could sit as allies for the evening, if not at least share appreciation for their surroundings. Upon approaching the man, she was hesitant at first. Then, shrugged off any fear - she had been found in more difficult situations when faced by him. More often than not seeing him with others, Tifa was surprised to see him by his lonesome - even though he certainly didn't seem to mind it.

A smile crawled over her lips, and she sat near. She hoped he wouldn't mind the company, giving him a shy nod as he offered his invite. She wasn't looking for a fight, and relief poured over her when he stated the same.

"Glad we're on the same page," she allowed the softest giggle. Her head cocked back, the cool air of night being taken in. "I don't think I've ever seen you on your own," she teased lightly. "You've always got your partners with you."

#oftwostep #hope you were cool with this continuing LOL.

[fearlessmonk]

[ooc: another long day of computer work... so i'll be on and off a bit today. give tifa things to do!]

[fearlessmonk]

Someone help these two please, they've been yearning since childhood LMAO

#ex-soldier - cloud #fists of fury - tifa #;found queue

[fearlessmonk]

[ooc: another ship i need to talk about that i just think would be fun;

sephxtifa

(nsfw below cut)

like, imagine the hate fuck between them. enemies to lovers is so satisfying. maybe something along the lines tifa helping him become a better person and them growing close?? idk i need some weird crackships in my life i guess]

[fearlessmonk]

[ooc: was going through old drafts i dropped a long long time ago (most of the other pages don't even exist anymore oop) and missing fun AUs. One angsty one I particularly loved was that Zack returned to midgar wounded (instead of Cloud showing at 7th heaven) and he has to comfort her over Cloud's death and she nurses him back to health. love the angst. the drama. the suspense.

idk, gimmie a zack to plot with]

[fearlessmonk]

Tifa understood the routine of haircare, she could relate with Aerith on that. It was tiring after a while, but important. Her friends hair was silky smooth, the monk was almost jealous of how beautiful her hair sat. She smiled as she nodded in response for the gratitude.

"I'm glad I could help," she said, giggle at the thought of loose hair in battle. "Yeah, could you imagine? Hair everywhere?" She motioned with her hands as if her own hair frizzed in all directions.

When Aerith said business, Tifa knew exactly what she meant. Boys. She wasn't used to having a female friend - someone who would enjoy this kind of talk. It was almost strange, but it made her excited to have the opportunity! She finished tying the knot into the fresh braid and took a seat beside Aerith. "Let's talk business!"

Tifa braids Aerith's hair, tying a fresh pink ribbon in it.

Unprompted Ask | Always accepting | @fearlessmonk

The florist sits relaxed as Tifa's fingers pleasantly raked through her long chestnut tresses, taking the opportunity to aid Aerith with her time-consuming hair routine. "Thanks so much for the help, Tifa. It gets pretty tiring doing all this on my own.

"I've thought about just wearing it down natural, but that sounds like more trouble than it's worth." she could already envision her hair slapping her in her face in the middle of combat, producing a giggle.

"So! Now that we're finally alone. Let's talk 'business'."

#lastflowerpetal #hehehe girl time

[fearlessmonk]

finished ff rebirth a few days ago

#fists of fury - tifa #floral resilience - aerith

[fearlessmonk]

❛ don't be afraid. i'm a friend. ❜

Taking refuge within the hollow of a metal shed at the base of the Nibel reactor. It wasn't her most brilliant idea; she wanted to confirm the rumors she had heard. Noises had been coming from the mountain but no one could give her answers to what they were. So, adjusting her hat and boots, she started her way.

Getting close to the reactor wasn't the hard part. Tifa knew this mountain like the back of her hand. She toured these paths countless times, and it proved to be helpful, learning landmarks, safety zones, the works. A simple hop over one of the busted gates and she was in the investigation zone.

A screech caught her attention, twisting around to see a large one eyed creature with wings. She covered her ears, legs moving as fast as she could for coverage as it spat acid in her direction. What was she thinking? Did she really think she could slip by without running into fiends? She recalled a place she spotted the last time she ventured near the reactor; a small storage shed with a broken lock. It might at least keep her safe until she could think of something to do to handle the monster.

As she crouched, her mind raced. What was she going to do? The thing was screeching at her through the walls, her heart racing -- until she heard the swipe of steel and a final cry from the monster. Tifa held her breath, eyes wide. What could that have been?

It wasn't until the door was shoved open that a man crouched down to her eye level. He wore gear she noted as that of SOLDIER with a large sword equipped on his back. When he reached his hand to her, she backed away at first. Ruby hues scanned him. Then, his smile offered a sense of comfort. Kindness. Arms trembled as she allowed her hand to meet his, tears in her eyes from being nerve wracked. She held herself together enough to get the question out, "Who are you?"

#we're gonna go with teen tifa on this one #she doesn't know how to fight properly yet #if you don't like this one #we can change it!! #fairlybeloved

[fearlessmonk]

Tifa placed her hands on her hips, a pleasantly surprised expression shared with Aerith. How long had she been studying her moves? It intrigued her to see what she picked up; she was excited to see what she had in store. When she narrowed her eyes, the monk watched her and couldn't help but chuckle again when the accompanying noises finished.

Catching one of Aerith's fists, she smiled. "Be careful how your thumb sits," she guided, adjusting her fingers. "And make sure your feet are firm."

Tifa posed in a battle ready position, fists and legs posed as she described. It had been a while since she reviewed the basics, triggering a memory of her practicing the simple moves in her old room back in Nibelhiem. Her head fell momentarily at the thought of her old home. An ache weighed in her chest, the yearning for her old life would never seem to leave; especially at times she least expected. But it was time to focus on her new, present life. Her new friends, loved ones, and things happening here and now.

But she quickly shook her head and placed her palm forward. "Now, hold your fist like I showed you and hit my palm."

Withholding a delighted chuckle of her own, Tifa offered another grin. Feeling the thumb of the other woman, it made her feel like a child once again. She gave the other a jubilated nod in response - these moments weren't often anymore but Tifa was grateful for it. Seeing the joy in Aerith's eyes ignited her own.

Her head tilted, smiling as she looked over the flower girl. Taking messy hands, she swiped a dirty thumb over Aerith's forehead. "Now we match!" She allowed a joyous laugh.

Brushing dirt from her knees and skirt, Tifa tucked hair behind her ear as she examined their project. The freshly planted florals gave a lovely scent - one that seemed to attach to Aerith even after she left the church. Clapping her hands together, the monk turned to her friend. "Alright, I got to learn something from you," she stated proudly. "Now I get to teach you something!"

#;found queue #terravilium

[fearlessmonk]

[ooc: thinking about how Aerith and Tifa are each other's first female friends and how in real life, friends get jealous of when they make new friends. like, it's a totally normal thing tbh.

i imagine if aer or tifa make new friends with other women their age, they get that friendship possessiveness and they handle it well but still strive to get their best friends attention. like even occasionally with yuffie. if they're at the golden saucer, aerith takes tifa's arm and drags her on all the rides while tifa does the same with games.

idk girl jealousy for each other is cute sometimes ok]

#outofthebar #ooc

[fearlessmonk]

.RULES & other things.

So, I need to make a list of rules and whatnot so everyone can understand things. I've needed to make these for a while but never had the desire. Since I'm slowly remaking/reviving this blog, might as well do it the right way this time, huh?

First things first; mun is 25+. No minors. Personals, DNI.

I work a LOT. I have a life off this blog so there may be some very slow times. I'll do my best to get to everyone and everything. Do NOT rush me. My mood will vary what threads I'll respond to first, but don't think I've forgotten you! Feel free to reach out if you think I've lost a thread, but it may just be in queue.

I love writing everything - angst, smut, the works. I'd appreciate plotting a lil ahead of time, especially if it's smut/nsfw of any kind. I want Tifa to ease into it with any partners. Let's plot! I love shipping!! I love angst!! I love AUs (especially if we chat about them first!)

I try to match my partners energy when it comes to writing! I don't have many icons but I'll use the ones I do have! I'll try to match length, style, icon, etc. But I'm limited to what I have (especially when writing from a work computer!).

This blog is for FUN. Don't ruin the fun by being a jerk!

I am super crossover friendly! I'm hesitant when it comes to OCs but we can make something work! If you're interested with OCs, I have an OC blog I've dabbled in that we can talk about.

I follow the tag /fearlessmonk right now! I'm considering changing the name of my blog to something that feels a little more Tifa but it'll take some time. She's a wonderfully complex character!

More will eventually be added, but figure this is a good start!

#rules #going to eventually make tags and the like #here's this for now #let me know if there are other questions!! I can add to the list.

[fearlessmonk]

❛  you looked lonely so i got you a drink.  ❜ (@saeculumaeterna)

It wasn't often that Tifa was the one offered a drink. Her head cocked in a bit of surprise, but she smiled as she stared at the drink before her. Taking a small sip, her smile widened, as it was a drink she had forgotten that she enjoyed so.

"That was awfully kind of you," she chuckled softly. "Next ones on me!"

#saeculumaeterna #a note for safekeeping - answers

[fearlessmonk]

The touch to her shoulder was comforting, she almost leaned back against him completely. His offer was a kind one, it softened the tense strain that pulled every muscle. The rage she felt seemed to simmer just barely as her shoulders relaxed. "I don't want to go inside," she murmured. Even the inn was discomforting. "Nothing feels right here."

Though, Cloud beside her on the water tower was the closest thing to feeling right. Looking up, all she could see was him and the umbrella. Something about that felt safe, warm. Water trickled from her hair, her clothes, any part of her that had gotten rained on.

"I'm sorry to worry you," she said again, finally breaking the gaze and ticking back into her arms. "I'll be alright. I think I'm just ready to be away from Nibelhiem."

continued from here / @fearlessmonk

Cloud couldn't fall asleep, like many nights. When rain started to fall he moved to the window. Watching the droplets hit the window was a simple pastime he enjoyed. It was quiet in the room, just the sound of rain. He found comfort in the melancholy of the rain. Cloud remembers many nights as a child when he was at the window for hours, his mother had to remind him that he couldn't stay up all night doing so.

Cloud finally became distracted as he spotted Tifa just outside, sitting on the water tower alone. This won't do he thought. Luckily the inn had spare umbrellas. He walked out and his gaze was stuck on Tifa, who was above him. Cloud climbed and slowly approached her. He couldn't help but notice how sad she looked. It made his throat tighten. He leaned over and shielded her from the rain.

She softly spoke his name, and he tried to offer a smile. ❝ I could say the same to you. You're out here all alone... come inside Tifa. ❞ Cloud leaned further and placed his hand on her shoulder. ❝ We can talk. ❞

#brokeniisms #yeeee

[fearlessmonk]

Withholding a delighted chuckle of her own, Tifa offered another grin. Feeling the thumb of the other woman, it made her feel like a child once again. She gave the other a jubilated nod in response - these moments weren't often anymore but Tifa was grateful for it. Seeing the joy in Aerith's eyes ignited her own.

Her head tilted, smiling as she looked over the flower girl. Taking messy hands, she swiped a dirty thumb over Aerith's forehead. "Now we match!" She allowed a joyous laugh.

Brushing dirt from her knees and skirt, Tifa tucked hair behind her ear as she examined their project. The freshly planted florals gave a lovely scent - one that seemed to attach to Aerith even after she left the church. Clapping her hands together, the monk turned to her friend. "Alright, I got to learn something from you," she stated proudly. "Now I get to teach you something!"

continuation for @fearlessmonk “You really think so?”

Eyes twinkling with joy, Aerith glances to the other in clear delight to be told such a thing. She’s got more than a few years of experience under her belt, sure, but hearing such a compliment from Tifa just makes her feel all giddy inside. 

“Oh - you’ve got a little dirt,” she adds, hand lifting to her own forehead to gesture where the smear had been left. Her cheeks dimple with withheld laughter, and after a moment, Aerith simply cleans her own hand with a couple wipes on her dress before moving to take care of it herself. A few swipes of her thumb, and Tifa’s mostly good as new.

“There you go. Happens to me all the time!”

#terravilium #idk if she should teach her how to make drinks #or how to fist fight

[fearlessmonk]

When his gaze focused on her, her fists lowered and twitched at her sides. The lack in change in Cloud's expression didn't surprise her, Tifa knew him that much. Though, the surprise that did strike was that he recognized her quickly, and she forced a lump in her throat. Mako eyes never left her as she finally broke their shared stare and stole a step back.

She couldn't be surprised by his shock. Afterall, she had vanished 3 years earlier. Part of her wishes she had never left AVALANCHE; she missed her friends, the found family she created. But, the ache for revenge ate at her more each time she thought about what sent her on this mission. She wasn't sure on what to say to the SOLDIER, hesitantly lifting her hand in a minute wave. For all she knew, the ones she loved and cared for could have believed she was dead - but she still felt it was better to leave instead of involve them in her revenge.

Cloud was nestled closely to her heart, though her mind and body rejected the idea. How could she explain to someone whom she cared so deeply for, why she had up and vanished?

"I.." She was at a loss for words as she scratched the back of her head. "Fancy seeing you here.."

@brokeniisms

The warehouse was dark; the only source of light being that of dim lanterns or flashing LEDs sitting high above. Storage containers made the place a maze as she cautiously stepped through. With poor vision, Tifa kept her ears open for anything she would need to be prepared for. She kept her breathing quiet.

This warehouse was where she was noted to take care of a man; one she had only heard the name of. One burned into her memory, that ignited the fury that turned her into a mercenary. It was time to finally seek the revenge that she craved; her body physically reacting with the anticipation. Hair stood on her skin and her blood rushed; it wasn't much longer now that she'd be facing a nightmare in person -- in real life.

Another set of footsteps caught her attention and she slinked close to the wall. Her chest grew tight when they only became louder, incoming her direction. Fists clenched, ready to strike. Whoever was on the corner she hid in the shadows of would feel her wrath. When the steps grew close enough, Tifa stood, fists tight and flying.

But when the light flashed on the figure, she froze, nearly met with the steele of a blades edge. Ruby hues widened and jaw clenched at the sight of the familiar figure standing before. Without lowering her fists just yet, her head cocked as her voice broke.

"Cloud?"

#brokeniisms

[fearlessmonk]

❛  see? you have a talent for this.  ❜

Getting her hands dirty was something she was used to, but anything having to do with plants? Now that was new.

She wiped her brow of sweat and looked to the flower girl with a grin she hadn't felt like any other in a long time. Nervous to assist with caring for the flowers, she was hesitant to touch, much less join Aerith in handling them.

"It helps to have a good teacher!" She nodded in Aerith's direction with another smile.

#terravilium #;a note for safe keeping - answers

[fearlessmonk]

I just think they'd take such good care of her...

#nothing personal - RUDE #let sparks fly - RENO #fists of fury - TIFA