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#➳ valentin vents
angeltism · 3 months
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kinda sorta hate being hyperro because I will actually feel Empty if I do not have an outlet to give romantic love or am not receiving romantic love . like I love love !! in general !!! but my need for romance is so annoying like I can't just Force someone to want me :(
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beefbulgogi · 2 months
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ff7 rebirth where everything the same except pencil skirts are in vogue
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crassinova · 8 months
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Realization
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my-triangle-hell · 3 months
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Was supposed to meet up with someone today... Supposed to.
Hope your Valentine's is going better than mine. 💛
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getvalentined · 9 months
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Putting this together so I have something to link people to because they don't know that Vincent Valentine's death is a lamp by which many, many dates in the Compilation of Final Fantasy VII are brought to light.
Vincent was born on the 13th of October, 1950—a date selected with undeniable intent, because if you check a real-world calendar you'll find that it's not just an unlucky number (13), it's not just spooky season (October), but it is in fact Friday the 13th. Vincent's level 3 Limit Break, Hellmasker, is literally a reference to the film series by the same name. This was explicitly intentional.
Vincent died at 27 years old, meaning this event occurred no earlier than October 13th, 1977 and no later than October 12th, 1978. Given the way that Square has always taken great pains to drop the number of a given Final Fantasy title as often as possible, it's probably pretty safe to assume that it happened in 1977.
Lucrecia was already pregnant at this time, so it's equally safe to assume that Sephiroth was born within a couple months of Vincent's death. I always assume that it was also in 1977—again, number drop—and likewise I'm reasonably certain that it was Christmas, because Sephiroth is the immortal son of a "god" (Jenova) and a mortal woman (Lucrecia) who was meant to lead Shinra to the "Promised Land" like some kind of Messiah, and it's been stated that he was born at the inn at Nibelheim.
Just because no game in the series ever says "Sephiroth was born in 1977" doesn't mean that it hasn't been made explicitly clear via events that occurred around the same time as his birth for which we do have fairly solid timeframes through basic math.
This use of other events to establish timing is also how we know that Genesis is the eldest; Project G was scrapped when Genesis seemed to be a normal infant, leading Gast to move on to Project S. The games never say "Genesis was born prior to Sephiroth," but they do say that Gast discontinued Project G prior to Project S. Likewise, the most obvious difference between Project S and the "failed" subject of Project G is how the offspring was carried: Genesis was produced by introducing cells from Gillian's unique strain of Jenova in utero, but she didn't carry him herself. Lucrecia carried Sephiroth directly, a clear indication that Hojo and Lucrecia (and Gast) learned from the mistakes of Project G—something Genesis cites as fact when talking to Sephiroth in the Nibelheim reactor.
Since Sephiroth was apparently not normal upon his birth, we can also see why Hollander and Gillian chose to have her carry Angeal herself, in an attempt to catch up. Where Hojo and Lucrecia learned from the failure of Project G, Hollander and Gillian learned from the success of Project S.
If you're expecting a Final Fantasy character to look you in the eye and say "this major event occurred on exactly this date, just to be clear, this is the date that it took place, it was this date and this date specifically," you're going to be both disappointed and terribly confused by the in-universe timeline.
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briangriffin93 · 3 months
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Alone
Peter has Lois
Joe has Bonnie
Carter has Babs
Stan has Francine
Cleveland has Donna
And I’m all alone on Valentine’s Day
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waterandicepls · 3 months
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Today was so bad😖😭😭
Fasting till Sunday 😝
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kyokutsu-sama · 3 months
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Happy Valentine's Day to all the single people who haven't found someone like their favorite fictional character yet🥲❤️
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rinrites · 3 months
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there is a beautiful man who lives in my bed and every night i feed him poison.
he is the most gorgeous thing i have ever seen. i wake up in the morning and go swimming in his eyes, tangling myself into the strands of his hair, losing my mind in the plains of his skin. he opens his mouth and out tumble rose petals and pearls. i betray every god in the sky for him.
and then the sun sets and the blinds draw shut and he, this star of a man crashed down into my bed like an angelic meteor, turns to me and asks me for poison. i tell him no. but he, heavenly and bespoke and celestial, asks me again. he begs me, this man of light and shadows, pleads with the vastness of galaxy. requests it as if it were an elixir, a remedy, a cure.
and i give in. every night, i bend, pouring my heart into a vial of endless sleep. i hand it to him, slowly, using any excuse to brush my skin against him. i watch him drain it, swallow, look up at me while he does it. let him breathe it in. consume it. he’s grateful. and im a murderer.
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bl00dyard · 3 months
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write me a letter and my head will be spiraling all over the moon and stars, resting on top of clouds while reading your letter all over again. clutching it so tightly to my chest as if it was the air i breathe.
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angeltism · 8 months
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If I see one more being acting like the term fp is just a word for ywour bestie or partner or whatever I am going 2 throw a chair
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liesmultixxx · 3 months
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i thought my standards were too high until i realised that i simply want someone who is sure of me. someone who loves me and isn’t afraid to communicate that. someone who feels giddy when they see i’ve texted them. someone who texts back. someone who wants me with all my imperfections, flaws and quirks. someone who thinks i’ve changed their life forevermore. someone who will love me unconditionally.
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if he was ever cold i would skin myself alive and let him use my flesh as a coat
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tcustodis · 3 months
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I must admit I went on Etsy one night, selected "shipping from Europe" and I have no memory of what happened next. This is the most important pc update since adding 2 tb ssd.
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willow-schmillow · 24 days
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i don't think people were meant to understand their childhoods and see their parents as people. i don't. i don't think people are meant to see them as anything but infallible, perfectly just, correct gods, who were right, who were right, who were always right
they were meant to be five years old and confused and sad because why is mommy hurting me but okay with it, okay with it, strangely, painfully, because they are five years old and this is what they know and they don't have to know anything else.
they weren't meant to know mommy has ptsd (she tells you about her childhood and you think that sounds so sad but you don't understand ptsd and trauma and the pain she is in, okay?). they weren't meant to think mommies are supposed to be nicer than this. they weren't meant to say i am choosing to forgive my mom because i love her and want her in my life because of course they love their mommy. they're five years old. it was never in question.
they were meant to be five years old living the worst years of their lives over and over again not understanding that it can be different, never tasting anything other than pain, going to sleep until it was time to hurt again, dreaming pain and being pain, another wound inflicted but they were so used to it that it became okay because this is what living is. this is what living is.
they were meant to be five years old locked in a closet, a tiny closet, full of guts and blood and dog shit and the mangled remains of their own child body, an impossibly tall ceiling (they are five years old. when is the last time you've seen a five-year-old? they're so small. they're so small. they're so small.) they were meant to never leave, never open that door, never wake up at ten and twelve and and and and—
people weren't meant for this. it hurt, you know? i know you do. there are worse things than pain.
i think the absence is killing me.
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kokoberry-arts · 3 months
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Sorry for a small vent, but I'm not doing great at all and it sucks... I think I just experienced heartbreak for the first time in my life and now I finally understand what it means...
Anyways, I'm probably just gonna be using tumblr like always, if not more, just to not think about it all, but yeah... Not doing great 💔
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