#brokeniisms

[sacredflorist]

Aerith is aware that they don't know each other much, and yet, she can tell Cloud is a good man behind that cold facade. After all, he has spent a huge part of the day helping the children of Sector 5. It's something Aerith herself does quite often, too. She sells flowers and plays with these children. She wishes she could do more, though. She wishes she could use her magic to really help. She's clumsy, but she still can fight.

As they're walking back to Aerith's home, she takes a deep breath. "Hey, Cloud, tell me... is that sword very popular among SOLDIER ? Or is it some kind of rare, special one ?" She has recognized the Buster sword right when they first met as she was selling flowers on Loveless Avenue. Maybe it's a silly question, but she needs to know.

@brokeniisms ❤'d !

#let me know if you'd prefer something else ❤ #rp #brokeniisms #v: listen to the cries of the planet

[evcryopeneye]

@brokeniisms liked for a starter

A quiet moment. Solem. Different from the usually loud and obnoxious teenager. Well. She would be offended if you called her either one of those things but the mantel fit. While she could hold her own in a fight, and then some, arguably her greatest ninja trick was being able to switch on that smile. Bold and bright. Over the top and into annoyance territory almost by design. She’d learned that being annoying was often much more effective than being distant or refusing to answer questions or deflecting. People simply didn’t bother asking and she got to do what she wanted, win win, right?

“I’m bored~” her statement is almost sing-song as she turned on the narrow rock she’d been perched upon, overlooking the valley below. Unbothered by the height and precarious position she stood in. “This is boring, where are the fiends, and we haven’t found single piece of materia here.” Oh Yuffie, forever self serving. At least for now anyway. 

A dramatic sigh left her, shoulders dropped as she swayed dangerously from side to side, one small step away from the cliff drop. “You think this next place will have a good snack store at least?” If there wasn’t materia, she would settle for sugar.

#&&char: yuffie #brokeniisms

[fearlessmonk]

@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?"

#AU #brokeniisms #here we go #weeeeee

[fcrir]

     His silence bears a heavier weight,   it wasn't that of a nature to observe and take delight in the stillness of rare beauties often unseen to those lacking a vision so keen,   no,   it's different this time,   while he had been aware of an inner melancholy his friend wasn't so inclined on sharing in full,   there had been something else that dimmed his gaze and made his sheepish smile falter and cease to non-existence.   It troubled him,   deeply so,   to know he could do nothing for a loved one in need was a torment he could not bear.   But what is there that can be done if the one in question doesn't wish to let his troubles known ?   There was a grace in companionship the SOLDIER learned throughout the time he had gotten to know Cloud,   and saw it fit to extend that same kindness at the very least,   an unspoken reminder that he was there for him if ever need be.

     "can i have a hug?"

  Silence breaks with a timid request,   as though fearful to share the burden that pressed so heavily upon his shoulders.   Zack could only stare at him for a minute,   taken aback by how sudden it was,   yet surprise is bound to melt to a warmer smile,   a touch of relief upon lips for being told there's more that can be done,   or perhaps it was Cloud who was attempting to comfort,   Zack would have been more likely to be frowning along the entire while.   Nevertheless,   he's never one to deny a friend in need,   he reached over to seize the other in a tight embrace,   a hand patting at his back in a reassuring manner.        ❛❛   Whatever it is,   I got your back,   you know that ?   ❜❜

@brokeniisms // FREE HUGS

#brokeniisms #*.⠀⠀⠀you've got mail !⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀answered !⠀) #// I'M NOT CRYING THERE'S JUST SALT IN MY EYES

[motherlystrife]

⸻ @brokeniisms sent. “Mommy?🥺” Nuzzles into her.

"hm? oh, sweetie." the blonde cooed as she leaned over to pick up her baby boy, her little son. only three years old and already an explorer. she press several kisses to his face, her face lit with the brightest smile.

"my little nimbus, did you wake up from your nap already?" there was a little set up close to the kitchen, mostly just a small mattress on the floor with some blankets and pillows to make it comfy. she didn't want to leave him alone upstairs and didn't want to risk him potentially falling off the couch.

a glance at the clock revealed that time seem to have gotten away from her. "you must be hungry then, let's get you something to eat and then we'll play." other chores can wait for now, her son needed to be fed and he will always be her priority, no matter how old he gets.

#brokeniisms #☁ ╱ ❛ answered. ❜ #☁ ╱ ❛ ic. ❜ #/ her little baby boy ;w; she loves him

[phantasiiae]

“Zack Fair is not just a hero, he’s the best friend you could ever ask for in a lifetime.”

Describe my muse(s) in one sentence || Accepting

Now, coming from Cloud, that means a lot more than he might realize. Zack smiles down at him, reaching over to ruffle his hair. "Hey! You're supposed to compliment me, not yourself, Cloud. You know that, right?"

#brokeniisms #;Zack #WEHHH I LOVE THEM

[bcllbcy]

Starter for @brokeniisms

To say that this young bellhop was not used to things around here was a understatement, his keyhole shaped pupils gaze around before looking at his only friend Chadley in this new world as he was unsure on what to do.

Chadley on the other hand was trying to get a hold of someone and explaining that they had a new friend who specializes in tinkering with machines, a trait that really benefits!

Misha adjusted his hat before swallowing down a hard lump that was slowly developing in his throat, this world, was unlike anything of his own but he was also freaking out in excitement as he always wanted to explore the cosmos!

As he slowly walks around, he could hear the sound of something approaching. It sounded more metallic in sound instead of a person, could this be the one that Chadley mentioned?

Also, one question was on the bellhop's mind: how are others able to see him? Are things different here than in his own world?

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#brokeniisms #Bellhop in a different Setting[ Misha - Crossovers & Canon Threads 🔔⚙ ] #long post #starter #hope this is good and this be one confused boy ;u;

[dxnzelstrife]

Cont. || @brokeniisms

"I was specific." Sort of. "You just never asked what I was gonna do." Denzel answered looking back at Cloud. As for the 'motorcycle' noises they needed work. A lot of work because spitting noises just didn't cut it. "Maybe I should just find noises on the internet and use those." And yet he wondered. "Are they really that good though? Like...when Fenrir starts up kind of good or do they need more work?" The boy paused wondering what the blond would say. "Can I turn on Fenrir to see if I got the noise right?"

#brokeniisms

[badassbarmaid]

“Tifa, the kids are asleep. We can have our… date night.” 🍷

Looking at Cloud, Tifa's eyes widened and softened. "Date night?" she repeated, excitement growing within her. How sweet of Cloud to think of the opportunity.

"What would you like to do for a date night?"

#brokeniisms #kafhsajfh;askjdfha;kj

[sacredflorist]

💋💋

Send 💋 to abruptly kiss my muse | Accepting | @brokeniisms

Just till the ride's over. That's what Aerith told Cloud as she had leaned her head against his shoulder as they were both looking at the fireworks. And yet... she doesn't want that ride to end, and she knows it's stupid. She's conflicted herself about her own feelings, so what should she expect from Cloud, anyway ? Nothing at all. And then... she just doesn't want to remove her head from his shoulder. She doesn't want to let go of his hand. She's comfortable and safe. And for a small moment... she's happy. Maybe they still have a lot to do if they want to stop Sephiroth, but it doesn't mean they can't cherish these small moments.

Once the ferris wheel stops, Aerith sighs just a bit before she lets go of him and stands. She offers him a smile. "You know, Cloud... I really had fun tonight. Thank you," she assures as she gets out of the attraction and starts walking. She's stopped by Cloud's hand on her arm. And when she faces him, he kisses her. It's unexpected, but she kisses him back... even if she's not sure she should do it. Her life is so messy... and Cloud's life is, too. She's still trying to reach him and she doesn't know if she really can. But she cares deeply for him; she knows she does. "I, mmh... I'm glad you did, too!" she assures, gently pressing her forehead against his before she lets go of him and chuckles a bit. "We... We should go back now."

#soft and angsty at once hfdgd 🥺❤ #rp #brokeniisms #v: listen to the cries of the planet

[evcryopeneye]

@brokeniisms asked: ❝ tell me about your day. ❞ (to Denzel)

There’s a pause. Eyes flicker up to the ceiling as he considered answering the question. Denzel was spending a moment dicing which parts of the day he was going to talk about, and if there was anything he needed to leave out of the story. 

Sometimes he couldn’t read Cloud, he had this blank expression on time that made it hard to work out what he knew, and what he didn’t know. Yet, Denzel knew better than to volunteer information, he’d been told that several times over. He had certainly taken that conversation to heart. 

So, he decided that he was going to skip the part where he had managed to get himself into (another) fight, and was definitely going to leave out where had punched the other kid in the face. It wasn’t because he thought he’d done something wrong, in fact Denzel had a whole legal script ready in his head about how he was more than justified at punching a bully in the face. Adults seemed to have this weird idea that you should talk things out before succumbing to violence but sometimes it was the only language people spoke. 

“Not much…went to the park after school, you?”

#brokeniisms #the fact denzel picks up some of clouds worst habits in AC is glorious really #&&char: denzel

[fearlessmonk]

umbrella

Grey skies in Nibel were commonplace. It seemed to match the mood of their visit; a solemn place that brought back memories of things that were hard to think about. This gloomy day was no different as they had just returned from their investigation of the reactor and the rest of their team had tucked away at the inn. The sight of the water tower was one she was familiar with, though it was almost unsettling since being rebuilt. Maybe if she sat up there like she used to, it would adjust her mindset - and this new Nibel could feel a little closer to her old home.

The monk perched upon the ledge of the water tower, legs swinging like she would. She pictured the boys she used to play with, and her eyes glanced to the building she knew as Cloud's old home. Her eyes stared at the door for a while before being pulled from her thoughts by the tap of rain on her cheek.

Tifa held her hand out, raindrops picking up the pace as they tapped her palm. A sadness met her when she sighed; it seemed like even the planet wanted her to remember - this wasn't home anymore. Her eyes fell to her lap as she hugged her knees, allowing the falling waters to soak her hair and clothes. A ping in her chest forced a sour expression - she was sick of it. Angry. Sick of Shinra, Sephiroth, all of it.

It wasn't until the soft strikes of the rain were stopped that she looked up; her eyes widened and features softened when she realized an umbrella was placed over her. Her head tilted and she looked away before she spoke. "Cloud," his name came softly to her. "Get inside, you'll catch a cold if you're out in the rain too long."

#brokeniisms #;a note for safekeeping - answers

[fcrir]

     Being first had plenty of benefits,   a certain freedom in missions he hadn't been allowed before had offered itself with a new confidence in his ability in leadership.   A perk he would                in different circumstances               enjoy if it weren't for his abrupt promotion that for the most part,   felt like a quick decision of replacement since Angeal's departure.   When delight should have filled his being,   he felt an unexpected sense of emptiness within him,   so overwhelming that he could not force a single smile at a long awaited achievement such as this.   It wasn't earned,   but rather given for the sake of necessity,   [   a numbered tag for another sheep at the slaughterhouse.   ]   Without his mentor's guidance,   Zack learned to see the best of things,   used the privileges that came with his position to do as much good as it was possible.   For this mission he was given the opportunity to select a companion,   the one which now walked beside him,   engrossed in conversation offering a light hearted atmosphere that nearly made him forget they were on a mission.

     ❛  can you tell me more about your adventures?  ❜

       ❛❛   Well,   of course !   ❜❜       the SOLDIER beams,   plenty of stories at his beck he had been excited to tell,   heroic at heart if it weren't for the desire to boast as though he was a living legend of sorts,   Angeal would smack him on the back of his head for getting so carried away.   He pauses in remembrance,   mako-hues turning to gaze towards his friend.   How long until he gets his shot in glory ?        ❛❛   Are you sure ?   I feel like I'm doing all the talking here.   ❜❜

@brokeniisms // BONDING HOURS !!

#brokeniisms #*.⠀⠀⠀you've got mail !⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀answered !⠀) #// Zack catching himself and wanting to give cloud a voice instead ;;;;; I'M FINE

[nievea]

"Need a hand?"

❛ I wouldn't turn it down. ❜

her breath is heavy ⸻ swarms had come out of practically nowhere. it was supposed to be a quick stroll for ingredients; having finally had the time. but she did not predict the chaos that would come from needing to pluck a few leaves. her ice goes toward another foe, looking tiredly to the helping hand. this definitely wasn't normal; she is grateful for the help.

❛ they're usually not this bad up here, they don't stay this close to the village. something must have brought them here. ❜

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ first meeting ( or general ) sentence starters! ( accepting! )

#brokeniisms #( ok so we r totally going to pretend there is not bl00d all over that icon........ but IT'S OK ) #( jill vc I can kick ass but can I get a 5 min break ) #「 V •❅• VII . 」

[phantasiiae]

❛ i don’t want to let go. i’m not ready to say goodbye yet. ❜

Quotes that broke me || Accepting

"...I know, Cloud, but you have to, okay?"

Aerith knows what her death has done to him, how it's hit everyone so, so hard, but she did it knowing that it would end this way. Her sacrifice was for the greater good, so she could protect everyone as part of the planet. There's no other way it could've ever ended, even if they all wished otherwise.

So she smiles, although it doesn't quite reach her eyes. "You always did seem so sad, Cloud, and even moreso now. Don't be sad, okay? I'm always with you. I'm part of everything now. You know that, right?" As she speaks, she steps over to him, reaching up to lightly pinch his cheeks. "That's the beauty about the lifestream. You're never really gone. You can see me in the flowers, in the birds singing, in all the life that the earth has. I'm never too far away. I promise."

She steps back, then shrugs, tilting her head. "Can I get one more hug before I go? You gotta say goodbye. I know it's hard, but you have to."

#brokeniisms #;Aerith #ME SOBBING INTO MY HANDS #shes coming to him in a dream i think 🥺

[exturk]

Describe my muse in one sentence. | accepting.

@brokeniisms asked: “Cissnei is woman of her word, someone to not double cross, but she is also has a gentle heart.”

"For   a   guy   who   doesn't   remember   me    .....       that's   pretty   on   the   nose    -.....   as   long   as   you   don't   try   digging   into   my   past   I   can   see   us   being   great   friends,   yeah?"

#brokeniisms #♡ ❞ 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 | askbox #shhhhhhhh