#fistsfromhell

[voicelesshatred]

@fistsfromhell​​​​ :: Why are you looking at me like that?

Angst Sentences [meme] :: Accepting

【He wasn’t familiar to the soldier in the slightest. In fact, nothing was. Strange attire, strange style of wearing his hair... But it was his face that had Caim’s attention. He too had— what he assumed was— a brand upon him. What manner of Pact-Beast did this youth have? What was his price? What did he have to lose for power? Hand raised, Caim pointed to the young man’s face to denote the tattoo upon it.】

#.[ANSWER]:Responses #fistsfromhell #.[X]:Strange Occurrences #|[I will fucking cry.]| #|[If Caim shows Zell his mark and he thinks it's a tattoo. XD]|

[xkuja]

Ship Bias

|| Ship Bias ||

Kuja x Zidane-

      I have a thing for problematic ships that aren’t going to end up happy... And the good old hero x villain cliche ship type really hits the spot for me. But with Zidane and Kuja, the problematic bit gets amped up to 11... And admittedly the longtime ship I have with @zinidyne-zidane has coloured my bias for this ship a lot.

      Kuja’s deep seeded, bitter resentment / envy toward Zidane is really intense. Too intense, at least for the amount of time they’ve actually spent talking to one another, and I believe that’s owed in part to the fact he hasn’t actually felt much for anyone before. He has no personal connection to anyone else-- besides Garland, who he despises for properly justifiable reasons. With Zidane, that hatred is entirely based on his own narrative of events and his flimsy self image. 

      So putting them together in circumstances where Kuja actually grows fond of Zidane despite himself (like in our main storyline)  only adds to the chaos of his obsession toward him-- He doesn’t suddenly stop despising Zidane for being his intended replacement, just because of some positive emotions cropping up in his company. Kuja’s too childish to reconcile in that way, he clings to grudges like a crux. He’d rather get rid of the positive emotions all together, because they’re just making the grudge he holds more painful. He wants to kiss him, but he also wants to kill all his friends to see the anguish on his face. Then maybe stab him. For fun.

      It’s like mixing two volatile chemicals together, it makes a huge mess.

      Anyway, it’s a really interesting dynamic to explore and that’s why I like writing it so much. I hope it makes a little sense.

#|| is this memes || #|| Headcanons || #its really hard trying to explain this ship outside my own head #and how its not rlly a ship as most people define ships #they screw sometimes but its not very romantic #always a mistake #zinidyne-zidane #fistsfromhell

[toolkami-a]

@fistsfromhell​ @angelivelle​

 “Tell us your names. Do not be frightened, humans. Our conversation will only take a moment.“

#文字で ( IC ) #クロスオーバー ( V; Crossover ) #fistsfromhell #angelivelle #( they... they hungery )

[cindrelle]

@fistsfromhell​ said: “we always walked a very thin line.”

        “ that’s a generous definition. ” since they were kids, zell had been an easy target. he never fought back. not once. until ... well, seifer didn’t make a habit of thinking about the time that the other had landed him in the infirmary for what had felt like an eternity. so he wouldn’t call their relationship even the slightest bit amicable. more like seifer trying his damndest to get a reaction out of him, maybe somewhat hoping he’d stop being so easy to rile up for half a second before absolutely reveling in the result ( when it didn’t land him in the infirmary ). if the line was there, they’d crossed over to one side long ago.

        “ call it like it is, dincht --- we ain’t ever been civil ‘til now, and you know why that is. ”

#* seifer ╯in. ┊ ( pursuing a romantic dream. ) #fistsfromhell #* seifer ╯ii. ┊ ( the blaze ‚ the splendor ‚ and the symmetry ‚ i cannot see — but darkness ‚ death ‚ and darkness. ) #* ╯ask. ┊ ( letters. )

[angeledwings]

(x) Talk to Rinoa | @fistsfromhell​​

【☆】— "No kidding. You'd think there would be signs or something to prevent travelers from taking a wrong turn and getting lost down here. And...why is it deserted? It looks like this town was bustling right before everyone just up and left..." Dark eyes avert downwards, scaling every inch of the map, up and down, side to side---only to excitedly exclaim: "Hey, Zell, look at this!" Stopping abruptly, Rinoa tilts the map towards her comrade with a finger circling an unmarked mass---the area they could have possibly been treading. "Don't you think its odd? Everything else is labeled---even the large boulders in the mountains. Why is this particular patch of land unmarked?" She could only speculate the cause, her thoughts immediately on Galbadia's government having had a hand in covering something up somewhere in the past.

                Though, of course, it was only a theory.

                                                                      And yet...

"My contract is still in effect, right? Lets go take a look around!"

#.answered #fistsfromhell #//just like rinoa to go on ahead and dig her nose into things xD #//sorry its so short. im still getting back into the swing of things

[sunny-explosions]

“ ♫ Someone’s gettin’ pretty worked up over somethin’ he claims he’s not! ♫ Seems like I hit that nail right on the head the first time!”

#dashboard commentary #fistsfromhell #crack; #I AM SORRY ZELL #...but only just #eue

[yunhuntress]

The only asshole you get from Zell folks.

#dash commentary #fistsfromhell #if q is jumping in #so am i lol

[faultedcodes]

@fistsfromhell​: Throws 1 chocobo-haired boy at another chocobo-haired boy

       the blonde fidgets slightly where he stands, small blush creeping onto his cheeks when his gaze is met by the stranger’s own. he truthfully hadn’t meant to be staring, more so admiring. the tattoo along the side of his face was pretty cool in prompto’s opinion, but he wasn’t sure how to voice that without coming off as weird. and judging by the look he’s getting, he’s almost entirely sure that’s how he’s being perceived. the blonde sighs to himself, fighting the thought of turning around and walking in an entirely different direction to spare himself the embarrassment of having to say anything. ❛ --hey, man, ❜ he finally offers, closing the gap between the two of them, ❛ really sick tattoo. uh, where’d ya get it done ? haven’t seen anything that cool since my friend gladdy’s piece. ❜

#prom nervously giving compliments #「 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 」☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ come and see me in the morning ; i’ll be in the sunrise. #fistsfromhell #verse tbt

[chineseghostlygirl]

@fistsfromhell​​​ ♥ FOR  A STARTER

“ Well, if ya’ plannin’ on going over there its not SAFE, dude. Its full of darkstalkers over there...   “

#fistsfromhell #( * ･ﾟ✿ STARTER. * / ) #hope this is alright!

[atemyboyfriend]

@fistsfromhell​ sent: ❝ ❣️ I JUST GOT HERE BUT ILY ❞ ( send ❣️ if you think my muse is well-written! | ACCEPTING )

SAIGE YOU DON’T EVEN GO HERE!!!! but i still fucking love u omg. u the real mvp for putting up with my bullshit over here AND on lightning.

#fistsfromhell #( still your mind; move on INSTINCT ) | answered ooc #( it really is a MIRACLE ) | positivity

[nibelheimraised]

Guess it's a right of passage. Settle up, /kid/. Zell runs his hands together and TWACK!!!! right on dat ass

@fistsfromhell is proving their URL right

He swears Squall invited his friends all over to take turns swatting his ass. How else could he explain the free for all everyone was taking on his ass today. Even the kid! He grunts and stumbles a step or two forward when his abused ass is once more struck with a well-aimed, hard thwack. Regaining his balance, he turns sharply at the other with a huff. "You wanted a fight. You should have asked instead of being a brat about it." Fine by him, he's coming for the other's ass now!

#// DAMMIT ZELL YOU TOO #// HIS ASS IS RED AT THIS POINT #[ ic ] #fistsfromhell

[toolkami-a]

@felicitystar​ @fistsfromhell​ @sharirumluna​ @oraldead​ @museteahouse​ @musexcarnival​ @martialartscompendium​

 “ We propose a temporary Darkstalker / Dark Hunter and human truce. Yes, let us all hunt down and kill the Head of the Maximoff house. “

#文字で ( IC ) #felicitystar #fistsfromhell #sharirumluna #oraldead #museteahouse #musexcarnival #martialartscompendium #( don't fall for it they'll probably stab you in the back after demitri = ded lmao )

[corditeheart]

@fistsfromhell | x

She was going to die here, and it was all because of Dincht’s reckless, idiotic impulses. 

“Let me go,” she snarls, jerking her arm from his hold, and digging into her boot where her GF implant was held in place with a bit of duct tape. She doesn’t even take the time to wipe off any of the leather bits, or the sticky tape, just jams it behind her ear where it roots into just recently healed skin, locking into place with a sharp pinch Xu barely feels over all the other pain. 

Nineteen seconds for the spell to boil through her bones, and send her consciousness elsewhere, all the things that make Xu Chang herself boiled away in favor of a rampaging pair of minotaurs. 

Shoving herself up to her feet, unsteady and dizzy from blood loss, Xu anchors herself by digging her hand in his hair, and closes her eyes, breathes deep. 

Casts. 

The world rocks sideways, ground shearing away beneath their enemies, buildings coming to collapse with a scream of metal and stone. 

“Move,” she orders with a strained scream, ripping herself out of the shockwave of the magic, dragging him to his feet because there’s no way she’s walking out of here on her own, much less run. 

And what they need to do is run, very fast, very far. She doesn’t even give him a chance to argue, throwing herself on Zell’s back and drawing her gun. 

“Run, and I’ll keep them off us--” 

Sacred screams in rage somewhere behind them, Minotaur laughing, rejoicing in the destruction they create. They have forty seconds before the power fades, the distraction ends. 

She fires, and fires, and fires and fires until the magazine is empty, the gun useless, too much blood flowing down her leg, down her scalp to keep her aim steady for much longer anyway. 

“I’m out-- go right! Now, now--” 

Somewhere between the battle and Zell’s flight down the steps of the nearest metro station, a slim chance of them catching a train and getting back to the safe house all that remains, Xu passes out. 

#fistsfromhell #c:

[angelsrebellion]

[ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

Nonverbal Memes | status: open

  It was a bit of an unusual situation — usually Squall came with her on her trips to Esthar, used the time to meet with Laguna and pick up some things he couldn’t find back home in Balamb, but duty had kept him at Garden and he’d sent Zell in his stead. The flight had been long and taken them a good portion of the night, and the blonde hadn’t seemed to get much sleep in the interim, but the lack of rest seemed to be catching up with him now, waiting patiently for Dr. Odine to show up in the empty waiting room, the sounds of local news droning quietly from the TV on the wall opposite them.

  Rinoa noted his head beginning to dip, watching him with bated breath before a small smile crossed her lips, unfolding the small, soft throw blanket she brought with her on the flight for when it got chilly. She draped the blanket over his chest gently, tucking it against his shoulders, doing her best not to stir him from his slumber. How much longer would they wait? She hoped for his sake it’d be long enough for him to get a few uninterrupted minutes of rest.

#fistsfromhell #💫║v; The Hereafter #«💫» m; Zell

[shockwavepulsar]

@fistsfromhell​ says: “I’m here because you need me to be here. That’s what family does.” 

The Queen’s Gambit Sentence Starters

It’s fitting, she supposes, that the person she assisted in a mental breakdown would be the one there for her in her own. She doesn’t quite feel comfortable enough to address this with the others. Not yet. Not until she tests the waters. Sure, they’re family. They all are. With fragments of memories slowly floating to the surface of murky waters, the clarity of their bonds becoming known as the previously concealed side effects of borrowing unnatural power releases its hold. And yet, Zell is the chosen one. It just feels right, like he won’t think she’s crazy or stupid for feeling this way. Thankfully, his words absolve her of some of the guilt she’s been harboring. Just because he’d been vulnerable with her, doesn’t mean she should burden him with her neuroses, but it does ease at least some of the twisting in her gut to know he’s willing to hear her out. “I...I look like her, don’t I?” she asks, getting straight to the point. Her fingers tug at the long fringes framing her face. For years, it’s been a hairstyle she felt comfort in, grown out without much more than a trim since her...mother...snipped it off in a fit of rage. Now, when she looks in the mirror at night, she can’t help but notice the similarities. She swears sometimes she can see the horns, the ink-like markings tainting her pale skin, the unsettling golden glow of her eyes. “I should dye it...style it differently, something.” Cut it. Cut it off. No. Not again. “What do you think? You see it, right?”

#fistsfromhell

[sunny-explosions]

Nobody:

Absolutely nobody in the FF8 fandom:

Selphie and Zell:

#THESE TAGS ARE GOLD #I just need this here #fistsfromhell #crack;