lairep:

Hero Lost

Sometimes, Tifa wakes up in the middle of the night.

She dreams of her hometown burning.

Of the life fading from her father’s eyes.

Of Sephiroth’s sword coming down on her.

Of her friends’ Jessie, Biggs, and Wedge dying.

Of her new home getting crushed underneath the plate.

Of all the people she couldn’t save, screaming.

Of Aerith sinking into the lake, never to smile again.

Of the meteor looming over them in the sky.

She wakes up in the middle of the night.

And she screams; she cries.

But Cloud hurries to her side.

He holds her hand, he strokes her hair, and whispers into her ear:

“It’s going to be alright. I’m here.”

To Tifa, he is the hero that comes to her rescue.

The hero who is always late, but always arrives.

His presence reminds her that all of it is over.

That they can start anew.

That together they can live for those whose lives were lost.

He holds her with a promise of never letting go.

And she falls asleep, safe in his arms.

But then he left.

And suddenly no one is there beside her.

No one is there to save her from her nightmares.

Her hero was lost.

She wakes up in the middle of the night.

And she cries.

ziddie:

Sometimes I sit down and wonder if I’m too old for Final Fantasy VII.  The fandom is slowly beginning to disappear and Cloud Strife is becoming less and less a common name. People are starting to grow out of Cloud.  I sit down and I wonder if I should leave my fascination with the relationships between Zack and Aerith and Reno and Tifa and Rude and Cloud behind.

I wonder if I should stop admiring the valiant actions of General Sephiroth or Angeal Hewley. Though fictional, their words strike home—even through Sephiroth’s madness.  Each have a brilliant and striving point of when to stay loyal and when you should break away to save yourself.

I wonder if I should stop laughing at a blonde grease monkey that got stuffed in drag and sent all through the ghettos simply to save his childhood friend who was basically being sold as a sex slave. He sacrificed his dignity and stepped in as a woman in her place to protect her.  He didn’t think twice.  When the only option to save her arose, he went.  No matter the consequence.

I wonder if I should stop listening to that gentle and playful, but serious and sacrificing SOLDIER telling me to not settle for the life I’ve been given but go and make one for myself.  He tells me things are worth fighting for. No matter what the cost, you don’t let your home or your flaws define you.  You are you and you always have the power to accomplish what you want.  You just have to embrace your dreams.

But I wonder if I should stop listening.  It’s an obsession gone too far, right?  I’ve lost real life friends and loved ones…

But then I realize that those people weren’t worth my time.  What dark hole would I be crying in if I hadn’t discovered those games?  Who would I be?  How far would I have bothered with my art?  Or my writing?  Would I even be able to sew if I had never sat down and ransacked my way through yard after yard of dark pink fabric because I had to be Aerith for Halloween that year?

Would I even be in love with the person I am right now?

My fandoms do not destroy me.

They define me.

And that makes it so I’ll never grow out of who I am.

I’m not too old for Final Fantasy VII.  I’ll never be.

funny you’re the broken one but I’m the only one who needed saving..

Before Crisis: FFVII - Turks | (x), original source unknown. 

People have many things pent up inside of themselves. So many things they can never forget. Strange, isn’t it?

malboro-wand:

Happy Valentine’s Day! Tsviet Edition

Meg and I put our collective genius together and made these~ Enjoy!

Just need to get this off my chest.

dantes-crotch:

Final Fantasy 7 related.

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Just had to reblog this because I agree with every word she said. Plus, I’m getting sick of seeing all this ~evidence~ popping up in the FFVII tag. This LTD has gone on for far too long. /smh

ask-the-turks:

Hey look, Rufus makes his debut!

He keeps any eye on everything. Since this is a Turks blog, he’ll only appear when a question refers to him, but maybe he’ll take some questions directly sometime…

Memories.

Tifa: I see. We’re in the Lifestream, aren’t we? Everyone’s waiting.  Let’s go back, Cloud. Back to everyone……

Cloud: Yeah, I guess so… Come on, Tifa. Let’s go home……

→ Cloud and Tifa in the Lifestream, Final Fantasy VII

So what if it seems hopeless? If it were me, I still wouldn’t give up.