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≽  𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐅𝐄 : cloud

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“       shit       ─       get       down       !     ”

 𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭  𝐨𝐟  𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐬  were  just  an  average  ops  with  avalanche—a  pulse  of  adrenaline  ran  through  her  blood  like  never  before.  she'd  never  admit  how  this  excitement  fueled  her  with  a  limitless  amount  of  life  and  joy,  𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞  𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐝𝐮𝐛  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬  for  partaking  for  the  rush,  though  she  harbored  no  will  to  die  just  yet.  

 ❝  huh?  ❞  the  smile  she  wore  is  wiped  from  her  face  at  the  sound  of  the  caution  that  laced  through  cloud's  tone.  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐛𝐥��𝐨𝐝  𝐭𝐨  𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐤𝐞—she  knew  to  heed  his  call.  she  jumped  into  cover  without  thinking  much  about  what  it  was  she  was  ducking  from,  and  didn't  question  until  she  knew  she  was  safe  and  alive,  ❝  thanks  for  the  heads  up!  ❞  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞  𝐡𝐢𝐦  𝐚  𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐬  𝐮𝐩  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞  𝐭𝐨  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.  a  deep  breath  entered  her  lungs  as  she  found  time  to  regain  her  composure  amid  the  battle.  

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how come no one has got on one knee for jessie.

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❝  hey  dutch,  how  come  you  spend  all  your  free  time  reading  that  one  book?  ❞  

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 ❝  the  show  went  off  without  a  hitch!  ❞  jessie  exclaimed,  her  usual  pep  seeped  through  her  words  𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦  𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥  𝐚𝐥𝐥  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬  𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝.  a  tactic  that  worked  on  strangers  and  associates—but  hardly  ever  on  close  companions.  she  released  a  sigh  and  shook  her  head,  

 ❝  i’m  becoming  a  little  too  transparent  lately,  huh?  ❞  she  offered  a  weak  smile  and  placed  her  hands  on  the  counter,  ❝  the  reactor  blew  and  i  think  a  lot  of  innocent  people  died.  ❞  her  tone  grew  more  serious—there  was  𝐧𝐨  𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐚  𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞  𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧  𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐭𝐨  𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐚,  she  didn’t  know  why  it  had  fallen  into  place.  ❝  and  i  think  that  it’s  my  fault—no  it’s  definitely  my  fault.  ❞  

@kissafist​ like for a starter from jessie ♡

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≽  𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 : sam drake

there’s a pause after her question — it left him awkward, a chuckle choked from his tobacco filled lungs as the smoke exits his mouth. ❛ ah… well, no — but - ❜ holding up a finger to stop her before she speaks, in case she retorts. ❛ but, that doesn’t mean anything, i’ve been a lot of places, my occupation just never took me to egypt. ❜ quickly sniffing he leans next to her. ❛ ‘sides, there’s nothing wrong with new scenery in this line of work, am i right? ❜ glancing, he offers her a smile — what a thrill treasure hunting was. ❛ so — what we’re lookin’ for this… eye of horus, what do YOU know about it? ❜ testing her knowledge, he keeps his gaze on the steady waters looking out for any sea animals, particularly dolphins  ❨ he is quite fond of dolphins. ❩

 jessie  giggled  as  he  fumbled  through  his  words,  choking  on  his  own  smoke,  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡  𝐢𝐧  𝐚𝐧  𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭  𝐭𝐨  𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫,  ❝  alright,  alright...  fair  enough.  ❞  she  raised  her  hands  before  they  fell  back  down  onto  the  railing,  ❝  though  i’m  pretty  sure  that  it’s  stated  somewhere  that  you  have  to  have  been  to  egypt  at  least  once  before  announcing  your  legendary  treasure  hunter  title.  ❞  another  giggle  as  she  nudged  him  gently.    𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬  𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭  𝐮𝐩  𝐚𝐬  𝐡𝐞  𝐢𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝  about  their  target,

  ❝  so,  legend  says  that  the  eye  of  horus,  also  known  as  wadjet  could  dispel  evil  with  just  a  glance.  there's  also  the  tale  about  how  horus  got  his  eye  gouged  out  of  the  socket  while  fighting  for  the  throne—but  the  eye  we’re  looking  for  is  supposedly  a  treasure  made  in  honor  of  horus,  symbolizing  sacrifice,  healing,  restoration,  and  protection.  ❞  she  canted  her  head 𝐭𝐨  𝐬𝐞𝐞  𝐢𝐟  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧  𝐡𝐚𝐝  𝐧𝐨𝐭  𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝,  ❝  there’s  a  legend  that  an  ancient  civilization  in  egypt  used  the  physical  eye  of  horus  to  keep  evil  spirits  from  possessing  their  people—the  real  eye  is  said  to  be  made  of  pure  gold,  adorned  with  gems  and  a  diamond  in  the  center  for  the  eye.  ❞  

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≽  𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐋 : owen moore

❛  i  mean,  i’ve  been  working  on  it  —  it’s  almost  ready,  but  if  you  could  help  out  i  would  really  appreciate  it.  ❜  owen  wipes  his  brow  using  his  forearm.  he  had  to  get  this  boat  working  so  he  could  head  out  in  search  of  fireflies  —  he’d  no  longer  be  welcome  in  the  WLF,  and  he  was  better  off  without  them…  they  were  following  a  man  obsessed  with  fighting  a  war  for  land.  though,  it may  be  wishful  thinking  a  part  of  owen  hoped  that  his  remaining  friends  would  come  with  him  to  santa  barbara  ❛  i’m  not  the  best  with  engineering,  but  —  i  know  a  lot,  i  guess,   but  you’re  something  else,  where  did  you  learn  this  stuff?  ❜    

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 ❝  i  picked  up  most  of  it  working  with  my  father  on  old  machines…  ❞  she  paused  while  speaking,  her  brown  eyes  𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭  before  she  continued,  ❝  we  liked  fixin’  them  up  and  puttin’  em  back  into  commission.  ❞  she  feigned  laughter  to  hide  the  bits  of  vulnerability  that  slipped  through  her  words.  something  behind  her  eyes  revealed  the  𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭  𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭.  she  took  a  deep  breath  before  a  smile  replaced  itself,  

 ❝    don’t  discredit  yourself,  owen,  you’re  actually  really  good  at  this—not  many  people  would  have  known  taking  something  apart  to  put  it  back  together  works  wonders.  ❞  she  looked  up  from  the  engine  and 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞  𝐡𝐢𝐦  𝐚  𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤  𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡  𝐚  𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐬  𝐮𝐩.  it  further  improved  her  facade  that  she  hoped  he  was  unable  to  see  through.  she  stepped  away  from  the  boat’s  engine  and  clapped  her  hands  together.  ❝  alright,  so  we  might  need  a  few  more  things  to  get  her  going,  but  i  think  she’s  just  about  done.  ❞  a  wide  grin  spread  upon  her  lips  as  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐭𝐨  𝐡𝐢𝐦  𝐢𝐧  𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭  𝐡𝐞  𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫  𝐡𝐞𝐫  with  his  own  hand.  

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❝  your  flowers  are  awfully  pretty—it’s  nice  to  know  there’s  some  nature  existing  somewhere  in  this  world.  ❞  

@floralcetra​​ like for a starter from jessie ♡

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FINAL FANTASY 7 REMAKE | JESSIE RASBERRY

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≽  𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐎𝐅𝐅 : faris scherwiz

feet imprint into the wet sandy shoreline , her’s much smaller than his own .     their digits entwined & she is the reason their arms sway ; 𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 amidst the walk .     ‘     so cliche ! i have never in my life had a pet bird of any kind .     ‘

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 𝐚  𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞  𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝  𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞  𝐚  𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫  𝐨𝐧  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬,  a  glint  in  her  brown  eyes  as  they  look  up  trusting  him  to  lead  the  way.  her  natural  playfulness  can't  resist  the  swinging  of  her  arm  with  his  connected  to  her  nor  can  she  help  the  inquiry  of  a  colorful  bird  often  𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬  𝐨𝐟  𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥  𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬  surmised  to  perch  on  ones  shoulder.  a  short  breathless  laugh  as  his  expression  changed.  her  gaze  watching  as  footprints  appear  in  the  sand,  only  for  the  waves  of  the  tireless  waters  to  wash  them  away.  his  voice,  𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞  𝐚  𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲  𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫  𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧  beckons  her  back  into  reality,  rapt  gaze  falls  on  his  countenance,  and  another  laugh  escapes  after  his  reply,  ❝  oh!  but  you  could  be  original.  put  an  owl  on  your  shoulder  or  maybe  just  in  your  lap  on  occasions—oh!  and  tell  everyone  it's  a  cat!  ❞  she  enters  a  fit  of  giggles  that  make  it  harder  to  walk  and  breath—𝐚𝐬  𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐧𝐨𝐭  𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡  𝐭𝐨  𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡  𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝  𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡,  ❝  make  sure  you  get  really  mad  whenever  someone  calls  it  a  bird  too!  ❞  

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my mask is a painted smile it hides the pain, the grief, the sorrow

(via aerigone)

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whispers softly : but what if lindsey morgan was jessie’s fc?

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this is a roleplay blog for jessie rasberry ❨ final fantasy vii ❩. portrayal is based off of my observations of her character as well as headcanons to further her development. please read rules before following this blog is a sideblog to @solivgnt.

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 ❝    hey!  ❞  she  waves  over  to  grab  his  attention,  two  large  men  with  scowls  on 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫  𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬  𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧  𝐚𝐭  𝐡𝐞𝐫—when  he  makes  his  way  over,  she  brings  her  hand  up  to  whisper  to  him  ❝  i'm  in  a  bit  of  a  bind,  mind  helping  a  gal  out?  ❞  she  gestures  with  her  head  to  the  men  who  𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤  𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐲  𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡  𝐡𝐞𝐫.    

@hercbled​​​​​  𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

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  ❝  so,  when  am  i  gonna  get  whisked  away?  ❞  she  leans  her  head  against  his  shoulder,  𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬  𝐨𝐟  𝐚  𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞  𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝  as  she  clings  to  his  arm,  ❝  maybe  just  a  ride  on  your  ship  to  take  my  breath  away?  ❞  she  giggles  lightheartedly  as  though  she's  love  struck—and  𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐢𝐬  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭  entwined  with  him  only.    

@shoveoff​  𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

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 ❝  it's  not  quite  right...  ❞  jessie 𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐬  𝐨𝐧  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 as  a  sigh  escapes  her  lips,  ❝  do  you  think  i  should  add  some  more  flair  to  it?  ❞  she  cants  her  head  𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡  𝐚  𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡  𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝  𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲  a  crossed  her  face,  ❝  looks  too  much  like  a  piece  of  junk.  ❞  

@princezna​  𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠