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So I’ve still got a bunch of junk to do to get set up, but might as well start one of these circulating. HI, HELLO. My name is Mave and I am here to provide for you an emotional roller-coaster in one multimuse. I got your moody, guilt-ridden monster boy with a big gun, a seriously cracked-in-the-psyche war hero and self-proclaimed demi-god, and I even got your pinnacle of heroic and goofy but honorable optimism. All in a one-stop shop! That said, I need some people to follow and start interacting with! 

Please LIKE / REBLOG if you would be interested in playing with an indie SEPHIROTH, VINCENT VALENTINE, and/or ZACK FAIR! Thanks! ♥ (A proper and fancy promo is on the way.)

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A quick and easy plotting guide

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s):

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

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[ ooc: Merry belated-christmas, happy new year, and… I’m alive. Gonna be trying to be around here more again now that I’m free of school for a few weeks. But yes, hi, hello. I’ll probably be dropping old threads just to keep things easy since… I don’t really know who’s still around, l m a o. If we had a thread you’d like to continue though, drop me a line and we can totes do that!

p.s. will probably be restructuring this blog a bit as well... ]

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“How could you not like the holidays?!”

@praesidioest // holiday starters !

     Vincent found himself brought to a pause by the question, his dark brows furrowing ever so slightly in a vague but no less evident deviation from his usually stoic demeanor. He had to consider the query (or, rather, exclamation) for a beat before a coarse sigh left his lips. “It is... not that I necessarily dislike them.” He began to explain on a somewhat curt yet patient note. “It is that I find them needless... Redundant, even. Why is it people feel the need to have a specific moment in time in which they spend time with their loved ones? Seems to me as though they should enjoy as much of that time as is possible whenever the opportunity arises, the calendar aside...” Frowning faintly, he closed his eyes, “That is the core purpose of holidays, yes? If it is not about that, then what else is it really about? What is the purpose?”

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christmas / holiday starters

Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

at a party

“Woah, someone drank too much egg nog.”

“Look, I only came for the Christmas cookies.”

“So do I make a sexy Santa/elf/reindeer or what?”

“Merry Christmas! Let’s get wasted.”

“Is my outfit too festive/not festive enough?”

“Hey! Come on in, I’ll get you a drink.”

a grinch

“I can’t believe I’m all alone during the holidays.”

“Most wonderful time of the year, my ass.”

“I hate snow. And smiling children.”

“If I hear one more Christmas song, someone is getting strangled with tinsel.”

“The only thing good about Christmas is the candy canes.”

“Wow, that gingerbread house is…unique.”

“Egg nog is disgusting.”

anti-grinch

“I’ve had my tree up since November.”

“How could you not like the holidays?!”

“I’m going to shove a candy cane up my ass. I’m so excited!”

“Christmas is the only time of year when I’m stressed out AND receiving a bunch of gifts.”

“There’s NO way I’m going to lose the house decorating competition.”

“Christmas isn’t a holiday. It’s a way of life.”

presents

“What did you get me?” / “I’m not telling you! It’s a surprise.”

“I didn’t know what to buy you, so..I made you something…”

“You gave me the present that I gave to YOU last year?”

“It’s perfect…”

“Aw, you didn’t have to get me anything.”

“The only gift I want is stability and happiness. But this wrapping paper is pretty.”

“You just rip the paper right off?! You heathen.” / “You save the paper? Nerd.”

secret santa

“Ugh, I can’t believe I got ___ for secret santa.”

“I got ____!! What should I give him/her/them?”

“Who bought me socks? They’re plain white no-brand socks.”

“The limit was $20, people. Why do I see an iPhone?”

“I know who got me this. There’s only one person who knows me this well. It’s you.”

with friends

“I got us matching ugly sweaters.”

“Do you think I can fit these candy canes up my nose?”

“Merry Christmas, fuckers. I’m broke but at least I got you stuff.”

“This is really corny…but you’re already a gift to me.”

“I haven’t seen you in so long! Get over here and give me a hug.”

flirty

“Are you Santa? Because I’d sit on your lap.”

“Have I been naughty this year?”

“Oh, I’d ride in your sleigh.”

“Your eyes twinkle like tree lights.”

“All I want for Christmas is you.”

snow

“It’s snowing! That’s so perfect!”

“Great, now my flight is delayed…”

“How am I supposed to get home in this weather?”

“Baby, it’s cold outside…”

“Let’s have a snowball fight.”

no snow

“Why can’t we have a white Christmas?”

“It’s too hot for hot cocoa.”

“I wish I could wear a sweater without dying.”

“It’s nice to get away from all the cold.”

“The only ice I want to see is in a cold drink.”

knows nothing about other holidays

“So is it Jesus’s birthday?”

“Where did Santa even come from?”

“…Isn’t the tree a pagan tradition?”

“How do the deer fly?”

“This holiday sounds like it was made by someone on crack.”

“What’s a Hannukah?” / “What’s a Kwanzaa?”

“Is what I’m wearing okay?”

“Stop calling me a grinch! I’m not even Christian.”

hannukah

“Watch me shove all these latkes in my mouth.”

“You don’t know how to play with a dreidel?” / “Let me teach you the dreidel game.”

“See the menorah? It’s LIT.”

“Try the sufganiyot and you will forget about Christmas cookies.”

“Hannukah is the time of year when us Jews gather and decide the next step in taking over the world. At least that’s what that crazy guy from work told me.”

“Do these dreidel cake pops look Pinterest-y enough?”

“Christians get WAY too upset over Starbucks cups. I’ve never gotten a Hannukah Starbucks cup! You don’t see me rioting about it.”

“That’s not a dreidel…That’s a beyblade.”

kwanzaa

“Who needs one day of Christmas when I have a whole week of Kwanzaa?”

“See the kinara? It’s LIT.”

“I can’t go home until I buy a new kinara.”

“What do you think of the decorations? I think I need more African print.”

“How are we out of food? Kwanzaa is about the harvest!”

“I like Kwanzaa. It’s a holiday of principles.”

“It’s not a ‘made-up’ holiday. All holidays are made up.”

“Kinda wish the unity cup was filled with whiskey. And that I could drink all of it.”

misc.

“No matter the holiday, family time is always a bad idea.”

“This isn’t Pinterest-y enough!”

“Come on, let’s take a quick selfie. We never see each other.”

“You know I’m Muslim/Hindu/Buddhist/atheist/other, right?”

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My soul shattered with the strain of trying to belong to earth.

Persephone the Wanderer (Louise Glück)

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will the future forgive us for our living sins?

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…Soмeтιмeѕ  ɪ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ

                                       I αм ɴoт

                       Human.

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I am made of bullets; shrapnel. You are solar flares and soft lips - better creatures could love you, I know. But now they’ll have to get through me.

my love should wear a warning sign, damn right I remember you     |e.j.| (via ihopewestay)

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                        would’ve gave it all for you, cared for you                                so tell me where I went  w r o n g                          would’ve gave it all for you, cared for you                                            ( my lover, my liar )

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                                but, she felt like warmth, and safety, 

                                          like the light of the sun

                               and everything i knew i don’t deserve

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@dcntgiveup​ // cont’d from ✘ (because the angst was too good ok??)

          She tugged him closer. With the proximity, the dawning realization of her there, in his arms, he felt a warmth wash over him— and yet, simultaneously, a cold weight that fell within his chest. It had all been such a strange experience... The act of waking one morning after the next to new, familiar and yet no less baffling memories. The awareness of the self he had once known slipping away in order to make room for what amounted to as a replacement, of sorts. The incident, as it were, that had altered him forever changed in and of itself. The entire affair had been like a foray into madness, admittedly, and ever since her return? He had been left with the pieces of a fragmented memory, struggling to put it all back together again in some semblance of normality.

           But it had been years. Decades, even. There were times it all felt as if it had happened only yesterday, but that didn’t change the reality of things. He had gone on living, surviving best he could, until finally he had come to the day when he had met her. But she had not been the same— she was young, tiny, and in the time he had spent protecting her, he had watched her grow into the young woman he had once known. But it was different now. How could he still retain those feelings in light of all he had experienced since?

           A great conflict was unfurling within his mind— two halves battling against one another in an attempt to rule his emotions. On one hand, she was the woman he had loved. Still loved. And, on the other, she was a child he had overseen since youth. It felt as if she were two different people entirely— and yet he knew she was one in the same.

                         Still, Vincent always did have a heart with a tendency to cling to the past.

            “Marlene...” There was a slight pain in his tone, an uncertainty, sounding out the syllables of her name. He was torn in two directions, struggling to make sense of his own feelings. He’d known this day would come, but that hadn’t made him any more prepared for it. And yet as she released him, he... Lingered close all the same, unable to bring himself to withdraw entirely just yet. “I— never stopped caring for you as I once did. Even now...” He trailed off for a beat, his eyes drawn to hear features like a moth to the flame. No, he had to focus.

            “But... I am unsure if this is right. I have watched you grow for so long, knowing you would become the woman I once knew. Yet is it wrong to return to how we were?”

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        Tifa always had had a maternally protective streak in her. One that applied to all of AVALANCHE, no exceptions— and that included himself. Still, Vincent wasn’t terribly accustomed to having a guardian, per say, and so it was only natural to pause in his step and turn to regard her with a vaguely puzzled expression. One dark brow slowly arched as he observed her as quietly as ever, considering her words as much as he considered his own response. 

       “... Don’t worry yourself about me.” He would, eventually speak, eyeing her almost warily. He knew, on some level, she would not take this answer willingly. But— he was unsure how else to really answer. It would feel, strange, at best, to take her up on her offer, no matter how weary he may actually be. Vincent was a creature of habit, in truth, and staying anywhere outside the isolated quarters of a private Inn room was entirely foreign to him. “You have much more important things to concern yourself with, Tifa.” 

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“vincent.” the name was spoken pointedly. “i know you’re not actually thinking i’d let you leave this late at night.” was the rather maternal tones from the young woman. her hip pressed against the bar counter as she watched the red caped man seemingly trying to escape the bar in the early hours of the morning- one AM to be precise. her sleeping schedule was an odd one between running the bar late at night to getting up early to send the kids off to school. 

and yet here she was seemingly having to call out one of the many grown-children in her adoptive rag-tag family. as if cloud and barret weren’t bad enough, here was this one trying to leave. he really should’ve known better. “we have room upstairs for you to stay. i know its not really your style to linger, but it would be crazy for you to leave right now. no matter how invincible you think you are.”

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TFW ur being yelled at by a teenage girl with a crowbar and a lotta big opinions

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Mother and Son by RadiusZero

By a friend, for me for Christmas. Please, share, and like ! <3