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- ̗̀  silent hill starter sentences  //  vol.1  ̖́-

❛ the fear of the blood tends to create fear for the flesh. ❜ 

❛ when you’re hurt and scared for so long, the fear and pain turn to hate. ❜

❛ she’s lucky to have you. ❜

❛ a mother is god in the eyes of a child. ❜

❛ you’ve darkened the heart of an innocent. ❜

❛ you promised you’d take me there again some day. ❜

❛ well, i’m alone there now, in our special place… waiting for you. ❜

❛ you disgusting piece of shit! ❜

❛ you’re nothing but a waste of skin! ❜

❛ it doesn’t matter if you’re smart, dumb, ugly, pretty… it’s all the same once you’re dead… ❜

❛ do you know what it does to you? ❜

❛ the memory of his cruelty is forever burned into my mind. ❜

❛ you don’t understand. none of you do. ❜

❛ monsters? ❜

❛ they look like monsters to you? ❜

❛ that’s when i first had the nightmare. ❜

❛ i haven’t been able to get out of my room since then. ❜

❛ i can’t even get anybody to hear me when I yell. ❜

❛ the phone doesn’t work… the tv doesn’t work… ❜

❛ the windows are sealed shut. ❜

❛ someone chained the door from the inside. ❜

❛ how am i going to get out of here? ❜

❛ you’ve always been there for me, haven’t you? ❜

❛ bad dreams still keeping you awake? ❜

❛ i told you, a girl or two would go a long way. sleep like a baby with a chick in your cab. ❜

❛ guess i just don’t meet the right girls. ❜

❛ be careful what you choose. ❜

❛ hey, chill. you don’t see me bringing up your issues. ❜

❛ she hasn’t left you yet? ❜

❛ all the stores are closed or boarded up. ❜

❛ the town seems empty. ❜

❛ it’s complicated. ❜

❛ a lot of things have happened since you left. ❜

❛ i noticed a banner out front that said something about an anniversary. ❜

❛ i thought i remembered being here for it. ❜

❛ i guess it’s time we took that down, huh? ❜

❛ it’s like something’s not letting us move on. ❜

❛ we’re the ones who decide if we can live with what we’ve done. ❜

❛ why didn’t she take me? ❜

❛ evil wakes in vengeance. be careful what you choose. ❜

❛ fire doesn’t cleanse, it blackens! ❜

❛ look at this map, memorize it. ❜

❛ your memory may save your life. ❜

❛ let me do this! ❜

❛ i have to do this! ❜

❛ you burned in the fire that you started. ❜

❛ nothing can save you because you’re already damned! ❜

❛ i don’t talk to strangers. ❜

❛ what the fuck? what the fuck?! you saw that right? that was real? ❜

❛ what the fuck is going on? ❜

❛ i’m afraid she’s been hurt. ❜

❛ they used to say this place was haunted. ❜

❛ what’s it gonna be, city boy? ❜

❛ i can put you in jail or you can go home. ❜

❛ that’s your definition of justice, huh? ❜

❛ filth and lies! ❜

❛ she’s not here! ❜

❛ can you see anything? ❜

❛ we have to leave! ❜

❛ we are wandering far from refuge here… ❜

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    where are the CHEERING fans? the CRYING women? / INDIE JECHT. final fantasy roleplay blog. promo via @ndeavor !

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❛remember all of the places we could’ve gone?❜ ಠﭛಠ

                         remember when I promised you a happy ending ? 

Hesitation permeates every single fiber of the Summoner’s heart and soul             For no longer than the flutter of a butterfly’s wings, does she become a doll of ( cracked ) porcelain, struck by unspoken fears and all-devouring regrets. There isn’t a single thing that she has forgotten, not a single thing that she has allowed oblivion to take away from her ; this is what happens when you’re well aware that your life is not destined to last for long   —   You attach yourself to even the smallest emotion in pursuance of feeling alive, you cling onto each and every fragment of memory in pursuance of being able to declare that, yes, you have lived. Albeit briefly. Albeit with an excruciatingly heavy burden ‘pon quivering shoulders.

                remember when I promised to visit Zanarkand with you ? 

Gaze instinctively falls down, anchored to the unforgiving concrete underneath rather than to the blinding sky above, as if suddenly forced by the weight of something that cannot be described with mere words. There is a storm raging within the confines of her breastbone and its thunders echo loudly against her ears                   However, not loud enough to suffocate his voice, his familiar whistles and his overly joyful laughter. Dainty hands come to rest right above her fast-beating heart whilst her head bows into a courteous nod, a gesture that is perhaps too polite and apathetic, especially considering who her interlocutor currently is. Does he feel it, too ? This never-ending sense of longing for something that cannot be attained, for something that is so close and yet so out of reach ? If only things had been different. If only…

                                      remember all the promises I broke ? 

Finally, her attention is directed towards him once more. His eyes have always been the crystal-clear mirror to his feelings and although Yuna still remains unable to thoroughly decipher them all, she knows that he’s perhaps the only person who can understand her. Ironic, isn’t it ? How someone who knows nothing, has come to know so much about her.   ❛  Is it too late, now ?  ❜   It takes immense strength to hinder her soft-spoken voice from trembling, from breaking into a myriad of jagged smithereens.   ❛  I would still like to visit those places                  With you.  ❜

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Heck, I’m doin’ the thing.

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* there are no guarantees in the future. that’s why TODAY, the time we have now, is important.

                                         RINOA HEARTILLY.                                              as loved by lindsey

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“You seem rattled right now.”

Unsolved Supernatural SC… //  ACCEPTING

              “ — Andyou aren’t?”

Hisvoice comes out harsh and rich with anger, and he seeminglyrecognises it; breathes in sharp, if only in effort to unfasten the trepidation and frustration keeping his throat taut.“I mean,” He says, trying again, opting for a dryer tone, hesitating to keep eye-contact with Gemiya if only outof mild guilt. “You saw the way hewas treating her, right?”

Thecommotion he’d caused just moments ago had already dispersed, civilian-folk carryingabout their day as if nothing hadhappened; ambience of chatter and thescrape of footfall and beckon of merchants. His voice, tempered and loud as it may have been, was just anotherchime lost in the current of sound. 

Undeterred,he juts a thumb towards his chest, gesturing to the likes of himself in a waythat could only be described as arrogant ( and yet, the look of his facereads as disbelief ), “The way he lookedat me?” 

“I don’t care. He deserved every last bit of what he got.”

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“You heard those, right? That wasn’t just me being crazy.”

Unsolved Supernatural SC… //  ACCEPTING

He’sgrinning, sliver of teeth caught on the jagged edge of amusement – it isn’toften he gets swept up in the role of involuntarywingman, but it’s a script he seems to naturally excel at. But the game cutsshort when the young perpetrator’s friend arrives in a huff, non-discretely tugging her bythe elbow until they disappear in the menagerie of other street-goers at themarket.

Withthe extent of both arms up and criss-crossed to cradle the back of hishead, Tidus shifts the bulk of his weight to the side. “I don’t know, man,” Hesays, culprit of pride and tease creeping into the tone of hisvoice, “Sure sounded like she wanted to jump your bones to me – you sure those thingson the top of your head are workin’ properly?”

Without even waiting for a response from Albi, he takes the first step forward,administering a playful pat alongside the other boy’s back as he does – good game,or so it meant in the city he grew up in.

“But, in case you forgot, I’msta—arving.”  Casting only a singular glance backward once he’s advanced so far, he tacks on a humorous, “Think you can hold off on all the ladykilling until we find some grub?”

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❛ this is why you die first in a movie. ❜

Unsolved Supernatural SC… //  ACCEPTING

He oncemade a promise – unwritten, of sorts, but still prevalent – that he’d neverlook upon Yuna with the judgement andexpectation that the world defaults herto. That she was as free to be hertrue self around him as she so desired, and he would support it—withheld orexposed as she chose—wholeheartedly.

Butwhat she’s just said? Right there, unwarrantedas it were, he can hardly contain the surprisethat takes hold of his expression. So much so, that he’s all-too-suddenly laughing, buoyant peals of nervous and unsure feelings that anchor & roil like a misplaced maelstrom inhis gut. For a moment, he can hardlyfocus on untangling the mass amounts of seaweedwired around his ankle, opting to remain sitting in the threshold between sand& sea where he’s fallen.

“Oof.” He says—breathes, voice caught on the hitch of air, now successfullyshaking his leg free of the obstructive weed,“You’re probably right—”

Andthen he stands again, waterlogged; regathering the regulation Blitzball that had been towing the gentle lull of theshore’s earliest tides. From there, in the knee-deep water, involuntarily shivering under the bite of an easygoing breeze, he stares after her. Quiet, at first; contemplative.

“Maybeit’s your turn—“ It’s playful, this tone, despite the accusatory glint of his eye,  “To start protectin’me.”

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“Wait. Did you hear that?”

Unsolved Supernatural SC… //  ACCEPTING

           Hestops, mid-step, interjecting her concern with a final crunch of a delayed footfall into the dry underbrush spread outbeneath them. What follows next is hollowing silence; all too entirely suspect, especially with Terra’s query confirming the shift ofmovement none too far off from where they were.

          Withall the hesitancy he’s known for – that is to say, none – Tidus casts a roaming glance over the slope of his shoulder,gaze defaulting on his companion with the cascading ponytail when nothingobvious strikes his attention. Then, with another crunch grinding beneath his feet, he turns to face her outright. 

           “Sure did—” He says, caught between a grin with too many teeth & a cadence ripe with climbingadrenaline. “Sounds like we might have some shy company on our hands here.” 

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I made Jecht his own blog! I have more muse for him than I originally accounted for; so I didn’t want to be inconvenienced with the limitations of a side blog where I cannot follow back or send asks! theme is temp; pages are incomplete; it’s still heavily under construction, but… if u like emotionally stunted assholes, u know what to do! hit that follow button akjdhwuiah. 

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12, 22

Send me a number… //  ACCEPTING

12 → Grudges and vendettas

              The very basis of his character arc is built on a life-long grudge against his father. As a young boy, Tidus was whittled down by the neglect of his mother and the harsh extremities of his father, a man who struggled with alcoholism, the ability to articulate his feelings, and possibly even unspoken-of mental illness. Instead of letting his head disappear beneath the undertow of all that was wrong with his childhood, Tidus chose to stand up, brush the dirt off his shoulders, and challenge it instead.               While he may not have many known antagonistic relationships outside of Jecht, the few I’m acutely aware of definitely showcase that Tidus treats other oppugnant forces very similarly. However, because the subject isn’t usually dead or’s been missing for 10 years, he’s able to skip the self-proving bullshit and go straight into being confrontational to settle the score once and for all.                Following the defeat of Sin, however, he’s learned a bit on how to forgive and forget. Past grudges and grievances are in the past, and that’s where they’ll stay. For now, anyway.

22 → People who’ve influenced them greatly

              His parents — 100%, and for obvious reasons. While I can’t specifically decipher what parts of Tidus are Tidus and what parts are the result of shouldering emotional abuse, I know it’s extremely safe to say that, had his parents been different people, this character might not be recognisable.

              His aversion to being alone, to an extent of having his home in what appears to be an extremely private neighbourhood flooded with fans, could damn-well be attributed to his lonely childhood. His mother neglected him, he often kept distance with his father, and he was orphaned by both of them at eight years old; later-on to be raised by a man completely alien to Zanarkand who was silently overcoming devastating trauma of his own.

               And while I haven’t any doubts Tidus would have still had an interest in Blitzball, I half-suspect that the sport might’ve not been so much of an aggressive prevalence in his life had his father been a little more relaxed. Instead, we a see a kid who felt like he had to secretly practice the sport in order to be able to enjoy it, only to be caught mid-attempt at recreating his father’s famous technique and be consequently humiliated for it. In a world where these two might’ve gotten along and supported one another, Tidus stabbing an occupational stake in the game would have been for completely different reasons.

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⨳ — BUZZFEED UNSOLVED SUPERNATURAL; S03

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“You don’t feel even a little creeped out?”  “You heard those, right? That wasn’t just me being crazy.”  “Crime’s even better when it just involves bars of gold.”  “This is why you die first in a movie.”  “You’d be the worst diplomat when it comes to alien-human relations. Every fucking solution you’ve offered is to shoot at them with your gun.”  “You’re not ghost-proof. You’re just an idiot that refuses to see proof.”  “Why you gotta be nervous with a beautiful sunset like that?”  “I kinda wish this bridge was torn down.”  “I’m gonna murder you.”  “It’s still very much an abandoned hellscape.”  “Oh my god, this room is fucking horrifying.”  “You have a very sly, evil smile on right now. I don’t like it.”  “You seem rattled right now.”  “If I’m trying to remember what I had for breakfast a year ago, yeah I’m gonna be a little foggy on that. But, if I’m remembering the time I saw alien bodies, thrown from a wreckage, I think I’m gonna remember that quite clear, and when it happened.”  “Are you putting on a tinfoil hat?”  “I knew you would like a Nick Cage reference.”  “Mass abduction! Maybe they all lined up in a row and just got in the tractor beam one at a time.”  “It’s kinda sinister that there maybe something lurks beneath.”  “You almost startled me with your realistic gunfire noises.”  “Hey, c’mon, speak up. Do ghost-y stuff!”  “We’re going to the most haunted part of the building.”  “I feel like my bravery is going to stop at this point.” “Ghosts, ghosts. Make it stink.”  “Spooky castle, that’s every investigator’s dream.”  “Alright, we’re gonna see a thousand ghosts tonight. Any less than that and it’s a failure.”  “Wait. Did you hear that?”  “No-one can see the top of your head except God.”  “I would pay thousands of dollars for ghosts to be real.”  “Ghosts hate it when you play the piano.”  “We may have caught ourselves a ghoul, [Name].”  “This is fucked up.”  “I’m not gonna pretend I’m not scared of this, because I am.”  “[lauhgs] That’s poetic.”  “It’s hard for ghosts to take a cold one.”  “We should go get more gin.”  “Alright gouhlie gouhls, let’s do something fun.”  “Can you look even a little bit worried?”  “If you want me off the bridge, you’re gonna have to throw me off.” “I’m about to die for the internet.”  “Yeah, this is kind of what the apocalypse would look like. In micro form.”  “Hello, spirits. We’re here with good vibes.”  “I have a crazy hunch that your eyes are gonna play tricks on you, and you’re going to lose your mind.”  “Try to rationalize it all you want but you know it’s a ghost.”  “You would walk up to it and be like, ‘the end is niiigh!’“  “You’d go runnin’ through town, ringin’ a bell. ‘The Martians are here! Lock yourselves in your basements!’“  “Looks ghostful.”  “It’s a people grinder.” 

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B A S I C S

Full Name: Tidus — Tida 

Nickname: ‘Hey, you!’ ‘Kid’ ‘New Guy’ ‘Crybaby’

Age: Seventeen  — Verse Determinant

Gender: Male

Pronouns: Masculine

Date of Birth: July 21st

Place of Birth: “Zanarkand”

Astrological Sign:  The Cusp of Oscillation, Cancer-Leo.

Ethnicity:  An Actual Dream ™

Orientation: Copping out to say he’s somewhere between a 0-2 on the Kinsley Scale.

Religion: Doesn’t follow a faith, per se, but is plenty aware of the existence of Gods and Higher Powers.

Occupation: Aquatic Athlete, Guardian  — Verse Determinant

Parents: Jecht, Unnamed mother (I’m sure I’ll flesh her out eventually)

Siblings: None

Children: None

Relationship status: Undefined  — Verse Determinant

A P P E A R A N C E

Height: 175cm  — 5′7”

Weight: Somewhere between 130-145lbs — 59kg-66kg

Eye Color: Cerulean — more ocean-blue than sky-blue.

Hair Color: Naturally something of a chestnut brown, still visible in the roots; bleached golden-blonde.

Hair Length: Shaggy, disheveled layers; length capping just below the nape of the neck. 

Build: Ideal “swimmer’s” body — thin waist/hips/legs, broader and triangular shoulders. Lean stature, and with a muscle tone that isn’t too bulky. 

Scar(s): None too prominent, but I don’t have any doubts Blitzball alone has notched him up in a few places — the ball’s weighted & studded, and the tackles are pretty aggressive.

Distinguishing Feature(s): Deep suntan, bright hair — bright everything else, really. 

Dominant Hand: Right-handed.

P E R S O N A L I T Y    T R A I T S

Positive: Buoyant, spry. Cheerful, uplifting. Charitable. Communicative, team-player. Victory-driven, adventurous & horizon chaser.

Negative: Invasive. Impetuous, impulsive. Naiveté. Childishness, selfishness. Competitive. 

Tagged by: @moonlit-summoner  (Thanks for the welcome!) Tagging: I’m normally a tag-fiend, but I’m not sure how many of you have already done this. If you’re looking for an excuse, now’s your go!

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tidus + 1&13!!

Send me a number… //  ACCEPTING

1 → Their physical weak spots

              I’d say he’s quite susceptible to physical damage overall. Talking specs, Tidus ranks fairly low on a defense spectrum, but harbors amplified agility & evasion on account of his athletic prowess. Weapons may hit harder, but you’d have to be able to land ‘em in the first place— getting him off his feet and incapacitating him would be your best bet for anything deliberate. 

               Other than that, he’s about as painfully human as they get—eyes, nose, throat, celiac plexus, groin, armpits, all things easily accessible and particularly painful when hit. They’ll do the trick.

13 → What gets them flustered

             It doesn’t take a whole lot! Tidus is ruled by the extremity of his emotions, which don’t often seem to default at middleground — typically, anger is messy, excitement is excessively buoyant, and sadness is an all-body experience.

             001. When things don’t go his way — outcome-wise   — I’d say is pretty damning. The kid’s entire childhood was a rhapsody of being told ‘you can’t do it’, and he’s spent his entire life up until now trying to prove otherwise. In certain circumstances, I can see him levelling out at being only kind of a sore-loser. But when it comes to the things he’s dead-set on, failure hits pretty damn hard. So much so, that I’d say that he takes it rather personally; practically wafting palpable frustration & determination for remedy after the fact. 

             002. Injustice! Tidus’ moral compass is about as prominent as it can get, levying something of an ingrained sense of ‘responsibility’ to correct immoral wrongs as he sees them. Especially those that hit a little too close to home, largely because it’s his subconscious attempting to conquer everything he never had a chance to (and, point blank, probably never will — which may the reason why it’s hard for him to fully wind down even after successfully coming to someone’s aid).

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sidebloggable‌:

Their physical weak spots

Their emotional/moral weak spots

Scars or painful spots

Best places to kiss on their body

Guilty pleasures

Their vices (physical or emotional)

Their tickle spots

Bad memories/experiences

Humiliating memories

Fears/phobias

Bad or petty habits

Grudges and vendettas

What gets them flustered

Ingrained habits/forces of habit

What it takes to make them cry

Dark secrets/’skeletons in the closet’

Regrets

Things they’ll never admit

People they’ve hurt or indirectly killed, and how it affected them

What-ifs/Alternate Timelines

Turning points in their life

People who’ve influenced them greatly

Send me a character + a number and I’ll tell you my headcanons for:

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              Hey! Do you like bottle-blondes with stupid haircuts and severe daddy issues? Dudes that’ll still hit on the girl who’s like your sister even after you’ve borderline threatened him not to? Guys that’ll help you overthrow a corrupt religious organization and get you and your entire party branded as traitors all just because he wanna smash? A washed-up athlete who lives, breathes, and sleeps in his old team uniform from over a thousand years ago? A real imaginary boyfriend ???

Smash that like/reblog button if you wouldn’t mind interacting with another Tidus from Final Fantasy X/Dissidia.