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The dead need guidance. Filled with grief over their own death, they refuse to face their fate. They yearn to live on, and resent those still alive. 

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Independent Hope Estheim of the Final Fantasy XIII trilogy/SE properties. Novella length, Icons, All genres, Warnings tagged. Est 2017. Remade 3 4 5 a few times since. Penned by Dash.

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Playing FFXIV and hopping onto a Discord call in time to hear: “Hey - don’t you think this enemy looks like Lightning....?” Hang up the call.

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Independent Hope Estheim of the Final Fantasy XIII trilogy/SE properties. Novella length, Icons, All genres, Warnings tagged. Est 2017. Remade 3 4 5 a few times since. Penned by Dash.

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A private, semi selective LIGHTNING FARRON from the FINAL FANTASY XIII trilogy! My name is Sea : she / her, twenty-seven, GMT+8 timezone / Australia. I work full time, so many of my blogs are bare bones and / or dash only. Thusly, the rules and information you see here should suffice.

𝟘𝟙. Respect is a two-way street ; respect me and I’ll respect you! If your gut says you shouldn’t do something, chances are it’s right. 𝟘𝟚. 18+ only, sorry minors. 𝟘𝟛. I’m too tired for drama,  please don’t include me. 𝟘𝟜. I believe in media literacy and curating one’s space, so I am very liberal with the block button. Most of the time this will be utilised when I am soft blocked ( you can read about my policy with soft-blocking here ) but, if in doubt, you can message me via my twitter. 𝟘𝟝. I do not practice single-ship, mains or exclusives at this stage, but that is subject to change at the comfort of my roleplay partner(s). My main romantic ship for Lightning is Snow because it’s spicy ✨, but it’s not anything I will force or expect. I love platonic relationships just as much. 𝟘𝟞. I am duplicate friendly! I generally won’t follow first out of respect for muns who are, but know you can be a Lightning and follow mine with zero issue.

Content warnings in the Final Fantasy universe(s) include, but are not limited to : mentions of depression / anxiety, suicide / suicidal ideation, domestic violence and general abuse ; depictions of war, gore and body horror ; mentions of religion ( fantasy, though I may draw from real-world sources ) ; oppression as it relates to said fantasy universes, including but not limited to racism, xenophobia, imperialism, etc; holy horror, and more. While I will always endeavour to navigate these topics with the appropriate respect and care, I encourage those to whom any of these trigger extreme traumas to assess their wellbeing before interacting with me. I’ve written it on the tin, there’s no excuse.

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Now that KH is taking a very Fabula Nova Crystallis route I can’t help but wonder if we’re finally gonna see some FFXIII characters involved bc deadass I’ve been wanting this to happen since middle school

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My true super power is appearing once every third blue moon, revealing that I still live and breathe but generally spend my time working and studying as opposed to writing. (It’s a livin’.)

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etrobeauty​:

       “ A remark to not deny. ” As words could not pronounce more than truth. The world wasn’t cleanse of purity as the reason of flaws were those of the corrupts in laws. The stigma of those to meet intentions of immoral actions emphasizes the contrast of the fraction that wishes to eradicate them. There was no end once the fault was acknowledged, but did bring one less of the wandering degeneracy. Lightning’s own worth was defining the iniquity in one and ensure consequences were met.“ Not all of confining a culprit no.” A purpose role foregrounds of protection of those incapable, with hopes to inspire another. “A means to protect society as a whole.” She stressed.

        She reflected on the present. To what motivates the male to say such as would seem she was aware of the motives of her actions. Words of incentive perhaps. Even if not, she simply smiled at the thought of his approach. The sight was a pleasure. Hands settling on her hips with a tilt of her head in such observant mode. “ Now do you intend to come along? Or is this simply to lecture me?” Her last statement traced a tease. “Now then. Onward shall we? ”

Hope made some sweeping gesture, one born of theatre more than politeness, before silently ushering her forward in an ‘I’ll follow you’ motion. In the past he had likened her to some of the more renowned investigators of literature - when it came to her work, Lightning took professional to a new length. He’d once teased that such icons as Poirot or Marple, or even Nero Wolf would struggle to meet her. (Holmes was never mentioned - the great detective never cared about society as much as he cared about the truth on the whole, though he could see her one day saying that the case was ‘afoot.’)

“Me? Lecture you? Perish the thought...” He found himself falling in a half-step beside and behind her. Even if they were partners, there was little doubt over who the superior was between them. “But I’ve been thinking about that. The protection of society as a whole. We’re only really allowed to intervene when we’re called upon... but don’t you think every so often that we could perhaps be doing more...?”

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toghairm​:

» ⑆ ❀ Yuna covered her mouth with a small smile. “I’ll be more than happy to teach you how to fish. Of course, I’ll even show you a small fun trick I learned from one of the villagers. Don’t tell anyone when I show you.” Turning around to continue their walk. Rikku was mainly keeping her arms linked around Yuna in excitement. “Oh, we’re having bisque soup. I hope you’ll like seafood, Hope. If not, I’ll make you something different. You’re not allergic to anything, are you?”

  “I’ll eat his share if he doesn’t want his!” Grinning widely, laughing when Yuna gave her a look. “I’m kidding… Slightly. Come on! We’re finally away from those bozos. Let’s live a little and have fun. Maybe we can even steal the airship and go have fun just the three of us.”

 “And have Cid yell at us? No thanks. I rather not hear my uncle complain about how reckless we are. Oh, also, there’s been a surge of dogs roaming the village now, so I apologize if you two don’t like them. ” With the village in the distance getting much clearer, Rikku snatched Yuna’s hand and proceeded to bolt down the hill wanting food, see the dogs, and of course, stock up on some cheap potions due to not many visiting customers.

  “Come on, slowpokes! We got places to be!” With a Yuna laughing, holding out her hand to Hope as Rikku sledded down that hill. 

A few villagers glanced up, hearing a rather loud woman’s voice, wondering who it could have been before focusing on their day-to-day life. One of the kids playing with the pack of dogs and an elderly woman was scolding everyone over every little thing.

Throughout the exchange, Hope had flittered between nodding in affirmative or quietly humming in thought. (Although there was the brief moment where Rikku ‘offered’ to help him eat his dinner that left him verbally frowning. “I’m sure it’ll be great - no such thing as being picky when you’ve camped as much as I have.” He still could recall the behemoth steaks that were grilled over crackling fires when he travelled with old friends.) But the act wasn’t so much for show: in truth, he had been lost in his thoughts. Again.

“I’ve been thinking about something, actually,” he murmured. “Now, it’s just an idea, but before we get to the village....” He trailed off, lowering his voice an octave as though he were indulging in a conspiracy. 

He’d heard all about how the citizens of Besaid felt about machina - the whole of Spira was on edge when it came to using the ‘forbidden Machina’ of the past. Generations of ardent belief wasn’t about to just vanish now that the Al Bhed literally swooped in on mechanical wings and helped to save the day. 

“Just thinking, but wouldn’t it be possible now, with time and resources and everything, to just... build an airship from the ground up? I mean, they wouldn’t even have to be as big or as grand as the Circus - even smaller and personal ones. And then... well, you really could go anywhere. Right?”

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I know I owe some replies, but lo and behold I’ve managed to get an entire 2 hours of sleep in two days and work a short shift, so I think an early night is in order. I’ll try my best to get on top of my replies in the next day or so after a brain reset.~

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please reblog this if it's okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you even if you haven't reblogged a meme because I just want to RP with you

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Tell me I’m wrong.

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toghairm​:

» ⑆ ❀  Yuna had pretended to ignore what Brother was saying in their native tongues, perhaps to save Brother some ego despite knowing how creepy it was that family was rather crushing hard on her. It was hard lately dealing with countless requests for her hand in marriage, knowing that all they saw in her is someone that could make their family honorable. They didn’t know her personally despite living on Besaid for almost her whole life, and the ones in Luca were obnoxious. 

A tense hand around her purple folded skirt trying to remain calm. “Oh, ah, thank you, Hope, Rikku. Let’s get out of here before your brother notices we’re leaving.”

 Rikku laughed- quickly getting quiet in case they looked over here, shoving Yuna. “Let’s go, go, go! I want some Yunie food!” Yuna chuckled, grinning at them before quickly making haste towards the village with a small wooden house built for her next to the temple. “So, what have you been up to?”

 “Usual. Wakka plans on taking me to Kilikia for them to ease down. I rather not want to go on a boat there, but we have no choice. I think this weekend is my only time off… Oh, what about you two? Has the airship been treating you nicely, Hope? I’m hoping that those parts we found will work well with it, and if not, maybe they can be melted down into something useful.”

  “Actually, I have a question… Do you think you guys could let me up there sometime? I would like to get away from being High Summoner and just be Yuna. I’ll even watch you two work or help around!” 

 Rikku giggles. “Of course you can, Yuna! I’m sure Hop’ would be willing to show you around the airship all day. Of course, you’ll have to provide food for us! Oh, oh, could we go fishing by any chance?! I wonder if Besaid fish is just as good as the fish around the home was.”

  “…How about I take you two fishing then one day? Maybe this weekend when it’s my free time. That is if Wakka doesn’t schedule anything..” Glancing away, careful not to fall.

Hope had mostly been nodding along, following the conversation as best as he could. Yuna and RIkku were cousins, but more than that, they had travelled across Spira together. Rikku was right there when they brought Yevon down low and for so much of it before hand. In truth, he almost felt a little out of place - the pair of them surely had a strong bond by now. But he wasn’t about to excuse himself when he had been asked along - especially if it meant keeping the renegade summoner safe from Brother.

By the time Yuna was asking for a ride on the airship - the same one she had been using to cross the lands and help finally take Sin down - he didn’t doubt for one moment that she could climb aboard anytime she wanted. It wasn’t his place to say, but he nodded along with Rikku the moment she asked. At least one before he had spoken with the young Al Bhed and agreed that Yuna could do with a little more healthy rebellion in her life.

“Fishing?” He knew Besaid was a fishing village - at least he assumed it was. A small island with a natural cove and an established dock. And if he were honest, he had been too busy helping to unload supplies and finding himself meeting them both to really pay attention when they landed. But it would make sense that fishing would have been a general past time there. (Really, aside from praying and Blitzball, what else was there to do...?)

“I mean, I’m all for it. But...” Hope trailed off for a second, scratching the side of his cheek as they walked up the mountain path away from the beach. “I think I’ll need a lesson or two. I can’t say I’ve ever really given it a go.” 

Still - how hard could it be, right? Right.

“In the meanwhile - “ He clapped his hands, as if the admission was more than a little embarrassing. “- what kind of soup are we having today?”

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Part of me wants to one day draw/paint adult Hope in something akin to Light’s saviour outfit from LR just because of the sheer lack of AU’s there, but let’s be real right now: he couldn’t hack it on the job:

No interest in pitching errant Moogle’s skyward.

No acting skills what-so-ever, even in a fine purple suit on a gold statue.

Would want to explore the desert ruins over helping Fang topple religion.

Alexander would make a heckin’ big chonky Chocobo. And most of all...

Ain’t no back pocket on that feathered skirt for a boomerang.

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Hope knows how to handle Selphie - or at least he likes to think so. He has a fairly good idea that if he promises to do whatever she wants later, it’s enough to mollify her and that’s the end of it. There’s usually some signs when she’s on the edge of no return. The way she fiddles with pens or anything resembling her nunchaku is his sole hint that she won’t back down.

So, he finishes his latest piece of work, sits back in his chair and regards the young woman who’s trying to look as imposing as possible. To give her credit, Selphie does have a serious look on her face. “Alright,” he said. He could point out that her idea of training was not relaxing in the slightest, or that it would definitely be more than a ‘bit.’ But not without turning the whole thing into a bigger deal. So he stretches, stands up (which now leaves her having to look up at him) and motions to the door.

“Well? Let’s go.”

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When Selphie wants something, she knows how to get very persistent, and unfortunately Hope is on the receiving end of this insistence at the moment. Not that she’s going to let him escape from her that easily, of course.

“You know I’m not taking ‘no’ for an answer,” she says matter-of-factly, crossing her arms over her chest as she stands tall - not a very intimidating sight considering her small frame, but she’ll take what she can get. “You need to get away for a bit, and I need to get some training in. And that seems to be the perfect excuse to drag you outta here for a few hours!”

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toghairm​:

» ⑆ ❀ Turning over to the silvered haired male, full attention onto him as Rikku just happily shook her, excited that they were meeting once more. “Oh, you don’t have to call me Lady Yuna. Just Yuna is fine with me, but thank you. I had no choice. I would do it all over again if everyone stayed alive and safe.”

“Thank you. I had all sorts of fun, including intruding at a wedding! And besides, Yunnie, you’re so sweet. I rather not have you go through that ever again!” Rikku grinned. “I see that you’ve become a hot celebrity for everyone.”

“Ah, I suppose… Even a few unwanted questions, but it’s my job to make sure everyone feels safe even with Sin permanently gone. Ah, all of you must be hungry. I made some soup that should be ready when we get there. I do hope the supplies here will be enough for a while. I think there’s another shipment from Luca to be picked up soon.”

Yuna jumped slightly when Rikku threw her arm around the High Summoner’s shoulders. “It’ll be alright, Yuna. You work too hard for everyone. Your job is over, and you should relax! Haven’t been sleeping, have you?” A single shake of the head answered the Al Behd’s question. “I figure. Come on, Hope. Let’s steal Yuna from this area for a little bit! To Yuna’s home for food! Brother and the rest can deal with them.” 

Turning to Hope with a sweet smile, waving at him. “Not nauseous from Brother’s or Rikku’s driving? If so, I do have some medicine for that. Oh, I forgot to mention, some of the fishermen found a few machina parts, and I figured they might be some use to you. I had it all cleaned off to the best of our ability, and it’s got your name all over it.” 

 Peeking over Hope’s shoulder, noticing Brother and a few others butting heads. At least Wakka is there to stop it. “Heh, we should get going now.”

Hope found himself silently wondering how anyone could remain so down to earth after everything they had gone through. He supposed part of it was from exhaustion - the weariness of the experience, coupled with the grief from loss. Sudden changes that weren’t going to go anywhere just yet. Not to mention the giant question of “what next.” He had agreed with the Al Bhed that had allowed him to stay among them - forcing summoners to throw away their lives to mollify a creature like Sin was barbaric. And yet Yuna - the High Summoner, now - was willing to go right along with it. And she still managed to walk away.

He almost thanked her for the parts. Honestly, did she ever stop thinking about others? Unlikely. Before he could, however, it became clear from the noise behind them that Brother was getting that much rowdier. And the crush he had on Yuna (a cousin no less) was well known to all. “That’s not a bad idea,” he said, lowering his voice just a little bit as though they were conspiring to steal some great treasure.

He supposed in a runabout way that they were. “Uhh.. oh! Here, what if we...” Hope mumbled to himself as he took the offered parts, found a nearby container that he knew would stay ignored for awhile, deposited them and took a position besides Rikku. They could hardly cover her up with a sheet or anything, but at least between them they could obscure the petite summoner from anyone. “Lead the way,” he offered.