#⚙ ; 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 :: Goddess of gears ( Main )

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Cooking Mama!Cindy with @tenebriism // Ignis

❝ I leave for two seconds…❞    She gives a teasing pout walking up behind Ignis.  ❝ Could've sworn that makin' a together breakfast meant that we gotta make it together. ❞ 

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𝐆𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬 :: Main verse      ↬ 𝐀𝐫𝐜 :: 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

     After the Starscourge envelops Eos and the light dissipates from the world, The Hammerhead Garage becomes more of a headquarters and safe haven for hunters and civilians alike. Flood lights surround the area like a beacon within the darkness while Takka’s Pit Stop doubles as a diner and houses rations as well as weaponry. 

     When not at the garage Cindy still takes to searching for items to assist with more efficient ways in order to keep the lights on at both the garage and within the walls of Lestallum. More times than not she is accompanied by others be it members of the Kingsglaive or Crownsguard, along with her coeurl, Lexus who is never far from her side.

     However given the severity of her surroundings, Cindy has grown a little rougher around the edges - a bit distant for some, a few more scars, a few more layers than her usual uniform while donning her grandfather's jacket, and longer hair that falls to her waist is either tied underneath her cap or up in a messy bun - still, she’s never without a smile and warm greetings for weary travelers.

More random info...

Almost always has Cid’s pistols on her.

Uses her bike for quick trips to drop supplies at smaller hunting outposts.

Primarily stays at the garage but if not there, has a place in Lestallum and helps with the power plant.

 Is usually wearing longer jeans or overalls with a t-shirt and Cid’s jacket or one of her dad’s old flannel shirts. Seriously idgaf there is no freaking way she’s still wearing her og outfit. If the boys can get a glow up, so tf can she :|

At this point her night terrors become worse and when not staying in Lestallum she’s often working w/o rest unless possible s/o intervention or the use of medicated sleeping pills.

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@sepheroth // con't cause it was too cute not to! 💛

⚙ *:･ﾟ✧ // Such a random occurrence that the idea sprang forth in her mind. Forever enamored with those silvery locks of his since first they met. Like an icy waterfall cascading along his back. How she wished to reach out and grasp that ethereal looking canvas and time would only prove to make her longing that much greater. Cindy almost laughs at herself now; considering how many times she's raked her fingers through his hair during their more wanton delights to finally taking up a brush to gingerly caress silken locks.

So diligently she takes to combing through well-kept tresses. So lost that she falls to an old comfort of humming while she works. Eventually as he settles in her lap Cindy would continue to card her fingers through his hair, blunt nails tenderly scratching at his scalp. The inquiry to the song brings a soft giggle, her gaze falling to that striking visage.

❝ Oh it's just a little somethin' I remember my momma singing. ❞ Tone tapers to softer candor, wistful even as eyes drift from his features to unseen focus.

❝ An old record her and my daddy had. ❞ the beat of a smile. ❝ Paw-Paw said it was one of their favorites. Think I remember dancin' 'round the house to it when I was younger too. ❞ Breathy laugh and she shakes her head, then her brow pulses for a second as there's a faint relocation; a shadow of a woman hovering over a crib, hoisting her up in the air, or settling her for a nap. Cindy wasn't entirely sure if it was a real memory or simply a figment of her imagination playing against a lost one, yet again, she shakes her head of it as she focuses upon Sephiroth again.

She almost wants to look away again, that sudden touch of shyness brings a blush to sun-kissed cheeks. Yet with a small chuckle and another shake of her head, Cindy rattles herself from that bashful cloud and clears her throat.

❝ Can you hear me calling out your name? You know that I'm falling and I don't know what to say. ❞ There's a bit raspy twang to Cindy’s singing voice so uniquely her. ❝ I'll speak a little louder, I'll even shout. You know that I'm proud and I can't get the words out. ❞ It’s here that she closes her eyes, a smile pulling on her lips as she continues. ❝ Oh I... I wanna be with you everywhere. Oh I... I wanna be with you everywhere. ❞ Gradually she opens her eyes but those olive hues glance away for a moment.

❝ ... was their wedding song, actually. ❞

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𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬

@altrxisme said :: “  i can’t make you trust me. but i’m gonna stick around long enough for you to realize you can.  ” [ from jackson of course ;) ]

⚙ *:･ﾟ✧ // There comes a pause when he speaks. Brows furrow with a touch of confusion, but also a tinge of pain. For a moment she doesn't know what to say. Lips part, yet only a sigh leaves her while olive hues refuse to meet his gaze.

❝ Look i-it's not that I don't trust you. I just... ❞ Another pause, another uncertainty she couldn't quite voice. More and more, she turns her back to him, as if to shield both of them from the swelling wave of doubt ready to crash upon the both of them. ❝ I don't know... I'm scared, alright. ❞

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𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞

@altrxisme // Jackson was on his way back from a training session when he saw Cindy reach for a tool on the top shelf. How it got there, he wasn't sure but he was always happy to lend a hand to Hammerhead's favorite mechanic. 

"I gotcha, blondie." When Cindy turned slightly, there's barely room between them as he raised his arm- bare with a thin sheen of sweat- to grab the tool for her. The Crownguard, rarely without his coat, was dressed down in a simple, tight tank top and dark grey sweats with his hair deliciously tousled from training. "It's this one, right?" Jackson smiled down at Cindy as he held the tool to her.

⚙ *:･ﾟ✧ // Now how in the hells did that wrench get up there? Far too stubborn to find a stepladder, Cindy attempts to reach for the tool just out of her reach. It's unexpected to have someone pass by let alone go for the assist, so there's a slight jump at the voice regardless of familiarity.

❝ O-oh! Jackson you nearly scared me half … t'death. ❞ Partly exclaimed in her turn yet the words soon slow and taper off in slowly noticing the state Jackson is in. Bow furrows, confusion sets in a few rapid blinks as if her eyes are deceiving her before the inevitable shake of her head.

❝ Y-yeah... that's the one. ❞ Clearing of her throat as she takes the wrench, giving it an affirming shake and bestowing an awkward smile. ❝ Thank ya kindly. ❞ Soft laugh leaves her as she places the tool back in her belt. She's not starting... at least, not trying to. Considering she's never seen Jackson in this manner, to say Cindy was taken aback was an understatement. Still she tries to shuck away the thoughts beginning to roam through her mind.

❝ Oh, hey did you want some water or iced tea? You're lookin' pretty hot. Uh! I mean IT'S looking pretty hot out... there. ❞ Deep blush across freckled cheeks, olive hues go wide in the shock of what she just said and begins making a backwards retreat towards her homestead. ❝ I'll just, bring out that pitcher of tea. ❞ Awkward laugh brings a possibly more awkward smile before turning tail and heading into her house to cool off a bit.

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@forfeitsouls for FCG con't to beta editor

⚙ *:･ﾟ✧ // ❝ Aeor, huh? ❞   Her brow furrows a bit as she tries to think of the location, yet comes up with absolutely no recollection.  ❝ Can't say I've ever heard of the place. ❞ There's a small pout at that but Cindy, ever optimistic as she was, perks up right after.  ❝ Fresh Cut Grass, well that's an interestin' name! An' I thank ya kindly, I do try my best to be as hospitable as possible, especially to newcomers around these parts. ❞  Cindy is all smiles however his question does bring a few perplexed blinks.   

❝ O-oh...❞ She softly laughs and shakes her head. ❝ I'm doin' just fine! Just that it's a bit unfortunate that we don't have ... well anything like your kind around here, an' maybe I was feelin' a little disappointed about it. ❞  She briefly shrugs.    ❝ I do appreciate ya lookin' out though. Seems like you really are one of a kind in more ways than one. ❞ 

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Cooking Mama!Cindy with @tenebriism // Charlotte ( cause Cindy said so ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) )

❝ Honestly darlin', ya got this. Peach cobbler just might be the easiest dessert t'make. ❞

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Cooking Mama!Cindy with @ravusnightblossom

Light giggle fills the kitchen space ❝ Darlin' we won't have any strawberries left for the cake if ya keep eatin' 'em. ❞

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onuscientia​ // @tenebriism // plopping this over to the bte! ♡

⚙ *:･ﾟ✧ // Tend to some chores?! The words chime within her mind, but before she can attempt to convince him otherwise, he is already gone. Lips parted to speak but only some incoherent stuttering left her in the wake of his departure. A few blinks to the now closed bathroom door, Cindy stands in silence before softly chuckling to herself as she bundles her hair up in a small messy bun, removes the robe then lowers herself in the bath.  There was little to halt the low moan of relief caught within her throat as she decended into the water. It was the perfect temperature and the scents were intoxicating. Cindy could feel the fog of her sickness just melt away the more her body relaxes in this soothing pool just for her. Yet as Ignis inquires over chores, Cindy sinks a bit lower into the tub, unsure where he should even start.  She usually tries to maintain most of the housework yet naturally a few things go amiss here and there. She did leave couple coffee mugs along with a few utensils in the sink thinking she could get to them later, and she may have dropped a sock or two toating around the morning laundry.

❝ Well, maybe the dishes, off the top of my head but ... ❞ A pause along with another dip into the warm waters, nearly low enough to reach her eyeline in the almost sinking embarrassment over leaving her domicile in such a way. So used to taking the job unto herself, Cindy wasn't entirely certain how to properly delegate to others.  ❝ Honestly darlin’, please don't trouble yourself over me too much, ❞ She slowly starts to sit up in the tub, pulling her legs in to hug her knees.  ❝ If I could ask you to prioritize something… could it be… that I can have ya’ take a lil' moment for yourself? ❞ Eyes now fixate upon the wall separating them as if that pleading stare could be felt through the bones of the house itself. It was a long shot she knew, but to her, it was still worth the try.