#midgar

[video-game-trivia]

Since its release back on July 14th, 2022, Powerwash Simulator has had three crossover DLC's. The first two were Tomb Raider and Final Fantansy and also completely free. This was likely because the game was published by Square Enix.

Afterwards was the game's first paid DLC, which was a crossover with Spongebob Squarepants. And it was recently announced that the game would also be receiving a Warhammer crossover too.

[yinza]

I can now share my full piece for @tifazine's second volume!

If you missed out on pre-orders, leftover sales are open now through December 15th!

[Image Description: Digital artwork showing Tifa and the other members of AVALANCHE walking through the Sector 7 slums. Tifa is nearest to the viewer, carrying a tote bag and smiling back over her shoulder at Wedge. Wedge is grinning back at her, carrying a full paper bag in his arms. Some paces behind them, Biggs and Jessie walk together, Jessie carrying an open cardboard box. The sector is a cross between its Remake and OG incarnations, with the Weapons Shop visible on the right, the Item Shop on the left, and Seventh Heaven in the distance. Midgar's central pillar rises behind them, the plate overhead. /end ID]

[platesandoatcakes]

Midgar Seventh Infantry | Final Fantasy 7

Another icon I've made :)

I messed up the hands from the earlier post lol

[a-false-memory]

[gears2gnomes]

AGDQ 2023 - Final Fantasy 7

“A fateful encounter.”

[fandom-aesthetic-kingdom]

Final Fantasy Aesthetics | Midgar

[zixixibi]

Just two guys having an intense battle here... No romantic tension here at all, nope, nuh-uh. Inspired by the FFVII remake, the game with the least amount of romantic tension ever made. :)

[the-enzyme]

Just a few repetitive, craptastic quick photos of my Adorable Arts Sephiroth and Cloud Strife figures. I love Sephiroth, I wish they hadn't given him a side-glace, or at least given an optional head-sculpt, like they did with Cloud. I understand they gave Sephy his wing, but I can't say I wouldn't have preferred another head instead, or even multiple faceplates. His hair gets in the way of posing the head, unlike Mr. Terrible-Attitude-Strife, who has a very nice range of motion at the head. Sephy's luscious hair impedes any movement if any -- which is the case with most of the figures based on him at any scale, that have any movement whatsoever.

It was kind of a pain in the back, switching Sephy's arms and placing his wing on. I am not sure if it's intended to keep his arm lowered when he has the wing on. However, it can be done, so that's what I am keeping him like for a while. The wing is a bit heavy, so there's a support piece for it. Which I won't be using, because I know I'll lose it. However, I will keep the wing on for only a short while. I don't want to keep switching pieces, so I'll probably just display them the way they are now (default from box). I decided not to switch any parts on Cloud, because it was a bit annoying to do on Sephy. I know I always complain about lack of having optional parts, and now that I do, I don't want to switch them out. However, I am not a fan of how they decided to tackle the peg or the way the pieces attach. I can see it was a decent solution for such tiny figures, but it's annoying. It might just be an issue with my Sephy, and maybe it's smoother on other figs (maybe even on Cloud), but I am keeping them with the parts they have on now forever! lol!

I might switch the arms on Cloud someday, but I definitely want to not keep the wing on Sephy for a long time. I fear it might ruin the peg-hole in the long run without support -- I don't want that! These are adorable figues, as the series name implies. The Midgar background insert they come with is great for displaying them, or even taking crappy photos with, as I did. DX I'm very happy with these, I look forward to Vincent, and maybe Nanaki... I try not to collect Nanaki stuff, because I am a weirdo when it comes to animal-related toys. I am an animal lover, so anything that comes close to real animals or toys based on "realistic" animals, I avoid getting. They make me greatly depressed for some reason. Although I have always been tempted by Red XIII's figures, I always keep myself from getting any. Adorable Arts version of him, however, might be an exception, if they make one.

[banjo-be]

MIDGAR

Final Fantasy 7

[ninnihei]

Rufus Shinra in popping colours

This started for me as a colour exercise. I used a screenshot and put some filters on it. Then I just wanted to sketch the picture so I can better assess brightness, contrast and saturation in Photoshop, as I know that I often draw too brightly and use too little contrast.

These crazy colours helped me, I think, because it's unusual.

I couldn't stop though because I kind of enjoyed using all these colours and that's what came out of it.

[ethernalium]

[dailaz]

If Sora was sent in Midgar. Part 2

Characters art: Tetsuya Nomura

[yinza]

FFVII Rare Pair Week - Day 2: Music

Getting some use out of that jukebox! I shall dub this... Rasbarrifa.

[Image Description: Digital artwork of Jessie, Tifa, and Barret, shown from the thighs up. They are in the OG version of 7th Heaven, dancing close together in front of the jukebox, none of them wearing gloves or armor. Jessie is on the left, her arms raised in the air as she smiles at Tifa. Tifa is in the middle, smiling back at Jessie over her shoulder. Her right arm is down by her side, but her left is lifted close to Barret’s. Barret is on the right, grinning down at Tifa, his left hand lifted. The scene is lit with warm golden hues, with the exception of the purple Texas sign above Tifa’s head. /end ID]

[vetersseveraart]

Мой прекрасный арт с Тифой, выполненный в 2020 году. По идее этот арт предназначался в ЗИН по Final Fantasy, но из-за плохой организационной части и безответственности со стороны руководителей пришлось покинуть проект. Этот арт просто потрясающий! Мне он очень нравится!

[case-of-traxits]

Hi! Fellow Shinra fan! :)

I'd love a fic with Reeve and/or Rufus. Maybe them late night working on projects for Edge? (Together. Maybe begrudgingly, but also appreciative of the other's skill and competence.)

Hah, okay, so funny story. I spent literal years trying to make Rufus/Reeve a serious ship in this fandom.  So so many years.  I don't want to talk about how many years.  I blame The Conscience of the King for sticking in my head so thoroughly (you can find that here [http://www.midgar.net/king/] if you've never heard of or read it, but word of warning, it's so old that it's literally text files uploaded to a website; this thing was distributed via email rings back in the late 90s; needless to say, it does NOT take in any extended canon, only OG stuff).  Over the years, of course, I've taken most of them down in favor of my more general Turk-fic, but just. My first love, okay? It was always Rufus/Reeve. XD

Now, I realize you didn't expressly ask for Rufus/Reeve, but uh. Here's what you're getting: my trademarked ambiguous relationship style thing.  In my favorite time period, which is ambiguously before the start of the original game.  Mostly because WRO Reeve breaks my heart.

Prompted from this post. Still taking prompts! If you'd rather do a ship/character + number prompt or a symbol for a headcanon, I'm still doing those too.

In These Deep City Lights

Word count: 1274 words. Content Notes: Eh. Ambiguous relationship. Characters: Rufus Shinra and Reeve Tuesti. Summary: Reeve finds Rufus looking over one of the Midgar models.

Most people who wanted to look at a model of Midgar went to Memorial Hall on the 60th floor.  It was, after all, the most impressive of the models of Midgar, with the oversized Shinra Tower in the middle and the model reactors that flared on schedule for their secondary burn process.  But it wasn't Reeve's favorite of the models.  That honor went to the one on 34.  She was a smaller model, and her reactors didn't have the fancy show mechanics that the 60th floor did, but her pieces were moveable.  In the middle of the night, he usually had the model to himself.

That was precisely why seeing someone standing in the room surprised him.  They hadn't turned on the overhead lights, and instead, they appeared to be inspecting the model purely in the light from the city itself, pouring in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Reeve had done that himself more times than he cared to count, and he watched the figure through the frosted glass that separated the model from the rest of the office for a few minutes before he finally went to the door.

He opened it to find Rufus leaning over the model, fingers sliding across the tops of the buildings in Upper Eight.  Reeve noticed immediately that several of the buildings were missing, and he spotted them arranged on the table to the side of the model nearest the windows.  It took him a moment, but his eyes widened as he realized that they were laid out almost identically to the last proposal for Sector Six that he'd sent the President.

He cleared his throat, but Rufus didn't jump.  He didn't even look up.  He simply made a low sound and moved another building from Sector Eight to the mocked-up representation of Six.  He studied it for another moment, and then he finally looked over at Reeve.

"Vice President," Reeve said, and he took another step into the room, letting the door shut behind him.  Under the weight of those blue eyes, that felt like a mistake.

"Reeve," Rufus murmured, and he looked back at his collection of buildings.

"I wasn't aware that you came down here," Reeve finally said, breaking the silence.  He crossed the room and picked up one of the buildings, turning it over between his fingers.

He watched as Rufus studied the model, eyes intent and focused, as though he could simply will Midgar into existence— compliance— with his gaze alone.  He spoke after a few minutes, voice measured and even, "Only when I need to see one of your proposals."

Reeve set the building he'd picked up back down where it went in Sector Four.  He supposed it made sense that Rufus would review the proposal— he was the Vice President, and despite the President's attempts to keep the position as something in name only, Rufus had done his damnedest to carve out some degree of control— but he was surprised by how seriously Rufus was taking it.

Especially when they both knew that the President himself would never approve the expenditure to rebuild Six.  There had been one chance to build Six, and when it collapsed during construction, it had taken all possibility of Midgar ever being completed with it.

"Is there anything you had concerns about?" Reeve asked instead.

Rufus straightened up, and he brushed his hair back from his face with a careless motion as he met Reeve's gaze.  "You've spent a lot of time on this one," he said instead of answering Reeve's question.

Or maybe it was the answer to Reeve's question.  He wasn't sure.

He couldn't look away from Rufus though.

"Clearly," Reeve replied, his voice low as he nodded toward the mock-up, "so have you."

A small smile touched the corner of Rufus' mouth, and he stepped in closer to Reeve, far closer than he had to in order to pick up the factory model from Four that Reeve still had his fingers on. Reeve pulled his hand back, yielding the piece to him, and Rufus' smile widened, eyes gleaming in the relative darkness of the room.  "I admire that dedication."  He turned the factory over in his hand, and then he held it up between their faces.  "You've skewed the sector too heavily to production, however."

Reeve's lips parted, and he reached up to take the factory from Rufus.  "My proposal—"

"Is bait," Rufus finished for him, raising an eyebrow.  Then he waved a hand toward the mock-up just beside him, turning to look at it once more.  "You skewed it toward things that make money because you know exactly what would catch the President's attention."

"It didn't work," Reeve pointed out after a second.  "Your father won't authorize the construction."

"My father will not be the one to complete my city."  There was a steel in Rufus' voice that caught Reeve's attention, and he smiled faintly at that possessive tone.  He set the factory back down in Four where it went once more.

"Your city?" he asked, and Rufus' eyes cut over to him, impossibly blue given how little light was actually in the room.

Rufus tilted his head slightly.  "Do you think otherwise?"

"No, of course not, sir,"  Reeve said immediately, dropping his gaze to the mock-up of Six that Rufus was still facing.

Rufus studied him for a long, quiet moment.  "You're supposed to say 'yes.'"

Reeve looked up at him sharply, watching the way the smile on Rufus' face looked a little less practiced, a little more real.  He hesitated, replaying what he'd said, and his eyes closed briefly as a faint laugh escaped him.  "You're right," he said softly.  "My duty is to serve the President's vision."

"Indeed," Rufus murmured.  Then he motioned toward the layout for Sector Six.  "Redo the proposal.  Focus on housing this time."

Reeve hesitated.  "You know that will never—"

"The President's vision will change eventually."

Reeve’s breath caught in his throat briefly.  On the surface, that was an innocuous enough statement, but standing in that room, awash in the glow of Midgar herself, with the way Rufus was looking at him...

Rufus wasn't just the Vice President, after all.  One day—

Rufus' hand closed on Reeve's tie— red tie, Shinra red because that's what the President gifted him every year for Yule — and he adjusted it carefully.�� When his fingers smoothed over the silk, the touch was soft, gentle.

Reeve wasn't sure how long they stood there, watching one another, Midgar the only silent witness to the moment between them.  Then Reeve nodded slowly.

"I'll redo the proposal," he said softly, and there was no mistaking the momentary triumph that lit Rufus' eyes.

"Good.  I'll review it personally once it's finished."  Rufus' hand dropped away from Reeve's tie then.  "For now, go home."  He didn't wait to see if Reeve did as instructed.  Instead, he turned to look out at the city in the darkness.

Reeve wasn't sure he'd ever been dismissed from one of his own floors in the Tower.  He glanced past Rufus, toward the model parts scattered across the table, but before he could ask the question, Rufus waved a hand.

"I'll clean up before I leave."

Reeve nodded.  "Very well," he said and he lingered for only a heartbeat more before he turned and left.  When the door shut behind him, Reeve glanced back, watching the way Rufus was silhouetted in the lights, figure blurry in the frosted glass that separated the model room from the rest of the office.

He wasn't sure he'd ever been dismissed from one of his own floors in the Tower, but he supposed if anyone could do it, it was Rufus Shinra.

One day, the man would rule the world.

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