Tseng of the Turks

Tseng of the Turks. #FinalFantasyVII #FinalFantasyviiRemake #fanart

“𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑'𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑦”

Happy belated Solstice, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
#genesisrhapsodos #sephiroth #FF7 #FinalFantasyVII

" 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞."

" 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 "

{These are commissioned by me and drawn by @asheanon.bsky.social }
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"You learn a lot accompanying witchers..."

⚔️ Gunnar Reese
⚔️ The Witcher OC
⚔️ Not a witcher
⚔️ Non-lewd
⚔️ 21+ writer
⚔️ MVRP
⚔️ Writer Tag: #HollowStrife

"You felt pity for me...

I don't like it...

But...

I understand..."

+ The Turk waited for the other before chugging his drink. A warm smile on his usually serious face. “Let's eat.”

Those hawk eyes would also notice another thing. Ravus was careful with his movements in a way that was only typical for those injured in a fight.

“Are you wounded?”

+ The bowls of food were quickly served, and once he sat, Tseng's eyes looked straight into those violet pools. The tone of his voice deep and resonant, he raised a toast. “If steel must sleep in silence, let the heart remain awake. Cheers!”

+

The Turk missed neither of Ravus’ reactions. Even the barely noticeable ones. And what had once been a vague feeling of uncertainty, was now a proven perception of want.

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ᴏꜰ ᴀᴠᴀʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴀɴᴛ

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅɪᴇ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴏꜰ ʙᴀʀʀᴇᴛ ᴡᴀʟʟᴀᴄᴇ, 18+, ᴍᴅɴɪ

ᴘᴇɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ: #ᎠմąӀìʂէìçⱮօօղ

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Eve Crescent. ☽
{ an original character for FINAL FANTASY VII RP }
the damned soldier first class
sister of a doomed man
daughter of a calamity.
[ TERMINATING CONNECTION IN 7 . . . ]

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Of Motherhood and Frying Pans An Indie Portrayal of Elmyra Gainsborough

ᴏꜰ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʀʏɪɴɢ ᴘᴀɴꜱ

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅɪᴇ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴏꜰ ᴇʟᴍʏʀᴀ ɢᴀɪɴꜱʙᴏʀᴏɢʜ, 18+, ᴍᴅɴɪ, ɴᴏɴ ʟᴇᴡᴅ

ᴘᴇɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ: #ᎠմąӀìʂէìçⱮօօղ

ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴘᴏꜱᴛ

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+ Once that was done, Tseng pulled two stools beside the marble kitchen desk and poured the drinks. “Come join me in crime then,” he offered a handsome smile to the blonde.

+ O! Did Tseng forget to withdraw his hand from that prosthetic arm? Of course he did. “Oh yes, dinner.” He shook his head slightly. Realising the close distance between them, the brunette quickly went to toss some rice and vegetables into the rice cooker. +

+ his dark eyes followed his touch.

Tseng missed the cooking comments entirely, but the last couple of words caught his attention. His hand halted, and he looked at Ravus. “Ardyn? I know that one. He took my own trust issues to an entirely different level.” +

+ of their mind.” He took a step closer to appreciate the piece of art. “That's actually… hmm… do you want to hear the truth?” The Turk removed his gloves and let his bare hand worship the ornamented steel. Slow and smooth. “That's a masterpiece... a true fetish even,” he whispered as +

‘A company I enjoy.’ The Director mentally underlined that too. Actually, properly highlighting it. At the next remark, Tseng's eyes widened, and he couldn't stop himself from saying exactly what was on his mind. “The prosthetic arm? Are there people not liking it? They might have gone out +

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𝕷𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖆𝖌𝖆 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖍 𝕮𝖔𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓. 𝕾𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖛𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝕲𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖆𝖌𝖆 𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖋 𝖊𝖋𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖙, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖕 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊. 𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖞, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖐𝖓𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖇𝖔𝖙𝖍 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖇𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕 𝖘𝖚𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔 𝖆𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖚𝖗.

"Ah, ignore me." A dismissive wave of the hand while Tseng secretly continued to record Vincent's actions on his phone.

He then discretely murmured into the hidden mic in his collar. "The ex Turk is devoted to some witchery craft. Confirmed!"

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘎𝘖𝘋𝘋𝘈𝘔𝘕 𝘚𝘠𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘔! 𝘊𝘏𝘙𝘐𝘚𝘛!"

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// Question. Is X still broken?

“Wake up! Daddy’s home!”

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L.* X-twatter is very broken. 👀

+ wondering how to put it. “It's just that I'm not used to people touching me.” The Director grinned awkwardly.

“But friends are fine,” he nodded. “Listen, I got lost in translation a bit. What was the purpose of your visit?”

Forgive him, for he had genuinely lost the thread here.

The Director sat next to Nider while quickly dialling his secretary. His gaze remained pinned on the man (just for confirmation).

“Would you like anything to drink?” He asked calmly. “To your statement, it's okay. You can touch me. I don't bite. It's just that…” Tseng hesitated for a second, +

// I completely get you, babe. I myself am walking in hell these days.

"They say you can't go home again. I hope to prove them wrong."

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"Maybe you should introduce me to your job one day. I'm suffocating with mine."

+ A dismissive wave with the hand before he nodded towards the sofa.

“Please be my guest,” the Turk let out a small hum before continuing. “What did you... 'invoke'? You didn’t finish your sentence. Come sit down, I'll answer your question.”