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  • darker-than-life
    31.10.2021 - 1 mont ago

    previously @engineershands

    “You don’t get paid. You don’t get praised. Yet, you still risk your lives and continue on your journey. Seeing that makes me…”

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    “It just makes me think about my life. I don’t think I’d feel too good if things ended the way they are now.”

    Reeve Tuesti, as written by traxits.

    // Please give this a like if you want to start a roleplay with Reeve! Crossovers welcome; we can hash out the details via ask or IM.

    #ff7 rp#starters#open starter#reeve tuesti #v; Reeve; hope here needs a humble hand; in the Shinra manor #v; Reeve; to frustrate and dismantle apathy; pregame generic #v; Reeve; built on bricks of carelessness and crumbs; BC CC specific #v; Reeve; complacent hearts collapse in stride; during OG #v; Reeve; check my vital signs so I know I’m still alive; post OG generic #v; Reeve; through the ashes of another life; dirge of cerberus specific #v; Reeve; slow dancing in a burning room; (Reeve x Scarlet) #v; Reeve; my asylum is in your arms; (Reeve x Tseng) #v; Reeve; nobody's going to come and save you; (Reeve x Rufus) #v; Reeve; drown in that martini; (Reeve x Reno) #v; Reeve; you and I burn on; (Reeve x Rude) #rp promo
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  • darker-than-life
    31.10.2021 - 1 mont ago

    previously @lockhart1stclass

    “They’ll have to take my hands before they disarm me.”

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    Tifa Lockhart, SOLDIER 1st Class, as written by traxits.

    // Please give this a like if you want to start a roleplay with Tifa! Crossovers welcome; we can hash out the details via ask or IM.

    #ff7 rp#soldier tifa#tifa lockhart#starters#open starter#outofcharacter #v; Tifa; just gonna get my feet wet (until I drown); pregame generic #v; Tifa; climbing up on this railing while trying not to look down; BC CC specific #v; Tifa; there is no grave that can hold my body down; during OG #v; Tifa; words in my head and knives in my heart; post OG generic #v; Tifa; maybe you were the ocean when I was just a stone; (Tifa x Cloud) #v; Tifa; everyone i know goes away in the end; (Tifa x Zack) #v; Tifa; my heart is bloody and I can't take it anymore; (Tifa x Sephiroth) #v; Tifa; kiss me now and catch your death; (Tifa x Tseng) #rp promo
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  • darker-than-life
    31.10.2021 - 1 mont ago

    previously @underplater

    “There have been hard times being a Turk, but all in all, I’m glad I did it.”

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    “I even got to meet a bunch of wing nuts like you.”

    Reno Sinclair, as written by traxits.

    // Please give this a like if you want to start a roleplay with Reno! Crossovers welcome; we can hash out the details via ask or IM.

    #starters#ff7 rp#open starter#reno #reno of the turks #outofcharacter #v; Reno; as the day lights up with fire; slum kid #v; Reno; take off your skin in the cannibal glow; pregame generic #v; Reno; take that glass and drown in that martini; BC CC specific #v; Reno; lather the blood on your hands; during OG #v; Reno; standing in the ashes of bridges I have burned; post OG generic #v; Reno; silence and motion; (Reno x Rude) #v; Reno; people are saying you have been playing my heart; (Reno x Tseng) #v; Reno; i can't fall for you can't give my all to you; (Reno x Rufus) #v; Reno; wrapped up in lies and foolish jewels; (Reno x Reeve) #rp promo
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  • tangassassin
    20.10.2021 - 1 mont ago

    @elenatherookie​ | Recruitment | From here

    It was another day of listening to Reno complain about Rude being too quiet, everything being too quiet, his helicopter needing new parts, how come he never got a raise? He totally deserved a raise!

    Tseng had retreated to his office stating that if Reno joined him, he’d make him fill out paperwork. Reno thankfully, did not join him. He was certain he’d heard Rude snicker from his own desk however before suggesting having a sparring match to Reno.

    It had been blessedly quiet for a few minutes before Tseng lifted his head from his hands to start on the mountain of paper work sitting on his desk. A few files later and he paused, tilting his head at his closed door before squinting at it as if he were trying to see through the thick wood.

    “Come in if your coming, or go away, I’ve paperwork to do.” He called out, it wouldn’t matter if it were a bit rude of him, anyone higher rank than himself would have just barged in the door without even knocking... except for Reeve, Reeve always knocked first.

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  • tangassassin
    30.09.2021 - 2 monts ago

    @elenatherookie​ | Recruitment | From here

    Tseng could hear them both just fine, he gave the flustered barmaid a wink before turning to Elena with a genuine smile. “You’ll never make money that way, I can pay so don’t worry about it.”

    He left enough gil on the counter to cover his drink and the drinks for the men who had just been asked to leave. He also left his card. Tseng Head of Administrative Research XXX-XXXX

    “We could use more people like you. If you’re interested come by my office between 11 and 2. I’ll explain more to you.” He leaned in a little and whispered, “It’s not as bad as you think, but probably worse than the rumors.”

    With that he turned on his heel and left the bar. He knew who she was, her father’s treatment of both his daughters, Gun had complained several times and wanted something better for her younger sister. He hated making the offer of joining ShinRa when it had sunk so low, but... it would be nice to have more family around again. Tweedledee and Tweedledum were getting on his nerves.

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  • holyguardian
    14.08.2021 - 3 monts ago
    #seraphicwept#answered#Tseng #Swung back to these #after some FFXV #but also what are characters #Anyone who can rp Tseng my hat goes off to you
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  • tangassassin
    01.08.2021 - 4 monts ago

    @elenatherookie | Recruitment | From here

    A brow lifted as she took the fork from his table and headed off to the obnoxious louts they had each noted before.

    She was perfectly polite, so the sudden violence took him a little by surprise. Tseng had expected the fork to pose some sort of threat to the men, maybe apply a bit of pressure and see how they react. However, she just jammed it into the man, and threatened more. He liked her style.

    As the men paid and left he hid a smile in his drink. Yes, she could be a good addition to his ‘pack’. First however, he wanted to finish his drink.

    He took his time, slowly letting the alcohol seep through him and relax him. When his drink was finished he moved over to pay.

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  • elenatherookie
    05.06.2021 - 6 monts ago

    Hey its me again, my Elena muse is underplayed as hell.

    Yes I'm always dreaming to find someone to rp tselena, but I know this community ships Tseng with other charas and I don't mind at all.

    I would also love to explore her with rufus or rude together just give her some plays I would mean a lot to me.

    So If you're a tseng/rufus or rude player and you don't mind if English is not my first language just message me I'm always open for any plot and any time line and I don't mind if you can't play everyday, as long as there is open communication I'm not pushy at all ❤️

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  • crimscngeneral
    20.02.2021 - 9 monts ago

    Tag Dump

    #『  OOC // Mun 』 #『 OOC // Promo 』 #『 OOC // Meme 』 #『 OOC // Tag Games 』 #『 IC // RP 』 #『 IC // Aesthetic 』 #『 IC // Open Starter 』 #『 IC // Closed Starter 』 #『 OOC // Starter Call 』 #『 IC // Musing 』 #『 IC // The SOLDIER 』 #『 IC // The Turk 』 #『 Bonds // Angeal 』 #『 Bonds // Sephiroth 』 #『 Bonds // Zack 』 #『 Bonds // Tseng 』 #『 Bonds // Veld 』 #『 Bonds // Reno 』 #『 Act I - Crisis Core 』 #『 Act II - FF7 』 #『 Act III - Post - DoC 』 #『 Act IV - Other 』
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  • getvalentined
    11.02.2021 - 9 monts ago

    A friend asked what my new tumblr icon was from and I realized I never posted this here. I didn’t post the updated version anywhere, actually, but I didn’t even post the rough here.

    Like Tseng, I owe no explanation for this pairing.

    #tseng#grimoire valentine#FF7 #final fantasy 7 #FF7R#grimtseng #okay actually the explanation is #this is from a postcanon AU RP #tseng has a type #reeve is taken #grim was recently deposited in #from an alternate timeline #tseng had no chance #tbh #this grim is 44 #tseng is 38 at this point #they're good for each other #this pairing doesn't exist #outside this AU #and it CAN'T #but here we are! #ship ship ship #art tag
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  • shttrdstars
    18.12.2020 - 11 monts ago
    @inanisvitae | plotted starter.

    His whole body hurt, though it was nothing new to Tseng as it’d quickly become the new normal for him in the past few weeks? Months? He wasn’t sure anymore, it was incredibly difficult to keep track of time given how erratic a scientist’s schedule was and Hojo’s checked all the boxes in the category. Ate at odd times, barely slept, was always working on some project when he wasn’t focusing on Tseng, and he rarely left the lab, just vanish into some other part of it; all of which made it difficult to track the passage of time.

    The pain that Tseng was feeling told him that he’d been forced to change as it was Hojo’s favorite pass time, to observe the changes. The last thing he really remembered was being strapped in place and that awful needle full of a substance he assumed was Mako being pushed into his arm, the pain had quickly followed and that’s all he could recall. It was after a few seconds of laying still as the rest of his senses returned that it registered to Tseng that the ground beneath him felt different along with the smells. It wasn’t the purely antiseptic smell of the lab, there was dirt, oil and like something was burning mixed in. He was also pretty certain there was a rock pressing uncomfortably against his hipbone.

    His limbs felt heavy as he forced himself up on his elbows, his out of control long hair spilled over his shoulders and pooled on the floor. Vaguely he thought it looked like liquid ebony before promptly thinking that his brain must’ve gotten scrambled worse than usual if he was trying to be artistic about his own hair. It’s when he heard someone say his name that he froze, he felt a prickle of fear shoot through him as his metaphorical hackles rose and sharply turned his head towards the source, through the black curtain of hair his eyes glowed eerily still from whatever it was Hojo had done to him before it died back down to warm brown at the sight of the tall figure.

              “....S-Seph?” He winced at how awful he sounded while pushing himself up further so his weight was mostly on his hands. Tseng knew that it was from the screaming he had most likely done. Still, he had to be hallucinating or something if he was indeed seeing Sephiroth a few feet from him. “Is that...really you?”

    #inanisvitae #guilt-ridden leader  »  tseng / ic. #verse tbt. #needle mention tw #human experimentation tw #abuse mention tw #hmm I think that's it? lemme know if I need to tag something else #I tend to be terrible at tagging #when it comes to rp posts
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  • elenatherookie
    04.12.2020 - 1 year ago

    My brain likes the AU idea too much where Tseng is the lord of a country in wutai and Elena is still a Turk.

    Someone interested in rp?

    #srsly i need more tselena in my life #elena of the turks #ff7turks#tselena #tseng of the turks #ff7 rp#ff7 roleplay
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  • elenatherookie
    19.10.2020 - 1 year ago

    I realized I forgot to share my new arts. This is Tseng from our midgar/ghost of tsushima au. Tseng is a young lord which father passed away and he is not sure who he can trust so he convinces Elena to work for him instead for shinra because he heard that she is a really good Assassine. So scary, that the people in wutai call her rasetsu-nyo(demon with pretty face)

    #ff7 #elena of the turks #ff7 fanart #ff7 the turks #tseng of the turks #ff7 rp
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  • day-dreamerx
    22.09.2020 - 1 year ago

    Looking for a roleplay Partner for Final Fantasy

    Specifically Final Fantasy Vii or XV ( open to Xiii but I'm fairly new to that one )

    Looking more so for canons, I can play some canons and OC's. I'm semi lit to Literate ( can do Novella but it takes me longer )

    Final fantasy roleplay blogs feel free to reblog this as if theirs interest I'll make a roleplaying blog with my muses.

    If your interested leave a like or message me. Thank you ❤️

    #ffvii tseng #final fantasy vii #tseng #final fantasy xv #final fantasy #final fantasy xiii #ffvii#ffxiii#ffxv#ffrp#ffvii rp#ff rp #ff xiii rp #ffxiii rp#ffxv roleplay
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  • clandestine-shadow
    05.08.2020 - 1 year ago

    The start of something shady.

    I’ve been requested by R&D to begin keeping memos. Something about it being positive for moral. Either way, welcome to the Turks. Feel free to ask questions, make requests or otherwise.

    #clandestine shadow#tseng #tseng of the turks #tseng rp #welcome to the new blog everyone! #final fantasy vii #ffvii #final fantasy vii rp
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  • elenatherookie
    04.08.2020 - 1 year ago

    They turned you into a weapon

    And told you to find peace.

    About Tseng and Elena

    #elena of the turks #ff7#ff7turks #ff7 the turks #tselena#ff7 rp #tseng of the turks #ff7 roleplay
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  • lifedxbt
    14.07.2020 - 1 year ago

    Most days he rises with the sun, pulling himself from his slumber as the rays of light touched the cold dead steel of Midgar, robbing them of any comforting warmth. His bed promises further luxury if he only gives in and returned to the thick blankets. Always an annoying urge, he has walked this routine for most of his life and yet it never ebbs. He's never been a morning person. So he makes his bed and silences its incessant suggestions. He has better things to do than sleep.

    A shower, next, a different form of comfort as the heat, too hot, burns away the tightness in his shoulders. He always does what he can to not go to bed dirty but sometimes his mornings find him with lingering blood in his hair. At least his insistence on gloves keeps it from beneath his nails. Wet through, his hair sits as long as his tailbone, touching the scars there. Sometimes he thinks about getting it trimmed. He won't.

    His towel is plush and soft and perhaps far too gentle for a body torn asunder by war. He considers it a prize for his survival. All of his luxuries are prizes like that.

    The mirror is fogged with steam but he does not need it yet. He secures his towel around his waste even though there is no need for modesty in his quiet apartment. He dries his hair with the heat of his blowdryer before walking to the kitchen.

    He brews his coffee and makes a small breakfast - it differs day to day but usually, it's something sweet. It's not a lot, he doesn't have the time to make something big and didn't have the time to eat it. He'll get something at work.

    The coffee doesn't help chase away the tired ache anymore, he just knows he'll feel worse without it. His mind wanders to the packet of cigarettes waiting on his bedside, but he doesn't indulge the thought. He checks his phone in case his presence had been needed in those few hours he was not contactable.

    He dresses, layer by layer. His suit is his armour, his life is still war. It hides the gun he strapped to his ankle and the knives he feels so naked without. His jacket waits, he'll put it on last. The mirror has cleared by now and he can hide the bruised looking skin beneath his eyes with the stroke of gentle brushes. It used to take so much longer to conceal and correct his features, to deepen the intensity of his eyes - it's muscle memory now. Unthinking and habitual, as is most of his morning routine. Though, when he applies those black ashes of his tilaka he takes a second to dwell on why. The only piece of home he still indulges. Does he have the right to call it home? Perhaps not, but he will continue to do so in his own private thoughts, hidden even from his own conscious mind.

    He finally feels himself as he does his hair. It sits straight already but he can't allow it any measure of freedom so he reshapes it how he needs it. He combs it back and with the heat of his straightener and a minimal amount of product, he ensures it will behave.

    His shoes then, and then finally his jacket. There is no point in his day when he is not a Turk, when he is truly off duty - but the final addition of his uniform settles him into that necessary mindset. And he makes his way to work.

    #[Drabble] #have a glimpse into Tseng's life #also a glimpse into how i like to write outside of rp i guess
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  • greatxgospel
    03.06.2020 - 1 year ago
    @dxgmygrxve​ said: Pushes over Tseng, who currently has a flower in his hair.

    Aerith couldn’t help but chuckle PROUDLY when she saw Tseng with a flower in his hair. She had never thought she would see him like this someday, but she was glad. Actually, he really should learn to have fun; he was too serious most of the time, and it almost made her feel sad for him.

    “You know, it suits you.” She assured, keeping a playful smile on her features before she quickly pressed her lips against Tseng’s cheek. “To thank you. For making me laugh today.” She explained, chuckling a bit once again. 

    FIRST FIVE ASKS GET A KISS (2/5)
    #it was for that meme right ? :P #otherwise tseng still got a smooch LOL #rp#dxgmygrxve #v: the planets crisis
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  • silentwutai
    26.04.2020 - 1 year ago

    @elenatherookie, Cont. from here:

    At the mention of the Temple of the Ancients, Tseng looked away with a soft sigh. He felt terrible for making Elena deal with that. Sure, it was he who almost died, but Elena had been the one with his blood on her hands. She'd taken care of him, if not directly. The fact that she had been there, even if not in the room, meant the world.

    While she was right that he was meant to be at home, resting, there wasn't an opportunity to do so. Work had to be done, and Tseng felt that he was the only one who could do it.

    "Elena, please, no need to worry. Don't worry about anything. That's my job." He set a firm hand on her shoulder; maybe it was too firm, but he didn't mean for it to be rough. He meant for it to be comforting, but being a fairly cold person, he felt that his gesture didn't seem as it was supposed to. "I enjoy hearing your voice. I only have a problem with your talking when you divulge confidential information to our opposition."

    "I can handle it from here, thank you."

    Tseng held out her briefcase with a chuckle. Her attitude was, to him, hilarious. Very spunky and independant, and very much a reflection of her days at the academy and of her fast rise from cadet to fully-fledged Turk.

    He held her briefcase out in silence, fondling his keys in his left hand, as she fumbled to climb into her car. It was a Friday, and he was more than eager to get home, although he very much enjoyed watching her squirm while in his presence. She always had, and he wasn't sure if she'd ever adjust. Not to say that he was entirely unaware of her attraction to him.

    "Well, Elena. Drive safe." He nodded to her, then turned on his heel and begun to walk away, stopping himself after a few steps. Maybe he could have fun with this. After all, he had two days to himself over the weekend, a rare occurence in itself. Slowly, he turned back to her and crossed his arms over his chest, serious as ever.

    "... Elena, would you like to join me for dinner?" He could swear that he saw panic in her eyes, and he very nearly felt her heart stop. She looked like a deer in headlights. Maybe he felt bad, sure, but he loved to tease her. "Short notice, I know. But consider it a celebration of a good working week."

    #elenatherookie#silentwutai #tseng of the turks #elena of the turks #continued rp #sorry its so long and took so long to write
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  • silentwutai
    16.04.2020 - 1 year ago

    Closed starter for @elenatherookie .

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    Another long, busy, godlessly boring day had passed. The sun had almost set, and when he had stepped outside after work, Tseng found that a cool breeze had blown in, much to his surprised. Midgar, being heavy in air pollution, usually had a musty humidity to it, no matter the season. However, it seemed that the wind was blowing just right, and had brought a pleasant sea breeze in.

    Pulling his keys from his pocket and adjusting his grip on his briefcase, he made his way to the carpark, more than ready to go home and eat dinner. He hadn't had the leisure of a lunch break, so he was more than starving. Just as he unlocked his car, a flash of blonde appeared in his peripheral vision. Turning, he raised an eyebrow at Elena, who was clumsily trying to open her car door. Quietly, he walked over to her and held out a hand.

    "Elena, give me your briefcase. I'll hold it for you, so you can get in your car."

    #elenatherookie#silentwutai#closed starter #tseng of the turks #elena of the turks #rp#ffvii#ohoho #sorry this took so long to write!
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