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1, 2, 6, 8! for mr strifey!

OH YEAH DADD-/JJJ

"Why do you like or dislike this character?" + 2. "Favorite canon thing about this character?" - Cloud Strife from Final Fantasy 7

because he's Cloud Strife. thanks for coming to my tedtalk/J

ANYWAYS i'm putting these two questions together with one answer considering that they're kinda the same thing

whenever it comes to this(/ese) question(s) for Cloud i'm just??? Not able to form a proper answer??? My answer just goes all over the place

let's start off with the fact that he fits into the delinquent trope, at least, in my eyes he does with how much retaliates(i.e Sephiroth + Shinra), BUT he does it for the right reasons ofc.

second things second....have I ever said that I'm a suckass for duality in a character? Queue in how Cloud wants to achieve a persona on the outside but is unable to contain that soft babyness within. Fucking loser I love him to death for that. AND NOT TO MENTION how he also struggles with fitting into that masculine standard and acts coldly just to make himself seem "cool", and each time I remember that bit of him I just go "he struggles with achieving being that man ppl expect him to be meanwhile my bitchass struggles with accepting my own femininity in fear that I'd get stereotyped/seen as vulnerable and weak" and it's just straight up "he's my fuckin (fictional)soulmate and god knows it"

AND NOW FOR PHYSICAL APPEARANCE CUZ IM THAT MUCH OF A SLUT OKAY.

"blonde hair and blue eyes is an overrated beauty standard" *fawning over Cloud fawning over Cloud fawning over Clou-*jokes aside technically I still think it's true like cmon now everyone is beautiful stfu with your standards

no cuz the fact that Cloud is canonically teased about looking like a big bird(chocobo) bc of his golden spikes is just....... square enix wants me fuckin dead ok

and no.

don't get me started on those....blue sky....crystal-like...orbs for eyes....that fuckers could stare into my soul....I'd allow him...and this is coming from someone whom is eye contact-shy...

hhmnmnhbbhbnbmnhhbmbnjbhbnmnbhbnmbhbnmbhbnmHBNMNBNHBNMNHN-

oh and he has some great arms too wow my good sir put me in a headlo-

6. "What's something you have in common with this character?" - Cloud Strife from Final Fantasy 7

let's begin with the fact that we both have been outcasted at kiddos, yeah?

Cloud hadn't been able to be accepted by Tifa's friend group, meanwhile I hadn't been able to be accepted by other kids due to my...heritage thanks to the fact that I spoke and looked different among of middle eastern group of kids

so....you can add the fact that we were both considered "weirdos" as kids to the list omg true love/s

not to mention how this both led us to being bitter? Yes I'd be lying if I said I didn't have anger issues(still do) and fought with my older brother's friends(but we're cool now). Same case with Cloud since he always put himself into fights with other kids, and eventually both of us just wanted to do smtg to be noticed/admired by someone too

Reverting back to how I explained elements of his personality that I like, which are. basically the the reasons why I love him in the first place along with other elements ofc-

so I can easily relate to his delinquency, being as I myself am a bit rebellious given the circumstance I am in irl. I disagree a lot with people around mecoughcoughfamilycoughcough I also use rebellion as like...ig a self defense mechanism to put it, which ties into how im unable to accept my own feminine urges bc like said, it's somewhat of a fear bc I dislike being categorized into the gender norm stereotype

Second is with his duality. Now this....is both a pos/ and neg/ context depending on what I'm referring to

for pos, or...neutral ig? I actually don't know how to explain what my personality is, let alone if I'd be considered an introvert. Now, I can't and genuinely don't know how to make friends anymore due to lack of emotional attachment, hence this leads to communicational loss and such, but then when I do become comfy with someone somehow that triggers into me socializing..? Like. to the point where I'm rambling and hell even overtalking

but this is just an example of many that's making me question what my personality is bc then there's times where I'm a douche but then comes the part where I feel really bad that I apologies too much

now...for the neg part

this part ties into my unfortunate hypocrisy, I honestly don't know how to control it. I don't mean hurt anyone, I have no intentions of it. But then when I get forced into scenarios just...where im afraid to actually speak up so...lying is my only gateway

yeah I'm sorry. I won't be going into a venting tizzy I prommie

8. "What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?" - Cloud Strife from Final Fantasy 7

....sigh.

okay look. YES I do get jealous when it comes to Cloud's relationship with the ladies.....but if you start misinterpreting/lying about his relationship with them then imma slap a bitch okay

no. Cloud does not hate Aerith and he doesn't want her dead either clearly you don't know what emotional attachment is let alone connection to someone special to you. Have you also forgotten how much Cloud had beaten himself over and over at how he hadn't saved her? Yeah I don't think someone with this much affection to a loved one would feel that fucked up over the fact that they died and they could've done anything to save them

no. Cloud didn't/doesn't hate Tifa for they way he was treated when they were younger. Like said I relate to what happened in our childhoods, and albeit some kids grow up to continue being a pain in the ass to ppl but some grow up to be friends later on, same case with me and my brother's friends. This ain't about me ofc tho but Tifa later on finds out what Cloud went through just to get her to notice him when they were younger, pair that with the trauma of the nibelheim incident and that just made them infinitely closer

I would like to add: no. Cloud sure as fuck DOES NOT think he's Zack. I would imagine he knew who Zack's parents were let alone would've recognized Aerith the moment he saw her. But did he? No, no he fuckin did not.

but anyways mmmm Clooudf Strriofenmnmnm<33333

#✰cosmo ask #Cloud Strife #Final Fantasy vii #ff7

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shoebillstork · 1 year

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Have you heard kf Clous Strife

#askbox #unsettling #how do i even tag this #ask to tag

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up-sideand-down · 2 years

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My fill for the gaia santa exchange this year for ForestTrespass

Summary: A terroristic threat in Gold Saucer get a Soldier mission canceled. Fake dating seems to be the right way to go undercover here...but Sephiroth isn't sure he can hide the fact he actually likes his "partner" that well

#my writing #gaiasanta 2021 #sefikura #sephiroth #clous strife #zack fair #fake dating

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holdin-out-for-a-hero · 4 years

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Premonition- Zack Fair X F!Reader

Summary: you come to Zack after a nightmare, or was it a premonition?

A/N: Ch.11 of Creep will be out soon! Sorry it‘a even later than I said it would be! Anyways, have some Zack content. Who doesn’t love Zack?

You could not believe you were doing this. You were a second-class soldier for Pete’s sake! Almost first class, actually; capable of fighting off armies, let alone handling yourself. Yet here you were, standing outside of your best friend's door because you had a nightmare.

Zack Fair... you had to see him. You had to make sure he was ok, that he was safe. But you weren’t going to tell him that. You didn’t know what you were going to tell him. There was no good response for why you were at his door at 2:30 am. You cringed, why couldn't this wait till morning?

But you knew it couldn't; you had to see him now. So you built up the courage to knock. You took a deep breath, shut your eyes tight, and gave a quick and gentle knock.

As soon as your knuckles tapped the door, you regretted it. The seconds slipped by terribly slow; your breath was caught in your throat as you listened for any sounds on the other side of the door, nothing. Did he even hear it? This was so embarrassing, you thought. And even though you had to see him, you didn't think you had the courage to knock again.

The door swung open, revealing a disheveled Zack Fair. He wore only a pair of sweatpants, and his hair was even messier than usual. He blinked a few times, eyes adjusting to the darkness as he set his gaze on you.

"Y/N?" He asked, his voice gravely. You stared for a moment. There he was, your best friend and crush perfectly healthy and safe. And cute, he looked really cute. His brows furrowed when he didn't get a response from you,"what's up?"

And now was the time you'd have to admit you had a nightmare, that you were scared.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have woken you. It's just..." and there he was, looking at you with those big puppy dog eyes. You nearly lost your words, "I, uh... I had a nightmare. I'm still a little spooked, I guess."

His gaze softened (not that it was ever harsh to begin with) and he smiled.

"Why didn't you just tell me that? Come on in!" He said, a little too loudly for the middle of the night. You shushed him gently, and his eyes widened when he realized, “Sorry..."

He opened the door further, leaning his back against it as he led you inside. And then walked he over to his bed, sitting down and patting a spot on the mattress. You sat down next to him.

"So... do you wanna talk about it?" He asked.

"No," you replied a little too quickly, causing him to look over in confusion, "don't want to speak things into existence."

"I get it."

There was an awkward pause between the two of you, Zack letting out a large yawn while you regretted ever knocking on the door. This was a mistake; you should've just gotten over your bad feelings and went back to bed.

"So, you uh... want me to turn on a light or something? Would that help?" he finally asked.

"I'm not afraid of the dark, Zack," you laughed softly, the sound of your words slowly dying into nothing. You felt the urge to end the silence again, to keep this situation from getting any more awkward than it already was, "I just... didn't want to be alone is all."

"So you wanna spend the night?"

"if that's ok with you."

"Of course its fine with me! You don't even have to ask that." he replied, throwing an arm around your shoulder, "But do you think you can sleep again? Angeal wants us up at six and I need my beauty sleep. You don't think this face just comes naturally, do you?"

"Zack..." you laughed, which caused him to flash a charming smile as he waited for you to reply, "Let’s get some sleep.”

He jumped up from the bed, and out of shock, you did too. Then he made his way to the side of the mattress, picking up the corners of the sheets and blankets as he curled back up into bed. You watched as he did, still not completely sure what he meant by sleepover. Did he want you to sleep on the floor or the bed?

"Well, jump on in!" he said, patting the spot right next to him, " Its nice and warm."

that cleared things up... He wanted you in his bed. Your crush wanted you in his bed. You sighed, for you knew Zack. He wasn't stupid, just oblivious. And you knew he was oblivious to the implications of this. It came as a sort of comfort, then, that he wouldn't make any real moves on you.

you hesitantly slid the covers back on your side, placing both legs under the sheets and getting yourself comfy. Still, you kept some distance from him, as you didn't want to look too eager to jump into his bed. There was an awkward pause as the both of you laid in silence.

"Come closer," he said, patting the place next to him again.

"What?"

"You're scared, right? Well I'll protect you!"

Your agape mouth slowly shut and turned into a smile. He was probably the sweetest man you knew. Even though he couldn’t protect you from your fears or your nightmares (not that you’d ever tell him that) you complied, scooting closer to Zack.

He pulled you flush against his chest, wrapping both arms around your form. It was a little more intimate than you expected, but not unwelcome. And there you could hear his heartbeat, strong and steady, and maybe a little fast? Strange, but all that really mattered to you was that he was alright. He was safe. He was alive.

"I'll always keep you safe, Y/N" he whispered, "Even though you could totally kick my butt."

"I'm glad you acknowledge that," you laughed, "you're really sweet, Y'know?"

"I do." And though you weren't looking at his face, you knew he was smirking. "Besides, if I want to be a hero, I've got to protect people!"

"Ok, hero."

The two of you fell into a comfortable silence. Zack's quicker than normal heartbeat eventually slowed down and he began snoring. You hadn't fallen asleep yet, for you were intent on listening to every beat of the man's chest. He was alive, he was safe. And maybe that dream was just a dream. Not a premonition or a warning. Only time would tell. But you were content in the moment, because Zack was safe in your arms and you were safe in his.

Eventually, you let yourself fall asleep again. The soft beat of his heart and the warmth of his body made it easy. And you slept so much better in his arms.

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Angeal cursed as he flipped open his phone, heavy steps echoing through the hallway as he headed for Zack's room.

Both of his mentees were late this morning, an unusual and worrying occurrence. He went to check on Y/N first, but upon receiving no response to his knocks on the door he soon realized she wasn't there. But where could she be? And what would cause her to skip training? It wasn't like her to do that, and so he quickly punched in her number.

Zack was surely still in his bed. Angeal just knew it. Zack usually came to training on time, but every once in a while he would sleep through his alarm and Angeal would have to pound on his door to get him up.

He put his phone up to his ear, now almost to Zack's room. But then he heard something, a ringing, and it grew closer and closer with every step he took. It was definitely coming from Zack’s room. Either he dialed the wrong number, Zack coincidentally got a call at the same time, or...

A feminine voice could be heard through the wall.

"Shhh- he's calling me... Oh, we're so dead Zack! I better take this, if I miss his calls, I'm gonna be in even bigger trouble!"

And then the door opened. Y/N held her ringing phone in hand as she stepped out of the room, hair disheveled and still in her sleep clothes. She went to close the door, but before she could, she caught a glimpse of her mentor and froze in place.

He froze, too, moving his phone away from his face as he looked her up and down, and then at Zack's door. There were a few moments of tense silence as the two stared at each other.

And then Zack peaked through the doorway, jumping at the sight of Angeal.

"Oh, hiya 'Geal! Funny seeing you here!" He said awkwardly, his hand coming up to rub the back of his neck.

The commander only stared at his mentees: Y/N in shorts and a tank top, and Zack shirtless wearing sweats. The phone dropped out of his hand, falling onto the ground below.

"Uh... I'm gonna go get ready!" You said, quickly turning to run to your room.

"Yeah, me too! Gotta get training, am I right?” He laughed uncomfortably, and before Angeal could even respond, Zack slammed the door to his room.

Angeal stood there a moment more, still processing what he just saw. So his two mentees were together now, at least that’s how it appeared. He couldn't say he never saw it coming...

#ffviir #final fantasy vii #zack fair x reader #zack fair #ff7 #crisis core #ff crisis core #angeal hewley #clous strife

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patoune-prod · 3 years

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Avalanche WIP chapitre 43

Contexte! Avalanche a dut se rendre au Tambour (l'ancien labo personnel d'Hojo) pour [SPOILER]. après être sortit, Zack réalise que son frère ne se sent pas bien.

“Ça va pas?” Cloud secoua la tête, distinctement verdâtre. “Qu’est-ce qui se passe?” reprit Zack en se penchant vers lui. Cloud hésita quelques secondes avant de répondre. “J’aimais pas être dans le Tambour,” admit-t-il ,”ça sentait comme dans le labo.” Zack grimaça et leva la main la plongeant dans les mèches rebelles de son frère. “Je suis désolé, j’aurais dû réaliser..” “Ça te fait rien?” marmonna Cloud en posant le front sur l’épaule de Zack. “Je suis trop con pour penser à deux choses en même temps,” répondit Zack. Son frère lui donna un petit coup de poing dans le ventre en réponse. “T’es pas con.” “Tu veux rester ici?” “Je vais aller me chercher un truc à boire, rejoins les autres, tu me diras ce qui se passe.” “Prends-moi un Ifrit cola.” “File moi dix gils.”

Ah, c'est beau l'amour fraternel.

Et oui, cloud va avoir des ennuis après moins de 5 minutes seul dans la Tour.

#wip #avalanche #clous strife #zack strife #les jumeaux sont séparés #cata en vue #plus ils sont loin l'un de l'autre plus ils ont la poisse

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niflim · 4 years

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okay almost got hit by a scooter what is this dc

#* out.#[ ive never seen a bird scooter here it was probably a motorbike ]#[ clous strife is that you ]

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webcorearchive · 4 years

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clous strife final fantasy VII early 00s okeaki

#cloud strife #okeaki #cloud #final fantasy #final fantasy 7 #00s #webcore

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emattiger · 4 years

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Random drawing of Clous strife. Yes the hair is wonky ik XD

#cloud strife #final fantasy #fanart #traditional art #colored pencils

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cosmoboba · 7 months

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Good morning Cloud Strife I mean Cloud Strife I mean Cloud Strif- whoops I mean Clou- fuc-

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ninjaprincessofthieves-blog · 9 years

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Family Nap

#Yuffie and her family #cloud #clous strife #tifa #tifa lockhart #yuffie #yuffie kisaragi #cait sith #nanaki #moogle

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holdin-out-for-a-hero · 4 years

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Lipstick Marks- Biggs X Reader

Words: 753

A/N: Just a short little one-shot I had in mind for a while. Hope you enjoy!

Biggs walked through the doors of the Seventh Heaven, lingering in the same spot for a moment as he glanced at patrons of the bar. It was just avalanche, which made sense for the time of day. Most people didn’t come to drink at 12:30 in the afternoon.

"Well look who finally made it," Jessie shouted from the small table where she and wedge sat, “Y'know if y/n's ever gonna show up?"

"Y/n? No, haven't heard from her," he said, before turning to face his friends. They glanced at him and froze, eyes growing wide. Biggs was confused as they continued to stare. Then came the grins that they both tried to suppress, growing bigger and bigger before the two of them burst into laugher.

"Who's the lucky lady?" Jessie managed to say between giggles. Biggs' stomach dropped. What the hell did they mean?

"No wonder you were late!" Wedge said.

"What?" Was all he managed to say through the shock. His confusion only fueled their laughter.

"Hey! What's with all the commotion?" Barrett yelled from across the bar. He was seated at a table, Marlene in his lap. Biggs turned around to look at his leader, hoping that the man would give some sort of explanation. Instead, Barrett's eyebrows furrowed as he looked at Biggs, "Geez man, have some dignity!"

Biggs looked down at his clothes, trying to look for what was causing their reactions. There was nothing. He felt his face grow red at all the attention.

"Biggs is in love!" Marlene said from Barrett's lap, before joining Jessie and Wedge's laughter.

He looked up at the only person left in the bar who he hadn't spoken to yet, Tifa. She wasn't paying attention to him, or anybody, really. instead she was completely engulfed in the news; they were talking about avalanche. She leaned against the bar as she watched the small television set that sat on the back counter.

"Tifa,” he called out to get the girl’s attention.

She turned her head to look at him. With just a short glance at his face she had to turn back around, covering her mouth with her hand to keep from laughing (though that's wasn't successful.)

Then he caught a glance of it from the reflection of the cocktail shaker. A smudge of red. He picked up the shaker and looked closer, noticing the perfect outline of a pout against his cheek. And then he remembered.

You had kissed him on the cheek right before he had entered the bar. The two of you couldn't come in at the same time, or else the rest of the team would be more suspicious than they already were. He was going to walk in first, and then you'd wait a minute or two before making your entrance.

That was just a minute ago, he realized, which meant he'd have to go outside right now and keep you from coming inside, or else the whole team would know.

Before he could do that, though, the doors opened. And you walked in wearing the same deep red on your lips as he had stained on his cheek.

Upon seeing this, Jessie nearly fell out of her chair in shock. Her and Wedge looked at each other with wide eyes.

"I knew it!" Jessie yelled with a smile on her face and a hand held out. Wedge groaned before searching his pockets for gil and dropping it into her outstretched palm.

"You knew what?" You said, looking at them quizzically. But they started laughing, and you didn't know why. You watched them a moment longer as they both tried desperately to quiet their giggles, but were both failing miserably.

And then you saw him. He stood by the bar, frozen in place, looking as if he had just seen a ghost. And on his left cheek was a lipstick mark, your lipstick. Your heart skipped a beat as you looked around the room; they all knew.

You and Tifa caught eyes from behind the counter, but she quickly looked away. And then you looked to Marlene, who was grinning ear to ear.

“Can't day I haven't been expecting this," Barrett said, mostly to himself, as he glanced between the two of you, "Biggs! Y/N! Meeting, downstairs, now!”

You stared back up at Biggs, and the look in his eyes said it all. You were sure you wore the same expression, too. Because the both of you knew you were screwed.

#biggs x reader #biggs #final fantasy vii #ffviir #clous strife #ff7 wedge #barrett wallace #ffvii tifa #tifa lockhart #ff7 biggs #ffvii remake #avalance #final fantasy

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