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xxladyballadxx · 1 month

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No More Secrets

☾ Vincent Valentine x (Fem) Reader ☾

|--Sequel to The Moon That Shines--| ⤶

(Please read the first part before this one ^-^)

⚠︎ Warning: A bit of gore and heavy violence is involved. ⚠︎

☽ dividers by @saradika-graphics ☽

Later on after a few months, he’s taken a liking towards you, it’s quite rare that he does this. Vincent never usually takes a liking to anyone that easily. You started to hang out with him a lot, spending time by the lake or sitting on the rooftops just chatting away. Vincent has gotten comfortable with you, listening to you chat about what you do in daily life at home or elsewhere. This isn’t usually like him but he began to grow fond of you and he hid it so well. Trying not to show any signs of him having this much fondness of you.

You seem to shine a light within Vincent’s heart, changing him somehow. All was going well until…he stopped hanging around you. Vincent grew distant and aloof, avoiding you as much as possible as he hid himself from you throughout the forest. You wondered what’s bugging him all of the sudden.

Were you bothering him a lot?

Is that why he’s trying to keep his distance from you?

You looked everywhere for Vincent, nowhere to be found by the looks of it. This led you to believe that he doesn’t wish to see you anymore. You got extremely upset just by thinking of that. You gave up your search and headed home. From a far distance, Vincent watched you closely and realized how upset you were. This heavy load of guilt and regret took a fall on him, he truly wished he could explain what’s going on with him but he just can’t.

A week has flown by since Vincent disappeared out of thin air, you’ve been feeling distressed and couldn’t conceal your worries about him. You asked yourself if he’s hiding something from you. Of course everyone has secrets that they hide. A very dark secret that they cannot tell.

You set your foot into the forest, not hoping to bump into Vincent though. Having a wander far deep in the forest and getting some fresh air could possibly help you get your mind off him but it doesn’t appear to be working.

A gasp of shock slipped out from your mouth when you spotted a streak of blood painted on a dying tree. You examined it closely, noticing how fresh it appeared to be. “Did something happen here?” Your eyes lowered down to the ground, finding a blood trail as you followed it. Unfortunately it led you nowhere. Bewildered by this, many questions scattered through your mind. Trying to find out what happened here. Your heart snapped in horror when you heard a fiery roar of a beast at the right side. You dashed off to find where the roar was coming from, your footsteps stomping down the dirt and rocks as you tried to locate the roar that you heard.

More blood was spotted on your way, causing your body to shiver in terror. However, this didn’t stop you from finding where that roar was located. Your body froze as you hid behind a tree. Right there in front of you appeared to be a tall, monstrous beast slaughtering down some goblins and other strange creatures. Your head throbbed painfully as you recalled something from the past…

You remembered….you remembered seeing that thing when you first encountered it. It frightened you, causing your whole system to not move. You also recalled the moment where you fainted in front of that beast. You were trying to puzzle the pieces together, still nothing…

Your eyes stayed locked on that beast, the terror flowing in your veins watching how that brute sinking in his claws on those monsters that kept appearing out of the blue. The ferocious way he took them down terrorized you even more. Such brutal takedowns had shaken your body into a spiral of fear.

While you were hiding from the beast, no monsters appeared. All fell silent as the beast just stood there, panting heavily after brutally slaying those creatures down. You took a step back and accidentally stepped on a twig that snapped in half. The beast had a very good hearing, he turned around and found you hiding behind by the tree’s log. He marched his way over to you with that stoic beastly face. You dropped down in fright and swayed your hands blasting out a heavy load of flames towards him. He slashed the flames away, getting very close to you. “G-get back!” You unsheathed your dagger, the tip of its blade pointing towards him.

You thought this was the end of you, thinking it’s all over. Until the beast used his one single claw to lower your weapon. He wasn’t attacking you at all which is very strange, nor did he have the intention of hurting you. His face inches in closer to yours, his gaze seemed…innocent. You came to realize that he never truly wanted to hurt you in the first place. You reached out your hand to try and touch the side of his face. This sudden action led him to crawling back away from you, a howling roar slipped through his fangs. The beast sounded like…he was wailing in pain. His claws slammed on his head, a misty crimson aura surrounded him…

You got up on your feet, trying to get yourself close towards the beast. He crawled further back, his wails of suffering causing him to drop on his knees. You felt a feeling of sympathy for the beast, your heart shattering into little small pieces seeing him suffer like this. As you were about to give him comfort, your whole body took a pause to your system, not making movements in your direction…

Your eyes popped out into an emotion of shock, seeing someone transformed back to his human form whom you thought you would never see again. “V-Vincent..?” you murmured, calling out his name.

It was him. Vincent Valentine. He’s the beast…

All the pieces connected together when things began to make sense to you…

“Why didn’t you tell me…?” your voice trembled in worry, making a movement towards Vincent. He could sense your feelings of anger in your tone, knowing that you would be mad at him for keeping a big secret. Vincent groaned with a stinging pain throughout his body, trying to stand properly, “For your own safety, (Y/n)...stay away from me…” you shook your head as you took further steps, refusing to listen to his word of warning, “Vincent-”

Vincent struck his hand, stopping you from getting any closer to him, “Don’t come near me!” he shouted, his teeth clenching. Your heart cracked open by his hurtful words, a waterfall of tears tripped down to your cold-pale cheeks. Vincent flipped his red cape, turning around, “I don’t want to hurt you, (Y/n). If I lose control of myself and bring you harm….I will never truly forgive myself...” If that ever happens, it will haunt him for eternity. An unforgiving nightmare that he will never escape from.

You ran your way to embrace Vincent, your arms wiggled around him. It caught him off guard, he didn’t know what to say or how to react. Never in his life had he ever been comforted by someone like you. “Vincent, from now on…no more secrets. I don’t want you to hide things from me anymore. I don’t care if you hurt me, I don’t care what you are. That will never truly stop me from seeing you again and spending time with you..” your words crawled its way into his heart, Vincent sensed this warmth burning up on his body. A heartwarming feeling that lifted his heart and spirits. Vincent took a swift turn to face you directly, his hands pressing down onto your shoulders as his gaze struck your heart like thunder, “(Y/n)..I..I’m sorry for hiding this from you…I didn’t want you to see me like that…I was afraid of what you may think of me…” he continued, “I..I also want to spend some time with you too..”

You smiled tenderly, snaking your arms to embrace him once again, “I promise you, Vincent…whatever you’re going through, we will face it together.”

Vincent sunk your words into his soul and heart, he raised his arms to deepen the embrace, “Thank you…(Y/n)...”

a/n - I truly wanted to cry so bad while writing this. My poor Vincent deserves some comfort! ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡ Oooh my heart! (˃̣̣̥ᴖ˂̣̣̥)

Not usually like me to say this but I'm very kinda happy with my writing here for some odd reason, like im proud of it..? (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)♡

Anyways...I will try and write another fanfic for Vincent Valentine in the future...if I think of something lmao.

UNTIL NEXT TIME 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

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kissedcloud · 15 days

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yingxtkm · 1 month

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Super rough scribble I did at 3am yesterday, not sure if I’ll clean it but I liked the concept (inspired by the OC before and after trauma art bandwagon. But let’s be real, the trauma never ends for Sephiroth)

#angst #throwing this blorbo in the damn wringer #because why not #poor miniroth #wow my handwriting is shit #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #final fantasy vii #sephiroth #final fantasy series #final fantasy #my artwork #fanart #doodle #sketch

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icycoldninja · 1 month

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Don't leave me (Sephiroth x Reader angst)

Summary: Sephiroth's abandonment issues get the better of him in the middle of the night, so he goes to you, seeking comfort.

---‐------------------------------------------------------------‐--------------Sleep was never easy for Sephiroth thanks to the shadows, voices, and eerie bits of music that often plagued his thoughts. His mind, when allowed to wander, was often like a bitter, wintery blizzard, with everything swirling around in one, massive, confusing, mental storm. In order to keep the storm from growing too large, Sephiroth often kept busy throughout the day, focusing his mind on productive, stimulating activities such as exercising, scheming in his office, or tracking down Cloud and his accomplices.

However, at nighttime, when his brain was exhausted and craved sleep, such activities were very difficult to complete, therefore, he turned to more ordinary practices of keeping his mind occupied, which, unsurprisingly, did not work. Math problems were easy for him, as were crossword puzzles, spot the difference games, hidden object puzzles, etc. Sephiroth could work through an entire high-school math textbook in under 2 hours and say it was "child's play". This level of genius was purely astonishing, and also maddening, as his troubled thoughts, of which there were plenty, were also very disruptive.

Sighing, the man rolled over in his bed and draped his heavy, fluffy wing over his face like most humans would with a pillow. Why couldn't he sleep?! What would it take for his goddamn brain to shut off and let him rest already?! He was so tired, he could feel his eyeballs ache, but he just couldn't rest. Why?

The swirling storm in Sephiroth's head raged on; he closed his eyes and gripped his pillow tightly, trying desperately to remember what falling asleep felt like so he could ascertain whether or not he was making progress.

Several more minutes passed, and Sephiroth felt his brain fog over. He relaxed completely, willing his consciousness to slip into darkness and finally, finally, allow him to rest. He expected to plunge into fuzzy nothingness, but was instead met with a cold, dark, empty void.

All around him, he could hear laughter. Deranged laughter; laughter he'd heard almost all day of every day during his childhood. How he hated that laugh. Sephiroth turned around, only to find that same man standing before him in the familiar, pristine lab coat that he knew so well.

Hojo.

He was glad he couldn't speak; to utter his name aloud would have stained and corrupted his tongue. He glared at the man with contempt, wishing he would just leave already. He'd seen enough of that cruel bastard, he didn't need to see any more. Hojo smiled at him, his thin lips twisting into a devious smirk. Looking at it made Sephiroth's blood boil. Where was Masamune? Now would be a perfect time to use it.

Hojo's smile slowly faded, his expression turning from evil glee to disgust. He was regarding Sephiroth with disgust. How dare he?! Sephiroth watched as he turned around and walked away, shaking his head. Good riddance, he thought. He never wanted to look at scum like Hojo anyway. Turning around once again, Sephiroth came face to face with a being he never expected to see in a place like this. His own, beloved mother: Jenova.

Now Sephiroth was beginning to wish he could speak. He wanted to tell his mother how glad he was to see her here, how much he loved her, how thankful he was to her for his mere existence. He tried to reach out to touch her, but she recoiled, frowning in repulsion. What was wrong? What did he do to make her feel this way? Sephiroth was at a complete loss; all he ever did was for his mother, so why wasn't she embracing him? Why....why didn't she love him?

Panicking slightly, Sephiroth extended his hands in her direction once again, but Jenova stepped back. Shaking her head at him, just as Hojo had done, the entity whom Sephiroth had dedicated nearly everything he did to turned her back on him.

Now he was scared. The darkness was more than just that; it was an all-consuming maw mace of his own twisted, fearful thoughts. He didn't want this; he hated being alone like this. Why did everyone leave? What did he do wrong?

The stormy void closed in around Sephiroth, surrounding him in a cloud of fear. He didn't like this, he didn't want to sleep anymore, he wanted to wake up!

And he did, springing upright in a cold sweat, panting heavily. His wing flapped loudly against the bed, shedding feathers everywhere. He looked around and saw he was the only person in the room, this notion terrifying him even further. In a fit of frenzied hysteria, Sephiroth flung the covers aside and stumbled out of his room, not caring that he was bashing various body parts against the door trim. He ended up in the living room, where you were still awake, working on the couch. As soon as he appeared in the darkened room, you stopped what you were doing and turned to him, confused. His legs, clad only in pajama shorts, were visibly and violently trembling; an unusual occurrence.

"Seph?" You asked, standing up and walking towards him. "Are you alright?" He shook his head, nearly collapsing into your arms. You cradled him for a while, pressing soft kisses to his cheek, waiting patiently to see if he would explain the reasons for his distress. After a few moments, he began to sob.

"Don't leave me," He croaked, clinging onto you tightly. "Don't leave me too...." You sighed softly, before taking hid head into your hands and kissing him.

"I'm not leaving you, ever," You told him, running your hands through his long, silky locks. "I'm gonna be here forever. Don't be afraid." Sephiroth nodded, then sniffled and wiped his tears away. "Come on," You said, taking him by the hand and leading him back to his bedroom. "I'll stay with you tonight."

Needless to say, Sephiroth fell asleep easier than ever that night; the comfort of your presence, and the knowledge that you would never leave him lulling him into peaceful slumber.

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crisiscutie · 3 months

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Hi!! I love your work. I was wondering if you could write anything for Domestic Sephy where Darling actually gives birth to their children and it’s just a really sweet and tender moment? ❤️❤️🍼

-Anon

No problem~! Distant sequel to this fic/scenario..

Pairing: 🐈Fluffy Sephiroth/Domestic Darling🍳

Content Warning: None, besides focus on pregnancy/birth (not graphic)

Beads of sweat dripped down your forehead while your chest rose and fell, your breaths growing heavy by the moment. Sephiroth held you in a protective embrace, giving you a sweet kiss on your neck as you entered labor.

"I-I won't let you go..." His slit eyes were shut tight, as a singular tear trailed down his face. You forced a smile, attempting to reassure him as much as you were trying to reassure yourself. This wasn't your first time going through this, having experienced it four times already, but the discomfort and pain became no easier. Unlike the last times you two went to the clinic in the village, you and Sephiroth had chosen a home birth for the final part of your ten-year vow renewal.

"If this isn't a girl like you promised, you owe me big time," you chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

"I'm certain of it," Sephiroth replied, attempting to force his own chuckle. While he appreciated your attempt to comfort him, his sole concern was your wellbeing. He had never enjoyed this part of your pregnancies, even with the assurance that nothing would go wrong. In his mind, something always could. When your whimpering started, he tightened his grip on you, hating to see and hear you in pain. Your midwife urged you to push more, prepared to catch your baby.

Your eldest children, especially Angelica, were watching your labor process closely and quietly. Sharing her father's love for science, Angelica in particular, was excited to witness this special moment and gain more knowledge. You gave her and the boys the opportunity to witness this moment, as long as they felt they could handle it. And thankfully, things had been going well mostly so far.

"Don't you want to see this part, Loz?" Angealica said, placing a soothing hand on her brother's shoulder. Loz had his hands covering his eyes, desperately trying to stay calm. He wanted to be supportive, like his siblings, but it seems even the star player of his school sports team had his limits.

"I can't look! You can just tell me what it looks like!" He croaked.

"...You ever seen a chocobo blink its eye?" Yazoo said to him. A piercing scream suddenly escaped your lips as you got closer to getting your child out. Even more tears trailed down Sephiroth's cheeks as he nuzzled into your neck. Oh, how much he wanted to relieve your burden of pain, or at least bear it alongside you. It's only right for him to do so as your soulmate. You screamed for so long, you lost track of time, silently praying for this agony to be over.

"Mother, Father. It's all over now!" Kadaj said, excited to see his newborn sibling now brought into the world, cradled in the midwife's arms. Both you and Sephiroth opened your eyes, beholding the crying baby before you. Once the baby was carefully attended to, the midwife swathed her in a gentle blanket and placed her into your trembling arms. Sephiroth's arms supported yours, allowing you to continue holding your pride and joy.

"Baby Lucrecia..." You whispered, holding her close to your chest for skin-to-skin. Sephiroth's hands caressed yours gently, as he rested his head on top of yours. "You were right, Sephiroth..." You murmured. A mixture of a heartfelt chuckle and a cry escaped him in response.

"I'm only glad that you're both here, my love..." He said. As you two took a moment to recover from the intense moment, Loz finally removed his hands and opened his eyes. Tears of joy streamed down his face as he saw on his newborn sibling for the first time. Meanwhile, the other three engaged in a lively debate over the perfect nickname for their little sister.

"Lulu should be her nickname," Angealica declared confidently. "because I'm the eldest and that's my decree."

"You may be our big sister, but I'm the one who leads us!" Kadaj retorted at her.

"Lucy sounds better. Much more dignified." Yazoo remarked in his usual monotonous voice.

You quickly shushed your eldest children while Sephiroth gave them a wary glance, conveying the same message to them. You two were in no rush for this beautiful moment to end so quickly...

Definitely didn't steal some of the dialogue from this clip, xD

#sephiroth #ff7 sephiroth #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #crisis cutie #sephiroth x reader #fluffy sephiroth #final fantasy x reader #reader insert #pregnant reader #female reader #x reader #fluffy angst #reader #remnants of sephiroth #kadaj ff7 #ffvii #tw: pregnancy

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meiluu · 6 days

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omg omg omg I've got an idea!! So... mean and demanding Cloud when he was controlled by Sephiroth?? Like you know how he's usually so nice and soft during that time... well now he's the opposite? I mean only if you're comfortable with it of course

I love this idea and, so here's a little something that came to mind after reading this...

CW: SMUT 18+, a bit dark, Angst, Cloud isn't fully there and his actions are being influenced by Sephiroth. smut below the cut. *NOT EDITED*

Cloud your sweet boyfriend, who could be a bit icy on the outside but when he's with you that icy nature melts and underneath that layer is a young man who craves your love like he needs air. Wholly devoted to you, his heart handed to you for safe keeping forevermore.

But with the threat of the planet and the loaming shadow of sephiroth, cloud has been...different to say the least. Quick to give into his anger and frustration, especially on the battlefield. Acting strangely towards some of the other members in your merry little group. You had thought that maybe it would lessen over time, but it only seem to do the opposite. But even with all of this you made it clear to cloud that you were there for him, yet he seemed to brush you off nodding absentmindedly.

It hurt you to say the least, but you held strong and continued to remain by his side. And your efforts seemed to be paying off, slowly cloud had begun to seek you out after battles and when he needed your comforting.

Although this time seemed different from others, his mako infused eyes held an emotion that had your hair standing up on end.

A muffled cry of pleasure leaves you as Cloud continues his near brutal thrusts. On your knees with your head partially buried into your pillow, you can feel Clouds strong and unyielding grip on your hips as he ruts into you like he was a starved animal. When he had come to you after another day of fighting monsters as they followed the trial towards Sephiroth, you had expected a typical cuddle session or made some soft sex to come down from the stressful day. Not this.

Its not that you didn't like this, it was just something Cloud had ever really done. He always took his time with you, relishing in your shared time together. And even when he did get a bit carried away you could always feel the love with his actions or with his pleasure filled words.

"Cloud- too much I-" your words are hard to get out with your moans breaking them up. Hands gripping into the sheets as you lift your head turning it to the side to see Cloud. Eyes focusing in on his gorgeous face, his eyes are locked onto where his cock is thrusting in and out of your cunt. His eyes rise to meet yours, pupils blown wide at the view in front of him. A smirk crawls onto his face, then he is moving his hands from your hips to beside yours that are still gripping onto the sheets. "You can take it, you were made for this- For me." His near patronizing words are barely registered with the new angle he has you in. Cock going so deep hitting the spots within you that had the breath leaving your lungs in a moaned cry. One calloused hand of Cloud clasps onto one of yours while the other goes underneath your chin. Acting as a makeshift collar, turning your head towards his. Mako gazing piercing yours.

"You're mine, this-" a thrust accentuates his words cock bullying itself deeper into your orgasming cunt, "is only for me. So perfect just for me."

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soggy-fishsticks · 11 days

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#his heart stained by the anguish of a thousand souls #also this literally might be my new fav way to do drawings lmao 😭😭#sorry for the angst team 🫡#it /will/ be happening again dw #sephiroth fanart #sephiroth #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy vii #ff7 fanart #ff7 crisis core #ff7 rebirth #ff7 remake

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c0smoshit · 6 months

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Do you want me or do you not?

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 ≫ Cloud Strife/Reader

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕝𝕠𝕥 ≫ Cloud saw a letter with his name written on it, inside your diary

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 ≫ angst!, reader not being present, guilt, not proofread!!

⋆ ࣪. 𝔸/ℕ ≫ I'm back again!! I don't like this drabble really much but I've spent sm time writing it that I thought I'd post it lol. Sorry if it's a bit shitty 🤧

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 ≫ 1718

"Do you want me or do you not?"

His hands held the once hated paper as if it was worth millions of gils.

Cold fairies travelled up his spine, reminding him of the future he will never have with you.

A part of him was still attached to the past, a great part. That was his way to cope with everything that had happened in his life, swimming in a deep, deep pool of sorrow and unreached dreams.

Maybe he shouldn't have taken that path a long time ago.

Maybe he shouldn't have fallen deeply from your silk hands, following people he knew didn't speak to him like you did.

Or maybe his destiny was to end up like this, alone again.

His steps were curiously more careful, his inner voice telling him ( shouting at him ) that he should've been more careful.

But who could really blame him?

. . .

"Hey there"

Sometimes you would greet him with a smile, which he didn't return. Or some whispered out "hi", but this wasn't your usual greeting.

Your arms enveloped him for an instant, your cheek against his chest as you pressed further into him.

He could smell you and he liked it, he always liked clean ambiences. Something weird as he constantly had to smell Midgar's dirty air, but he didn't mind smelling sweet, fruity shampoos.

You parted from him as his hands stayed still against his sides, afraid of moving them too much.

As soon as he sat on a stool in the bar, you had a drink already waiting for him.

And he hated it.

He knew that he was being such a dick, but his mind couldn't help but feel somewhat uncomfortable by your warm and so pleasant touches.

He wanted to be happy just for once, god you were giving him his favourite drink!

But weighs and weighs of stress and unsolved problems occupied more volume than his own welfare.

"Do you not like it?"

His gaze then looked at your confused eyes.

"I'm sorry I thought you did, I can always ch-"

"It's alright"

That's it?

You got nothing more to say than that?

His eyes looked at your ... he wasn't going to lie, he really did not know how to read the emotions you had hiding between those gorgerous orbs.

And he wished he did

So as your hands quickly retrieved themselves from changing the liquid, you were back to the chores Tifa probably told you to please do.

He wanted to go, not because you were there but because he was suddenly so nervous he needed "fresh" air.

So that's what he did, not before muttering a low "thanks" and wishing you a good night before stepping outside the bar once again.

He surely didn't want to go home, he didn't want the sun to come up, but on top of all of those wishes, he didn't know what he wanted to truly do.

So his feet, followed by a loud metallic "clank!" that quieted down the louder rumble of the city, dragged him through alleys.

His eyes looked everywhere, dimly lighted appartaments, people that were still returning home from work.

Would they visit their kids?

Their cats? Dogs?

Their partnerts?

He wouldn't wish anyone to be him.

And he ceirtanly day-dreamed about becoming some stranger on the streets.

He often recieved comments from some boys about how handsome he was, that he surely had a long pile of women on his palm.

But was it really worth it?

He didn't need women to love him, he didn't need nobody to love him.

Nobody but someone to hold at night, someone to lull him back to sleep after a rough night.

( he needed you )

. . .

And yet he was here, waiting for you to walk back into your room as he stared into the blank wall.

He remembers the day he moved in next door to you in Midgar, both of your rooms were so different you made him self-concious about his own decisions of decoration.

The way you would lit up the darkness of his empty room the moment you placed your feet inside of it.

But now they all remained just as memories

Memories that soon would dissapear into the void of his enigmatic mind.

He knew there was going to be a time that his brain, naturally, would forget how your face looked like.

How your voice sounded like.

The warmth of your shy touches against his skin.

And he didn't want that time to come, not ever.

But he was far, far away from where it all had started. The nostalgia of your steps as you guided him through Midgar, Nibelheim ( although he knew it like the back of his hand ) Gold saucer. . .

And finally, your room

Which was the place he was standing on right now, trying to read a note you wrote who knows when.

He knows he shouldn't be doing this, rumaging through your personal belongings. But once he had opened your diary and saw his name written on it, he had to take a look.

. . .

" He feels like a ray of sun after a storm, warm and welcoming you back to the sweet and beautiful world you once knew "

" Today I walked with him all through sector 5, he was so cute waiting for me while I asked him which clothes he liked most "

" I don't want to lose him ever again, not after what happened today "

" Maybe he likes Aerith, I see the way his eyes linger on her smile for quite a while "

" Maybe I'm being annoying but I don't get why he doesn't want me to take him home! We live right next to eachother >:( "

" Yesterday I laughed a lot when Tifa called him an angry chocobo, he sure looks like one of those big birds "

" I wonder what he thinks of me. .

. . .

And then he saw it, a ruffled up small paper smashed against the last two pages of the little book. But when he grabbed it, he wished he didn't.

At first he found it quite hard to read as he got used to how you would normally write, but it was clear that you were upset in this one.

There were also some harsh drawn lines on top of your words, a mess of your thoughts and anger. All of the slurred out words came to the same conclusion.

Did he want you or did he not?!?

It is all so confusing, first he speaks to me kindly, he even cracks a few jokes! But then he comes back to this... cold and closed personality. Maybe I'm being dumb about this, maybe he just sees me as a friend just like he would with Barret or Tifa. Well, Tifa... Why am I being jealous of her? I don't want to feel like this, she has all the rights to be close to him. Hell, she was her bestfriend ever since they were little kids. But then again, why does he speak to me like he isn't interested in me??

Why does he talk to me like that if so?

He turned his eyes out of those last words, now understanding why you acted like that whenever he was around you.

Why you were gone now.

The first feeling that flooded his entire organism was guilt, that familiar clench inside his lower stomach. Then he went over 10 different ways he could have had you with him right now.

And they all ended up talking

Just that simple, right?

But the way his mind would automatically go blank whenever you spoke to him about something serious, the innability to express his real feelings without letting out lies instead.

And to add up to how deeply dumb he felt, it was a surprise for him to have just discovered that you actually felt the same for him ever since.

. . .

Going inside a cave wasn't really a good idea thanks to all the cons it has, confusing as a maze, bad lighting and of course, how cold they usually are.

So he wasn't really surprised that after the group had divided itself, you all ended up kind of lost. Next to Barret, he tried to stay calm as he tried to search Tifa, Red and, of course, you.

"Where the hell are we?"

Barret's loud voice echoed through the hard walls, making Cloud flinch as he tried to guide themselves into the exit.

After walking for quite a while, he found a strange section inside the cave that was way colder than the other ones. And when he was about to step into the other section next to it, he heard you.

But he didn't hear the chatting he had thought he would have listened, instead he heard a loud gasp, followed by some shoes ruffling.

And by the time his eyes were searching for you, he looked up to see you almost crushing him down into the ground. But of course, he was fast enough to catch you.

A blur of voices surrounded his mind, but the only thing that it was paying attetion to was the way your cool body fit in between his arms.

Your arms curled up against his chest as your mouth moved, probably surprised to had fallen into his arms instead of hard rocks.

. . .

He never will forget how you felt on his arms.

Reminiscing about past events had became his usual routine whenever he thought about you, he couldn't do anything more either way.

But it was pointless now, no matter how hard he tried to imagine yourself again, you weren't there.

And it was now when he finally had figured out why his words seemed not to seep out of his mouth as smoothly as usual with you.

Right after the group had started to live normal lifes again after the meteor, you were gone, far away from his reach. Or maybe you were right beside him, who knows.

He often wondered if you still dreamt about what happened in Midgar, Nibelheim, Junon...

He needed to find you.

But where shall he start?

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sly-fin · 6 months

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“Sorry. I suddenly felt… uncomfortable.”

My talent is being able to puke up Sephiroth angst in a few hours. Only reason this is late is because of the stupid dentist >:|

#art #drawing #digital art #fanart #ffvii #digital sketch #ffvii fanart #sephiroth #sephiroth fanart #ever crisis sephiroth #young sephiroth #ffvii ever crisis #young sephiroth fanart #angst #black and white art #NO im NOT practicing halftones for SOMETHING SHHHH

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katiemakena · 2 months

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#my poor man was TERRIFIED #and I am DEVOURING the Cloti angst #cloti #ffvii rebirth spoilers #ff7 rebirth spoilers #ffvii rebirth #ff7 rebirth #ff7 #ffvii #cloud strife #tifa lockhart

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rottenpumpkin13 · 2 months

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How would zack react to being called an airhead

Zack: I don't get why people say I'm an airhead. Heads don't have air. That insult makes no sense.

Cloud:

Cloud: So you're a meathead.

Zack: Exactly!

#everyone say thank you pumpkin for not turning this into angst #because i have no energy to #otherwise this would've been horrible lmao #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #ffvii crisis core #final fantasy vii #ff7 crisis core #zack fair #cloud strife

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xxladyballadxx · 21 days

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The Beast Within

☽ Vincent Valentine x (Fem) Reader ☽

Note: This is not connected to the events from the game or the movie.

☾ ⋆ dividers by : @saradika-graphics ☾ ⋆

It was this one night where Vincent locked himself in his room the group encountered during their travel. The others wondered what’s been bugging him. Cloud urged you and his friends not to bother him since Vincent wishes to be left alone. He hasn’t been communicating with the group as much, leading a heavy weight of concern towards a few people. Mostly, you.

You’ve been quite close with Vincent ever since he decided to join the team. Out of all the people, he talks to you the most. Tifa couldn’t possibly help but notice the strong bond between you two. So did Cloud and the others. Yuffie, along with Barrett, took their advantage to tease Vincent, telling him that he likes you very much. Vincent gave a cold snicker towards them as his ears and scowling face were flushing red. He tried to shake it off by hiding the fact that he truly likes you. His fondness of you got him soft in a way. Despite his standoffish appearance and personality, Vincent slowly began to have a soft spot for you.

All was going well between you two…

Your bond with him is stronger than ever…

….Until he grew aloof, distancing himself from you and the group…

Cloud and his friends just sat around the messy living room, having no clue on what to do since Vincent isn’t planning to come out and talk about what his issue is. You refused to stay still and do nothing so you got off the wooden chair and headed upstairs to speak to him. Cloud couldn’t find himself to stop you so he just let you go. Perhaps it’s because Cloud knows how much you care about Vincent.

You reached the room and curled your fingers into a fist, beating down a door with a few knocks, “Vincent?” you called out to him in a soft voice, a flow of worry colouring your face as you tried again, “Vincent? Vincent, is everything okay?”

Through the locked door, you abruptly heard a painful growl. An angry, painful growl. Your body system began to tremble in fear, you pressed down your ear towards the wooden door wondering what that unusual sound was.

More growls were ringing up your ear, it sounded very stressful and tormenting. That’s when you realized that the sounds of pain were coming…from Vincent. “Vincent?!” You banged on the door in worry, panicking, “Vincent, what’s going on there?”

Still not answering back to you, you were going to call him out one more time until you got suddenly smacked down to the ground with your head hitting against the creaky wooden surface as the door broke down with a brute force. A growling, furious sound of a beast rang through your cold ears, you sense his heavy breath crawling upon your pale skin. Your eyes became a blur to the image of something that you couldn’t make out of it. The heavy footsteps stomped aggressively towards the floor. Your eyes shuttered, hearing voices and gunshots as you just lied down there unconscious…

Right after the incident, you regained your consciousness and found yourself lying down on the couch with a thin blanket over you. You stuck your legs out and wandered around the place, knowing how it got all quiet. You figured out your friends ran after Vincent to chase him down. Your heart fueling with panic, you dashed out of the abandoned mansion in a swift motion, desperate to find Vincent before he could hurt anyone, “Vincent?! Vincent, where are you?!”

You cried out his name, fear clouding through your thoughts causing you to have terrible visions of what might happen. You shook your head disapprovingly and tried to focus on finding Vincent. Throughout the woods, a roaring cry was heard from the left side of the place. You rushed to the other path and stopped by the lake, your entire body system froze when you saw him…in his beast form…

There on the solid-hard ground lay an unconscious Cloud, Tifa and Barret. Others were in the same messy state as them. Your whole group of friends must have tried to calm Vincent down. Instead, they all got attacked viciously in return by Vincent in his beast form that he struggled to keep in check throughout all these years. Sensing the beastly eyes locked on you, you lifted your head and looked at him grimily, “Vincent..”

He growled in response, his sharp claws clenching. A moonlit pearl light shining on the horns that reminded you of a devil. “Vincent…darling…it’s alright..” you reassured him, walking calmly in his direction. Trying your hardest not to give him any fright. Although he doesn’t appear to be too afraid when you approach him without fear.

“Vincent…”

As you walked deeply close to him, he began to crawl away from you. Worrying that he might wound you just like what he did to Cloud and others. He shrieked which sounded like a cry for help. Vincent felt trapped somehow, feeling that nobody wanted to save him. You can save him because…you’re the only one that can…

Given how much you truly care for him…

You stuck your hand out with a shattering-broken smile, hoping that Vincent would come to you peacefully without causing any harm, “I want to help you, Vincent. Please…come back to me…” praying that your words would reach him, to hope that he would return to you. A beastly Vincent crawled his way towards you and raised his claws to reach you. You thought he would transform back to his normal self. All went downhill when Vincent spiraled out of control, he almost clawed your body but you managed to evade his aggressive attack by cartwheeling away in a safe distance.

“Vincent!”

He had his claws slammed on his head, shaking out of pain and suffering. Wailing as if he fell into a pit of hell. Vincent dropped to his knees, his claws digging into the dirt. You couldn’t care less about him hurting you so you ran to him, dropped to your knees to have your small arms around him. Embracing him in his beastly form, “It’s alright, Vincent…I’m here…”

A strange red thundery aura surrounded him, you felt him transforming back to his original self. His red cloak touching your clothing, your fingers weaving through his black spikey hair. You held him tight as close as possible. As you were doing that, you heard a mumble across his lips. Loud enough for you to hear, “I’m…I’m sorry, (Y/n)...I..”

“Shhh…it’s alright, Vincent.” you caressed down his hair gently while comforting him in your arms with his head buried into your chest, “I know you didn’t mean for this to happen.”

Cloud and the others had finally recovered thanks to your healing powers. Although you’re not the leader of the team, you commanded them to rest at the inn. Even Vincent too. So they listened to you and rested in their own separate rooms. Sadly, there was no coffin for Vincent. The inn couldn’t provide one for him. However, Vincent doesn’t seem too bothered by this problem.

With your friends resting for one night at the inn, you opened the window to let the wind of fresh air flow into the room. You felt much better, finding it easy to breathe now. You decided to sit at the end of the bed, thinking about that moment in the forest with Vincent when he was out of control. You wondered if you had crossed the line by overstepping his boundaries. Vincent was never the type of person to accept comfort from anyone. When you had your arms wrapped around Vincent while trying to console him, he didn’t forcefully push you away. It’s like he surrendered himself to you. It was very unusual of him. ‘Is it just me or…am I overstepping his boundaries?’ you asked yourself through that mind of yours.

A sudden knock on the door snapped you out of your thoughts, wondering who it would be at this time. You headed over to unlock the door, your face flourishing in a colour of surprise to see him appear outside the room you’re in, “V-Vincent..

“May I come in?”

You gave him a nod, widening the door as he entered the room. You closed the door quietly before locking it. “What brings you here, Vincent?” Could it be that he wants to talk to you about what happened in the woods, you wonder?

“I…” Vincent lifted his head to look at you, “I wanted to see you…” it came out unexpectedly, his words sent your heart racing, “Oh, I see…” You sat back down on the bed, patting down the spotless space for Vincent to come and sit down with you. Vincent walked over to take a seat on the bed, you realized how close he was to you.

A silence closed in between you two, making things more awkward as you both had no clue what to say to each other. You felt your stomach swarming with butterflies, starting to feel nervous with Vincent around. “(Y/n).” He began to speak, “I wanted to talk about…what happened in the woods…”

“O-oh…” You lowered your head to face the floor, the weight of nervousness dragging onto you, “I’m sorry…”

Vincent cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out why you’re apologizing, “Whatever for…?”

You gave him a worrying expression, “I didn’t mean to cross the line and overstepped your boundaries when I…when I held you in arms..” you continued on, “You were suffering…I wanted to comfort you…I wanted to help you. I feel like…I went ahead of myself somehow. I know you don’t easily accept comfort from anyone and I-” Vincent shushed you by spooning you into his arms that caught you off guard, “You didn’t do anything wrong, (Y/n). In fact, you saved me somehow. Your comfort helped me in some way.”

You clasped his arms and pulled away for a moment, “I..did?”

“There’s another…thing I want to talk about, (Y/n)..”

You tilted your head with an indication of curiosity, “And that…?”

Vincent surprisingly made his move on you, pressing down his lips onto yours. He pulled you close to deepen the kiss. A flood of warm emotions came crashing down, you had no urge to pull away from him as you were too lost in this moment. You snaked your arms around his back, pulling him closer to you. Vincent moved his head away for a moment to lock his gazing eyes on you, his thumb caressing your reddened flushing cheek, “I truly like you, (Y/n)...a lot. I don’t know how this happened but…you changed my heart.” he carried on, “I never usually like to get close to people. I don’t easily develop feelings for anyone…until you appear in my life.”

“Vincent..”

“From now on, I don’t want you to go anywhere without me, in this world and in the next life. I hope for you to choose me, in this world and in the next life.” He inched in close, “But that’s if only you truly want to or not…”

A fall of tears dripped down to your cheeks, you buried yourself into him as you held him in a heartfelt embrace, “Oh Vincent…I feel the same. I wish to be with you. In this world and into the next life.”

a/n - I wanted to tear up so badly after writing down that part for the ending! ૮꒰ ˃̣̣̥ ◠ ˂̣̣̥ ꒱ა It's just so touching and very heartwarming. I truly do apologize for the way I wrote Vincent on here, honestly I feel like I made him a bit OOC on this fanfic I wrote (⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄‸o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝)

I have a lot of love for my beloved Vincent. Literally I wasn't a huge fan of him at first for some reason and I know so little about him. Once Rebirth came out, everything changed when I started to fell in love with Vincent Valentine. It all happened so quickly, I got to know about his past, what he was before and everything. His past was so tragic and heart-breaking! (˃̣̣̥△˂̣̣̥)💔 I never knew the stuff he had to go through, that's when I understood the reason why he always look so cold and unapproachable. Now I never played DoC before but I have seen a few clips of it and I read the plot online.

Vincent is one of the most badass characters that I ever fell in love with, his design is incredibly unique (Both original and the remake). Honestly, everything about him is unique <3

I'm so sorry for the long ass text about how much I adore Vincent Valentine, I just need it to get it out of my system. I can't stop thinking about him, it's driving me insane.

So yeah...I truly hope to see more of Vincent in the next part of FFVII Remake

#final fantasy vii #ffvii #vincent valentine #vincent valentine x you #vincent valentine x reader #final fantasy vii x reader #ffvii angst #ffvii fluff

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altocat · 3 months

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AU where Genesis and Angeal both get killed in battle right in front of Sephiroth 💀

There's no going back now. Sephiroth unleashes himself. Hundreds dead within a matter of minutes. Sephiroth is nonverbal, unblinking, completely single minded.

He finds the targets specifically responsible for ending the lives of his friends and simply.... doesn't stop tearing into them. He doesn't even use the Masamune. There are bits of bone fragments and brain gristle staining his hands. But he just keeps on going. So much so that they have to drag him away. And even then, he's fighting with all his might. He is restrained for most of the ride back, refusing to leave Genesis and Angeal's bodies. He never says a word and his expression doesn't shift. But his unblinking eyes are bloodshot and there's a tremor in his bloodied hands that refuses to go away.

Sephiroth eventually has to be sedated indefinitely. He is placed on medical leave for several months, brought out again only during vital skirmishes and then immediately escorted back to his private quarters. He has to be tube fed since he refuses to eat on his own. He sleeps nearly twenty hours a day, not including all the vital tests Hojo performs on him in order to see if he can forcefully jolt Sephiroth's body back to coherence. It doesn't really work.

Sephiroth is never quite the same in the years to come. He eventually begins to function somewhat normally again, but his behavior is often very zombie like, permanently detached. He's aware of his surroundings but he no longer seems interested in anything. Merely going through the motions. Drifting. Most eager incoming recruits come racing in to meet their idol, only to find a dead-eyed shadow of a man shuffling listlessly about the SOLDIER floor. In battle, Sephiroth is as calm and efficient as ever. But it's all without drive, without any motivation whatsoever. Sephiroth seems to have simply retreated into himself and never returned.

Eventually he is assigned Nibelheim. But no harm befalls the town. Following a very interesting trip to the reactor and a subsequent acquaintance with the Shinra mansion, Sephiroth returns to Midgar and sets the entire city ablaze, eventually retreating to the basement of the burning, crumbling Shinra building. There, cradling the severed head of Jenova and the ashy remains of Genesis and Angeal's old SOLDIER dogtags, he descends into the cool, welcoming darkness, curls up, and simply expires.

#asks #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #crisis core #sephcanons #sephiroth #genesis rhapsodos #angeal hewley #AU #Hard angst #Big ow #I regret nothing

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yingxtkm · 3 months

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Had a convo in my server about an actor AU where FFVII was just a movie/show and everyone lived a different life off set. Therefore I had to unseph the roth. He wears a wig and contacts every time he has to shoot a scene and he hates it ✨

Regular Seph version included just because 😎

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icycoldninja · 24 days

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Angsty Sephiroth headcannons

-Severe insomniac; needs to take 3 sleeping pills a night just to nod off, and even then, he's a light sleeper, so the slightest sounds can wake him.

-Doesn't drink often, but when he does, he gets very drunk and emotional.

-Cries a lot in private, especially when reminiscing his past or flipping through his old photo album with all his pictures of his dead friends.

-He still celebrates Genesis and Angeal's birthdays, all by himself. He gets a cake and lights candles, and sings happy birthday to the wall. Then he eats the cake all alone and drinks beer until he passes out.

-Has frequent, intense night terrors that keep him up when his insomnia doesn't. More often than not, the two forces work together to torment him till morning.

-Uses a lot of makeup to hide his dark, puffy eyebags, and even then they're still sort of visible if you look closely.

-Feels tired and unmotivated 80% of the day; it takes almost all of his mental strength just to get out of bed.

-Braids his hair before bed because it gives him something to focus on so he doesn't have to listen to all his own disturbing thoughts.

-Insecure about himself, and everything about himself, from his personality to his looks.

-Severe abandonment issues--he fears that you will leave him because of all his mental baggage, but is too afraid to talk to you about it.

-Sometimes holds you too tight because he fears you'll dissappear and leave him all alone.

-If you ever get a nightmare, he will squeeze you to the point of almost breaking your ribs. He does this because he remembers when he was young and scared, that was all he ever wanted.

-Is very depressed, tries not to show it, but you can see it anyway. This normally happens after a long day or when he has too much to drink. He needs a hug and maybe a kiss or two. Give it to him.

#Ffvii #Ff7 #Sephiroth #Sephiroth x reader #Angst #angst headcanons #headcannons #Sad and short #icycoldninja writes #Final fantasy 7 #Ffvii sephiroth #Ff7 sephiroth #Final fantasy 7 sephiroth #Sephi needs comfort #Give it to him ffs

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strayheartless · 3 months

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Okay let’s torture Zack today: ADHD PARALYSIS STYLE!

Getoutlfbedgetoutofbedgetoutofbedgetoutofbedgetupgetupgetupgetuplazazylazazylazy-

This has been going on for too long now. Why can’t he just get up, huh? Why does this have to be a fight every fucking time? Just get the fuck up dude!

He doesn’t move. Instead his thumb shifts to scroll past another video. He knows Angeals about to bang on the door and demand to know why he’s not out of bed; he knows it’s going to spark a lecture, and he knows his brain is going to feel like it’s been lit up like a firework just hearing anything other than silence. He’s not doing it on purpose. He knows he needs to move.

There’s a knock at the door, and that gets him moving. It doesn’t sound like Angeals knock, it’s too hesitant. Also nobody has walked in which means they don’t have a key…

He opens the door to Cloud who’s standing there looking a little unsure. “You good?” He gives Zack a once over, closing off a little at whatever he finds, pulling his scarf over his mouth in nervous habit.

“Yeah I’m fine why?” Zack blinks. What did he forget?

“We er, we were going to meet for lunch.” Cloud looked away from him, and Zack feels like a grade A asshole. “It’s okay if you changed your mind, it’s just- a text- I mean… a text would have- it’s fine.”

“Cloud I’m so sorry!” He cried trying to stumble around looking for clean cloths from the pile of washing that’s mixed with the dirty laundry on the chair. “I completely lost track. I’m- I- I’m reall-“

He hadn’t realised he’d started crying until Cloud makes him stop with a hand on his arm, and he takes a huge stuttering breath. Why does he keep doing this!? Why does he keep forgetting these things and then upsetting his best friend!

“Zack breath,” Cloud says, kind of commands actually.Zack stops and focuses a little more on taking some breaths.

“Good, that’s good. Just… did you forget or did that thing happen again?” Cloud asks and Zack holds up two fingers to indicate option 2.

“Okay,” Cloud sighs and tries a little smile that he only ever seems to give to Zack. “Okay, that’s fine. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have put that pressure on you. Do you want to eat here, or do you think you need to get moving to kickstart something?”

Zack took another breath and struttered “m-moving.”

“Okay, I’ll leave you to get dressed then. 300 second okay?”

“Okay.”

Once Cloud closes his door again Zack moves around the room like lightning. He shoves on a shirt that smells clean, does his belt, grabs his phone and wallet and shoves his feet in his shoes.

Outside Clouds holding Zack’s coat out already and helps him into it.

“283 seconds. New record.” He bumps his elbow into Zack’s side lightly, making the other man laugh breathily.

“Cloud I really am so-“

“Don’t. I know you are and you don’t have to apologise. I get that it’s hard for you.” Cloud cuts him off.

Zack just looks at him. How can one person hold so much acceptance in one tiny body? How can somebody who’s known him for no more than a year accept and help him in ways not even his parents could.

Cloud never makes Zack feel bad for this. he never gets mad at him, when he has every right to. All Cloud has ever done is occasionally been insecure himself and even then he changes his approach when Zack explains.

“I really love you, you know that right?” He asks, wrapping his arms around Cloud. “Like, a lot,”

Cloud blushes “shut up,” he says, leaning into the side hug.

He doesn’t say it back, but he doesn’t have to. Zack knows Cloud loves him to and that makes all the difference in the world.

#oh oops this was meant to be angst #oh well #here have some fluff #ffvii #cloud strife #zack fair #crisis core #zakkura #implied zakkura #can be read as platonic if you like

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