EVER OURS: A Clerith Wedding Fanzine

EVER OURS is an unofficial, for-charity fanzine centered around exploring all aspects of the love story and marriage of Cloud Strife and Aerith Gainsborough from Final Fantasy VII, including the proposal, wedding ceremony, honeymoon, and everything in between.

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💒 PROJECT COMPLETE

EVER OURS: A Clerith Wedding Fanzine is officially complete!

Cloud and Aerith are off to their honeymoon 💖

Thank you for joining us in their wedding journey. We wish Cloud and Aerith a wonderful time, and we hope to see you in the next Clerith project!

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Our donation to DIRECT RELIEF has been made!

With your support, we were able to donate $4,936.93 towards crisis relief. We sincerely thank you for your support and for joining Cloud and Aerith in their happily ever after 💖

As promised, our donation receipt is posted below, and our pubic finance sheet is linked here for viewing.

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Decor Harmony

Read on AO3!

Written for the @clerithweddingzine, which now has leftover sales open! Go grab yours! Thanks to everyone who contributed to and supported the zine--if you don't mind me speaking for everyone, we popped off.

And now, enjoy my contribution!

“I was thinking emerald green for the tablecloths.”

“Sounds good.”

“Or maybe forest green?”

“Sure.”

“Then again, a lighter shade might go better with the napkins. Mint, maybe?”

“Hm. Could work.”

“Oh, you know what? Neon. How ‘bout it?”

“I—What?” Cloud looked up from his notepad. “Neon? You serious?”

Aerith laughed. “No. But it’s nice to know you were listening.”

He frowned. “I’m always listening. I just think you can see way more shades of green than I can.” He poked at the scattered colour swatches on the table. “Half of these things look the same to me.”

She giggled again. She was lying on the—mint green?—couch upside down, with her back flat on the cushions and her legs up on the backrest. Cloud had always thought it couldn ’t possibly be a comfortable position, but he was more than used to coming into the living room to find Aerith reading, weaving flowers, or just resting like that. She lightly kicked her feet up. “Curious,” she said. “I thought SOLDIERs were supposed to have enhanced vision, or something.”

He shrugged. “Guess I’m a lousy one. ‘Specially since—well, you know.”

“I know.” She shot him an upside-down smile. “Love me a lousy SOLDIER.”

Cloud huffed out a laugh and picked his notepad back up. “So. Mint?”

“I’ll think more about it later. C’mere.” She reached out a hand from where she was lying, wiggling her fingers in the air until Cloud took pity on her and reached back, gripping it lightly. Instinctively, he found the thin silver band around her ring finger, feeling the delicate engraved flowers on it. But he preferred the engraving on the inside of the ring: You’re my Promised Land.

He ’d been more nervous about the engraving than the whole proposal thing—unreasonably so, considering who he ’d been proposing to, in hindsight. But, then again, she’d already said she’d marry him: he just needed to give her a proper romantic proposal after the impulsive disaster of his first one. He’d been afraid she’d find it cheesy, or maybe even creepy, but of course Aerith had just kissed him silly and hugged him tight to hide the watery sheen in her eyes. And then, not to be outdone, she’d presented him with his own ring a week later, featuring its own hidden engraving: I finally found you.

Aerith tugged on his hand. “Cloud, c’mere,” she repeated, a slight whine to her voice. Wordlessly, Cloud obliged, taking his notepad with him as he went to sit down next to her on the couch. With a contented hum, Aerith shifted around so that she was lying with her legs up on the armrest and her head in Cloud’s lap. “Hey,” she said, entwining their fingers together, “fiancé.”

He smiled. “Hey, yourself. Fiancée.” The word still left a strange sweet taste in his mouth. He never thought he’d be looking forward to getting married, but stranger things had happened around Aerith. Wherever she went, whoever she met, things and people changed for the better. He squeezed her hand lightly. “What’s up?”

She made to take his notepad. “Flowers. Lemme see what you came up with for the arrangements.”

Cloud held it out of her reach. “No way. I’m not done yet.”

“Aww, come on.” Aerith pouted playfully. “I wanna see how they’re coming along. I’m the florist here.”

He huffed. “And whose idea was it to put me in charge of this in the first place? Oh, right. The florist’s.”

“’Cause you have an eye for this! I trust you!”

“So let me do it right and make it a surprise.”

She stuck her tongue out at him. “I bet you’re using a lot of the yellow flowers from the church.”

“Nope,” he lied.

Aerith giggled. “You can’t fool me, mister. Fine, keep your secrets if you wanna be mysterious about it. I know it’ll be great.” She placed a light kiss on the back of his hand, then held it tight to her chest. “Can you believe it’s only three months away?”

Cloud sighed. “I can’t believe it’s still three months away. ” Elmyra had insisted on a summer wedding, and Aerith had backed her up on the grounds that the flowers in the church would be in full bloom by then. If Cloud had had his way, he would’ve married her the minute he’d proposed—the first time, among the forms and documents and the leases, lamenting that all that bureaucracy would’ve been easier if they had one more measly piece of paper. But the longer process had its benefits too. It meant he got to savour the anticipation, to plan their big day together with Aerith, to see her run her fingers over her ring when she thought he wasn’t looking at her. But still. “I just wanna marry you,” he said, averting his gaze and feeling his face warm up a little. Some things never changed, even around Aerith.

“Aww, you big softie.” Aerith cupped his cheek to nudge him down to her level and press a quick kiss to his lips. “I just wanna marry you too,” she said.

Cloud hummed as he started to absentmindedly thread his fingers through her hair with the hand not holding hers. She closed her eyes with a sigh and a smile, and Cloud smiled as well.

“Do you think it’ll be a good day?” she asked quietly after a little bit. Cloud looked down at her: she was still smiling, and her tone was light.

He nodded. “The best. We’ll have flowers, music, and green tablecloths.” She giggled. “All our friends are gonna be there. You’ll look so beautiful, and I’ll try very hard not to cry.”

Aerith gave his hand a squeeze. “It’ll be alright if you do.”

“I know.”

She hummed. Then, suddenly, she pushed herself up. “Oh, right, that reminds me,” she said, scrambling to sit like a normal person. “A little birdie told me something.”

Cloud furrowed his brows. “Is the little birdie called Yuffie and should I strangle her for it?”

Aerith laughed. “The little birdie’s identity shall remain a secret.”

“So it is Yuffie.”

“Can neither confirm nor deny,” she said, raising her hands. “But anyway. This anonymous little birdie told me you’re planning a little musical surprise for the wedding.”

Cloud was going to strangle Yuffie.

A few days after they ’d announced their engagement, Cloud had gone to Elmyra with a simple request to make up for the fact that he hadn’t consulted her about asking her daughter to marry him: the name of the lullaby he caught her humming to herself every once in a while. That conversation had turned into a month-long hunt for the sheet music with the help of Tifa and Vincent, and that research had turned into Cloud sneaking out to the new Seventh Heaven whenever he could to practice it on the piano. Only for Yuffie to ruin it all.

Aerith shot him an apologetic smile when she saw his crestfallen expression. “I know, I’m sorry. For what it’s worth, our birdie didn’t mean to tell me, either. We were talking about the wedding and it slipped out, I think.”

“Still.” Cloud frowned. “I wanted to surprise you.”

Aerith reached out and gave his hand a light squeeze. “Well, I was surprised when Y—when the little birdie told me.”

He rolled his eyes. “You can stop doing that. I’m not gonna kill her. Probably. And it doesn’t matter, anyway. I didn ’t get to surprise you, she did. ”

Aerith giggled. “Jealous much, Cloud?”

“Kinda, yeah.” He huffed and she laughed again. “I can’t believe Yuffie of all people stole my thunder on my wedding day.”

“Well,” said Aerith, “if you think about it, she steals a lot of things. Thunders included, apparently.” She scooted closer to him and lightly threw her arm around his shoulders. “Besides, she didn’t steal it. She may have spoiled the surprise a little bit, but I’m still gonna get to hear you serenade me. At our wedding. In front of everyone. Including my mom.” She underlined each sentence with a gentle poke to his shoulder. “Aren’t you excited?”

Cloud chuckled and poked her shoulder right back. “Very. Stop trying to make me chicken out of it—that’s mean.” He furrowed his brows for a second as he felt the hand slung over his shoulder shift. “And stop trying to get my notepad.” He slipped it from right under her fingers and threw it on the table.

She whined a little in protest. “I could make a dive for it.”

“I’d catch you.”

“I could get Tifa to steal it for me.”

He laughed. “She wouldn’t. She’s sworn to secrecy.”

Aerith tutted. “Yes, but does secrecy trump Maid of Honour duties? I don’t think so! She’ll be game.”

He paused. “Wait, Maid of Honour?” She nodded triumphantly. “Just outta curiosity, when did you ask her?”

She waved a hand in the air. “We’re going out for lunch this Saturday—gonna ask her then.”

“Uh-huh. Wish I could be there for that conversation.”

“You know something I don’t, mister?” she asked, shooting him a quizzical look.

“Maybe. Wouldn’t wanna spoil the surprise, though. Well, anyway, gotta get back to—” He tried to get up from the couch, but Aerith pulled him back down next to her.

“Oh, come on! Don’t leave me hangin’ like that!” She climbed over him so she was straddling his lap to keep him in place, even though they both knew full well that he was more than capable of just picking her up and moving her. “C’mon, tell me!” She leaned close to him with a wide grin. “You tease.”

Cloud scoffed. “Look who’s talkin’.”

“Look who’s not.” She poked his side and he jumped a little despite his best efforts. Aerith raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“Don’t you dare,” he warned.

“Watch me.” She slowly laid her hands on his sides, which in any other context would’ve been a gesture of affection from his fiancée instead of the cold-blooded threat it was.

“Fine, fine,” he said, quickly taking her by the wrists and moving her hands far away from him. “Just warnin’ you, Tifa’s not gonna be your Maid of Honour.”

Aerith furrowed her brows. “And why’s that?”

He shrugged. “’Cause I called dibs.”

“What!?” Her eyes went wide. “Seriously?”

“Yep,” he said, popping the p. “Like… the day after I proposed. Went and asked her to be my Best Woman.” Called her panicking and begging for help was a more appropriate description, but Aerith didn’t need to hear that.

“Aww…” Aerith leaned back and crossed her arms. “That blows a hole in my plans.”

“It’s your own fault for leaving it until now, you know. You’ve had months.”

She stuck her tongue out at him. “I’ve been busy! Couldn’t you have asked Barret? Or Nanaki?”

No, because I didn ’t call them in a lovesick panic. “I’m sure Nanaki would make a terrific Maid of Honour. Uh, Friend of Honour? Nanaki of Honour.”

Aerith laughed. “D’you think he’d be up for it?”

“For you? Yeah. Doubt there’s much anyone wouldn’t do for you.”

She giggled. “That’s sweet. And you?”

Cloud furrowed his brows. “What about me?”

“Would you do anything for me?” she asked, leaning closer to his face.

“Of course.” He let his hands slid down from her wrists to entwine their fingers together. “Anything.”

Aerith grinned. “Would you let me see the flowers?”

Cloud rolled his eyes as a laugh escaped him. “Not a chance in hell. You’ll see them at the wedding.”

She stuck her tongue out at him again, but she was smiling. “Can’t wait.”

“Me neither.”

Aerith was quiet for a moment as she leaned her forehead against his and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath. “I can’t wait,” she repeated. “I can’t believe I get to marry you.”

Cloud brushed a hand over her cheek, and she leaned into the touch with a sigh. “I can’t believe I get to marry you, ” he said, softly stroking the skin under her eye.

She hummed and pressed a kiss to his palm. “I love you,” she whispered, the words falling easily from her lips. They still made Cloud’s breath hitch. He didn’t think he’d ever get fully used to them, to it, to her. And he loved it. And her.

“Love you too,” he murmured. The words didn’t come as effortlessly to him, but the effort was worth it.

Aerith smiled and closed the distance between them with a light kiss. “So,” she said when she pulled away. “Mint green it is?”

Cloud peered into her eyes and pursed his lips. “You know,” he started, “it’s good. But it’s not my favourite colour.”

She giggled. “Mine either. I’d have to go with sky blue. But we’d have to rethink the whole theme.”

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Fandom: Final Fantasy VII (Remake) Pairings: Aerith Gainsborough/Cloud Strife Word count: 1,982 Rating: T

Summary: Two years after they defeated Sephiroth and saved Aerith, Cloud decides to propose. It should be easy. It isn't easy; thanks to his friends and Aerith herself, who keeps knowing more than she should.

"We did it!" As if by instinct, he wraps her in his arms and buries his nose in her hair. As if by chance, he pulls her a little closer. Almost as if all his instincts were trying to ensure that Aerith couldn't slip away from him again, that he would never lose her once more. "We sure did." Her cheeks are red with joy and his heart is racing. It's the perfect moment. It's time. He opens his mouth to ask the all-important question. A heavy hand lands on his shoulder, almost bringing him to his knees. "Cloud!" Cid's voice reaches his ear. "You gotta come with us!" It's like an ice-cold bucket of water being dumped on him. "What? Where? Why?" "That guy over there is betting a whole bunch of money that his shitty black chocobo can't be beaten by anyone." "And what does that have to do with me?" Cid just looks at him. In the way that only Cid can look at someone. In the way that says "are you kidding me, you stupid moron?" without saying it out loud. ...Not that Cid would normally shy away from using words like those, but in front of Aerith he holds back his swearing as much as possible (much to Aerith's amusement, because sometimes her mouth is no better than his). Cloud averts his eyes and looks at Aerith. Aerith beams at him like the sun, a mischievous smile on her lips. "I don't have a choice, do I?" "Kick his ass," Aerith says, and Cid laughs heartily.

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