#cloud meme

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My favorite part of FF7: Rebirth is Cloud retelling his Sephiroth lore to everyone like it ain't reading like a self insert fanfic he wrote at 16:

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Have some none context meme left character

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@nights-fear​ asked:  “Friends don’t lie.” / from Sora for Cloud 🗝 Stranger Things Starters Accepting

          Cloud lifts his head when Sora speaks, his blue-green eyes widen at the young keyblade wielder's words. He wasn’t sure where it was coming from, trying to remember if he’d seen or heard something that would make Sora say such a thing. He doesn’t focus long on the inner question when nothing comes to mind right away, figuring if Sora wanted to talk more deeply about whatever it is, he would.

          Eyes flicking upwards & to the side, not to ignore Sora, but to reflect in a thoughtful manner about the other’s statement. He could take the easy way out, just to agree & go about his day, he wasn’t big on long extensive conversations but he does. He actually ponders the other’s statement for what seems like minutes ticking slowly by.

          “Sometimes they do.” 

          Cloud’s words come out honestly, that honesty reflecting in his blue-green eyes as he looks at the other boy. Shifting against the wall at his back to turn slightly towards Sora. “Sometimes they don’t mean to, because they’ve forgotten something important. Sometimes they’re being foolish about it. Other times it can be to hurt their friend or even protect them.” He’d like to think his closer friends don’t lie to him, he likes to think he can trust them, but everyone gets stupid from time to time.

[thirteen-dollz]

This was a problem

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@themarvelliteraryuniverse asked: “  is this the part where i’m supposed to be heroic and say it’s just a scratch?  ” (Aerith) Injury Prompts || Accepting

ㅤㅤㅤㅤThere's nothing to be afraid of. . . ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIt's not death, it's a homecoming. . .

ㅤㅤSwiftly, Cloud moves to stand over a prone trooper, his lightly glowing aqua eyes coldly looking at the man. His fingers grip his swords hilt tightly, his arms rising with the full into to bring his blade down with a brutal thrust downward.

ㅤㅤ. . . they'll only return to mother's embrace within the planet.

ㅤㅤThe voice sounds familiar, it's distracting. Coud flinches as a noise sounds in his head, short quick spurts that steal his breath & causes him to double over. Gritting his teeth he tries to focus on the voice even as the ringing increases. His hand grasps the side of his head, his mind hardly noticing the moisture beneath his palm.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ'. . .i'm supposed. . . heroic. . . say it's. . . a scratch.'

ㅤㅤCloud struggles to inhale as the last two words snap loudly into focus. "Aerith." Turning his head, his eyes snap to her hunched form. Oblivious of the trooper, he straightens, moving his sword to the latch on his back as his free hand curls. His hand moves back as he concentrates, pulling on the Healing Materia weld within his bracelet to surround her with a curaga spell before moving over to her.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤThat's right, Aerith had been injured. . . How'd he. . .?

ㅤㅤDeciding not to follow that thought, Cloud knees beside her as he looks her over. "Did that do the trick?" Pulling something from his pocket, he offers her an elixir. His aqua eyes flick around checking for a wound before they move to her face. He almost looks bashful.

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@themarvelliteraryuniverse asked: “  no— don’t take the fucking knife out.  ” (Reno) Injury Prompt || Accepting

ㅤㅤWhat a moment to be unarmed, which shouldn't have mattered. He was just a little distracted when his unwanted visitors showed their faces. Cloud finds himself pressing into a corner in an alley, allowing the walls themselves to do most of the work just to keep himself standing. Quietly thankful he'd made it a least a decent distance before it had become so painfully distracting he had to stop.

ㅤㅤDigging into his pocket, Cloud searches for his armband he's shoved into his black shorts hours before. His lips press into a thin tight light as he shifts just enough to attach it to his wrist. It's not the best of circumstances, but he'll stubbornly make do with what he has on hand.

ㅤㅤHe doesn't bother, mentally kicking himself for leaving his potions in his SOLDIER uniform. It would be a waste of time.

ㅤㅤAqua blue eyes flick upwards, taking in Reno's appearance before looking back to the knife sticking from his side at a very uncomfortable angle.

ㅤㅤHe doesn't bother looking up when he notices Reno from the corner of his eye, wrapping his hand around the hilt he--

ㅤㅤLifting his head, Cloud looks Reno dead in the eye. His head tilting with an exhale of breath that might sound more like a low grunt. Those aqua blue eyes doing their best to bore a hole through the other man with a done expression that spoke volumes.

ㅤㅤThere are wanted posters, he can't exactly find medical assistance & making it to his friends for a quick heal was out. Only option is doing it himself.

ㅤㅤ"Why? Going to help?" That an action he can easily doubt, he doesn't think the Turk is crazy enough to offer. Not that he's going to care if he assumes wrong. "Shut up. I'm trying to concentrate."

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@warofthebeasts asked: “  next time,  i’ll go for the heart.  ” [ for cloud from sephiroth ] Injury Prompt || Accepting

ㅤㅤㅤㅤI. . .

ㅤㅤA broken breath hisses out as Cloud slides backwards, his feet shifting apart, his sword moving back behind him even as he bends slightly forward. Struggling to maintain balance as his momentum takes a bit longer to slow.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ. . .need you. . .

ㅤㅤHis hand shifting moving even as he hears Sephiroth talking, hearing the words without focusing on them. The second he stops Cloud casts haste on himself. He knows he should have healed himself, but he just needs to catch his breath.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ. . .to. . .

ㅤㅤClamping his lips together tightly, he holds in his ragged breath as he shoots forward. Using all of his hate & anger to fuel his way forward, even as those words start echoing within his mind, mixing with his one singular though.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ. . .die. . .

ㅤㅤLeaping into the air, he brings his sword over his head & lets himself move on instinct as he endeavors to bring the blade down. Right on Sephiroth's head.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ. . .all over again.

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@speedchasing asked: ' i'm so terrified for the future. i've not been able to save anything. ' for cloud! Agatha Christie Sentence Starters || Accepting

ㅤㅤCloud doesn't know how to act at first. Not sure if Roche is talking about something traumatic. It's hard to tell with how Roche is. Is it about something serious? Side eyeing the other man as his lips press into a tight thin line, a scowl moving over his brow. He wasn't sure what he'd expected from the other man, all he knew was that he was fully prepared to give him an aggravated sigh the second Roche's usual greeting left his lips. Instead he stands there awkwardly trying to process what is going on. Everything about Cloud's face was as if he was waiting for Roche to proceed in his normal antics. Well, normal for Roche. He's almost, almost, tempted to ask if something was happened. Granted, there's still that dramatic air to Roche's statement.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWait. . . ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThis. . . couldn't be about---

ㅤㅤ" Is this about your motorcycle? Just have Shinra make you a new one. "