The CloudxAerith doujin Mother is now my FFVII canon.
(Cloud passes away from old age and finally gets reunited with Aerith)
You can’t convince me otherwiseeeeeee

Kiana Khansmith
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if i look back, i am lost
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we're not kids anymore.
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
taylor price
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@thesleepingdetective
The CloudxAerith doujin Mother is now my FFVII canon.
(Cloud passes away from old age and finally gets reunited with Aerith)
You can’t convince me otherwiseeeeeee
Vincent + kid!Cid (FFVII) | サト
This is adorable
"... yes, ma'am."
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"Cloud...? I am not Marlene."
Before and After
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"Spider hug" (because why the hell not?)
Send me "Spider hug" for my muse's reaction of yours wrapping their arms and legs around them.
There were few things Vincent still feared after his death… and Yuffie Kisaragi was the only one that fell under the human category. His whole body tensed up, his muscles now rigid, and he slowly turned to face the young thief.
"… Kisaragi dono?" the man dared to ask "My wallet is in the left pocket, ma’am."
"Oh come on, now! Give me some credit. If that’s what I was after, I would have been long gone with it by now! Either way, my legs are worn out from training, so I’ve elected you to be my noble steed! Mostly because you’re tall. And there’s no one else around."
"... I may be honored to be promoted your temporary chocobo,,, but, Kisaragi Dono, I hardly believe this is a good idea. I can't hold my scythe with you-" in the way? DId he really almost said that? "-on my back. And- I have no intention of anger you, ma'am, but I doubt this will be an optimal position for you as well to swing your weapon."
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Send ✆ for a morning text
[text] I hear explosions in the city. Is that you, Sephiroth? I have a day off and my plan was to sleep until noon, can you at least try to avoid the northern part of Edge? Thanks, your Valentine.
"I admit it’s something I have wondered about you." Sephiroth commented, making the final touches to the bed, "I don’t know the exact story behind you, Valentine, but I know enough. The Shinra library did have a few books detailing the procedures performed on you. You’re a good deal older than you look." He turned and took a seat on the edge of the bed, “So naturally that’s inspired a few questions from me.”
"... I had no idea the crazy man kept notes about my... surgeries. Fascinating." He surely didn't miss those long days spent trapped in Hojo's lab and had no interest in learning more about what happened to his body (For a paranormal detective with a fascinatio for morbid cases he could be quite the whimp when that topic was touched). "I should be roughly sixty years old."
"Oh, please, feel free to ask. I cannot guarantee an answer, thought."
“Luxury Seat” ((cuz why the fuck not))
Send me “Luxury Seat” to see my character’s reaction to yours sitting on mine’s lap
Vincent almost dropped mug of coffee when he felt a weight on his lap and his eyes widened with surprise and confusion when he finally realized who was using him as personal seat. The detective didn’t move, he knew better than irritating a potential threat over this, yet he wasn’t particularly pleased to have his personal space invaded.
"Sephiroth…" he grumbled "Explain yourself."
Luxury seat (because why not?)
Send me “Luxury Seat” to see my character’s reaction to yours sitting on mine’s lap (Why not indeed!)
If Vincent was planning to go after a pretty maiden he noticed earlier the detective ended completely floored by themiterious creature that approached him and nonchalantly sat on his lap. A demon? A real one?
"Who…" Galian howled inside his body, wagging his unreal tail and yapping in Vincent’s head, the three other creatures inside his body just waited in silence. Screw the girl, he had a real demon on his lap and it was one of the most amazing paranormal encounters in his whole life. He wanted to touch the creature, to study it.
"Who are you?" He asked, almost in awe.
The boy was about to say something, that is until Vincent covered his mouth which only granted the man a look of confusion. Glancing down at the detectives’ hand, Denzel silently raised a brow. “But…why? Why do I have to stay hidden?” he asked, though his question was somewhat quieted due to hand against his mouth. He took a tiny step back hoping that it would help a little bit, or at least let the man hear his questions. “Is somebody after us?”
"Because Tifa wouldn't be able to fight at her best aware of your presence on the battlefield, Denzel. You will be our legacy someday..." Not Vincent's but the man already accepted he was going to outlive his gang and all he could do was to try to enjoy their company to the fullest as long as they had tie "... and we cannot afford t have you or Marlene hurt. Someone is after us and I will stop them, but you have to be quiet and stay here."
Snuggle
Vincent couldn't quite understand the sudden display of affection of the younger woman but he slowly shifted his arms from his side to her shoulders keeping her at his side.
"Ma'am?" the detective finally asked, crimson eyes set on her tiny figure. he was hardly used to physical contat despite his friendly and usually flirtatious tones. "Is something wrong?"
Send me “Luxury Seat” to see my character’s reaction to yours sitting on mine’s lap