“Mine.”
He thought it was adorable, really, he did.
It started as a whisper under the sheets, a pet name no stranger than the scientific terminology she and Hojo used for each other. She whispered it in stolen moments, when they touched needlessly in the hallway or when their hands caught as he handed her something.
But now [...]
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Possessive
Posted in FFVII, tagged lucrecia, vincent on October 13, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
When Cloud entered the bedroom, Tifa was already in her bed, breathing softly. He lay down in the bed beside hers and shortly was asleep.
It was another twenty minutes before he was dreaming, twisting and murmuring. Tifa opened her eyes and stood beside him.
“Aeris… too far…” he whispered, his voice strained.
Tifa hesitated, but waited less [...]
Traces
Posted in FFVII, tagged drabble on December 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It seemed too good to be true when the fliers went up underplate: free homes out in the country. He rushed to the cramped apartment he shared with his girlfriend. Too good or not, they had to try.
It was everything Shinra promised and more. They settled in, talked about raising a family.
Then he woke up [...]
Letters: Much Too Young
Posted in FFVII, Letters, tagged reno, vincent, yuffie on October 13, 2008 | 2 Comments »
“Don’t be such an old man!”
“Yuffie, I am an old man.”
She wrinkled her nose and stuck her tongue out at me. “You don’t look it. I don’t know why you have to act it.”
Letters: Unspoken
Posted in FFVII, Letters, tagged cloud, drabble, vincent on September 14, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Neither one of them spoke, as if asking would jinx it. Words and sentences would mean thinking about what was happening. Better to just go with it.
Cloud’s hands were in Vincent’s hair, tightly tangled, but the taller man didn’t care. His attention was on Cloud’s lips and neck, how smooth the skin was.
This wasn’t about [...]
“Next time I take a vacation, I’m going alone,” Hojo grumbled. He was sitting on the narrow bench in the Gold Saucer holding cell and considering the logistics of releasing an airborne mutagen to make them all suffer.
“You’d have to quit before they let you, old man.” Reno laughed, sitting on the floor.
“That’s sounding better [...]
Letters: Training Exercise
Posted in FFVII, Letters, tagged drabble, veld, vincent on September 14, 2008 | 1 Comment »
“Don’t miss, pretty boy.”
“Don’t distract me.”
“You have to learn how to work under stress.”
“The entire point of sniping is that I’m way up here, away from anything that could possibly distract me except for a few amorous pigeons.”
“And yet distractions keep coming. Me, for instance. Or that woman in the skimpy bikini behind the target–”
“You [...]
Letters: Wake Up Call
Posted in FFVII, Letters, tagged cloud, vincent on June 3, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Dear Cloud,
I know it’s bad form to leave someone to wake up alone. I hope you will understand why I couldn’t stay and tell you in person. I’m really not very good with confrontations that don’t end in gunshots.
Letters: Sunday
Posted in FFVII, Letters, tagged gast, veld, vincent on April 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The first shot wasn’t so bad. It made me vomit until I shook, but no big deal. Lucrecia held my hair while I was sick, and took the sample for my father.
The second and third samples were in the mail before we heard back. That week, I went in with Dad’s orders to try to [...]
