#aerith gainsborough imagine

[waifujuju]

What if Cloud unconsciously mimicked Avalanche?

[valentimmy]

vii

[geekynerfherder]

'Aerith Gainsborough' by Miguel Mercado.

[poritora]

Final fantasy 7 except Aerith and Sephiroth peak siblingism🔥🔥🔥

[secondarysefikura]

Aerith: Good news, I’ve convinced Sephiroth to not go threw with his plans and help us take down Shinra.

Tifa: How?!

Aerith:…..Cloud just has to marry him.

Cloud: WHAT?!

Sephiroth: My clones are already getting everything ready for the wedding including your dress, but I’m not officially joining your little group until after our honeymoon Cloud. And it must be at least 2 weeks long.

Barret: Sounds like a fair deal.

Cloud: Don't I get a say in this?!!?!

Sephiroth: Of course you do, you are the bride after all. I'll have the clones bring several dresses for you to choose from. I am also open to discussing where we will have our honeymoon.

Cloud: I am not the bride! I'm not getting married!

Aerith: Come on Cloud, I know it's not ideal, but this will solve both of our problems! Also Sephiroth and I kinda already shook on it so...um...

Cloud: Ugh, fine!

*The day of the wedding*

Priest: Does anyone object?

Cloud: *Raises his hand*

Sephiroth: *lowers Cloud's hand*

[eruukat]

vincent and aeriths unlikely friendship. yes? yes

[cloudjr]

‘tease.’ || ffvii

scenario: how they react to you teasing them.

characters: cloud, tifa, aerith

contents: a lot of blushing, flirting, fluff

CLOUD STRIFE

the group was taking a brief break from travelling to stretch their legs. cloud thought to use this time to walk around, preferably by himself.

when he feels something on his hair, he instinctively turns to see what it is, prepared to wield his blade. he's surprised to see you standing in front of him, looking a bit taken back at his sudden movement, but immediately going back to touch his hair.

he closes his eyes and lets out a small sigh, both in relief and slight annoyance.

"your hair," is all you say as you knead strands between your fingers.

"yes," cloud opens his eyes with what he hopes is a neutral face, "what about my hair?" he asks, and you pull your hand back.

"how do you keep it like this all the time?" you don’t look him directly in the eyes when you speak, keeping your eyes on the blonde's hair with a curious gaze.

cloud merely furrows his brows at the sudden attention before looking away and shrugging. when he looks back momentarily, you're much closer than before and back to touching his hair, making comments cloud doesn’t even bother acknowledging anymore.

cloud interrupts your comments with his own, gently pushing your hand away from his head.

"sorry, i don't really do anything to it." cloud gives you a deadpan look, and you put your hands up immediately in defense.

“hey, i never said it was bad thing,” you grin at cloud's utterly confused stare. "it just amazes me how it always just... stays in that shape?"

"what?" is all cloud can get out, confused by your words.

"i mean, a lot of people take their time to make themselves look this good, but all you do is wake up and you look,” you let a smirk pass over your lips and give cloud a quick once over that makes his heart jump at the sudden action. "effortlessly handsome." you finally finish.

you lift a hand to brush some hair away from his face, and cloud has no words as he feels his pulse quicken at the feeling of your fingers brushing against his forehead to pull his hair away.

he can feel a heat climbing up the back of his neck to reach his face, and your smile widens a bit before giving cloud a wink, leaving and making your way to the others.

it takes everything cloud has in him not to crumple to the ground in a flustered mess.

TIFA LOCKHART

you circle each other tentatively, both watching each other strategically.

tifa opens with a jab towards your midriff. you manage to avoid the attack, spinning round into a kick, which tifa dodges with ease.

you continue to spar for the next several minutes, moving in some kind of dance of space and awareness and strikes forceful enough to hurt, but careful enough to not bruise.

tifa notices as you carry a small smile, face a little flushed and sweat sticking a few strands of hair to your forehead and she could trace, with her eyes, the lines of your arms and the dip between your collarbones and the smooth skin of your shoulders.

"staring, lockhart?" you questioned, a small smirk on your face, and tifa felt herself flush.

"um, n-no. just... looking for an advantage."

you raised an eyebrow. "worried i'll beat you?"

"well, uh..." was what came out instead, clearly thrown off by your teasing comments, nearly as embarrassing as her last excuse.

you grin, directing a spinning kick straight at tifa's ribs. this time, the hit makes contact, knocking her fully off-balance.

still slightly dazed, tifa forgets sparring etiquette and reaches out thoughtlessly, grabbing onto you to try and right herself, but your centre of gravity was still off from the kick, and you both ended up falling to the ground.

tifa doesn't breathe. part of that being because you had just landed on top of her, physically knocking the breath from her lungs, but mostly because you had just landed on top of her, bodies pressed together, your face against her neck.

you quickly push yourself up on your forearms, taking a little of your weight off tifa.

you stare at her for a second with a look in your eyes she can’t quite decipher yet. tifa's breath hitches when she sees your eyes flicker to her lips, gaze lingering on them for a while.

"pretty," you whisper, lowly, as your face unconsciously moves closer to hers, and in that exact moment, her brain stops working.

around you there was complete silence, with your breaths and the subtle sound of your heartbeats being the only sounds heard.

tifa's eyelids close slowly when she feels you lean in towards her. she shudders as she feels your nose brush hers.

it isn't until she feels you turn her head slightly and peck her on the cheek, that she opens her eyes, staring at you, an expression filled with confusion and desperation.

"i'd rather kiss you when i'm not covered in sweat and gross," you say, getting up and bringing tifa's hand up, placing a soft kiss against her knuckles. "for now, this'll have to do." you say simply, offering a cheeky smile before heading back and leaving a bemused tifa by herself.

AERITH GAINSBOROUGH

it's late in the evening when there's a rhythmic knock at the door, and you can instantly tell who it is.

"come in, aerith." you smile softly at the brunette as she walks into the room, humming a tune you don't particularly recognise.

aerith shuffles to where you sit and stands there for a second. you notice how her hair was down, no accessories or anything tying it up, and your heart flutters at how beautiful she managed to look at any given moment.

"can you braid my hair?" she asks, a pout on her lips as you raise an eyebrow. "pretty please?"

you look down and see a brush and hair ties in her hand, along with her signature bow wrapped around her wrist, and you can't help but titter at how prepared she was.

her hair is damp—she must’ve just gotten out of the shower—and she wears a white t-shirt paired with light pink shorts.

she looked to be ready for bed, you realise. her eyes look tired.

"of course," you stand up and go to turn on the bedroom light as aerith sits down, clapping her hands in rejoice.

you walk back over to aerith, who was setting down the hairbrush on the vanity desk. you stand directly behind her and begin the braiding process.

"you better make me look cute when it's done!” aerith teases, earning a soft snicker from you.

"you don't have to worry about that. you always look cute," you say, and aerith's smile only grows wider as she nudges you, calling you "such a flirt".

you take the brush in one hand and some of aerith’s hair in the other. you begin gliding it through the damp locks, weary to avoid pulling it. you delicately brush out the knots and begin sectioning the hair off.

as you start to braid her hair, you notice how aerith stared straight into the mirror, seemingly not at herself, but at you.

you decide to do some teasing of your own this time.

"so," you speak, snapping the brunette out of her trance. "why'd you decide to have me braid your hair tonight?"

she blinks a little bit, internally debating on what to tell you, then smiles brightly. "just wanted a reason to spend time with you." she says, confidently.

you feel a warm feeling creep from your neck to your cheeks, and it doesn't go unnoticed by aerith, and you can't help but feel slightly defeated.

"aww, did i make you blush?"

"shut up."

now, you're determined to get her back.

a few minutes pass of the both of you just talking as you continue to work your fingers through her hair, and you run a single finger down the complete braid when you finally finish.

"there," you hum, sliding your hands down to cup her face in your hands, tipping her head back so she’s forced to look up at you. "all done, pretty girl."

if it weren’t for the way your palms were pressed to her cheeks, you wouldn’t have been able to catch her reaction.

but since they were, you get the experience of feeling her face heat up beneath your hands by the second, and you can’t help the smile that finds its way to your lips.

"aww, did i make you blush?" you coo, a laugh bubbling out of you as aerith attempts to bury her face in her palms.

you move in front of her and kneel down to gently take her hands off of her face, giggling at her now red-tinted face. "do you like it when i call you that, my pretty girl?" you tease further, enjoying her reaction.

"mhm," she nods without hesitation, arms wrapping around your neck, a wide grin stretches across her lips. "definitely."

"good." you mirror her smile as she leans in to give you a toothy kiss.

[deathberi]

hamaguchi-san cleared it up! anyone with basic language/research sense don't need this but if anyone out there in the wild believed that silly article for a moment then here ya go

[accala]

Aerith and Zack (in the lifestream) definitely made themselves the honorary aunt and uncle after Cloud got a kid.

[catboyidia]

assigning a valentines day gift to some of my ffvii ships:

zakkura: cute heart shaped candy and zack gives cloud silly (strange) little valentines cards

asg: matching rings that have each of their initials engraved on the inside/their birthstones/something that uniquely reminds them of each other or represents each of them

aerti: hand picked flowers and the cutest matching necklaces/bracelets

tsengru: an extremely expensive but very romantic dinner date

tuestine: traditional chocolates with a large bouquet of red roses, and reeve gives vincent a little red cat plushie

renorude: also silly little valentines cards (except extremely graphic 18+ nsfw edition) and a surprisingly sweet, heartfelt and serious talk after (to make up for the “joke” gift)

[valentimmy]

aerti chrysler:)

[geekynerfherder]

'Final Fantasy VII: Aerith Gainsborough' by Christian Angel.

[joeyisaprincess]

How would Tifa, cloud, and aerith react to seeing someone who can shapeshift into a flying dragon, or an object, or into a copy of anyone? Basically anything they want.

Cloud is a bit put off. He's reminded of all of the weird experiments that went on with Shinra, somehow. He's much less freaked out if you shapeshift into something like another person, and even then, he only finds it acceptable if you're making fun of them.

Aerith is your biggest fan. She's got a list of things she wants you to change into semi-regularly. She wants you to shapeshift into a tiger, so she can cuddle you and not worry about how you might bite her. She loves bear y/n, because she gets to tie ribbons in your fur. The only time Aerith had an issue was when she asked you to change into her, and then she got freaked out.

Tifa thinks it's pretty cool, and useful for fighting. It reminds her of old anime she used to watch! She wants you to shapeshift into a talking metal bat so badly, so that she can hit enemies with you... She only yields when you tell her you will, in fact, still feel pain on impact. Sometimes, she has you change into other people so that she can play dress-up. Somewhere in the world, there's a picture of you changed into Cid, and you have him dressed like a 70's heartthrob.

[atelier-melvalda]

The most fashionable queens of Midgar🌸✨💕

[fearowkenya]

oh shit it's wip wsunday

wow aerith you sure feel strongly about the chad module. thats what this is about right aerith

[ihave-83-protons]

AU where Aerith has a cute little southern accent and says stuff like "sugar," "honey," and "darlin'"