#ff7 barret wallace x reader

[kyasarinkishinuma]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE'S NO BARRET X READER CONTENT ON TUMBLR--

[demialwrites]

FF7 x Reader

Annoying things about being in a relationship with them

Rufus Shinra

He knows how to clean surprisingly decently because of his time confined to Turk HQ in Before Crisis but stubbornly refuses to do certain things. It's 'beneath him'

Even if you're on birth control or otherwise can't get pregnant, it doesn't matter. He's wearing a condom and how dare you suggest otherwise

He takes up all the space in the closet because of all the layers he insists on wearing

He insists on taking his dog everywhere, even if you explain it terrifies some people. For example: your poor parents

Rude

There's a third wheel in this relationship and his name starts with a Re and ends with a No

Rude is very romantic. However, he only barely has time so his gestures happen spontaneously and it's hard to plan around his schedule

Often comes home with injuries and you're the one who has to patch him up and worry about him. He doesn't worry about himself

He prefers to show not tell. You have to learn how to read him with a glance

Reno

There's a third wheel in this relationship and his name is Rude

His insecurity randomly spikes and he gets mega jealous, sometimes with threats at the offending party

Very loud. All the time

Gets broody about things he has to do at work and sometimes nothing you do will help

Gets whiney when you don't have the stamina to have sex all damned night

Cloud

Cannot communicate his needs. Does not know what his needs are. WHAT ARE NEEDS?

Everyone flirts with him but if you try to talk to him about it, he never noticed the flirting in the first place

Sometimes cute animals follow him home and oops, one day you have seven cats, fifteen chickens, four dogs, several chocobos, and one of those giant elephant fiends because it was injured and alone. You didn't sign up to live at a zoo but here you are, shoveling elephant shit every day

Occasionally, one of his hair spikes stab you straight in the eye when he's being the little spoon

Barret

Thinks he can fix everything himself when sometimes you just need him to listen

Like Reno, Barret can be quite loud. If you like peace, sometimes you have to take some space. It makes the big guy sad

Not very detail-oriented. Leaves little things like ammo all over the garage/shed floor and small bits of trash all over the house. He meant to pick it up, honest!

Occasionally breaks the bed

Tseng

You can't be spontaneous for shit because he anticipates everything

He has certain cleaning standards but he doesn't always tell you. He just redoes it himself

Must be the one to clean and iron his suit himself or he will get annoyed

His handwriting is annoyingly perfect and it makes you feel bad about your chicken scratch

Elena

Puts herself in danger way too often. She doesn't understand your horrified reaction to her story of how she jumped out of a helicopter onto a moving dune buggy in the middle of the Corel desert

It can be hard to tell if she's actually angry or just venting

You know more about her work than is probably safe for you

Too spontaneous. She sometimes makes important decisions without consulting you first

Reeve

Main bad habit: he is a workaholic

Sometimes puts others needs before yours. He's just trying to help

Doesn't take good care of his health

Uses the sad puppy eyes to get out of arguments more often than he should

Sometimes leaves spare cait siths and his parts all over the living room

[dinoace2]

Little Matchmaker

Brief barret x reader fic because my man deserves love and yall are cowards

Post ff7, i...don't think there are any spoilers? Wholesome stuff because I felt like it, ~1.1k words, reader's a she

(A/N: is this how second person works? This is a first attempt)

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You joined Cloud and his friends on their journey to save Gaia, and after the fact, it didn't hurt to keep in touch. You helped out at the renovated Seventh Heaven when you could, and, oddly enough, you found yourself drawing closer to the young Marlene.

She was adorable, and so innocent and sweet. Although shy at first, she opened up more and more with each passing day. Nowadays, she practically considered you family.

Each time you came back to the bar, every day that you finished whatever odd job you took on, Marlene was the first to greet you. With a giggle and a smile, the girl would rush to your side, arms out for a hug. As long as you weren't completely exhausted, your standard response was to scoop her up in a big snuggle.

Unseen to you, these interactions always brought a smile to someone's face.

Barret stood leaning against a doorway, arms crossed and a gentle smile on his lips. Seeing his daughter so happy gave him a sense of ease. To him, it meant things were finally turning up. It meant that the idea of a peaceful future was more than just a fantasy. It meant that he might not have to spend his entire life fighting for change.

You were special to him, for more reasons than one.

Of course, he loved that you were a source of support and joy for his little girl, but lately he...began to think about something more.

You had spent so much time together on the road, alongside everyone else of course. Acquaintances, then allies, then friends, and now...

Now he wasn't so sure.

When did it start, that he began to notice the endearing smile on your face whenever you came by? When did he start to see the glimmer in your gorgeous eyes, a hopeful look for a bright future?

When did he realize his heart began to race in your presence?

When did he first notice that, the person he'd been traveling with, fighting alongside, and, frankly, trusting with his life on a regular basis, could perhaps be something more?

In truth, he could probably only mark it up to the fact that Marlene looked so happy when you were around.

He'd never really thought much about love or anything like that. Up til now, there was always some kind of danger or threat or something to fight for, and now that there was peace? It actually left space to think about something else.

He watched his daughter take you by the hand and lead you outside to play, and smiled as he took a seat at the bar. Tifa set a glass in front of him. "Are you ever gonna tell her?"

He looked at her, a confused look on his face as he took his glass. "Whaddaya mean?"

She chuckled. "Come on, I know you aren't totally oblivious. You light up every time she walks in here."

Barret rolled his eyes. "I dont 'light up' for anyone. I mean...'cept for Marlene." He shrugged.

Tifa only smiled. "Alright then. Do you want a refill?"

A while later, when you and Marlene finally came in for a break from your playing, you both sat at the bar, and Tifa presented both of you with a fresh glass of ice-cold lemonade.

You smiled, taking the glass with a sigh. "Thanks, Tifa. This kiddo here can race fast when she wants to...where's all that energy come from, anyway?" You ruffled the girl's hair and she giggled.

You looked at the only other guest in the building, and you waved. "How have you been, Barret?"

He couldn't help but smile at you. "Oh, i- uh. I'm doin' alright. How are you?" Tifa chuckled at his response, and he only glared back at her.

Marlene set her glass down, then walked up to Barret and put her hands on her hips. "Daddy, you need to ask Miss (y/n) on a date!"

You and Barret both choked on your drinks at the same time, attention very quickly shifting to the little girl in front of you.

Barret chuckled nervously. "Um. I. Sweetheart, where'd that even come from?"

"Well all the time you're talking about how nice and amazing and pretty she is!" She crossed her arms.

His eyes went wide. "I-, heh, i...that was supposed to be secret words, princess..." his eyes darted between you and her, almost seeming nervous.

She turned back to you. "And when we play together you always sit on the swings and gush about how great Daddy is!"

You froze. Had you really done it that much? Maybe a couple times here and there, just as a way of finding something you and her could agree on, her dad is pretty incredible after all. Perhaps it slipped your mind how often you brought it up, but...you never talked that much with her about your feelings for him....did you? Your cheeks flushed, your face felt hot. How embarrassing, to have been utterly exposed by a seven-year-old to someone you looked up to so much.

Marlene took you by the hand and walked you over, so that you stood closer to Barret than before. "You like her, and she likes you, and also I like her a lot! I think she'd be a good Mama!"

With every word she said, you were somewhere between melting out of excitement and happiness, and wanting to curl up and shrink away out of embarrassment.

Tifa looked on at the awkward display, and broke the silence with a chuckle. "Well, no arguing with that logic, huh?"

You turned to her with the most 'shut. UP!' glare in your eyes, and she only replied with a shrug and a smile.

Barret sighed and took a long breath, standing up. "Alright...uh. well..." he cleared his throat. "Um. (y/n), uh." He gestured his hand and fidgeted a bit. "Will you....uh. will..." he let out a long sigh. "....willyougoonadatewithme‐"

You paused, shocked for a moment. Barret Wallace, among the strongest men you'd ever met, reduced to nervous mumbles and shaky fidgets. That was never a sight you could have expected, but...it wasn't necessarily something you didn't find amusing.

You smiled. "Sorry, what was that? I couldn't quite hear you."

He paused, grumbled under his breath for a moment, then sighed. "I, uh. Would you...like to get dinner with me...sometime soon?"

You couldn't help but giggle, and you reached out to take his hand.

"I'd love to."

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Thanks for reading! :]

[lillunna]

whats next

first off im currently writing a biker biggs x reader modern AU bc of booktok and bikertok got me but i it may take a second because I got distracted playing FF7RB and taxes lol but after this which one next? im thinking ex turk reader, actress reader, or even a rodeo AU (shhhh i love me some hot cowboys >:D) im also always taking requests for any FF7 characters EXCEPT yuffie and red unless yall want some platonic sibling or parental fic BC THEY R CHILDREN also if i write for cait it would automatically be a reeves fic

[aethes-bookshelf]

two squeezes mean 'i love you' || cloud strife/reader

More fluff to repent for the rest of my angsty, angsty Cloud fics

Pairing: Cloud Strife/Reader

Warnings: none

Summary: Cloud is horrible at words - everybody knows that. You did too and it never bothered you; not really. But when you realize he hadn't told you he loved you even once throughout the entirety of your relationship, you decide to take matters into your own hands.

AO3 link

Cloud was never good at words. Any words. And his previous conversations with, well, literally anyone proved that much. You knew that. You fell in love with a man of actions, not words; that was one of the reasons why you loved him so much in the first place.

That didn't mean him never telling you he loved you stung any less.

The first few times he didn't say it back, you just assumed he wasn't ready for it yet. Which was perfectly fine. After all, you yourself had been with people who pushed for that confession to happen way too soon and you didn't want to put him through something like that. Plus, if he was involved with you in the first place, that meant he was bound to have some feelings for you; he wouldn't be with you if he didn't.

Your faith in that notion weakened with every month that went by. And, suddenly, your first anniversary passed by, and… still nothing. Everytime you told him you loved him, he just made a vague grunting noise and looked away. So, eventually, you just stopped saying it all together.

That was the moment you noticed a slight change in his behaviour. He always kind of reminded you of a grumpy, old cat. But now that you stopped showing your affection like you used to, his face soured even more ー if that was even possible ー and the crease between his brows became nearly permanent.

Eventually, when you refused to kiss him goodnight, he snapped.

‘Okay, what is it?’ he asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

‘What?’

‘Don’t “what” me. What. Happened.’

‘I… I really don’t know what you mean, Cloud.’ You stifled a yawn. ‘Can we please talk about this in the morning? I have an early shift tomorrow and I really don’t want to be late.’

‘No, we are having this conversation now.’

Seems like your weak attempt at deflecting failed. Miserably.

You sighed. ‘Alright, alright. What is it?’

‘Well…’ he stammered. ‘It’s just that… You never…’

‘I never what, Cloud?’ It was your turn to cross your arms. ‘Are you going to tell me, or are we going to sit here all night?’

He stared at the comforter like it was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen. ‘...You never tell me you love me anymore.’

You must’ve heard him wrong? ‘Can you speak up a bit?’ Your voice was softer this time.

‘You never tell me you love me anymore,’ he repeated, finally looking you in the eye. ‘You always did that and now you don’t… So something must be wrong. Right…?’

‘You never tell me “I love you” either. I just… didn’t think you liked that kind of mushy stuff, so I stopped. It gets weird, always saying it and never getting an answer.

A moment of silence passed.

‘I do say “I love you”.’

‘No, you don’t.’

‘I do!’

‘Well, then clearly not to me, ‘cause I’ve never heard you say it!’

Cloud furrowed his brows. You could practically see the gears turning in his head. ‘But on our first anniversary…’

‘...I said it.’

‘On your birthday…’

‘That was me too.’

‘On my birthday…’

‘Keep trying, you might get it sometime.’

At that, he fell quiet.

Eventually, the silence got nearly stifling.

‘Look, Cloud, I get it if you don’t feel the same way. I’d just really appreciate it if you could tell me that to my face instead of… doing all of this.’ You gestured vaguely.

His eyes went so wide it was almost funny. And it would be, if not for the context. ‘You really think I don’t love you back?’

‘...Yes?’ It came out as more of a question than you intended it to.

‘Hm.’ He pursed his lips. ‘Well, I do. A lot. I’m just not… very good at this stuff.’

‘Yeah, I noticed.’

You both shifted, clearly uncomfortable.

‘I… might have an idea,’ you said slowly, meeting his eyes. He nodded; you took it as a sign to continue. ‘Since you’re not the best at words, how about we… set a code? A non–verbal way to say it?’

‘But… how would I say it without words?’ He tilted his head to the side. Cute.

You took his hand. ‘How about… two squeezes?’ You squeezed his hand gently. ‘Just like this.’

‘And that would mean?’

‘“I love you.”’

He looked down, deep in thought. After a moment, he nodded. ‘Okay,’ he said and squeezed your hand back.

Twice.

* * *

Ever since then, Could would squeeze you constantly. And not just your hands ー your arms, your thighs. Even your stomach sometimes, if you were cuddling. You’d scold him gently for the last one. You were a bit insecure about your belly and such direct attention to it made you quite ashamed, but he’d just squeeze it again and kiss you.

‘Bastard,’ you muttered in between kisses. ‘You’re lucky I love you.’

And he’d squeeze you again.

Sometimes, he'd deliberately do it in places where he knew you were ticklish; like your sides or your back. He’d pin you down and proceed to fondle you all over until you were a giggling mess ー always in sets of two.

It warmed your heart, honestly. You never really expected him to use that ‘code’ so much. When you set it, you thought he’d use it once, maybe twice a week. But at this rate, he’d be ‘saying’ it more than you were.

On one evening, when you were all hanging out in the bar ー Barret, Tifa, Aerith and the two of you ー Cloud was getting especially touchy. He always had a hand on you, hanging off your shoulders, around your waist or on one of your thighs. The rest of the group must’ve noticed; they kept stealing glances at you amids the conversation.

Finally, Tifa gave in. ‘Cloud, why do you keep squeezing them?’

Cloud went red.

‘Please tell me it’s not a sex thing,’ she added.

‘It’s not!’ you said, giggling. ‘It’s just… a little secret.’

‘You still make it sound like a sex thing, you know?’ said Aerith.

Cloud went even more red ー if that was even possible.

‘Stop, you’re gonna give him a heat stroke at this rate!’ you said, amusement clear in your voice.

Barrett snickered. ‘If he’s still that blushy when we talk about sex, then I’m honestly sorry for you.’ He patted your shoulder.

‘And your sex life,’ added Aerith, hiding her grin behind her glass.

Cloud groaned. ‘Can we stop talking about that?’

‘Why?’ Oh, Aerith was having way too much fun with this.

‘’Cause it’s none of your business.’

Tifa sighed. ‘Okay, okay, we’ll stop.’ Cloud didn’t like the look in her eyes. ‘If you give us some details about this whole squeezing situation.’

The other two cheered, raising their glasses.

‘Yeah, we wanna know!’ said Barret. ‘Come on, spill it.’

Cloud gave you an unsure look.

‘Go for it, babe,’ you said.

He sighed, defeated. ‘Well, it’s…’ He straightened his back a bit when you squeezed his hand. Twice. ‘It’s code for “I love you”.’

‘Awww,’ Aerith smiled. ‘I honestly didn’t expect it to be this cute!’

‘Me neither.’ Tifa refilled her glass. ‘Whose idea was it?’

‘Mine!’ You grinned. ‘Cloud’s awful at saying it, so I decided to do something about it.’

‘Could’ve spared them that part,’ grumbled Cloud, looking away.

‘Is she lying tho?’ asked Barret. ‘Don’t worry about it, little man,’ he added after a moment. ‘A lot of people are like that. It’s a good thing you two found a way to make it work.’

‘He’s right,’ said Aerith. ‘No shame in that.’

‘They’re right, babe. Cheer up.’

Cloud grumbled something under his breath and went back to nursing his whisky. You smiled wide when you felt him squeeze your hand.

Twice.

[holdin-out-for-a-hero]

Creep- FFVII Biggs X Reader Ch.17

Warnings: blood, descriptions of wounds

A/N: Sorry it took over a year for an update lol. Ya girl’s been through it. But I promise I will finish this fic this year. There are only two chapters left after this.

The familiar lights of sector 5 came into view. They shone like beacons of hope, sparkling in the dreadful darkness. Relief washed over you at the sight, albeit only for a moment.

Crowds of people were staring up at the sky behind you, pointing, gasping, and whispering to each other; the fear in their eyes was impossible to miss. Children were crying, people were moaning in pain, and worst of all, every gunshot and every explosion carried through the air as if it were right behind you.

"Help! We need a doctor!" One of the neighborhood watch boys shouted.

Some of the crowd turned their eyes to look at your bloody, panicked group. More gasps, more whispers of disbelief, looking at your dear friend like he was some type of sideshow attraction. Some of the parents shielded their children's eyes.

There was blood, so much blood. It dripped onto the dirt below; a puddle began to form. You felt sick.

You tore your eyes away from the sight.

"Is anyone a doctor?!" You shouted, eyes darting through the crowd for someone, anyone to help.

A white coat caught your eye, worn by a man crouching down on the dirt and wrapping bandages around a woman's arm. There were a few other wounded people sitting or lying around the man, but none nearly as urgent as Biggs.

"Hey!" You shouted, pushing through the crowd to reach him, "Doctor!"

The man looked up at you.

"We need your help!" You said.

You grabbed him by the arm before he could reply and dragged him towards your friend. You shoved him the final distance towards Biggs.

He stumbled, but quickly regained his composure as he looked at the source of your commotion.

"Oh my god," the man muttered. There was too much blood, anyone could see that. He placed two fingers on Biggs' neck. You felt your own heart stop as you waited for him to say something, anything.

A woman pushed her way through the crowd. Tan skin, dark curly hair, and glasses; She looked familiar.

"Biggs!" She shouted, running forward to get a better look at him.

She stopped in her tracks and gasped, her eyes wide like saucers at the sight.

"Quick!" She beckoned, "bring him inside!"

She ushered the men into the nearest building: the orphanage. Biggs had taken you there many times before. It always felt so warm and full of life, but this time was different. The children all crowded around the windows, oddly silent.

They all turned to look as the doors bust open, a group of men carrying a bloody, limp form up the nearest staircase. The face of the man was hidden from most of the children, who were either too short to see past the men's heads or had their eyes covered by one of the caretakers.

Except for one little girl. Five, maybe six years old, who just happened to be on the stairs as the men were going up. Her face grew pale at the sight, and her lip began to quiver.

"Biggs?" She asked.

The rest of the kids heard it.

Gasps, questions, shouts, and cries erupted before any of the caretakers could stop it. Children rushed forward, following you and the group of men up the stairs. Most were pulled back by the caretakers, but not without a struggle. The children were nearly impossible for the small staff to contain, and a few stragglers made it to the second floor.

The woman pushed a door open and held it for the men, who rushed inside. They dropped Biggs on the small cot, clearly made for a child, and the doctor made quick work cutting off his bloody shirt.

Everything was happening around you so fast you couldn't keep up with it all. The room felt like a whirlwind, people rushing past you, running in all directions; it was dizzying. The doctor shouted orders to the watch members quicker than you could process them. You could hardly process anything at all.

Your mouth felt dry, incredibly dry. And every time you swallowed, the lump in your throat nearly choked you.

"Is he gonna be ok?" You asked.

The doctor didn't look up from his work, and neither did any of the neighborhood watch members. It was as if you hadn't said anything at all. And yet you waited, unable to breathe until you received your answer.

"I don't know," the doctor finally answered, continuing his work without a second thought.

Your eyes locked on Biggs' abdomen. With his shirt now gone, you could see his wounds on full display. A gash, a bullet hole, both oozing fresh blood. There was dried blood everywhere.

You couldn't stop staring at it. The sight of the still bleeding wounds scared you to death. He had already lost so much blood, and yet you were afraid that if he stopped bleeding, that would mean his heart had finally stopped. So you watched the blood, it bubbled at a steady pace, fluctuating with every beat of his heart.

Beat.

Beat.

Beat.

A hand grabbed at your arm gently; the woman. She gave a small sad smile. And without a word, she led you out of the room.

She closed the door quietly behind her, ushering away the children who had managed to sneak upstairs against the staff's wishes. She scolded them quietly and told them not to talk to the other kids about what they saw. A request she knew would not be fulfilled.

She turned back to you, the same unconvincing smile on her lips as she whipsered, "Let's get you cleaned up."

Her hand wrapped around your wrist, giving a slight squeeze as she led you to the bathroom. The gesture, although kind, made you feel like a child in trouble.

Pushing the door open, she led you inside the small communal bathroom. Then, she crouched down to search through the cupboard under the sink.

You took a step towards the mirror, finally taking in your own appearance. It was then that you understood why she dragged you in; you likely would scare the children.

Your face was covered with sweat and dirt, black mascara had pooled under your eyes and run down your face, and worst of all, trails of blood caked your skin. It was his, you realized. His blood was all over your face.

You reached a shaky hand up to touch it. Some of it flaked off with the pressure, the brown flecks falling into the sink.

"My name's Folia," the woman said, moving beside you to wet the washcloth. You snapped out of your trance and looked at her.

"I'm-" you started

"Y/N, right?" She cut you off.

"How did you know?"

"He talks about you all the time to the kids," she said, giving you a smile that faded into nothing as she wrung the cloth. The mention of him made both of you grow silent.

She took your face in one hand and started dabbing at the blood with the washcloth. It came off your skin with relative ease, and so did the dirt. The mascara was a little bit difficult, but it came off eventually. And then she was done.

She took the washcloth under the sink again, washing away the stains.

"What all did he say about me?" You asked quietly.

"Don't worry, It was all good," she gave a small laugh, "he really seemed to have a thing for you."

The lump in your throat grew and your vision went blurry. The lights in the room looked like starbursts.

"Were the two of you ever... Y'know, together?" She asked.

You quickly shook your head no, a tear sliding down your face.

"Hey, don't lose hope just yet. He's a fighter, a real stubborn one too."

You huffed out a small laugh.

"You're right about that," you said, wiping the tears away. "What about you? How did you know him?"

"He was my teacher when I used to stay here as a kid... more like the older brother I never had. He was the whole reason I wanted to become a teacher."

Another solemn beat of silence.

It occurred to you that he had touched everyone's lives that he was a part of. He brought joy, comfort, humor, intelligence, strength, guidance, and solidarity to so many people. What a selfless man he was, spending all his spare time and paychecks on the kids at the leaf house, like a modern day saint.

It made you wonder, how could a man like him fall in love with you? And how on earth is if fair that his life could be taken so easily?

No, You shook your head.

He wasn't dead yet. He wasn't dead yet. He still had hope.

He was in the safest place you knew of, all things considered, and being treated with the best care a citizen of the slums could ask for.

There was nothing more you could do to help him. Whether he lived or died, that was up to Gaia.

Your friends were still on the pillar, though. And you couldn't live with yourself if something happened to them. Jessie, Wedge, Barrett, Tifa, and even Cloud. They were still fighting. Even though the battle was clearly lost...

You had to go get them.

You looked back at Folia, who was wringing out the wet washcloth, and mustered up the courage to tell her.

"Look,” you exhaled, “I really want to stay and look after Biggs, but I've got to make sure my friends in Sector 7 are ok."

Folia stopped what she was doing and stood frozen as she looked back at you, reading your expression.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" She asked, “I heard it's like a war zone out there, and the plate could fall any minute."

"I can't just stay here and wait for it to happen," you said, “They could be hurt, just like Biggs.”

Folia's brows knit together as she looked down at the cracked linoleum tiles. 

"What if you don't come back?" She looked up at you, "When he wakes up, the first thing he's gonna do is ask for you."

You bit your lip, there was nothing more you wanted than to be by his side if he woke up. You'd do anything to stay with him. But you wouldn't, no, you couldn't, just leave your friends.

You couldn't shake the images of them in your head, images of them riddled with bullets, slumped against the pillar, covered in blood. Just like Biggs.

"I know...," you looked Folia in the eye, "But I need them to be safe too. If something happened to them, I don't know what I'd do."

Folia shut her eyes and sighed, she knew you weren't going to be persuaded.

"I understand. If you've got to go, I'll stay here and make sure the doctor doesn't need anything."

"Thank you," you said, turning to leave the bathroom. But before you could leave, Folia caught your wrist.

"You better come back," she said, her gaze was intense, "He needs you."

You nodded to her.

"I'll come back. I promise."

She let go of your wrist.

You hurried out the hall and down the stairs,  brushing past the confused children crowded in the lobby. Little hands tried to grab at you, and little voices tried to ask how Biggs was, but you weee too quick. You made it out the door before they could get to you.

You looked up in the sky. The plate was still there. There was still time.

But then you felt something. Something bad, something wrong.

The ground shook beneath you, and a deafening rumble echoed through the streets.

Your heart sank.

You could only stand and stare as the sector seven plate fell from the sky and crumbled to the ground, in large, flaming chunks.

What couldn't have been more than a minute felt like a lifetime as you watched each piece of debris descend upon the city below...

Then came the wave of dust.

You managed to break free from your trance and run back into the leaf house just before it hit you. As soon as you turned around, the windows had become fully clouded over.

You placed a hand on the glass, trying to look past the endless sea of brown. It was pointless, you couldn't see anything, and yet you couldn't tear your eyes away, trying to find any figure, any silhouette in the fog.

Your friends weren't in there, right?

They had gotten out, right?

If there was one thing you knew about them, though, is they'd rather die fighting then sit back and watch this happen, so the answer was quite clear...

You suddenly felt lightheaded, your mouth incredibly dry, and a lead weight in your heart.

Folia rushed down the stairs, stopping in front of the window only for a moment before running to console the screaming kids.

Weird, it was only then you noticed the kids crying. You didn't notice anything happening around you. And even now, you still felt disconnected from it all. Chaos was unfolding all around you, and yet it didn't feel real. Nothing felt real.

Brown splotches were taking over your vision, and you grabbed onto the chair next to you, your hands shaking as they guided you to sit down. It was only then you realized how quick your breathing had gotten.

You leaned forward, trying to increase the bloodflow in your brain. Shutting your eyes, you took a couple deep breaths. They didn't come very easy, so you counted each inhale and exhale, just like Biggs had taught you.

Inhale...1...2...3...4...

Exhale...1...2...3...4...

Inhale...1...2...3..4...

All your friends were dead.

Inhale ...1...2...3...4

Barrett, Wedge, Cloud,

Exhale...1...2...3...4

Jessie and Tifa

Inhale...1...2...3...4

Marlene.

Your eyes shot open.

It couldn't be... she couldn't be...

Your breathing regressed back into a shallow, ragged mess, like someone or something was crushing your chest, breaking each and every rib in the process. You gasped for air, tears pricking at your eyes.

"Y/N!" A voice shouted, and footsteps rushed towards you. You didn't look up, you couldn't. Any sudden movement and you'd surely pass out.

"Y/N, you gotta breathe," the woman said, kneeling down to your level and taking your hands into her own. You recognized the voice; Folia, “Hey, look, breathe with me."

"Breathe in..." she instructed, you sucked in a quick breath, "Hold..."

Your lungs felt like they were on fire.

"Breathe out..." she said calmly, you quickly expelled the air out of your mouth, "Breathe in... hold... breathe out."

"Marlene," you managed to spit out, "I-I think Marlene was still in there."

She froze, you could feel it.

She must have recognized the name; Biggs probably brought her up all the time.

She didn't say anything, instead she sat down on the chair beside you, dropping her own heard into her hands as the full weight of the realization hit her. 

And with that, you fell back into your fit of sobs, crying for your friends, crying for your family, crying like your life fucking depended on it.

[isla-the-fickle]

100 gil

Cloud Strife x GN!Reader - Fluff

Word Count: 1196

Summary: In which you pay the new merc in town for a job well done, and he pays you back without you even knowing

The first time you saw him, you blanked completely. You were the one who had requested for help from the new merc, but you weren't expecting this. You weren’t expecting a man like him.

You realized you were staring when he started walking away, quickly catching up to him and grabbing his wrist. "Hey, wait! Sorry about that, I just spaced out. Are you the new merc?" you asked, utterly embarrassed and hoping he'd still help you.

"Yeah. So what's the job?" he asked.

'Wow. He's pretty straightforward.' you thought. "Well there's been a few reports from my tenants about wererats, and I can't exactly check it myself. I'm not much of a fighter."

"Alright, I'll take care of it. But if there's no wererats, I am still getting paid, right?" He asked curtly, looking towards you for an answer.

"Yeah of course, I'm not an idiot. You either get paid for getting rid of 'em or for confirming that there aren't any." you laughed. He nodded at you, and while you expected him to leave right away, he stood staring at you. Confused, you were about to ask what was wrong when you realized the feeling under your hand. It had still been on his wrist, so you quickly whipped it back.

"Oh, sorry. Didn't even realize." you said, once again embarrassing yourself in front of him. He grunted, but didn't budge an inch, still staring at you. You shifted under his gaze, getting slightly uncomfortable. You looked up at him and met his eyes, "Uh, what is it?" you asked nervously.

"You look really familiar. Where do I know you from?"

You blanked. You couldn't remember seeing him before, and with a face like his there's no way you could've forgotten him. Your eyebrows furrowed as you tried to think of where you could've met him. "Um, well, Marle is basically my grandmother. Maybe you've seen me near her apartments?" you suggested.

To which he replied with a simple "No."

"Oh. Um, well, maybe at Seventh Heaven? I work shifts there sometimes with Tifa, and I run the bar when she's not available." you suggested, as it was really the only other place he could've seen you since he didn't live in your building.

"Oh... yeah. Yeah, that's probably it." The man couldn't even look you in the eyes, so you figured he probably mistook you for someone else and just didn't want to embarrass you or himself by admitting it.

“Alright. Well now that that’s out of the way, do you think you could…” you trailed off, not wanting to seem rude by cutting off the conversation so abruptly but also wanting the wererat situation cleared up.

“Shit, sorry. Yeah, I’ll get right on it.” he said while turning to get on his motorcycle.

“Oh, really quick, uh… What’s your name? I don’t wanna just call you ‘merc’, you know?” you yelled.

“It’s Cloud.” And with that, he was off.

~ x ~

“Hey Tifa, who’s Cloud?” you asked as you walked into the bar. Tifa glanced at you, a look of surprise on her face.

While you greeted Marlene and Barret, she said “He’s an old friend and the new merc, why do you ask?”

“He said I looked familiar when he came by my building, but I swear I’ve never seen him before. He said he saw me working here.” you said, still thinking about your encounter.

“Oh yeah, he definitely saw you here. Multiple times actually.” Tifa said as she laughed, leaving you puzzled. When had he seen you here? Tifa usually ran the bar on her own, only calling you in when it was especially busy or if she had to go on a mission with Avalanche. Neither had happened in a while, so how could he have possibly seen you? You’d only gone for a drink a few times, and every time the bar was empty except for you and Tifa.

Your confusion had probably shown on your face, as Tifa laughed again. “You really don’t remember seeing him at all?”

“No! I swear, every time I’ve come in lately, it’s just been you and me. And maybe Marlene.” you sigh, wondering if Tifa was just messing with you or if your memory had actually been failing you.

“Well I promise he’s seen you here. I don’t know, maybe you never saw him.” she said with a chuckle. Just as you were going to ask her what she meant, the doors to Seventh Heaven opened.

You turned around, and your eyes were met with piercing blue ones. “Hey,” said Cloud as he approached you at the bar. “There were a few wererats near your building. They’re gone now.”

Your face brightened at the news, “Thank you so much. God, I don’t know how I would’ve gotten rid of them if it wasn’t for you. So how much do I owe you?”

“100 gil.”

“That’s all? Are you sure?” you asked with uncertainty. Sure, Cloud seemed plenty strong, but 100 gil seemed so little for the job he had done.

“Yeah. 100 is fine.” 

Barret turned to the two of you, looking at Cloud with an incredulous look. “The hell? You ain’t never taken a job from us for less than 1000 gil. Not even taken one from around town for less than 300. What’s got you discountin’, huh?” Barret says with a smirk.

You glance back and forth between Barret and Cloud, “Oh, well if that’s the case, then 100 gil is way too low! Here,” you say as you grab Cloud’s hand and put the gil into his palm. “This is the 100 for the job, and an extra 150 for your hard work.” You smile up at Cloud before turning around to ask Tifa for a drink. 

With your back turned, you don’t see Cloud’s glare at Barret, nor the smug smirk Barret sends back. After finishing your drink and conversing with the others, you realize you don’t have any gil on you to pay for your drink, asking Tifa to put it on your tab. As you wave, your eyes meet Cloud’s, and you flash him a small smile. 

Once you’re gone, Barret and Tifa turn to Cloud. “What?” Cloud asks, already suspicious of what they’re going to say.

“So, when are you gonna admit that you have feelings for my best friend?” Tifa asks with a smile. Cloud looks at her shocked.

“What? What are you talking about?” he stammers.

Barret leans back and lets out a loud laugh. “Oh come on now, even Marlene’s been askin’ me when you’re gonna say ‘I like you'."

“Well tell her it’s not gonna happen. I don’t have feelings for anyone” Cloud says as he gets up to leave. 

As the other two laugh and continue talking, they pretend not to notice the light blush on Cloud’s face or the very small smile he wears when he says your name. What they actually don’t notice until after he’s left is the 150 gil he leaves next to your drink, and the 100 he leaves next to his.

[final-fantasy-imagines]

can I please request headcanons for barret & cloud with an affectionate best friend? like their relationship is completely platonic but the friend can be cuddly sometimes. they occasionally enjoy resting their head on cloud/barrets’s shoulders, and holding their hand or arm when they’re walking some where. thanks a bunch!! 💕

This was such a cute request, thank you very much for sending it in! <3 I really hope you like what I came up with. Have a good day/night, dear! 

having an affectionate best friend

Barret Wallace

Barret doesn’t mind your affectionate behavior at all. It’s actually quite the opposite, and he thinks that it’s great to have a friend like you. He’s someone who likes to cuddle (although he would never admit that in front of others), so it’s awesome that you’re a pretty affectionate person and don’t hesitate to act like that around him, even though you’re not in a romantic relationship in any way.

Also, Marlene loves to cuddle with you too which is something that makes Barret appreciate your personality even more. He can’t be with his daughter all the time, so it’s great to know that she feels comfortable with your presence and your behavior. Sometimes, the three of you even spend a whole day at home, maybe watching a movie while you’re snuggled up to each other.

Barret doesn’t care about other peoples’ opinions at all. He knows that your friendship can seem a bit strange to others, especially since you often hold hands in public or occasionally hug each other, but as long as the two of you are comfortable with the situation he wouldn’t change anything about that. How you act around each other is something that’s completely up to you, no matter what others might think about it.

In general, your friendship is something that’s very important to Barret. He might seem like a really tough guy who doesn’t need anyone but he’s actually a kind and caring person who would do anything to make his friends (and his daughter, too) happy.

Cloud Strife

At first, Cloud was a bit uncomfortable with your affectionate demeanor because he wasn’t really used to someone who liked to hug him or hold his hand. It also felt a bit weird to him since you weren’t a couple and he had never expected a friend to be so cuddly and affectionate.

However, once he gets used to it he actually begins to like it. It’s nice to have someone to lean on whenever he needs some comfort, and he also appreciates the fact that you’re both comfortable with being not more than friends.

It’s not unusual that people mistake you for a couple when they see you together, especially since you like to hold his hand or arm when you’re walking somewhere together. Most of them tell him to finally make a move before you disappear and leave him which makes both of you laugh every time it happens.

Don’t expect him to return your affection right away. Cloud isn’t overly comfortable with physical contact and therefore avoids it most of the time but he gets less and less defensive as your friendship develops and actually starts to initiate hugs and acts more affectionate around you. For example, he wouldn’t hesitate to hug you immediately when he notices that you’re upset about something and need someone to comfort you.  

[cruellae]

chapter 2 of not interested. Cloud gets to know his new guild mates a little better...

read it on AO3

[leeus-writing]

Thank you for taking my confident cloud idea! It was a joy to read. Wanted to see your take on a different idea that had popped in my head a while back in the shower when I made my shampoo bottles wish i just left already. You don't have to if you don't wanna, but could you do something with Cloud and Barret both liking a Fem reader and what they would do to get her attention? Stay safe

Hi

I’ve never written for Barret before, he’s not on my list of who I’d write about but I thought I’d give it a go anyway. I’ve written them as Headcanons but if you want me to expand on it I can do. 

I hope this is alright.

Affections - Headcanons

Cloud

·       Cloud is a naive person, having years missing from his life. He’s not one that would recognise his feelings at first.

·       It isn’t until someone points out that he likes you that he realises and acknowledges his feelings.

·       He takes a while to study them at first. To fully comprehend his feelings and decide how to move forward. If he wants to move forward, he does.

·       Cloud was trying to get your attention before he truly realised, he liked you. He was often trying to find time to spend with you. For example, inviting you for lunch, or just to hang out at the Seventh heaven Bar.

·       When you were around, he was often trying to gain your attention by trying to engage you in conversation.

·       Once he decides to move forward, that’s when he tries to pluck up the courage to ask you on a date.

 Barret

·       Barret is loud by voice and by nature.

·       He’s not stupid he recognises his feelings for you in perhaps a matter of seconds and from then on tries to get your attention by inviting you to work at Seventh heaven, without asking Tifa. Tifa doesn’t mind though, she knows he likes you.

·       When your working however, he can be quite distracting. He’s always trying to talk with you, and he gets extremely overprotective when customers trying to complain. He puts up a tough persona, but anyone who knows him will say few people care as much as he does.

·       You know that Barret likes you, it’s pretty obvious after a while. Its not until Marlene tells you one day when your baby sitting her that perhaps you should approach him.

·       Barret would often start conversations and just finish with Never mind. You had it in your mind that that’s probably when he’s going to ask you out. So, you ask him instead.

·       That’s stuns him, but a date is set up regardless.

~~~~

Ao3

[deathpuppies12]

The perfect Gift

Cloud Strife x Teen! Reader

Sum: (y/n) struggles to find the best gift for Cloud. It’s especially difficult when the keep moving around to different towns. With a little help from some friends it turns out just fine.

(This is post remake, kind of OG game)

Cloud’s birthday was coming and it was coming fast. In fact it’s tomorrow and I still can find him a good enough gift. It’s not my fault Cloud only has like two interests. Buying him a sword seems very out of the question. He has plenty of materia and materia is such a lame gift. That leaves me no ideas. Everyone else already has things for him, all except Red.

We’re stopping in a near town to take a break from walking around so much. I feel very lucky to be traveling with everyone. But even I’ll admit it’s starting to take a toll on me. Everybody else is out right exploring, I opted to stay in our room. I need think up ideas before we leave or I won’t ever find anything.

“Hey (y/n) what are you still doing here”

Tifa’s back.

“Thinking of gift ideas for Cloud”. “what did you get him again”?

“Oh I’m just gonna treat him to breakfast”

Ughh, that doesn’t help me at all!

“Hey what do you say we walk around town and try to find something”. “Cloud and Aerith are out right now so I’m sure we will have plenty of time”.

Well this is the best chance I got.

We head out of the hotel in search of a great gift. Maybe some help finding stuff won’t be so bad. Especially Tifa’s help, their child hood friends. If anyone would know what Cloud likes it would be her. We stop into one of those really basic essentials stores.

“How about we look at cards first”?

“Yeah, ok”.

Stopping by the cards , I look for the birthday ones. Would he like one of the basic ones or a funny one. Or one of the ones that make sound. Nah probably not those. Is Cloud the type to like notes written inside or just a basic ‘happy birthday from’. I feel like I should know these things. I’ve been traveling with him for so long. He would know these things about me.

“How about this one”?

I turn towards Tifa and see her holding a card with a chocobo on it. As soon as I saw the Chocobo I already had great note for the inside.

“This ones perfect”!

“Alright let’s go find an actual gift now”.

Maybe this wasn’t as hard as I was making it out to be. I’m really glad Tifa is here, I don’t know what I would do without her. We stop into a another store, but this one is way bigger.

“Hey y’all what are you doing”?

Barret.

“Hey Barret, I’m trying to help poor (y/n) find a gift for Cloud”.

“SOILDER-boy hard to shop for”?

I can only nod my head this, that’s an under Statement.

“Well don’t worry I’ll help to, Red went back to the hotel, so I got nothing else to do”!

I’ll take all the help I can get. Walking around looking at everything they have. I try to gauge in my mind what Clouds reaction to different things would be.

“How about this”.

In Barrets hand is a charm of a tiny sword. He picks up another one of the charms this one is of Chocobo with a moggle on its back.

“He could put them on the end of his sword”!

“That’s a great gift idea, don’t you think (y/n)”?

“Yeah it is, let’s get em”!

Now I’ve got a gift and a card. It still feels like something is missing. We start to make our way back to the hotel. On our way we run into Aerith. I thought she was with Cloud.

“Hey what are you guys doing”?

“Getting Cloud birthday gifts, speaking of Cloud where is he”?

“Oh, he went back to the hotel to get some rest”.

Good I would hate for him to see the gifts early.

“What did you get”?

I show Aerith the gifts and the card. She thinks there cute. But It still doesn’t feel right though.

“You know, I found out Cloud has a big sweet tooth”, Aerith says.

“That’s it, ill meet you guys back”!

I run off to the nearby bakery. I don’t wanna get anything to big. I looking around, I start to feel hungry myself. No (y/n), remember why your here. I get him a simple cupcake with little frosting. Now all I need to do is make sure I hide these until his actual birthday. Which is thankfully tomorrow.

I reach the hotel room to find everybody sleeping. Good, I hide my bags of stuff in one of the dressers.

~~

Clouds pov

Waking up to sunlight slipping through the blinds. I look around to find nobody else here. Huh where did they all go. I notice (y/n) still sleeping though. Well not everybody is gone. Checking time, it’s 6:30 should I wake her up, It is still pretty early. Before I can decide Tifa walks into the room.

“Morning Cloud, come one I’m treating you to breakfast”.

“Uh, why”?

“Your birthday silly, don’t tell me you forgot”

My birthday, is it really my birthday already.

“You did forget, don’t tell (y/n) that”, she laughs a little saying that.

“Why not”, why would (y/n) care.

“She spent all day yesterday trying to find you the perfect gift”.

She did, she didn’t have to it’s not that big of deal. It’s just me slowly getting closer to my impending death.

“Well come on, we can wake her up when we get back”.

I suppose that would be better. Besides it is super early. We also don’t have to leave anywhere so what’s the harm in letting her sleep in a bit. I take one last look before heading to breakfast with Tifa.

“Do you think we should bring her something back”?

“What do you mean Cloud”?

“Well she spent all yesterday getting a gift for me the least I could do is bring her breakfast”.

“Cloud you silly, she did that cause it’s your birthday and she wanted to. But we can still bring her something back if it puts you at ease”.

Your POV

I wake up to no one in the room with me. Awesome means I can lay in bed in peace. I pull out the book I’ve been reading from bag. I need some entertainment while we travel. I have music player to but reading is more my style. Before I can get to deep in my book some body comes into the room.

“Hey your up, we brought you breakfast”, it’s Tifa and Cloud.

“Awesome thanks”!

I put my book away and sit up. I glance at Cloud, I wonder when I should give him his gifts.

“Well I gotta go meet up with Aerith so you to have fun”.

Tifa heads out leaving just me and Cloud. It’s kinda awkward, we haven’t really talked as much as of late. But that’s only cause of the circumstances. Well I guess now is the best time to give him gifts. I slip out of bed and over to the dresser. Pulling out the bags, I place them in front of him.

He gives me a questioning look before looking inside. Hopefully he likes them. He pulls out the card first and reads the note. It makes him chuckle under his breath a little. Ok it’s good so far.

“Will you relax, your so tense I can feel it in my own shoulders”.

“Ok damn, you don’t have call me out like that”.

He pulls out the charms next, he glances over them. What he does next surprises me. He walks toward his Buster Sword and place them on the handle. I take that as he likes them. He comes back over and final takes out that last gift. The cupcake.

“She told you didn’t she”?

“Yup”.

“Of course she did, she told everybody else to huh”.

“Correct”.

“Great, I’m never gonna live this down”.

I laugh, “so, you like them”?

Cloud doesn’t say anything which is a little worrying. I glance back up at him and notice a very small sliver of a smile. Yes, I’ll have thank Tifa and Barret later.

“We should probably join everybody”.

“Yeah I guess”.

Before I can get up Cloud drops something in front of me. Laying on the bed is one of the charms. A charm of a Carbuncle.

“Thanks, now we match”!

“Yup”.

I think I rewrote this like 3 times. I couldn’t decide in what time and place I wanted to set it at. Not the best thing I have ever written but I wanted to something sweet and cute for Cloud’s birthday.

[kocho-catt]

please i love him 💔

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE'S NO BARRET X READER CONTENT ON TUMBLR--

[final-fantasy-imagines]

Hiya! Thanks for letting me know that my previous request got deleted! The request was that for FF7 Cloud and Barret liking the reader and how they would act around them. Lets switch from Drable to headcannon (is that even spelled correctly? We'll never know) stay safe!

Hey there! Thanks for re-submitting your request, I really hope you like the result. Have a nice day/night and stay safe too. 

Cloud / Barret x crush!reader – how they act around you

With Barret, it’s pretty obvious that he likes you, at least to others. He always straightens himself when you enter the room and often gives you the brightest smile before you even have the opportunity to greet him. Especially Tifa regularly teases him that he starts to act like an idiot when you’re around but honestly, Barret couldn’t care less about her jokes.

He also never misses an opportunity to brag about the latest missions or how he managed to sabotage Shinra once again, partly because he wants to impress you but also because he wants you to notice that he’s working really hard to make the world a better place. It’s something he’s pretty proud of.

Barret isn’t exactly subtle when it comes to flirting. It’s not that he uses cheesy pick-up lines but he makes sure that you realize that he’s actually flirting with you. He also loves to make you laugh, so he cracks a lot of (stupid) jokesto see you smile.

Cloud on the other hand is a bit more reserved, not because he doesn’t want to win your affections but because he’s insecure how to act around you most of the time. He’s not particularly experienced when it comes to flirting and relationships since he’s used to being alone, so he doesn’t really know what to do or to say.

He often seeks talks with you, asking you how you feel or what you’ve been up to. He’s genuinely interested in everything you say and could listen to your voice for hours, so he rarely interrupts you when you’re speaking. Sometimes it can be a bit of a one-sided conversation because he doesn’t say much but it’s still nice to have a chat with him, especially since he’s a really attentive and patient listener.

Barret and Cloud realize pretty soon that they’re both trying to win you heart but their rivalry is more on the playful side. They wouldn’t want to risk their friendship just because they both have a crush on you. Of course it would be awkward at first if you choose Barret or vice versa but they respect your decision nevertheless.

[final-fantasy-imagines]

Kissing headcanons for Tifa Barret and Cid? Thanks 😊

Thank you for the request! Hope you have fun reading. :) 

kissing HCs

Tifa Lockhart

Tifa is a bit of an old-school romantic kisser. She really enjoys slow and gentle kisses that express nothing but love, even though she can seem quite tough and unapproachable sometimes.

She greets you with a quick peck on the cheek every time you meet, and she also asks you to kiss her when she’s assigned to an important mission, mostly because she thinks that it brings her luck and it also makes her feel less tense and unsure about the whole situation.

Sometimes Tifa peppers your face with kisses to wake you up, especially when you’ve overslept. It’s just too cute to see the confusion on your sleepy face when you rise from your slumber and see her smiling at you. She also kisses you goodnight every evening, so that’s also a ritual you have, especially since you mostly can’t go to bed together because Tifa often has to stay up late to keep the bar running.

She usually cups your face with her hands to pull you in for a kiss, even if it’s just a quick peck. To her, a kiss is a perfect way to show you how much you mean to her and she wants it to feel as good as possible for both of you.

Kisses have some kind of calming effect on her, so whenever she’s upset or sad about something you just have to press your lips to hers to make her smile again – at lest for a short amount of time.

Barret Wallace

Kissing Barret is always a little adventure because you never know what’s going to happen next. Will the kiss remain gentle or will he pull you into a bone-crushing hug to hold you even closer? Any way, it’s always amazing to kiss him because he never fails to make you feel like you’re the only thing that matters in that moment.

Sometimes he picks you up and spins you around before he brings your lips together, mostly when Avalanche hat a successful mission or other occasions where he’s in the mood to celebrate.

When you kiss when his daughter Marlene is around it will often end with her asking if she can get a kiss too. Since Barret can’t deny her anything he just picks her up, so that both of you can press a kiss to her cheek which usually makes her giggle – one of the cutest sounds both of you have ever heard.

Like Tifa, he kisses you before he leaves for a mission. Your kisses are some kind of lucky charm for him and also remind him that he needs to get back home to you and Marlene, no matter what happens.

He’s not one to initiate kisses all the time, especially not when he’s upset or angry about something but there are also moments where he just wraps his arms around you, pulls you close and kisses you completely out of the blue, just because he “felt like it”.

Cid Highwind

His kisses taste like smoke and mints – smoke because he can’t stay away from cigarettes for too long and mints because he doesn’t want you to feel like you’re kissing a life-sized cigarette.

He often curses after breaking a kiss, mostly because he wanted to kiss you a bit longer but ran out of breath. Sometimes, he also means it as some kind of compliment because it felt awesome to kiss you.

Cid usually buries his hands in your hair when you kiss. He just likes how soft your hair feels and it’s also an easy way to keep you close to him. But he also enjoys to wrap his arms around your waist to pull you even closer to him and deepen the kiss.

He doesn’t really mind if there are others around when the two of you kiss. And if there’s someone who’s making stupid rooms, like “Get a room.”, he just tells them to shut up because he doesn’t have time to “be bothered with their bullshit” which is enough to make the comments stop most of the time.

Cid is an experienced kisser and, while you wouldn’t expect it because he always acts so tough, can be very gentle, especially when it comes to you. Of course there are still occasions where he just smashes your lips together but most of the time he tries to let you take the lead.

[deathpuppies12]

The Bombing of Emotions

Cloud!

We stop by our place to drop off my things and then we're off to the train station. This is the first time I have been on the train I think. Cloud puts his hand on my shoulder, "stick with one of us please". I nod my head, Cloud and Tifa seem to already drift towards each other. Barret said we shouldn't stay in big groups so I decide to sit in the same cart as him. I take a seat next to him, "Spikey-ass send you in here", he asks. "No but he told me to stick with somebody and him and Tifa seemed to already stick to each other so figured it would be better to come by you", I say. He chuckles and ruffles my hair. I'll take that as a 'I did good'.

I sit quietly until some man in a suit starts talking loudly about Avalanche. Barret stands up and stalks towards them, shit what do I do. Cloud enters the cart, thank goodness. I take a deep breath, I stair some where else trying to not seem suspicious. Cloud takes care of the situation swiftly. Then the train passes through a weird red laser thing. What is this, are they gonna kill us. "Suspicious ID's sensed", what does that mean. "Shit", Barret mumbles, why shit, what's happening.

Cloud grabs my arm and pulls me to my feet. We pass through another laser thingy. "Sending in security". "Come on", Cloud drags me to the train door. "Wait what are you doing", I yell. These weird robots crash through the windows before Cloud can tell me what's happening. Tifa punches this weird button that slows us down. Barret opens the train door, wait OPENS THE TRAIN DOOR. We're gonna jump off the train! "Barret take her with you", Cloud yells still fighting the weird robots. "Got it", Barret picks me up like a sack and jumps out. I brace my self for a ruff landing, shutting my eyes.

I don't hear anything, are we dead. "No were not dead", Barret says. "Oh shit I said that out loud". "Yeah you did, how old are you anyway", Barret asks. "14, why". "Well you sure curse a lot for a 14 year old, anyway come on we gotta find Tifa and Cloud".I do my best to help Barret out with the guards but, it's proving more difficult because he keeps yelling things. I'm so used to Clouds silent battles only occasionally speaking when asking my for a cura. Cloud's sword is also a lot more quiet then Barret's gun. "Barret", I hear a female voice yell.

I only get a second to glance over before one of the guards nocks me down with his weird stick thing. What are those anyway? I feel my head start to bleed a little bit, "what the hell", I shout. "Ahhh", Cloud jumps over head and takes him out. "Cloud", he pulls me to my feet and checks my head. "You good", "yeah just a little scuffed is all". "Damn kid, had me worried for a sec", Barret says. He ruffles my hair again, why does he keep doing that. "Come on we gotta move", Cloud rushes on ahead.

It takes us longer to get to we're we need to be because we keep running into these snake things. We passed most of the time talking about all our different lettered plans. Some how we found our way by looking at these street paintings of dogs. How we did that I don't know, I dazed off a while ago. We make it to a big room with an even bigger robot in the center. "Tifa get back", Cloud lunges forward and moves her out of the way. It comes to life and swipes everyone over to the side. Of course it decides to lock onto me. I rush behind some shipping containers. Shit what am I gonna do, I peak out to see if it's still looking for me. It seems Cloud gained its attention. Thank Shiva, I step out and cast Bolt on it's stupid-ass. I stunned it, "YEAH TAKE THAT FUCKER"! "(Y/n), can you not yell and swear please", says Cloud. I only shrug, I'll blame it on Barret later.

We finally finish that bit- I mean robot off. I need to get ahold of my language. Barrets so excited he starts singing. I laugh, I like these people and I hope we stick around and help them more. "Wow (y/n) you did great", Tifa compliments me. "See Cloud I told you this would be a good idea", Tifa teases him. They are so dating, their not even trying to hide it anymore. I wanna tease Cloud about it but refrain. We continue on and now we're standing on the platforms right under the plate. Holy shit we are high up.

"We're gonna have to walk along this to make it the rest of the way". "What, Barret please tell me your joking". "Sorry kid, I don't like heights either".

We go along the underside of the plate successfully. We even got new materia out of it, which is always great. Cloud even gave me a summon, I can't wait to see what's in it. We meet up with Biggs and head inside the Mako Reactor. It's crazy in here, there's so much mechanical stuff.

We stop at this weird pit full of blue stuff which I'm assuming is mako. Looks like a smoothie although I'm willing to bet it doesn't taste like one. "Ughh", Cloud groans in pain. Oh no it's happening again, Cloud's getting another one of his weird headaches. "Cloud are you ok", I put my hand on his shoulder. Tifa leans in front of him trying to get his attention. "Tifa", Cloud says. "What".  "Nothing". That was weird, I don't think Cloud has ever spoken any ones name before like that after his headaches.

We plant the bomb and are now on our way out. Before me can make it to the latter it retracts and a big hologram of some old dude shows up. "Greetings my dear sewer rats! As architect of our populace engagement campaign I, Heidegger, head of public security... bid you welcome". What the hell is happening. The voice continues, "You should be flattered. Right now, you command the attention every person in Midgar". Everyone in Midgar is watching us. Barret pushes me behind him, "you don't need to be dragged into this", he mumbles to me.

The goes on to say, "And so, to a people beset by Chaos and uncertainty, we will offer the finest comfort: Bread and circus". "The big boy", Barret says. "I give you Shinra's latest triumph of technology. The airbuster! You're executioner." Well this is definitely not the way I thought I was gonna die. The voice finally finishes and the door I front of us opens. "Come on", we follow Cloud on ward. We stop by a few rooms to make are battle easier. Maybe this won't be so bad. Especially sense Cloud was a Ex- whatever. We finally come to a big open gap with a simple run way going across. This is it, the big battle. Out of nervousness I grab onto Clouds arm protection thing. Cloud slightly pulls back but my anxious hold is to stubborn.

I huge hologram appears in front of us again. This time it's a different old man. "President Shinra"...

"Oho. The eyes of one who has bathed mako, which would make you a SOLDIER". "Ex-SOLDIER". "Once a SOLDIER always a SOLDIER, oh and who is that behind you". He gasps, and whispers something to someone. Is he talking about me, I hide behind Cloud more. "It seems you've had the child I've been looking for this whole time". Looking for me, why would he be looking for me. Cloud throws his arm out to block me.

"Are you forgetting someone", Barret yells. "Of course how could I forget, you strike me as someone who goes on without end". "Ain't enough hours in the day to hold you to account for all your crimes". "And what a wasteful indulgence it would be even if there was". "You wanna talk about wasteful, what about mako! The life blood of the plant, and drying it all up". Barret and the hologram man go back and forth for a while.

When I final thought this was over the big robot is behind us. "You ready", Tifa says. "As ready as I can be", I say. This is the hardest fight we've ever been in, But before I know it we won! The robot fires off exsvplosives as a last defense. They hit the run way we're standing on, Me, Tifa, and Barret all get shot backwards. Wait where's Cloud, I look over the broke edge to see him holding on. "Cloud"! "Barret get Tifa and (y/n) out of here". "No Cloud", Tifa yells. Barret grabs Tifa throws him over his shoulder and pulls me by arm. "Cloud"! Before going throw the door I see him fall. "NO"!

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The Bombing of Emotions

Cloud x Teen! reader

Part IV

You did what

Chatting with Cloud can go one of two ways. One, he indulges in my stupidity and jokes around with me. Two, he completely ignores me and I'm basically talking to myself. Lucky for me, today is option one. I wonder what has got him in such a good mood. 

I bet it's Tifa or that he is getting paid a lot of money. Either way I'm gonna enjoy it while I can. The sound of someone coming up from the basement takes us out of our conversation. It's Tifa, looking pretty stressed.

Maybe I should go back to where I was sitting at the table. I slowly start to get up to sit down else where. Thankful Cloud doesn't make sit back down, that would be awkward. 

As I stand up my head starts to pound. It's the most awful pain I've ever felt. I hold my head out of shock. I feel tears naturally drop down my face. 

"Hey you ok", I think Tifa asks.

 "Yeah, probably just stood up to fast", I respond. 

"You sure kid, maybe you should sit down", Cloud says. 

"It's fine, I'm just gonna step outside, gets some sunlight on me", I say.

 I stumble outside, my head still in excruciating pain.

I feel like I'm gonna hurl. What could be causing this. I haven't eaten anything today, maybe that's why. I hear fast footsteps, I stumble to my feet only to crumble to the ground in front of someone. I have my eyes shut tight from pain so I have no idea who's feet I'm laying at. 

I feel more pain, the pounding is so loud it Blocks out the sound around me. Some one grabs my arm and suddenly images are flashing through my mind. I see a figure with long hair and a tall figure standing next to each other. The image flashes and I see a figure on their knees with another figure holding something to their head. The image flashes once more and the pounding stops. 

What the hell, just happened. I open my eyes slowly, adjusting to the light. I glance around and see I'm still on the Porch of Seventh Heaven. 

"(Y/n), Kid, can you hear me", I hear a voice say. 

Hovering over me is Cloud.

 "Huh", everything is so blurry, I'm so confused. 

"What happened when you came outside", Cloud asks? 

"Well I came out here to sit down, but then I heard you coming outside so I stood up but I only collapsed", I explain.

"Can you walk", Cloud asks.

 "I think", I slowly stand up. 

I stumble a little bit, but gain my balance.

 "Ok, let's go home", Cloud says. 

I follow Cloud, but we are stopped by a group of strangely dressed men. "Hey you there, blonde guy", they call out Cloud.

 I latch on to Clouds arm. 

"Who are these guys", I whisper to Cloud. 

"I don't know, just hold", Cloud pull’s out of my grasp and walks up to them. 

"Hey you know where a guy with a gun for an arm is" the leader asks Cloud. 

A guy with a gun for an arm, wait that’s the guy from last night. They circle Cloud, I start to get nervous. 

"Depends", Cloud responds shortly.

"Come on let's go talk else where", the leader says. 

Cloud walks off with them, turning to me slightly he mouths "stay there". I listen this time, those guys are scary. I hope Cloud will be ok, there was a lot of them. I know Cloud can handle it if something happens though.

Cloud’s POV

I follow them to the back tunnel I was in earlier. I notice he tells one of the guys to stay behind. What are they planning. I walk in first the rest following behind.

 "Now we got you here tells where the guy is", the guy demands. 

"I said it depends" I respond. 

"Fine if that's how you want it, that girl you were with is another person we were asked to find", he says. 

I pull out my Buster sword, "you stay away from her". 

"Hey man now go get her, we got him", he yells to the man outside. 

Oh hell no, I'll take these guys out quickly.

Your POV

I hear fast footsteps coming my way. I turn around and see it’s one of those men from before. I prepare to use my materia but he grabs me before I get the chance. I punch my arms in out trying to fight back, but I feel all my energy leave me.

 How the fuck is this guy doing this. I feel myself being thrown over someone's shoulder. 

"HEY", I hear a shout in the distance. 

I want to look at who it is but I can't move. 

"Put her down", the voice is closer now.

 "No way man, the pay I'll be getting if I bring her in is more than you can imagine", the guy holding me says. 

What the fuck is going on. I feel the man get kicked to the ground and someone grabbing me out of the air. I being held  bridal style now. 

"If you ever come back here to find her, you will have to deal with me", the person holding me says. I open my eyes the best I can to see Cloud.

 "C-Cloud", I stutter. 

"Hang on, were going back now", Cloud starts to walk home.

My eyes flutter open and closed for the whole walk. "Hi honey welcome home, took your sweet time", I hear a girls voice say.

 Huh, I didn't know Cloud actually had a girlfriend.

 "Psych", I hear her say. 

They must assume I'm asleep because they being to talk about business.

 "Can we talk inside, she's asleep so I don't think she will hear us", the strange girl says. 

We head inside and Cloud sets me down on the bed. Listening in on their conversation I understand that they are gonna sneak into a Shinra building tonight. To get things to build a bomb. A bomb for what though.

 "Last time I used a stronger blasting Agent, that's why the reactor exploded like that", the girl says. 

A reactor, wait does she mean those big towers that have the mako stuff in them.

Why would Cloud do that, I know him and Tifa are close but I didn't think he would go that far. The girl finally leaves, good, now I can confront Cloud. I open my eyes and sit up. 

"You blew up a reactor", I say. 

Cloud jumps, surprised that I'm awake.

 "Yeah whatever", Cloud brushes it off. 

"Why didn't you tell me", I ask. 

"I doesn't matter", Cloud says. 

I guess he's right, I don't even really know what a reactor is. 

"Anyway, about those guys before, what did they want with me", I ask. 

"I don't know, I was hoping there would be some answers In that backpack of yours", Cloud says.

 "Well let's find out", I say.

I open up my bag and unzip the mysteries zipper. I pull a book, I'm it looks like a journal. Flipping it open I notice a lot of the pages have been ripped out. Why, what could be so bad that they needed to tear them up. 

I look over the pages that haven’t been torn out. The first few pages don’t really have any information that will help me. I flip to to the back and find a note addressed to me. What the hell?

‘(Y/n) if your reading this, it means you made it out, there are gonna be people who are looking for you, I can’t wright out all the information on this page but I need you know that I’m here for even if I’m not physically there’ signed Miles.

This isn’t my favorite chapter that I have written but we’re getting more drama from the past