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He'd been gazing at him for a while now, from his vantage point against the other's chest, drawing random circles with the tip of a finger about Sephiroth's clavicle.

"I... don't suppose you happen to remember that time we were camping out in that old temple in Wutai, do you?" Cloud is surprisingly unguarded with this memory, a past long gone and almost forgotten until now at least, a flight of fancy as it were. And he shifts a little, enticingly even, against the sculpted mould of the other beneath him.

Though what he said after dissolved into little more than a breath, a little secret, just for them.

"That level of lust just... hits differently, no?"

Was that meant to be a provocatory question, Sephiroth wondered. Of course, he remembered. Some things were simply made impossible to forget; the details became foggy, and words could be muddled, but even with the lyrics gone, it was a melody that perfectly replayed its notes in a man's mind the moment the first note was brought back to the surface.

"... Lust was only its pretense, back then." He said after a moment of silence; his voice was somber, and calm. Sephiroth wasn't letting the dark subject take away from the comfortable peace of their contact in the bed. "I was full of anger, and wanted nothing other than be relieved of all thought and sorrow. I did what I was taught to do in the war."

His eyes trail away from Cloud, to point absently to the ceiling. A sardonic smile bends the straight line of his lips.

"Ironically, I was still acting like an ill-trained dog of ShinRa even after swearing to break free of its chain. And you were the perfect chew-toy."

Nothing to be confused with the feelings that had bloomed and grown between them later, and that were now in full display.

Possibly the first and only thing Sephiroth had ever been able to nurse and keep.

#00j || that's what they said. [asked & answered] #azure-steel #01b || this goes on your permanent record. [ic: sephiroth] #12a || you belong to me. [cloud strife] #azuresteel #04 || four seasons [divergent megaverse]

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#12a || you belong to me. [cloud strife] #00a || the doctor speaks [ooc]

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Still working on that XIV timeline and, fun little trivia:

Two of my muses are older than the gil currency (by over a century)!

#15A || FFXIV - Viera [AU] #08 || subject reports [headcanons]

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Tattooist tattoos Cloud Strife with her Cloud Strife-tattooed arm in her Cloud Strife shirt....

@azure-steel working on this beauty~ over an hour in now (dress is done!)

#00a || saru mun is still alive! [ooc] #//I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS BABY #the lines are perfection and the colors man #he's popping out! #thank you saphie!\\

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Tattooist tattoos Cloud Strife with her Cloud Strife-tattooed arm in her Cloud Strife shirt....

@azure-steel working on this beauty~ over an hour in now (dress is done!)

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#12a || you belong to me. [cloud strife] #00a || the doctor speaks [ooc]

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"This is what they really look like. They look strange, and they make a lot of noise, but they're not very smart. So they take the shape of things and people they think might trick you." S explained calmly, crouching down, arms folded atop his legs while in perfect balance on the balls of his feet.

"But even when they do that it's obvious they're not real people. They can't really talk like a normal person. Look."

He leaned forward then, until his hands touched the floor. Bringing himself between Cloud and the pumpkin-headed monster, he stared with intensity into its eyes. The boy focused every bit of his mind on him, the one he knew best. He pictured his gaunt nose and dark rounded glasses. The long and greasy black hair fell around the frame of his sickly olive-green face, sharp and knotty like one of the withered plants in the vivarium.

And there he was, the Doctor, hunched under the desk with a whimpering frown behind the dark shades. Shaking inside his white lab coat, hugging his jagged knees, grunting, but unable to speak a single word. As far as S was concerned, it was an improvement from the original.

"You try now." He said, shifting back on the floor to give Cloud space to see and run his own test. This could be a game, too.

The younger boy would react almost immediately to that voice, one he recognised despite how cold he sounded. One of familiarity, one that he could trust and know and adore in his time of need and peril.

He didn't leave him and run away. He came to save him!

Frantically would Cloud scrabble towards S, grasping a hold of his leg about the knee and pressing his face into the warmth of his new best friends thigh. And he would sob, right there on his knees, just praying for mercy, and crying and whimpering with every crash, with every squeal of the ghost creating chaos about them.

He didn't join in the count down, attempting to focus on the warmth of his friend there to save him, pretending that none of this was even happening, praying that it would just go away and leave them alone. Praying his mother would come save them like she had the day before. Because if he didn't open his eyes, if he could pretend he hadn't entered this room at all... he could actually believe it.

And believe it he did for the next few seconds it took for him to realise the the countdown had ended, that the room was suddenly cast into a deep, unforgiving silence. A strange quiet, that had the small blond jump a little the next time he heard S speak. So very quickly did the boy gaze up at his friend, so calm and still, so brave and wonderful in the face of the danger Cloud had just faced. He struggled to look away in that moment, awestruck that he hadn't just left him here to his fate like the other boys would... he'd actually entered the room and made the ghost go away.

His new best friend was possibly the most amazing person he'd ever met.

That was until he realised the silver-haired boy was staring into the far corner of the room, prompting the younger to do the same, his cheek smushed against S' thigh, tears and snot smearing against the cloth of the long green shirt he wore.

Something was rattling beneath the desk there, something small... and scared, like he was. A hard wipe of his nose against the back of his wrist before Cloud would carefully get to his feet, taking a step, two, three then four towards that shaky thing in the corner of the room. If S could be so brave to save him, then Cloud could be brave too... at least until he suddenly wasn't, turning then to grasp S by the hand and lead him along too towards the dark desk, cautiously. And upon reaching it would he only then release the boy from his grip and crouch down, peering beneath the wood of the dark table to see the small thing, backing into the far edges of the desk, its mouth, jagged and silly, opening and closing as it croaked and squeaked.

It looked a bit like a pumpkin, with a ribbon a top its head. It was kind of cute in a dorky way. And it was scared... like he was.

"We found you..." Cloud whispered then, still a little scared, still a little teary eyed, but that was okay. He could be brave too, as long as S was there with him.

#01a || am i getting better? [ic: s] #12a || you belong to me. [cloud strife] #azuresteel #azure-steel #04 || four seasons [divergent megaverse] #04t2 || our first summer [thread]

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"Does it matter?" Sephiroth cast back a long glance in his direction while holding the door open, his strong hand sliding behind Cloud's back to nudge him past the threshold.

Inside, the temperature was warmer. Light steam wet the air, enhancing the smell of expensive products from the cloudy, fluffy shape of bath bubbles coating the surface of an inviting, large bathtub at the center of the room. Although all lights were off, ample sunlight came through the panel windows at the high end of the walls, as well as many candles that someone had clearly taken care of painstakingly light one by one on several different surfaces around the bathroom.

Cloud had just about half a minute to let that sight sink in, before the silky voice of the silver SOLDIER murmured close to his ear. "I think it's time you give those clothes back."

The exchange between the First's was strained at best, a little precarious and weird for want of a better way to put it.

Was it not the red-head's stupid joke which had been the catalyst for this whole situation in the first place? The fact that he seemed so vexed at the mere sight of the trooper - not to mention supposedly wearing clothes he had gifted to Sephiroth, again… a bit odd - played on his ignorant mind a little, even as he's then lead into the bathroom from which the Silver SOLDIER stated they weren't to be disturbed.

He hadn't the mental capacity to truly grasp just how expansive and luxurious this place was within the sludgy mud of fraught emotion and very real resentment being thrown around in the other room just now. And when the door closed behind him, leaving the blond stood there still with his borrowed pants pulled and held practically up to his chest beneath the baggy ill fitting vest; he must have looked increasingly pathetic in the eyes of someone as infamous as Sephiroth.

In fact it took Strife everything he had to just look the guy in the eye in that moment.

"Did I do something wrong, or…?"

#12a || you belong to me. [cloud strife] #azuresteel #azure-steel #01b || this goes on your permanent record. [ic: sephiroth] #03Ht1 || Toxic Bloom of the Deadly Nightshade [Thread] #03H || Power Play [AU]

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Rebirth Salt Below

Call me salty, call me petty but

If part 3 doesn't give me this kind of shenanigans with Cloud, Sephiroth and Aerith in part 3 now that things are the way the are, I'll be disappointed.

You wanted to go there SE, now go all the way through with it. Cartoon logic has entered the building.

Dr. Saru\\

#00a || the doctor speaks [ooc] #tbd #Sephiroth: reason n.2. Look what I can do! #Cloud: I'm sorry what does that have to do with anything? #Aerith: No no he's going a point

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And when he has to get naked to take a shower, sometimes his head hair gets trapped in his bum crack. The price he pays to be pretty with long loreal hair

"That is a flat-out lie; my hair does not get trapped in my bum crack. I tuck it in there on purpose so it doesn't fall into the drain."

"My hair is oddly resistant to most forms of drain cleaners, and... let's just say a lot of my salary back in my early days at ShinRa went into emergency plumbing fees."

#00j || that's what they said. [asked & answered] #Anonymous #03d || *groans in monotone* [crack] #01b || this goes on your permanent record. [ic: sephiroth]

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But the burning question is: does the carpet match the drapes?

"I very much enjoy burning questions. The fun thing about them is that the answer never changes."

" 'Your mom.' "

#00j || that's what they said. [asked & answered] #Anonymous #03d || *groans in monotone* [crack] #01c || all becomes one with me. [ic: jenova!sephiroth]

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Like a gorilla

"A silverback? That makes sense. It also explains this strange noise my chest makes when I bump it."

Bet you're never going to look at that cleavage the same way again!

#00j || that's what they said. [asked & answered] #Anonymous #01b || this goes on your permanent record. [ic: sephiroth] #03d || *groans in monotone* [crack]

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Sephiroth has a hairy bum

"If you must spread gossip at least be accurate. That is a genetic trait I have inherited on my father's side."

"... Though I'd rather not think about how Dr. Hojo was able to assess that so confidently."

If he could choose, he'd rather it be from his mother's genes.

#00j || that's what they said. [asked & answered] #Anonymous #01b || this goes on your permanent record. [ic: sephiroth] #03d || *groans in monotone* [crack]

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I close my eyes and think of you,

The sweet scent of your skin

A voice inside taking me to where the Sun rises.

They may be just words

But if written, everything could change

Without any more fear, I want to shout this great love.

Love, all I feel is love.

Tell me why when I think, I think of nothing but you?

Tell me why when I look, all I see is you?

Tell me why when I believe, all I believe in is you?

Tell me that you will never,

Never leave my side.

Tell me who you are

Breathing love in my days?

Tell me you know

You will choose only me.

You know now

You are my only great love.

Springtime will pass,

Cold days too stupid to remember,

Cursed nights wasted sleeplessly, and others making love

Love, you are my love

Forever, for me.

Tell me why when I think, I think only of you?

Tell me why when I love, I love only you?

Tell me why when I live, I live only inside you?

Great love.

Tell me that you will never,

Never leave my side.

Tell me who you are

Breathing love in my days?

Tell me you know

I could never be wrong.

Tell me that you are,

You are my only great love.

@azure-steel

#12a || you belong to me. [cloud strife] #00a || the doctor speaks [ooc] #//of course I was thinking of our ship but honestly? #it works for any SO Cloud might have~ #13a || our days together will soon become a memory. [sephiroth x cloud] #Youtube

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I love you,

I am but a man in the end

I don't feel cold in my heart, nor inside the bed

But before you, I tremble

I hate you and love you

Like a butterfly dying in a flutter of its wings

That missing half inside of me, give it back now.

I am going back to her today.

I love you and beg your forgiveness

Do you even remember me?

Open the door to a warrior made of paper

And give me that sweet wine

You made while I was away.

And I'll never be sober again.

#07 || am i even human...? [musings] #01d || i am fire. i am death. [ic: dragon!sephiroth] #01c || all becomes one with me. [ic: jenova!sephiroth]

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//Just printed off my next tattoo design~ a sentimental nod to how I learned to speak English♡

Of course Saphie @azure-steel will do the honors!

Dr. Saru

#00a || the doctor speaks [ooc] #12a || you belong to me. [cloud strife]

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" 'You're so mean, Sephiroth. My Dad; my hometown; you killed my mommy. Boo-hoo.' "

"What a crowd of crybabies. Just wait a little while for the Planet to spit them back out into a crystal."

"... What do you mean, 'That's not how it works'?"

#03d || *groans in monotone* [crack] #01c || all becomes one with me. [ic: jenova!sephiroth] #//it's hard to be an alien hybrid lab child ok #explain it like he's five\\