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Title: i'll always be here
Pairing: Vincent/Cid
Genre: Romance/comfort
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: Cid and Vincent and their flaming angsty homosexuality belong to Square Enix.
Setting: Not really specified. Sometime during the original game?
Type: Complete ficlet.
Summary: Cid will always be there for Vincent, and he will always try and make Vincent's tired heart sing.
"And this...this is my punishment," Vincent said in a hollow voice, staring at his pointy-tipped boots.
Cid was silent for a moment, pulling a cigarette out of its perch behind his ear, cupping his hand around it and lighting it. He took a deep drag and leaned his shoulder against the wall, exhaling slowly and looking thoughtful.
"#$%, Vince, why you gotta be so dramatic?"
"What?"
"Yeah, you've had to put up with shit, stuff I can't even fathom, and I don't know what to say about that. But as for that whole Lucrecia crap, I can say this - we've all loved and lost. Happens to everyone. Just ask Shera, she couldn't tie down a boyfriend if someone gave her the rope."
"You have no idea of my suffering," Vincent rasped, red eyes remaining emotionless.
"No. I don't. And I feel sorry for you. My heart aches for you every minute of every day. But you have friends. People who love you. You have me."
"I…have you?" Vincent asked tentatively.
"Of course you do. Hell, I'll always be here, Vince."
"No. No, you won't." Vincent shook his head.
"Well, true. I'm gonna die some day. But, you know, we have fifty or so years before that happens, I'm reckoning. So hurry up. Stop procrastinating."
"Hurry up and do what?" Vincent asked.
"Hurry up and come here." Cid dropped the cigarette to the ground and squashed it with his toe.
The spark died, making a gentle fsssss sound. Vincent's tired, beaten heart sang, and another flame flickered into life.
Or maybe it had been alight all along.
The only thing that mattered was that it was there, burning brilliant and strong.
Pairing: Vincent/Cid
Genre: Romance/comfort
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: Cid and Vincent and their flaming angsty homosexuality belong to Square Enix.
Setting: Not really specified. Sometime during the original game?
Type: Complete ficlet.
Summary: Cid will always be there for Vincent, and he will always try and make Vincent's tired heart sing.
"And this...this is my punishment," Vincent said in a hollow voice, staring at his pointy-tipped boots.
Cid was silent for a moment, pulling a cigarette out of its perch behind his ear, cupping his hand around it and lighting it. He took a deep drag and leaned his shoulder against the wall, exhaling slowly and looking thoughtful.
"#$%, Vince, why you gotta be so dramatic?"
"What?"
"Yeah, you've had to put up with shit, stuff I can't even fathom, and I don't know what to say about that. But as for that whole Lucrecia crap, I can say this - we've all loved and lost. Happens to everyone. Just ask Shera, she couldn't tie down a boyfriend if someone gave her the rope."
"You have no idea of my suffering," Vincent rasped, red eyes remaining emotionless.
"No. I don't. And I feel sorry for you. My heart aches for you every minute of every day. But you have friends. People who love you. You have me."
"I…have you?" Vincent asked tentatively.
"Of course you do. Hell, I'll always be here, Vince."
"No. No, you won't." Vincent shook his head.
"Well, true. I'm gonna die some day. But, you know, we have fifty or so years before that happens, I'm reckoning. So hurry up. Stop procrastinating."
"Hurry up and do what?" Vincent asked.
"Hurry up and come here." Cid dropped the cigarette to the ground and squashed it with his toe.
The spark died, making a gentle fsssss sound. Vincent's tired, beaten heart sang, and another flame flickered into life.
Or maybe it had been alight all along.
The only thing that mattered was that it was there, burning brilliant and strong.
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Haiku
my fingers
tributaries -
running around your knuckles
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The encounter
I looked forward to see a dragons huge chest close enough for me to touch. I look up to see the dragons long neck.
It wasn’t a giant dragon, but it wasn’t tiny. It could swallow me whole though I bet it could.
There was a lump moving from its head down to its neck. It must have just swallowed something. I watched as the lump quickly moved down the dragons neck , then disappeared into its chest. I could hear whatever it swallowed as it entered its stomach, but I could hear something else as well.
I could hear a heartbeat. I knew it wasn’t mine, I could tell the heart must have been in its check right in front of me, or some
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EXCRUCIATING
I feel as though
I have been stabbed
in the gut.
I get as though
a blender
is working on my insides.
Life is pain
Pain is life.
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A very short piece of Valenwind I wrote during Science class ages ago.
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Short but perfectly short and sweet A very adorable piece that depicts CidxVincent beautifully!