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@dulceses Cloud said to Sephiroth: “ I needed you, and you didn’t care.”
Sephiroth’s usual stealy expression was broken and there was pain in his gaze. Those words struck him hard, he knew he fucked up and he knew he let Cloud down when he needed him most.
“That is not true, I did care. I do care... I made the wrong choice and you suffered from my mistake. I should’ve helped you when you asked it of me, but I was too distracted to take care of that which is most important. Please forgive me.”
@dulceses started following you
‘‘He son of man with eyes stained in light. I knew a child of the same gaze whom called upon my name in battle. You remind me much of thee.” The ancient deity mused as he loomed down to inspect his summoner. He was so tiny...
@dulceses asked: “when was the last time you ate?” - from tabris
Ellis hardly expected the question. Since the events following Ostagar, food had hardly been on the forefront of his mind. Waking up in the witch’s hut & being sent to battle the blight with three grey wardens, two mabari & an apostate hardly had any promising prospects. Each day seemed to blur with the last, turning into one steady cycle of carnage. There was always someone to fight or something the kill. The thought was hardly appetizing.
“ It’s been... a moment. “ he pauses to think while he speaks. He didn’t think he had eaten that morning & knew he had spent most of the evening before in his tent. Ellis wasn’t sure he knew the answer. A part of him feels he should be thankful for the other looking after his well being... but instead he felt shame settle in the bottom of his chest, festering in his chest. He was a grown man, he could look after himself.
Ellis presses his lips into a thin line, crossing his arms over his chest. His next words come out harsher than he means, “ Why does it matter? I’ll eat when I’m hungry. “
Birthdays were always awkward for Cloud, he didn’t know how to even celebrate his /own/ birthday, how else is he supposed to celebrate Vivian’s? He had help picking out his present, Aerith even went as far as to push /him/ to present it—not her. So here, Cloud stood, present at hand; he gives it to Vivian. It was a bear with a bow on the top of his head. “Happy... birthday,” he says, and he looks away, blushing.
@dulceses
Though Vivian could (and did) acknowledge Cloud’s embarrassment, he couldn’t help but stand there a little dumbfounded; a deer-in-headlights expression on his face (something that was probably more common than not). It really hadn’t occurred to him what day it was or that people actually knew it until Cloud had said it. Birthday. It was more of an ‘assigned’ day, given to him by Cloud and his friends (Aerith’s idea), as Vivian’s actual birth was... well, It was a long time ago, and he could hardly remember it but bits and pieces. 2000 years is a long time. He wondered why they had picked this particular day.
—Nevermind, back to focus. His eyes fell to the gift presented to him in Cloud’s hands. A soft bear, its bow slightly lopsided, but he thought that made it.. even more cute. Tentatively, the small Cetra reaches to take the bear and holds it in front of him as if he were studying it. He can feel his chest hurt, but that felt like an inappropriate response. He wasn’t upset or anxious.. it was something else that weighed on his rib cage.
He had spent most of his life in the hands of Shinra. Now that he was free of them ( for the moment ), he was surrounded by people who felt warm and broken all at once (just like him), and for all their imperfections, they were.. everything to him. Cloud especially.
❝ Thank you.❞ It’s soft, but clear. A smile lights up his face; warm and inviting. ❝ Thank you. ❞ He could never really say that enough to Cloud or anyone. They had done more for him than he could ever give back (or so he felt). Vivian soon closes the gap between him and Cloud, wrapping his arms around Cloud’s torso and burying his face into his chest with enough force to potentially make Cloud to have to reposition himself.
❝ .. This is wonderful.. I’m grateful. ❞

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@dulceses sent: *pinches & stretches vivian's face* - cloud
The only immediate response Vivian can offer is a startled whining sound that could be vaguely similar to a chocobo wark. ❝ You’re mean. ❞
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Mi dulce favorito
Ese que me recuerda a ti, lo admito
"Fuiste tan dulce amor. Que me robaste el corazón. Que ni la azucar me empalagó. Fuiste ese dulzor que pinto mi lengua de color y aunque estaba muerta, vida le dio. Fuiste aquel dulzor que de pronto desapareció y en amargo se convirtió. Por eso eres mi caramelo favorito tu corazón"
ÁNGEL R. O.
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