Cloti Week Day #7

It’s sad to say but this is my final entry for Cloti Week. It’s been a blast and I’ve gotten new followers and people who like my writing, so I’m really feeling accomplished. Once again a shout out to @our-final-heaven for putting this week together, I really never would have done this without the prompts. And also a very special thank you to @cinensis for being one of my absolute favorite artists and person in general. You rock with how hard you fight dude, and I really can’t wait to see what else you come up with in your drawings. And thanks to all of the people here who have liked and reblogged my writing, it really does make me happy that you guys like it! But anyways, this last fic is inspired by this piece of art by cinensis, so enjoy!

The sound of the engine was still ringing in his ears after cutting off the power to the motorcycle. Cloud tiredly rolled his shoulders as he sat up on the seat, exhausted after another long day of making deliveries. He couldn’t really complain much as it helped put food on the table and clothes on his family’s backs and so on. But it really did a number on his body to be hunched over his vehicle for hours on end as he traversed the planet. His spiked blonde hair and clothing were in disarray thanks to the constant wind and wear of being on the road. He felt a serious need for a good shower and a good meal as he started to stow away his travel gear in the travel bags on the bike.

Lo and behold, as soon as his thoughts turned to the comforts of home, the one who made his home worth coming back to every day appeared in the doorway of the garage. The woman gave him the warmest smile he had seen all day as she approached him. She too looked as worn out as he felt, tell-tale signs that she had had a rough day running the bar.

“Hey you,” A swift kiss on the cheek as her arms wrapped around him was enough to bring a smile to his own face. “Welcome home.”

“Glad to be home, Tifa.” Cloud sighed as he held his arms against hers in their hug, instantly relaxing into the embrace. “You wouldn’t believe the day I’ve had.”

“Well why don’t you tell me once we get you cleaned up?” She winked and helped him get off Fenrir, leaving the motorcycle behind as they made their way upstairs. Once dropping off the blonde’s other equipment and bags in his office, Tifa softly pulled him towards the shower next to their bedroom.

To any other couple, this would be the perfect time to make a move on their significant other for some adult fun. For Cloud and Tifa, it was completely different. Neither of them were really hormonally driven and just enjoyed each other’s company in their more intimate moments. Sure, there were times when the mood was just right and sparks would fly. But for them, a shower together after their exhausting shifts of work was a shared moment of love and warmth. Even if they hadn’t been married for a long time, they had long made a tradition of regaling the day’s events underneath a curtain of water since the early times of their relationship.

It was quick work getting their clothes off and climbing into the frosted glass cubicle that made up the shower. Edge had recently improved the plumbing around the city, allowing for its residents to at last enjoy leisurely hot showers. As soon as the steaming liquid hit his sore muscles, Cloud let out a groan of pleasure as the knots seemed to melt away. Tifa was doing her part too, working some soap into a lather on a washcloth in order to care for Cloud’s back.

“…And then I had to go all the way back to Mideel…” He lamented as his wife scrubbed at the scars that dotted his shoulders, slowly moving up to his sopping hair. Having to go back and forth between Mideel and Edge once was tiring enough, but having to do it again was not something he had look forward to in the slightest. And all for what? A measly couple of boxes filled with Gyshal Greens that had wild chocobos chasing after him for most of the return trip. “…the nerve of that guy, seriously…”

With her nimble fingers working soothing patterns into her husband’s scalp, the brown-haired woman just sighed along with him. “Next time just tell him off. He is such a jerk.” Losing one client out of all the others they had wouldn’t really impact their profits. Besides, having the one and only delivery man of Strife Delivery Service run down by chocobos was not an attractive option for either of the company’s employees. Finishing with her task, Tifa turned around as Cloud did the same cleaning to her, passing the washcloth over so he could.

“Yeah, you’re right. Chocobo Bill doesn’t need to have a supplier as shady as him anyways.” Nodding along with her sentiments, Cloud lovingly washed along his wife’s shapely lines and taking extra care to massage away the tension in her nerves.

They passed more information and observations between each other for a good half hour and emerged soon after immensely relaxed. A chime from the entrance and cheerful voices alerted the couple to the children’s return from school. Getting dressed into fresh clothes, they went down and happily greeted their family. Denzel had done well on his test, Marlene had crafted a new art piece, and Shelke had finally finished her research paper. It was a cause for celebration and as a treat, Cloud and Tifa decided to take the kids out to a new restaurant for dinner.

It was little moments like these that made their relationship special. There wasn’t overdone romantic gestures, gushing confessions of love, or sappy public displays of affection. The smalls things, like a peck on the cheek, meaningful conversations of understanding and acceptance, and just being around each other, is what they felt comfortable with. Cloud and Tifa were never about the fanfare and instead relished in the details. As they watched their kids get grabbing their personal items and chatting happily, Cloud wrapped his left arm around Tifa’s torso and she held onto it with her own left hand. Their wedding bands were plain, but their golden color matched the brightness of the happiness that the two people wearing them felt. They may not have everything in the world, but to Cloud and Tifa, this was all they could ever want.

Cloti Appreciation Week: Day 7 - Free Day

“Cloud...? Sometimes being old friends is hard. I mean, timing is everything. Cloud...? I...............”

I decided that I would just make some GIFs on the Cloti date at Goldsaucer for the final day of the appreciation week (yes, I’m long overdue. Sorry about that!). While Aerith did pushed Cloud out of the room too, I find it funny when Tifa does it. It’s very uncharacteristic of her lmao! So that part got me giggling. 

Also, while this date got me wailing like “Tifaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” (because I wanted her to just... say it), it portrays exactly Tifa’s character - always beating around the bush with her shyness, and Cloud’s ‘former’ nonchalant self and I like it a lot. Cloud was so confused it’s cute lol (PS: sorry I had to cut most of Cloud’s lines because of limitations!)

Cloti Week Day Seven: Free Day (Late Entry) 

After making certain that Cloud was asleep, she spoke to him. "We'll be all right, won't we?" Of course, there was no answer. I only heard the sound of him sleeping. I wondered if the fact that he was sleeping here meant that he was part of the family. "Do you love me?" Cloud woke up, a dubious look on his face. "Hey, Cloud. Do you love Marlene?"

Cloti Week - Day Two: Favorite Scene

Well... This scene is not what you should call a “romantic” one but it’s one that totally got my heart. In “Case of Tifa” both of them are tired and super busy since the new Seventh Heaven got open. Cloud is the usual dumb-guy caught up in his sadness and strive for forgiveness (he’s racking his brain so hard for that Marlene thought he didn’t love her...) and Tifa’s duty as Marlene adoptive mother and bartender sometimes gets the best of her. She feels like this “family” was going nowhere, no peace, almost no love. She still loves him but she’s even tired of waiting.

Tifa asks him this question with sad and desperate voice, even if he could not answer; you can feel her bittersweet struggle, hoping to get what she longed for so long. But to no avail.

In this part of their lives everything feels blue (for Cloud was an escalation until Geostigma got him and left) but Tifa still has the will to love him nonetheless and think of them as a real family.

I love this scene not because is somehow romantic but because you can feel Tifa’s love even in uncertain situations, of her being supporting and loving to Marlene and Cloud and still being in love after all they went through. 

Cloti Week Day #6

Well, this is my sixth writing piece for Cloti Week I’m putting here on Tumblr and what do ya know, it’s time for the famous Highwind Scene. Cloud and Tifa are one of my favorite couples of all time and with this scene I’ll be writing about and my own little two cents at the bottom I’ll explain why. This fic is heavily inspired by @cinensis comic and even though I don’t know how he ended it (or quite remember all the details), I’ll put my own spin on the whole thing!

After seeing everyone off to their own destinations, all who remained were two people underneath the huge metal frame of the Highwind Airship. Cloud Strife and Tifa Lockhart didn’t have any place to call anymore and so were left behind by the others. It was a cold winter’s night with a bitter breeze blowing though the clearing that the man and woman stood in. Though the sun was nearly down below the horizon, the angry red glow of Meteor left the evening sky looking foreboding.

Cloud Strife heaved a sigh as he ran his gauntlet-covered left hand through the blonde spikes of his hair, staring at the bloody sky with a scowl. The past several months, hell, years, were all a blur of chaos in his mind. He had spent a good few weeks in a catatonic state recently and the man was still trying to come to grips with what had happened. Being lead along on hunches and murderous impulses did not do well for the mind as Cloud had found out and it had taken the gentle hand of his childhood friend to coax him out of his self-made delirium. He only wished that he could find peace from the pain he had endured, but that wouldn’t end until the final battle with his nemesis…

A sneeze behind him snapped him out his thoughts and he turned, his blue-green Mako glowing eyes landing on the figure accompanying him. Tifa Lockhart drew her strong arms around her upper body, shivering lightly against the cold as she wiped her nose lightly against the gauntlet encasing her right hand. The passing days and months of the years gone by hadn’t exactly been kind to her either, but she had made due with fighting for what she thought was right. Sensing Cloud’s gaze on her, the woman lifted her warm reddish brown eyes to meet his with a smile as she walked up to him.

Cause I got busy this week I couldn’t prepare something for each day of Cloti Week BUT I’m working on it so... I’m sorry for being late but for me (as probably for most of you) Cloti Week will go on after the term! :) (cause I’m shipping it 24/7 so...)

Tomorrow I’ll post the Day Two (hope that anything stops me from drawing) and if I’ll be able I’ll post more going on with the week.

“Cloud and Tifa Fall in The Lifestream”

Software: Paint tool and mouse touchpad

Time: 57 hours 5 minutes and 2.56 seconds (daydreaming included)

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