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Valenwind Day: Think TwiceValenwind Day: Think TwiceValenwind Day: Think Twice by Talliya
Vincent closed his eyes as the music washed over him, a small smirk played at the corner of his mouth listening to the lyrics. It was his and Cid’s song; it perfectly described them... except that neither of them were female. But they’d both had their trials and bouts of jealousy. And finally in the end they had each other – the only thing they’d ever really wanted.
Vincent had first met Cid when he was a Turk and Cid was just a newbie kid in the burgeoning Space Program. His red eyes had worked over the mechanic/engineer’s form and nearly had him drooling. Luckily for him Veld had paged him just then or he probably would have made an absolute fool of himself in an attempt to be the one to show the beautiful blonde around ShinRa HQ. But Veld had and Vincent had ended up on his fateful mission to protect two crazy scientists. He’d fallen for Lucrecia not because he was attracted to her but because she seemed so interested in
A Valentine ExplosionTitle: A Valentine ExplosionA Valentine Explosion by Enide-Dear
Author: Enide Dear
Rating: some gore
A/N: for :iconValenwind-luver:’s Valentine Day contest!
”So what the Hell are ya supposed ta be fore? I ain’t needing a fucking baby sitter!” The mechanic scowled, pushing his goggles further up on his head.
Vincent sighed. Oh, wasn’t this going to be a fun mission?
“Trust me, Mr Highwind, you weren’t my first choice either. If I got my way I’d be at the labs now, getting paid to keep my eyes on a beautiful woman in a labcoat.” Yes, that would have been a sweet, *easy* mission. Air conditioned room, beautiful, cultivated women, no dangers. Why did he always have the worse of luck? “But now I’ve been designated your body guard for the week, or until the current threat situation against your person ceases.”
“I don’t need a fucking Turk hanging over my shoulder all the time! I’m a big boy and I can take care of
Valenwind Day: Wrong?Things had been a tough ride since day one, and Cid knew that things would be no different today; he and Vincent didn't exactly see eye to eye. They were too different, and both stubborn, once they stood their ground, neither would budge; Cid thought back, to the day they met, it wasn't long before they were shooting glares at each other. They couldn't get along, they forced themselves to be in the same room when needed. Tifa and Barret's wedding...All they managed was a 'hello' before they couldn't stand to be around each other. The party afterwards was the same too. They were okay with sitting at the bar, together; after a few drinks, they found it easier to talk.Valenwind Day: Wrong? by chee-wee
Vincent asked Cid if he could stay in the airship, he knew being drunk he wouldn't be able to find anywhere else safe. Cid agreed in his intoxicated state, and they both barely made it to his airship before they were kissing, grabbing at each others clothes. And the sex, it was amazing, both of them pent up and in need; Cid
Family Bliss: First and Last“Ohgodohgodohgod, what do we do?”Family Bliss: First and Last by way2thedawn
“Cid, calm down.” Vincent stood and grabbed his husband's arm ceasing his pacing. “We can handle this.”
“I don't know.” Cid's eyes flickered around, raking his free arm through his hair, and pulling at the strands. “I've never had to deal with something this huge before.”
“Well, I have, just trust me.”
“What do we do?” Loz asked, staring at the situation in wide eyed astonishment.
“Yaz, I'm going to need some clean towels, and latex gloves.” Vincent started, rolling up his sleeves. “Seph, find warm blankets and pillows. Kadaj, call Reno and get Rude here, now. Loz, you can help me. Cid-” Vincent turned towards Cid, as he started to remove his cape. “Go boil some water.”
“Ok.” Cid's excited nerves jumped up a few notches, visibly shaking with the
White WeddingTitle: White WeddingWhite Wedding by Enide-Dear
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: Not telling, Cid and Vincent centered but with twists
Rating: starts cute and then….
Summary: Cid is unhappily married to Shera when Aerith and Tifa comes and asks him to host a wedding.
”What ya yappin’ bout this time?” Cid sat down by the table between Tifa and Aerith with his cup of tea. The pilot looked tired and worn and from the smell of it, it wasn’t just tea he was drinking.
Tifa and Aerith exchanged a glance. It was no secret that Cid and Shera’s marriage was unhappy, to say the least, which was probably why the pilot had so readily agreed to meet up with the two girls outside Kalm.
“We have a little problem.” Aerith sighed, weighing back on her chair. “Two of our… friends wants to get married, but can’t find a priest willing to do the ceremony for them.”
“Eh? Why? ‘Cause they’re so ugly they’d make ugly babies or something?
Lost and FoundDisclaimer: I don't own ANY of FF... I'm not about to be able to make any money off it or anything else I use here, so this is really just for fun!Lost and Found by kaazebrabeads
Characters: Vincent and some Cid,maybe
Vincent knew he was brooding. It was second nature actually by now. But this time, this time was suddenly so different. So devastating, so chaotic, so wrenchingly complete.
He had no idea why though.
He only knew he felt lost in a way that was more than any feeling of being lost than ever before.
A lost so cold, so infinite that it was overwhelming.
Later, when he finally shook himself, he realized he had been sitting looking at the items strewn about him in the small cabin on the Highwind. For how long, since he refused to have any type of clocks, watches or chronagraphs near him, and his room had no window, he could not tell.
A gleaming brass claw was traced by a gloved black finger, a pin tarnished that identified him as a Turk. A
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