Valenwind-Luvers

”Am I ta old ta be a Twink, ya think?” The statement cut through Avalanches normal breakfast chaos like Masamune through a Nifelhemim villager but judging from the thoughtful frown on the pilot’s forehead, he didn’t even notice. “I mean,” he said without looking up from him PHS, oblivious of the shock he’d caused, “says here ya should be blonde and cute.” He slurped his tannin-brown tea, an essential part of the most important meal of the day. “I’m cute as shit.” The Hell are you talking about Highwind?” Barret was the first to recover his voice. The rest of the

Title: A Chance Pairing: Valenwind Rating: self harm, but not what you expect A/N: Would you look at that, she actually wrote something! XD His head was filled with a cacaphony of noise and disconnected actions, like someone channel surfing at max speed, his heart was racing wildly, there were cold sweat soaking through his t shirt. He fought not to vomit as the panic attack crunched down on him harder and harder, clutching the table so hard he heard the sturdy metal groan even as he leaned his head against the cold surface. It felt like he was drowning. It felt like he was dying.   “Chief?” A hard grip on his shoulder and

Title: Wedding Goals Author: Enide Dear Pairing: Valenwind Rating: lots of creepy crawlers and quite a few Turks Summary: Cid needs a best man for his wedding to Shera. ”I don’t care. You need a best man for our wedding. So fix one!” With  slam of the door, Shera left Cid behind to scratch his head. Well, she had fixed pretty much everything else for this wedding while he had been dragging his feet, so maybe he just needed to get his ass in gear and fix himself a best man. Sighing he sipped his tea and thought of his options. He had a few crew members, but they weren’t exactly friends, as such. You couldn’t

Title: Personal hygiene Author: Enide Dear Pairing: Valenwind Rating: icky, icky, icky! Looking hot is not everything Vince, ya’ve been in that coffin fer 30 years! Go take a shower! A/N: Don’t kill me! I was watching Sex and the City, and I blame this all on Samantha! Cid came running out into the kitchen, wide eyed and with his hand over his moutn, grabbed Barrets cup of coffee and downed it all in one gulp. Before anyone in Avalanche could protest he had snatched Cloud’s cup as well and started to drink it with the slow determination of a man downing poison. The pilot was still in boxers and a t shirt, looking sleep rum

Title: Ensign Sue Must Die part 1 Author: Enide Dear Pairing: Valenwind…or is it? A/N: Inspired by the Webcomic Ensign Sue Must Die (can be found here on dA) and Wikipedia Weirdest Murders in History. A/N2: For the Sue Must Die! Contest at :iconvalenwindluvers:! Soft, warm feelings wasn’t what Vincent knew best. For several weeks he’d been convinced he was coming down with a mild fever, perhaps even the flue, due to the flushes of warmth that seemed to engulf his body at random moments, the strange bouts of dizziness, the sudden rush of his heart. Feeling awkward about it, he’d finally asked Aerith as the group’

Valenwind Day: Think Twice 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 pa