sterling: (Sephiroth - Creativity)
Title: Not This Time
Fandom: Final Fantasy 7
Characters: Tifa, Vincent
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Prompt: "Character's Children" (for [community profile] ffvii_100 from several weeks ago)
Warnings: Subject of death.
A/N: I finally decided to post this drabble, despite the depressing nature of it. It's a snippet of a larger story idea I have, that is set about five years after Advent Children.

Tifa stood silently in the misting rain, staring at the freshly chiseled gravestone long after the others had left. For some, the marker was a peaceful memorial, but for her, it would only be a constant reminder of her beloved child: the one who would never grow up to be a man. She lingered, trying to find the words that would grant her the strength to carry on, and give meaning to it all.

Day turned to night, but the words never came. She stayed until Vincent finally came to escort her home.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"It's not your fault."
sterling: (Sephiroth - Creativity)
Title: Stay
Fandom: Final Fantasy 7
Characters: Cloud, Tifa
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: 2 a.m. (for [community profile] ffvii_100)

Just after closing time, he found Tifa sound asleep at the bar, her head resting on folded arms.

"C'mon, let's get you to bed," Cloud said, gently lifting her.

He cradled Tifa in his arms and carried her upstairs, carefully placing her on her bed, and tucking her in. On his way out, he paused as he heard her speak.

"I wish you'd stay," she said, "but, only if you want to." She pulled her blankets back, offering him warmth and companionship. Two things he wouldn't refuse.

"Alright," he said, not wanting to be alone. "It's cold in my room, anyway."
sterling: (Sephiroth - Creativity)
Title: Perspective
Fandom: Final Fantasy 7
Characters: Cloud, Tifa
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Damage (for [community profile] ff7_drabbles)

He needed to change everyone's perspective. When he allowed himself to be completely honest, a quiver of nervousness ran through his stomach, because he knew he had his work cut out for him.

The easiest person to start with was Tifa, right?

He stared at her without blinking for far too long, until she noticed his odd behavior. She looked at him with that patronizing, concerned expression that he'd seen a million times on the faces of all his friends.

"Cloud, what's wrong?"


The silence between them was long and almost completely unbearable.

"I'm not damaged goods... not anymore."
sterling: (Sephiroth - Creativity)
Title: A Father's Love
Fandom: Final Fantasy 7
Characters: Barret, Tifa, Marlene
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Bond (for [community profile] ff7_drabbles)

Barret stood silently in the doorway, waiting for his eyes to adjust. He couldn’t see a thing, but he could hear the hushed breathing of his little daughter as she slept, and the creaking of quiet footsteps on the wooden stairs. He felt brief pressure on his upper arm, as warm fingers touched him cautiously.

“She forgot her blanket,” Tifa whispered, draping the tattered cloth over his shoulder. He covered her hand with his and squeezed gently. No words were necessary; he was sure she knew he appreciated the gesture.


"Daddy's here, baby," he said, his heart melting.

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