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Unreachable by DeerWorks
Fandoms: Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VII Remake and Rebirth (Video Games 2020-2024), Final Fantasy VII (Video Game 1997)
12 Apr 2024
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At that moment, sleep felt like such a foreign concept. Tifa forced her eyes shut, tossed and turned, counting down from ten. Every tired old trick preached by her father when she was young and restless. But it didn’t matter. Sleep would evade her, because Cloud was wrong.
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- Part 4 of My Cloti Fics
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23 Apr 2024
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Ash closes his eyes. Years of waiting culminate in weightless dust, soon to be swept away by the living. This earthen smell will fade. It will be overtaken by home-cooked meals and citron peels. Silence will forsake to Sunday radio static and the slow turnings of a page. Behind curtains, it’ll be the push and pull of their noses as they love each other sore, cutting into the pristine sheet of white starlight.
Slowly, they’ll imprint this house until it has become theirs. Ash waits for that day.
Or, the steps to remedy a fragile soul.
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13 Mar 2022
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Ash sighs, grocery bag full of natto heavy in his hand. Eiji sending him to go get his most hated meal? This is just cruel. Ash should have come back with the stuff for shrimp and avocado salad instead.
But it’s so hard to deny Eiji anything.
Even natto.
He unlocks the apartment door, only to be surprised by a—
Bark?
Eiji has a birthday present for Ash!
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12 Mar 2022
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“I don’t think that I’ve ever seen you take it off.” Than blinks slowly. He is almost entirely naked, save for the blanket that is strewn over his lap to conceal his most intimate bits from view—seeing as he’s not currently wearing any clothing, he’s going to need a bit more context in order to understand whatever it is that’s captured Zagreus’ fleeting attention now. “Your gauntlet, I mean. You’re always wearing it, even—,”
“Oh.” He flexes his fingers subconsciously. He’s been wearing the gauntlet for so long now, it’s easy enough to forget that it’s not simply a part of him—that it’s not simply an extension of his hand. “I…” he swallows, “does that… bother you?”
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A headcanon about Thanatos' gauntlet (and why he never takes it off), and exactly what happens when Zagreus dies--featuring the Keres, the goddesses of violent death.
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02 Mar 2022