09.17.2014#vincent valentine #lucrecia crescent #hojo #professor hojo #reuben sandwich #;i aim to queue
Q:7. How does your character perceive themselves? Positive? Negative? Neutral?
"Outwardly, Vincent always exhibits an air of confidence. He knows his strong suits and is not afraid to admit, at least to himself, his own weaknesses. Sadly, despite the fact that he is truly blessed when it comes to what most would consider as great merits — physiques, intelligence, wealth — Vincent’s mind tends to focus more on his own lacking — his inability to save the people he loves, for an example."
"As such, I believe the answer is mildly neutral with a tendency to lean toward negativity on rainy days."
09.11.2014#cloud strife #sephiroth #barrett wallace #Cid Highwind #Aerith Gainsborough #tifa lockhart #quotes #vincent valentine
((Hello morning. I accidentally wrote a Strifentine fanfiction instead of doing my homework. Oops. This is the first time I’ve posted any of my writing online in like five years, wow… not sure if I’m gonna put it anywhere else yet, we’ll see how it goes. Uh, what else to say… post-compilation, slightly angsty, references to alcohol and sex, nothing graphic. Here we go.))
In the dull chill of early dawn after three full bottles of vodka (hard for alcohol to keep up with a mako-enhanced metabolism) sometimes Cloud will admit that he is scared. After everything that they’ve gone through, after reaching a space, in normal waking hours at least, where he is comfortable with himself - at home in his own skin, at peace with who he has come to be - all of it gets stripped away and he is back to being sixteen and achingly lonely.
Vincent has learned to stop contesting it, that Cloud, at this point, is already treading water just to stay conscious, and any verbal attempt at reassurance is equally likely to elicit a violent reaction (ducked bottles thrown and shattered against the wall, ragged shouts of ‘what the hell do you know’) as it was to reduce the boy to undignified, if grateful sputtering. Either way he was left cleaning up the glass chips or the tissues and such exertions usually caused Cloud to lose consciousness halfway up the stairs and badly bruise himself.
Best to wait it out, best to let the tidal wave of old emotions come and recede without incident. The smoother its passage, the less Cloud will remember, and not remembering has always worked well for him. Waiting has always worked well for Vincent. Between the two of them, life is often stagnant.
09.08.2014#vincent valentine #turks #turk!vincent #vin!cat #yoneko #yoneko vincent is my vincent #vinception