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I love them so much

Been a while since I drew a Cait XIII thing, so here's a sketch of the goobers!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

This is amazing

Words Drowned by Fireworks

Cait Sith's first date with Red was like something out of a love story. They did a lap through all the arcade games, watched a romantic play, and enjoyed a trip on the Skywheel. Cait Sith told a couple jokes. Red laughed. They kissed as fireworks lit up the sky around them. Reeve had never been on a date before. Seeing the older man in front of him was almost too intense. He said something even though he couldn't hear himself over the sound of his heart beating in his throat. Red laughed. They held hands and talked, and through the quiet of the afternoon, Reeve felt like he was on that skywheel with fireworks lighting up the sky around them.

A tale of two first dates. It took Reeve several days to work up the nerve to ask Red out again, but it was clear that the older, one-eyed feline was willing to try.

"C'mon, beastie! Yer yoked, shredded, swole as all hell! At least show it off!" "... Those sound like diseases." "*sigh* If only there were a cure for your total lack of charisma."

Cait Sith is a horrible, horrible wingman. Red XIII knows it way too well.

You know what you did with that caption

“How the heck d’ya even put these on?! It’s like I’m swimming in bedsheets!” “Very funny. Now quit goofing around before I use your cape to dry my balls.”

Cait Sith trying on his boyfriend’s clothing.

FF7 characters as my favourite song

Sephiroth - Monster by Lady Gaga

"Look at him, look at me

That boy is bad and honestly

He’s a wolf in disguise

But I can't stop staring in those evil eyes"

~

Vincent Valentine - Suspended in Dusk by Type O Negative

"Four centuries of this damned immortality

Yet, I did not ask to be made

Why?

I will never again feel your sun upon my face"

~

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Cloud Strife - No Surprises by Radiohead

"A heart that's full up like a landfill

A job that slowly kills you

Bruises that won't heal

You look so tired, unhappy"

~

Aerith Gainsborough - First Love/Late Spring by Mitski

"The night breeze

Carries

Something sweet

A peach tree"

~

Tifa Lockhart - Cover Me in Roses by Holden Laurence

"Take me in your tender arms, roll me in the dirt

Cover me in roses, cover me in pearls

And then when the sun sets low, roll me in the dirt

Cover me in roses, cover me in pearls"

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Red XIII - The Horror and the Wild - The Amazing Devil

"Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring

I promise you, they'll sing of every time

You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child

Witness me, old man, I am the wild"

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Yuffie Kisaragi - Silhouette by Pastel Ghost

"Pastel ghost you're sleeping

Soft teal in the evening

You won't leave me and nights just

Get colder and colder and colder"

~

Barret Wallace - Back to the Old House by The Smiths

"I would love to go

Back to the old house

But I never will

I never will"

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Cait Sith - Little Dark Age by MGMT

"Oh-oh, I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange

I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away

If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone

Open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age"

~

Cid Highwind - Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother

"I made a wreck out of my hand

I put it through the wall

I made a fist and not a plan

Call me a reckless wrecking ball"

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Lucrecia Crescent - Jobless Monday by Mitski

"He only loves me when

There's a means he means to end

Oh, I miss when we first met

He didn't know me yet" (Ouch, that hurt)

~

Reno - Evil by Interpol

"Rosemary

Heaven restores you in life

You're coming with me

Through the aging, the fearing, the strife"

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Rude - I Bet on Losing Dogs by Mitski

"I bet on losing dogs

I know they're losing and I'll pay for my place

By the ring

Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down"

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Tseng - This Charming Man by The Smiths

"I would go out tonight

But I haven't got a stitch to wear

This man said, "It's gruesome

That someone so handsome should care""

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Rufus Shinra - Daddy Issues by The Neighbourhood

"And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I know that you got daddy issues, and I do too"

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Genesis Rhapsodos - Exit Music (For A Film) by Radiohead

"Breathe, keep breathing

Don't lose your nerve

Breathe, keep breathing

I can't do this alone"

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Angeal Hewley - Viva La Vida by Coldplay

"I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin'

Roman Cavalry choirs are singin'

Be my mirror, my sword and shield

My missionaries in a foreign field"

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Zack Fair - Come a Little Closer by Cage The Elephant

"Time shakes, found you at the water

At first you were my father

Now I love you like a brother

Earthquakes shake the dust behind you"

Take a shot for every Radiohead and Mitski song I put :)

His jester outfit is seriously so good I wish we could keep it

He's silly!!

<3

Lilacs [FF7: Vincent Valentine X Reader]

Word Count: 1458

A/N: I forgot how much I love Vincent until I started playing the original again. Dear god help me.

–

“So!” Aerith clapped her hands together. The bandwagon of misfits and yourself looked up from the flickering flames of the campfire and towards the florist. “What is everyone’s favorite flower?”

“Why kind of question is that?” Cid scoffed while taking a puff from a cigarette.

“Come on, let’s get to know each other a bit more, it’ll be fun. Just answer the question!” Aerith pouted.

Cid rolled his eyes. “Fine. Roses.”

Vincent snorted. “Didn’t think of you as a roses man, Cid.”

“Shut up!” Cid barked and squashed his cigarette into the dirt underneath him. “It was the only flower I could think of off the top of my head. You go then, since you’re the obvious flower connoisseur.”

Vincent hummed quietly to himself, thinking over the various flowers he had limited knowledge over. “Chamomile.”

“The fucking tea?” Cid sighed. “That ain’t a flower.”

“It actually is,” Aerith said with a light laugh. “A lot of flowers have medicinal properties. What about you Nanaki?”

Nanaki lifted his head and flicked his tail from side to side. “Paintbrush, I suppose. They grow around the rims of Cosmo Canyon in June and July. Grandpa always gets excited when they start to bloom.”

“Oh! Were they those red ones we saw?” Tifa questioned. Nanaki merely nodded his head before laying it back on his paws. “Those were pretty.” Tifa leaned back with a small grin. “I think my favorite type of flower would have to be the lily Cloud gave me after he met you, Aerith. It was just a forecast of the friendship we’d have.”

Aerith grinned widely at Tifa. “I’m glad I managed to talk Cloud into taking it. He almost refused. But those are my favorite, too. Cloud, I know you said you didn’t have a favorite back in Midgar. Have you had a change of heart?”

Cloud sighed and rubbed his forehead. “I guess? Cherry blossoms are fine.”

“Marlene likes cherry blossoms, too,” Barret chimed in. “Though, she’s only seen pictures of them. She was too little to see any near Corel and they just don’t grow in Midgar. But daisies are her favorite. Just as well. Dyne and I would always bring our wives a bouquet of daisies whenever we’d have to leave town. I’m sure Marlene must remember those even if she was just a baby. So I guess those are my favorite, too. When this is all over, Imma get Marlene her own bouquet of daisies.”

“I’m sure she’ll love it,” you piped up. “But I have a feeling she’ll love seeing you more.” Barret flashed you a small smile, but his bottom lip trembled ever so slightly. He took a deep breath and slipped his sunglasses back on his face. You sat up straight. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to–.”

“Don’t be,” Barret said with a shaky breath. “Just miss my little girl is all.”

“Well, I think you’re all wrong!” Yuffie exclaimed, growing uncomfortable that Barret was starting to cry. “Hibiscus flowers are the best.”

“Jasmine flowers are better,” Cait Sith argued, obviously trying to rile up the ninja. Yuffie squatted down to the cat’s level and growled at him.

“Anyways,” Aerith sighed and looked towards you. “What’s your favorite flower, [Y/N]?”

“Hmm?” You managed to tear your eyes away from the impending catfight. Vincent straightened up and turned his gaze towards you with his full attention. “Lilacs have always been my favorite.” You turned your attention back to the campfire, getting lost in your thoughts as Yuffie and Cait Sith brawled and the others stood by as it happened.

–

“Aerith,” a deep voice sounded.

The florist turned and greeted the man with a warm smile. “What can I do for you, Vincent?”

“I was…” he paused and shifted so his cloak was covering part of his face. “I was hoping you could help me with something?”

“Hmm, let me think!” Aerith chimed and tapped her chin with a finger. “You want me to tell you more about lilacs, is that right?”

Vincent visibly tensed up, causing a light laugh to escape Aerith’s mouth. “Is it that obvious?”

“Not really, I just have a knack for telling these kinds of things. So does everyone else but [Y/N], apparently!” Aerith rocked back and forth on her feet with her hands behind her back. “But you know, I’m pretty sure [Y/N] feels the same way.”

Vincent rose his head out of his cloak with wide eyes. “They do?”

“Mmhmm.” Aerith nodded her head. “Now, about the lilacs. They grow in temperate areas further north. Rocket Town or Kalm might have some. But they only bloom two to six weeks every year, so you have a limited window to get them. I’m afraid most florists don’t sell them either.”

“I see,” Vincent sighed. His hopes came crashing down.

“But you know, they should start blooming soon if they haven’t already! So we should go and get some!”

“Why didn’t you start with that?”

“I wanted to have some fun.”

–

Vincent kept repeatedly checking on the trimming he had. It had a plastic bag filled with water to ensure the plant would make it back towards the group. Luckily, they weren’t too far away from Rocket Town. The group was just south of Nibelheim, so the flowers didn’t have time to welt.

Aerith led Cid and Vincent back towards the makeshift campsite where the rest of the group waited. Tifa looked up and waved at the trio before turning back to you.

“I’m sure he’ll love it!” she encouraged.

In your hands, you held a box wrapped in tulle. The tulle was held together with a ribbon. Small chamomile flowers were intertwined within it. You looked down at the box, up to Tifa, and over towards the approaching Vincent.

“I don’t know, what if he just likes the flower and not the tea?”

“He was the only one that drank the tea Shera made us and seemed happy doing so. Well, as happy as Vincent can seem.”

“Right,” you said with a sigh.

“Come on, you can do this!” Tifa pushed you over towards the trio before nearly making you collide with Vincent.

Vincent quickly moved the bag behind him and looked at you with bewilderment. You gazed up at his red eyes and straightened up, feeling embarrassed at your near collision.

“Umm, while you were gone helping Cid retrieve some of his stuff, I uh,” you stammered and felt as if your tongue was purposefully trying to trip you through your sentence. “I got you this!” You closed your eyes tightly and held out the box towards him.

Vincent looked down at the box and blinked. The bag was taking up both of his hands, so he just awkwardly stood there, trying to figure out what to do. After a minute, you opened your eyes with the box still in your hands. You felt a pang of pain shoot through your heart.

“I uh…Sorry. You don’t have to take it…” You moved the box closer to you.

“No!” Vincent started. “My hands are full. Cid wasn’t getting anything from Rocket Town. We went for this.” Vincent moved the bag of lilacs out from behind him. “These are for you.”

Your eyes widened at the sight of the freshly bloomed lilacs. You moved the box to one hand and gently took the bag of lilacs. The flowers were proudly on display out of the bag. You moved them up to your face and inhaled their sweet scent.

“Thank you so much,” you said while trying not to cry. “I love them.” Vincent smiled softly at you. It was a sight you’ve never seen from him. You loved his smile more than the lilacs. “Oh, and this. If you want it.” You held out the box towards him.

Vincent took the box from you and rested it in the palm of his gauntlet. With his right hand, he collected the flowers and saved them before unwrapping the tule. Once the fabric was no longer obscuring the box, there was a box of dried chamomile, perfect for teas.

“Tifa helped me dry them,” you said softly. “I hope it’s okay.”

“It’s perfect,” he replied. “Thank you.” He stood silent for a moment. The conversation he had with Aerith several days ago replayed in his mind. “I love it, [Y/N].” He took a deep breath and made eye contact with you. “I love it even more because it’s from the person I love.”

Heat flooded your face. With a sharp inhale, you gently placed the lilacs on the ground and swung your arms around his body. Tears of joy fell from your eyes. “And I love the lilacs more because they’re from the person I love.”

😸"Something bothers me. I think it's your way of life. You don't get paid. You don't get praised. Yet, you still risk your lives and continue on your journey. Seeing that makes me... it just makes me think about my life."

Cait Sith, our favorite robot spy cat! 🐈🤖 A new entry for my Final Fantasy VII Remake Sketch Series! 🖌️✨

he is trying his best :(

🐱💚

Cat-Sìth | Scottish Folklore

If you have ever wondered why black cats are associated with Halloween, the cat-sìth/cait-sìth may be the reason.

They are described as giant black cats with a spot on their chests, an arched back, and long hair always standing upright and bristly.

“Elfin cats (cait shìth) are explained to be of a wild, not a domesticated, breed, to be as large as dogs, of a black colour, with a white spot on the breast, and to have arched backs and erect bristles” “Superstitions of the Highlands & Islands of Scotland” by John Gregorson Campbell (1900)

On Samhain(the early version of Halloween), when the cat-sìth was said to roam around, many families would leave out a bowl of milk to keep in the cat-sìth‘s good favour. If you did that, you would be blessed, if you forgot, you would be cursed. 

As well as that, some people in the Scottish highlands were often fearful of the cat-sìth stealing the souls of the recently dead and carrying them away to the otherworld, so people would stand watch over their loved one until they could be buried. This was called Feil Fadalach or Late Wake. Essentially, this involved a large number of activities to distract the cat-sìth, such as games, dancing, contests, riddles, and even catnip spread over the house. All the fires in the room with the body would be put out, since cats like warmth (though this would also help keep the body from decomposing as quickly).

Eventually, a change of beliefs changed the cat-sìth from a fairy, into a witch. The myth that cats have nine lives is said to come from the fact that a witch could transform to a cat exactly 8 times. If she did it a 9th time, she would be a cat forever.

High-landers commonly explained the cat síth as a transformed witch, not a fairy.  A Dictionary of Celtic Mythology

The cat-sìth is not to be confused with Big Ears, the demonic god of the cats. He was said to be even bigger and more ferocious.

“But Big Ears was a monstrous demon cat who had only a slight connection with the Cait Sith.” “A Encyclopedia of Fairies” by Katharine Briggs (Published in 1976)

That is a story I won’t be covering, because I think it will be too troubling for people. Putting it bluntly, there was a belief that if you brutally tortured a certain number of cats to death in a certain way(known as the taghairm), Big Ears would appear, and grant you wishes in return for your soul.

FF7 doodles ;D

I love these guys because they genuinely care about MC as MC and not because they have the soul of a mental illness in them.

I mean, Benten seeing all the shit yMC goes through and deciding they need her protection and not MC protecting her is older sister behaviour.

Kuniyoshi having war flashbacks but making sure you're okay afterwards. Pushing through his trauma for you, that's something you do for someone you care A LOT about.

Zhurong thinking you died and crying his little heart out. Probably thinking about what happened to Nüwa and having to go through this a second time and still not knowing what to do.

Arc knowing a part of them would die if MC indeed died right then and there. But finding quick reassurance that MC is indeed fine. MC might be their first friend in forever. Would have probably hunted the giants and kiled them out of revenge.

And Cait Sith trying to make light of the situation but worried out of his mind. Saw MC almost die in front of him without being able to do anything about it.

I love them all, they care about MC so much. And that's exactly what the traumatized need right now even if just for a little while.

cat.

Kitty-Cait ´･ᴗ･`