A normal young man from Earth is taken from his world and dropped into his favorite JRPG. Now, with a new look, a new arm, and new powers, he'll join Cloud and company on their quest to prevent the destruction of the world at the hands of Sephiroth and Jenova. But what is the secret behind his new arm? (Rated M for Blood, Violence, Language, etc.)

AU At first, she is forced upon him. Soon, he comes to rely on her. Now, he can't be without her.

Cloud did join Shinra, but he just did his tour and got out. Once discharged, he moved under the plate, earning gil by doing odd jobs and monster hunting in the wastes around Midgar. On this particular day, it wasn't a monster he found, but a shot-to-hell SOLDIER who wasn't quite dead. A story of building a new life, gaining new friends, and a past that isn't quite done. (multiPOV)

[REWRITE] It was a love that started with the sun, was blunted by the mountains and sealed by the stars. It stretched between floating empires and childhood daydreams and adolescent nightmares, between memories stolen in fire and promises renewed in the ether of spirits. It was a love that burned between two broken constellations across lifetimes. OR: The Story of Cloud and Tifa.

"No story is not worth telling." - Angeal Hewley. I wanted to figure out the Love Triangle Debate for myself and ended up writing this monstrosity. Looks like a retelling, but actually something more. A story of love in supracanon timeline - starts at really the VERY beginning and goes all the way until... Cloti, Zerith, more info first chapter. LATEST: WARK! WE ARE STILL GOING

Western AU. Cloud thinks that he found an easy way to make money - all he has to do is deliver supplies and kill some monsters from a nearby town, and get paid handsomely to do so. But things fall apart, and he finds himself sucked back into the high-stakes world of outlaws and old debts that need repaying. He had crawled out of it before... but he's not sure if he can do it again.

Cloud isn't the only one to fail SOLDIER after weeks of boot camp. (Though he is the smallest. And the youngest. And, you know, illegal.) Cloud does not doubt he would be the most hated man in the army, soon to be kicked out, no doubt, if it weren't for one single thing.  Chocobos. Cloud is good with chocobos.

Sephiroth doesn't often get fanmail... or any mail. ShinRa screens more or less every aspect of his life, after all. So when he receives a package, he's understandably curious. He opens it to find... a video game, of all things. Final Fantasy VII? What a useless waste of time... that Hojo would highly disapprove of... Hmm. Perhaps just this once...

Tifa really, really likes Cloud's muscles.

"Whatever you're afraid of, whatever you think might happen, you have to remember—nothing is certain anymore. The future is unwritten." (Cloud x Aerith)

Cloud est employé à la Gainsborough Inc. et sa vie est nulle. Mais peut-être qu'un certain homme en costume noir va l'égayer ? Yaoi / OOC / AU

Even in the midst of all this fighting, all of these revelations and tragedies, it was important to keep your chin up and spirits up. –Cloud and the different drinks he's shared

"Masamune respects life and won't ever kill needlessly. It's a gentle blade that protects and spares the innocent. A blade that likes to fight, but doesn't like killing." AU, Lucrecia stays with Shin-Ra as the head of the Project S. One day young Sephiroth is sent to Wutai, where he finds much more than his famous sword. /rewritten/

While her older brother Zack rises in the ranks of SOLDIER, Dalia Fair is one of the biggest Idol's Midgar has ever seen! All seems well for the siblings, till the Whispers appear and try to kill Dalia. Now brother and sister must unrevail ShinRa's dark secrets and why Dalia is an anomaly in the eyes of the spectral beings.

Zachary Fair was wild and untamed-a wolf in the form of a human. He was the Alpha Sentinel of Midgar and Cloud Strife - a simple Guide from Nibelheim had no clue what he was getting into when he stepped inside the wolf's den.

The World of Gaia: A world where heroes are forced to be made and legacies are considered death warrants. Cloud Strife and Zack Fair are considered a pair of misfits in such a world. They are inspired to be heroes and set out to save a world where its people are content to live amongst the beast that JENOVA has brought to the land.

And she cries for the woman, who would have been her sister in another life. She rages, she shouts, and she destroys her meagre things. Is this a woman's destiny, she wonders, to sacrifice themselves for the greater good?

"I'm not marrying you because you're an Omega. I'm marrying you because you steal the very breath from my lungs. I'm marrying you because you make my heart race and my thoughts halt. Love like that, Cloud, it's not found very often." It wasn't destiny that he was supposed to marry Lord Zachary Fair. In fact, Cloud would call it purely accidental. Purely.

The Cetra, Caretakers, and Children of Minerva have watched and sustained the world for untold ages introducing a period of harmony and success that is said to be guided by the High King of the Cetra and the Oracle of Minerva, yet it is with this harmony heralds the Calamity of the Skies.

He vows to keep her safe.

In which Cloud crossdresses to fulfill one of Aerith's fantasies. Smutfic

He's lost her, yet again, but he knows one day he'll find her.

With his Geostigma healed and the guilt he's been carrying alleviated, Cloud is finally ready to move on and start living a new life with his family at his side. But realizing that Tifa is still battling demons of her own, Cloud doesn't hesitate to drop everything to remind her that she's strong and that he'll always be there for her. Takes place shortly after ACC.

Le récit du point de vue de Vincent, de ce qu'il se passa réellement, entre lui et Lucrécia. Si, après ça, vous êtes toujours convaincu qu'Hojo demeure le père de Sephiroth, je ne sais plus quoi faire pour vous :p

"The End is the Beginning" Introduction It was under heavy rainfall that Vincent Valentine arrived in Nibelheim that evening. The small village, whipped by the winds at the foot of Mount Nibel, had hardly any inhabitants left, so he encountered no one as he made his way through the town to the mansion. Facing the imposing wrought iron gate, his metallic claw resting on the large