Yuri nodded, arms folding over his broad chest. It was an idea.

It wasn't what she was thinking. It wasn't a token of his affection... In case she got the wrong idea behind his intentions. "I found this in my mother's things... I think it belonged to yours." Judging by the initials carved into the precious stone, it had once belonged to the Kisaragi matriarch—

"You did." Oh, he had a feeling he was going to pay for that.

Taking her gesture as a signal, Yuri unfolded his lean, elongated profile and rose from his crouch. It didn't escape his notice that she had to reach up to do so and that made Yuri chuckle. "You really are short..." He said with a low, amused laugh.

Now he was thinking about fluffy chocobo butt cheeks. Thanks, Yuffie.

"I live to serve." He quipped in a quiet but serious tone, pretending to bow his head in silent reverence of the descendant of the shinobi that was Yuffie.

Yuri, however, didn't take offense. Instead, he shook his head in feigned resignation. "You really 𝘢𝘳𝘦 stubborn..." No wonder she refused to grow any taller.

"Here, Yuffie. You can have mine." Yuri handed her a peach. // 🍑 Hehe @wutaiwhiterose.bsky.social ...butt.

// Yuri being a smart ass to Yuffie while also being slightly serious lmao

Holds his hand out, palm level with her height and facing down in a teasing gesture. A silent nod. "You're almost as tall as Mr. Godo. You just need a few more feet..." If only she wasn't so pig-headed, she might have reached her father's height by now.

"Yuffie's so stubborn, she refused to grow."

His arms crossed casually over his broad chest, the Wutai male rests his eyes while sitting up, his head bowed as he drifted into a light sleep.

// Maybe I need more sleep... The weird dizzy feeling is still there.

Training with Godo.

𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖉? 𝕴 𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙'𝖘 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝕴 𝖆𝖒 .. {𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓔𝓧 𝓣𝓾𝓻𝓴 𝓥𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓿𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮}

Wooden sandals pressed against soft dirt as their owner made his way along the trail to the hot springs, located deep into the secluded forest of Wutai. Reaching the spring's edge, essentials under one arm, Yuri slipped into the balmy waters, having performed the appropriate ritual beforehand.

// Headcanon: Yuri has scars from the battle with Deepground when they attacked Wutai.

// Does Becky like Yuri now?

"I'll stand guard. You do the honors." He told her in a quiet voice, careful to keep his voice low in case someone was nearby. Arms folded inside of the long sleeves of his traditional Wutai attire, Yuri stood guard at the entrance, just out of sight.

"Don't worry about it... You saved my life, so we're even." If Yuffie hadn't pulled him out of the way back then, his fate could have been a lot worse. He could have ended up like his mother... Though, the disease seemed to affect those who thought that they were going to perish the most.

She congratulated him on his ingenuity but really, he had learned it from her. She had done it to him when they were children as one of her pranks and his teeth had turned black for a week because of it. He never forgot.

Approaching his residence, Yuri headed for his study and reached down for a pot of ink he used for his paintings and calligraphy, promptly slipping it into the inside of his sleeve. He then turned to Yuffie and began to explain his plan. "We're going to slip ink in Staniv's tea."

Yuri chuckled. "I remember." The nation's leader nearly had a heart attack when he realized his favorite snack was compromised. Originally, Yuri had disliked the idea of pranking the aged Wutai sovereign, but Yuffie had eventually convinced him to join in—harmless fun.

// Yuffie went and woke up his inner gremlin MWAHAHAHAHAHA

A smile formed slowly on his lips as a familiar glimmer materialized in the Wutai male's dark eyes at the mention of mischief with Yuffie. "...Pranks?" He asked, his beautiful features lighting with excitement. It had been a while since they had gone on a spree of chaos together.

A chuckle and the shake of his head. 𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦.

// Ugh. BSky really does hate Yuri. Tried to reply, it reloaded... again.

A quiet smile and a slight tilt of his head as he listens, arms folded over his chest. Observing, but saying nothing.

The playful nudge brought Yuri back to reality. A quiet sound emitted from the depths of his throat. "—Hm?" He turned his gaze back to her, though the faraway look persisted in his eyes a heartbeat longer.

// Sephiroth's theme, but at the end... Harmonica and squeaky toys.

// The fact that Yuffie and Godo have the same way of laughing is amusing to me. Lmao XDD

// ...Starting to think that two energy drinks and coffee wasn't such a great idea. lol

Beneath the protection of the large, overhanging eaves, Yuri sat in meditative silence on the engawa as rain pattered on the old ceramic tiles of the Tanaka residence. At his back, his long dark hair hung loosely, no longer secured by the ponytail he habitually wore. Overhead, the paper lantern—

// Birthday tomorrow, so hopefully, I can get a case of energy drinks. I got lucky yesterday—my brother bought me one from the dollar store. But I'll have to go without for today until tomorrow.

// btw Yuri's surname is pronounced "Ta-na-ka".

Listening to Yuffie speak, Yuri recalled his own visit to old Midgar years ago, when his mother was ill. He had gone to Midgar to search for materia to heal her but unlike Yuffie, he hadn't had the courage to explore the borders for materia and went to Midgar to ask for Shinra’s help and ended up—

// Is awake... Sorta.

🌸He/Him, Wutaian 🌸6'4" 🌸Mercenary 🌸Pansexual ⏞ 21+ mun 18+ only #FFVIIRP #OC #RP #AphroditeWT ⏟

Head leaning backwards, he sleeps against Nanaki's side.

// I'd like to point out that Yuri's surname isn't canon. It's just one I came up with several years ago.

— Turtle's Paradise, Wutai village

He could tell even before he sat down that Yuffie wasn't in a good mood. Her body language and her usual pep was gone and she was drinking during the day, which Yuri knew to be a sign that something was definitely amiss. Deciding the best course of action was to leave Yuffie be, Yuri—

She wasn't wrong. Food did taste better when off someone else's plate. "Midgar?" The stoic Wutai male echoed in a quiet, contemplative tone, recalling Yuffie's desire about wanting to set up shop in the new city the locals there dubbed "Edge", a—

// So, since he's only mentioned in Case of Yuffie, Yuri is about 21 post-Dirge of Cerberus. So, two years after the Deepground War.

// Just realized that I could just have attached his about to his pinned. lmao

// Headcanon: a very modest person, Yuri thinks himself average-looking, despite being very beautiful by Wutaian standards.

// Headcanon: Yuri is loosely religious, having grown up in the worship of Leviathan. While he isn't as crazy about it as Godo and the other villagers, he does hold a quiet reverence for the water god.

// Face claim is the 4th Prince from the K-drama Scarlet Hearts something.

Placing his hands together, Yuri bows his head in silent gratitude at the foot of the statue of the guardian of Wutai, thanking Leviathan for the much-needed rainfall.

Raising his eyes to the overcast sky, he holds out a hand as a droplet of rain falls into his palm. Rain. A smile appears at the corners of his lips as he closes his eyes, letting the cool precipitation meet his face, long black hair and Wutai robes bristling in the late-summer breeze.