haiii!!11!1! Welcome to my fanfic corner ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆! I write for fun and to spread my ideas to others, (I'm not the best bear with me T^T). I'll write anything!
(Except anything 18+ & gore. The only exception is suggestive content.)
Haii I just wanted to let you know that the link for ‘a cold from playin’ on your misc characters master list is actually linked to the ‘snack run’ Toji fic ^^
Maybe it’s just a glitch for me but I thought it was good to know, not trying to be rude 🥹🥹🥹
Omg dw!!! I write a lot and update my ml like never so it must’ve gotten mixed up sorey !! Tysm for letting me now I js fixed it ٩(｡•́‿•̀｡)۶
a/n: Lwk cant believe i havent written for arthur @crux-serpentis bullied me into it. Arthur lives happily in my head he left right before the big heist in saint denis. Ending kinda rushed but i hope u like it (oﾟvﾟ)ノ
Arthur Morgan x Fem! Pregnant reader
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The ride to colter wasn't easy, with only being given around ten minutes to pack up your life again after being cozy in an inn. Arthur said there was a slip up at the ferry, while he gathered everything into a trunk.
The room was all set up for the both of you with; nice bed sheets, clothes neatly folded, and a frilly bassinet Arthur haggled down.
Now it was left for whoever wanted it, Arthur could see the hurt in your eyes as you left "unnecessary items", leaving a few toys, the bassinet and clothes.
"I promise I'll get ya more, if we don't leave the Pinkertons gonna get us" he whispered into your ear, helping you into the wagon.
It'd been around a week since you've ran, barely holding up in this hellish storm. Arthur silently worried about you, always pressing Dutch and Hosea about how they had an expecting mother, women, and a child in the gang.
Only until Dutch finally realized everyone was exhausted, sent out Arthur somewhere to to hole up. Where Arthur finds the abandoned camp of Colter.
"How ya holdin' up"
"As best I can, staying warm and on Dutch's good side " you reply grabbing a blanket, ever since the doctor in Black Water said you were pregnant. Everything shifted, all of a sudden everything was unsafe, you were paranoid, and questioned everything Dutch did- especially now with Micah in the gang. He snorted helping you make the bed less shitty. "yeah well guess pregnancy will do that to ya"
It goes quiet in the cabin, the fire Arthur had built filling the emptiness with warmth. You stopped unpacking turning to face him.
"Arthur, what did happen on the ferry?"
"I dunno they ain't tellin' me"
"Why" you asked, Arthur stopped for a moment. He never thought of why usually whatever Dutch said was the law of the land, and he knew to not question him.
Dutch always had a plan, and thought ahead. That was just the Dutch they knew. "Ah, uh I dunno" he replied moving towards you, kissing your forehead while muttering a 'I'm sorry'.
Arthur knew something changed in you since you found out a baby was on the way, the life of an outlaw wasn't for families. He knew that, he disliked John for it. He regretted not being there more for Issac, but now that he had a second chance.
He wasn't throwing it away, not again.
"We'll be here for a few days so you can rest... I'll make sure pearson gives you the best parts" he mumbled grabbin' his things.
"Let's leave" his hand stopped caressing your face, "leave?".
"We can't stay here, it'll only endanger us. I love Abigail and little Jack but I don't wanna raise my baby here, not when we have a chance to live a normal life".
Arthur had thought about it briefly, he was Dutch's errand boy already slowly being demoted. They had no money, he was expected to put in his share of anything he returned with, Dutch gave him everything when he had nothing. He couldn't just leave, Dutch would shoot 'im with his gun if he did.
"Baby we can't-"
"Arthur we can, you just can't"
You both went silent, the wind filling in the silence. Your eyes avoided his while turning down the oil lamp, "Daveys gone, Jennys dead, John, Sean and Mac are god knows where. Whats next you? Me? Theres no tellin' whose next Arthur-"
You made sense, Arthur wanted to believe in Dutch but so much had happened he felt like he didn't know the man anymore. He sighed rubbing his face and deciding to leave you alone for the night, "g'night darlin' sleep well" he said opening the door to the cabin.
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You all finally left Colter after Arthur nagging Dutch and the train robbery being a success, now on your way to Valentine on Arthurs horse softly humming whilst looking around at the scenery.
"I gotta do some jobs to get money, Dutch wants everyone to pitch in".
"He always wants people to donate while he 'plots'" you reply holding onto the saddle while Arthur led you towards the developing town, "..." he stayed silent.
Ever since you pointed out Dutch's flaws he saw them, to Arthur- Dutch was like a father his mentor and to see him like this. It hurt, the thought of him leaving the gang hurt him. "I feel bad, he used to be better ya know?"
"took care of me when I was boy, taught me everythin' I needed to know. I thought I could pass on what he taught me to our kid"
"you still can, he's just not all there Arthur. Why the hell is he listening to Micah and not you? Why is he always questioning your loyalty to him?"
You both were silent after you comment about Micah. Everyone disliked him, especially Arthur since the rat was always teasing you.
Arriving at the bank Arthur spoke to the man behind the counter asking about saving money and opening a bank account.
While you stood beside him, eyes flickering around the banks interior. Admiring the details, when Arthur tapped you on the shoulder.
"Want somethin' to eat?"
"Sure"
You nod feeling his hand on the small of your back, leading you to the bar where he ordered stew with bread. "Wanna sleep here for the night, I know the cot's tough to sleep on"
"Only if you'd like"
"Your always askin' what I want first" he sighed kissing your knuckles.
"Alright I'll rent out a room and a bath"
Arthur disliked sleeping in the camp nowadays, he was just so paranoid about everything. He knew town wasn't so safe either but at least you were far from Micah and bears.
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"Strauss asked me to collect some debt from a farmer" he told you as he packed his horse, you felt something your gut twist instinctively grabbing his hand. "Don't go Arthur,"
"I know but I gotta do this-" His brows furrowing at your stubbornness.
"Can't anyone else do it for you?"
"I- He asked me darlin'-"
"Arthur, please" you begged your head finding its way on to his shoulder, you felt it in your stomach that if he went something terrible would happen. "Besides you aren't his goon, he can send any other member"
"I'm the most menacin' one apparently"
"He can send Micah, Arthur"
He nodded going back to argue his case, saying he could leave you here and that he promised to take you to the towns doctor. So Strauss ends up finding Micah for the job.
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The gang got worst, they lost more and more members until they ended up on the edge of the map. And in the pinnacle of industrialization, Saint Denis. Arthur felt it in his gut, Dutch really wasn't well. Nights arguing with each other about what was best, Arthur being gone for long periods of time.
"Doctor said I'm healthy, I just need to eat more" you added handing Arthur the papers, "Yer picky as hell don't always want Pearsons stew, an' we don't got money to eat at the bar for every meal either". "Well he makes the same thing for three meals a day, it can't be healthy"
"'least yer eatin" he retorted looking over the papers.
"The hell why I got pay this?"
"He gave me medicine"
"Why's it so expensive?"
"It's for expecting mothers"
"This baby better work in the mine when it's born" he uttered looking at the papers you handed him, but he was grateful to have been in Saint Denis with real doctors and people who can help. Even if it was more expensive than some small town doctors, you were happy and healthy. That's all that mattered.
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It was the middle of the night when Arthur woke you, he'd gotten a wagon and with the help of Lenny & Hosea.
"Arthur?" you ask rubbing the sleepiness from your eyes, looking your jewlry he was packing. "Darlin' I didn't mean to wake you just yet" he mumbled kissing your forehead, "What're you doin'"
"packing"
"But Dutch said we ain't leavin' yet-"
"And what if we left."
"Arthur-"
"It ain't safe for us no more, I got something to protect now"
All your belongings were packed by the time you picked out a dress. Helped you dress and grab whatever was left and snuck out of the abandoned estate, leading you to the carriage where Hosea lead the horses away and lenny sat across from you.
"So your really leavin' us Arthur?"
"I gotta, and you all got too as well." he added pointing to both of them "find you a nice girl and get out of there, Dutch ain't the same". Everyone knew by now, it was whether or not they had the courage.
You dozed in and out of a sleep on the wagon, until it came to a stop at a small home. "Where are we?" you ask shielding your eyes from the rising sun, admiring the cozy home with a farm. "Home"
"Home?"
Oh, it was your home.
It would finally be alright.
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Epilogue: Arthur sat on the porch looking at the sunset holding his little girl in his arms, gently stroking her downy hair that looked the same color as his. She was bundled up in soft blankets you'd sewn during pregnancy, "yer sleepy already? You just woke up" he cooed to the infant, who was cozying up against him. "You gotta learn how to help daddy take care of the chickens, and help mama cook. An' here you are sleeping the day away." he gently smiled kissing her soft head, "it's okay I guess your just a little baby".
Arthur hired men to build your dream house with land, it was fully furnished when you entered. So you both could do nothing but live the life you always wanted, not on the run, not sleeping on some shitty cot or on the floor. But a warm bed after a hardy meal you made, not pearson.
"The sunsets' pretty today"
"yeah, summer startin' I see it in the crops"
"Do you like this life? It's nothing like the one you've lived"
"I don't mind it, I miss the thrill but I'm gettin' old."
"You've changed, you don't bully everyone you see now" a laugh escaping you while admiring the man with the bundle of fuzzy blankets.
"What, you miss it?" he teased standing up once the sun disappeared.
"I like this version of you, you've always been a good man. Being in the gang just hid it from us". Arthur smiled, looking back at the sun he had everything he needed. A wife, a daughter, a warm home and animals to keep them company. He didn't need Dutch, just his family. His mind wonders to what if you hadn't left, he didn't even wanna think about what would've happened if he went through with the bank heist. The baby brought him back with her squirming and small sounds of discomfort, "ah you want mama huh" he said passing the fussing girl onto you.
"I'll be out here for a bit longer" he decided, pulling out a cigarette. Arthur live on the run for so long it was hard for him to now believe that he was-
He was a free man.
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did you guy know i love arthur morgan . papa doesn't play about rdr2 .
Kinda all over the place been working onit for like a month i hope u liked babys first rdr post :) ill write more (prolly bc i started it again)
Oooh! that gave me an idea (you could take this as a request if you like)
imagine if reader was asked to go to her usual ice rink by her partner to do a casual dress rehearsal. but instead of her partner it's her swimmer bf (anyone will do) dressed in her partner's costume and looking like a prince on ice and skates.
he has asked her best friend/pair to teach him how to skate so that he could skate with her, atleast for this one time.
a/n: wow my anon is a genius this is kinda short and buns but i had fun 😅😅😅
Rin x Fem Skater Reader !! (tw: swearingjajkaskas and rin is ooc i thikn but uhm ❤️)
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You slipped into your fuzzy leg warmers, softly humming while tying your skates. Your partner texted you earlier to come to practice, and learn the choreography of the latest routine you'd perform.
You leave the bleachers skating gracefully into the center where you spot a familiar hair color, trying to keep his balance on the icy floor.
"Rin what the hell"
"WHAT" he yelled losing balance as you caught him
"What are you doing in, the costume we're gonna wear. Take it off it doesn't fit you fatty" you say tugging at the sparkly spandex, "Shut up! I wanted to learn what the hell you were doing with the that guy, so I asked him to teach me"
"Don't you have like a job? Or swim training-?"
"No I don't and my girlfriend is over here frolicking with some guy whose touching her"
"okay well this is my job, while yours is probably looking a shirtless guys and judging whether or not you can take them"
"WHAT THE HELL"
"No, my job is to swim and look good during it"
You raise an eyebrow at his confession, while you let go of him... causing him to fall again. "Well I came to practice not help you screw around"
"god it's like you hate your boyfriend, who does everything for you"
"Rin, who droves US to dinner. Who paid last time? And who buys you razors" his face turned red, his car broke down and he didn't have money after paying for a new swimsuit...
"Shut up" he said leaning against the railing, the outfit perfectly outlining his muscles. His hair put up in a ponytail and the outfit glittering around him, making you blush and look away. "Take it off rin"
"Not until you skate with me because I worked hard to learn this shit for you"
"you're lucky your hot."
"Not even an 'I love you' or 'Thank you'" he said grabbing your waist, "it's your fault you're in this situation"
He pouted kissing your cheek, while you led him to begin the routine.
He skated well, following your movements and caressing your waist. You never blushed during routines, not until Rin was touching you so delicately and being very romantic about it. 'Was this really how he saw your routines with your partner?"
At the end of the routine he held you close, his eyes meeting yours so it was only natural he kissed you. A sigh escaping your lips when he broke it, "maybe I should stop swimming" he mumbled kissing the corner of your eye. "Don't get too used to it.." you utter face red and hidden in his neck, "and you said you didn't want to skate with me".
"You just wanted an excuse to touch me, now I'd like my partner back"
"Can't be grateful huh?"
"Buy me food"
"You're the fat one here"
"My uniform fits" you say pinching the spandex and hearing the loud SMACK as it returned to it's original form "OW". Rin could only rub his thigh and slowly retreat back into the changing room.
Once he returned though he threw his phone at you, "get whatever you want... it's on me" he blushed avoiding your gaze.
"You think this is princess treatment huh"
He didn't reply for a few moments then met your gaze with a smirk "I'll show you princess treatment".
hiii!! may i request headcanons of qifrey and olly when he takes in a fifth apprentice (fem child reader) who’s younger than the rest of the girls and is a “spoiled brat” but she’s genuinely a sweet girl who just wants their affections 😞 <3
a/n: yes !!! Im so sorry this took me so long I hope you enjoy <3
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-You were a new witch who had recently completed their test te become an apprentice, you came from a high ranking witch family that served directly beneath The Three Wise. With a lot of influence and more specifically money, your family had been known for past scandals and bribery.
-So when you joined the atelier, all the girls (except coco) were weary of your abilities as a witch.
-Agott would look over your shoulder trying to correct your work in any way possible, Richeh would just ignore you majority of the time, Tetia would also ignore you, Coco was the only one who was indifferent.
-When qifrey gave out homework, the girls would leave you out and not help. Telling Coco that you weren't a real witch since you 'didn't' take any of the tests to become one.
-You also had pretty nice materials, which your family funded. They send you money to spend, and nice clothes to wear.
-Qifrey didn't turn a blind eye to this, he helped you in any way he could. Trying to get the girls on your side, but he knew how stubborn they could be. They thought you didn't work hard for anything, especially Agott who came from a similar situation but fought for her current position.
-Meals were awkward, you sat next to Coco while she rambled on about whatever she learned today to Qifrey.
-Coco would go out of her way to help you, and you did the same for her.
-Picnics were also odd, everyone would run around while you worked on spells. Olruggio would acompany you, helping with whatever you needed. Feeling bad that you worked instead of relaxed alongside the girls.
-You didn't really give yourself a break, because of the fact they thought you were spoiled and didn't deserve your spot in the atelier.
-Not until the dragon incident, where you helped Agott execute the plan and adjust the spells.
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"You really know your stuff..." She uttered walking beside you, her head was down kicking pebbles along the dirt path. While everyone told Qifrey of the adventure that had, "yeah my family didn't want me to fall into our ancestors footsteps"
"Really? I heard your family bribed everyone with money"
"My grandparents, but my parents they made sure I worked hard for my position which is why I took my tests so young"
"oh"
...
She went quiet, her face flushed in shame "I'm sorry, I believed the rumors and didn't bother asking the person".
"It's okay, I'm used to it. I do hope we can be friends though" you add with a small smile, "yeah.. I'll teach you whatever I can".
"Tag! Your it!" Tetia chirped tapping you on the shoulder, "huh-"
"Coco and I are playing tag and you're it!"
"Oh right"
"Come and get me !!!" she said floating away on her cloud, "uh"
"I couldn't get her either.. " Coco said scratching her cheek, "lets just pretend we arent playing..."
You giggle walking behind the girls, finally feeling apart of the mini family. While Qifrey smiled fondly from behind.
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hallo sorey its short 😭😭 i hope u liked it tho !! Hopefully i have more wha work its been a fat minute since i wrote for them !!
a/n: not lore accurate but we need more sephiroth also my tummy hurts
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Sephiroth looked down the balcony from his penthouse in the 1st district, a perk from his title and status. While you cooed over the cat he brought home, knowing you were lonely from his long missions.
He'd been in his head lot, these missions felt back to back and slowly he was realizing what Shinra truly was and wanted. The idea that he wasn't really born but made, the idea made him spiral. Especially with everything going on at head quarters, he was given some time off.
Even then he couldn't get his mind off his own existence and purpose.
"Sephiroth?"
"hm"
"I asked what we should make for dinner"
"Oh, I uhm.. why don't we go out. I don't feel like cooking" he said turning back to face you and the ball of fur nuzzled up beside you.
"Where should we go" you asked putting down the cat, while meeting his gaze.
"Burgers, I'll cheat on my diet"
"Feeling down huh?"
He stayed silent, his gaze falling onto the cat rubbing itself onto you. Begging for more pets and cuddles, "yeah Shinra's just not fun at the moment"
"its a corporation that has a monopoly over everything, I don't think they've ever done anything postitive" you say walking behind him.
"Sephiroth, is something... wrong?"
He froze, he didn't know how to respond. He'd never told anyone about his thoughts or his past, all everyone knew was that he was a hero. Saving everyone, the poster boy, the strong masculine man every little boy wanted to be one day.
All for more toys to join Shinra and become the 1% of SOLIDERS who make it to 1st class.
"Just the next mission in my head, maintenance on the first reactor"
"Why do they need their number one SOLDIER to go, if it's just to check on the reactor."
Sephiroth paused picking up the cat, he didn't think of that. Why did they need him, they could send infantry men alongside a mechanic, and scientist. They didn't need to send him, unless it was for pr to give Shinra a good look.
"I'll ask about it"
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Sephiroth ordered burgers, he ordered almost the whole menu. He said he was hungry, but you think he was just indecisive. You happily eat your chicken sandwich (yummy), feeling the cat a few pieces here and there.
"When I retire, where would you like to go?"
"huh?"
"After this mission, I said I was going to leave Shinra. I-I'm tired."
Sephiroth was being honest, he was tired of being a pawn. Used for wars and commercials, he disliked signing autographs, going to openings, being expirimented on. His entire life was a sham, they hid it so well from him too.
"I told Hojo when I'm back from Mt. Nibel I'm leaving Shinra, and he said they would support me. So where would you like to go."
His voice softens as he ends the sentence, looking down at the bullshit burger he'd ordered.
"Costa del Sol"
"I'll book the cruise from Junon" his lips curling into a small smile, "I was looking at houses in the countryside"
"you're an awful cliche"
He looked up in a bashful manner, "I think the movies I watched as a child influenced me. Escapades to the fields, raising animals, and watching the sunset with you."
"i just want to escape the city"
"I know, and we will"
Sephiroth relaxed, and smiled "then we should start packing, isn't that right tuna" he said scratching the cats fuzzy chin.
"I promise, to marry you as well. We'll have our happily ever after"
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dada sephiroth
lwk ran out of ideas at the end hav e fun i still think my writing is buns 🥹✌️
synopsis ; your neighbor that had a secret crush on you attempted to leave hints and roses about his love for you. on valentines day, he left a little fluffy surprise.
dawn’s opine ; SAY IT AIN’T SO, I WILL NOT GO. TURN THE LIGHTS OFF, CARRY ME HOME. NA-NA-NA-NA-NA-NA-NA-NA-NA-NA (title from all the small things by blink-182) by the way this fic was supposed to be written during VALENTINES but clearly we aren’t there.
1k , fluff , modern!au-ish , neighbor!phainon , snowy exists as a medium , amphoreus isn’t doomed , this is so fucking cheesy
honkai star rail masterlist !
IT WAS ALWAYS AT THE SAME HOUR without fail. there would always be a bouquet of roses by the stairs every two weeks, with a little message that wrote something like : "you were really beautiful today, i hope these cheer you up :)" in the most delicate handwriting ever.
you paid no mind to the roses though, as they did, in fact, cheer you up every time.
you lived in aedes elysiae. it was somewhere by the seaside.
the smell of wood from the docks, the scent of wheat when children ran in them, and somehow the stench of fish. it wasn’t exactly a bad stench, but it wasn’t really easy on the nose.
point is, it was safe and just above the average population for a small fishing village. to you, this was home.
then there was that boy that looked like the gods had graced them with a part of their beauty and hope and gave it to him. that boy was phainon. he was young man, an admirable warrior, and a lovely neighbor.
he’s talked to you a few times. he was cheery and fun to be around. he always respected you and brought you food a few times with the excuse of "oh! i made too much food" with the sweetest, sheepish smile to his face.
recently, you’ve been receiving roses. they were in your favorite color. you didn’t pay no mind to it and picked it up when it read, "i hope this’ll cheer you up, you looked a bit down today :(" which was true, you were in a sour mood due to a stomachache that did not want to let you go, no matter how many times you’ve sat down or took some pills to ease the pain. you probably ate something bad that day.
the roses did lighten things up a little bit, and you kept them in a vase. when phainon came around the next week, you noticed that his eyes were on the roses for a little too long before looking at you again.
ever since then, every thursday, every two weeks, special colored roses would appear on your doorstep with a little note that seemed to brighten the heart. they were always sweet and heartfelt, nothing creepy.
phainon would always make sure that you got them and ensured that no one saw him dropping them off. if you knew, he’d probably faint.
truth was, phainon was kind of shy. he didn’t know how to act if he saw a pretty person in front of him.
so the only thing he could do was play secret admirer.
leaving little notes and your favorite colored flowers was the least phainon could do. sometimes, he’d slip in your favorite chocolates too, just to see that smile on your face when you receive them.
whenever phainon came by your place to chat, he’d always eye and smile at what happened to the roses. they were neatly kept in a vase on a table by the door, next to some dog treats you always gave his dog whenever he yapped by.
he hoped you didn’t notice his odd behavior once the bouquet thing started happening, but he knew you weren’t dumb.
he heavily disliked- not hated, disliked- your perceptiveness. he usually admired it, but right now he didn’t like it.
today was a day where phainon wanted to pass away.
phainon promised himself he’d confess his feelings on valentines day. he’d repeatedly mustered up the courage and kept practicing his confession in the mirror for the next four months before february. but today, his anxiety levels skyrocketed and he didn’t know what to do.
snowy was watching him slowly panic, yapping and jumping to place his forelegs on his legs. yapping again and again as if he was telling him to shut up and get out there.
phainon looked at snowy once. "buddy, i don’t know what to do. what if—" snowy barked again, stopping his intrusive thoughts.
but a bright idea came into phainon’s mind. it would be cheesy, but snowy was always an amazing icebreaker.
…
you got a notification on your phone for movement from your doorbell ring camera. were they your yaoi stickers?
you hurriedly went down to inspect the door, peeking through the peephole, only to see… absolutely nothing.
you opened the door to see what it was, and there he was.
phainon’s dog, snowy, sitting with a bouquet of roses and your own personal favorite flowers on his back, strapped with a harness, and a letter clamped in his mouth. his tail was wagging happily when he saw you emerge.
"what d’you get for me, buddy?" you smiled, crouching down to pet his furry head, slightly jumping when your hand touched his head. you gave him a treat.
you gently took the letter from his mouth and opened it. it smelled like the sun… and dog breath.
"this is a really terrible form of confession but i got too shy. i promised myself i’d be brave enough but that was a big lie. i’m so sorry, i wish i could’ve done this better. :( will you be my valentine anyway, [name]?"
you knew it was phainon for a while, but you didn’t quite have the proof yet. you held the letter with a smile on your face. "come on snowy, let’s go back to phainon." you ushered. he yipped and jumped around. luckily, his place was just a 30 second walk from yours.
you went up to phainon’s house and knocked on his door. you knew he was in there. you could see a tuft of white hair peeking out from the window.
you waited patiently until he was ready to open the door. it creaked open with tension.
"hey, [name]! uh, did you—" you didn’t wait for him to speak and pressed your lips on his. phainon stood still for a heartbeat or two.
did you just really do this? oh my god, are you actually kissing me?
but before he could pull you in closer, you already pulled away. his hand hovered over your waist, slightly trembling.
"does that answer your question?" you asked. he nodded frantically. this must be a dream come true.
Hiii I'm super new to the ff fandom, and I wanted to request to fluffy domestic hcs for Cloud, like you have for Sephiroth? I'm a little obsessed with my boy :)
a/n: FIRST CLOUD RQ LETS GO OFCC MY BEAUTIFUL ANON, I hope u like ff so far ff7 is sooooooooooo gooooooooood also such an important game
Cloud x G/n Reader Hcs + Scenarios !! (lwk spoilers for Cloud backstory, Crisis Core, and Advent children!!!)
-- now playing: new - Yves (LOONA)
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-If I say how you met it can go so many different ways:
1. You grew up with him in Nibelheim, but he over looked you because he had tunnel vision for Tifa. You move alongside Tifa to sector 7, where he remembers you but very little; and connects to you more due to the very fact you didn't know him like Tifa did. So he doesn't have to be the hero he has to be for you.
2. You make a connection with him during the second half of the story, when he begins to remember everything that happened and he's vulnerable. Sooo you both connect more in Advent children (the best movie ever btw)
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-You worked at the bar alongside Tifa basically since you both found avalanche. You worked when she went out on missions, eventually finding yourself face to face with Cloud again. Tifa found him laying half alive near the train station, it seemed like fate brought them together. But he didnt open up to her (according to tifa).
Cloud clearly wasn't a big drinker either, he'd order some random drink mumble about hating alcohol but drank it anyway. It was quiet just you, him and Marlene napping in the back. "What was Nibelheim like after I left" he asked in a quiet tone, "it was like you never left not a lot changed... just your mom missing you and distancing herself from everyone".
"What about you, what were you up too when you left" he froze, unable to answer a simple question. Tifa asked the same thing, surley he'd asnwer with the same response-
"I don't remember, I remember getting onto a plane but after.. it's a blur"
You stopped wiping the glass, he was being honest. Something he wasn't able to do at all, not even to Tifa.
-He began to confide in you, going into your apartment at night. Sneaking away from the campfire to look up at the sky, while he recollects what little he remembered and feels.
-Soon developing feelings for you like a little kid having a crush, he'd avoid you during the day and stick to you at night until morning broke. It was very obvious he liked you, alot.
-He doesn't confess, just kinda blushes and looks away while his ears give him away.
-You two only get together because the rest of the gang was tired of hearing you flirt with cloud while he tried to ignore it. The first night in Kalm, before he fought with Tifa. You said something, he said it back- and you two kind of accepted it.
-Things were kinda the same, he avoided you, turned his head the other way to hide his bashfulness. But he also routinely looked behind you, helped you up on your chocobo, offered the good parts of his rations. He did small things in front of the others, behind closed door he was still quiet but close.
-He relaxed and let out sighs of relief, when it got really bad. He'd talk.
-About what little he remembered and how non of it added up, thing he hid from everyone. You're the only one he can trust with it, he's known you since childhood. But not well enough to where he feels, he has to keep up a facade.
-He likes exploring the cities (when you can) with you, trying out the local sweets. Feeding him a spoonful while he repeatedly says this is the last bite, looking over the souvenir shops. He liked being beside you shopping and frolicking, mostly being roped into things he wouldn't do normally. He secretly liked being dragged around and exploring.
-He plays with you hands, when it gets too quiet.
-Kisses are rare but always sweet, he likes to kiss the edge of your eye, tip of the nose, ear lobe, and hand.
-He always pays for you, where does he get the gil? Uhm 🤔
-He secretly likes jpop.
-He's always soft towards animals when no one's looking, scratching cats' ears, petting dogs, running a finger along a birds feathers. Any animal is usually hostile toward him, but if he sits awkwardly and bribes them with food. They warm up to him.
-He has a picture of his mom in his wallet and now you.
-Only eats when your around, and always lets you have a bit of his food. You take a bite first if not he'll explode.
-He cries in your arms when Aerith is gone, and when he memories get too much.
-The real cloud is shy, awkward, and quiet. Like a little teen boy, you soon realized he hadn't changed much since you were both 14. Other than the fact he acted like an ass, and had enough trauma to fund a hospital.
-It all made sense when he finally did remember, because he woke up one day. His best friend was dead in front of him thrusting his buster sword at him to become his living legacy, barely dragging himself to the train station where Tifa found him. A new Cloud, reborn into something he wasn't.
-- Advent Children.
-Clouds' quieter, more thoughtful. He leaves early and gets home late doing god knows what. Always ignoring calls, but he always ends up cuddling you in bed.
-Cloud is also clingier, lingering behind you when your cooking. Kissing the nape of your neck and kissing you goodbye. It felt like he was getting better but you could tell he wasn't.
-Not until the geostigma is lifted can Cloud finally rest, finally find himself. Where he isn't burdened by others promise's and the need to prove himself a hero.
-When he's in the pool smiling he catches your gaze, the first genuine smile you've ever seen on him. Tears well in your eyes when you walk home holding hands, "nice to meet you cloud".
"Oh yeah, guess you've found the real me"
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I'd love to write for more cloud bc to be honest he's so beautifully written and complicated, I could write papers on him. I just get scared I won't do him justice. He's such a good example of a unreliable protagonist and there's a reason why he's so beloved, as well as sephiroth. I feel like often times they're both dumbed down to hype moments and aura 😭. Also lwk forget what happened in the original ff7 bc its been so long since i watched it 😓.
-- sorey ab the rant ive been meaning to get that out (im a big nerd) 😓
uhm i have a cloud rq that im pretty happy about and i have a Arthur Morgan fic thats been cooking and a sephiroth one 😁 so when i get motivation those will come out soon and i hope u like them !!
