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[empyreandarkling]

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Chapter 12 is up!

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Fandom: Final Fantasy 7: Remake

Pairing: Rufus Shinra x Cloud Strife

Rating: Explicit (Please note all of the tags)

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“Look at me.”

Cloud did as commanded on the authority in his voice alone, which was surprising, and Rufus gentled his grip around the sharp cut of his Little Bird’s jawline, musing at the newfound pliancy. 

Cloud had been both strong and capable before Reno had brought him down, able to fight confidently, make decisions and follow them through, even if they were to his own detriment. There was a lot of strength in his character when they had first met that seemed to be mostly absent. Perhaps the shadow of it was there, but the entirety of it had not yet been rediscovered, though it seemed it would only be a matter of time. 

Even after everything, loss of memory included, Cloud had been snarky to the point Rufus would have sorely liked to tumble him protesting over his knee until he showed some respect.

Perhaps, if that mouthy little creature returned, there would be time for that later.

Perhaps he would provoke it on purpose, just for the pleasure of educating his Little Bird on how to keep his petulance in check.

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[empyreandarkling]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

TREAD SOFTLY - TheGoldenAppleofAsgard

Chapter 10 is up! And, it’s filthy. And, it’s EARLY. Go team!

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Fandom: Final Fantasy 7: Remake

Pairing: Rufus Shinra x Cloud Strife

Rating: Explicit (Please note all of the tags)

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The silk that held him was almost laughably thin and yet it still held him as if it were something much stronger. He hadn’t even had to threaten the use of the bangle on the boy’s skinny ankle, and Cloud hadn’t mentioned it despite how heavy it surely was. It shouldn’t bother him as much as it did, but something didn’t seem right.

Rufus resolved to ask his questions later. He would hold Cloud down and force him to talk if he had to, press the boy’s responsive little buttons until he spilled all the little secrets not found in his file. It would be a genuine pleasure to extract the information he needed that way, but for now, he had all the time in the world to revel in the might of SOLDIER, laid out like a pretty tribute to his betters, weakening under his power until all he could see was the cute little golden trooper in his arms. How he wanted to look into those eyes, even as the blinding of them left the blonde all the more helpless than anticipated, and all the more delicious for it.

Would his Little Bird glare at him? Would he beg? Would he cry?

The possibilities were endless.

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[empyreandarkling]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

TREAD SOFTLY - TheGoldenAppleofAsgard

Chapter 13 is up!

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Fandom: Final Fantasy 7: Remake

Pairing: Rufus Shinra x Cloud Strife

Rating: Explicit (Please note all of the tags)

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The wall seemed to weave under his hands as he used it to put weight on his own shaky legs, body stiff from however long he’d spent on the floor. His lips were still tingling from the force of Rufus’ kiss, and he couldn’t comprehend it.

Rufus Shinra had touched him. He’d kissed him, and he hadn’t explained anything. They didn’t even know each other. Or, Cloud corrected himself with detached bemusement, he thought they didn’t. Given that he couldn’t remember how he got here, and everything he could remember seemed to be in chopped up little bits that made more of a mess than a picture when he tried to stick them together, Cloud wasn’t quite sure his own assessment of the situation was the most truthful thing to rely on.

Rufus certainly wouldn't benefit from his presence. What would the President of Shinra stand to gain by associating with a lowly trooper? Even with the recent promotion to SOLDIER, a fact that caused his stomach to flip in something that felt half like giddy joy, and half like absolute stomach-churning terror, there was nothing special about him. Especially now that he was damaged goods after his first mako treatment.

Was he entertainment? Rufus wanted something pretty to play with in bed? Was that what all the silk binding, and blindfolding, and other crazy stuff was about?

Cloud pressed his forehead to the cool pale wall, and grit his teeth against the vertigo that battered at him.

He was nobody’s toy.

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[empyreandarkling]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

TREAD SOFTLY - TheGoldenAppleofAsgard

Chapter 9 is up!

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Fandom: Final Fantasy 7: Remake

Pairing: Rufus Shinra x Cloud Strife

Rating: Explicit (Please note all of the tags)

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Dark silk looked good against Cloud’s fair skin.

He considered the luxurious strip of fabric in his grasp, the soft slide of it expensive and non-abrasive, perfect for the idea spawning in his mind as he dragged it higher, over the curve of the boy’s cheek. The halo of golden hair was also a well-suited match, and while those eyes were beautiful, if Reno’s accounts could be trusted, his Little Bird would be disoriented upon waking.

It was too perfect of an opportunity for Rufus to feel any guilt about prolonging it.

The silk slipped smoothly over the blonde’s face in a sharp colour contrast to the light tone of his freckled cheekbones, the thicker part of the fabric covering the boy’s eyes as Rufus secured a gentle knot at the side of his head. He was mindful not to catch any of the ruffled spikes of blonde as he tightened it carefully, moving back just enough to better admire the beauty of his work. It was a most agreeable match, the dark shades brightening Cloud's already fair features to almost angelic proportions. A pretty celestial creature, too powerful to keep, laying prostrate before him like a heavenly gift.

“There we are," Rufus pressed a gentle kiss to the blonde's brow, silk and skin smooth against his lips, "My Cloud.”

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[empyreandarkling]

I like the life in your sentences. Anyone could write sentences that are just a... list of events that happen. -John snuck into the building. He was nervous. He snuck into the vault. Then he stole the diamond.- Not you though. You write with intense emotion and description that I feel like I can sink into. Grabs my attention and keeps it every time. I haven't read your other words because I'm not into Marvel. But anything you write in the future in any fandom I know, I'll be there.

Excuse me just a sec... just gotta breathe a bit. 😳😳😳

Thank you. Thank you so much, that means a lot. I sometimes think I get too carried away, and it’s hard to know when I’ve put things in that just don’t belong in the moment. My mind jumps a lot and it’s like I have to get everything down before I digress into something else. It’s the equivalent of staring at a plate of food and knowing you’ve got five seconds to partake before it’s taken away, and you get the next dish. I have to get it down fast, or I know I won’t write anything at all.

It can feel like a mess sometimes, and I can only hope I make sense. I’m very lucky, I have readers like yourself who keep me on my tightrope instead of falling through the air, and you’re very good at making sure I know when something can be tweaked or if it doesn’t read right, which I do very much appreciate.

I haven’t posted anything for Marvel, so you may have stumbled across my bookmarks, but I’ll let you know if inspiration strikes for any new fandoms. I think at the moment, I have so much planned for this one that it will be a long time before I get to that point though, so there’s that.

Aaaaaaand, there’s the little cubic Cloud in my head threatening me with violence for even contemplating writing Sefikura...

[empyreandarkling]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

TREAD SOFTLY - TheGoldenAppleofAsgard

Chapter 11 is up!

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Fandom: Final Fantasy 7: Remake

Pairing: Rufus Shinra x Cloud Strife

Rating: Explicit (Please note all of the tags)

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“Are you saying you don’t know me?”

“I don’t know.” The blonde retorted sharply, his challenging tone cut by the way his voice cracked with strain, curling his legs up against his own body until he was mostly able to conceal himself behind the bunched up fabric of his dishevelled fatigues, “Should I?”

The room stilled again, Rufus just managing to refrain from rubbing at his own forehead the way he sometimes did when the migraine-inducing cadence of Heidegger’s booming laugh cut across a Board room. The only movement was the shift of Cloud’s heaving chest as he tried to regain his breath, the words he’d thrown out raw enough that he moved his bound hands down to the front of his throat, fingers slipping under the wool neck of his uniform to rub out the ache there. His cheeks were still wet from the tears that had spilled after he’d torn off the blindfold, and he was licking nervously at his lips.

Rufus couldn’t even find pleasure in the thought that Cloud was subconsciously seeking the taste of him, left behind after their numerous electrifying kisses.

It was absurd. Mystifying.

Cloud didn’t remember.

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[empyreandarkling]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

TREAD SOFTLY - TheGoldenAppleofAsgard

Chapter 8 is up!

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Fandom: Final Fantasy 7: Remake

Pairing: Rufus Shinra x Cloud Strife

Rating: Explicit

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“Is this everything?” Rufus grazed his fingers over the name printed in the top corner of the file, tracing the ridges of imprinted ink like he could embed himself in them.

Strife, Cloud.

He rolled the shape of the unusual name around in his mouth, tasting at it like it was a sample of something rare, eyes closing briefly to summon up the flush of fair skin, the blaze of mako-bright eyes and the feel of spun gold sifting through his fingertips. The mere memory of him brought the name to life in his mind’s eye, slipped it across his tongue like ambrosia.

Cloud.

Oh, it tasted lovely.

“All we could find for the moment, Sir,” Tseng sounded as perplexed as he’d ever heard him, “Most of the information is new, collated from reports filed by my men following the mission in Sector 7. Reno and Rude also submitted statements regarding separate encounters with the target in Sector 5 while shadowing the Ancient. There have been some other interesting notes I was able to collect from other resources while cross-referencing, and once I had discovered his name, I was alerted to the existence of an older redacted file with several inferences to the target as well.”

“Which file?”

“Zack Fair. SOLDIER 1st Class.”

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[empyreandarkling]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

TREAD SOFTLY - TheGoldenAppleofAsgard


This is me dipping my toes back in the fanfiction pool and hoping I don’t drown!


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Fandom: Final Fantasy VII: Remake 

Pairing: Rufus Shinra x Cloud Strife

Rating: Explicit


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“You’re a SOLDIER, aren’t you?” Rufus made the question seem more like a statement, like he did not need confirmation from someone he considered lesser. 

Given the attitude of his father, before his untimely skewering, the condescension wasn’t too much of a surprise and Cloud wondered if Rufus would care for the passing of his only remaining relative. Doubtful, given the rumours that circulated about the intense dislike between the now-dead President and his Heir Apparent. There was no love lost there.


“Which, of course,” Those cold blue eyes narrowed as Rufus continued, the corner of his lips curling up in something that could have been a smile in any other circumstance, but was more a clever concealment of sharp teeth ready to bite, “Would mean that I own you.”


Cloud scoffed loudly to hide how much he wanted to bristle in disgust, the sudden repulsion as he tossed his head enough to throw blonde hair across his face, but by the way Rufus’ smile blossomed into something truly carnivorous, it seemed he wasn’t chagrined in the least at the disrespectful response. That was Shinra’s way. It was all about ownership. All about staking a claim.


“Ex-SOLDIER.” Cloud bit out, shortly, “I quit.”


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