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Hihi!!! 💞👐 my first time in the FF fandom and your stuff for sephiroth was the first thing that I saw, your writing and headcanons for him feel so accurate to his in-game self! If I may, I wanted to request maybe some hcs for a shapeshifter!reader x sephiroth 👉👈 im not really that well versed in the world and lore of ff, so I'm not really sure if a shapeshifter is even plausible in game :')

Maybe reader was an ex experiment of some sorts, made to be used as a weapon?

I just really want to annoy sephiroth as a cat or sumth (i think sephiroth deserves a Turkish angora to match with his gorgeous hair 🤲 despite being around puppies so often)

For a little angsty hcs maybe readers transformations can be painful at times or not even work out properly so they kind of end up looking messed up :') (or they just get something like a dog ear not changing back to a normal human ear after changing back into a human on a more silly note)

This also kind of opens up for more... naughty things, just change a limb into something, y'know. But I saw that you don't write NSFW in your rules so I'm perfectly okay with you leaving this part out! Feel free to ignore this request, I'm just having brain worms about sephiroth 💞💕 love love love your sephiroth stuff he is the best wife 🫶

A CHANGELING - SEPHIROTH

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ notes - helloooo anon!! i literally loved this request sm thank you so much for sending it in and those kind words 💕!! i’m not exactly sure if it’s possible for a shapeshifter to exist in ffvii, as far as i’m aware the main source of the planet ( mako ) only really helps with like super strength and SOLDIER abilities? but if you look further into the games and you see the.. things.. hojo keep in those test tubes, i think the “used-as-a-weapon” circumstances are pretty doable in this situation :) feel free to send any more ideas if you have any!!

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ warnings - intended lowercase, i talk about pre and post nibelheim seph, post nibelheim sephiroth being manipulative and psychologically abusive ( canon ), spoilers for crisis core and sephs origin story, at the end of the blurb he calls you a silly girl so fem!reader in mind although the rest is gn!reader, lmk if i missed anything!!

✧˖° SEPHIROTH with a shapeshifting reader— hmmm.. i think it depends on your attitude towards the whole situation.

✧˖° for example, if you’re more nonchalant about the situation then i suppose he would be, too. im sure he would be curious at first, but ultimately i dont think he’d care all that much. if you’re used in battle or are well known among shinra or some other organization and he ends up meeting you ( im starting off with pre nibelheim SEPHIROTH first lol ), then he’d definitely be fascinated by your capabilities and how far you can stretch your talents out.

✧˖° if we’re in crisis core era and its like.. before the events that transpired with genesis n all that— he’d wouldnt be as interested as one might think. he’d def be like, “ooh cool” but after the essential introduction then it’d must become normal to him. i think his reaction would also depend on how well you can control your abilities and how you use them to your advantage !! like— for example; if you can stretch one of your limbs or manipulate any part of your body, he’d wanna experiment with that and ask you some questions whenever you have time. if you can change your shape into an animal or another person though— he’ll definitely have a little more fun with it

✧˖° post nibelheim SEPHIROTH takes more advantage of your situation, especially if you can morph yourself or change into another being. if you can shapeshift into an animal or something small, he’ll have you scope stuff out for him or something like that. he will entirely and shamelessly abuse your power and will somehow make you think that you’re obligated to do this for him— especially if you knew him pre nibelheim and still stuck with him afterwards. you do want him to feel better, right? won’t you do this simple task for him? he promises that he’ll treat you well and will return back to normal if you just do this one thing for him :((

✧˖° i think his fixation on jenova and his own identity might even transfer over to you in some form. i feel like sephiroth believes things happen for a reason and so after his spiral, he often thinks that you were brought to him and that its a sign. he’ll use your ability and somehow connect it to his role in the lifestream and that it symbolizes versatility and you were brought to him with the purpose of your assistance to his goals n whatever blah blah blah post nibelheim SEPHIROTH is mean in his own way and i am sorry but i am not an apologist for this man’s actions !! i fully believe that he would manipulate you into becoming his little puppet to help accomplish his own ambitions.

✧˖° post nibelheim SEPH does care for you, and he’ll always tell you that— but i cant always say that he says it in good faith.

✧˖° but!! on a more positive note, i think ( pre nibelheim ) SEPHIROTH would be heavily amused with having someone who can alter their shape by his side. as anon mentioned in their request, i can totally see SEPHIROTH with a turkish angora or some sort of cat beside him!! i can just see you trotting over to him all of a sudden, hopping up on the back of his chair as you let your fur whoosh with every sauntered move you take. he furrows his brows, thinly arched and silver, before he realizes whose wet snout is pressed against the nape of his neck as he reaches a gloved hand up to run against your pristine ivory coat; earning a soft purr from you. UGHHHH i need this man so bad SEPHIROTH bae you know where home is

✧˖° if the process of shapeshifting is somewhat painful or it’s more abrasive on the way when you shift back, SEPHIROTH will always try his best to comfort you when it gets too difficult. he might be a little awkward, but the best thing he can offer is a reassuring hand on your lower back as he whispers in your ear that everything will be okay in the end. he’ll even try to make you laugh with his dry ass humor, it might not help because he’s so calm in this situation and you’re probably freaking out but he’s trying his best (╥_╥)

✧˖° something that i really like touching upon when i think about shapeshifters or people with the ability to alter their appearance is body and face dysmorphia!! i think it would be inevitable if you switched yourself up enough and would eventually develop some sort of insecurity within yourself and the way you look— perhaps thinking you looked some way when you didn’t or if everything just starts melding in your brain. i’m not sure if SEPHIROTH would know what to do in this situation but i’m sure he’d understand how you could feel this way, especially if you were treated as a weapon ( we’ll touch up on that next !!).

✧˖° i wrote a fic about SEPH feeling uncomfortable with himself due to the fact that it’s like— written in a setting where his wings are just sprouting, and i feel like that would happen at one point. if you wanna include that fic in this little timeline, then i feel like it’d give him all the more reason to come to your aid when you need it. i mean, if you helped him— isn’t it only fair that he does the same? he won’t tolerate any nitpicking at yourself or self deprecating comments, he won’t tolerate self loathing or anything of the sort; he is the there for you and whether you seek comfort in him is up to you, he reminds you.

✧˖° if you wanna include the ex-weapon part in this, i think SEPHIROTH’s heart would break— especially if it’s post nibelheim. pre cc SEPH is utterly baffled that you were treated that way, and is always cautious when addressing the topic or when talking about your feelings revolving around it.

✧˖° i think any decent human being would feel sympathetic when it’d come to a situation like that, but post nibelheim hits wayyy harder for him. after it comes to light that he was an experiment and only created to be the poster boy for shinra / the perfect SOLDIER, he feels for you even more. except, instead of like his previous self where he’d encourage you to work through it and let these feelings of sadness and emptiness pass along with letting go of your trauma, post nibelheim would have you use it and it only gives him more knowledge in order to manipulate you. he’d make it a case of using your resentment and all of these years of hardships to fuel your anger; to further develop these feelings of hatred towards humanity. it just gives him more to manipulate you with. but, you won’t have to worry about a thing when you’re with him, just help him take over and rightfully restore what’s his— what’s yours.

✧˖° now let’s end on a happier note, shall we? ^.^

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with his mako eyes flickering over your sheen coat glimmering in the sun, SEPHIROTH watched as you cantered along the grass, soft flecks of dirt trapped under the light brown strands of your fur.

he softly chuckled to himself as he watched your small tongue loll out of your mouth as you panted, observing the heat of the sun getting to you ( or more so, your current body in the form of a dog ) as he sat in the shade, safe from its wrath. his eyes, slender and catlike, stayed fixated as he watched you roll around— your tiny body disappearing momentarily beneath the tall, tapered leaves sprouting from the ground.

sephiroth tilted his head up slightly, narrowing his eyes as he scanned along the knoll before he saw your head pop up from the green weeds, this time, coated with your real human hair and regular face. his lips quirked into a half smile while he watched you grin at him lazily, the sun draining you especially as you change your form. he reveled in the way your pink lips split open with your smile. he reveled in the way your eyes lit up when you saw him, even when you held those big, wet puppy eyes.

your hands slid from underneath you, shoulder with the part as you pushed yourself up from the dirt; ignoring the way it got stuck under your fingernails, reminding yourself that you’d have to clean them out later. putting your knee down, you pushed yourself forward and hustled towards him. letting out an airy laugh, you plopped yourself down on the raised hill where sephiroth sat. the tree above you provided shade that you instantly felt relief once you were under, the coolness of the obstruction healing your soon to be burnt skin.

“‘s hot out here, i swear. can nev’r get a break.” you muttered, placing both of your hands on your face as you leaned back into the foreign dirt behind you, uncaring of small bugs simply trying to traverse around you. sephiroth laughed, “i can see that.”

he turned his head to the side, scanning over your heated figure before he cocked his head in bemusement. letting out a small huff, you peeked one eye open out from underneath your elbow— even in the blistering rays of the sun, you could never get tired of sephiroth’s laugh; whether a wry chuckle or a cachinnation that was never intended to make it past his lips. you let out a small huff yourself, “what’s so funny?”

“one body part remains unchanged, dearest.” he lifted a leather clad hand up to his face, motioning towards his ear while his gaze softened; watching how your hands came up to flutter around the right side of your face only to find no ear. your brows crinkled as they met in the middle before you felt on the top of your head, the pads of your thumb and index finger fiddling with the folded ear protruding through your hair. lips forming into an ‘o’, you made an audible noise of surprise before you shut your eyes and let your head loll back again.

you applied pressure on the morphed body part, sephiroth watching in awe as you concentrated on fixing your error. your lips twitched upwards in a small smile before removing your hands and putting them at your sides, looking back at your beloved while he remained collected as ever.

a wider smile tugged at his lips— a rare sight indeed. he shook his head before mumbling a small, “silly girl.”

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Mimicking his mannerisms ✧

Plot: You mimic your boyfriend’s mannerisms.

The first few times you copied the way his brows furrowed into a scowling vee or how he pursed those sculpted lips in a tight, thin line after getting flustered, Cloud didn't seem to take much notice.

Figured you were just being your typical bubbly, mischievous self poking fun.

But when he unleashed a bristling torrent of gravelly curses after mashing his thumb with the Buster Sword's pommel, only for you to parrot the same salty tirade with startling accuracy right down to his gruff intonation? He stopped dead in his tracks, penetrating mako eyes widening a fraction.

Wheeling around, Cloud didn't bother smothering his bemused chuckle at catching you standing there doing your best imitation - brows knit fiercely, plush lips twisted into a scowl even as you tried stifling your own giggles behind your palm.

You simply flashed those doe eyes up at him, the picture of faux innocence.

"Think that's funny, do you?"

Despite the stern words, you could hear the begrudging warmth rumbling in his baritone as Cloud closed the distance between you two. Before you could squirm away, one of those sinewy arms looped low around your waist, reeling your squirming form flush against his chiseled torso.

"Go ahead and laugh it up while you can," he husked against the crown of your hair, sounding almost...proud?

"Reckon you've got me down pat. Just don't go picking up any other bad habits from your dumb boyfriend."

After that, it became your favorite game - randomly spouting off one of Cloud's trademark gruff remarks or emulating his rigid posture and flinty-eyed glower out of nowhere.

Each time, you'd be rewarded with a lopsided smirk and a shake of that spiky blond head accompanied by a fond eyeroll.

That unbreakable composure he ordinarily maintains only seems to genuinely fracture whenever you mimic the few exceedingly rare glimpses of vulnerability Cloud permits to slip past his sky-high defenses.

So the first time you caught him in the shower fresh from another night terror, haunted mako-infused gaze glassy and dull...and decided to parrot the hollowed-out, deadened murmurs of broken fragments like "don't...wake...not real..." barely above a whimper?

You swear you saw his heroic facade shatter for an instant.

In a blink, Cloud closed the distance between you two, stout fingers cupping your jaw with surprising tenderness. Peering down at you with those luminous eyes swimming in sorrow and self-recrimination, he rasped your name with tangible pain lacing every syllable.

"Fuck, don't...don't ever do that again." Just like that, any lingering threads of mirth dissipated entirely.

"Please?"

He exhaled shakily, thumb caressing your cheekbone.

After snagging a searing yet chaste kiss, Cloud tugged you into the circle of his embrace, chin nestled atop your crown.

"You wanna mimic your dumb jackass mercenary? Fine, copy the stupid stuff. But not..." Another tremor wracked his powerful frame. "Not that. Not the darkest parts of this mess inside me. Those can stay buried."

Burrowing closer into his soothing warmth, you simply nodded wordlessly against the broad expanse of his chest.

Because as adept as you've become at perfectly emulating every facet of Cloud Strife, you know better than to pry deeper into the darkest recesses of his haunted psyche.

Some wounds are better off left unexhumed and undisturbed - cauterized with unspoken tenderness.

So you vowed to keep the mimicry lighthearted and silly, restoring those flashes of pure contentment and boyish grins his mercenary persona suppresses as penance for more sins than any one man should bear.

Those rare, fleeting slivers of joy were more than worth playfully shouldering his brooding stoicism, after all - if only to remind both of you that indomitable heroes can find refuge in simple delights, too.

Tenderness ✧

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Plot: At a bar, Aerith finally tell you how Cloud’s eyes soften every time he looks at you.

A/N: I love to write fluff abt my bf. Enjoy xx. Reminder: English isn’t my first language.

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It's a quiet evening at the AVALANCHE hideout, the group gathered in the dimly lit bar, their weary bodies finally finding some respite after a grueling day of battles and reconnaissance.

You sits off to the side, nursing a drink and observing your companions with a pensive gaze.

Suddenly, Aerith appears at your side, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

"Can I join you?" she asks, her voice soft and melodic.

You nods, gesturing to the empty seat beside you.

"Of course," you replies, your own expression tinged with a hint of curiosity.

As Aerith settles in, her eyes drift across the room, landing on the solitary figure of Cloud Strife, who stands apart from the others, his gaze fixed on the far wall.

"Have you noticed how Cloud looks at you?" Aerith asks, her tone conspiratorial.

You blinks, your brow furrowing in confusion.

"What do you mean?" You asks, following Aerith's gaze to the blond-haired SOLDIER.

Aerith chuckles softly, her eyes sparkling with a knowing gleam.

"Oh, my dear," she murmurs, "you really haven't seen the way his eyes soften whenever he looks at you, have you?"

You feels a sudden flutter in your chest, your heart rate quickening as you processes Aerith's words.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about," you stammers, the gaze darting back to Cloud's distant form.

Aerith reaches out, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

"Trust me, he cares for you more than he lets on," she says, her voice laced with a hint of wistfulness.

"He may act cold and distant with the rest of us, but with you, he's different. More open, more... attentive."

Your eyes widen, your mind racing as you recalls the subtle shifts in Cloud's demeanor whenever you two interacted.

The way his shoulders would relax, the faint trace of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips - you'd always chalked it up to your imagination, never daring to believe that the stoic SOLDIER could harbor such tender feelings.

"I... I had no idea," you murmurs, your voice barely above a whisper.

Aerith nods, her expression softening.

"He's a complex man, our Cloud," she says, her gaze drifting back to the blond-haired warrior.

"But I think, deep down, he's searching for a connection, a sense of belonging that he's been denied for so long."

Your heart swells with a mixture of emotions - a flicker of hope, a touch of trepidation, and a deep, overwhelming desire to reach out and bridge the chasm that seems to separate Cloud from the rest of the world.

As if sensing your gaze, Cloud's eyes suddenly meet yours, and you’re struck by the raw vulnerability you sees there, a fleeting glimpse of the man beneath the stoic facade.

In that moment, you knows - there is something between you two, a bond that transcends the boundaries of your group, a connection that both terrifies and enthralls you.

You feel a sudden warmth rise to your cheeks as Aerith's words sink in. Cloud, the stoic and aloof SOLDIER, harboring tender feelings for you? It’s almost too much to fathom.

Instinctively, your gaze drift back to Cloud, and your breath get caught in your throat as your eyes meet across the dimly lit bar.

There, in the depths of his piercing blue irises, you glimpse a vulnerability you had never seen before - a raw, almost desperate longing that send a shiver down your spine.

Flustered, you quickly avert your eyes, turning her attention back to Aerith.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," you stammers, your voice betraying your uncertainty.

"Cloud is just... Cloud. He's always been distant, even with me."

Aerith look at you with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief.

"Oh, y/n," she say, her voice soft and soothing.

"You may think you know Cloud, but I've seen the way he looks at you. There's a softness in his gaze, a warmth that he reserves only for you."

You shake your head, your brow furrowed in a mix of disbelief and frustration.

"No, you must be mistaken," you insist, your fingers drumming nervously against the worn wooden table.

"Cloud is... well, he's Cloud. He's not the type to harbor any kind of... feelings."

Aerith chuckle, her hand giving yours another gentle squeeze.

"Believe me, I know what I'm talking about," she say, her expression growing more serious .

"Cloud may seem like an impenetrable fortress, but even the strongest walls can crumble in the face of true connection."

You feel a flutter of hope and trepidation in your chest, your gaze once again draw to Cloud's distant form.

Could it be true? Could the man you had come to admire and respect, the one who had always seemed so untouchable, truly harbor such tender feelings for you ?

The thought both thrill and terrifie you, and you find yourself at a loss for words, your mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions she had never before experienced.

so im a little bit nervous to post on your fic and it's almost finished, but I saw you did a zack/reader chapter and was curious, would it be ok to request a Sephiroth/reader? he's so soft in crisis core and so dreamy adasdjk thank you it's fine if you dont <3 have a good one!

TAGS: Sephiroth/F!reader, breeding, smut, pregnancy, drabble Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

“Exquisite…An angel from above gifted to someone such as I…”

Sephiroth had never imagined himself as the paternal type, nor even someone who would become a father, and yet now there is nothing he wanted more than to plant his seed deep into your womb. 

He can’t stop his hips from thrusting downwards into your soft, moist cunt that so easily yielded to the intrusion of his cock. Your pleas are like a siren’s call to his ears, and the way your fingers dug scratches into his toned back like a gentle tickle that only further fanned the flames of his desire.

“I can’t wait to watch you grow with our child. I know they’ll be just as perfect as you…because they’re ours…” 

Despite the circumstances of his own birth and the hardships he has faced throughout his life, Sephiroth is all the more determined to ensure that the fruit of your love will live a life with everything he has never had.

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Around a year’s time later, 1st-Class SOLDIER Sephiroth would be normally found with three identical children strapped to his body whenever he was in his office at Shinra.

It would never cease to amaze everyone, particularly his own friends, just how much the once-cold general would melt when surrounded by his little family. Attending his wedding last year was one thing, but getting to see him be a doting father to his adorable kids was a whole other ballpark.

Well…at least they got to be uncles to such cute ankle-biters.

Mako Treatments

(NSFW) MINORS PLEASE DNI

sephiroth x fem! reader

You hum to the tune in your head as you wash the dishes, wishing you could have gone with Sephiroth to his monthly check up but Shinra wouldn’t allow it, well more so Hojo wouldn’t allow it, he never liked how close you and Sephiroth grew over the years you've worked at the Shinra building, Hojo had all but banned you from the science wing.

You dry your hands with the kitchen towel when you hear a commotion in the hall but before you get too far out of the kitchen the front door opens and you see a feverish Sephiroth, his teeth grinding and body tense. You rush over to him and reach out, placing your hand on his cheek and playing with a strand of hair that fell out of place when he rushed inside.

“Oh sweetheart” your voice seems to snap him back into reality.

He holds back a wince when he opens his eyes and inhales your scent, dick throbbing when it hits his nose-he knows he should stay away from you when he’s like this but your soft and tender hands always help him feel normal, and after treatments, all he wants is to imagine having a normal life with you, so when your hand glides against his cheek he can't help but pull you close and inhale your comforting scent.

“That bad huh?” your voice is soft as you tighten your hold on the man.

He can only grunt and nip your neck, smirking at your yelp he nuzzles into you, dick straining in his tight pants-something you’re all too aware of. when you pull away from his hold and lock eyes you can feel your pussy throb at the dilated and needy look in his.

He pins you to the wall chest almost rumbling with the growl he lets out, you Hated when he got his Mako treatments but god you loved how enthusiastic the man got after. Feeling him grinding against your thigh again you open your legs and wrap your arms tighter around his neck, pulling him into a deep kiss one full of need and submission.

His breath catches when you whimper his name against his lips, losing all control he sucks your lower lip and thrusts his dick against you, grunting into your mouth as he slips his tongue between your lips, laughing into your mouth when you submit with little fight he explores your mouth with his tongue, guiding your tongue into his mouth so he can suck on it

Sephiroth grips the back of your thighs lifting you and pushing you further against the wall, cock now pressed against the seem of your shorts he can feel your pussy pulsing, warmth flows through his body at the thought of you like this all flustered and pretty just for him.

Only for him.

 his sweet girl.

his good girl.

His.

He suddenly pulls away, a string of spit connecting you before it splits apart and falls against your chest. he rests his head against yours, Your whimpers are like music to his ears as he continues his slow grinding against your clothed cunt.

His flustered face and shallow breaths make you lock your ankles around his waist, arching your body against his, pussy flush against his weeping cock you giggle when his breath hitches and shivers run down his spine.

you unwind your arms from his neck and run them down his chest undoing his chest straps and running your knuckle against his nipple, you move down and kiss his pec, relishing in his panting as you move to suck his nipple, teeth grazing over the bud as you buck your hips against his.

when you pull back his nipple has hardened and a blush has spread across his neck and cheeks, you run your hands up his chest again, taking the abused nipple and pinching it in between two knuckles you use your other hand to brush his hair out of his face. “Your chest is so sensitive seph~” your coo seems to egg him on.

He chuckles darkly, eyes narrowed when he smashes his lips against yours again, hand moving between the two of you and sliding into your shorts, he moans into your mouth when he feels your wetness, fingers hooking around your flimsy panties and ripping them with ease.

his knuckle brushes against your clit as he does and you almost cum from the action, head hitting the wall as you throw It back as he starts to stroke his fingers against your sensitive folds, not pushing them in just yet.

He buries his face in your chest and you can feel him kissing your tits through your shirt, glad you didn't put a bra on this morning, you buck against his fingers causing one to slip in leaving you breathless, he takes this chance to take one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking roughly and using his teeth to hold the bud in his mouth.

looking up at you through his lashes he smirks and lets go of the bud with a final kiss before he takes the fabric in his mouth and jerks his head tearing your shirt enough so your tits spill out.

"Seph!" your yelp causes him to smirk.

in retaliation you reach between the two of you and pull his crying dick out of his pants, gasping at how much precum has already spilled from it, he thrusts into your hand and pulls away from your breasts, spit making his mouth glisten.

he rips your shorts off with ease just like he did with your panties and helps you position his dick against your entrance, the hand he has resting against the all almost cracks the cement when his tip pushes past your entrance.

"fuck, sweet girl I, won't be able to hold out much longer"

his plee almost turns into a whimper as your pussy clenches around him, moans spilling from your mouth as your pussy seems to suck him in, you tug his face closer to yours and nip his lip, and breaths mix together as he starts to lose his rhythm.

"Seph! I-I'm-"

"cum for me sweet girl" his voice is strained but you know he refuses to cum first even after treatments.

your world flashes white as you feel your orgasm rip out of you, Sephiroth's head falls against your chest as he fucks you through it, reaching his release not too long after.

he refuses to let you go as he stumbles to your shared room, planning on having a short rest while cockwarming you.

Honestly this is more of a prompt than a true request. But, imagine baking bread with Sephiroth(s) and the kids. Family baking time is always cute.

Yes, but I'd imagine with five kids (and counting🤭), said baking time can get quite chaotic with Fluffy Sephiroth.

You sat on your yoga ball, trying to ease your pregnancy pains. Although you hoped for a peaceful break, you couldn't bear leaving your poor husband alone any longer with everyone else, especially your youngest wild child, Lucy.

"Kadaj, that's too much flour!" Sephiroth said.

"You're not adding enough, father! I'm adding more!" Kadaj said.

"No, it'd be too much! And Loz, stop eating the raw batter!" Sephiroth's slit eyes quickly scanned the kitchen. "...Where is Yazoo?"

Meanwhile, Angealica, your eldest daughter, sprinted around desperately. She was trying to intercept Lucy before she could enter the kitchen and further stress Sephiroth.

"Put this apron on!" Angealica shouted, but Lucy just giggled at her. While it may have seemed like a game to Lucy, it was anything but for poor Angealica, who always did her best to help maintain order in the household.

Yazoo approached you from behind and relaxed his head on your shoulder, just as Sephiroth would do in his moments of stress or laziness.

"Mother, I don't want to bake bread without you... Kadaj doesn't know what he's doing, Loz keeps eating the batter, and Father has no control," He quietly pouted, mumbling into your skin. You reached a hand backwards and petted his head.

"Don't worry, sweetie," you reassured, "Mommy is just taking a short break. Everything will be better in a little bit..." In response, a satisfied purr could be heard coming from him. Smiling, you rose from your yoga ball and led him to the kitchen. Along the way, you interrupted Lucy during her antics and took the apron from Angealica, carefully wrapping it around Lucy as she squirmed in your grasp. She playfully growled at you and gave your cheek a tiny chomp. You giggled, chomping her right back, and then ruffling her hair. When you reached the kitchen, you put your hands on your hips, watching Kadaj and Sephiroth debate with each other over the bread recipe.

"That's why you bake it the first time and make adjustments for the second!" you said, planting a quick kiss on your silver kitten husband's lips and while gently pinching Kadaj's cheeks. Next, you softly took the raw batter from Loz, booped his nose, and tied your own apron. Finally, it seemed order was restored at last. Your family fell silent and watchful, closing in around you. You let out a relaxed sigh and started going over the fundamentals of breaking bread again.

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╰┈➤ ❝ joshua rosfield x afab!reader | smut nsfw 18+ mdni | kinktober '24 day 2

tags : pwp (without plot), but porn with feelings (declarations of love) … because it’s joshua, poetic words and prose (again… because it’s joshua), temperature play (fire), inappropriate use of magic, not very realistic in like any sense really (you have been warned), heavy petting, kissing, marking, nipple play, clit play, fingering, orgasm denial, but this is mostly sickly-sweet and soft, praise (lots and lots of it), use of pet names “my love” “my lady” “my darling”. lmk if i missed any tags!

wc : 1.8k

an : a lot of liberties were taken with joshua’s usage of the phoenix’s powers here but…… it was about time i wrote for him hfajashjsd this is incredibly self-indulgent i wrote this 100% for me LMAO

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AO3 / KINKTOBER MASTERLIST / KO-FI JAR / COMMISSIONS

Where you decide to play with fire.

“Mmh… ‘Shua…”

Your neck craned, leaning back into him. Wet, open-mouthed kisses trailed over your exposed skin, hot breath raising goosebumps in their wake… You were laid out open for him, without any choice but to allow him to fondle you as he wished.

…Yet, his touch was so gentle. 

With one arm splayed across your torso to keep you steady against him, the other caressed your naked body, roaming around your skin with feather-light touches as if to ease you into it. He knew exactly what you craved, exactly the sort of things to bring you the pleasure he had always known you deserved. Being cradled in his arms like this was more than you could wish for. You could feel vulnerable, but more than that, you felt… safe.

“How beautiful you are, my love,” he murmured.

His voice rang soft and comforting against your ear.

“A most heavenly demise; one that I would take, and gladly accept for my own. My darling, I could ravish you.”

Despite the moan that edged from your lips as his hand slid deftly between your thighs, his words brought upon you a certain sense of giddiness. Your head tilted back, and you laughed softly through your nose, eyes half-lidded to chase his lips for a kiss—naturally, it was one that he would never deny you of.

“Such words, ” you whispered with a playful roll of your eyes. Your own hand reached up to run through his locks, and when your eyes met, the sheer endearment that had settled in his features was enough to have you drawing a breath.

Again he nudged at you with the tip of his nose, ghosting a kiss, breathing out a laugh to match your own. When he spoke next, there was a teasing lilt to his voice—a grin that you would have heard, had you not been seeing it in front of you in that moment.

“ Ah, but were they not true, my lady, you know well that I wouldn’t have spoken.”

“Hmm? Then, by your words… You would spoil me for your own, Your Grace?”

He nuzzled against your cheek, thumbing the plush of your inner thigh.

“As I have, I will do.”

Simple words.

Simple, yet, from him, they proved enough. 

Your hand moved from his hair to his cheek, coaxing from him yet another kiss. This time, you allowed him to part your legs.

“And as I have ever done, I would surrender myself to you, body and soul,” you murmured. Your lips brushed against his as you spoke, the proximity of you both nearly as intoxicating as the anticipation of what he would give you. “You know that you have me, Joshua. It is I who should be thanking the heavens for the home that I have found in your heart.”

A slow breath fell from his lips, fingers dipping downwards to gather the slick between your folds. The sound of it—such obvious arousal as the squelch of your wetness became a noise that he was drawn to—caused your cheeks to flush. It was unimaginable to you how easily you had submitted to his touch, legs spreading wider, eyes drawn to the sight of his hand at your core. Unbecoming of a lady, one would think; yet Joshua would always call you otherwise.

“Perfect,” he sighed.

A word that he reserved always for you.

Yet even as he said that, the amusement in his voice didn’t quite seem to waver. 

“But you would dare to speak of my words when you could tell me such beautiful things?” he shook his head. “You are a vixen, my lady. I would scarcely be able to keep myself in check should you speak another word.”

Your breathing turned shallow.

His finger dragged upwards, spreading your slick all over your folds, before sliding back down to catch as much as you would leak. He circled your entrance, never quite pushing in, before repeating the motions and moving up once more.

Your clit was throbbing.

He would tease; he always would—lips pressed back against your ear, breath hot against your skin to have you shiver in his hold. He wouldn’t give you attention where you needed it the most, always keen on having you thrashing around in his arms before indulging.

For him to speak of such manners?

You could nearly scoff.

“Joshua, when have you ever?”

Your words were not a complaint, but a mere fact. 

He chuckled at that, a low rumble directly into your ear before darting his tongue out to give it a tentative lick.

“But, my love…”

His hand drew out from between your legs, trailing up over your abdomen in a mesmerizing yet excruciatingly slow motion. Your hips bucked, but to no avail; he would allow no chasing the very pleasure that he had almost just given you.

And then you saw it.

You felt it.

The way the tips of his fingers would glow bright like burning ember, heat emanating off of his hand and directly onto your body.

You gasped, your body arching upwards off of him.

“You like it.”

It was his statement that, this time, proved nothing but a fact.

Your lips parted as you drew in a shaky breath, watching as his hand moved across you.

The pain was there, undeniably—such raw heat was searing.

Yet, Joshua was gentle.

Sparks of his flames would skim all over your skin, hand never staying in one place, almost as if to cover you entirely with his heat—at least as much as he could. Everywhere he moved, his touch was hot, almost searing, sliding up and down every curve of your body. He left a trail behind, the heat of it bubbling a moan from your throat—a beautiful streak of red, nearly glowing against your flesh.

And every essence of him exuded warmth.

A warmth that you were comfortable with.

A warmth he knew you loved.

Perhaps, being with him had always amounted to that—the flames had never scared you. You thrived within them; the home that you had found burned brighter than you could have ever longed for, and there was nothing you would give to change it.

Now, too, was no exception.

“Joshua…” you gasped out his name, feeling both his hands at work on you this time, grasping your breasts, kneading the flesh in a way that made him sigh against the side of your cheek. And it was all the reply you would get before his thumbs rubbed against your hardened nubs, the heat from his touch making you jolt in surprise.

Slowly, as if to soothe, he turned his head to bring you into a tender kiss.

Velvet lips moved against yours in that loving manner that made you melt, your fingers slowly moving back into his hair as if to pull him closer to you— closer to you. Because when he kissed you like this, you wished that he would never stop. That time would stop. That this moment could last forever, and he would be with you.

It worked to distract you, his fingers never stopping. He toyed with your nipples—rubbed and pulled, circled around, just in that way he knew you liked best. He would smile into the kiss every time he swallowed a moan—he knew that he was rendering your breasts sensitive, and swollen, and used, yet he would keep pulling you back onto his lips, sweetly taking your mind off of that slight sting of pain you would feel from him.

And then his hand moved downwards.

This time he pulled away from the kiss, a satisfied smile ghosting his features as he shifted to rest on your shoulder in favor of watching.

Your breath hitched. 

You felt almost feverish, the rush of anticipation having you lightheaded until finally— finally—

“Joshua!”

A cry of his name left your lips as he dipped between your legs, easily making contact with your needy, dripping folds.

The sensation made you shudder.

His fingers slid again through your folds, barely brushing against your clit, allowing that glowing, red heat to radiate against it in a way that had your eyes squeezing shut.

“ Breathe, my love,” he whispered. “I have you. I always have you.”

There was a question in his movements.

His head raised to look at you, chaste kiss placed on your lips, hand lifting off of your mound tentatively.

A raspy moan of encouragement was all that you could offer to him, weakly nodding your head, but it was enough.

“That’s my good girl.”

He didn’t give you time to dwell on it any longer—

His fingers slipped inside you, heated touch dipping into your gummy walls, your eyes rolling back into your head.

“Oh!” you cried; a lack of coherency taking over your tongue as you tried, and failed, to properly sound out his name.

Your hands reached to grip at the sheets, at his body, anything —

Joshua continued to move his fingers.

In and out, in and out. Slowly; allowing you to get used to the sensation, yet fast enough to focus on the pleasure it brought. Soft whispers of sweet nothings into your ear had you arching your back, pushing your hips into his hand. He continued to thrust—matching your pace, curling upwards to hit that spot with an added intensity that had you gasping.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, voice almost sounding like a sigh. “Lift your hips, my love, just like that. Such a perfect, wonderful girl.”

Your lower lip trembled, tears pricking at your eyes. And the warm lamplight illuminating the room fluttered, and the added light from his flames projecting your silhouettes on the wall in a display of passion.

“J- Joshua…” 

You swallowed thickly, choking out a moan.

His thumb shifted to rub against your clit, side to side, a collective pace that matched his thrusts.

Always in the very way that pleasured you.

Always for you.

“Here, my lady?” he smiled as you continued to buck against him. “This spot, right here? Should I…”

Another cry from your lips, head shaking back and forth at your loss of proper words to convey.

The knot in your stomach coiled unbearably tightly, a final cry tearing free from your throat;

“Please, Your Grace, I’m—!”

His fingers pulled out, hand lifting, the glow of his flames dissipating into blue specks of aether that you knew all too well.

Nothing.

Only a gasp.

Your eyes widened and your hips bucked up, walls clenching around nothing as you cried out in protest.

“Joshua!”

You turned to him, aghast, continuing the rhythmic flutter of your cunt as the feeling of your orgasm quickly faded away.

And he smiled.

Still with the audacity to be soft, still with the audacity to look so endearing, he gently pushed you down onto the bed, figure looming over you as you caught your breath.

“Please, my darling, I said I would ravish you, did I not?”

He looked pleased with himself, his voice a melodious hum.

Yet his head lowered, resting against yours. You could feel the flutter of his eyelashes—a different form of a kiss, you recalled. And it was one that he would often use with you to provide comfort.

“You are a tease, Lord Rosfield!” you huffed.

He nuzzled your nose with a soft laugh.

“Only because I couldn’t possibly be done with you yet.”

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Joshua sought comfort in you…

(joshua rosfield x reader)

fluff

summary: Joshua had a nightmare and went to you for comfort…

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The moonlight seeped through the open window, curtains blowing gently in the night wind. You laid awake yet again, you could never sleep.

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you gazed at the moon which shone so bright outside. A quiet night, but peaceful.

Knock, Knock, Knock

Three quiet knocks placed themselves at your door, as if the person knocking was doing so cautiously. Confused you sat up, removing the covers.

At this hour?

You thought as your feet placed on the floor. With a few strides you arrived at the door, taking a deep breath as if you were preparing for the worst. You always seemed to do that.

You grabbed onto the cold, metal door knob and gently turned it.

“…Joshua?”

You spoke confused yet softly, your eyes landing upon familiar blue ones.

“…My lady, forgive me for the disturbance.”

Joshua appeared nervous, almost like he was ashamed.

“No no, it’s alright I hadn’t slept yet.”

You gave him a soft reassuring smile. You felt the need to calm his nerves, even though you doubted your ability to do so.

The soft spoken man gave you a sheepish smile.

“If you do not mind…”

Joshua fidgeted his fingers, though hard to notice you did immediately.

“May I enter, my lady?”

His voice and expression were hesitant, he was afraid of your rejection.

With a soft reassuring smile you nodded and opened the door wider for him to enter.

He nodded in return, a small thank you escaping the young lord’s lips.

The small click of the door shutting and locking, the gentle flap of the curtains, the synchronic breathing of the two became the only sounds.

A comfortable silence fallen upon the two. The lord’s uncommon awkward gaze looking to the side.

“Is everything alright Joshua?”

Your soft voice broke the silence, making his eyes fall upon yours. You could swear you noticed a hint of red on his ears, but maybe it was the lighting playing tricks on you.

“You were gone…I had lost you…”

A sudden pained voice emitted from Joshua. This had caused you to inch forward towards him.

Before you could speak he had started again, “I-…I cannot…”

Your eyes widened slightly as you noticed the young lord getting choked up.

“oh Joshua…”

You reached forward, wrapping your arms around him in a protective embrace.

“You could never lose me Joshua…I will not stray, ever.”

You reassured him, gently caressing his hair.

“My apologies…”

His voice ached with unshed tears.

“You have nothing to be sorry for…”

Joshua’s head dipped and buried itself into the crook of your neck. A wet spot formed which practically broke your heart.

“I love you, I will stand by your side for as long as you’ll have me, my lord.”

A soft kiss planted onto the side of his head, your touch soothing him.

“I love you too, more than anything”

—

•a/n•

First post on here !! I’ll be posting more though it will most likely be inconsistent. I’m not really that good of a writer sadly, but I do enjoy it very much soo. I hope you enjoyed this and I shall write more when I can !! :) btw not proofread (I couldn’t be bothered)

This does take place in the hideaway. I didn’t include background much since it was a short fluff :))

Reunited at last…

(Joshua Rosfield x reader)

fluff?

summary: Joshua searched for you, the dominant of Leviathan, his love.

—

Joshua had travelled to a distant village, one where the dominant of leviathan was said to be spotted.

could it be…? this time…

Joshua only hoped. After all the leads he had followed to no avail, he was growing tired. He was losing hope…but no he couldn’t give up, not ever.

If there was even a tiny chance he could see his love again, he would take it.

He had been searching secretly in the shadows through the village, still he couldn’t find a thing. Finally he had ended up in a secluded spot, somewhere by the shore.

A defeated sigh escaped his lips.

could this be it? would he never find his love again?

“Don’t take another step.”

Your sharp tone caught the man off guard. The side of your sword aligned with his neck.

You weren’t stupid, you had noticed the unfamiliar presence snooping around.

“m-my lady…please-“

The young lord tensed up as your angry tone cut him off.

“Who are you and what do you want?!”

Your gaze burned through the back of his head.

“You mistake me my lady!”

He spoke nervously his hands up in surrender even though his back was faced to you.

“Then speak.”

A sigh of relief escaped the man as you lowered your sword. He finally turned to face you…

no…no…no…it couldn’t be? it can’t be…?

Your cold composure faltered, eyes widening at the sight of him.

His eyes softened, a warm smile appearing on his lips.

“it truly is you…”

Joshua breathed, “When I heard word of the dominant of Leviathan…I knew…I knew it would be you…”

You felt as if your world had regained color, as if your will had returned.

“Joshua…”

You let out a shakey exhale. You hadn’t even noticed how much you were shaking, the sword gripped in your hand suddenly fell to the floor. A loud clang echoed which soon mixed with your footsteps, you ran to his arms.

The familiar scent hit you has your arms tightened around him.

“…I thought i’d never see you again.”

His soft voice spoke into you as he held you closely. He kissed the top of your head.

You tried to respond, but only got choked up. Your arms tightened around him and you buried your face into his neck.

You felt alive again…

•a/n•

not proofread again i’m too lazy.

By your side I shall remain…

Joshua x Female Reader

fluff

summary: Joshua attempts to comfort you on your period…

a/n: sadly my period JUST started so instead of sulking i’m writing !! this was written in haste so forgive me if it’s not all that. not proof read again, i’m in too much pain to care.

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You laid, curled up in a ball at your chambers in the hideaway. Your arms were pressed tightly against your stomach. Low groans escaping your lips ever so often. You had only hoped they would end, but no these period cramps never did.

It was the first day of your period and you were stuck in your quarters, balled up on your bed. You hadn’t left your room all morning, which was not common for you. The others figured you were still resting, even though you almost never slept in.

You were always a strong warrior, not one to waste any time. Always the first one up and ready. Not many focused on your lack of presence, but Joshua.

He had contemplated checking on you, but his nerves had gotten the best of him. He stood leaning against the railing of the deck, pondering.

“Is something bothering you, Joshua?”

A voice emitted from behind Joshua, making him turn.

“hm…I’m simply lost in thought.”

Joshua gave a soft reassuring smile, which the man chuckled at.

“If you are so concerned, you can go check up on her.”

“Clive…i-it’s not…”

A light pink tint appeared on Joshua’s cheeks from his brother’s words. Of course he could figure out what was wrong.

A light chuckle left Clive as he watched Joshua’s reaction.

“There’s no point in losing your mind over something so simple, go see her.”

Clive nudged Joshua as he gave a knowing smirk, to which Joshua sighed at, he couldn’t deny his brother’s words.

“I…suppose you are right…”

Joshua nervously admitted, what was the harm

in going to check up on you?

Clive lightly pushed Joshua, as if he wanted to hurry him.

“Yes, yes I’m going!”

Joshua jokingly rolled his eyes, and began to walk in the direction of your quarters. He couldn’t help but nervously fidget as he did.

Why was he so nervous…it’s not like this was the first time he’d be in your chambers…

Joshua made his way to your room, when he finally did he hesitated. Taking a deep breath he raised his hand to knock.

Knock, Knock, Knock

Three knocks was heard from your door, to which you groaned. You didn’t want to get up and open the door, actually you didn’t want to move at all.

Reluctantly you raised your voice, “Who is it?” you called out in a tired tone.

“My lady, it’s Joshua. I only wanted to check up on you, if you wish for me to leave I shall.”

The moment you heard Joshua’s voice you recognized it, you hurriedly sat up.

shit.

You didn’t want him to see you like this. All curled up in pain, you seemed a mess, weak. You felt pathetic.

Nonetheless you stood up, hurried to the door and opened it. You always wanted to be around him, your condition wasn’t going to stop that.

“Joshua,” You breathed and gave him a soft weak smile.

“is something the matter?”

Joshua asked, immediately noticing your weariness.

You didn’t say anything instead suddenly hugged him, burying your head in his chest. He hesitated, only out of surprise. His arms wrapped around you in a gentle warm embrace.

“My lady, are you alright?”

He spoke softly, his voice like a warm blanket.

“Can you just…stay with me?”

You requested hesitantly, as if you were afraid of his rejection.

“Of course, anything you wish…”

Joshua spoke, a warm smile on his lips. You looked up at him, getting comforted just by the sight of him. You noticed quickly how Joshua’s face was completely red, he was a blushing mess.

A quiet chuckle left your mouth as you gently pulled away from him, your hand taking hold of his. You pulled him into the room, closing the door behind him.

“Will you lay with me?”

You asked him, though you were partially toying with him, you could tell how flustered he already was.

He only nodded, too embarrassed to say yes. His reaction made you laugh as you pulled him closer to you, so you both could get on bed.

As you laid down he followed, wrapping his arms around you in an almost protective embrace. Your stomach was pressed up against his, you held onto him like he was your lifeline.

“Thank you Joshua, for being here.”

You muttered quietly into his chest. A gentle kiss was planted onto your head.

“You need not thank me, I will always be here…”

You hummed silently in response, cuddling him as your eyes fluttered shut.

“Are you in pain?”

His voice quietly asked.

“mm…It’s just…my period.”

You groaned, he gently caressed your back.

“You being here…is more than enough.”

You left a gentle kiss on his chest, snuggling deeper.

“Then know this, I shall always be by your side.”

UN ÁNGEL- Cloud strife Headcanons

sum. Need boyfriend headcanons for cloud? SAY LESS.

warning: modern cloud, oc cloud srry I love him soft, might be a little self insert because of the stuff I like but that’s all

femreader! with she/her pronouns

song of the day: igual que un ángel - Kali uchis

boyfriend Cloud who knows your order by heart at your guys’ favorite coffee shop and no matter how many times he does it, it never fails to make you blush and impressed.

Boyfriend Cloud who never fails to make you ticklish especially during intimate moments that you can’t help but burst out laughing.

Boyfriend Cloud who sometimes can’t handle all the attention and affection so he distances himself but can’t help but miss you even more.

Boyfriend Cloud who loves picking you up from university on his motorcycle to show off especially knowing that Reno would be there. He is still very bitter that Reno was your first kiss in fifth grade and not him because he was too busy helping collect Tifa’s shopkins from the grass at recess.

Boyfriend Cloud who loves going to Aerith’s flower shop because he helps her make your bouquets extra pretty just for you. #bestfriendprivileges

boyfriend Cloud who has recurring nightmares of losing you to Sepiroth. No not the “I’ll steal your girl,” kind of way. More like he murders you and Aerith at the same time. Perhaps something from a past life?

Boyfriend Cloud who loves watching studio ghibli movies with you especially ponyo and spirited away. Let’s not get started on his love for Princess Mononoke.

Boyfriend Cloud who goes with you at the bookstore for now on to carry your books because he found out that a guy put his number inside of a book after catching it for you when you accidentally dropped it from your stack pile.

Boyfriend Cloud who’s COMPLETELY and UTTERLY obsessed with you. Not the annoying obsession, but the obsession that makes your tummy in knots and the cute things he loves to do for you. Whether it’s making you lunch for school/ work, leaving cute notes on your door handles, or literally dropping everything instantly for you when you call.

Boyfriend Cloud who hid in the bathroom after you guys had…yk…and too embarrassed to come out. If only he knew you were on the bed breathless and wanting more.

Boyfriend Cloud who baby trapped you. With a cat. Her names Honey and every time there’s an argument he uses her as an excuse to visit you. “We can’t let our cat have separated household problems,she needs both of her parents so please answer the door.”

Boyfriend Cloud who had no idea him getting a lip piercing would be in the way of kissing you for it to heal correctly. He ran out of the piercing shop and only agreed to come back to get a matching eyebrow piercing with you instead.

Boyfriend Cloud who not only made you a playlist, but this mf burned a cd for you, made tifa draw a one in a million piece of art for you for the cover, has a sticker of it on his car, and even bought a necklace that had the Spotify playlist code. So whenever a person flirts with him, he’ll hold it up and say, “scan this and read the description. That’ll be my answer for you.”

Boyfriend Cloud who didn’t understand why you were so obsessed with kpop, especially BTS. Him and jungkook have beef apparently. He also buys you albums all the time and even sacrifices himself to let you use his phone to make sure you guys get tickets to concerts.

Boyfriend Cloud who WILL call your work to call off. He doesn’t care, cuddles are more important.

Boyfriend Cloud who forces you to drink water whenever you hang. You always complain about headaches and he makes sure when you’re with him you’re hydrated.

Boyfriend Cloud who is addicted to Dr.Pepper. You gave him some when you two went to watch Barbie in the summer and it’s his holy grail. “We need to head to Costco, I ran out of my pepper.”

Sephiroth obsessed with clouds little sister gets jealous and noncons her, maybe she's a virgin still too

tw: noncon, age difference, size difference, revenge sex, dacryphilia, kidnapping, virginity loss, obsession, degradation

All characters depicted are 18+

Sephiroth despises Cloud, but that doesn't stop him from having a twisted obsession with the young man, ever since he burned down Nibelheim and seemingly killed the boy's family, but when Sephiroth finds out that Cloud has a younger sister who survived the Nibelheim incident, Sephiroth knows that he's just found his newest obsession.

Sephiroth is the ultimate SOLIDER and a force of nature in his own right, so he can easily find the weak civilian girl who is living all on her own, without any big strong elder brother to protect her from whatever monsters might be out there looking for her.

His sudden appearance at her door is quite the shock to the girl, there isn't a single person in the entire world who doesn't know who Sephiroth is, so the fact he's now at her door greatly confuses and scares her, but before she can even ask why he's there, Sephiroth is already roughly grabbing the poor girl.

Sephiroth is an incredibly strong and tall man, towering over almost every human he encounters, so it's as easy as crushing an ant underboot for him to hold her down and tear off her clothes, and he'll let his intentions and reasons for what he's doing be known to her very quickly.

"Dying in that fire would have been a merciful fate for you, little insect. Now look at you, completely at my mercy, how sad..."

Sephiroth doesn't have a lot of experience with more human things such as sex and closeness despite his slew of admirers, he knows what sex is, but to him it's just a way to degrade and assert dominance over people, and that is exactly what Sephiroth is going to do to her.

The SOLIDER isn't the slightest bit gentle when he fucks her, why would he be? She's a bug while he's practically a god among men, humans like her only exist for his ends, and right now his end is getting off and hurting Cloud via his sister, a goal he won't lose sight of even when he's balls deep in the struggling girl and feeling his skin against her own.

Sephiroth isn't completely immune to arousal however, he is a man after all, and he can't deny the way his cock throbs and leaks inside of her at the sensation of her virginity giving way to his fat cock, or the way his hips speed up slightly when he catches sight of tears streaming down her pretty little face, he makes sure to commit all those lovely sights to memory.

He wants to degrade the young woman as much as possible simply for the crime of existing as his enemy's beloved sister, so he's going to keep her as his cumdump for quite some time, forcing her to fulfil the purpose that he believes all humans serve; being useful to him and his ends.

"You're pathetic, just like that dear brother of yours. But fortunately for the both of us, you're never going to see that useless boy ever again, you belong to me now."

Sephiroth finds himself rather entertained by his newest toy, especially due to her resemblance to his arch nemesis, but his amusement with her doesn't save her from his wrath, because Sephiroth will discard of her the moment she isn't fun to play with anymore.

Final Fantasy Boys || Type’s Of Kisses ||

A/n: Look I just wanted to write something with my favorite final Fantasy Boys. Let me know if you have a character you’d like to see.

Dizzy Kiss:

When you spin in circles and then try to kiss your partner.

::Cloud Strife::

Watching you spin in circles, Cloud wasn’t sure if he should be amused or concerned. He didn’t want you to hurt yourself yet you looked so happy doing it. Once you stopped your spinning, you stumbled for a moment.

Your eyes glossy as they tried to focus, looking for the tall blond.

“Cloud?”

“I’m right here.”

Following his voice, you nearly tripped falling into his arms as a giggle escaped your lips as you stood on your toes. Cloud didn’t get a chance to respond due to you finally kissing him. Once you broke the kiss you pressed face into his chest. “I have a headache now.”

Sighing, Cloud easily lifted you on his arms to carry you off to the shared room. “You could have just kiss me, you didn’t need to go through the theatrics.”

“Hmp.”

::Clive Rosfield::

“Love please be careful.”

Clive took a hesitant step forward, he had no clue what brought this on. He was trying to figure out while you would do something like this until he heard Cid chuckling.

“Did you put them up to this?”

“Was just a harmless little bet…see they’re fine.” Cid nodded his head both men turned their attention to where you stopped spinning. Stumbling forward you nearly fell on your ass as Clive caught you in his arms, a little giggle escaping your lips.

“Are you alright love?”

Nodding your head you beamed up at the man as you gave him a quick kiss. “Much better now that I can kiss you.”

Shaking his head, Clive helped you to your feet as he bent down to give you another kiss. “I will do anything to make you feel better love.”

Scoffing, Cid rolled his eyes as he turned away from you both. He rather not stick around for whatever was about to happen next.

+•+

Bambi Kiss:

When you lick your partner's cheek.

::Cidolfus Telamon::

“Cid? Can I try something?”

Putting down his pen, Cid flexed his fingers as he gave you a grin. “You can try anything on me love.”

Scoffing, your cheeks burned for a moment as you quickly adverted your gaze. “God you’re such a pervert.”

“You weren’t sayin that when you were moaning on my desk.”

Cheeks still burning you going to give him a sweet kiss, something nice but now. Shaking your head you sauntered over to the man only to lick his cheek.

“Hey!”

Humming you smiled clasping your hands behind your back. “It’s a Bambi kiss! It means I love you.”

Wiping his cheek, Cid pushed away from his desk. His eyes darkening as he made his way towards you, giving you a grin. “Not very fair you getting left out now is it love.”

“Cid no!”

A squeal escaped your lips feeling his tongue against your cheek. “Ugh.”

::Cid Highwind::

Cid loved it when you fell asleep on his lap, it felt good, felt nice. He knew he was lucky to have you in his life, he next expected to get this chance at happiness.

Biting back his own yawn, he let his fingers run down your back as you started to stir awake. Blinking a few times you then gave the man a sleepy smile, your hand reaching up to run across his cheek.

“Hello sleeping beauty.”

Giving you a wink, a light scoff escaped your lips as you sat up. “Hmp.”

“What are you gonna-.” Though his voice was cut off feeling you run your tongue against his cheek, once down you then settled back into his arms.

“What the hell was that?”

Shrugging your shoulders you nuzzled into his chest more. “A Bambi kiss.”

+•+

Tiger Kiss:

When you jump on your partner's back and surprise them with a kiss.

::Vincent Valentine::

Vincent sensed you miles away, it was cute with you trying to be sneaky and all. He would honestly do anything to just see you happy though he stumbled forward as you jumped upon his back. Turning his head a small smile formed on his lips only to feel your own against his.

Returning the kiss, he couldn’t help but chuckle as you nuzzled your cheek against his own. “You are getting better.”

Sighing, you tightened your hood against his neck as you let your cheek rest against his own. “That’s sweet of you to say Vincent but I know I need more work.” You muttered.

“Nonsense, I did enjoy the kiss by the way.” He muttered glancing up at you.

Grinning you gave his cheek a quick kiss. “Then I will happily give you more!”

“I will be ready.”

::Noctis Lucis Caelum::

It was a normal day, Gladiolus, Ignis and Prompto had decided to visit you and Noctis since the Honeymoon was over. It was good seeing his three companions again though if Noctis were to be honest he would much rather spend another night in your arms then work.

The three men were rather distracted, Noctis engaging in a deep conversation with Gladiolus and Ignis. It was Prompto that noticed you. Your much smaller form darting to each column in the room.

“Uh guys….”

“Not now Prompto!”Gladiolus waved him off as you drew closer and closer.

“But.”

Though his eyes went wide as you launched your body at your husbands back. Noctis almost collapsing as Ignis stopped his fall.

Giggles were escaping your lips as your arms wove around his neck. Kissing him, you felt him return the kiss,his beard tickling your skin.

“Surprise.”

Letting out a soft sigh, Noctis glanced up at you. Your smile was infectious, he found himself unable to pull away from your gaze. “It was a lovely surprise, I can not wait for more.” He muttered grasping your hand gently kissing it a small kiss.

Cheeks burning, you sighed closing your eyes slumping against his back. “Then I will be happy to keep this up my King.”

“Then I am I lucky man.”

☆ obvious

prompto argentum x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: prompto has a massive crush on [name] and thinks he's doing well at hiding it. alas, [name] already knows about prompto's crush when he confesses. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

prompto had a massive crush on you. he thought he made sure it was a secret, but alas he didn't. he was so obvious about his feelings towards you. from the way he spoke to you, the way he looked at you and the way he tried subtly flirting. they all added up and made it so, so obvious that he was in love with you.

"hey dude." prompto smirked as he came over to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "hey." you greet back with a smile. it was like he was an open book - prompto's intentions were so obvious.

prompto hummed at you before speaking up again. "how's my favourite man doing?" he asked, holding onto you tighter. the blush on his face was prominent, you wanted to tell him how you knew what he was trying to do, but you wanted to see how he would confess too.

"i'm doing alright. better now that you're here though." you decide to flirt back. you loved prompto's reactions when he was flustered. he looked so adorable. you wanted to keep him in your pocket forever, so he could be safe from the harm of the world.

prompto's brain short circuits as he hears your reply. the poor man didn't expect to hear those words coming from you of all people! he just tries to act cool and brush off your compliment / pick-up line. "aha.. well that's good. i'm glad i could make you feel that way." he chuckles nervously, still blushing furiously at your comment.

you look at him and smile again before ruffling his hair. you are not helping the poor man and his crush on you at all. he feels as if he's going to melt into a pile of mush and be fed to chocobos. gosh, he's so in love with you.

prompto can't handle this anymore. he thinks all of your words and touches are on purpose. technically, they are. but he just doesn't know that you know that he likes you. he ends up pouting because of you ruffling his luxurious chocobo butt hair.

"what's with the long face, prompto?" you chuckle, nudging his side with a grin on your face. the blonde just huffs, looking away from you and dropping his arm back down to his side.

it's not fair.. it's so not fair. prompto thought to himself. you were making him feel all giddy inside and he seriously couldn't take it anymore. he just wanted to kiss you right there and then, but that would make his feelings obvious. as if they weren't already.

prompto continues to look away, not meeting your gaze as you speak up again. "seriously, what's wrong man?" you lean in closer to him, poking his sides. you hope that'll get a reaction out of him. however, the only reaction you get out of him is him being even more flustered.

"it's not fair!" prompto huffs out, crossing his arms over his chest as he pouted at you. "stop teasing me!" you look at him and chuckle still. "what?! i haven't done anything!" you tease, laughing at prompto's reactions. "why are you so worked up anyway?" you knew the reason why, but you wanted to egg prompto on and see if he'd actually confess to you.

"because i like you!" prompto exclaimed. he felt relieved to finally have admitted how he felt towards you after bottling it up for so long. "and you tease me like you know how i feel." the blonde is still pouting as he speaks. you think he's so adorable.

you pinch one of his cheeks and smile at him. "that's because i did know how you feel. you're not very secretive about your feelings, you know?" you move your hand from prompto's cheek before ruffling his hair again.

"aw man.. i thought i was doing a good job at hiding it!" prompto sighed before slumping into you, hoping that you'd catch him into a hug. which you did. without hurting him, you hugged him as tightly as you could. the pout from his lips was now replaced by a smile.

"i like you too, by the way." you hum before leaning in a little closer to his face. "glad we got that sorted out then." you smile before kissing him.

prompto is taken aback. his eyes widen in shock as he feels your lips touch his. but he doesn't mind, of course. he likes you too after all. he just never imagined that you liked him the same way that he liked you.

perhaps it was a good thing that he was so obvious about his feelings..

☆ author's note: prompto is my favourite of all time. i love him so much 😩 please request! i wanna write more for final fantasy characters so please request for 7, 15 & 16 and bsd + jjk ofc.

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☆ bandages and kisses

cloud strife x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: [name] ends up bandaging cloud up after one of cloud's comissions. cloud finds himself opening up to [name] and confessing. (meant to be viewed as romantic.)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warning: cuts, bruises and blood mentioned.

"you've got to stop doing this to yourself, cloud." [name] sighed, shaking his head as he continued to wrap bandages around cloud's arm. "like, seriously. remind me how many times i've patched you up this month?"

cloud looked away, frowning a little. he didn't want to admit the amount, it was definitely too much to count. it was definitely way too much for a normal person to be bandaged up. but, of course, cloud wasn't a normal person. he was a merc, an ex-soldier carrying a bunch of burdens on his shoulders.

"..too many times." cloud mumbled, finally accepting defeat after being called out. "i'm sorry." well, that was a first. [name] had never heard cloud apologise before, so this was definitely a first for him. "i know i should take it easy, but i can't. i have a duty to fulfill, even if that means i injure myself badly because people don't know how to fight properly.."

[name] just hummed, tying up the bandage that he finished wrapping on cloud's arm. "i get it. you're strong and you want to flaunt it around by having scars." [name] teased, chuckling a little. this made cloud huff, he didn't appreciate this 'joke' [name] made.

"you have any more cuts or bruises i should check out?" [name] asks, removing his hand from cloud's arm and looking at him with a face of concern. cloud nods in response. "yeah, my chest has a few i think." he says. [name] smirked back. "pull your top off then. i can't help you if your shirt is still on." he chuckled. cloud then pulled off his top, revealing an array of scars, bruises and freshly formed wounds on his skin.

[name] whistled as he saw cloud's bare chest. it was toned and glistening in the light, a truly pretty sight to see. [name] couldn't believe he was so lucky to see this sight. he didn't think cloud was going to take his top off so quickly without a rebuttal.

"damn, you probably pick up a lot of ladies with a body like that." [name] joked. in all honestly he loved to tease cloud, it was so easy to get a reaction from the blonde. this time was no different, of course.

cloud's cheeks turned a light shade of pink and he looked away from [name]'s gaze. he couldn't stand the jokes [name] made. he didn't appreciate them one bit.

"i'm not even going to answer that." cloud muttered, his face still turned away from [name]. "just hurry up and clean my cuts. i'm getting cold." cloud sighed. it was true, he was getting cold. there were goosebumps forming on his arms and his hairs started to stand on end.

"okay, okay." [name] smiled, getting some alcohol wipes and grazing them over cloud's skin. luckily, the cuts cloud had on his chest weren't deep or that painful, so the cleaning process was quick and left cloud unharmed.

[name] continues cleaning up cloud's few cuts with some wipes before speaking up again. "i must say, you're complaining about being cold but your shirt has no sleeves anyway. how are you not cold all the time?" he asks, genuinely curious about how cloud was not cold in that tank top. if it was [name] wearing it during the winter, he'd definitely freeze to death. maybe it was because cloud was an 'ex-SOLDIER' or because of the whole mako thing. either way, [name] didn't get it.

"..what? not appreciative of my jokes today?" [name] cocked his head to the side, smirking slightly at cloud to get a rise out of him. "i mean, yeah, the ladies probably love the tank top and your bod and all, but i don't understand how you don't get cold wearing that." [name] simply stated, shrugging before continuing to clean cloud's wounds.

"i bet tifa loves all of it." [name] mumbled to himself with a smirk still playing on his face.

that's when cloud had enough of [name]'s games. he was fed up by all of this talk about ladies.. and his body.. and now tifa.

"i don't want tifa to love my body, or whatever you're implying." cloud replied, sighing. he was growing more and more frustrated by [name]'s comments, but he couldn't grow too angry. [name] was patching him up and the one most dearest to cloud. "i want you to.." it slips out in a whisper, completely by accident.

[name] stops for a second. he didn't know if he heard correctly, so he just threw away the dirtied wipe into the nearby bin and he laughed.

"oh." [name] laughs, thinking it was cloud's turn in telling jokes. however, by the look on cloud's face (his blush, and eyes darting everywhere to not look at [name]) it was obvious the blonde was not joking.

"shit. you're being for real?" [name] asks, tilting his head and raising a brow at his friend. "i always assumed you were into tifa- i mean, you guys were always close back then and now you are.. i guess?" [name] sighed before speaking up again. "men are confusing." he says, as if he is not a man himself.

"i'm serious." cloud speaks up, a little flustered and embarrassed by this whole ordeal. he never expected that he'd fumble this bad and confess in the most stupid and unromantic way ever. "i want you to love my body.. not just my body though, that sounds weird." cloud's voice is quiet, and seemingly nervous. definitely a different and more vulnerable cloud than the one [name] was used to.

[name] hummed in response and he finally finished wiping down cloud's chest, putting a few plasters on the really bad areas. he then handed the blonde his tank top, watching him put it back on. [name] smiled a little at cloud before he spoke up.

"i do love your body.." [name] joked again, staring at cloud with a sickeningly sweet smile. "but i love all of you too." he admitted, taking one of cloud's gloved hands into his own. "i just thought you were into tifa." [name] repeats, shaking his head. "so i didn't say anything, just incase you did actually like her."

cloud was now totally flustered. even though [name] was holding his hand through a glove, cloud could feel everything about [name]'s hand. it was driving him crazy. in a good way, of course.

"i should probably stop mention tifa now.. you literally just said something and i just confessed so, this is not the right moment.." [name] muttered, laughing nervously as he met cloud's eyes. "but, i mean it. you know, the whole 'i love all of you' thing. seriously." [name] continued.

cloud nodded and he smiled back at [name], taking in a deep breath before he spoke himself. "thank you.." he says, feeling the need to say it. nobody had ever confessed to him before, so he didn't know what to say. sure, people flirted with him on the streets calling him a 'hot merc', but this was different. this was an actual confession. "i love all of you too.. i mean it." cloud whispers.

[name] grins even wider, if that was even possible. he then leans over and places a small kiss on cloud's forehead.

"i'm glad you feel the same way, then." [name] replied, stroking cloud's gloved hand. "we should probably go out some time, don't you think? we'd make an awesome couple." [name] smirked.

cloud laughed this time, looking at [name] with a slight tint of pink dusting his cheeks. "of course, i'd love to go out with you some time." cloud said, feeling the happiest he had ever felt in ages.

"next time i have to patch you up, i'm giving you lots of kisses. just a heads up." [name] hummed, kissing cloud's forehead yet again. "every cut or bruise you get is one kiss from me." [name] said before leaning down and kissing one of the cuts on cloud's arm.

"i guess i'll get some more bruises on my next comission then." cloud joked, loving the way [name] was making him feel right now. he felt so loved and happy in that moment, he never wanted it to end.

cloud was sure looking forward to the next time he'd get tended to by [name]. instead of them being friends, it'd now be a boyfriend treating his boyfriend with lots of kisses. cloud absolutely loved the idea of that.

☆ author's note: this took so long to write. i'll try get requests done but i have absolutely zero time management help me. i hope this is actually somewhat adequate.

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thanks for requesting. i accidentally deleted this draft, luckily i had a screenshot of the request.

☆ mutual

cloud strife x ftm reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

cloud and [name] were friend ever since they were little.

sure, the two boys weren't that close with eachother, but they were still friends. even if cloud talked to tifa most of the time and went off to join the soldier program, the two of them were still friends. no matter what.

[name] had always liked cloud. the young boy liked how strong willed cloud was and how determined the blonde was to be the number one solider. it really inspired [name], and made him fawn over cloud.

but he'd never say anything, of course. he was too scared and he never knew if cloud reciprocated. [name] was a trans boy after all, so what if cloud didn't even like him as a guy? it would break the boy into little pieces. he wouldn't be able to take it.

what [name] didn't know was that cloud felt the same. cloud always liked [name], not tifa, not zack or anyone else. just [name]. he always wanted to get closer to [name] and confess, but he couldn't. he was scared of rejection, the same way that [name] was. but that didn't stop either from liking one another.

it had been a few years since the two past met, cloud had left nibelheim to join the soldier program and [name] left to explore midgar. they hadn't caught up or seen eachother ever since then.

[name] was walking around wall market, taking in the vibrant lights outside the various buildings and the bustling nightlife. he had been there multiple times before, but each time it felt like the first.

there were so many things to explore at wall market, so many things to try. that's why [name] kept coming back. it was a fun experience, not just for the honey bee in or the various attractions in honour of don corneo. the buildings themselves and the people are what attracted [name].

[name] was minding his business, doing his usual as he went around the area. he looked at a few shops, inspected some materia and weapons on display and he got some food.

the young man decided to walk around with his food, which ended up being a bad idea. there were huge crowds everywhere on this particular day, and he just happened to bump into someone.

all of [name]'s food went flying, straight onto the floor. it was all ruined. people were stepping on it as it dropped to the floor, so [name] definitely wouldn't be able to eat it anymore.

[name] groaned and he looked down at the floor in annoyance before speaking, because the person he had bumped into for some reason hadn't left yet.

"you should watch where you're going next time." [name] grumbled to himself, unsure if the other person actually heard him or not. to his surprise, they did.

"you should also watch where you're going, some people are in a hurry." the person scoffed, and their voice sounded oddly familiar.

[name] raised his eyebrow and he looked up, still annoyed at the fact that this stranger made him drop his food. "well that's not my problem, is it? my problem is the fact that you made me drop my food. i spent a lot of gil on that-"

then, that's when [name] saw who it was that bumped into him.

it was cloud.

his old friend and crush was standing right there infront of him as multiple people barged past the two of them. [name] couldn't believe his eyes.

"holy shit." [name]'s mouth dropped as he stared infront at cloud. he did not think he was going to run into cloud at wall market of all places. shouldn't he be doing some soldier training right now anyway?

[name] wasn't mistaken. he thought he was seeing things but it truly was cloud infront of him.

the striking blonde hair, but with the ponytail now gone. the blue eyes that had a hint of green in them due to the mako. the pale skin that was reflecting all of the neon signs.

it truly was cloud. [name] wasn't seeing things.

"cloud? what are you doing here?" [name] asked, scanning cloud's figure once more to triple check he wasn't hallucinating.

cloud was a little confused at first. he didn't 100% recognise who was infront of him. [name] had grown up and transitioned into being who he truly meant to be.

"[name]?" cloud responded, taking a good look at the man infront of him. it was [name], cloud wasn't hallucinating either.

[name] nodded and he immediately hugged cloud, not believing the fact that his friend was there infront of him still. he didn't know how to grasp the situation. it had been years since they last met and there were no goodbyes shared or anything.

cloud was a little startled by the sudden hug, but he decided to embrace it anyway. it wasn't going to hurt. he was just hugging his old friend.. his old crush.

cloud felt like he was a kid again.

the poor guy was blushing again and he felt his stomach churn. he couldn't believe this was happening.

why now of all times? why were the memories flooding back to him? all the times that [name] and cloud would stay up late to talk or play games.. it all came rushing back.

"i didn't think i was going to ever see you again.." [name] confessed, whispering into cloud's ear softly. he was so happy to see cloud after all these years, cloud had to know.

"neither did i." cloud responded, chuckling lightly to himself as he ended up reciprocating the hug.

he wished he could stay in [name]'s arms forever - but he couldn't. he had a mission to do for avalanche, he had to save tifa. he couldn't stay in [name]'s arms for too long. he had things to do.

"[name] i'm sorry.. i have to go." cloud sighed, stepping back from the hug and looking at [name] with a frown. he didn't want this to end so soon.

"what?" [name] also took a step back, feeling all upset now. the smile he had on his face was wiped away in instant.

the man shook his head and he grabbed cloud's arm, keeping him in place. he wasn't letting him go this time. he was going to tell him everything. he didn't care if cloud was going to be late to whatever he's doing. he was selfish, but for good reasons.

"cloud, you can't just leave me after we've not seen eachother for years!" [name] started, still keeping a firm grip on cloud's arm. he sure as hell wasn't letting the blonde go yet.

"i haven't stopped thinking of you all this time.. and now you're back but you want to leave me again." [name] sighed, letting go of cloud's arm. it seems as if he has given up so quickly.

[name] looked away, crossing his arms over his chest. there was still a frown on his face and it was clear to cloud that he was hurting.

cloud wished he could comfort [name], hug him, kiss him or something else but he couldn't. time was running out, but it felt so slow when he was around [name].

"i should've told you then that i liked you. maybe if i wasn't a coward, you wouldn't of left and we would've been able to be something then.. but it's too late." [name] sighed again. he didn't even know if cloud was listening. "something else is clearly more important, so you should probably just go and do that thing then."

cloud couldn't believe what he had just heard. [name] liked him too? well, that changes everything. maybe cloud can spare a few minutes..

"seriously?" cloud spoke up, walking closer to [name] and holding one of his hands. he couldn't believe that [name] felt the same way he did.

"that.. feeling is mutual. i liked you back then too, but i was also too scared to say anything." cloud frowned slightly and it seemed that he had forgotten about everything else going on in his life.

[name] looked back at cloud, his frown slowly fading away. he was glad that cloud shared the sentiment, even if his confession was more of a 'heat of the moment' thing.

the man took in a deep breath before he spoke again, looking at his love with a smile on his face now.

"i'm glad to know that, cloud. i really am.." [name] says as he brushes a few strands of hair out of cloud's face. "i seriously didn't think you were interested in me at all. i thought you would've fallen in love with someone at the soldier program or something." [name] laughed.

cloud smiled in return. it was a small smile, but it still managed to melt [name]'s heart after years of not seeing it.

"i'd really like to catch up someday." [name] hummed and cloud let go of him, nodding at the other's words.

"of course." cloud responded, definitely wanting to catch up with [name]. they had a lot to catch up on. dates, kisses, hugs.. and even more.

[name] cleared his throat and he looked away, remembering that cloud had something important to do.

"you should.. go now. don't you have something important to do?" [name] mumbled, a heat rising to his face as he felt suddenly embarrassed for no reason.

cloud nodded and he gave [name] a quick kiss on the cheek, letting the other know that the feelings are still there. he then walked away from [name], going to do what he had to do.

"i'm glad our feelings are mutual!" [name] called out as cloud walked away.

cloud had a huge blush on his face as he walked, feeling flustered that a bunch of people now knew about his situation with [name].

at least the feeling was mutual...

☆ author's note: hope you enjoy! for those who have been waiting for p2 of the fyodor x male reader fic, it'll be out soon i promise!! i feel so bad for making you all wait 😭 i might also start writing for re2 and re4, so you can request for characters from those games!

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Hello! How are you doing? I wanted to request an Ignis Scientia with a gender neutral reader who always has extremely cold hands to the point they hurt, and Ignis lets them borrow his gloves, however they're way too big on him? Thank you and take care!

hey! im doing alright thanks for asking and requesting :) hope you enjoy this

☆ gloves and cold hands

ignis scientia x gn reader [they / them]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional!

[name] was sitting themselves, too focused on trying to warm up their ever frozen hands. but it was of no use.

their hands were cold - as if they had been shoved into a freezer overnight. their hands were always cold though, to the point where it hurt and it was completely unbearable to them.

a sigh escaped [name]'s lips, as a frown formed on their face. nothing was helping their ice cold hands at all. all this sitting around was making [name]'s hands hurt even more.

ignis noticed the frown on his partners lips and he frowned too. he hated seeing them so upset, and he knew he had to do something for them.

the man pulled off the gloves that were covering his hands before he walked over to his parter, handing them the gloves.

"here." ignis said as he handed [name] the gloves, a small smile on his face in hopes of reassuring his partner. he hoped they knew that they weren't alone, that he'd always be there with him - even if they had cold hands.

the gloves were silver in colour, and pretty shimmering in the light too. sure, they were intended to be used as driving gloves, but they should be enough to try and warm up [name]'s poor, cold hands.

[name] looked up at ignis and smiled at him before they slipped on the gloves carefully, trying not to ruin or damage the gloves as they were ignis' after all. not theirs.

"thank you." [name] speaks softly, a warm smile still on his face. hopefully their smile was as warm as how ignis' gloves would make their hands.

[name] inspected their hands, twirling them around infront of their eyes to get a better view of how they looked like in the gloves.

to say the least, the gloves were too big for [name]'s hands. yet, they weren't going to complain. it was nice sharing something of ignis', even if it was just his gloves.

"they are rather too big, ignis." [name] commented, still staring at their hands as they spoke.

ignis laughed in response to his partner's comment, taking a look at their hands. "why yes, they are quite big for you my love." ignis sighed, shaking his head.

the man then crouched down and got to his partner's level, staring at their hands and the gloves that now decorated them.

"i guess i'll just have to make you some new ones then, that will fit. i can't have my partner's hands freezing off can i?" ignis teased before pressing a kiss to [name]'s forehead.

[name] felt so happy and warm inside. they were truly glad that they had someone so understanding as ignis in their life.

"i'd like that." [name] responded, looking over at ignis with stars in their eyes. they were truly so grateful for having ignis in their life.

"these gloves aren't half bad, you know? i feel my hands defrosting already." they joked, looking back at their hands and squeezing them lightly to see if they were as cold as they were before. luckily, it seemed to be that the gloves were somewhat working.

ignis hummed and nodded, smiling sweetly at his partner. he found it adorable how they looked in his gloves.

"that's perfect. i'll make sure to make your gloves similar to mine so we can match." the man said, giving [name] another quick kiss before he pulled away.

gloves for their hands that looked just like ignis'? [name] thought they were on cloud 9 in that moment. but they were so, so glad. hopefully their hands wouldn't always be like ice blocks now.

☆ author's note: thanks for requesting again! i hope everyone enjoys :) keep the requests coming! i love writing them!

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hiiii I love your stuff and wanted to make a request. is it possible to get an accidental confession from the reader where we're either talking to ignis or whoever you choose about how we have feelings for either prompto or noctis and they over hear us talking about them? you can choose whoever or both. have a good day/night<3

thanks for requesting!

☆ not so secret

noctis lucis caelum x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

[name] paced around, waiting for ignis to finish talking to gladio so he could get some advice of his own. his brain was rattling around in his head, different thoughts squirming around as he stood there, consumed by his own thoughts. he need to talk to ignis, and quick.

after what felt like centuries, ignis was finally done talking to gladio. [name] took this opportunity and he quickly rushed over to the cook, not wanting anyone else to steal his chance.

"ignis. we need to talk about something. something.. serious. i don't know who else to tell, i feel like you'd be the best guy out of all of us to talk to." [name] rambled, voice rushing to finish it's sentence - just how the thoughts were rushing around [name]'s mind.

ignis nodded in response to his friend's rambling, seemingly quite concerened now for his friend. what could of happened? surely it wasn't something bad, right? because [name] surely looked distressed.

"yes, of course. you can come to me for anything, [name]." ignis said, giving [name] a small smile. he hoped it would somehow reassure him, or calm his nerves about this hidden situation to an extent. "now, what is it that you wanted to talk about?" ignis asked.

[name] took a deep breath, trying to calm down his racing mind. it seemed to work, or well at least for the time being. he could talk to ignis and not worry about his looming anxiety about the topic.

[name] cleared his throat, eyes focusing on the ground briefly before he looked up. he leaned in a little closer to ignis and he finally spoke. "i like noctis, romantically i mean. i just.. i just don't know if he feels the same. he has luna, a perfect, fairy tale ending to his story." [name] speaks, eyes trailing down to the floor once again. "no prince or king runs off with another prince, he always ends up with a princess - marrying her so she'd be his queen." [name] mumbles, clearly disappointed by the situation he has been put in because of his feelings.

ignis' eyes widen for a brief second as he takes in the initial shock after learning the news. his eyes then soften and he looks at [name] sympathetically, trying to make sure his friend doesn't worry about this 'boy drama' he has gotten himself into.

"i would've never thought you liked noct, but thinking back on it now it definitely makes sense." ignis chuckles slightly, shaking his head as he thinks of all the moments that had been shared between noctis and [name] over the years. it was clear that their bond was that beyond friendship - but to what extent? nobody knows yet.

throughout the years that all the men knew eachother, it was obvious that [name] and noctis were the closest. they'd always end up hanging out more, having more to say to eachother, or even having more secrets between eachother. it was clear that the two men cared for one another a fair deal.

yet, there was always a hint of something more.

there had always been a little glint in [name]'s eye whenever noctis was mentioned, or vice versa. there was always a smile, or a special applaud that the pair had for one another that they didn't have for anyone else. it was always clear that the relationship between the two was more than platonic.

even some of their friends caught up with all the signs. prompto was really the first one to notice, he even started to tease noctis about it. he'd often say how great of a couple the prince and [name] would be, and as of late he had been saying that noctis should marry [name] and not luna. noctis always brushed it off, however. he tried to act nonchalant, but there was always a blush on his cheeks whenever he heard the mention of his friends name.

whilst the conversation between ignis and [name] was occuring, noctis couldn't help but try and listen in. of course, his intentions were merely innocent. he had heard his name escape his friend's lips, and wanted to see if something was wrong. what he did not expect however, was for [name] to be confessing his feelings for him to ignis. noctis was perplexed.

the ravenette stood there in shock for a few seconds. he tried to process everything he had just heard, trying to see if he was just making things up. but no. he wasn't. [name] truly liked noctis romantically, and noctis felt his heart swelling as he heard the words fall out of [name]'s lips.

after gaining the courage, noctis decided to approach his friends. he stood besides [name] and smiled at the other man softly. it was the special smile he had only reserved for [name], none of his other friends. yet, this time the smile looked a bit different. it was as if the smiled was filled with an aspect of love and hope.

"i overheard what you said, [name]." noctis whispered as he stood besides his friend. ignis decided to take this as his queue to leave. he didn't even have to play the matchmaker, his friends were going to do that all themselves without his help.

[name] looked at noctis and he felt a little hot. perhaps it was from embarrassment, or perhaps it was even from the anticipation, the ever so painful longing of loving a friend.

"you did? oh fuck me.." [name] chuckled, shaking his head slightly as a nervous smile filled his features. noctis wanted to reply with something crude, but he decided to hold of for the time being. he'd say such things when they'd actually get together.

"i believe this prince doesn't need a princess.. another prince will do just fine for him." noctis replied, a smile on his lips to conquer the one [name] had. "that is.. if you're willing to have this prince?" the ravenette continued, holding out his hand for [name].

[name] nodded and he took noct's hand, taking a step forward to hug his friend. well, they weren't actually friends anymore. they were more than that now. they were practically soulmates, in all platonic and romantic senses.

"yes.. i am willing to have you and your offer of us being princes together." [name] hummed, feeling content as he held the prince in his arms. he just felt so relieved he didn't have to hide a part of him anymore. it was all out in the open.

noctis gracefully accepted the hug, his own arms going around [name]'s body. he wasn't sure what label to put on his relationship with [name] at the moment, but he was sure to find out. it was sure to be something that fit too, something that represented the two of them greatly.

"thank you." noctis whispered, pressing a small kiss to [name]'s cheek. the prince then earned a flurry of kisses to his face after that.

- author's note: hope you guys enjoy <3 decided to do noctis because i haven't written for him yet + there's barely any noctis content anyway

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