"Are you getting what you wanted now? This is what you wanted, right? You want your sister to hold you close, stare into your eyes, touch your body... make you feel good... You know it's wrong. You know you shouldn't. You're so ashamed of yourself. But there are those nights when it's all you can think about, aren't there? How much you want your sister to touch you...
...Say it.
Say you want your sister to touch you."
New Farroncest fic dropped!
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This one's a special case, it's my own fanfic of a fanfic. ao3 user Phoeny wrote a lovely fic a while ago called Sisterhood, with two different endings, both of which you should read before going into this one. Huge thanks to her for the inspiration, I'm quite proud of this one.
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Warning for mildly suggestive content, and for incest; if you want to complain, please don't, and do not complain if you read something you do not like; if you do, that's on you.
When Lightning (Or Claire, but it feels strange to be called it by anyone other than Serah and Lumina) awoke in the New World, it was a few days after Serah did,
Seeing Serah again made Lightning feel a surge of emotions, and above all else, there was one she focused on:
Love: And one that wasn't exactly... sisterly.
Back then, before everything went to shit, Lightning knew the way Serah looked at her. She knew it wasn't right, and kept it to herself.
When Serah started dating Snow, it was then Lightning had the revelation of how much she needed Serah, and only Serah, in her life.
But then, the whole mess started; and ended, before Yeul launched her to Valhalla (she still isn't sure on what to make of Serah and Yeul...), and then, Serah...
Being The Saviour was tiring. It was, she believed, a good cause, but she was still tired. Sometimes, she spent her time standing so still, time itself paused for her. And during those times, there was only one single thing on her mind. A person. A name.
Serah Farron.
Serah, Serah, Serah.
And then, the finale; she killed God, and founded the New World. She was happy. Happier in eons.
Then, Lumina--Lumina Farron--appeared.
It was so strange, seeing two mirror images of her little sister, but the two were everything the other wanted.
For Lumina, she wanted to have a relaxed persona; for Serah, she wanted to be more confident.
Though, that wasn't the end of the things that happened.
It was meant to be a nonchalant comment, a throwaway gag, as Lightning saw Serah without Snow when the two were in their new, oddly cozy home. "I haven't seen Snow in a while. Something wrong between you and him?"
Serah looked up at Lightning from the collection of movies she had. "Oh, right, I never said. Me and Snow... are done."
Lightning's mind was ablaze with emotions, and one was joy, of all things. Serah continued, picking up one that featured that one symbiotic alien. "After everything, Snow and I thought we should try and stop; he was great, really! It's just that, well... it wasn't going to work out, after all the trouble we've been through..."
She then smiled, looking at Lightning. "And, besides, I may have found something better."
"What do you mean?"
The pinkette rolled her eyes, crystal blue meeting the ones of her older sister. "You, Claire. Cheesy, I know, but... after travelling through time itself, it helped me get my thoughts together. And it made me realise that, holy Etro, I am down bad."
Lightning blinked. "Eh?"
A giggle from behind her made the hair on the back of Lightning's neck stick up, as Lumina came into her vision, crystal blue twinkling. "It means that, no offense, Serah wants you to ram her into the mattress."
Pink dashed across Lightning's cheeks, and red exploded on Serah's. "I-I do not!"
"Serah, sis, don't deny it." Lumina moved like a snake towards, her 'twin', a mischievous smile on her lips. "When Light came back from the gym the other day, I'm pretty sure it wasn't magic that made water gush out of your pants~"
Serah's face was burning now. "S-So?!"
Lumina poked Serah's cheek. "C'mon, Lil Sis: be honest for once~!"
Serah groaned heavily, hands reaching her face to scream into them. Turning to Lightning, her face alight, "WHY ARE YOU SO SEXY?!"
Lightning... blinked. She thought she herself wasn't unattractive, but...
Lumina quirked the left side of her lip. "Light seems to be in denial...~"
Lightning, meanwhile, knew one thing: she was glad as all fuck for her l'Cie strength. one small mercy.
Everyone seemed to take to their relationship well; Sazh was just happy Lightning didn't look like she wanted to murder anyone; Hope looked a little sad, but he knew his crush wasn't exactly gonna wait for him; Snow, oddly, also seemed happy; also a little sad, but mostly because he can't call Lightning 'Sis' anymore.
Fang and Vanille, though? Those two were smug as fuck.
The two were dating; in the past, during the travels, the two were rather open about it, and Lightning even got dragged into it. Later on, Serah even got roped in. And then, in this world, the sisters were subjected to the primal Pulse ladies. Lightning and Serah still have phantom pains, even if they are nice/
The four were, and weren't, a thing. They all can admit they like each other, but four ways are, well... Lightning has enough with just Serah and Lumina.
Of course, then enter Yeul. Well, Yeuls.
They guard death itself, and one of them was left with Noel. Poor guy deserves it. But Serah was one they liked as well, it seems.
The first time it happened, Lightning was walking back home, Fang tagging along, and she saw the light on. Nothing bad, but it was late. Very late.
"Maybe she's having her rebel phase?" Fang joked, but even that brought back memories to Lightning.
"Serah hasn't had that in years, thankfully."
"Maybe she and Lumina are having a girl's night?" Fang offered next, as Lightning opened the door.
The soldier shrugged. "I'll see, soon enough. it had better be for a good reason."
"Heh, I had always wondered why--" the door closed, and Lightning listened.
There was Serah. Moaning. And another voice. Multiple. Ones she knew was familiar.
When she went upstairs, the door was flung open, and Lightning was greeted to a sight she was sure belonged on a painting.
A chaotic mess of bodies, with Serah in the middle upon her huge bed (a small debate, wherein Lightning gave in to it), and Yeul. And another. in fact, there was about ten of them, with an eleventh at Lightning's side, a veil on her face.
"Hello, Lightning." They greeted, a smile on their face. In the background, the Yeuls continued their tryst with Serah, Serah's sweet moans a paradox between wanting them to slow down and for them to go on.
"Yeul," Lightning greeted back plainly. there wasn't much to say, the past notwithstanding.
"Ah, you are still mad at us for what happened in the Old World." Veil Yeul noted. Her face was passive, and her eyes went between looking at Lightning and staring at Serah.
Lightning looked back, her lips in a small line.
This world was so, so strange.
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And yet, with that strangeness, came the bliss.
Lightning was young when she started to cook. Even now, she does it from time to time, but only simple foods and breakfasts. She nor Serah minded; it was maybe a telling that Lightning liked to play by the rules.
While Serah didn't, and usally made feasts.
It was the lead-up to the festive time of year, with snow dancing around the world and falling to the ground. Lightning, however didn't see.
She got a cold. Something that made her laugh from the sheer irony of a cold bringing her down, and annoyance because it was really starting to get on her nerves.
Getting another clean tissue, she looked over at Serah, who was preparing what was by the far the single largest turkey she's ever laid her eyes upon. "Everything okay, Serah?"
Serah smiled warmly, her hands expertly multitasking. "Claire, don't worry, seriously! I can do this. You know that, right?"
"I do, don't worry; I just thought--" she stopped to sneeze, wiping her nose with the tissue. "--Lumina would be helping."
"Oh, Lumina is banned from the kitchen." Serah said as casually as the weather or her fighting Caius Ballad.
"...?" Lightning's face scrunched up further.
"You look cute like that, Claire; but you know how I had to replace the pan last week? Lumina tried to cook something, and it started to spark."
"I pled innocence, and that the pan was busted." Lumina quickly slid by, trying to sneak but the back of her hair was grabbed by Serah, who had an eyebrow raised.
"Lumina, it was brand new."
"Nuh uh."
Serah's expression become more flat, and started to look like Lightning's expression when she was on Coccon; murder, mainly.
At the end of the night, however, one thing was true to Lightning and everyone she knew and loved.
That this was, is, and will be, the best possible outcome. Lightning believes this with all her heart. And as the snow fell, Lightning found herself smiling, looking out of the window with Serah and Lumina at her sides.
"Beautiful." Lightning uttered, and she meant it with her whole heart.
I’m kinda scared to continue playing FFXIII because I know, I know, that as soon as I do, all my farroncest, fangrai, fanille, vanrai, and ferah feels will come back and I won’t be able to focus on anything else.
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The phone didn’t ring.
But to be fair, it never did anymore. Lightning turned her cell over in her hand a couple times, willing her sister to finally call, to finally care , and yet it seemed that even an ambiguous text indicating her crippling depression wasn’t enough to tear Serah away from her picture-perfect little life. Lightning kept her phone on silent these days, but for a while she had hoped one of her “friends” would be decent enough to check up on her. They only came around if was about their problems; Lightning had always been the so-called “Mother Hen” - everyone looked up to or asked for advice. But now no one was there to be found; they were all wrapped up in their happiness to even care how she was doing. None of them understood what she was going through, being stripped of all her emotions from a shit perverted God.
She snapped at the littlest things now. The day before,the shove burnt her hand while she was trying to cook dinner. Lightning threw the pot across the kitchen into the wall, leaving a hole in the plaster on impact. She cursed at herself, collapsing on the ground, quiet sobs coming from her throat. Is this why her friends had abandoned her? Because she wasn’t in control of her emotions? Lightning was born to keep those emotions in check, those emotions belong to her... Claire ...
All those weak, pathetic, disgusting emotions... Lightning wanted no business with them; She never wanted to let those feelings surface, especially when Serah was around. She had buried whatever feelings she harbored when they became orphaned. Lightning had a responsibility to take care of Serah, to provide and protect her. She couldn’t let her attraction get in the way of that or she could end up losing the only family she had left. After awhile, Lightning had all but forgotten about her incestuous attraction to Serah. At least, until everyone had been reborn into the new world.
Is that why Serah left her? Because she couldn’t handle how out of control Lightning was? At first, Serah didn’t mind looking out for her older sister. She understood to a degree what Lightning had been going through, the random bits of anger, the uncontrollable sobbing in the late hours of the night, and the child-like cuddling. Serah knew how to comfort her; the innocent light back touches and forehead kisses while Lightning snuggled into her. That’s when her feelings had started to resurface.
Lightning began pushing Serah away then, as she didn’t know how to handle this any other way. After she snapped and pushed Serah off of her one afternoon when the smaller girl had tried hug her, that was when Serah had had enough of her sister andpacked what little she had in their house and left.
“I’m sorry, Claire. But it hurts too much to see you like this. I love you.”
Those words still haunted Lightning every waking moment, and every time she dreamed. After that, Serah ran back to her perfect life with Snow. The man was her knight in shining armor, after all; her protector, her hero . But in the end, what did he do besides wait until the end of the world for her? Lightning had sacrificed everything for her, she gave her own life to keep Serah safe, but for what? Some thick-headed man with a behemoth sized brain who threw pretty words her way? It had her sick to the core.
Lightning pressed her palm to her forehead and felt sweat-slicken skin. Restless nights were plagued with nightmares. The pink haired woman needed a shower - a long, cold shower. Finally gathering what strength she had left, Lightning rose her legs off of the bed, stretching her tense muscles. She stalked her way into the bathroom, flicking on the light switch before running the cold water for her shower. As she began to lift the tank top off her shoulder, her eyes landed on the mirror. Lightning hardly looked at herself in the mirror now, as honestly she couldn’t even recognize the woman looking back at her anymore. Bhunivelze had changed so much about her; her breasts were larger than they were before, her once youthful face was reconstructed into someone a bit older. What bothered her the most though was that her navel piercing was taken away from her, like it never even existed. The parts that made Lightning her , were all gone.
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hey so I wrote a fanfic 👉👈 it's about Lightning and Serah from FFXIII (they are sisters) (they love each other very much) (also they fuck) (also it's omegaverse) (big sister have penis) (also im new to omegaverse please let me know if I get stuff wrong) (this is primarily a vibes based affair) (also please leave feedback if u liked it thank u)
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"Light..." Serah managed to mumble out between heavy breaths. "Please... Just fuck me already, I need-!"
"Shut. The Fuck. Up."
Serah's pleas were cut short by Light's other hand over her mouth.
"You want me to do this?" Lightning asked, breathing just as heavy against Serah's cheek, letting their scents intermingle and overwhelm. She didn't really need an answer at this point. Serah was right, they were too far gone.
She received a quick nod and a muffled "mhm" in reply nonetheless.
"Then you don't talk until I say you can."
Serah wanted to obey her Alpha, of course. But it wasn't an easy command to follow with Light's cock slowly, slowly entering her at last.
