You reopened the love letters requests! YAY! Can I ask one from Sephiroth to the shy scientist (not sure if this qualifies, if it doesn't, just regular reader is fine). Flowers are:
BLACK BRYONT/LADY’S SEAL - Be My Support
CACTUS - Endurance, My Heart Burns with Love
THORNAPPLE - I dreamed of thee
NSFW, if possible? Thank you!
A/N: Ooh this should be enjoyable! I love those two so much. XD And she's still a reader and shy—I'm sure we all can relate to that one!
As a side note to others who catch this post: please check my pinned post or my description to see if love letters are open before sending one~! ♥
I apologize if this letter catches you off guard. I would have texted you, but what I have to say wouldn't fit in a mere text alone. Besides, I cannot say I can ever find a moment alone to speak with you on such a personal matter.
I feel we're both being watched rather closely, so this was the one way in which I could do so privately.
My mind has been in a race with my heart, wondering what to do let alone say or write. I worry if I say the few words that are on my mind, everything could shatter to dust in my very hand.
I do not wish for that.
I wish for it to thrive, grow into something more glorious than what I could dare even ponder on paper alone.
Often I find my mind drifting back to when we last spent time at The Gold Saucer. It was the one moment we were truly alone, and yet, I feel I didn't spend enough time to express deeply how I felt. I should have done more—said more. You are fearful of whatever expectations you believe I have, but I have absolutely none when it comes to my friends and the one I hold dear to me.
Hopefully, that last part is not lost on you. The one in this world that is nearest and dear to my heart is you alone.
Ever since I was paired to you regarding our work, I found the atmosphere about you quite alluring. There was something in the way you talked that made me feel at peace for once in my life. You talked to me as though I were your equal—or should I say, you spoke to me as though I were a patient at first.
You spoke me as though I were human. There...I finally found the words.
So many regard me as this 'amazing SOLDIER' with no faults. A god among men. I care little for that burden. The only reason that strength is cherished by me is that I have no fear that can obtain me. Save only one, and that's the loss of you from my life.
My dreams have run rampant as of late with visions of us together, hand-in-hand where none can disturbs us. With ease, I can feel as the wind serenades us, the canopy above giving us but a curtain of the sun's light. Every part of my body throbs with a desire that I am too cowardly to say before you, but perhaps on paper, it will be easier to speak of such things in person next we meet.
Though, I cannot deny... I wish I could see your reaction to such a fantasy. I can imagine you acting all the more bashful. It makes me smile, truly.
This vision, I wish we truly could meet one another in our dreams. A place where we could be undisturbed by all of those around us. For once, unbound by my duties and yours, we could be at peace with one another and let our inner most wilds come true.
We have spoken openly with one another a few times. My lips have spilled truth that they otherwise would not utter to another soul. May I ask if they can do more than such?
Allow them to tell a far more personal secret upon your skin as I trail from your cheek, to your throat and beyond. Your clothing will be discarded in haste by my own hands, as I whisper my ever longing want of you upon your throat, just feeling as you swallow harshly in eagerness for me to do more.
Will my breath entice your heart to quicken? Will you feverishly yearn for me to continue as I embrace you to where only your heart can feel my own? Oh, I would pray so.
Allow me to bed you there within the flowerbed all around us. A perfect vision for the perfect woman I wish to have in my life. My thighs cradling yours, giving them comfort and support as I stifle your cries of ecstasy with my lips, kissing you at a fever pitch. May your body blossom for me and me alone as I part the entrance to your womanhood with my ever growing want, feeling every budding warmth within you all the more.
Such a deep desire would have me crumble, my dear, as I shake with each eager thrust inside of you—claiming you as my own. Let the new sensation embrace you, allow you to fall to madness for want of more as it has me in these waking hours. Pulling you close, I would breath my love of you upon the nook of your neck with your breasts pillowing my chest. Let the warmth I wish to fill you with to grow roots and ensnare every lit fire within your soul to where you cannot find rest of my memory.
Will such a union leave you quivering for me to continue? I want to feel your body shake under me, hear you moan my name as sweat beads upon your skin like jewels in the night.
I want to do more than write about how I want you to be mine. I want to whisper it in your ear as I hold you close in this wretched, dying world.
Give me the strength I need to see you again. I want nothing more but for your fantasies with me to align perfectly.
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51-"We've become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about". Please? Thanks! :D
Noctis leans dangerously to the side of the gondola to catch a better glimpse of the cork board hanging by the fishing spot, eyes squinted and lip caught between gentle teeth in absent focus, he wanted to know what kinds of fish filled these crystal waters.
“You can go if you want.” Lunafreya leans against him in the heart-shaped seat, her smile stretched wider when their eyes met. “I can hang out with Gentiana in the bookshop.”
Noctis visibly prickles up. “No, I’d rather not. I finally get to hang out with you after years of just texting and writing, I want to catch up!”Â
She laughs, blissful and unguarded. “It’s been over two weeks! You’re allowed to spend time without me, you know!” Her smiling mouth presses a light kiss to his sulking lips. “We’ve become the clingy newlyweds you always complained about. You know, the ones clogging the narrow hallways to make out?”
The king of lucis softens at the gesture and glances hungrily at the small fishing dock in the distance. “You’re right... Wouldn’t want to be too overbearing.” Her eyes tell him she’s absolutely supportive of him going back to his hobby, even if her hand was hooked tightly to his elbow in an unconscious effort to keep him close. “I guess a few hours won’t do any harm but... I mean... Don’t you wanna try? You might like it? I’ll teach you!”
She hummed, still smiling brightly at her beloved husband. “After the whole fiasco with Leviathan and the near-death experience, maybe i should torment a fish or two! Revenge might be healthy every once in a while.”
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Which of your fics would you keep the basic plot of but rewrite completely?
Hmmm, that's a toughie. But between The Worthless Humans and Demon King of the Desert--both of which I plan to rewrite for original story purposes. xD
8. How slow is a slow burn?
Well like... oof...However long it'll take Oreana and Ignatius to get together, and that'll take books, I think. X"D I can enjoy a good slow burn and love for it to make me ache at times.
22. What is it about watching the same two idiots falling in love over and over again?
I dunno. What is it about them? *Acts innocent*
But seriously, I love watching it happen again and again. Can I write the same stories of the same two idiots falling in love over and over for years to come?
