#snerah

AND THE FANG CARD IS THE SAME ARTIST OF THE PREVIOUS VANILLE CARD I SHARED, THE ARTIST DREW FANILLE CARDS AND I LOVE IT😭😭😭💕💕💕

years of futile arguments over a cornered lightning wasting away her prowess and serving the sanctum leads serah to defy light’s wishes and find revolution of her own in NORA. a young operative serah falls heavy for snow’s confidence, charm, and attractive defiance (a rebellion so contrasting her sister’s, a man who encourages her radical ideas in a way her sister will never entertain, he’s everything she wishes light was). snow thinking she’s cute, even a little bit gorgeous, guiding her movements during training, finding his gaze wandering over to her after sessions, finding himself wondering why she stays so late after (later and later now that her sister’s caught on and screaming at her for working with the very people who serve as a thorn in her employers' side, threatening the life and protection she’s given up everything for), what she’s thinking and brooding over when she stares out into space and at their orphan photos on the wall, getting a sense of pent up turmoil inside. but he knows better than to mess with one of his younger recruits… until one day she’s crying that she can’t go home and he lets her stay the night. and he’s stroking her tears away on the couch and kissing all over her cheeks and once on her quivering lips, and she wakes curled in the soft haven of his arms that so remind her of her sister when they were little that she can’t help but cry again.

serah retreating to the fal’cie ruins and getting branded is a consequence of one of his missions. they’re a few months into their budding relationship (can they even call it that?) and she’s accustomed to his spontaneity and recklessness when it comes to rebel activities, but she still wakes up crying on the beach, screaming his and her sister’s names. she knows she’s a threat now, to the organization and her friends and her sister and to him (a NORA operative, turned monstrous l’cie?). the best thing would be to break herself off, break away from it all and lick her wounds in private.

“what happened? at least tell me that. being alone’s alright i guess. always was until we met.” snow’s guilt is what eats him up. one of HIS little band of misfits, someone he cares about, branded and cursed as a result of his oversight. “i didn’t know what to do, didn’t know how to set things straight.” if he hadn’t recruited her, hadn’t sent her to fight, hadn’t egged her on and reveled so much in stealing her from her snooty sanctum sister…

he vows to protect her the same way he does hope. “he couldn’t let serah face the wrath of the fal’cie himself.” he’s a humble man who doesn’t have much, but everything he has will be hers. he’s always been an all-or-nothing type of guy. “i’ll stand by you, no matter what happens.” he’ll bring her under his protection. he wasn’t there to be branded with her, but he and serah will be bound together in marriage under the sanctum’s eyes. an attack on his wife is cause for retribution from all the rebel forces he’s amassed and inspired. “they would search for her focus and complete it together. after that… he didn’t know.”

and thus their consummation is one of bluster and naivety and desperation and disaster, as he’s reminded of again and again through her sister’s fists. a fragile framework held together by his unrelenting passion and a promise made over a bridge that comes crashing down with the rest of their planet.

but what do promises mean now when half his family’s gone missing? the other three women he loved? serah so depressed over the loss of her sister that he won’t even bring up her name around her. lightning leaving him behind when they swore they’d build this new home together, going after fang and vanille on her own like she’d never given a fig about his feelings at all, like he wasn’t preening for the adventure, like she could nail him down so easily under the guise of becoming her sister's keeper. like she thinks he’s the type of man who’d be content to stay behind while his sister fights a hidden war without him. like she could just corral him into an ultimatum: protect serah or come after us.

“if you don’t know who you’ve got to save, you just protect them all, right?”

based of this draw the squad meme lol.

Drawing my fav FF ships as practice! Today is Snow/Serah! Even though I like another pair better than them, a multi-shippers heart lives on in me lol!