First look at Kenshi in Mortal Kombat 1
I adore this bookmark description of ‘warrior’ a ridiculous amount:
Truly, the best and most concise summaries of people’s impressions of fic comes in AO3 bookmark form. Love it!!!
Anonymous asked:
Hiya, I’ve recently found you and I’m so happy you’re still active and your request slots are open!
I’d like to request a drabble of Cloud x reader in a married/domestic setting, like waking up in the morning, looking at your spouse and feeling so loved/in disbelief/happy that you’ve married them. It doesn’t have to be that specifically — just any domestic fluff would do!
Anyways, hope you have a great day and thank you for writing for ff7. It honestly makes me and so many readers happy.
Hey there! <3 First of all, my apologies for the long wait. Secondly, thank you very much for your request, that was such a cute idea and I loved writing it. Hope you like what I came up with! Have a great day/night and stay safe. :)
Happy Ever After – Cloud Strife x gn!reader
When Cloud woke up that morning, you were still sound asleep next to him, your breathing slow and steady, a barely noticeable smile playing around the corners of your mouth. You had your arms wrapped around your pillow, and Cloud rolled over, propping himself up on his elbow, to get a better look at you as he basked in the feeling of utter peace you always radiated in moments like this. Sometimes, he still couldn’t believe that all of this was part of his life now – that you were a part of his life now. It seemed so surreal that he was married to one of the most beautiful and purest souls he had ever met, and that you really loved someone like him enough to vow to spend the rest of your life with him.
Careful not to wake you up, Cloud reached out and brushed the back of his hand against your cheek, almost as if he needed to convince himself that you were real and not just some feverish dream. You scrunched up your nose, mumbling something in your sleep.
A soft smile flashed over his face. It truly was hard to believe that someone could be as adorable as you were right now.
For a while, Cloud stayed like this, softly caressing your face as his mind wandered off. He had always pretended that he didn’t need anyone, that he didn’t need love or a home when in reality, he had yearned for a life like this. A life he could share with someone he loved and who loved him equally. Someone who treated him like he truly deserved all the happiness in the world. Still, your relationship had been a bit rocky in the beginning.
Cloud still remembered how he kept pushing you away because he had been so afraid to fall in love with you, only to realize that it was already too late. You were astounding, in so many different ways. Even in a world like this, where people had to fight for their rights every day and Shinra continued to destroy their lives, you had never stopped believing in the good in man. You were gentle and kind and everything Cloud had ever wanted.
He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt you grabbing his hand, pressing a soft kiss to the heel of his palm. “You’re staring at me again,” you said, your voice still a bit hoarse after just waking up, “What’s so interesting about me?”
Could you please post the Cloud and Marlene comics on your tumblr? I saw them on your Twitter and I really liked them, but I don't have a Twitter to retweet them on so I want to reblog them instead, but I couldnt find them on your blog ;_;
Oh right! I never posted these back then 😖 I still like this so I’m glad others want to see it again! :’D
Domestic windwolf
“Good morning.”
Fujin was leaning over him, hair down and like a snowy white curtain around their heads. Pale eyes crinkled charmingly with his grin as Nightwolf opened his eyes and smiled up at the sight of Fujin. One of Nightwolf’s hands found Fujin’s waist, finding a hip and squeezing softly, before trailing up his bare back and then back down, touching the soft skin softly and the lean planes of lean muscle that made up Fujin’s back.
“Morning,” Nightwolf said back.
“How did you sleep?”
“Well. I had the opportunity to hold a god in my arms all night,” Nightwolf grinned, rubbing circles between Fujin’s shoulder blades.
Fujin chuckled, bending down and making snowy white hair pool on either side of Nightwolf’s head, until warm lips were pressed against Nightwolf’s. A gentle sigh rattled out of Nightwolf’s chest, warm enveloping his core that lingered even when Fujin pulled back, a smile lingering on both pairs of lips.
Even if they wanted to linger in bed all day, and probably had the opportunity to, neither of them were inclined to stay in bed all day and they reluctantly rose to get dressed for the morning and the coming day. And there would be plenty of chances to be affectionate with each other through the day after all.
“And now the five hours process of braiding your hair,” Nightwolf said, gathering up Fujin’s incredibly long length of hair into his hands, urging the man to sit on the bed with him so that they were level together.
“And yet you never fail to jump on the chance to do it!” Fujin chuckled as he got his mirror out to put on his eyeliner.
In reality, even with the length, it only took about fifteen minutes to fully braid Fujin’s waist long length of hair. Fujin liked to say that Nightwolf was good with his hands, usually with a shit eating smirk and a wink that had Nightwolf laughing. In truth, Nightwolf had braided Fujin’s hair so many times that it was all well practised muscle memory, even adding the hair decorations hardly took any time at all.
But this morning, Nightwolf lingered and took his time. Carefully following the pattern while his fingers brushed against the still bare plane of Fujin’s back and he sometimes leaned forward to press soft kisses to the back of Fujin’s neck and shoulders. Let his lips linger on the skin that smelled like mountain air and the coolness of the coming storm.
“Wanting to take five hours, I see,” Fujin teased.
“I am getting distracted by how beautiful you are.” “Aiming to make me blush?”
“Maybe.”
“I have a better way!”
Fujin gently turned around, the length of his braid meaning that Nightwolf did not need to let go. He just smiled as Fujin took his jaw into his hands and pulled him into a kiss. And indeed, it was a better way to make a certain wind god blush.
A moment in the Sky Temple.
Fujin: I’m immortal not invincible, there’s a difference.
Cassie: So you won’t do it?
Fujin: I never said that. Now start that recording and watch me!
(Does anyone know where this is from? I saw it on some incorrect quote template blog.)
Request for Nightwolf to stop Kano from stealing relics, and Fujin to fret over him afterwards cw: violence, mild language
“Come on, mate, we can talk this out–”
Nightwolf’s fist connected with Kano’s jaw with a crack, sending the asshole flying and landing on his ass.
“Cunt,” Kano managed, rubbing his jaw as Nightwolf came towards him. “You would have sold em to me when you were younger–”
Nightwolf put his boot to Kano’s face, breaking his nose and shutting him up for a moment as Nightwolf picked him up and dragged him over to a tree, meaning to tie him there until Special Forces could arrive to arrest him. Trying to steal from the Lakota-Sioux people was more than enough reason for Kano to be arrested and having Kano off the streets would give the Special Forces time to strike at the Black Dragon.
“Do us all and favor and be quiet, Kano,” Nightwolf grunted as he took and threw Kano against the tree, forcing a grunt out of the man.
“Now why would I do you any favors?” Kano grinned, his robotic eye lighting up.
Windwolf fluff cw: mentioned nudity
“It’s hot out today.”
“Yes, very.”
“…” Nightwolf rolled his head to look at Fujin. “My love, please, you’re the god of the wind.”
“I am afraid my dear brother has forbid me from using any weather altering levels of my powers after that one incident with the kombat kids,” Fujin groaned.
The two were currently within the depths of the Sky Temple, seeking solace from the heat outside. But the heat was permeating even within and the two were quite by the heated and bothered by it even within the temple’s stone depths. Fujin had already discarded the upper part of his outfit and had tied his hair up and out of the way to keep it from laying against his back. Nightwolf had also discarded the upper part of his clothing and had also tied his hair up as well. But the two still suffered in the heat.
“How does Raiden deal with this?”
“Lightning is hot already. Why do you think he’s always comfortable in a head cowl?” Fujin groaned.
The two miserably stewed for a moment, before Fujin looked contemplative, and then rose fluidly from his seat and holding out his hand towards Nightwolf.
“I have an idea. Come with me?”
Nightwolf readily rose and put his hand in Fujin’s. Fujin teleported them away, out into the wild forestry around the Sky Temple, able to correctly land them close to where he had in mind.
“Wow,” Nightwolf said, looking up at the rather large waterfall that was tucked away safely within the forest around it.
“It is used for meditation. But we started using a more gentle one closer to the temple and this one has been mostly forgotten,” Fujin said, already removing his clothing and setting it aside. Nightwolf took his own off and piled them with Fujin’s, the two taking a modestly sized rock and placing those on top so that they could not be whisked away, before treading into the blessedly cool waters.
The waterfall was not dangerous and the water falling merely had some ‘weight’ to it. The two gratefully stood under it and let the cool water wash over them, emerging completely soaked and feeling much better. Though they did have to remove the ties in their hair.
“Much better,” Nightwolf said when they went wading out into the river leading up to the waterfall.
“I have my moments,” Fujin proudly beamed.
“You do,” Nightwolf grinned, reaching out to him. Fujin came readily, eagerly pressing up against Nightwolf’s chest.
“Seeing you naked is a bonus,” Fujin smirked.
Nightwolf just snorted before kissing Fujin’s beautiful wet face.
Windwolf fluff
“Cold?”
Nightwolf tugged Fujin into his lap and into the thick blanket he had wrapped around himself, shivering as he drew the blanket around the two of them and shivering as he huddled against Fujin to build up some heat between their bodies. And Fujin wanted to chuckle, because it was cute in a way to see the blanket wrapped up Nightwolf, but kept that to himself, just encouraged Nightwolf’s arms around him and shoved those cold hands into his armpits to warm them faster.
There was a rather vicious windstorm outside that was cooling the air from the constant wind while also drawing in cold air from a front. Natural weather, really, Fujin had little to do with it and Fujin was loath to alter weather at a whim if only for mild convenience sake. Nightwolf, who had not been expecting the cold, was rightfully shivering as the two huddled together in Fujin’s room at the Sky Temple. The windows had already been shuddered off and covered to keep the cool air out, but the Sky Temple was usually being pretty infamously cool already given how Fujin and Raiden’s presences usually caused constant storms, so the cold day was made aware even within.
“How are you so cool to the touch?” Nightwolf shivered at the back of Fujin’s neck.
“I am the god of wind, my body changes with it, much like the wind can carry warmth or cold,” Fujin explained. “Do not worry, my love. I will warm here soon.”
Nightwolf squeezed the arms he had around Fujin tighter and drew them closer together. Fujin held the front of the blanket closed to keep the budding heat in. Hummed when Nightwolf pressed his cold face against the crook of his shoulder and neck, breathing against the skin and making him ticklish.
“When we have time, we should go somewhere sunny,” Fujin noted.
Nightwolf made an affirmative sound.
“I have not been to a beach in some time, I would like to go again. Raiden and myself sometimes went to this shore in England. It was always so cold and the sand was coarse, but I always loved the smell of the sea that came in on the cold winds. We should go to a warm beach that leads into an ocean! I miss the smell of the salt and the water,” Fujin rattled on, trying to keep Nightwolf’s mind on him instead of the cold.
“We should make it a date! Just a nice warm day on a beach to have fun. Would you like that, my love?” Fujin asked.
“Very,” Nightwolf murmured against his skin, no longer shivering. Fujin kept the blanket held closed regardless.
“Then we should set it up. I would love a whole day, or even more, of you just to myself,” Fujin beamed.
“And they say the gods aren’t prone to greed,” Nightwolf chuckled.
“My apologies, I am currently romantically involved with the greatest man alive. I wish to be greedy,” Fujin snorted, turning his head just slightly to kiss Nightwolf’s temple.
“I suppose that I will just have to bear it,” Nightwolf dramatically sighed before giggling with Fujin.
“Yep, you’re stuck with me, suffer,” Fujin laughed, Nightwolf joining him.
Safe and warm and tucked up together.
