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childrenofbahamutlogs2024-10-07 10:55 pm
relativefugue) wrote in childrenofbahamutlogs2024-10-07 10:55 pm
Howling and Hollow (Cloud Catch-All)
WHO: Cloud Strife and YOU
WHAT: What does your heart desire? (A place for planned threads outside prompts!) Cloud is settling in.
WHERE: Around Town and the outskirts, depending!
WHEN: A week or more after arrival, ongoing.
WARNINGS: Probable mentions of mental health struggles and trauma.
SUMMARY: A catch-all for Mister Final Fantasy! Here he is, trying to...Leave. Inevitably, he will be settling in, whether he likes it or not. What are those weird bumps hidden in that chocobo fluff hair? He fell and hit his head, probably.
WHAT: What does your heart desire? (A place for planned threads outside prompts!) Cloud is settling in.
WHERE: Around Town and the outskirts, depending!
WHEN: A week or more after arrival, ongoing.
WARNINGS: Probable mentions of mental health struggles and trauma.
SUMMARY: A catch-all for Mister Final Fantasy! Here he is, trying to...Leave. Inevitably, he will be settling in, whether he likes it or not. What are those weird bumps hidden in that chocobo fluff hair? He fell and hit his head, probably.
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All it does is draw Cloud towards the red even more, especially with the stifling loneliness he's been forced to face in this world. The predatory glint in Genesis' eyes, the purring of his voice, and the promise of secrets kept combined see Cloud fighting with his own feelings.
It did feel good. It felt good in a way Cloud cannot put to proper words. His body leans in, without him even realizing it. Silently, wordlessly, wanting that spark again. Wanting touch, and wanting Genesis and not fully knowing why outside his ludicrous attraction. This feels like it runs deeper, brings even more aggrivating mysteries up to the fore.
He's so lonely. Hurting. Vulnerable to his own impulses more than ever before.
"You sure as shit aren't surprised. More of that crap where everyone knows my future, I bet," Cloud growls, pressing his body closer still, if only to feel that fire just a little bit longer. He can only hope his true buried emotions don't show in his eyes. Exhaustion. Sadness. Fear. Loneliness.
This is such a terrible idea. Yet the words come out anyway.
"So what if it happened again?"