#Felicity X Raguna

[milkymosaic]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Rune Factory (Video Games), Rune Factory 1: A Fantasy Harvest Moon Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Felicity/Raguna (Rune Factory) Characters: Felicity (Rune Factory), Laura (Rune Factory), Raguna (Rune Factory) Additional Tags: Fluff, Surprises, Pining, Chronic Illness, RFSS2022, Rune Factory Secret Santa 2022 Summary:

Ever since Raguna helped lift the curse that had been afflicting her, Felicity has been trying to think of a way to thank him. After much deliberation and a little encouragement from Laura, she’s finally ready to give him his gift.

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Happy Holidays everyone! This is my gift for @runefactorynonsense for the Rune Factory Secret Santa 2022. I hope you like it! It was a blast to write. ^^

[runefactorynonsense]

Cozytober - Day 3 - Home

[pxperhearts]

@rcguna​ asked: ☽ Our muses having no choice but to share a bed. [ for Feli :^) ]

How had it come to this? Their bed was deemed ‘big enough for two’ but Felicity could feel Raguna’s arm press against her own even through the bedsheets. That alone made it entirely too small and she was having a hard time focusing on falling asleep.

They had gone back and forth about it, neither willing to let the other sleep on the floor and in the end decided that, while they would share the bed, they would have separate blankets. That was the current arrangement but Felicity hadn’t counted on being so hyper-aware of his presence. 

Pretending she was asleep, eyes closed, Felicity turned ever so carefully so that she was lying on her other side and facing Raguna. Opening her eyes would be impossible now, lest he saw through the dark that she was awake, but at least she wouldn’t have to worry about feeling him press up against her so much. 

Inevitably, unable to resist, her eyes did open, just a crack, enough to see that he looked asleep. The moonlight playing on his features, she realized how peaceful he looked.

Her thoughts drifted to an early morning in a farmhouse. Birds chirping outside their window, the smell of the earth permeating the air, embers from a late-night fire settling in the hearth. Her body cocooned in warmth from Raguna’s arms...

Felicity cut off her thoughts and closed her eyes, feeling her face flush in the dark. Eventually, she’d find that elusive sleep, and when she did the blanket barrier between them wouldn’t put up much resistance against a lonely heart yearning for another. 

[rcguna-archived]

@soulcluster​ sent:  Felicity planted a kiss on Raguna's forehead. Then one for each cheek, and another for his nose, and them a few more across his face for good measure. She wasn't going to see him for a long time. Then, finally, pulled him to her so she could kiss him properly, slow and full of love. "Come back to me soon," she whispered.

No matter how expected the affection from his lover would be on his departure, it still had him blushing. So attentive, so loving, so playful. The litany of qualities were a projection of the woman herself and had the farmer’s heart fluttering all the same as the first time they had locked lips. He chuckles and shivers, laughs and sighs. And then, when finally she brought her lips to his, so too did he hold her close, with hands cupped over her cheeks as they pressed together.

The sigh that escapes him next is one of wistful regret, of his leaving and that no matter how long the kiss would last it would be too soon, yet it does come with a whisper. Raguna smiles. And kisses her again before her hands are taken in his.

“I’ll miss you, Felicity. It’s not home without you there. But you won’t have to worry, this trip won’t be like the last one. After all... there’s someone who’s waiting for me, so I can’t let them worry.” It bubbles up in him. Her face, already looking so lonely, was absolutely in need of yet another kiss, which she gets and with a last push he breaks away, both the lock and their hands.

“I love you. More than anything. I’ll be home to you before the festival, alright?”

[dcviated]

roll the fuckin dice || [ are you feeling lucky ]

send in 🎲 and I will roll a d20 to decide how likely the chances are of our muses being in a ship || alternatively send in 🛌 and I will roll the d20 to see how likely our muses are to have sex

@shadowcatskey​ sent: 🎲The Rf1 otp, please! It could be hilarious! (Raguna x Felicity)

Dice Roll: 3 2-10 No ship at all

“Nothing...? No ship at all? That means that Felicity and I won’t even be friends, doesn’t it.” The world is spinning, the darkness is creeping in. What chance did he have? A simple farmer? Her illness. The expectations of her father. The derision of the townspeople. Did it mean that it was too much to bear?

“No... I’m not giving up on her!”

[runefactorynonsense]

Cozytober - Day 30 - Campfire

[runefactorynonsense]

Here's a query for YOU: who do you think Lynette befriends first outside Guna and Mist in Kardia? And who does she befriend first of HER own volition?

I love this ask so much you don't even know.

For some clarity; for most Rune Factory games, when it comes to their protagonists and the possible love interests, I usually headcanon their ages as older than the game(s) hint at them being. So keep that in mind, and maybe add between 5 to 8 to even 10 years to your headcanon age. [I won't name any numbers, and that'll just lock me into my own math.] But treat these folks as their prime adult selves after the events of the first game, not ""kids""~

Mist is obviously the "friend whether (you) like it or not." Raguna is roped in by that genuine, adorable charm and Lynette would fall for it, too. Look at her, a second person so ready to extend care and forgiveness... And Lynn will just have to accept it and begin to move on into her new life. It's the easier choice. Better than feeling so goddamn sorry for herself (or worse, as we saw the lengths Ethelbard was pushing her to). Even if it feels strange being in such a tight knit and supportive environment, and even if she'll look for cracks that prove it's all a lie.

After Mist, though, once she forces herself to try and live in a new place...

Lara and Tabatha and Jasper wind up becoming nice to talk to.

[ With a bonus of Sabrina and Godwin, with the questions of Newmann and Felicity. ]

Lara likely puts up a furious air at first, How many people could have been hurt, how many HAD as those stupid things were put around town... (Not to mention those RUMORS that spread about how Raguna lost his memory....) but quickly comes to realize that Lynette was involved, but not solely, entirely responsible. Not to mention she sees Lyn as someone who is... Tired. Dragging themselves through every day. Lara gives a deep sigh. So. She aids this new member of the town under the promise that Lynette helps others as she tries to help herself. While those medical visits become less and less, both women can't help but cross the street and seek one another out to talk. They may not have much in common when it comes to interests or tastes, but. It's nice. Sometimes you don't need all that. A connection can just be there.

Tabatha and Jasper feel like easy conversation. Both are used to more sharp natured persons, so they wouldn't be offended. And both don't put stock in local prejudices, political lines, and the nonsense of governing bodies (Jasper with his ties to the Sainte-Coquille business affairs, and Tabatha connected to that+comparing to her original home). I feel like both would be very quick to see past where Lynette is from, and her previous "occupation."

Jasper is such a kind and happy fellow. I could see him just wanting to know about what it was like as a person in Sechs Aristocracy, if it's similar to what he's heard from x, y, z.... Asking Lyn about her life, not job, probably helps break some ice. Maybe Lynette gets to gossip about petty, tiny things that she hadn't gotten to enjoy before. And how about that line of meats from those critters native to the heart of the empire...? Oh Jasper NEEDS some of those cuts- marinated in a very specific way, Lynette swears on her life (and it's just a joke this time).

And Tabatha? She's so calm. So soothing. She won't force Lyn to talk, but will listen when the other dares to break the silence. She seems to know how to enter a conversation and could find the perfect, small gift to make someone's day. I've drawn Lynette before in alternate clothing before so she's not in her military gear, and I stand firm that Tabatha made that set. They're good for the local weather, they're made of comfortable, fine material... and it's got to feel better not being in something that made Lynette stand out so much.

Bonus in Sabrina and Godwin, who are names that wouldn't leave me alone when thinking about this.

Godwinnn. He's skeptical and rightfully so, but as everything calms down, he has to take a chance. It's either hold that grudge and be retaliatory forever, which would strongly influence those looking at him for his decision, or choose to trust this person and get back to some semblance of older life. He prefers the peace of the latter, and is rewarded- especially when she does find her own pattern in the town. In fact, he's able to, well, "forget" about her, in a good way. She's a face he'll greet with an "Oh-! Didn't know you were coming, how are things?" since he doesn't hear much about her. But it's a positive feeling. A hearty greeting. Not just a nod and a walk past.

(She has to be brought up in tangent given our affinity for her, as well, but Felicity was watching that decision- and she's. It's not that she didn't support the decision, and she doesn't think it was the wrong choice... but Felicity's going to need to see some effort and proof. This is a risk. Like Lara, but a deeper rooted feeling. Stronger if she's paired with Raguna, as she'd hear those rumors, and be disgusted by them. But she could be won over, if more slowly, as her patient FP/LP mechanic implies.)

I feel like, for some reason, Newmann would keep some distance, questioning Godwin's decision, while Sabrina would be able to immediately see this new townsperson means no harm. Sabrina keeps an open seat at the bar and the restaurant and could act as a conversation or a buffer- detract attention from some of those who haven't yet become comfortable with their new neighbor. Sabrina doesn't care for bullshit, and she's got a good example to set for her son. I almost wish Lynette were a jump older still, as these two could've been a fun freaking dynamic!

Double bonus; Ivan hates the living daylights out of her and there is absolutely no recovery, due to my headcanon of him having witnessed Raguna's abduction before his memory loss. Lynette also knows who Ivan really is, she'd done her research. This is a pact to act civil among civil people. That's it.

I know I've joked about not absolutely adoring RF4's characters as much as most people, but one thing it did that I appreciate was those conversations you could trigger if multiple towns people are standing near one another in a scene/on a holiday/etc. It'd be fun to get others talking not to Raguna, but to each other, to hear what they'd think. Early game, invasion time, post game...

RF1s. Please. I'm begging you.

[runefactorynonsense]

Valentines Day, 2021

Enjoy time with your various loved ones, or treat yourself to something nice, however you see fit♥

[rcguna-archived]

@soulcluster​ sent:  Felicity is browsing for something she can enjoy the beach in and holds up a two-piece swimsuit. "I don't know if I could pull off something like this..."

Was it luck that placed Raguna with Felicity when she had decided to look for a swimsuit to wear for the summer? Maybe he had assumed she already had one at the ready, but her requesting his presence was enough already to throw him off guard. He wasn’t fool enough to refuse at least, but he never imagined that being here for the actual deed, seeing her gaze flit from piece to piece, humming thoughtfully (like a song he never wanted to end), and Raguna...

...what was he supposed to do right now? He’s already seen a few swimsuits that would look amazing on her, but being forward and suggesting as much could be taken the wrong way. Even if it was obvious how much he liked her, the last thing he wanted was for the mayor’s daughter to think that he was some sort of pervert. Fortunately he doesn’t have to think too long on this conundrum, as the brunette is now holding up a hanger with a two piece swimsuit in her hands.

While not held over her chest, the swimsuit close enough that the amount of footwork that Raguna has to mentally perform to project it over and onto her form is easier than the walk up the hill to his barn. A slight ruffle at the trim, a cut along the top that would show more than a fair amount of skin. Not to mention her belly would be entirely exposed... and the bottom... her... and then... she would be... oh. Oh.

Raguna is staring. There’s no way around it. And whether a tilt of her head or a query or other sound, something snaps him out of it before it’s too late and he’s able to speak up. This is- Raguna should definitely encourage this, shouldn’t he?!

“Ah, r-really? But I think it would look great on you. The color matches with your eyes... it’s really pretty.”

[rcguna-archived]

@soulcluster​ sent: "Oh!" Felicity turned so that her back faced Raguna and then bent down to pick up the handkerchief she had dropped. On accident. Completely on accident. Was she doing this right?

The shore at summer’s evening made for the most inviting place to walk together. Dim light over the mountain sent a sparkle across the rippling waves and the tide soaked the sand and glistened like stars. There’s plenty of sights to behold but it’s the woman which Raguna is walking beside that has captured most of his attention. There was still some time before they would make it back north to where the beach opened up with the stone steps that lead to the town center, and with it-- where they would part. Perhaps it was because of this that they took their leisurely time, spent chatting about crops and stories and animals.

Somewhat uncharacteristically, Felicity is a few steps of Raguna, allowing him to appreciate other aspects of the woman because dragons know there’s little to nothing about her he doesn’t hold silent appreciation for. Her summer dress is airy, thin, and when it flows with her step it adds accentuations to her curves . The wind only makes it clearer, and sweeps her hair like a stroke from a paintbrush. To say that Raguna is enraptured is putting it lightly. But what can he say now?! It’d be rude.

Breaking his focus is when she turns to look at him, a compliment on the evening and observation about a bird she saw in the distance. He flusters, a rapid blinking of his eyes as he tears his gaze from her body to look into hers and smile. Nod. Agree. And breathe a sigh of relief. Then suddenly she’s turned around again, remarking she’s dropped something. Raguna, needing an opportunity to save face reacts instinctively.

“Oh, let me help you with that!” He exclaims, leaning in and being met all too quickly with the, ahem, heart of those curves. Her butt is right there. Right there. Even with the dress, there’s not much imagining necessary to think about what it may look sans the dress... and the image flares his cheeks, and in that half moment he remembered what he was doing- reaching- and the momentum sends his face right into the source of his attentions as it sticks backward towards him.

And so he stumbles back from the impact. “S-sorry! I didn’t see you were... er, there.” Right... you didn’t see her...

[rcguna-archived]

@soulcluster​ sent:  "Raguna..." Felicity's eyes were focused just above his head. "We're standing under a... That is, there's a..." A mistletoe right above their heads.

“Felicity?” At last he’d managed to find her at the winter festival this year. For better or worse, this time around he wasn’t dressed in the odd reindeer getup that Mist had pushed on him before, so he’s sans the antlers and big red nose from before. No, it was your run of the mill Raguna wearing a comfy looking Christmas sweater that he’d knit himself. Nothing to marvel at, but serviceable and roomy as a way to keep warm during the season.

He’d been about to tell her about how he made it upon her asking when her attention had gone elsewhere. Ah. It seemed yet again they were destined to end up in situations, weren’t they? Raguna almost considers it a misfortune, but in retrospect, having said the things he had before... could he?

“Well, I wonder who put that there... mistletoe again huh...” Rather than retreat or stumble however... well, he does stumble slightly. His expression is unsteady as he tries to find the confidence under jittering nerves, but it does find a smile and a way to keep his gaze on the girl... first her eyes, then a curious trailing of his focus to her lips. Instinctively he wets his own with a glide of his tongue. His heart starts to race in his chest before he even starts on the words to address it. Which he knew he had to, he’d feel quite a bit less confident as a man if twice this situation was dropped from his inaction and left to Felicity to resolve.

“I wouldn’t want to uh, dismiss the tradition, and, besides... well-”

“If you’re okay with it, I’d like to kiss you. So, uh... is it okay? If I do...?”

[rcguna-archived]

@soulcluster​ sent: "The leaves are so pretty this time of year, but my hands always get so cold." Was Felicity hoping Raguna would hold her hands? Maybe so...

Raguna was of course, inclined to agree. Though spring was easily his favorite month of the year for the weather, crops, and overall vivaciousness of the land the fall was nothing to dismiss. The colors, the food, the festivals, the pleasant search for things to keep the body and mind warm (before the winter would make such plights tedious). It was a time to sit back a little and admire the sunset of nature, the day turning dark but still illuminated with all kinds of wondrous things. Perhaps most of all in Raguna’s eyes, the woman beside him as they walked the trail back from the festival square towards town.

”Are you cold, Felicity? Here, let me see your hands.” His boldness in the offer would be looked back on in near embarrassment. The farmer was already so at ease walking and chatting with the mayor’s daughter that the thought and action more or less just happened. Was it the same (and would it be the same) for Felicity when she obliged? Most likely.

It’s out of kindness that he holds her hands the way he does, close and protected in his. But it’s out of something more that he cradles them as affectionately as he does. Felicity’s soft (and very much cold) digits were pressed between his hands like a child would cup a frog they didn’t wish to escape. Ah, an odd way to think of it for him? Wishing for her not to leave. Wishing that her hand would stay in his. It’s a comforting sensation and by comparison to his calloused hands, rough from work and strong from labor, hers were delicate and almost angelic. His heart flutters as he holds her there, this touch already so much for the poor yearning organ.

Is it bad, then, that part of him wants more? If he imagines how it would feel to take those hands and press them to his cheeks? Surely they were warm enough she would find respite from the weather there, and he too could feel some more of the touch he was realizing more and more that he was starving for from her. Holding back these feelings hurt, true, but seeing her smile takes that pain right away.

“Uh, is this helping? Ahaha.” The situation is starting to wake for him, bringing a greater flush to his cheeks. Had a minute gone by? Or was it just a brief moment? He’s forgotten. “Maybe instead of a scarf, I should make you some gloves this year.”

[rcguna-archived]

Ship tag masterpost, for my reference in case something gets eaten. This is tumblr after all.

though the past is painful our future will bloom like a garden :: rem x raguna in sickness and in health and in my arms :: felicity x raguna tbt :: zelda x raguna tbt :: anette x raguna

i will do everything i can; i will be that person for you :: beatrice & raguna

[rcguna-archived]

@soulcluster​ sent:  Felicity wraps her arms around Raguna from behind and leans against his back.

Raguna can’t help but tense up at the sudden foreign sensation on his back. He wasn’t expecting it! But... it’s soft, pleasant and... oh. OH. Felicity was...!!

“Hey, Felicity... are you comfortable there?” He sure was. There’s a part of him that wants to lean back against her. For reasons.

[runefactorynonsense]

Childhood OTP!

I am definitely one of those who plays games like Harvest Moon/Rune Factory/Stardew Valley and marries the same person every damn time. Yup.