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Snowed In || Saturday [Jake Seresin x OC]

A Jake Seresin AU miniseries

Summary: When a massive storm shutters every airport in New York, you receive an unexpected call. Jake Seresin, the ex-boyfriend of your college roommate, is stranded at JFK with nowhere to go. Somehow you find yourself hosting Jake for a long weekend in your studio apartment. What happens when you realize that maybe your long-standing hatred for him was covering up something else?

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x OC [Ella Finnley]

Trope: Forced proximity; enemies to lovers

Warnings: Cursing, references to cheating, eventual smut

Wordcount: 4.2K

Masterlist here; Part one aka Friday here

You had spent seven years trying to reinvent yourself after college. Almost exactly three thousand miles between you and Stanford, and yet the ghost of who you had been haunted you.

The funny best friend. The sidekick. The mousy girl in class. The overachiever. The one who wasn’t invited to parties.

You had moved to New York after graduation and taken a job with a small newspaper, working your way up. Along the way you had gotten a haircut, figured out how to apply makeup with a wet beauty blender, how to dress for your small frame. You had traveled at every opportunity, made friends with people across the city, dated a hedge fund analyst and a bee farmer and a NYU professor. You had done everything you had wanted to do and more.

But when you laid down to sleep at night, or first thing in the morning, all of that change escaped you. And your mind immediately flitted to the version of yourself that you had once been but no longer were.

The girl Jake Seresin had known and loathed.

***

The day was bright. Blinding. You groaned, rolling over, taking the covers with you, trying to shield your papery eyelids from the light streaming through the blinds.

It was no use. You groaned, eyes flying open.

Jake.

For a split second you had forgotten that not ten feet away, Jake Seresin was hypothetically asleep on your couch.

Slowly, you sat up, peering over the edge of the couch. But it was empty. The pillow and comforter that you had laid out the night before folded neatly and set in the corner. You frowned. And then the sound of the tap in the bathroom caught your attention. A moment later it stopped and Jake emerged from the bathroom into the hallway, wearing a pair of joggers and a fresh shirt, hair damp. He smiled. “Hey Finn.”

That was it. Like he had forgotten how the two of you had left it the night before.

“I made coffee. Hope that’s OK. But you don’t really have much else,” he said, sitting down on the ottoman.

“Ugh, yeah, I meant to go to the store, but I never did.”

Jake shrugged. “I think that’s our only option at this point.”

You stood up, the pant legs of your silky pajamas pooling onto the cold hardwood floor as you crossed the room and placed one hand on the window. It was frosty. Blinding white from all the snow swirling in every direction. It made the air practically opaque. “Not it,” you replied, turning around with one finger pressed to the tip of your nose.

Jake laughed. “Fuck it, fine, I’ll go.”

You grinned. Maybe having him around wouldn’t be all bad. “You can go later if you want. I’m not a big breakfast person, anyway.”

“Later is good.” Jake sat on the edge of the couch. “Listen, Finn. About last night.”

“I’m sorry,” you blurted and Jake’s eyes widened.

He laughed. A surprised chortle. “Jesus. Never thought I’d hear Ella Finnley apologize.”

“People change, Seresin.”

“I know,” he replied, his voice softer. “That’s what I keep trying to tell you.”

You looked him up and down. You had rarely thought of Jake Seresin in the almost ten years since the two of you graduated from Stanford. But when he did pop into your mind, it was almost always at the most random of times, triggered by a memory. The smell of a particular flavor of vodka that you remembered drinking at his fraternity house, or if someone on the street passed with a distinct Texas accent. The years had dulled your impression of him, coated him in a sepia film in your memory that automatically paired Jake Seresin with dickwad.

Maybe, just maybe, you had been wrong. Or perhaps he had done what you had tried to do.

Had he actually, fundamentally, changed for the better?

“I’m going to shower,” you said, hooking one finger over your shoulder.

“I’ll be here,” Jake said, looking around the studio apartment. The warm water helped wake you up, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t shake the way Jake had looked when he said he had changed from your mind. There was something there that he had never embodied before. At least, not the Jake you had known.

You turned off the tap, wrapping up in a white towel and sitting down on the edge of the tub, grabbing your phone and dialing a phone number you hadn’t touched in ages.

She picked up on the third ring. “Hello?”

“Suze,” you said, smiling.

On the other end of the line, Suzannah whopped. “Ellie! Oh my God, it’s been forever! How are you?”

“I’m good,” you whispered, trying not to be too loud. “Listen, I have a question for you.”

“Everything OK?”

“Yeah, it’s fine. I, um, Jake Seresin called me.”

There was a pause. Then, “Why?”

You sighed. “He, um, he asked to stay with me. Guess he was stuck at the airport with the storm that’s coming in.”

Suzannah wasn’t one to stay quiet for long. She had an opinion about everything, from the color of your nails to the best way to load a dishwasher to why Santorini is only for tourists. So silence from Suzannah was telling.

“Suze?” you asked softly.

“I’m here,” she said after a moment. “What did you tell him?”

“He’s in my living room.”

“Where the hell are you?”

“The bathroom. Hiding.”

She laughed. “You fucking idiot.”

“Tell me why you guys broke up again.”

“Ellie,” she sighed. “You of all people know.”

You did. Jake had slept with not one but two of Suzannah’s sorority sisters while the two of them were on a break. But break in the Ross and Rachel definition of break. As in the two of them had parted ways for no more than three days before Jake had fucked the other girls.

“Why’d you call, Finn?” she asked. “You already made the decision to let him in, obviously. So what are you looking for me to answer?”

“Do you think people can change?” you asked.

“Yeah, I do,” she replied. “By people do you mean Jake?”

“Maybe.”

Suzannah sighed. “You’re smart, Finn. Always have been. But you don’t trust people and that’s your fatal flaw. To answer your question, yes, I think Jake always had the ability to change. I don’t date losers, babe, you know that. Even back then.”

I laughed lightly. “God, I miss you Suze.”

“Call more,” she said. “And not just because you’re hiding in your bathroom from my ex-boyfriend.”

“I feel like I’m twenty two again,” you replied. “Afraid to come out of the bathroom because you and Jake were fucking on the couch.”

“Sorry about that.” She didn’t sound sorry at all. “You need to go or else he’s going to think you have IBS or something.” Another pause. “Tell me something Finn, and don’t lie to me.”

You sucked in a breath. With Suzannah, you never knew where the conversation was going to go. “OK?”

“Is he still hot?”

You let out a snort. “Yes. Unfortunately.”

“That’s what I thought. Damn men for just getting better with age while I look like a sickly Victorian child at the ripe age of twenty nine. Anyways, I love you, call me when you’re no longer a fugitive in your own home.”

“Love you too, Suze.” You ended the call, shivering in the thin towel. When you realized you had left a change of clothes in the main part of the apartment instead of bringing something to the bathroom, you groaned.

Whipping open the door, you scampered down the long wooden hallway, shivering in the cold, rounding the corner on your tiptoes. Something hard hit you as your eyes were turned downward toward the floor. A solid mass smashed against your front and before you realized, you were falling to the ground, a small shriek echoing through the walls of your apartment as you and Jake tumbled to the floor in a heap of limbs, his fingers grasping for purchase on whatever he could.

Which just happened to be on your bare ass where your towel rode up.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed as the two of you smacked against the floor, your heads thankfully bouncing lightly against the cream colored rug to your left.

Your eyes flew open as something heavy rolled over you, your knee pressing up into Jake’s crotch instinctively as his fingers touched your bare ass.

“Oh my God!” Jake groaned, rolling over you as quickly as he had rolled on top, curling into a ball, hands cradling his crotch.

“Shit, I’m sorry!” you shrieked, kneeling next to him, gripping the towel around you with one hand, the other hovering over his pained body. “Did I get you?”

Jake moaned, nodding his head. “Yeah, Finn, you got me.”

You sat back on your heels. “Well you touched my ass so I think we’re even.”

“Fuck,” he muttered, rolling onto his side. “Not even close, babe.”

“Don’t babe me,” you said, standing up, making sure to keep your legs closed under the short towel. “You’re fine.”

Jake grunted, pushing himself to sit as you rifled through the dresser, pulling out a pair of jeans and a tight henley bodysuit. You brushed past him on your way back to the bathroom to change and Jake’s hand reached out, fingers circling your ankle. You gasped, looking down at him. He smirked. “It’s a nice ass.”

“Oh fuck off, Seresin,” you muttered, tugging your ankle from his grip as he chuckled. “Your balls aren’t even sore are they?” you called down the hall.

“Oh, they are!”

“Dick,” you whispered to yourself, shutting the door.

***

“Finn?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I turn the TV on?”

You scowled. “What happened to independent reading time, Seresin?”

After towelgate, you had emerged into the living room with a plan. To make time go faster, you and Jake would divide the day like elementary school. Breakfast coffee followed by gym class, per Jake’s suggestion, independent reading and a late lunch.

“And what the hell are we supposed to do for gym class when there’s a blizzard outside?” you asked.

Jake shrugged. “Yoga?”

The two of you had struggled through a yoga video that you screencast on your TV, and after Jake had obviously been staring at your ass in downward facing dog you smacked him on the arm.

But an hour into reading and Jake was already calling it quits.

He put his book, a worn copy of Wuthering Heights from your bookshelf, off to the side, kicking up his feet onto the coffee table. “Let’s play a game.”

“Game time isn’t for an hour,” you replied, never taking your eyes off of your book, a new thriller by Ruth Ware. “God, are you sure you have a job? How do you focus on any work?”

“I bounce around a lot,” he said.

“Bounce around jobs a lot?”

“Bounce around projects,” Jake clarified.

You looked up, eyebrows raised. “What are you, a drug dealer?”

“Finn.”

“What?” you asked, eyes flicking back to your book. “You never were great in school.”

“Hey,” Jake cried. “I wasn’t great at Sawyer’s fiction seminar. Doesn’t mean I flunked out of any other class.”

“You flunked out of Sawyer’s fiction?” You laughed. “God, that’s bad.”

“It’s been nine years,” Jake said. “Can’t you let little things go?”

“Nope,” you said, putting your book down. Outside, the snow had slowed so you could finally see through the opaque wall of flurries. “Fine, since you can’t sit still, why don’t you go to the bodega.”

Jake frowned. “What do you need there?”

“You’re kidding, right?”

Jake looked around before turning back to face you, eyebrows raised. “A hammer?”

“What the fuck would I need a hammer for?”

“Why are you sending me to the hardware store during a snowstorm?”

You bent in half laughing. “Wait, are you telling me you think a bodega is a hardware store?”

“Well isn’t it?”

“No,” you said, wiping under one eye. “It’s a fucking corner store. Bread, soda, beer. Chopped cheese. Midnight cigarettes.”

“You don’t still smoke, do you?” he asked.

“No, not anymore.”

“Me neither.”

You shook your head, standing up and grabbing your purse, pulling out a card. “Here, take this.”

“No way.” Jake stood, pushing the gold Amex away from him. “I got this.”

“Fine,” you said, sliding the card back into your wallet. “I don’t know, get us stuff to last another two days. Some pasta, maybe. Fruit so we don’t get scurvy.”

“Scurvy in two days,” Jake muttered to himself, shrugging on a jacket, “that’s new information.”

“Vodka,” you said. “And limes. I’m going to need to be drunk to deal with another day of being with you.”

Jake turned toward the door, shaking his head. “Aren’t you a delight, Finn.”

You tried to read while Jake was gone but every little sound in the hallway would make you look up. Finally, after five or so times of that happening, you gave up, setting the book down and sitting on the windowsill overlooking Fifth Ave.

He was gone for a suspiciously long time. So long that at one point you almost pulled out your phone to call him, convinced he had gotten lost, when the doorbell rang. A minute later, you tugged open the door.

Jake was covered in melted snow, huffing and puffing. He had two bags in each hand, and a bouquet of flowers under one arm. You frowned. “Flowers?”

He stepped inside, tracking muddy water into the foyer of the apartment and you grimaced. “For you,” he said and your heart skipped a beat. Jake set down the bags, holding out the bouquet of white roses. “For letting me stay.”

“Jake,” you whispered.

He smiled. “Just take them, Finn,” he said softly. “For once in your life, let me do something for you.”

“Fine,” you replied, taking the flowers and pressing them to your nose. They smelled clean and soft and you couldn’t remember the last time a guy had bought you flowers. You headed down the hall toward the kitchen. “Shoes off, Seresin. Stop tracking mud everywhere.”

“I know,” Jake said and he was close, so close behind you that you could feel his breath on your exposed shoulder. “I’m getting something to wipe it up.”

He reached around your body, grabbing a few paper towels from the dispenser on the counter to your right, his chest brushing against your back before he pulled away. When he did, a rush of cold air hugged you tightly, reinforcing the fact that Jake was gone.

Once all of the groceries were unpacked, you and Jake were settled at the dining room table eating two bodega sandwiches.

“You’re like a kid who was left alone for the weekend, do you know that?”

Jake looped up from his bacon egg and cheese. “What makes you say that?”

“The groceries, Jake,” you replied. “Ice cream, cookie dough, Doritos, mac n cheese boxes? Seriously?”

“I got fruit like you asked,” he said, taking the last bite of his sandwich and wiping his mouth with a cloth napkin. “Besides, it’s a snowstorm. Don’t we get a free pass?”

“Free pass for what?”

Jake stood, clearing his plate and your empty one. He smirked. “A free pass to do whatever we want, Ella. Whatever you wouldn’t normally do. Nothing is off the table.”

“I can think of a few things that are.”

***

Jake was better behaved with a full stomach. The two of you wrapped up reading time, and even played a game of Monopoly that you had found buried in your closet. Before long, it started to get dark, the sun sliding below the buildings until the sky was just a dark blanket peppered by the continuous snow.

You flicked the news on. “More snow is expected to fall across parts of Manhattan and the wider Tristate tonight,” the newscaster said. “We could see up to another six inches overnight.”

“Fuck,” you muttered, turning it off as Jake returned with two glasses. He handed one to you. “What is this?”

“Vodka tonic,” he replied and you took a sip. “Since I know you’re trying to get me liquored up so I’ll have to sleep with you.”

You sputtered, vodka spraying out of your mouth as Jake cackled, settling down onto the couch next to you.

“Easy there,” he said, patting your knee, squeezing gently as you wiped at your mouth.

“I think of the two of us, you’re the one that’s easy to get into bed, Seresin,” you murmured. His hand was still resting on your thigh.

“Maybe so,” Jake said, his eyes never leaving yours. “The couch isn’t too comfortable, you were right.”

“You’re not sleeping on the bed with me.”

“What if I beg?”

“Is that your kink? You want to have to beg for sex?”

Jake leaned back, taking a sip of his drink, his hand still hot on your leg. “Sweetheart. I’ve never had to beg a day in my life.”

You crossed your legs, letting his hand slip off. “Never say never, Seresin.”

***

Somewhere between the third and fourth vodka soda was when things started to blur. Jake had brought the bottle out into the living room, along with a pack of tonic waters and a lime on a cutting board. At some point, you kicked off your slippers, tucking your feet up beneath you and Jake did the same, scooting closer on the couch, one arm stretched out over the tufted back.

You leaned forward, reaching for more vodka, sliding a little and Jake’s arm shot out, catching you around the middle, suspending you in midair so you didn’t fall.

Your faces were close together. He was basked in warm light from the candles on the mantle and the soft yellow lamp in the corner. He smelled good and cozy and for a second, you could almost forget that he was Jake Seresin. He was just a really attractive guy in your apartment looking at you like he never wanted to tear his eyes away.

“How on earth are you single, Finn?” Jake asked, his fingers tightening around my side. His green eyes were clear and wide.

You grabbed the vodka bottle, dumping some into my glass, and Jake finally released me. But his knee was pressed against my leg still, warm and inviting. “I don’t like dating,” you said. “Every guy is the same. He’s Midtown East and he has three cell phones or he lives in Fidi and he works twenty hours a day or God forbid he’s from Brooklyn and he wants me to take the L on the weekends. He’s an Upper West side dick whose mother will never approve of me. He’s an Upper East Side prick who would never look my way because I didn’t go to prep school. Or maybe he’s another Stanford alum, but even then I probably won't be good enough for him somehow.”

“How could you not be good enough?” Jake whispered.

“You overestimate me, Jake,” you replied. “And you overestimate the New York dating scene.”

“You’re smart,” he said. “Beautiful. Charming in a really dickish, sarcastic way.” You laughed, head tossed back and Jake’s fingers on the back of the couch tickled your neck. “The whole package, El. Always have been.”

“You didn’t like me in college, Seresin,” you replied. “What made you change your mind?”

“Who said I didn’t like you in college?”

“You did! The way you always gave me shit and how you always avoided me if we were waiting for Suzannah at the same time.”

Jake shook his head. “I didn’t hate you. I’ve never disliked you a day in my life, Ella.”

“Then what?” you asked. “Why were you always so weird?”

Jake paused. You watched his jaw tense. He set his cup down on a coaster on the table and stood up abruptly. “We need more liquor.”

You frowned. “What? No, we still have vodka left.”

“Then we need gin.”

“I have gin.”

“OK, tequila.”

“Jake, what are you doing?” But he was already down the hall, pulling on his jacket, sliding into his boots. You scrambled off the couch. “Jake, wait!” But he was gone, the door slamming shut behind him.

You stood in shock. What had just happened? After a few minutes, you tugged on a coat and a pair of boots, slipping your keys into your pocket. The hallway was dark and empty, no sign of Jake.

Five floors later, you emerged in the lobby. “Ella!” Gerry the doorman looked up from behind the desk. “How are you sweetheart?”

“Hi Gerry,” you said. “Did, um, did a guy rush out of here a few minutes ago?”

He nodded. “Tall, blond, looks like a total player?”

“Yeah, that’s him.”

“He took a left, toward the park,” Gerry said. “Be safe, sweetheart. He looks like he’d break your heart.”

“He’s just a friend.”

Gerry nodded knowingly. “Friend. OK, doll. You be safe out there, it’s cold as all hell.”

You smiled, bursting through the double glass doors, getting smacked in the face by a gust of air. It burrowed into your skin, freezing you whole and despite the heavy coat your teeth chattered as you took a hard left down Fifth. Washington Square Park was five blocks away, but no way Jake had already made it that far, right?

No one else was out. Who would be so stupid as to go outside at nearly midnight in the middle of the worst blizzard in two decades?

Apparently you. And Jake Seresin.

You scampered across the intersection, crossing tenth street, hurrying as the wind gusted from one side, threatening to toss you into the nonexistent traffic on the avenue going downtown toward the park.

Up ahead, you spotted the familiar Washington Arch that stood at the northern part of the park. Snowflakes dotted your eyelashes and you blinked, pressing them away into liquid, before opening your eyes wide, spotting a familiar head bobbing down the sidewalk. “Jake!” you called out, your voice getting picked up and carried away in the wind. “Jake!”

Beneath your body, your feet scrambled along, pushing you closer.

“Jake!”

The man in the distance stopped and turned. The lights illuminating the arch highlighted him from behind. His jacket was too thin and as you approached you could see it was damp from snow, his hair sticking to his drawn face.

“Seresin,” you said, stepping closer until the two of you were only a few feet apart. “What the fuck? You’re like a shit baby daddy, going out for diapers and never coming back.”

“Get it all out,” he said. “Whatever you think of me, Ella. It’s time to air the dirty laundry.”

You frowned. “What are you talking about? I don’t understand what’s happening. One second we’re drunk and laughing and the next second you’re fucking running away and forcing me to chase you through a goddamn blizzard.”

“You didn’t have to chase me.”

“You left,” you said quietly. “What did you expect me to do?”

“Let me leave,” Jake said. “If you think I’m such a bad person, what do you care if I stay or not?”

“The real question is why did you hate me so much,” you whispered. “Back in the apartment. I asked why you hated me so much back then. And instead of answering, you made up some bullshit excuse about needing tequila. So answer, Jake. Or I’ll let you turn into an ice sculpture and I’ll sell you to 230 Fifth and their stupid fucking igloo bar as decoration.”

“I don’t hate you, Ella,” Jake said, stepping closer. Even drenched in snow he was warm. A furnace. “I never hated you.”

“So what was it then?” you demanded. “A Mr. Darcy thing? You ignored me and shut me out and gave me shit because you loved me?”

“Maybe.”

“What?” Stunned silence surrounded the two of you. If it was even possible, the snowflakes fell slower. As if they were suspended in the air. It was just you and Jake in the middle of Fifth Avenue in a snowglobe. You looked up at him, eyes wide.

“Did you ever think, Ella, that maybe I called you for a reason?” Jake asked quietly. “That maybe, just maybe, I spent eight years wondering about what had happened to the one girl who had seen me for who I really was and never let me get away with it? That maybe, just maybe, I took your feedback to heart and tried to change. And now I’m ready.”

“Ready for what?”

“For this,” Jake said, closing the distance between the two of you and sliding one hand around your neck, tipping your head back, bending down to press his lips to yours.

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leeus-writing · 2 years

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Master List 2020-2022

Please find below my Master list 2020-2022, This is a very very long list.

For Master List 2023 onwards see HERE!

Fan Fictions:

That Dammed Goose!* Those Dammed Geese

Bad things Happen - Nsfw

Goddess - Nsfw

Enemy - Nsfw

ShinRa HR Reports

The Marriage - NSFW TWs

Union - Nsfw

Meteor Falls - Nsfw

Holiday Specials

Reno

Halloween:

Reno’s Secret - NSFW

Puppy Eyes

Castle - NSFW

Treat of a Night

Lost in a Maze - NSFW

Spirit night Care

Winter

I missed you - OC - NSFW

A gift for you - NSFW

Holding you Close and Warm - NSFW

Fire Passion - Nsfw

Vincent

Halloween:

Thorns -NSFW

Destroy what's inside me - NSFW

Winter

A perfect Night - NSFW

Home

Not to Cold - NSFW

Cloud

Halloween:

Haunted - NSFW

Alluring - NSFW

Night time Hunts - Cloud - NSFW

A loss - Cloud

Winter

Look at the Stars

Sephiroth

Halloween:

An Unexpected Night

Demons

The Queen of Cats - NSFW

In the Shadows

Man in the Mirror - NSFW

Tricks

A Loss - Sephiroth

Vampires of SOLDIER

Winter

Meeting you again

You’re Back - NSFW

Holiday away - Part 1

Holiday away - Part 2 NSFW

Zack

Winter

Frosty Touch

Snow

Halloween

Haunted House

Nighttime Hunts - Zack - NSFW

A loss - Zack

~ Misc:

Barret: Affections

All: Siren

Sephiroth, Reno, Zack and Cloud: Hard Work - NSFW

Sephiroth, Zack and Cloud: Music

Sephiroth, Zack, Cloud and Vincent: Meeting the family

Roche: Relationship with a Biker

Sephiroth and Vincent - I love you

Roche and Vincent: Romance

Cloud and Sephiroth: Just Pick One

Cross over with FFXV - Oracle

2020 Requests

Reno - 2020 Posts

Headcanons:

Clingy Partner

S/O with Short Hair

NSFW Headcanons

New baby related: His New Born And New Fathers

Over Worked

Tourette’s

Arguments

Loving Care

A Size

The Bosses Sister

First Time ~ NSFW

Your Crush

Expecting

Ideal

Tie Him up - NSWF

Choice

One-shots:

Play Red had logged in - Nsfw

The Sweetest View

The Witching Hour - Nsfw

She has Power

Ice Play - Nsfw

Its You

Tickled - Nsfw

Choices - Nsfw

Hardest of times

Protective* Strength

I will always be by your side - Nsfw

Not So Chill - Nsfw

Doth Thou - Nsfw

I choose You - Nsfw

The Que Skipper

Not your Fault

Just Stay Safe

Waiting all Night - Nsfw

Don’t go, Not tonight - Nsfw

You’re more than what you think - Nsfw

I missed you - Nsfw

Sephiroth - 2020 Posts

Headcanons:

S/O with Short Hair

His New Born

Married Life

Arguments

A Size

Intimacy

Strands

What I need

Hard work Pays off

NSFW Headcanons

One-shots:

Sephiroth Meets the Family

The Blind Date

First Times - Nsfw

Something Sweet

Quiet Evenings

Time

More than just looks - Nsfw

Holding you Close

Welcome Home - Nsfw

I can’t wait - Nsfw

Over training - Nsfw

Goddess

Sweet Kisses - Nsfw

I Care for you

Soothing

Vincent - 2020 Posts

Headcanons:

S/O with Short Hair

NSFW Headcanons

New Fathers

What I need

One-shots

A night spent with the Dark - Nsfw

Something New - Nsfw

Something Sweet

First dates and Thunderstorms

Scars

Back Message

Comforting you in your Fears

Thank you for your time

A perfect Night - Nsfw

Thank you for your time

Cloud - 2020 Posts

Headcanons:

Affections

A Size

Intimacy* Ideal

One-Shots:

Confidence - Nsfw

Trust

Holiday Fun - Nsfw

Choices - Nsfw

Day Off

Zack - 2020 Posts

Intimacy

**2021 Requests **

Reno - 2021 Posts

One-shots:

Busy

Just close your eyes, You’ll be alright - OC

So forgetful

Accidents Happen - NSFW

Rosie

Come back to me

I’m Here

Out in the storms

Late nights

Hot Mess

Positive

Losing a part of me

Lost

Start of Something?

Photos - NSFW

Sephiroth - 2021 Posts

Headcanons:

Sephiroth the Flirt

One-shots:

Echo’s of the Past

The Mission - NSFW

I am Sorry for Everything

No Choice

The Next Morning…

Glorious Silver Hair

Amusement

Your not who you say you are - NSFW

In His Mind - NSFW

Cosy

Something to Squeeze - NSFW

Encouraged* Stranger Times - NSFW

A Kiss

Comi-Con

Home Cooked

Heart Break

Let me Try

Rookie

Vincent - 2021 Posts

Headcanons:

I’ll Hold you all night if I have to

One-shots

More than Just friends

Date - NSFW

Tender Loving Care - NSFW

A picture of Trouble

The warmth of you - NSFW

Safety

Holding you Safe

Laying here beside you

Spring Clean

Singing

Conversation with a Stranger

Better Differences

Migraine

Silent Words - NSFW

Tight Muscles

Music to my Ears

Sleeping Safe

Cloud - 2021 Posts

Headcanons:

Love me Close

One-Shots:

A Cup of Coffee - NSFW

I’d Die for you

Hard Work - NSFW

At your service - NSFW

Curves - NSFW

Rufus - 2021 Posts

One-Shots:

Guard Duties

Dancer

2022

Reno:

Headcanons

A Little Loving

Reno - SFW HC

Oneshots:

Clothed in Red - Nsfw

Mine - Nsfw

I care for you

Reno’s… Baby?

Reno’s… Baby? pt 2

Where is Home?

Don’t Drink Walled Fairy!!

Working Ahead

Personal Assistant

Love and Loss - NSFW

FIGHT ME!

I Know you

I know you, pt 2

What could have Been - Reno

Fate

Waking nightmare

Childhood Dramas - Reno

Diverse - Reno

Happy Birthday

Jealous

Alone

Sephiroth:

One shots

Hot like fire - Nsfw

Ice Fishing

A sea of Stars - Nsfw

Crystal Man

The Plan

A wins a Win

Touched

Portrait

Childhood Dramas - Sephiroth

SOLDIER Meeting - NSFW

Meeting again - NSFW

Don’t Go

~ Headcanons:

Understanding - NSFW

Gently now - NSFW

The Black Wing

The Wing

~ Vincent:

Headcanons

A Little Loving

A little bit of Fun

Vincent - SFW HC

Oneshots:

Childhood Dramas - Vincent

Diverse - Vincent

~ Cloud:

Headcanons:

The Wing

Oneshots:

Small Family

Jealousy Bites! - Nsfw

Please Talk to me

Late-night Visits

Nipped! - NSFW

Sleeping Hot Next to You - NSFW

FIGHT ME!

Silence

Curve Ball

What could have been - Cloud

Childhood Dramas - Cloud

The Strength of You

~ Rufus:

Headcanons

Cheeky getaway

Rufus - SFW HC

Rufus - NSFW HC

The Wing

Oneshots

Snow

The Bite - Nsfw

Guard Duties - 2

A Show - Nsfw

Living To far away

Personal Assistant - NSFW

What could have Been - Rufus

The Cold

Coconut Cake

Denial

The Kid

Who do you care for

~ Zack

Headcanons

A Little Loving

Oneshots

TLC

Snapped - NSFW

Green Fairy Strikes again

#ff7 x reader #reno x reader #sephiroth x reader #cloud x reader #vincent valentine x reader #rufus shinra x reader #rufus x reader #zack x reader #zack fair x reader

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suncursedhealer-old-blog · 1 year

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NOTICE!

This blog has been Remade (this is a side blog, I made a new account for it to make things easier on me) HERE is a link to the new blog. I will leave everything on here Un-changed, but some information might be Out of date. (New blog will link back here for those curious.)

Hello, I am Frosty (She/They, AroAce, with ADHD,) the author for Ichika. And this is my Writing Blog. I thought her up a few years ago and have been fiddling with her character ever since. I'll give a basic rundown of how she interacts with the plot below the cut. (I am working on a fic but I have re-written the first 5 chapters more then once due to the POV being weird and clashing with the story.)But first, ground rules! <3

Please Be Kind. I don't mind criticism, in fact that's one of the reasons I'm finally making a blog for this. What I do mind is needlessly harmful, or even potentially harmful comments, to me or anyone else. Just use common sense please. <3

No NSFW please. I don't mind a little spice but NSFW makes me uncomfortable most of the time.

Please don't ship Ichika with anyone. I have multiple reasons for this but I simply request that you don't ship her. (Of course I can't and won't even try to stop you from headcanon pairings but please don't bring ships onto the blog.)

Read the TWs on posts please! This is less of a rule and more of a warning. There are some things regarding her story that can be triggering. I'll put a generalized TW list under the rules with TWs that appear multiple times (or are major) in the story here, and then each post will be tagged appropriately. If it is not please drop into my inbox and tell me. (I have my own triggers and I don't like it when someone doesn't tag their stuff correctly so call me out if I mess up please)

Tiny thing here, I (Frosty) do not swear and while I'm not asking any of you to not do so, please understand that I won't be writing those words even if it is in character. I know several characters would swear in many situations but I can't write that without feeling uncomfortable. Thank you for not pushing. <3

~~~~General TWs~~~~

Canon Typical Violence, Canon Typical Gore, Mentions of (Past) Non-Con/Rape, Mentions of (Past) Abuse, <- a lot of it in that case

(I think that is all I need to tag for General TWs but it may change in the future)

In Character Introduction!

(please keep in mind that the blog is currently "set" early in the timeline. So the introduction reflects as such. The blog will hopefully progress through her timeline as I write more and eventually there might be a second introduction!)

~~~~ general rundown below cut <3 ~~~~

Ichika is lost in the woods when she runs into Tanjiro, who is on his way back home. (Ep 1) Upon the discovery of his family, Ichika does her best to comfort him and get Nezuko to a doctor. Blah blah basic OC insert....

Or is it?

Ichika has more skill then she lets on. Her instincts are on point and she seems to have more stamina then she should without training. Regardless, she continues on, learning information about the Demon Slayer Corps with Tanjiro, and doing her best to help the last survivors of a family she was to late to help.

There are some Odd interactions that Tanjiro notices with Ichika but he just can't figure out what or why. He doesn't want to press too much though, he doesn't want to be rude and Ichika is risking her life for his sister and him.

He does know a few things about her though. Ichika wears an eyepatch on her left eye, not because she's blind in that eye but because she doesn't like people seeing it. She is skilled in hand to hand combat and medicine. She knew about demons before she met him. She gets scared by new people so easily, but it's mild... suppressed... Almost as if she doesn't want to feel it or is hiding it.

(I will eventually add a Full summary of Ichika's story and link it here. However it will be full of spoilers so it might hamper the enjoyment of other posts.)

#DemonSlayer OC #introduction post #Ichika (Original Character)#Sun Cursed Healer #Frosty Speaks <3 #pinned post

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2017 Hyundai Tucson SE

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2017 Hyundai Tucson SE

The Hyundai Tucson is a compact crossover SUV produced by the South Korean manufacturer Hyundai since 2004. In the marque’s lineup, the Tucson fits below the Santa Fe and Veracruz. It is named after the city of Tucson, Arizona. 2017 Hyundai Tucson is in its Third generation.

The Tucson features rear exterior details and lighting that enhances its design and adds to your visibility. A brilliant combination of available LED taillights and twin, bevel-cut chrome exhaust tips plus a standard rear spoiler is sure to leave an impression.

Once you’re in the Tucson, look up—all you’ll see is open sky. The available panoramic sunroof extends from the front seats to the back, bringing in light, fresh air and bliss.

Imagine what you could see with a lighting system that moves as you do. Well, that’s the idea behind Tucson’s available HID headlights with Dynamic Bending Light. It’s designed to turn the headlights with the direction of the curve as you turn the steering wheel. Very illuminating.

Whatever the weather, hot or cold, Tucson offers features that protect you from the elements and even the paparazzi. Front solar glass keeps the glaring sun at bay while the rear privacy glass keeps wandering eyes from intruding. When the air turns frosty you’ll appreciate heated side mirrors with available turn-signal indicators, all done up to match the color of your vehicle.

The standard 17-inch alloy wheels and available 19-inch alloys were both designed to complement the Tucson’s sleek, European-inspired exterior.

This available feature makes loading and unloading your Tucson more convenient. The Hands-free Smart Liftgate opens automatically when it senses the Proximity Key is behind the vehicle within three feet for more than three seconds.

2017 Hyundai Tucson SE PRICING/PACKAGES

Pricing

Starting MSRP (Front Wheel Drive) : $22,700

Starting MSRP (All Wheel Drive) : $24,100

2017 Hyundai Tucson SE EPA MILEAGE ESTIMATES*/FUEL CAPACITY

EPA Mileage Estimates/Fuel Capacity

City/Highway/Combined (Front Wheel Drive) : 23 / 30 / 26

City/Highway/Combined (All Wheel Drive) : 21 / 26 / 23

Fuel tank capacity (gal.) : 16.4

2017 Hyundai Tucson SE MECHANICAL

Engine

Type : Inline 4-cylinder

Displacement (liters) : 2.0

Horsepower @ RPM : 164 @ 6200

Torque @ RPM : 151 @ 4000

Compression ratio : 11.5:1

Valve train : DOHC 16-valve with D-CVVT

Fuel system: Gasoline Direct Injection (GDI) : Standard

Drivetrain

Front Wheel Drive (FWD) : Standard

All Wheel Drive (AWD) : Optional

6-speed automatic transmission with SHIFTRONIC® : Standard

Body/ Suspension/ Chassis

Body type: 5-passenger crossover : Standard

Drive Mode Select : Optional

Body material: Advanced high-strength steel and high tensile steel : Standard

Front suspension: Independent MacPherson strut with coil springs : Standard

Rear suspension: Independent multi-link design : Standard

SACHS® gas-pressurized shock absorbers, front and rear : Standard

Front stabilizer bar (24.7 mm) : Standard

Rear stabilizer bar (23.0 mm) : Standard

4-wheel disc brakes with Anti-lock Braking System (ABS) : Standard

Motor-Driven Power Steering (MDPS) rack-and-pinion steering, column-mounted : Standard

Turning diameter, curb-to-curb (ft.) : 34.9

17-inch alloy wheels with 225/60R17 tires : Standard

2017 Hyundai Tucson SE EXTERIOR DIMENSIONS

Exterior Features

Wheelbase (in.) : 105.1

Length (in.) : 176.2

Width (in.) without mirrors : 72.8

Height (in.) without roof rack side rails/with roof rack side rails : 64.8 / 65.0

Wheels

Track (in., front/rear) 17-inch wheels : 63.3 / 63.8

Weight

Curb weight (lbs.) FWD : 3,300

Curb weight (lbs.) AWD : 3,463

2017 Hyundai Tucson SE INTERIOR DIMENSIONS

Interior Features

Head room (in., front/rear) : 39.6 / 39.2

Leg room (in., front/rear) : 41.5 / 38.2

Shoulder room (in., front/rear) : 57.1 / 55.5

Hip room (in., front/rear) : 55.6 / 54.5

Interior Volume

Total interior volume (cu. ft.) : 133.2

Passenger volume (cu. ft.) : 102.2

Cargo volume (cu. ft.) rear seats up/rear seats folded down : 31.0 / 61.9

2017 Hyundai Tucson SE SAFETY FEATURES

Safety Features

Driver’s blind spot mirror : Standard

Rearview camera : Standard

Tire Pressure Monitoring System (TPMS) with individual tire pressure indicator : Standard

Vehicle Stability Management (VSM) system : Standard

Electronic Stability Control (ESC) : Standard

Traction Control System (TCS) : Standard

Anti-lock Braking System (ABS) : Standard

Electronic Brake-force Distribution (EBD) : Standard

Brake Assist (BA) : Standard

Advanced dual front airbags (SRS) with Occupant Classification System (OCS) : Standard

Dual front seat-mounted side-impact airbags (SRS) : Standard

Front and rear roof-mounted side-curtain airbags (SRS) with rollover sensors : Standard

Energy-absorbing steering column : Standard

Front seatbelt pretensioners and force limiters : Standard

Rear LATCH (Lower Anchors and Tethers for CHildren) : Standard

Power window lock-out button : Standard

Front and rear crumple zones : Standard

Remote keyless entry system with alarm : Standard

2017 Hyundai Tucson SE EXTERIOR FEATURES

Exterior Features

Roof rack side rails : Optional

Dual fold-away heated power bodycolor side mirrors : Standard

LED Center High-Mount Stop Light (CHMSL) : Standard

Rear spoiler : Standard

Premium side sills (metallic painted) : Optional

Solar control glass : Standard

Privacy glass : Standard

Variable intermittent windshield wipers/washer : Standard

Front windshield wiper de-icer (AWD only) : Optional

Front fog lights : Optional

Halogen projector headlights : Standard

LED headlight accents : Optional

Automatic headlights : Standard

LED Daytime Running Lights (DRL) : Optional

2017 Hyundai Tucson SE INTERIOR FEATURES

Interior Features

Power windows with driver’s auto-up/down with pinch protection : Optional

Power door locks : Standard

8-way power driver seat with power adjustable lumbar support : Optional

Cloth seating surfaces : Standard

YES Essentials® cloth : Standard

60/40 split fold-down rear seatback : Standard

Rear reclining seat backs : Standard

Rear center armrest : Standard

Dual illuminated vanity mirrors : Optional

Tilt-and-telescopic steering wheel : Standard

Steering-wheel-mounted audio, Bluetooth® and cruise controls : Standard

Bluetooth® hands-free phone system : Standard

Smartphone/USB and auxiliary input jacks : Standard

AM/FM/SiriusXM/CD/MP3 audio system with 6 speakers : Standard

5-inch color touchscreen audio : Standard

2017 Hyundai Tucson SE WARRANTY

10-Year/100,000-Mile : Powertrain Warranty

Covers repair or replacement of powertrain components (i.e., selected engine and transmission/transaxle components), originally manufactured or installed by Hyundai that are defective in material or factory workmanship, under normal use and maintenance. Coverage applies to original owner only, effective with 2004 model year and newer model-year vehicles. On 1999-2003 model years, coverage applies to original owner and immediate family members (i.e., wife, husband, daughter, son, stepdaughter, stepson). Second and/or subsequent owners have powertrain components coverage under the 5-Year/60,000-Mile New Vehicle Limited Warranty. Excludes coverage for vehicles in commercial use (e.g., taxi, route delivery, delivery service, rental, etc.).

5-Year/60,000-Mile : New Vehicle Limited Waranty

Covers repair or replacement of any component manufactured or originally installed by Hyundai that is defective in material or factory workmanship, under normal use and maintenance.

The following components are covered for time and mileage limits indicated:

Radio and audio systems (i.e., radio, compact disc player, DVD player, navigation system and Bluetooth®): for MY 15 and prior, 3 years/36,000 miles—Equus: 5 years/60,000 miles

Radio and audio systems (i.e., radio, compact disc player, DVD player, navigation system and Bluetooth®): for MY 16, 5 years/60,000 miles for all models

Paint: 3 years/36,000 miles

Battery: for MY 15 and prior, 3 years/unlimited miles (100% covered 2 years/unlimited miles; after 2 years and within 3 years, 25% cost of battery and 100% labor cost covered)

Battery: for MY 16, 3 years/36,000 miles (no proration)

Air conditioner refrigerant charge: 1 year/unlimited miles

Adjustments: 1 year/12,000 miles

Wear items: 1 year/12,000 miles (e.g., belts, brake pads and linings, clutch linings, filters, wiper blades, bulbs and fuses)

7-Years/Unlimited Miles : Anti-Perforation Warranty

Covers 7 years/unlimited miles starting with 2005 model year (previously 5 years/100,000 miles for 2004 and prior model years).

Covers perforation (rust hole through the body panel from inside to outside) corrosion of original Hyundai body sheet metal due to defects in material or factory workmanship, under normal use and maintenance.

Excludes surface corrosion.

5-Year/Unlimited Miles : 24-Hour Roadside Assistance

Effective from the date the vehicle is delivered to the first retail buyer, or otherwise put into service (in-service date), whichever is earlier.

TIPS FOR CALLING When you call 1-800-243-7766 for Roadside Assistance, please provide the following:

Your Name

Vehicle Identification Number (VIN) – located on the driver’s side dashboard

Vehicle Mileage

Vehicle Location

Description of Your Vehicle’s Problem

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