/light/ - Literally Perfect

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Awesome. My time to shine.

I can contribute 3D

>>32
Nice. Who is she?

>>34
She goes by eerie, she's a model for Famitsu and streams on Nico sometimes.

>>40
Don't be making me fall in love now

Petite booty = best booty

I wrote a short story a while back about some Hope/Light ss.
Should I dump?

>>52
Alright, but it's a bit of a read.

Hope was staring. He knew he was staring, but he made no effort to stop, especially considering who he was staring at. Lightning Farron. Or, at least that was her moniker. From what little he knew of her, she was a former soldier of the Guardian Corps, 21 years old and extremely beautiful. That last part he kept to himself, though, since she's probably pound him into a pulp if he said as much out in the open.
The first time they met, he found her to be quite intimidating. She possessed a certain strength of character that made her seem resolute and determined in a way that Hope could only dream of. Her every action seemed focused, every body movement measured, every sentence calculated. It was as though she was an amalgamation of efficiency, dedication and direction. Not really qualities that could be described as endearing, but they struck a chord with Hope. She was his polar opposite, wielding every characteristic that he did not, to say nothing of her physical skills - stamina, endurance, fitness, all things she had in abundance that Hope lacked.
It was, in fact, these very qualities that drew Hope to her in the hopes that he might one day be able to wield such attributes for his own. Above all else, that he could exact vengeance upon Snow Villiers. In truth, their mutual disdain for the man was the only thing they had in common.
Back in the Vile Peaks, however, she had almost left him behind, citing his weakness as a liability. Were it not for Odin's intervention, Hope worried that Lightning would have left him to his own devices while she persevered in her attempts to bring down the Sanctum. But she didn't, and instead chose to take him under her wing. Compassion, it seemed, was another of her saving graces.
And graceful she was. Hope couldn't figure out if it was another attribute she controlled or whether it radiated naturally, but she carried herself so well. A sight to behold, whether in combat or at rest. He could lose himself, as well as a few hours, just staring at Lightning Farron. Which is exactly what he was doing right now.

"Something the matter?"

"H-huh?"

"You've been looking towards me for a while now. Is there something on your mind?"

>Oh, not really. I just couldn't help but stare in complete admiration of the woman teaching me how to be strong.

"Just brooding over some stuff."

"Remember Hope. If you spend too long fixating over one thing, it can distract you from everything else that's happening around you. Without input, you can't make good decisions. Take in your surroundings, but don't be overwhelmed by them."

"I'll try to keep it in mind. There's more to being on point than meets the eye huh?"

"Don't worry about it. You're doing fine."

Hope was a little taken aback by that. Not long ago, Lightning was ready to leave him and continue down her own path. Now she was encouraging him, giving him support and advice whenever he needed it. Just like mom.

>Wait, what?

Did Hope just compare Light to his mother? Lightning was certainly a lot of things but maternal wasn't one of them. She was a warrior focused on battle. She'd fight her way towards a goal and take down anybody who was foolish enough to get in her way. But that begged the question: why did Hope compare them? Was it was because Lightning was doing the things Nora used to do for him? Yes, that was the most reasonable explanation. What other role could Lightning play in Hope's life who would do these sorts of things?

Continued.

>>65
…..That didn't sound right. Hope felt like he shouldn't be on the receiving end of this conversation - like he's switched bodies with someone that Lightning really loved. So his next utterance didn't come as much surprise to either of them.

"W…w-what?"

"I said I love you Hope Estheim."

Sensory overload again. Somewhere in the back of his head Hope knew that he must have had a really goofy look on his face. But at the same time he didn't care. Because he knew that she didn't care either.

>Wait, what's happening to her face?

Hope realized it was slightly larger now than it was a moment ago. On top of that her eyes were nowhere near as open as they were before. And her mouth with a little contorted. Twisted, even.

>No. That's impossible. That could never happen to me. Any second now Snow's probably gonna wake me up and tell me we're leaving. Or I'll remember I'm supposed to be fighting right now. Or my fever will break and I'll stop being delirious. I mean, this isn't happening right? There's….just no way this could possibly happen in a million-

Hope didn't have time to finish the thought before he felt a set of lips pressed against his. For a brief instant everything froze. Slowly, Hope was able to digest what was going on, and soon threw himself into the kiss.
The sensation was unlike anything he had experienced before in his life. Light's lips were so very soft, with a hint of strawberry. Her movements were smooth and comforting. Hope tried as hard as he could to make the kiss enjoyable. He relaxed his muscles and tried to follow Light's lead, gently tracing invisible patterns on her lips and trying to avoid bumping her nose. When he felt a hand clasp at hairs on the back of his head he reciprocated with a hand on Light's cheek. Hope wasn't quite sure what he was doing - it was his first kiss after all - but he enjoyed taking little cues from Light, and she seemed to be enjoying it too.
Unfortunately their mutual need for air got in the way of things. They separated, breathlessly, and gazed deeply into each other's eyes. They both knew. The first kiss was just a formality. Now's where it would get interesting.
Leaning forwards, Hope could feel a sense of urgency from Lightning this time but wasn't quite sure what to do about it. So he tried running his tongue along the edges of Light's lip and felt her mouth open to him. Ecstasy filled him as Hope deepened the kiss, teasing Light's tongue with his won. It felt a little weird to have something warm and slimy inside his mouth, but it was something Hope easily felt he could get used to - especially with more training from Light.
Needless to say, he was no match for Light's technique and skill but he tried to give as good as he got, mimicking her movements and sensually holding her chin. Hope just couldn't get over how incredibly soft she was, and her taste kept pervading him in the most seductive manner. He was putty in her hands.
Hope wasn't quite sure how long the kiss had lasted - minutes and hours had lost all meaning. But what he did know for certain was that he never wanted it to end. Unfortunately his lungs objected again and he had to take in air. Staring into Light's eyes, he couldn't explain why he felt this way but he knew deep in his heart that he loved her just as much as she loved him and would gladly give his life to protect her.
Sometime later they fell backwards together onto the sofa and sat in each others arms, a comfortable silence looming.

"I wish this moment would never end Light."

"It's Claire."

"What?"

"My name - it's Claire. I figure if you love me and want to be with me, then you deserve to know my real name."

"You're certainly right about that. I do love you Claire."

"And I love you too Hope."

It took a long while but they finally knew how they felt about each other. They would stand by each other come hell, high water or any Fal'cie foolish enough to cross their path. From the outside in, it might have seemed twisted and perverse. They knew, however, that it was the greatest and best thing that ever happened to either of them their whole lives.
In an insane world, it was the sanest choice.


And that's it. I could throw in some sexual content at the end if wanted but it'd take me a while to write up some new story worthy of posting.
So, shit or not?

>>70
>>66
im really looking foward to seeing the sex content, it's just begging to be there. this would make a good doujin

this image goes well with that story

>>83
Already been posted.
This one works too.

"I said I love you Hope Estheim."

Sensory overload again. Somewhere in the back of his head Hope knew that he must have had a really goofy look on his face. But at the same time he didn't care. Because he knew that she didn't care either.

>>88
9/10

were finally back!!!