#Rufus shinra fluff

[dvixen]

FLUFF used word wife

he never thought of you as a trophy wife, but the pride he looks at you with is unbelievable. you’re so beautiful in his eyes– as if you were a work of art, as if you were more than the paintings in galleries, as if you were his greatest pride in life. he treats you with such adoration that everyone can see it; as evidenced by his eyes that look only at you. he looks as if his pupils are about to turn into little hearts. and every time he gives you gifts (about once a week he lets himself buy you a bouquet and something you wanted) you look at him reproachfully because you’ve already talked about it, but you can’t hold back a satisfied smile. “what? don’t look at me like that,” he shrugs like he didn't do anything wrong, “i spare nothing for my beloved wife.”

BRUCE TARTAGLIA gallagher AVENTURINE ayato RAFAYEL jason rufus

[actuallysaiyan]

Let Me Into Your Heart(Rufus Shinra x Fem!Reader)

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, use of pet names, smoking, drinking, general lewd stuff, love confessions, promiscuity word count: 1.8k pairings: Rufus Shinra x Fem!Reader summary: you were hired to be Rufus' cocksleeve when times get tough and he's stressed, but he fell so hard for you...yet he feels disgusted to confess to you because of how he's treated you before a/n: this is for he lovely @beneathstarryskies!! I love you and I hope you enjoy!!!

Rufus does all he can to control and contain himself whenever he is around you. You’re like a siren, calling to him dangerously. Your perfume smells a little too sweet, it makes his pants a little too tight at times. Sometimes he has to find a private place to take care of the issue before it becomes even worse.

You were hired specifically as someone who helps him with his stress and his problems. You soothe his needs whenever he needs it, which seems to be a lot more than you realized. When you were approached for this job, you figured you’d be giving a bratty heir to the Shinra company some tips on breathing exercises and some yoga stretches. But Rufus showed you almost immediately that you belonged on his bed, ass up and face down. Despite the sexual nature of your job, you kept your own feelings locked up tightly.

And Rufus believed he was doing the same thing. He thought for sure he could keep himself from falling so deeply for you. You were just a cute little cocksleeve. Nothing more, nothing less. But the more you tried to help him with other issues in his life, and the more you listened to him as you two stayed cuddled in his bed, the more he became aware of the growing feelings. It wasn’t long before he was growing mad at the fact that he had fallen head over heels for you.

You had been hired to soothe his needs, and here you were, invading his every waking thought.

You’re just too sweet, and too beautiful. He believes sometimes you’re an angel sent down to heaven just for him. Someone who would truly understand him whenever he wasn’t feeling very cared for. When the world wanted to beat him over and over and he couldn’t find the strength to hold on for much longer, you were there to show him that things were going to be okay. Your gentle touches and sweet kisses were what kept him up at night. And they were driving him mad…mostly because he wasn’t supposed to feel this way about you.

At times, he begins to wonder if he’ll just end up like his father. Horny and whoring himself around to anyone. He tries to hook up with a few people to forget about you, but none of these women know how to make him feel warm and loved. None of them know what he likes in bed. You know how to get him off without even really trying. He’s just worried that he won’t be able to keep it in his pants if he can’t continue to have you. If he falls deeper for you, then he’s going to have to claim you.

But the more time he spends with you, the more he’s realizing he’s falling deeper and deeper. Rufus grows angrier because this was never supposed to happen. It was supposed to be casual sex and blowjobs under his desk. Never was it supposed to grow into a warmth in his heart where your name remains etched. Never was it supposed to be something so soft and blissful like this. And yet, he can’t deny it anymore. He’s in love with you and this both scares and soothes him.

One night after a particularly long and hard day at work, Rufus finds himself feeling so antsy. He’s scared to ask you to come over, because he thinks this might be the night he confesses to you. He’s not ready for that right now. He can’t just spit out his feelings to you. It terrifies him to think about telling you how he feels about you, only for you to stare at him, or to laugh…or worse to tell him you never want to see him ever again.

Despite you being the person that was hired to soothe his needs, Rufus feels a little off about asking you to take care of him. He doesn’t want to worry you, because he knows you will worry about him. You’ll show him kindness and care, and you will offer to probably make him dinner. The thought doesn’t sit right with him. You treat him like he’s your husband, but it just makes him feel even more dirty.

He sits in his penthouse, sipping on a mixed drink and he’s indulging in his one vice he hides from almost everyone. Plumes of smoke float around as he puffs on a cigar. Usually it would be a cigarette, but he needed something stronger tonight. Something to get his mind off the aching in his cock and the aching in his heart.

One hand holds the cigar while the other begins to palm his cock through his fancy dress pants. He’s thinking about asking you to come here, but with every thought of you being on your knees for him, the more he becomes disgusted with himself. He needs to figure out a better way to deal with him being pent up, but there’s nothing else he wants besides you.

He begins to scroll through his phone, looking for other women he could contact so that he could just have a quick fuck. But he keeps seeing your posts and your selfies, and it makes his cock twitch even more. He takes another drag from his cigar, then he stubs it out in the ashtray. He finishes off the drink, grimacing as the alcohol goes down roughly.

Eventually, he gets too frustrated with himself. He gets up from his seat on the balcony. Nothing is going to quench his thirst like you. Nothing will make him satisfied like you. He texts his driver to come pick him up so he can go to you.

The minute he’s out of the car in front of your place, there’s something that snaps within him. He begins banging on the door, loudly and hard. He needs you more than even he can comprehend at this point.

“Come on, I know you’re in there. Let me in!”

His voice surprises and excites you. He’s ready to show you just how much he loves you, but you really have no idea of his intentions. You figure he must just be over for a booty call. When you open the door, he’s pushing his way inside immediately. You see something deep in his eyes, and you notice just how much darker they are. You’re hit with the scent of his natural musk coupled with whiskey.

“Rufus, what—”

But you’re interrupted with his lips crashing down on yours. It feels so good to be kissed roughly by the man you had fallen in love with. What he never realized was that you had been battling your own inner demons about confessing to him. You figured he’d never want to fall in love with someone so plain and not from a rich family.

“You’re mine, you got it?” He growls in your ear as he begins leading you towards your room.

He’s only ever been here a few times, but every time that he’s here, he’s filled with love and comfort. It’s so warm and cozy in here, Everything bears your scent as well, which only seems to make him want to claim you even more. Once inside the bedroom, he’s pushing you onto the bed. You try to ask him what’s going on again, but he’s shushing you with a deep searing kiss.

“My pretty little baby,” he groans in your ear as he begins to grind against you. “You’ve been on my mind all day.”

Your eyes widen, “Really?”

He kisses you again, this one makes your head whirl. You know nobody can make you feel the way he does. His hands cup your face, pulling you in even closer. Your hands softly caress his back, making him grunt as you begin to massage his tense shoulders.

“How am I supposed to stay away?” he asks, his eyes so dark with lust.

“You don’t need to.”

And with that, you capture his lips with yours in a passionate kiss. He drinks you in, relishing in the way your tongue is so soft against his own. With able hands, he begins to undress you. You’re doing the same to him. Both of you too pent up to take your time. You need each other and you need each other now.

Once you’re undressed, Rufus takes a moment to take you all in. You’re so beautiful, so angelic. A goddess made specifically just for him. You let out a sweet whine when his fingers begin to play with your soaked folds. He loves how you’ve become so wet for him just from some making out.

“I tried to keep myself from you,” he confesses between heated kisses. “But I can’t anymore. I need you,”

You pant, “Take me. I’m all yours.”

He spreads your thighs, and his eyes are locked onto your beautiful glistening cunt. You reach over and begin stroking his aching cock, making him hiss through gritted teeth. He’s in heaven right now, and he knows it’s only going to get better from here.

Slowly, he slips into you. Inch by delicious inch begins to stretch you out. Your eyes roll back the minute he bottoms out. Your hands weakly reach out for him as you try to grind yourself. It’s all too much, you can already feel your walls beginning to contract around him,

Rufus leans in for a sweet kiss, and he knows he won’t last long either. Now or never, he’s going to tell you just how much he adores you. He begins rocking his hips slowly, surprising you both. You figured you’d be getting pounded into the mattress tonight, but Rufus needs you to be so close to him.

“How I have longed for you,” he murmurs against your sweat-slicked skin. “I love you, my angel.”

You gasp at his words. He thrusts deeply a few more times, making the coil in your tummy so tight. You barely have time to warn him that you’re coming undone when the dam breaks. You cling to him as he fucks himself deeper and harder, prolonging that blissfully sweet pleasure. You’re sobbing and moaning and mewling, just holding onto him as he gives you the most heavenly orgasm you’ve ever felt.

“Shit–” he grunts. “Can I? Can I cum inside?”

You nod, “Yes, please! Please!”

His hips stutter as his orgasm hits him like a freight train. It’s intense, throbbing and messy. Ropes of hot cum begin filling up your awaiting womb. You both move against one another, prolonging the sweetest orgasm you’ve ever had. Then slowly, you two stop and hold onto each other.

“I love you too, Rufus.”

And for the first time in a little while, he believes that things can be okay. Things can be okay because he has you.

[final-fantasy-imagines]

For the Valentines event can I request this prompt with Rufus Shinra as a drabble 💕

♡ “i don’t know what kind of wine you’re meant to have with takeout, so i got both.”

I think this suits him because he doesn't seem like the type to get takeout, but he'd try to have the wine down for it.

Also, lovely to talk to you again! It's been a while 🥹💕 hope you're doing well since I last messaged.

You're right, this prompt is absolutely perfect for Rufus, so thank you for requesting it. <3 I hope you enjoy the fic! And yes, I'm doing great, thank you. It still feels awesome to be back on this blog.

Prompt: “I don’t know what kind of wine you’re meant to have with takeout, so I got both."

Pairing: Rufus Shinra x gn!reader

All I Need – Rufus Shinra x gn!reader

Spending Valentine’s Day at your fiancé’s office definitely isn’t something you’ve had on your bucket list, you think to yourself as you cross the imposive entrance area of the even more impressive Shinra building that towers over Midgar like an ominous guard. But, and you have to admit that too, it’s one hundred times better than spending Valentine’s Day alone. (You did that once, and after that you told Rufus that you would break off your engagement if he ever made you spend Valentine’s Day on your own again.)

You greet the two receptionists as you pass them by and step into the elevator that takes you up to the 70thfloor after you have scanned the ID card Rufus has given to you a while ago. It grants you direct access to his office premises, an honor not given to many, and a major proof that he trusts you unconditionally – because, after all, it’s no secret that there are quite a few people who would like to see him dead. You don’t even want to think about what could happen if you were to lose that card, so after every use, you make sure that it’s securely stored in the pocket of your jacket.

A soft ping indicates that the elevator has reached its destination, snapping you out of your thoughts, and when the doors open to reveal the impressive Executive Office that grants a spectacular view over Midgar, you have successfully pushed your concerns aside. This is a day to celebrate, not to worry. Nothing is going to happen to Rufus, not today and not on any other day. 

He’s on the phone when you step into his office, putting a finger to his lips as soon as he spots you. “Yes, I understand. But I actually do have another appointment now, so I’m afraid we have to postpone this discussion until tomorrow,” he says and rolls his eyes at something the person on the other side of the line is replying, and you grin, “yes, I am well aware that you think of this as an important matter, hence why we will continue to talk about this as soon as possible. And that will be tomorrow.”

Rufus doesn’t wait for another reply before he hangs up, pinching the bridge of his nose. When he looks up you can’t help but notice the exhausted expression in his eyes – but only a second later, it is replaced by genuine delight when he smiles at you. “You saved me from a very tiring conversation with Hojo,” he says as he pushes his chair back and makes his way over to you to greet you with a kiss. His lips are warm and soft, and you let out a helpless sigh when he pulls back way too soon for your liking. 

“What did he want?”

“Oh, he’s just taking himself and his research way more seriously than he should,” Rufus explains and wraps an arm around your shoulder to guide you to the large conference table that’s set up in front of the curved floor length windows to the left of his desk. “But you’re not here to talk about Hojo, are you?”

You laugh. “Absolutely not. You know I can’t stand him.”

Rufus hums in response. “Sit down,” he says. “I’ll get the wine and glasses.”

“I didn’t know you had wine glasses in your office. Do you often meet up with others to drink wine at your office?”

“I brought them from home, silly. Now, what else do we need? Plates, silverware?”

You eye the white plastic bag you have put on the table. “I think the restaurant staff packed disposable cutlery and chopsticks. And if you don’t mind eating straight out of the container we don’t need plates either.”

With a frown, Rufus turns around to face you. “Don’t be ridiculous, darling. This is supposed to be our Valentine’s Day date, no? It’s bad enough that I don’t have the time to take you out, so at least allow me to make this whole situation at least somewhat fancy.”

You can’t help but smile at his words. It’s true that his workload rarely allows you to go out together but you have to admit that it’s cute how he tries to make up for it. “Okay. Let me help.”

“No way.”

So, you sit back and watch your fiancé as he sets up the table and takes the boxed food from the bag, examining the different dishes. “You really brought half a chocolate cake?” he asks, clearly amused about the dessert of your choice. “(Y/N), honey, do you plan on feeding the entire company?”

You giggle. “Of course not. But they were only selling it per halves, not slices. And we can eat the rest for breakfast tomorrow.”

“If you want me to die of sugar rush, yes, we can do that,” he jokes and looks around the table, “oh. I forgot the wine.”

He rushes back to the bar cart, the very same one his father has used to store the fancy liqueurs before he died whereas Rufus has converted it into some sort of universal shelf space. Then, he returns to the table, a bottle of wine in each hand, one red, one white but both very expensive, judging from the label. “I don’t know what kind of wine you’re meant to have with takeout,” he explains as he sets the bottles down, and it almost sounds like an apology, “so I got both.”

“You know that I know next to nothing about wine.”

There’s a moment of silence, then. 

“I’m sorry,” Rufus sighs eventually. “That’s probably not how you envisioned your Valentine’s Day.”

“Nonsense,” you reply with a soft smile, reaching out to squeeze his hand. “You’re all I need and there’s truly nowhere I’d rather be right now.”

Rufus brings your hand up to his lips and presses a kiss to your knuckles. “I love you,” he says quietly, the tone of his voice so earnest that it sends a shiver down your spine. “And I promise I will take you out on a proper date as soon as possible.”

“That honestly sounds amazing.”

“Then we have a deal.”

“Yes. And I believe on Valentine’s Day, you’re supposed to seal it with a kiss.”

Rufus laughs. “Your wish is my command, darling.”

Thank you so much for reading! If you enjoyed the fic please consider liking, reblogging and/or leaving some feedback. I'd really appreciate the support. <3

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[demialwrites]

Distraction While on the Phone

With Sephiroth and Rufus

Sephiroth

Sephiroth absolutely is one of those people who would bug you because you're busy on the phone

He'll keep quiet thankfully but also, he suddenly remembers where you're ticklish because your boss is on the other line

Prepare to be nibbled

He might pick you up by the waist and deposit you elsewhere. You try to wiggle free while simultaneously trying not to drop the phone. Smiling devilishly, he will place you wherever he fancies

Once, he grabbed you too hard by accident and knocked the wind out of you. You got upset and he never did it again

Sometimes he just holds you and hums thoughtfully

He won't do anything suggestive or even blatantly sexual. Sephiroth is a professional

You: "Don't eavesdrop!" Him: "I didn't hear anything." Casual little white lies

Rufus

Rufus is busy with company work one second and behind you the next

Prepare to be groped. It might as well be a game. Him, trying to push how far his hands can go and you, slapping them away

Compared to Sephiroth, Rufus is a semi-professional. He will place your free hand on his crotch but won't make any noises

He used to give commentary while you were trying to listen to the other person and flustered you so badly that you pulled his hair. He didn't like that. He pouted in secret and never did it again

On rare occasions, he will answer your phone in the middle of sex and hand it to you. He goes still, still inside you but watching intently as you try to pretend everything is normal

After you hang up: "You did so well." "Fuck you."

Have any angry phone conversations and he will take the phone from you. One quiet threat and the person on the other line is apologizing

Can be a bit of a Karen in your defence if you're not careful

[crisiscutie]

Hello! I've longed been saddened by the lack of content for Rufus x reader on here and when I saw you wrote him I was excited! Could I please have Rufus with a small, snuggly darling that loves to sleep in unconventional places? Thank you and have a nice day ^w^

Sure, here's some headcanons.

Okay, you were definitely the reason why Rufus was late to some conferences. You tend to get sleepy on the drive or flights, and your sleepiness is CONTAGIOUS.

Your tendency to sleep in odd places led to him creating a game of where the hell you could be sleeping at when you're nowhere to be found. Even the Turks got in on it, since they're sometimes sent to retrieve you.

Don't ask how, but somehow you've managed to fall asleep while hiding in his trench coat during some important business meetings.

Despite that, he finds a way to keep them going even though you looked incredibly cute while snoozing away. Expect him to discreetly slide his hand under his trench coat to stroke your head occasionally.

And no one is gonna say a damn thing when he carries your petite body out of the room when the meetings are over. Kinda because they're already used to your weird sleeping antics.

He'd get a little antsy about you going into small spaces like cabinets because he couldn't go in there to cuddle with you.

He already pampers you, but expect for him to buy you luxurious blankets made from the finest silk to ensure your comfort while sleeping.

You almost missed his inauguration because your sleepiness struck you at the worst time, but thankfully, Tseng managed to bail you out.

Sometimes, yhe sudden silence in Rufus' office always makes Reno and Rude feel uneasy as they cautiously approach. They fear that they might interrupt a... "certain" moment between the two of you. Through, much to their relief, they often just find you and Rufus snuggling.

Rufus switches between being the big and little spoon, depending on how draining his busy day was. You're happy to adjust for him either way.

Sometimes, he will have to sneak into bed with you to sleep. Once he's in your embrace, he'll have a tough time getting out of bed in the morning.

[dragonsoulage]

Reno as a kpop-idol ~ headcanon

Hello world, currently I just had an idea. Like I am a metal girly but hey other genres are cool too. And it's all my besties fault that I kinda went obsessed over Yeonjun, because he remind me so hard to Reno. So here we are having a small kpop-idol Reno headcanon, have fun🌚✨

Warnings: fluff, and in the end a little suggestive

- kpopidol!Reno, who would be just so damn pretty, like the girl, the outfits, the hair, the attitude. He ate it up

-kpopidol!Reno, who is a solo artist, is doing his own songs

- kpopidol!Reno, who his fans are thirsting over him, and he knows he is fine—more than fine, actually. Always messing around

- kpopidol!Reno, who seems a little lost sometimes but he got sass in interviews, and that flirty attitude. Fan-made edits are always showing how dorky and confused he looks during questions.

- kpopidol!Reno, who is cocky, although he needs to try to keep that down when he is on display, at least this is what his manager Rude says.

- kpopidol!Reno, who is eating up every choreo like it would be nothing, is a master at improvising some moves

-kpopidol!Reno, who is getting on the nerves of his manager Rude because he wants to do a collab with another idol Rufus, whose manager is Tseng. "Come on, you know that could make an ass of money. Fans would be literally crying, and believe me, I have seen that."

- kpopidol!Reno, who adores you, you were his cute little stylist. You were also the stylist of another K-pop artist duo. The duo was called "sweet & spicy," and the members were the girls Elena and Cissnei

-kpopidol!Reno, who always gives you a flirty line that makes you blush. "Oh, there she is, that cute style queen. So what do we have in store today? Mind to sit on my lap when tying my tie?" And for sure, he gives you a wink.

- kpopidol!Reno, who knows, you were that cute and nervous kind of person with that small giggle because you couldn't help yourself. "You won't wear a tie today, so it's not necessary."

-kpopidol!Reno, who always is searching eye contact with you while you moved around trying to select what would fit him today for the show. Beautiful turquoise orbs following your every movement and always that smug grin on his face

-kpopidol!Reno, who was such a handsome man, was an absolute eye catcher as an idol. And the fans screamed for him below the stage. Although he enjoyed the attention, it was you who he was interested in

- kpopidol!Reno, who waited for you to give him all his clothes. You waited for him to change, but well, for his shirt, he extra changed right in the same room as you. Abs flexing while he pulled down his shirt, his strong chest...you tried to look away, but you couldn't

-kpopidol!Reno, who is messing with you "Are we staring, darling?" Reno asked before he flashed you a toothy grin. Setting his goggles on top of his head for what he was so known for

-kpopidol!Reno, who knows when he sees you panic a little and hide your face behind your hair. "Never would do... do that. Don't you need to go on the stage by now?" You tried to distract it.

-kpopidol!Reno, who is trying to be a little soft with you, "Just messing a little, sweetheart." he was flirty, yes, but he tried to be not too forward at all with you. Since you were a little shy in his presence.

- kpopidol!Reno, who comes to you before the show starts, just to brush a strand of hair behind your ear. "Watch me, closley, yeah? Want you to enjoy the show."

-kpopidol!Reno, who is turning back to you shortly before, he needs to go on stage. Leaning close, making the kabedon move, is what makes you so weak in the knees. "And after that, you let me invite you to dinner, yeah? No need to answer; I know we are going."

-kpopidol!Reno, who was hyping up the crowd even more when he entered the stage with such an entrance song and dance.

-kpopidol!Reno, who makes extra little moves to flash his abs or stick out his tongue, he is sexy but a little silly. All girls are just yelling for more.

-kpopidol!Reno, who knows that he probably will be trending in TikTok with all the edits that will be made when he flashed his sweaty abs in a dance choreo.

-kpopidol!Reno, who sometimes watches you out of the corner of his eyes because you stood right in the backstage area next to the mainstage watching his show intently

-Kpopidol!Reno, who winks at you so shortly when he does a spin with a cocky grin, making you feel all kinds of butterflies in the tummy

-kpopidol!Reno, who runs to you between a small break, you already had a bottle of water in your hand, just like his assistant, but well, he likes you far more. Who grabs the bottle from your hand so your fingers would be brushing? "Enjoying it, pretty? Nearly seems like you can't take off your eyes,  hm."

- kpopidol!Reno who saw you nodded sweetly. Not even denying you watched indeed every move. "You doing great. And the outfit I choose fits really well." You answered

-kpopidol!Reno, who chuckled shortly and tilted up your chin. "Anything you choose for me fits. Like you fit me, right? Don't forget the dinner, baby." But before you could answer, he already went to the rest of the show

- kpopidol!Reno, who always was flirty but only had eyes for you. Stealing kisses in the private area with you when no one was watching. "Reno, someone could be walking in. " You mumbled between the kisses, but he didn't even give you a chance to think, instead pulling you closer against him and gently biting your lip. "Calm downy babygirl, no one's going to find out." Before he explored your mouth with his tongue again

- kpopidol!Reno, who tells Rude about you. "You can't be serious? You know that cannot be published. You always would need to be on your toes. What about her?" Rude was kind of complaining, although he could understand that Reno fell for you; after all, you were so sweet.

-kpopidol!Reno, who had a secret relationship with you, everything private. "Well, she is my stylist. No one will know a thing. I just turned to... really like her. After all, she is a shy little thing, so it's not like she ever would make a public appearance even when we could."

-kpopidol!Reno, who lets you watch when he is learning a new choreo, needs an opinion, if he looks hot. Of course he does; he just wants praise from his girl

-kpopidol!Reno, who always tells you how much he loves you because he always acted cocky and flirty, it was expected from him as this kind of idol. But he never wants to make you sad with this.

-kpopidol!Reno, who got the best looks simply because of your skill in style and fashion, especially for the music video shoots

-kpopidol!Reno, who would raise an eyebrow when he finally makes a collab with the other idol Rufus, and you styled both of them. "Sweet girl." Rufus remarked shortly when you disappeared to get some other stuff.

-kpopidol!Reno, who tried not to show his jealous side; after all, you just had eyes for him.

-kpopidol!Reno, who always calls for you during the shoot. Just to be kind of territorial. "Hey there, pretty. Think my jaket is a little lost here? Can you fix?"

-kpopidol!Reno, who literally decided to ravish you in the backstage area in his changing room, after the shoot was done. It was a little risky, but he was always was a risky guy, wasn't he?

-kpopidol!Reno, who coos at you. "Good girl, all my fucking good girl, that's right, ya?" While he is thrusting hard to rearrange your insides. With your cute noises muffled against his shoulder.

-kpopidol!Reno, whose eyes widen when he hears the door, and it is gladly just Rude. "For heavens sake, can't you keep your dick inside your pants until you are home?" Rude cursing but immeditly left

-kpopidol!Reno, who simply has a good career and life because you were there to make it even better. Your pretty boy 💖

[seven-n-wolf]

Fandom: FFVII (Compilation of)

Relationship: Vincent Valentine / Sephiroth, Vincent Valentine / The Turks / Rufus Shinra

AU: canon divergence

The General finds out that his connection to the Director of the Turks runs deeper than anyone imagined.

Summary:

The General finds out that his connection to the Director of the Turks runs deeper than anyone imagined. Dealing with this won’t come easy to a man that can hardly understand his own emotions, let alone those of the man who’s been avoiding him for the last four years. Luckily, Sephiroth has a sister that can talk to the Planet and a friend who knows Loveless backwards and forwards. That ought to help… right?

[luvlyycy]

CYCY'S KINKTOBER !

FINAL FANTASY VERSION .

info : you can write your own stories abt the characters here too, if u wish to participate ! since i know some of my moots are sfw — fluff is allowed !! I'll only be writing for final fantasy characters since this is my final fantasy event ! if you wanna request a character ,jus send me an ask! overall, have fun reading or writing , and please enjoy ! <3 (some of the fics may have reader or the character, getting isekai'd)

WEEK ONE :

mummy!character with one or more kinks .

Cloud Strife

WEEK TWO :

zombie!character with one or more kinks .

Sephiroth

WEEK THREE :

frankenstein!character with one or more kinks .

Zack Fair

WEEK FOUR :

vampire!character with one or more kinks .

Squall Leonhart

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side projects to expect during october . . . . :

Rufus Shinra , Zidane Tribal , Locke Cole , Snow Villiers , Reno , Noctis Lucis Caelum , Lightning Farron , Tseng , Serah Farron .

[altocat]

sorry i'm in a SILLY MOOD TODAY 🤪 what is sane!sephiroth doing in his last 24 hours before insane!seph's meteor totally decimates the earth, besides punching rufus in the face. crack answers only.

You scare me when you're in a silly mood lmao I never know if we're getting crack, fluff, or UNSPEAKABLE DEPRESSION

As for Sane!Seph he is:

Chilling by the pool

Running mundane errands like doing his laundry because like hell if he's dying in dirty clothes

Holding hands with Angeal and Genesis just like he always wanted ❤️❤️❤️

Throwing Hojo off the side of a building

Eating pumpkin soup

Seeing if he can smash every single glass window at Shinra HQ

Instigating a sibling war between Lazard and Rufus and placing bets to see if Lazard piledrives Rufus' ass

Hair care

Telling Zack to his face that he unironically thought he was the coolest person he's ever met

Scraping up Hojo's corpse and throwing it off the side of another building

[the-bar-sinister]

Restructuring (2682 words) by VickytheSnake, thesavagesabretooth Chapters: 1/?

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Rufus Shinra/Tseng, Reno/Rude (Compilation of FFVII) Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Fluff and Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship, Angst and Feels, During Canon, Missing Scene, Character Study, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Drama & Romance, Flirting, Romance, Trauma, Polyamorous Turks (Compilation of FFVII), POV Rufus Shinra, POV Reno (Compilation of FFVII), POV Rude (Compilation of FFVII)

Summary: In the aftermath of Sector 7's destruction and the death of president Shinra, things are changing. With enemies everywhere, Rufus and his turks have to rely on one another, watch each others backs, and gather their strength with new blood and old allies.

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It was the best view in Midgar; not his father's office, choked in an excess of gold leaf and obsidian, but the helipad outside it. The office was his now— everything in Midgar was, now that the people of Shinra knew he'd taken the reins. Most of the city had yet to know. In the wake of the disasters, that was intentional.

There was too much confusion down below. The rubble that used to be Plate 7 and it's undercity still marred the skyline, and the ruins of the expressway and surrounding city still smoked in the wake of the tornado that chewed through it like nothing.

One disaster after another. 

Better to let it fall on his bastard of a father than himself, even as he orchestrated the salvage and rescue operations with the help of that walking ball of anxiety—Reeve—and of course, the Turks.

He didn't trust his father's executives, most of them, as far as he could throw them. Not now, anyway. Not when their loyalties to the former president showed in the way they'd still not gotten used to 'President Rufus Shinra' instead of 'Vice-president'. But he had the Turks, led by Tseng, who'd been following him around since the day of the takeover as a combination administrative assistant and stalwart bodyguard out of concern for an opportunistic attack from those foolish splinter cell Avalanche agents, or Wutai's recent delegation of thieves and assassins.

It was all such a headache. Wutai spies, the schism in Avalanche throwing off all his hard work with them behind the scenes, and all these disasters piling up around them— it made him feel in the need for a stiff drink.

He looked down at the city sprawling out below, wind whipping through his hair and called behind him. "Tseng." 

Tseng was at his side in hardly a moment, sharp, narrow features composed as usual, hands clasped behind his back, ready for whatever the president might need. If Midgar was a shifting sandpit, then Tseng was a steady rock.

"Sir."

A steady rock was needed—more than anything. Rufus pet Darkstar's ears, feeling the occasional light tap of his tentacle-like tail against his side. He wouldn't—couldn't— show it to the world, but without the steady presence of Tseng, Rufus would have struggled.

A new era never came easy; much less when you had to dig your way out of the pit your father dug with his fanaticism and hubris. He needed Tseng, as he knew Tseng needed him.

"I'd like an update on the Turks' situation." 

"The dispersed operatives have remained in contact. Individual reports available at your request. Core operatives are, as always, at your disposal… however…"

Rufus was keen enough, and knew Tseng well enough, to register the slight downturn of his lips where others would have missed the change in expression.

"Reno's injuries?" Rufus placed his fingers on his chin, looking over his shoulder at Tseng with a quiet huff of breath "I'd been concerned they were far worse than he'd let on." 

"They are." Tseng's jaw tensed subtly. "He's been trying to hide it. You know what he's like at the best of times."

The subtext was clear. These were not the best of times. Reno would be even more stubborn and cavalier than usual.

Rufus brushed his hand through his hair. "Then you and I both know how to deal with the situation. It's with a firm hand, and an unyielding spirit—"

By which he absolutely meant 'insist that Reno take vacation leave, and do not back down under any circumstances'. He was the president of Shinra—Reno could complain all he liked, but he'd be taking that break as ordered.

Rest did a body good, he'd heard.

Even if it wasn't advice he himself liked to take. 

"He's going to argue," Tseng sighed. "No, he has already been arguing. He doesn't want to leave you short handed during this… mess."

"Especially on the eve that I'm about to send you all away on a critical mission to tackle those—robed problems."

Darkstar huffed, and Rufus pet under his chin before giving Tseng a thin smile. "Simple then—it's a new era isn't it? Tell him we won't be short staffed. We have a promising young candidate for the Turks in line. We have her join your team and she can go in his stead on this particular mission." 

Tseng's mouth quirked again– this time in the opposite direction. Almost a smile.

"I think I know just the candidate you mean, sir. A new era, and an opportunity to expand the operations again after that… unfortunate incident. On that note, our candidate's sister isn't going to be pleased if she hears about this recruitment second hand."

The incident. That was one way to describe it. Only a few months ago the Turks had been a unit with almost two dozen operatives. Now it was down to three, and they'd barely been spared execution. The others were all in hiding, thought dead by the company at large.

It was clear what Tseng was suggesting. Now was an opportunity to recall them, if Rufus wanted.

"Oh I imagine she would be livid." Rufus' laugh was short, clipped and refined as it ever was—when he was composing himself outside the thrill of combat.

He tilted his head over his shoulder. "I think she—and her friends—deserve to hear about the restructuring of our beloved Shinra. We can let her know of her sister's orientation at the same time. That seems like a tidy way to kill two birds with a single stone."

His father was the one who'd whittled the Turks down into a shadow of their former selves. His father was the one with the order for their execution—but he wasn't his father, and he could use good men by his side again instead of the riff-raff his father kept close.

Like the detestable Hojo, or his corporate toadies.

"Consider it done then. I'll start opening channels, along with sending Elena the formal invitation to active duty. Rude can break the news to Reno."

Tseng stepped closer to Rufus, looking out on the view below, too. It was clear he was pleased.

"Good. It's only fitting for our new era to be guided by a strong hand—one I trust. And I trust the Turks more than Heidegger and his men."

Rufus reached out, his hand finding the small of Tseng's back as a smile crept over his lips. "So you'd best make sure they're up to muster, Tseng. I'm trusting you." 

Tseng leaned into him, his own gloved hand returning the gesture, resting on Rufus' shoulder. "As always, I'll strive to be worthy of that trust, sir. We all will."

-

Sector 8 was one of the hearts of the city—art, music, shops for the rich and fabulous of Midgar, and as much of Midgar's culture as you could take. But it was also home to one of the best noodle shops topside.

There was a better one—nestled deep in Wall Market, but with the tornado the trains had been all but shut down again. But topside—the Dancing Cactuar Noodle Bar was just the dive for you, nestled just out of sight of larger, more illustrious restaurants.

Down a cramped alleyway, past the peeling Loveless posters and forgotten Wutai War propaganda that had never been taken down—that was where a true gourmand could find the best ramen in Midgar.

Rude sat on the stool, sunglasses fogged with the steam from his bowl as he tilted a glass of beer back and forth in his fingers.

He'd taken Reno here to break a bit of news his partner wouldn't like—the least he could do was treat him to dinner.

Of course, Reno was already suspicious

-

Reno knew something was up when his partner offered to treat him to noodles. On a normal day it probably wouldn't have been anything to worry about; maybe Rude had a woman he wanted to complain about, or to loop him in on some rumor going around the Shinra offices.

But it wasn't a normal day. It had been a string of very not normal days.

And Reno could tell when his partner was going to tell him something he didn't like. He felt like he had a good idea what it might be about but considering all the chaos lately he wasn't about to make any firm guesses.

Well, at least he was treating him to dinner first.

He played it casual. He'd let Rude get to it when he got to it.

"Man, when's the last time we were here, huh?" Reno leaned on his elbow as he sipped his broth. "Been a hell of a few months."

"Few months, yeah. Back before any of the reactors went up in smoke. Think I was still dating Astrid. The actress who was in that musical down the street."

It hadn't gone well. 

"Woof, sorry I asked." He laughed and knocked his knee against Rude's companionably. He only regretted it slightly– that leg was the less injured one. "Hey at least that's in the past, right?"

"At least," Rude chuckled under his breath before nursing a sip of his beer. "all in the past—but the noodles taste the same."

He glanced sidelong at Reno. "How you holding up?" 

"Me?" He flashed Rude one of his charming, toothy smiles, but he didn't expect the expression to ward him off like it would anyone else. "I'm doing great, man. Never better. You know. except for the everything."

"Except for the everything," Rude agreed with a wry smile. "Things just keep getting worse."

From the plate drop, to the attack on Shinra HQ, to the tornado that seemed to move like a thing possessed, 'worse' was an understatement. 

Reno nodded, thinking it over as he shoveled an entire half an egg into his mouth. Things were escalating. Rufus being in charge now was great, but it sure wasn't going to make things less tumultuous. And who knew what was on the horizon? A fucking tornado wasn't something anyone could predict.

"Keeping us on our toes, huh, partner?"

Rude nodded as he slurped down some noodles. "...sure are." his leg—very lightly—tapped against Reno's knee. "Even our new President is. We're getting some fresh blood." 

That wasn't what Reno had expected to hear. He sat up straighter, resting his leg against Rude's as he looked at him curiously, studying his expression.

"Fresh blood? For real?"

Rude's expressions were often hard to read—for anyone that wasn't Reno. He glanced sidelong at him, the light catching his glasses as a rather amused uptick of his lips formed. 

"Yeah. Seems Rufus wants to help us get back to fighting shape." 

Reno pumped his fist. "Oh hell yeah! It's been a shit show since we got decimated like that!" For a moment, he lived in a beautiful world. Then a suspicion popped into his head. "Wait, this isn't because I got a little roughed up, is it?"

"I think mostly it's because the old President died," Rude said bluntly, pushing his glasses up "---you getting roughed up means she's being partnered with me for the next op while you take a brief vacation. Rufus is taking the chance to re-bolster the ranks." 

"She?" Reno leaned in closer. "Wait, you don't mean–"

Sure, they'd all been speculating when they were going to bring the rookie in, but now? She was barely out of the academy.

Rude placed his arm around Reno's shoulders. 

"Yeah. Emma's little sis. Elena. This next mission's going to be simple recon, Reno." His fingers lightly squeezed his shoulder "barely a training exercise. Rufus wants her in the field asap." 

"Yeah? and if she's going with you on this 'training exercise', what about me?" Reno was pouting. He knew he was pouting. Sulking even, under Rude's arm as he moved closer to him. 

He knew he was injured. He knew everyone wanted him to take some time off to recover. In an ideal world he'd love to do that, but he couldn't just dip out and leave everyone. Not right now, not with everything going on. What if something happened to them?

Rude let him rest against his shoulder, lifting his beer to his lips with a shake of his head. "President Rufus Shinra is ordering you to take a vacation to heal up, partner."

Reno let his head fall on Rude's shoulder, slumping down. Tseng, he could argue with. Tseng he could ignore.

"Aw man, orders from the Prez? For real?" He wasn't going to be able to say no to Rufus. He was really bad at saying no to Rufus and that was before he was president.

Rude's gloved fingers tugged at his ponytail gently as he let him collapse on him with a quiet sigh. "Yep. Pretty sure it's because he knows you're more banged up than you look." 

"You told Tseng." Reno huffed a breath. He knew Rude probably didn't have to tell Tseng, the man had eyes of his own, and Reno was a lot more banged up than he'd tried to pretend. But that didn't mean it didn't hurt. "And Tseng told the boss."

"Didn't say a word, Reno." Rude tilted his glass towards him. "But Tseng's got eyes like a hawk. And he's worried that if we send you out there and we run into one more problem, you're gone." 

"But what if you guys run into problems and I'm not there to cover you?" It was a weak protest, but it was his real worry. If one of them got hurt— killed— while he was putting his feet up, he'd never forgive himself. His conscience was already in knots from the plate. His hands were shaking just thinking about losing someone he actually cared about.

The sight of Rude's sunglasses on the smashed concrete flashed through his mind again.

Rude's arm lifted, and his hand suddenly shadowed Reno's to squeeze it firmly as it shook.

"We'll handle it. Worse comes to worse, we retreat." He smiled thinly "---have to teach the new kid that tactic too, after all. Right?" 

"Yeah, I guess," he sighed. He poked his finger into Rude's chest. "You better, though! If you guys are gonna force me to take care of myself, you better be fucking careful too!"

"You want my word?" Rude's lips quirked under his sunglasses. He looked down at the finger jabbing his chest for a moment, the chatter in the quiet noodle shop filling the air around them. "Promise. Without me you'd cause way too much trouble."

"Alright." Reno sighed, and relented. Rude's word was as good as iron clad. "Then I'll get some rest while you have some fun with the new girl. Lucky bastard. You better buy me a drink after these noodles to make up for it."

He rested his whole hand on Rude's chest for just a moment, and then let it drop, their legs still touching.

Rude nodded. 

"Best drink our new salary can afford," he said with a low chuckle, before his voice dropped. "I'll make it up to you later, too."

He paused and let his voice raise a little more "I'll tell you all about it. Heard she's a charmer."

"Must have changed since she was bussing tables then," Reno teased. 

His mood was already improving, with Rude's latest little promise sending a shiver up his bruised spine. It'd be fine. It was all going to work out fine.

"I hear that kind of service work tends to bring out the angriest in folks," Rude smiled thinly. "Can't blame her for finding us annoying. On her paycheck, anyone would be." 

"What, a couple charmers like us? Guess she's gonna find out if we're more annoying as customers or co-workers." Reno laughed. "I'm gonna grill you on how it goes with her. I want every detail."

"Every last detail, Reno," he pushed up his glasses. "Right down to the type of gun she whips out." 

[zygomantic]

What do I write?

Angst/Hurt, Comfort, Smut, Fluff; all of which as ONESHOTS

I have the right to decline a request. See below for Fandoms, if the one you are looking for is not mentioned, just ask. I'll answer.

I WILL NOT WRITE FICS CONTAINING:

Smut including any underage Characters

Cannibalism or extremely graphic gore

Pedophilia

Incest

JUJUTSU KAISEN

Gojo Satoru

Geto Suguru

Fushiguro Toji

Ryomen Sukuna

Nanami Kento

STARDEW VALLEY

All bachelors (I'm lazy, sorry)

TOKYO REVENGERS

Ran Haitani

Rindou Haitani

Manjiro Sano

Sanzu Haruchiyo

Hajime Kokonoi

FINAL FANTASY VII

Cloud Strife

Reno

Tseng

Rufus Shinra

Sephiroth

BLACK BUTLER

Sebastian Michaelis

Ciel Phantomhive

Undertaker

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST BROTHERHOOD

Edward Elric

Alphonse Elric

Roy Mustang

Riza Hawkeye

Envy

PERSONA 3 (RELOAD) & PERSONA 5 ROYAL

Akihiko Sanada

Makoto Yuki (Protagonist)

Shinjiro Aragaki

Ren Amamiya (Akira, Protagonist)

BALDUR'S GATE 3

Astarion

WATCH DOGS 2

Markus Holloway

Wrench 🔧

[flowerwiththemachinegun]

FF7-2

I dunno but this one will be a more interesting entry if you ask me, as the last list. Purple=nsfw

AU's?:

Turks Fight Club

Gunsmith Reader x Tseng:

A reason to come by? (original post others are continuations)

Join Shinra?

Is this post going to make me write some nasty Darkstar and Rufus shit? We’ll see:

Does Rufus and Darkstar two man?

Tseng x Reader:

Closet quicky. Prompts "wrap your legs around my waist" and "lets make this quick"

Honorable asks?:

Tseng and the vibes (slight Tseng x Reader)

The Turks in Toxic parental situations?

Is Sephiroth a cuck?

Tseng with an s/o that carries weapons?

Tseng x Reader, Genesis x Reader: drugged/wasted reader, what would they do?

Hojo x Reader: Cockwarming while he works?

Things people have inspired me to do:

NOT MY OC. sapphire x sephiroth. frrl if you're here...go read Left Behind.

Abortion-anon- Tseng as a parent (it’s fluff)

Prompt: Heart?: Tseng x Reader

Tseng the Panty Thief

[villainshit]

A summary post of my fics written for the FFVII compilation, mostly centering around Shinra & the Turks. Hi I'm Jai and I like to write things that are uncomfortable, angsty, gross, and/or traumatic.

Reprieve

Tseng/Rufus trauma/angst Teen / 2,534 words / oneshot Whumptober 2021

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Security Detail

Tseng/Rufus oblivious fluff General / 1,868 words / 1 chapter

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Hands On The Bible

Tseng, no pairing, angst Teen / 1,642 words / oneshot

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Scumbag Blues

Tseng, no pairing, backstory Teen / 3,761 words / 1 chapter

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Four Weeks

Rufus/Tseng dubcon Mature / 4,889 words / 4 chapters

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Conditioning

Sephiroth, no pairing, trauma Teen / 1,162 words / oneshot Whumptober 2021

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Lucky Shot

Reno, no pairing, body trauma Teen / 1,058 words / oneshot Whumptober 2021

[seven7thheaven]

welcome to seven(7)th heaven

howdy howdy yall! my name is rexxie, i'm twenty five years old, i'm an afab nonbinary ace lesbian and this is my blog for my final fantasy seven content.

i have played through the original game several times and have played the first part of the remake.

my ask box is open if you want to hear my thoughts on certain events, want me to write an imagine, headcanon or have a request. please do not send me a chat message unless we know each other.

i write x reader content as well as x original ocs (of my own - i won't butcher your oc's characterization).

byf. masterlist. ocs.

CHARACTERS WILL I WRITE FOR . . .

cloud strife

tifa lockhart

barret wallace

aerith gainsborough

vincent valentine

yuffie kisaragi (i will not write sexual content for her)

jessie rasberry

biggs

wedge

reno

rude

tseng

elena

sephiroth

reeve tuesti

CHARACTERS I WON'T WRITE FOR . . .

rufus shinra (as of right now; this may change in the future)

professor hojo

president shinra

marlene

dyne

CONTENT I WILL WRITE . . .

fluff

angst

smut

light bdsm (bondage, spanking, domination)

breeding/impregnation

female and gender neutral reader

named and unnamed female or gender neutral reader

light au/crossover headcanons (ie. avalanche's starter pokemon)

menstrual sex

pegging

CONTENT I WILL NOT WRITE . . .

abuse in any fashion or context

scat/watersports/vomit

dubcon/sa

paedophilia (adult/minor grooming)

kidnapping

vore

breathplay

ddlg/sexualized age regression

self harm/suicidal gestures

male/male content

sexual furry/scaly

yandere

please be aware that this blog may contain spoilers for the original final fantasy seven game as well as part one of the remake.

[demialwrites]

FF7 x Reader

Annoying things about being in a relationship with them

Rufus Shinra

He knows how to clean surprisingly decently because of his time confined to Turk HQ in Before Crisis but stubbornly refuses to do certain things. It's 'beneath him'

Even if you're on birth control or otherwise can't get pregnant, it doesn't matter. He's wearing a condom and how dare you suggest otherwise

He takes up all the space in the closet because of all the layers he insists on wearing

He insists on taking his dog everywhere, even if you explain it terrifies some people. For example: your poor parents

Rude

There's a third wheel in this relationship and his name starts with a Re and ends with a No

Rude is very romantic. However, he only barely has time so his gestures happen spontaneously and it's hard to plan around his schedule

Often comes home with injuries and you're the one who has to patch him up and worry about him. He doesn't worry about himself

He prefers to show not tell. You have to learn how to read him with a glance

Reno

There's a third wheel in this relationship and his name is Rude

His insecurity randomly spikes and he gets mega jealous, sometimes with threats at the offending party

Very loud. All the time

Gets broody about things he has to do at work and sometimes nothing you do will help

Gets whiney when you don't have the stamina to have sex all damned night

Cloud

Cannot communicate his needs. Does not know what his needs are. WHAT ARE NEEDS?

Everyone flirts with him but if you try to talk to him about it, he never noticed the flirting in the first place

Sometimes cute animals follow him home and oops, one day you have seven cats, fifteen chickens, four dogs, several chocobos, and one of those giant elephant fiends because it was injured and alone. You didn't sign up to live at a zoo but here you are, shoveling elephant shit every day

Occasionally, one of his hair spikes stab you straight in the eye when he's being the little spoon

Barret

Thinks he can fix everything himself when sometimes you just need him to listen

Like Reno, Barret can be quite loud. If you like peace, sometimes you have to take some space. It makes the big guy sad

Not very detail-oriented. Leaves little things like ammo all over the garage/shed floor and small bits of trash all over the house. He meant to pick it up, honest!

Occasionally breaks the bed

Tseng

You can't be spontaneous for shit because he anticipates everything

He has certain cleaning standards but he doesn't always tell you. He just redoes it himself

Must be the one to clean and iron his suit himself or he will get annoyed

His handwriting is annoyingly perfect and it makes you feel bad about your chicken scratch

Elena

Puts herself in danger way too often. She doesn't understand your horrified reaction to her story of how she jumped out of a helicopter onto a moving dune buggy in the middle of the Corel desert

It can be hard to tell if she's actually angry or just venting

You know more about her work than is probably safe for you

Too spontaneous. She sometimes makes important decisions without consulting you first

Reeve

Main bad habit: he is a workaholic

Sometimes puts others needs before yours. He's just trying to help

Doesn't take good care of his health

Uses the sad puppy eyes to get out of arguments more often than he should

Sometimes leaves spare cait siths and his parts all over the living room

[ffxvficrec]

by MiraculousWonderland In which, a young woman continues to be haunted by the sins of her lover. Words: 2575, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Final Fantasy XV Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F , F/M , Multi Characters: Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII) , Cloud Strife , Tifa Lockhart , Rude (Compilation of FFVII) , Genesis Rhapsodos , Angeal Hewley , Zack Fair , Aerith Gainsborough , Reno (Compilation of FFVII) Relationships: Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII)/Reader , Rufus Shinra/Reader , Zack Fair/Reader , Tifa Lockhart/Cloud Strife , Tifa Lockhart/Reader , Vincent Valentine/Reader , Aerith Gainsborough/Reader Additional Tags: Drama & Romance , Yandere , Genderbending , Intersex , Murder , Fluff and Smut , Porn With Plot , Bisexual Character , Betrayal , Angst and Hurt/Comfort , Emotional Manipulation , Pregnancy