#house of sephiroth au

[crisiscutie]

how do you think each of the different Sephiroth's react if the darling tell them that her favorite one is Theatrhythm seph? (obviously not in love with the little geometric figurine

He truly is just an adorable doll. 💜

OG Sephiroth: He's not even mad, just honestly confused about it. What about the doll that makes it much more appealing than him and his other versions? He's surely going to investigate further into Thea and what makes him so intriguing, hoping to gain valuable knowledge out of this.

Dissidia Sephiroth: He seems apathetic about it on the surface, but deep down, he is ecstatic. This is because Thea is technically another version of himself. This milestone gets him closer to reuniting with his original darling, whom he suspects HoS darling is the key to.

AC Sephiroth: He'd find it adorable, though it's no threat to his plan of eventually charming the HoS darling to his side. He'll carry on like nothing happened, and might even throw in a few playful jabs at Thea if he's in earshot.

7R Sephiroth: Uh, what? He'll have trouble processing such simple information. Though unlike his OG counterpart, he'd just constantly question, why not him? It's bad enough that his weakest counterpart is a competitor but this whole time, he's getting usurped by a doll!? It'd might be awhile before he even interacts with HoS Darling again, since for some reason, this made him go on a multiversal pilgrimage of self-discovery. Yeah, don't ask.

Female Sephiroth: She'd giggle and smile sweetly at her after she's done talking, telling darling that her short-lived love for the doll could make for wonderful stories to tell at her and Sephy's future wedding ceremony. And of course, this puts her into a gushy, dream-like state as she imagines much more about the fantasy. Darling sighs at her, questioning if talking about this to her was the right idea.

C.C. Sephiroth: His sweet kitten smile would linger for a moment. But once those words reach his heart? How could you say such a thing so bluntly to baby boy? He'd go through the four stages of grief instantly, all while destroying every little thing around him and darling. But his final stage is not acceptance; it is determination. He is determined to become a worthy suitor in her eyes one day. He'd take her hand after calming down and promise that he'd be better for her.

Theatrhythm Sephiroth: He can't express himself with words, but when he nuzzles his doll face against Darling's cheek, she knows how happy he is. And this revelation doesn't surprise him, as he and darling share a unique connection that the other Sephys lack. Regardless of where she goes or who she ends up with, Thea is always by her side. He definitley pokes the other Sephys with his tiny Masamune if they're being too foolish around darling at times.

[supranatra]

Woah. Sefikura nekomimi nonsensical au be upon you.

[thephoenixking732]

Back again for more archiving! Second character owned by @eyesorefortheblind

Some characters owned by @starlingmoth

[preposterousgreen]

AU in which Sephiroth’s early tests show him to be “normal” just like Genesis, so he grows up to be a boring bean-counter for a boring Shinra subsidiary. Angeal is the one who decides to become a SOLDIER and Genesis is the one who tags along because his parents will only pay for a Mideel university and not one in Midgar so he has to scrape together tuition money on his own.

...and they were roommates.

[rottenpumpkin13]

Okay so in an Au where Sephiroth is told Vincent is his father instead of Jenova the mother, how do you think his breakdown would go?

Like in a funny way, you know how Sephiroth went, I'm an ancient, the planet is my birthright, I'm above humanity, humans suck must be eliminated etc.

If instead of thinking he's an Ancient he believes himself to be a vampire? An "heir of Chaos"?

Sephiroth wearing a red cape, a wig and eyeliner and standing in a corner: the darkness is my domain

Zack: uh... what are you doing?

Emoroth with a glass of tomato sauce: drinking the blood of those beneath me while I contemplate humanity's ephemeral existence

Zack: uh okay? *slowly walks away*, I'll leave you to it then

Emoroth: *slurps his drink*

The most helpful breakdown. He only burns down the Shinra mansion because it's the birthplace of his father's pain, and goes after Hojo to kill him for what he did to Vincent. He then spends the rest of his days trailing after Vincent like a lost puppy.

*Vincent enters a place but Sephiroth stops at the door*

Vincent: What are you doing? Come on.

Sephiroth: We cannot enter a house without being invited in.

Vincent: For the last time, just because I wear a cape, sleep in a coffin, and brood doesn't make me a vampire. If anything, I'm just depressed. You're not an heir of a vampire, you're an heir of depression. Now come on, entering a house without an invitation doesn't stop vampires.

Sephiroth: No, but it's basic human decency.

Vincent:

[sephifrog]

reverse isekai sephiroth pretty please I love your work ehehehe 🌸🥰

Hey Anon! You are so sweet I’m glad you enjoy them! I’m gonna throw in self-aware au as well i hope you don’t mind if you do lmk and I'll redo them <3 i hope this is to your liking!

Earth's gravity is definitely heavier than Midgar so I feel he took a little to get used to it, but anything to get to you he had studied all types of magic, alchemy, and meteria to get to your world.

 when you were in the middle of his boss fight and he lunged at the camera you didn’t really think anything of it until the power surged and a 6’7 man was flying towards you.

He’s shocked it worked but isn’t complaining.

You don’t know what the fuck is going on but who are you to question it (you think it’s a dream for a few days jfobsoihf).

He’s a quick study so even though his body feels heavy he’s picking up earth (your) mannerisms.

He doesn’t like being alone for the first few weeks and almost got arrested for having Masamune on him in public (he refused to leave it at your apartment).

he‘s happy for the first time in a long time being with you in your world.

you read enough reverse isakai fics to settle quickly.

He likes the black turtle necks you brought him and enjoys learning how to cook with earth ingredients (“Why is the Chocobo so small you eat baby ones?” “...seph-” you buy him a children's animal book lmaooo).

The first time he went to the shops with you a few final fantasy fans came up and he started to tense up so you had to shoo them away saying he was shy and practicing for the con in a few months.

“What’s a con?-” “Don’t even worry about it” he worries about it and looks it up when you guys get home.

You guys settle into a rhythm and he reads up on final fantasy lore .

“Hironobu Sakaguchi/Square Enix I just wanna talk” becomes a meme in the house.

SPEAKING OF MEMES

He doesn’t get a lot of them but he loves cat memes (the cat salad one is his fav and he always sends it to you).

It takes him a while to fully settle but when he does he is truly happy.

If he needs to get a job he would probably get into security.

Or even cooking I feel he would be an amazing chef -let him trot around a cafe too.

just him in an apron.

He keeps his hair long and loves you looking up styles to do on him.

Feel he's a shit driver but he doesn’t trust Uber so either you have to drive or walk everywhere.

Enjoys watching you play games while he relaxes and reads about the world (he plays when you're not home so he doesn’t embarrass himself- chuckles at the stunned look on your face when he beats you in a round of your favorite game)

[reallyromealone]

Hehehe (aggressive ashy hand rubbing)

Can I get some Sephiroth X pregnant male reader where the reader is having a shit tone of mood swings and cravings leaving Sephiroth to deal with all day every day 😈

I'm vibing with like almost modern au with no big battle and Shinra corp isn't sucking the life out of the world and is just an energy company so we are doing that

Also sephiroth is shinras son and I won't accept critique

Male reader - omegaverse - fluff

Sephiroth x male reader

🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷

(name) was a special shade of moody this morning, the triplets were using him as a god damn soccer field and he barely got any sleep and couldn't have anything he enjoyed and glared at his mate who sipped his coffee "gimmie some" (name) stared at his very healthy breakfast that his husband prepared for him, he wanted (breakfast) so badly.

"You're in a good mood darling" sephiroth teased and (name) glared at his alpha "gimmie coffee" he huffed half awake and the white haired alpha raised an eyebrow "you know you can't have it, it---""it's bad for the baby... Can't enjoy anything..." (Name) grumbled standing up shakily, waddling to the expensive living room and curling up on the plush couch, the house baby proofed already and kind of (name) proofed.

"I know its not enjoyable but think about the pups" sephiroth tried to comfort his mate but (name) just glared, mood going from grumpy to pure rage "but what about what the pups?"

"What about me! I can't have anything good!" (Name) cried out, tears rolling down his cheeks as sour pharamones "darling you have--"' I just want (sweet)! Is that so hard?!" (Name)s cravings were intense and everyone around him tried to steer him away from them.

He knew he was being irrational but he didn't care!

He wanted sweets!

"Where are you going?" Sephiroth asked his mate who stood up still in his pajamas and waddled to the door "to get treats!" (Name) barked out and Sephiroth immediately got up to follow his mate "go way!" (Name) grumbled but Sephiroth did no such thing, he would be damned if he let his angry hormonal and pregnant mate go out to do stuff alone.

"I can do this myself!" (Name) all but hissed and Sephiroth had enough, gently pinning his mate to the door "I'll have someone get your snacks if you behave Omega" Sephiroth didn't enjoy using alpha tone on his mate but (name) was being reckless.

(Name)s eyes watered and before the Alpha knew it he had a sobbing pregnant Omega before him "I-I just want snacks!" He sobbed letting Sephiroth hold him close, this had been the entire pregnancy and the silver haired alpha was VERY used to it.

"How about I work from home and you can cuddle me in bed while I do work?" Sephiroth knew how to get the results he wanted and how to get them efficiently and watched his Omega perk up at the concept of cuddling his mate and getting snacks "nest later?"

Sephiroth loved his mate, especially when he was compliant and not trying to fight him.

Little did he know he had 3 little babies who would be VERY clingy to their Dam.

[certifiedsungod]

Using a doodle as an excuse to drop totally just bits and pieces about the Rosen death denial au thing I made for me myself and I (might be heavily Rosen & Sephiroth centered and my explaining abilities aren't really good might be long still)

THEY'RE FARM BOYS!!!! First of all that because I like it

Sephiroth has a dog which he adopted on impulse after taking the sentence 'spend all your money' (indirect Glenn reference!!!!!!!) too literally I just thought that was funny personally (the dog is just called puppy or dog (affectionately))

Both Rosen and Sephiroth had a hard time adjusting to a 'normal life' and still struggle with certain things outside of their routines which is why they stick a lot to those

Sephiroth really doesn't like the feel of water while Rosen has to constantly be fished out of the creek near their house

The only reason why Sephiroth is letting his hair grow is because he doesn't have to fight often anymore and it doesn't bother him anymore

Matt has unknowingly, unofficially and without legal procedures adopted Rosen and is teaching him how to fight with a sword

Qpr representation for the 40 people who want it one of them being me 🎉 They're close but romance is overrated and I'm projecting

They both enjoy lying around somewhere in each other's rooms and doing nothing,, overall they just like existing around each other

Rosen really likes that they have a truck because he likes getting to sit in the back during car rides

It doesn't happen too often but sometimes if either of them are doing real bad because they're both not too good at voicing feelings they'll resort to just hugging (realistically more clinging to each other but simplified it's hugging),,,,,,,,,

Rosen is good at cooking 🔥

mb for making this long I just like rambling

[pine-needle-shuffle]

Harpy au list

Cloud - royal tern

Aerith - mourning dove (drawn)

Tifa - cormorant (drawn)

Barret -golden eagle (drawn)

Marlene - falcon (drawn)

Zack - raven

Yuffie - magpie

Vincent - bearded vulture

Cid - gannett (drawn)

Sephiroth - harpy eagle (WIP)

Angeal - snowy owl

Genesis - osprey

Jessie - blue heron (WIP)

Wedge - house martin (drawn)

Biggs - stellar's jay

Kunsel - burrowing owl (drawn)

Roche - sun bittern (WIP)

uhhhhh. thats all the characters i can think of rn. i'll add more if anyone has suggestions 👍

[we-ezer]

FFVII X BATMAN AU LESS GOOO

i had been struggling to come up with an idea for a crossover like this just bc i wanted to combine two of my favorite fandoms when BAM green glowing eyes that make u act up r u kidding me???? am i BLIND?????

SO cloud slips into a natural mako pool that had shinra’s dirty reactor run-off leaking into it that he had been investigating for the WRO. he is revived via lazarus pits into the batman universe. like we’re talking rising from the pits standing and covered in green glowing goo revival. in a pit-induced rage he burns the league hideout to the ground sephiroth-style. his eyes are slitted as he drags his sword behind him in the sand away from the wreckage.

ra’s shows up in the batcave to tell damian his mother is dead. damian believes it a trick until ra’s takes out a jar and pours it onto the ground. he claims it is her ashes and leaves. the batfam test it and the test confirms it. talia is dead. damian is conflicted and the rest of the batfam scrambling to figure out what happened. they find out about the destruction of the hideout and make to travel to the site to look for evidence.

cloud is stuck in a haze. he doesn’t know what day it is, where he is, and sometimes who he is. sometimes the sand looks green and he’s back in hojo’s tank, swimming in mako. other times he is desperately gulping down the liquid in hopes of quenching his thirst. then he’s back in a desert wasteland. finally he comes upon a house. a woman rushes out to help him as he collapses.

cloud stays at the house helping the family there until the batfam eventually find him. they connected him with the description of the hideout’s attacker. he is confused until they start describing the destruction and then he is seeing flashes of sephiroth’s ravaging of nibelheim overlaid with his own. he clutched his head then looks up with glowing cat eyes and attacks.

cloud overpowers them all until the little boy from the family that helped him jumps in the way when he goes to finish them off. cloud sees denzel then in place of the boy and backs off. his head starts pounding and he collapses.

the batfam transport cloud back to gotham. there he is processed and stuck into arkham with meta-cancelling shackles/collar. he’s deemed a joker-level risk and made his cell neighbor. joker’s constant needling mix with sephiroth’s. cloud is spiraling until poison ivy is brought in one day. she sits next to cloud in the cafeteria when he is given his only reprieve from joker and asks about his ribbon. cloud is startled to be reminded of it and tells her it is from a dear friend. poison ivy confesses she felt a pull towards him like the planet was telling her to help him. a tear runs down cloud’s face and he wipes it away. he’d thought he was abandoned here but gaia and aerith were still looking out for him.

cloud and poison ivy become fast friends and when harley is caught she quickly latches onto cloud too. someone has to protect him from the joker (no one protected her)! harley especially likes to treat cloud as a “long lost twin brother” considering how alike they look. she insists cloud is unfairly prettier than her tho. eventually they bust out together and get an apartment for the three of them. cloud loves cuddling on the couch with bud and lou. the girls do their best to help cloud heal.

one day red hood is waiting in their apartment in the dark. he wants to talk to cloud (he wasn’t there when ra’s showed up and the following investigation. he hacks the fam’s files regularly to keep up with their intel and saw the case flagged and locked under mountains of encryption. bruce didn’t want him finding out).

[crisiscutie]

POV: Sephiroth gets baby fever!🍼

I don’t mind how you write it or anything, I like your writing either way! 🫶🏻

Pairing: C.C. Sephiroth/HoS Darling

Content Warning: Slight NSFW. Mommy Kink.

You gently ran your fingertips through Sephiroth's silky silver locks, using his favorite rose-lavender fusion shampoo. He hummed a lullaby and held you in his lap with closed eyes. This Sephiroth had been rather antsy lately, since he had the lowest priority to spend time with you this time. Still, he stayed a good boy, just for you. So what better way to have begun your time together than by taking a bath and washing each other's hair?

But just as you were going to put more shampoo on his gravity-defying baby bangs (He has the shortest bangs out of all Sephiroths and is the youngest Sephy), you pouted, realizing you ran out of the shampoo. You rose from his lap and made your way to the edge of the tub, bending over to search for more of it in a nearby basket. Sephiroth slightly opened his eyes, uttering a quiet "Hmmm?" in response. His gaze wandered down to your wet, gaping cunt, granting him a perfect view of your pink insides. His lips curved into a sweet smile, while his slit eyes sparkled with delight. Finally, you found what you were looking for and returned to his lap.

"Last bottle!" you said, squeezing some new shampoo onto your hands and applying it to his baby bangs. His chest rumbled with a satisfied purr.

"Mother," He said.

"Yes?"

"Let's have a child together," he said this so casually, you couldn't help but blush like hell. If your hands weren't wet and covered in fragrant shampoo, you would've used them to cover your face. Instead, you turned your head away from him.

"W-where did this come from?!" you said. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight like you're his security blanket.

"There is no better way to deepen our bond than by creating a product of our love..." He whispered.

"I don't think the other Sephiroths would like that... They already think I coddle you too much," you whispered, watching his sweet smile transformed into a frown. Your hand cupped his cheek as you continued. "But between us, there are certain things I do that are just for you. Our bond runs deeper than you think..." Your words seemed to calm him, as he pressed his forehead against yours.

"You're right, Mother," he said. "Our bond is far more deep... Once I reign supreme over those dullards, you'll be free to bear my spawn!" You sighed and washed the shampoo out of his hair. At least he understood some of what you said.

[salternateunreality2]

AGSZC ND AU: Finances

Disclaimer: not an expert

AU setup: all the boys are neuro-spicy except Angeal, who has depression/anxiety. I HC that GZ are more ADHD-leaning and SC are more Autism (ASD)-leaning

From: the archives of my convos with @strayheartless

--------------------------------------------------------

Zack struggles to save. Angeal and Genesis have to sit him down and talk him into setting up a retirement fund that automatically draws from his paycheck before he can touch it.

They also help him set up a savings account and encourage him to use cash to- Zack did you just give half your paycheck in cash to that beggar child? SURE, BUT NOT HALF YOUR PAYCHECK!!! YOU HAVE TO PAY RENT!!! ...and now they're setting up direct deposit on his bills.

There's at least 20 Zack Fair ID cards in circulation around Midgar. It's gotten so bad that he is the only SOLDIER who has to scan his ID AND put in a pin (Cloud's name, but with a 0 instead of an o! Super secure!). So you can imagine how many Zack Fair credit and debit cards have had to be canceled.

-

Angeal is frugal to the point of it being unhealthy. He washes plastic bags (ok, sure, but maybe once they're not water tight, let them go), wears clothes until they literally fall off his body (ok for some things, but Angeal, that shirt is more hole than shirt), reuses the coffee grounds as many times as he can before the other SOLDIERs start a riot (unhealthy in that they're asking for his head on a pike in Lazard's office)...

He's religious about not skipping meals; he considers it a sign that he's "made it" in life, and giving up on the ritual and right to eat upsets him.

-

Genesis got swept up in finance as a hyperfixation/special interest, so he's in the healthiest financial situation, and helps his boyfriends up their games. He set up automatic deposits, has diverse investments, and has controls set in place to help him avoid over-spending if he starts getting impulsive.

-

Cloud is broke and it's not his fault. He fully supports all of Angeal's endeavors to the point of obsession as well. Whatever part of his paycheck doesn't immediately get vaporized for housing, he sends as much as he can to his mom (much like Angeal), and since she refuses to take more, the rest goes into savings.

Unlike Angeal, he will skip meals if money is tight or he thinks he can get away with it. It helps that he forgets sometimes, and he also tries to sleep for meals as a two-for-one on shutting down his senses and saving money. None of his boyfriends are happy about this.

-

Sephiroth has a complicated relationship with money. It's very hard for him to consider it as a tangible thing, since his basic physical needs are met by the company. It took Genesis looking over his finances to realize Shinra was severely underpaying him, even embezzling from him. After a tirade involving Lazard, Genesis, and Angeal vs. the board, all that was straightened out. They couldn't get much back pay, but Hojo got scolded mildly and Sephiroth considered that a win. The others are still unhappy about it.

He doesn't like touching his finances. Genesis encouraged and guided him as he set things up one miserable April, and now it takes care of itself, and he's happy as long as he has enough to treat his boyfriends and buy pasta.

[foreststarflaime]

Was watching Mulan but everything I think about these days turns into ff7 so here we go

✨Mulan AU✨ with the crisis core crew

Gen small town “girl” with famous rich parents

Has bestie Angeal but otherwise hates his life

Fails utterly with matchmaker. Will not shut up about Loveless thinking it will improve his chances, accidentally burns house down (or maybe not by accident)

Reflection moment

Meanwhile Shinra pushing harder into wutai territory, calls for conscription come to Banora

Angeal is going, gen feels desperately left out

Begs to go instead of his father, yelled at and shamed in front of village

Constantly being told he’s a dishonor by everyone as a child has given him massive inferiority complex, doesn’t help that angeal is so into honor (not that he says that to gen tho)

Sneaks off in the middle of the night for war, def doesn’t tell angeal

Ancestors send zack the puppy after him, cloud the lucky chocobo is the horse and cricket combined?

Angeal sniffs him out pretty quick after he joins the camp, chews him out in lecture about honor

Gen very upset with him about that, uh oh they’re beefing

Angeal still doesn’t rat him out and keeps an eye out for him even if they’re not talking tho

Hojo comes to tell his “son” sephiroth that he’d better not disappoint him with the trust they’re putting in him to let him lead this group of soldiers after the last glencident (rhadore o7)

Rufus left in charge to supervise sephiroth (or maybe a turk? Just think the animosity between those two fits the shang and scribe dynamic)

Training montage. Gen has gender crisis realizing this is him actually, while also having crisis over his new massive crush on sephiroth

After training montage angeal apologizes and they are besties again until angeal laughs at him for his crush on seph and genesis is now in a huff

Zack and cloud overhear seph and rufus fighting about the quality of the troops

Gen tries to reassure seph as he storms away from rufus

Zack and cloud forge orders to the front to give to rufus

Girl worth fighting for is seph having a sexuality crisis over genesis, maybe also angeal

Seph’s thoughts: oh god is that somehting i was supposed to want??? Its never happened before,,,,, and now that maybe it is it’s not with a girl? Shit

Angeal can also have a crisis over oh shit gen I’ve loved you since forever and I thought I was gonna get to marry you but you’re not a girl ig so wtf do I do now

They come across a burned village in wutai that shinra’s armies have already swept through

Seph starts questioning his allegiance to shinra

Instead of finding hojo dead bc we’re not that lucky maybe he finds glen dead having joined the resistance against shinra. Maybe rufus shot him right before he could get to him

Ambush by angry vengeful wutaians, gen saves the day with strategic forest fire to give them a chance to escape without doing too much slaughtering but gets injured in the process

I would put avalanche here as a funny reference but idk how id fit them in

Uh oh gen is not amab

Transphobic rufus, seph is just even more confused in his identity crisis now and also has spent his entire life being conditioned against this sort of thing hes not really that upset

Angeal left behind with genesis bc he knew and didn’t turn him in

Rest of the army takes the fort they were supposed to take and goes back towards midgar

Gen is big sad, angeal gives rousing acceptance speech

Gen, inspired, decided that Genesis Rhapsodos does what Genesis Rhapsodos wants and goes after them to give them a piece of his mind and inform them that gender norms are bullshit and what stops him from being a man really they all seemed pretty convinced before

Gen and ange run to catch up to the army having a victory parade in junon

On the way back they run into a group of wutaian ninjas sneaking up on the city

Seph, who has just been chewed out by hojo and is having a bit of a panic attack internally, doesn’t listen to gen

Big showy ceremonial thing with sephiroth and pres shinra, wutaians show up to crash the party and kidnap shinra, seph still reeling from hojo and genesis and everything is off his game a little and isn’t able to stop them

Gen and angeal show up while seph is about to go after them, comes up with plan to crossdress to get inside

Perhaps seph has an oh shit gender moment of his own here

The others deal with the guards while seph goes on ahead after the president

He busts open the doors to the throne room where he finds shinra just chilling with the wutaians??? Turns out he hired paid actors (mercenaries) to attack the parade to fuel propaganda against wutai

Since wutai is known to use monsters to combat soldier he has no qualms about getting hojo to set a giant monster on ags bc they’ve seen too much

One cathartic hojo murder and climactic rooftop battle later and shinra’s evil plans get revealed to the public

Maybe kunsel leaks the receipts or something or shinra monologues evilly for a hidden camera held by zack or both

Shinra definitely at least gets deposed if not outright assassinated

Rufus tries to step up as emperor but the crowd is not having it. They are chanting for the great hero sephiroth instead

Sephiroth deflects the praise onto Genesis who actually wants it and preens under the attention, angeal is just proud of his besties

When gen and angeal return home gen finally gets to fulfill his dream of sharing an apple with sephiroth yayy

If anyone wants to do anything with this go right ahead, just lmk, I would 99999% read this fic but I do not have time to write it rn and I am not an artist

[sephirthoughts]

Just Like Honey: Chapter 9

SOMEONE PHOTOSHOP GLASSES ONTO A PICTURE OF REEVE PLEASE I NEED IT FOR REASONS

AU: organized crime, cabaret, sex work

SHIPS: MULTIPLE! rufus/cloud, vincent/cloud, sephiroth/cloud, reeve/cloud, rufus/cloud/tseng, cloud/other characters as clients because that's his job, weiss/nero, background aerti

RATING: EXPLICIT, MINORS DNI, NO MINORS ALLOWED

WARNINGS: sex workers, prostitution

Chapter 9: Friends in High Places

Leslie and Cloud’s old tenement apartment and Reeve’s Shinra Tower penthouse represented the bookends of residential living situations in Midgar. Expansive didn’t begin to describe Reeve’s place, and the entirety of it had clearly been furnished by a professional decorator. 

Overworked, oblivious Reeve probably didn’t even notice how gorgeous the mahogany bookshelves were, or how supple the calfskin leather on the couches, or how thick and plushy the hand-woven Persian rugs. To him, this palatial residence was a box he went into, once in a while, to sleep and shower.

In all fairness, Cloud hardly noticed, either, because Reeve answered the door wearing a cable knit, v-neck sweater, grey slacks, and a pair of—

“Glasses!” Cloud gasped, pointing accusingly at Reeve’s face. “And you didn’t even warn me!”

“Uh…sorry. Do you not like them?” said the understandably confused Reeve, reaching up, to take them off. 

“Nuh-uh! Don’t you dare!” 

Cloud kicked the door shut behind him, dropped his bag, and grabbed Reeve, dragging him into a kiss. Reeve was too startled to react for a second, then he gave a soft groan and leaned into it, letting his hands roam hungrily over Cloud’s taut little body, as they fumbled their way to the sofa and fell onto it, without breaking the kiss.

“I guess—I guess you like the glasses, then,” Reeve said breathlessly, when Cloud released him. 

“No fucking way, they’re flat-out cheating!” Cloud complained. “You’re already that hot, and you really have the nerve to pull out the sexy-dad glasses and sweater look? Rules violation, unfair play!”

Reeve chuckled. “Wow. No one’s ever said I look like a dad before.”

“Maybe not to your face. I bet a lot of little Shinra employees call you daddy behind your back.”

“You’re making me sound a lot more attractive than I really am. Trust me, there’s no way anyone at work thinks of me that way.”

“Oh, no. It’s just as I feared,” Cloud lamented, cupping Reeve’s face in his hands. “Overwork has fried your brain, and you’re living in a delusion where you’re not one of the sexiest men alive.”

“W—what?” Reeve stammered. “I’m not even close to one of the sexiest men alive. Especially not when men like you exist.”

“We don’t count.”

“Oh?”

“Yep. In the interest of fairness, athletic twinks have our own separate category. Otherwise, all other men would always lose to us.”

Reeve laughed again. “Well, you’re not wrong about that.”

Cloud couldn’t help but smile, too. “You’re a lot happier when you’re not in that stuffy office. Speaking of which, I’m gonna go change into something a little more comfortable. That ok?”

“Yes, please. Make yourself at home. The bathroom is the third door, there. Can I get you something to drink?”

“Yeah, anything’s fine. Whatever you’re drinking.”

When Cloud returned from the bathroom, Reeve choked on his sip of wine, coughing and sputtering into a napkin. “Holy—holy shit! You can’t say I’m cheating, when you’re wearing that!”

“What, this old thing?” Cloud said innocently, while doing a little twirl, to demonstrate that the pink-lace short-shorts laced up in the back, with a pink ribbon. With the matching camisole and slippers, he was basically dressed like he was playing a teenaged girl in a naughty sleepover porn. 

“You said you wanted the girlfriend experience, so I dressed accordingly.”

“If I had a girlfriend who dressed like that, I’d never leave the house,” Reeve muttered. 

“So, what do you feel like doing tonight, honey-bunny?” Cloud crooned, accepting the glass of white wine Reeve was holding out to him. “Want to snuggle up on the couch and pretend to watch a movie?”

“I, uh…yeah. That sounds good,” Reeve said awkwardly.

“Or, how about I give you a neck rub, and you tell me about your day.”

“Sure.”

Cloud narrowed his eyes. “Don’t just agree to whatever I say. I’m here to make you happy. If there’s something you want, I want to hear it.”

“No, no I don’t—well, maybe. Ok, yes. But it’s kind of…embarrassing.” 

“Good news. If there’s anyone you don’t need to be embarrassed telling about it, it’s me. You’re the one who told me sex workers are like therapists. So, treat me like that. A safe space.”

“Hoo boy.” Reeve passed a hand across his forehead. “It’s just, I know it probably isn’t a cool fantasy to have, and I’d never want to do anything like that in real life, I just—”

“Hey,” Cloud interrupted, taking his hand to squeeze it. “Every kind of fantasy is ok. It doesn’t matter what you get turned on by. It doesn’t make you a bad person.”

Reeve looked unconvinced. “Are you…are you sure?”

“I’m sure. You could tell me you daydream about fucking cartoon hedgehogs, and I still wouldn’t judge you. As long as it’s just fantasy, or you express it as part of consensual play between adults, literally anything is ok.”

“Well…alright.” Reeve took a deep breath and let it out. “Here goes. I would like it if you could pretend to…to be asleep, while I touch you and…do things to you.”

Cloud blinked. “Is that really what you were worried about telling me? Then it’s no sweat, I’ve done plenty of somno play.”

“Somno?”

“Somnophilia. Wanting to fuck someone who’s unconscious.” 

“Oh. Wow. I didn’t know there was a real term, for it. But there’s more. I—I also want you to ‘wake up’ partway through, while I’m already inside you, and, uh…”

“You want me to struggle? Beg you to stop? I can cry, if you want.”

Reeve squinted an eye at him. “You’re not nearly as weirded out by this as I expected.”

“Reeve, my sweet, summer wolfman,” Cloud sighed, patting his shoulder. “This is one of the least weird things I’ve been asked to do.”

“Really? Wait, wolfman?”

“Yeah, really. I had a client once who wanted me to soak in a cold bath, first, and play dead while he fucked me. I got a married couple who wanted me to pretend to be their kid, and walk in on them fucking. One wanted to be a new stepmother, and I was the horny stepson who took advantage of her, while dad was out of town. I have multiple current clients who like to be put on leashes and treated like dogs. I even have these four brothers who make me cook food for the three younger ones, then the older one fucks me in another room, while they eat.”

Reeve looked appropriately astonished. “My thing probably sounds pretty tame, then.”

“Non-con fantasies like that are the most common ones, believe it or not. But I’ve done pretty much everything. Power exchange, age play, pet play, teacher-student, coach-athlete, voyeurism, incest…”

“Incest?”

“Yeah, mostly daddy and big brother stuff.”

Reeve swallowed hard. “Would you…would you call me daddy?”

“Try and stop me.”

A little while later, Cloud was ‘asleep’ in Reeve’s huge, ridiculously comfortable bed, with the lights out, and the only illumination coming from the windows. The door opened softly, letting a beam of warm light from the hallway fall across the bed.

He heard Reeve call out, “Sweetheart? You awake?”

Cloud didn’t reply, obviously.

Cautious footsteps padded across the carpet, to the bed. He was lying on his stomach, hugging a pillow, with his legs splayed out and one knee bent, so when the covers were drawn back, the first thing Reeve saw was the pink lace of the tiny shorts, barely concealing the bulge of his sack, between his thighs. 

A knee pressed down on the bed, then big, warm hands slid up under the shorts, to gently cup his ass. Reeve’s thumb hooked the crotch and pulled them to the side, and the other thumb and forefinger spread him apart.

Cloud heard him curse under his breath and grinned inwardly. Covering his asshole, was a sparkling, pink, heart-shaped gem, which was the base of the plug he was wearing, and hadn’t told Reeve about. 

There was a short pause, then Reeve’s warm weight pressed down on him, as he leaned over to whisper in his ear. “Playing with yourself in daddy’s bed. I’ll have to teach you a lesson.” 

The scent of wine on his breath, mingled with Reeve’s aftershave, really did lend to the atmosphere of a slightly drunk parental figure, about to do unspeakable things to a sleeping teenager. Cloud’s dick began to swell and thicken, with excitement.

Reeve slipped his pink shorts down, leaving them hanging around his ankle, and slid a palm under his abdomen, to pull his half-hard dick down between his thighs. There was another pause, in which Cloud could hear Reeve’s uneven breathing. Then the hands took hold of his ass again.��

It was only because of his extreme professionalism, at that point, that Cloud was able to remain still and unresponsive, breathing relatively evenly. Reeve’s beard tickled his inner thighs as he bent down and put his hot mouth on Cloud’s sack, sucking and licking, while his thumb rhythmically prodded the plug. Pretty soon, Cloud’s dick was rock-hard, despite being forced to point downward between his thighs.

Reeve drew away, then took hold of the jeweled base of the plug and began to pull. Cloud stirred slightly and made a drowsy murmur of protest, as it popped out, with an obscene squelch. A thin stream of clear lube trickled down over his balls. 

“Got yourself all ready for daddy, didn’t you,” Reeve said hoarsely. 

Cloud heard a belt and zipper, and the rustle of fabric. Reeve guided the head of his cock to Cloud’s taut, lube-slick entrance. 

“Fuck, baby. Your pussy’s so tight,” he breathed, as he pushed in. “Daddy can barely fit inside you.” 

Cloud was about ready to explode. His dick was throbbing and drooling, and it took all his self control not to moan from sheer relief, when Reeve finally bottomed out, filling him to the brim. Cloud waited for him to set a good rhythm, then he began to stir, and groggily lifted his head.

“What…what’s happening,” he mumbled. Then he froze and pretended to panic. “What are you doing! Stop! Help!” 

Reeve grabbed his wrists and pinned them, as he began to sob and thrash. “Sh, sh, sh. It’s just me, sweetheart.”

“D—daddy?” Cloud sniffled. “Why are you…why are you doing this to me?”

“Isn’t this what you wanted? You were playing with yourself, in my bed, weren’t you?”

“I didn’t! I wasn’t—!”

“Don’t lie to me,” Reeve cut him off sternly, punctuating the sentence with a savage thrust. The uncustomary aggressiveness in his voice amplified his sexiness by about ten-thousand, and sent chills up cloud’s spine. “Daddy came home and found you asleep in my bed, with a toy stuck up your slutty little hole. Weren’t you playing with yourself and thinking about daddy fucking you?”

“Hngh—ah! I was! I was!” Cloud ‘confessed.’ “I’m sorry, daddy! I won’t do it again!” 

Reeve slid almost all the way out. “It’s too late for that. You wanted daddy’s dick, so now you have to take it.” He slammed it back in, all the way to the base. 

“Noooo! Daddy, it’s too big!” Cloud whined, pretending to struggle under Reeve’s solid weight.

“Don’t fight, baby. Be good and take it,” Reeve panted, thrusting even harder, as Cloud bucked against him. His cock was getting hotter and harder. He was close. “You’re gonna make daddy come, if you keep tightening up like that.”

“Daddy, s—stop! It feels weird!” Cloud wailed (while gleefully tilting his ass up to take Reeve’s dick as deep as he could).

“Hngh…baby! Daddy’s coming! Fuck!” 

Reeve pulled out abruptly, and Cloud felt warm fluid spattering across his ass and thighs. As soon as he’d finished, he pushed back inside, to ride out the spasms, while Cloud wrung himself hard and fast, till he came in the tight space, between his stomach and the mattress.

“Oh, fuck,” Reeve said breathlessly, falling onto the bed next to him. “That was—that was amazing. You’re amazing.”

“Not so bad yourself, daddy,” Cloud said, with a wink. Then he pretended to pout. “You’re not tired already, are you?”

“Not yet. Thank the goddess for all that boxing. Just, uh…just give your old man a couple minutes.”

They rolled around for a while, flirting and laughing, and wound up fucking again, with Cloud on top, riding Reeve cowgirl style. After that, they took a long shower together, in Reeve’s enormous spa-style Swiss shower. Reeve wanted to walk him out, but Cloud waved him off, saying he was a big boy and could take care of himself. And so the two cheerfully said goodnight at Reeve’s door, promising to see each other again, soon.

When the elevator reached the lobby, Cloud peered around, half expecting to see Zack, or Reno and Rude, but no one was around except for a few security guards and holographic receptionists. The scene was less desolate, outside, since this part of Shinra Tower was a block from Loveless Avenue, and the nightlife was always lively.

Cloud was crossing the bustling fountain square, bound for the train station, when a hand fell heavily on his shoulder, giving him a jolt. “I see you’ve been making friends in…high places.” 

Cloud attempted to swallow in a suddenly dry throat. “Sephi? W—what are you doing here?”

“I might ask the same of you, if I didn’t know perfectly well, already.” Sephiroth leaned close, so Cloud could feel his breath on his ear. “There’s a man’s scent, all over you.”

His voice was hard and cold and crystal clear. Like knives made of ice. Which meant he was sober, and thus at his most dangerous. Cloud suppressed a shudder.

A gloved hand took hold of his arm, and Sephiroth deftly steered him around the corner, onto the intersecting street. He glanced anxiously about, but he wasn’t thinking of calling for help. His fear was less that Sephiroth would hurt him, and more that he’d hurt other people. He didn’t want anyone to get killed, so the only choice he had was to go along with the man, and hope he’d stay calm.  

They walked for about half a block, before Sephiroth pushed him into a dark, narrow space between buildings and shoved him up against the brick wall, pinning him with a hand on the back of his neck and a knee between his legs. 

“I don’t think you quite understand your situation, little puppet, so I will explain it.” Sephiroth lowered his voice to a menacing murmur. “You belong to me. The fact that you are able to run about and do as you please, is because I allow it.”

“It’s my job, Sephi. It’s not like I can just—”

“Hush. If I objected to your waywardness, I would put a stop to it, but I do not. It amuses me, the way you play these fools like perfectly tuned instruments. The way you make them line up to lay riches at your feet, in exchange for a taste of your body. You have given yourself to so many men, and yet none of them can truly possess you. They are your servants and playthings. You are free.” 

“B—but you just said I belong to you,” Cloud faltered.

“That does not mean I intend to cage you. You would wither in captivity, and you would hate me. I would rather…but that is not what I’ve come to talk about. I sought you out because you are in a position to be useful to me. You are going to be my eyes inside Shinra.”

Shit. Cloud’s stomach dropped. “What do you mean? Why me?”

“There is no chance you would travel regularly to Shinra Tower for an ordinary client, and even less chance an ordinary client could dispatch the Turks, to transport you, to and fro. That means your clearance must grant you upper-level access.” 

Cloud was stunned that Sephiroth knew all of that, but he didn’t dare ask how. He also didn’t think his usual tactic of playing dumb was going to do much good, so he just kept his mouth shut.

Sephiroth slapped something onto the wall, in front of his face. It was a creased and faded photo, of a pretty young woman, with brown eyes and light-brown hair. 

“Who’s she?” Cloud asked, confused.

“Irrelevant. All you need to know is that she is somewhere in Shinra Tower. Memorize her face. You will look for her, for me. Tell me, immediately, the moment you see her. That’s all. Simple enough, yes?”

“Seph, this…I can’t just go snooping around in there. What if I get caught?”

“I trust you can use your talents to talk your way out of any minor trouble you encounter. But if it truly came to life or death, you’ve no need to fear. I will come to your rescue.”

“Oh, you will? And how the hell are you gonna rescue me, inside Shinra Tower?” Cloud demanded, his blue eyes sparking defiantly.

Sephiroth answered with a cold chuckle. “There are few places in this world that can keep me out.”

“If it’s so easy for you to get in, then why don’t you look for this woman, yourself? What do you need me for?” 

“The time has not yet come, to move openly, against Shinra. For now, I must stay in the shadows.” His grip tightened on the back of Cloud’s neck. “I trust my little puppet will do his very best, for me.”

“I—I will,” Cloud gasped, as Sephiroth pressed him into the wall with his body, and his hard dick dug into his ass. “You know I’ll—ngh! You know I’ll do whatever you say.”

Sephiroth gave a pleased hum, then grabbed his hair and yanked his head back. Cloud’s mouth opened readily, to submit to the invasion, as the man’s tongue rolled forcefully over his.

He didn’t like being suddenly grabbed on the street and ordered around, but being near Sephiroth for any length of time had an intoxicating effect on him. No matter how insane and dangerous his rational mind knew Sephiroth was, Cloud’s body always wanted him so badly he could taste it.

That raw, animal desire was even more intense now, away from his workplace, and without the context of a professional transaction. He was already fumbling to undo his own trousers and yank them down around his thighs, as they kissed feverishly. He heard steel buttons jingle faintly behind him, then that huge, heavy dick slotted into the cleft of his ass. 

“My bag,” he panted, licking his kiss-bruised lips. “There’s lube.”

Keeping a hand on his hip, Sephiroth reached down and picked up the bag. Cloud dug out the bottle of lubricant, which he squeezed all over his hand, then reached back to slick the thick, hard, veiny shaft. That was all the preparation Sephiroth had the patience for. He pushed the big, blunt head against his hole, still pink and swollen from Reeve, and impaled him, in one long slide, clamping a gloved hand over Cloud’s mouth, to muffle his moans. 

Once he was all the way in, he set a ruthless pace, showing no tenderness, whatsoever; thrusting hard and deep, pounding Cloud into the cold bricks. The way Sephiroth fucked was always pretty rough, but this felt different. Possessive and domineering, with a hostile edge. Like he was trying to fuck Reeve out of him (despite the fact that Reeve was a gentleman and hadn’t come inside, and Cloud had already showered, anyway). 

Just then, a wave of Sephiroth’s aromatic, masculine scent, like leather and cedar smoke, washed over him, and made Cloud’s head spin like he was drunk. He let go and lost himself in the unhinged lust and brutal intensity, radiating like heat from this monstrously strong and preternaturally gorgeous man. 

That massive shaft was drilling into him, thrumming over his prostate, making his dick so hard it ached, and was leaking like a faucet. He wanted to come so badly, he didn’t care about anything else, let alone the fact that they were outdoors, in a public alleyway, only a few meters from a busy street.

Biting his bottom lip, he looked over his shoulder at Sephiroth, and grabbed hold of his leather coat, tugging him closer, urging him to fuck him harder. 

Sephiroth’s slit pupils dilated visibly in his pale, blue-green irises. He clamped his hand over Cloud’s mouth again, and with a low snarl, he bared his sharp teeth and bit into his neck, so deep it broke the skin. 

Cloud went rigid, screaming hoarsely into Sephiroth’s muffling glove, while he came hard, spurting against the wall, in hot, rapid pulses. Sephiroth came at the same time, with a strangled groan, hips stuttering, as his big, thick shaft pulsed, pumping a molten hot flood into Cloud’s convulsing hole. 

The gloved hand released his mouth. Cloud’s head lolled forward and he let his sweat-damp forehead rest on the cold brick, enjoying the soothing coolness, while he caught his breath. Sephiroth was breathing hard too, still holding him pinned, but more gently, now, pressing what felt like apologetic kisses to the badly bruised spot on his neck. 

When he pulled out, he held Cloud open with his thumbs, to watch the semen trickle down his thighs, which seemed to please him immensely. Cloud wrinkled his nose in annoyance, but he was facing the wall still, so Sephiroth didn’t see. 

It really was incredibly rude of him to come inside, considering Cloud still had to ride the train for an hour to get home. He was thinking irritably about that and zipping up his pants, when the roar of a motorcycle engine filled the air, amplified by echoing off all the walls in the small alleyway. 

“Come,” a much subdued and unusually lucid-looking Sephiroth said, holding out his gloved hand. “I’ll take you home.”

Kadaj was waiting on the street, astride one of the gang’s huge, black motorcycles. When he saw them step out of the alleyway together, he dismounted and stood there sullenly, looking at the ground. Sephiroth threw his long leg over the saddle and Cloud climbed on, behind him. Without so much as a glance at his younger brother, Sephiroth instructed Cloud to hang on tight, then gunned the engine and sped away, down the street.

Kadaj lifted his pale-blue eyes and glared venomously after them, his fists clenching and unclenching, at his sides, till they faded from sight. Then he turned and walked away, in the opposite direction. 

Atop the roof of one of the many brownstone residential buildings, that filled this area, another figure leaned out and peered down the street, in the direction Sephiroth and Cloud rode off, then the direction Kadaj went. Then it also vanished into the night.

When they pulled up in front of the Honeybee, Cloud clambered off the bike, and hung his arms around Sephiroth’s neck, while they shared a slow, lingering kiss. Even after they drew apart, Sephiroth gazed at him for a long time, tucking his hair behind his ear and stroking his face, like he was reluctant to let him go. 

Cloud’s cheeks got hot and his stomach fluttered. He’d never felt so much like Sephiroth was actually looking at him and seeing him, before. There was something lonely and longing in the man’s eerily beautiful eyes, that made made Cloud’s chest ache. 

His own eyes began to sting with impending tears. Then all at once, it was as if a wall of ice snapped up between them. The catlike eyes glittered and the line of that perfect mouth hardened.

“Go,” Sephiroth said, turning away. “Don’t forget to do what I told you.”

Cloud stood there looking dazed, as the motorcycle roared away, down the narrow street. Then he shook himself and hurried inside. He almost ran face-first into Nero, who was standing directly in the doorway, for some reason. 

“What the hell!” Cloud said crossly. “Why are you always blocking every door I go through!”

“Who was that man, on the chopper?” Nero asked. “It can’t be…does our little bimbo have a boyfriend?”

Cloud wanted to tell him to fuck off, but asshole or no, Nero worked here, now. He should know about the hazards he might encounter. “That was Sephiroth, the leader of the Remnants biker gang. He’s psychotic and dangerous as fuck and I don’t want to die, so I do whatever he says. If he comes here, we all do whatever he says, and don’t give him an excuse to kill anyone. You can ask Andrea, if you don’t believe me.”

“It didn’t look like you were scared for your life, just now. It looked like you were kissing your boyfriend goodbye.” Nero sniffed the air and smirked. “And you smell like you just fucked in an alley.” 

“How could you possibly smell an alley?” Cloud retorted. “You’re just saying any shit you can think of, to be insulting.”

Nero arched a black brow. “Am I wrong?” 

Cloud blushed guiltily and scowled to cover it up. “It’s none of your business! Why are you even talking to me?”

“Andrea wants you. He said to bring you to his office, when you got back.”

Cloud slumped. He was sticky and grouchy and exhausted, having spent the past several hours having sex with two men in a row, and then riding on a motorcycle all the way from the upper city, clinging to a madman for dear life, the entire time (which was still more than half an hour, despite Sephiroth’s kamikaze style of navigating traffic). But Andrea was the boss, so he dragged himself to the elevator, pointedly ignoring Nero, who followed him in, looking infuriatingly smug. 

“Cloud, you’re here,” Andrea said, beckoning them into his office. “Your client has confirmed that trip, he mentioned. You’ll be leaving Friday afternoon, and returning the following Friday.”

Cloud nodded, unable to suppress his smile, upon hearing that he really was going to Wutai with Vincent. And for a whole week! 

“That’s why I called you both in,” Andrea went on. “Nero, this means you’ll be filling in for Cloud, for the first time, Saturday night. It’s a big responsibility. The Honeybees will be counting on you to carry the show.” 

Nero’s crimson eyes flashed eagerly. “I won’t disappoint you, boss.” 

“Good! That’s what I like to hear,” Andrea said, looking pleased. “Cloud, you have a few days before your trip, so I want you to spend them helping Nero prepare for the headlining spot. That’s your top priority. Got it?”

“Yeah, I got it,” Cloud said glumly, his Wutai excitement severely dampened by the prospect of having Nero stuck to his side for three days.

When the two left the office, Nero’s hands were shaking with adrenaline. This was the moment he’d been waiting and preparing for. He was going to see Vincent Valentine, face to face. Finally, everything would be set in motion. Cloud noticed his agitated fidgeting, while they were riding the elevator, and misunderstood.

“Don’t be nervous,” he said. “It’s not much different from the Friday night shows.”

Nero didn’t correct his error. “I heard all the VIPs come to your Saturday shows, though. That’s a lot of pressure.” 

“They’re just bored, old, rich guys. They’re not scary,” Cloud assured him, as the two disembarked, on their floor. “The only one we absolutely must keep happy is Vincent Valentine, and he won’t be there, so there’s nothing to stress about.”

Nero’s heart stopped. “What…he won’t?”

“Of course not,” Cloud said, as if he should have known. “I’m going to Wutai with him. That’s why you’re covering for me, in the first place. See you tomorrow.”

Nero was still reeling from the emotional whiplash, as Cloud walked away, and their rooms were on opposite ends of the hall, so he had no excuse to follow and probe for more information. His initial disappointment quickly gave way anger, at the little blonde who was blithely ruining all his plans. Under a black cloud, he stalked to his room, slammed the door, and threw himself on the bed. Weiss flipped down from the headstand push-ups he’d been doing, and came to sit beside him. 

“I’m covering the bimbo’s show Saturday,” Nero said, before he had a chance to ask. 

“That’s exactly what we wanted,” Weiss pointed out. “What’s wrong?”

“Vincent Valentine won’t be there! He’s taking the bimbo out of town, and that’s why I’m covering for him! It’s like that little rat-faced eyesore exists just to get in my way!”

“There will be other opportunities. Don’t get upset, you’ll make yourself sick,” Weiss said, spreading his arms. “Come here. Let me hold you.”

Nero turned his back and curled into a sullen ball. Undeterred, Weiss dragged his stubborn little brother into his lap, to wrap him up in a tight embrace. Nero wriggled and kicked petulantly, but only for a moment. Then he surrendered and burrowed into his brother’s bare chest, taking deep breaths of his scent, to soothe himself. 

“I hate him, brother,” he pouted, peering up at Weiss from beneath his long, sooty eyelashes. “Kill him, for me.”

Weiss smiled adoringly, smoothing the silky, black hair back from his pallid face. “Soon, my love. We must first fulfill our purpose. Then we will have leisure, to bathe in the blood of our enemies.” 

“But who knows how long that’s going to take,” Nero huffed. “I want to kill him, now.”

Weiss chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated in his broad ribcage. “Have patience, little one. When all is done, I will bring him to you, and we will take our time with him. I wonder how long we can keep him alive.”

Nero pushed him onto his back and straddled him, sliding his hands up and down his ridiculously muscular torso, his crimson eyes kindled with a deranged light. “Tell me, brother. Tell me what you’ll do to him. I want to hear it, so I can imagine every single detail.”

THE AUTHOR HAS SOMETHING TO SAY

MY SAD MURDER-BABY SEPHIROTH SOMEONE BE NICE TO HIM

[strawberry-sticky-autism]

Headcanons for SMG4 Revival AU/Bubble-Verse

Niles's bandages are gone from his arms post-revival.

Desti has a scar where Replica!Sephiroth stabbed her post-revival.

Spudnick has cracks on his face post-revival.

Fred has blotches on his arms and legs that expose his wireframe post-revival.

SMG1 has limited/no feeling in his scarred arm and leg, and SMG2 is blind in his scarred eye.

Similar to this, Fred gets chronic pains in the places where his wireframe is exposed.

SMG1 is a bookworm. A common sight in their house (I assume they got a house in like, Bloopervile post-Genesis Arc) is SMG1 reading a book while SMG2 is lying against his side sleeping.

SMG2 is very protective of Spudnick after he comes back, coming from the guilt of being unable to protect him the first time.

SMG2 has had recurring nightmares about the death of Spudnick and the resulting destruction of their original universe.

SMG0 is very keen of how Niles is feeling, or at least trying to be, after all the chaos and misery that resulted from him not noticing Niles's growing inferiority complex about his origins.

Niles reeeeeeeaaaallly likes drinking milk, and will drink a whole carton if no-one stops him.

Spudnick is about as obsessed with mangoes as Mario is obsessed with spaghetti.

Fred likes chocolate, but not nearly as much as his other Avatar's favourites.

Niles avoided Fred for a week after he (Fred) was revived, due to the guilt of accidentally killing him and destroying their universe in the process.

SMG0 is an excellent cook, Niles is learning how to cook, and Fred... once burnt water.

SMG1 and SMG2 are both pretty good cooks. Spudnick has to be supervised in the kitchen after he tried to use the sun to bake cookies.

Niles and Zero's eyes flip to the red null-sign version when they are particularly upset. If Niles's does this, you're probably screwed. If Zero's does this, you are definitely very fucked.

[rottenpumpkin13]

AU where bad things happen but everyone is alive and somewhat sane. Anyway. Cloud works really hard, gets kidnapped by the science department and becomes strong enough to be considered for first class soldier but he is… still so small and pathetic looking next to the others. He is allowed to become a first so the company can buy his silence. However! He is purposefully cut out of frame in photo ops of the firsts, his invitations to public events are ‘lost.’ When he tells people he is a first class soldier to get in to restricted areas he needs to go into for his job he is laughed at and ignored. Nobody but the other firsts and a few higher ups know Cloud is actually a first class soldier. How do they react to the little power house being slighted constantly? How does Cloud react to people being convinced he is a liar and a poser?

Cloud had wanted to be a hero, but now he'll settle for doing his job and staying out of the way. His rise to First Class was so unconventional that all he really cares about now is helping and doing his best, even if he levels with the others effortlessly. The other Firsts respect him as an equal, but there's little they can do to change how the public sees him. Except for Zack. Zack won't let it slide.

*Zack is filming Sephiroth and Cloud in the training room*

Zack: Ready when you are! This video is gonna go viral. Just wait 'till they see how easily Cloud can hold his own against Sephiroth.

Angeal: I'm not sure about this. What if Sephiroth hurts him?

Zack: Eh, he won't. Cloud's a tough fighter.

*Cloud punches Sephiroth in the face*

Angeal: OI!

Zack: In fact, I think he might even be more powerful than Sephiroth.

*Cloud drives his knee into Sephiroth's and forces him down hard*

Angeal: I SEE YOUR POINT!

Zack: I can't wait until the whole world knows Cloud's name. What if he replaces Sephiroth as the new favorite?

*Coud raises his sword to impale Sephiroth*

Angeal: STOP THEM!

Zack: Embrace Cloud, Angeal.