#along with zack fair

[shitpostingkats]

We need to talk Cloud Strife, esteemed Autism Haver, probably coming out of the goo with at least 30% of Zack's adhd diagnosis.

[rocketbirdie]

They are og party members in my heart <3

[blue-eli]

Ink October day 25: Puppy

A young dog; a pup.

The young of a canine animal, esp. of the common dog; a whelp.

[phoenixwithapencil]

I want to stick AC Cloud and degraded Angeal in a room together I think they could be guilty bastards mired in the past together and they’d somehow come out sadder than they came in

[dark-elf-writes]

Hojo half-sibling au but cloud already been fucking gen before seph know he have a brother. Just for the lol.

It all started so simply — which, looking back at it, should have been Cloud’s first and largest red flag. Nothing in his life was ever anything other than complicated. He was “that Strife boy”, Nibelheim’s town bastard, almost an entire town’s dirty little secret.

(Not his mom’s though. Never his mom’s. She would always press a kiss to his crown of spikes that was so much like her own and tell him that he was her wonder. A gift from the gods themselves.)

But it all started so simply…

It started with a mandatory paternity test as a part of joining the SOLDIER program.

Getting to SOLDIER hadn’t been so simple. That had begun with an unlikely friendship between Zack Fair and some poor trooper with unfortunate amounts of motion sickness. Zack, upon hearing about Cloud’s dream to be in the program and his numerous failures at doing so, had thrown himself into helping Cloud train for the next exam.

“That’s what friends do, spikey!”

Hand to hand, sword work, physical conditioning, even materia… or, well, Zack had tried to teach Cloud Materia to… some success which had in turn led to the second complication.

Genesis had stumbled upon their training one day just in time to see Cloud blast Zack back with a spell that shouldn’t be able to do that yet again and had all but claimed Cloud as his own.

“Artificial materia has a different concentration of mako, dearest,” He had said, running the back of gloved fingers over Cloud’s cheek. “And your exposure to mako from living in a place so dense with it has changed you too. Try this instead.” He had slotted a new orb of materia, naturally formed and from his own collection no less, into Cloud’s borrowed bracer like he was sealing a wedding vow.

(And knowing Genesis as well as he did now, that was probably not far off the mark. The dramatic bastard had claimed to have fallen in love from the moment he first saw Cloud “knock the puppy on his ass even with those terribly mis matched materia”, and Genesis Rhapsodos was nothing if not determined when it came to getting what he wanted.

Still, Cloud couldn’t deny that it was nice to be wanted for once… just like he couldn’t deny that Genesis was a skilled teacher both on the mats and in his bedroom where he had Cloud seeing the goddess herself when he did that thing with his fingers.)

But a paternity test made sense, in a way. Cloud had said he never knew his father, and since he was now officially a SOLDIER third, he would start getting attention. Considering how much he looked like his mother, it wouldn’t be a leap to assume people might start coming out of the woodwork to make claims, and such a scandal would look bad for Shinra in the long run. It… probably also didn’t help that Cloud looked enough like Rufus and Lazard that rumors had already begun to spread of another Shirna bastard.

But the results had not been the simple answer.

Nor had they been the slightly more complicated one that, while annoying, would have made a strange sort of sense considering how he looked and proximity to the Shinra manor.

No, Cloud’s results were so complicated that the poor tech that had been running the tests had so so three times to be sure.

And then Cloud was angry. Angry that his mother had been left alone with no money to support her. Angry he had grown up hated by an entire village because some bastard couldn’t be bothered to stick around. Angry that the truth had been under his nose the whole time and he had never seen it.

He had snatched the results from the poor tech and stomped his way to the private lab in the center of the Science Department hardly noting the flustered scientists and techs trying to stop him through the red haze in his mind. The locked door didn’t stand a chance against the mastered fire materia Genesis had gifted him for making it through his training, melting straight through the lock so Cloud could kick the door inwards.

He didn’t notice the second person in the room as he hurled the file of results at a rather unimpressed face. Didn’t care.

“Nice to meet you, dad,” Cloud all but spit between clenched teeth.

Hojo didn’t do much as blink. If anything he shrugged. “Ah. The control group.”

Cloud didn’t remember trashing the lab. Didn’t remember the too familiar face at his side that helped him do it. He did however remember the aftermath with his head in his hands and the Silver General himself awkwardly patting his back as he had a complete mental breakdown.

“It’s what brothers are supposed to do… isn’t it?” Sephiroth had said like to made all the sense in the world. Like any of this made fucking sense.

Cloud Strife had gone from no father to one that saw him as an experiment in all of twenty minutes and now his childhood idol who was actually his half brother was trying to comfort him. It was too much. He needed a drink. He needed a fucking cigarette. He needed —

“Genesis,” He murmured, all but scrambling for his PHS to send off a message. If anyone could make it all make sense it was Gen, or at least, Gen would stand beside him as he burned the world to the ground. Either way, all Cloud wanted at that moment was something that made sense.

Unfortunately, that single word had made Sephiroth recognize exactly who Cloud was other than “some new recruit” or perhaps “Zack’s friend” and his green eyes narrowed as this hands that had been awkwardly patting him tightened possessively.

“You’re the trooper that is dating Genesis.” It wasn’t a question. Sephiroth didn’t wait for an answer. “Genesis slept with my brother.”

And then Cloud Strife’s life became very complicated all at once.

[rocktis]

:o

[the-nexus]

"Relax, I can handle it." Genesis chuckled before he got up, reaching down so that he could pull Zack back onto his feet. It wouldn't be the first time that his dear friend had given him a lecture, and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last!

"Alright then. Let's do this. Show me how it's done." So that he can kick your ass at it, Zack.

Zack graciously took the hand offered out to him and rose to his feet. Arms folded over his chest and he chuckled. "If you're sure, then." He turned, waving his arms to the other SOLDIERs and informing them on the new turn of events, as well as their new participant. A chorus of cheers and laughter followed.

Back to Genesis he turned, a broad smile on his lips. "Okay, guys. Get the chairs and the extinguishers!"

"SIR!!"

And away they scurried, collecting the required items and bringing them forth. Chairs were set up in a line, blocking the hallway and to Genesis, an extinguisher was held.

"Here's what you do: Sit in the chair, put the fire extinguisher in your lap and aim it away from you. And when the game starts, set off the extinguisher and whoever reaches the end of the hall first is the winner." Simple enough instruction. "But if your chair falls over or you crash into anything, like the plants or someone else, you're out."

[noctunis]

ffvii jealousy headcanons 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

✧˖*°࿐ includes cloud strife, zack fair, sephiroth, reno, genesis rhapsodos, and angeal hewley

┊ ˚➶ notes ｡˚ 🎼

just a little something to satisfy you guys while i continue working on my requests!! already did a dmc one so might as well do a ffvii one too lol

┊ ˚➶ warnings ｡˚ 🎼

jealousy (obviously), some possessiveness, intended lowercase, like one bullet point about post-nibelheim sephiroth, just a couple of guys who love the reader??, lmk if i missed anything !! 🎀

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓒LOUD — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ cloud is the type of person who will swear up and down that he doesn’t get jealous, but truth be told, he does. however, he doesn’t recognize it as jealousy at first.

❥ although, he definitely tries to shove his feelings down once he realizes that he’s somewhat upset. cloud won’t upright and confess that he’s jealous or go up to you when he sees someone flirting with you.

❥ cloud’s pretty understanding if you needed space or if you were just talking with someone else, he’s not gonna immediately resort to his insecurity.

❥ but once it’s a reoccurring experience, or if they know what they’re doing— or worse, if they’re actively flirting with you or touching you, then he’ll definitely start to get a little jealous.

❥ instead of actively confronting you or getting up in the flirt’s face, he’ll only watch afar at first. he’ll observe the conversation, the light touches, checking to see if you look uncomfortable or not.

❥ when it begins to become too much though, cloud’ll come up to you, saying something along the lines of how he needs you or needs your help and that it’s so urgent that you have to come with him asap.

❥ if you even insinuate that he got jealous though, he’ll deny it to the moon and back and say that it never happened. he may act like he doesn’t care, but don’t let it fool you. cloud cares about you way too much to let you be slobbered over at a bar by a disrespectful dude.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓩ACK — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ i feel like zack’s semi into pda? as long as he’s not around the firsts or anybody important, especially angeal, then he just can’t wait to show you off. he can’t help it, poor boy loves you too much 😭 so because of the somewhat pda, i dont see a lot of people trying to flirt with you— especially knowing that your boyfriends a SOLDIER.

❥ i dont think he’d even notice at first, too busy talking to you to even notice that theres someone who has your attention also. i cant see anybody really trying to flirt with you though, zack’s like that one small dog who keeps yapping at your feet when you get to close to its owner.

❥ zack is very vocal!! if the person interrupts your conversation, he will blatantly call them out on it. he’d narrow his eyes at them and just say, “hello, i was talking to them??” because who interrupts people like that?? plain rude!!

❥ saw this in another post and i totally agree with it, zack’ll joke and joke with underlying messages behind these said ‘jokes’ and definitely has the mindset of, “what can they offer when you have me???” he just doesn’t see how they catch your attention or why they’re talking to you while hes sitting right there??

❥ will bend over backwards just for your attention, he will pout otherwise if he doesn’t get your full undivided attention after his attempts.

❥ will probably annoy the person after you’re gone by either passive-aggressively interrogating them or ranting about how in love he is with you. he’s like the cartoons where they hold their chin in their palm with heart eyes as they look up all dreamy with a giant thought bubble that’s just you. he can’t help it, he just loves you too much (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞!!1!1!

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓢EPHIROTH — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ for pre nibelheim (because i miss soft and not crazy sephiroth), i cant see him getting all that much jealous? i guess he’d get more so protective if he sees someone all up on you— but otherwise, he’s pretty laid back about it. he puts a lot of his faith in you entrusting that you won’t break it, so i cant see him going crazy over it.

❥ i think sephiroth’s mature enough to not cause a scene even if he was jealous, though. he wouldn’t be petty or actively try to keep you away from anybody pre nibelheim, although he finds it amusing how they try to flirt with you.

❥ he especially has to have trust in you considering he’s a first class!! unless you are also a SOLDIER or you’re associated with shinra, you guys will spend semi-large gaps of times apart. he doesn’t think you’d betray him like that though, he’s mature enough to have a conversation if he’s really worried.

❥ sephiroth has his moments of insecurity, but usually when he’s off duty— he’ll be with you. i’m just imagining sitting at a bar with sephiroth as he’s literally right beside you while this persons trying to slide up next to you lol. i also don’t think sephiroth gets jealous because he knows his worth and know he can be intimidating when he wants to be!! even just his teasing makes people quiver in their fuckin boots lmao. i doubt anybody would wanna mess with a first class SOLDIER who’s fit and over 5’11” / 180cm.

❥ after they either get intimidated or realize their advances aren’t working and that you’re happily in a relationship with sephiroth and leave, he’ll chuckle to himself as he thinks aloud about how silly it was to even attempt to get with you, knowing who you’re with. on the off chance that he’s feeling a little possessive or something, he’s not one for pda but he might just give you a kiss after they leave and a quick murmur of amusement due to their foolishness.

❥ now!! post-nibelheim!! you’re not even gonna be out of his sight enough to be hit on considering he’s kinda like.. a war criminal in a sense 😭. he’s much more possessive in his little silly criminally existentially crisis insane arc, never letting you leave alone or even go out in public that often. he’s much more obsessed with you after his break, so if he finds someone even making advances on you?? ooh, boy.

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓡ENO — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ reno is one weird little dude, let me tell you that. every time i think of reno, i think of a cat. with a suit. suit cat.

❥ reno does get jealous a lot of the time, even if he is usually all up on you anyways. he still is a turk and also has to spend some time away from you, leading to overlapping thoughts of you while he’s away, maybe not even just possessive but also about if something happened to you. nothing could cure these thoughts better than a little phone sex, though.

❥ i’d like to think reno’s into pda as long as he’s not at work, poor rude having to witness wet kisses on your cheek with a lazy arm slung across your shoulder ever day. so i can’t really imagine anybody trying a bunch of stuff with you when usually— reno’s not too far behind.

❥ if reno happens to be not right next to you and he’s just doing his own thing and he happens to GLANCE AT YOU? AND HE SEES SOMEONE HITTING ON YOU?? instant slide next to you.

❥ he’s petty enough to start calling you all these pet names while he’s sitting next to you, wrapping his arm around you while he’s sizing the flirt up. he’ll look them up and down with a hard stare and maybe throw some passive aggressive comments every once in a while.

❥ he’ll probably make them uncomfortable (unless they wanna square up, because knowing reno, he might just charge if the person reciprocates his belligerent comments) so by the time they already leave, reno’s already whining against you as he asks what that was all about, acting all clueless afterwards. but you can tell just from the tone that laces his voice that he knows what he’s doing lol.

❥ he’s just a petty guy, maybe not so much possessive because i mean you can go out wherever you want wearing whatever you want (maybe after a small quickie at home if it’s something revealing), he can fend for you. he swears he’s your knight in shining armor no matter how much he teases you lmfao

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓐NGEAL — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ now here’s the real knight in shining armor™!!!! angeal is your savior if you’re ever in an uncomfortable situation, although he doesn’t really get jealous at all— he’s just very observant of you.

❥ angeal has a whole thing about how in a relationship you must have faith and he’s very comfortable with both you and himself. he’s happy in your relationship and he is secure with himself!! if zack ever sees you two together and he’s like “(」°ロ°) 」??”, bombarding him with questions as usual, then i can just see angeal giving zack a talk on how to treat women and the gentleman way of approach— although zack is very respectful, it’s just in angeals nature to lecture.

❥ he won’t think anything of it when someone you know sits with you, you guys usually know each others relatives and friends well enough to trust them. but he’s a little iffy when a random stranger starts chatting you up.

❥ angeal obviously trusts you!! again, unless you’re a SOLDIER (which he wouldn’t prefer only because he worries about your well being), then you guys will have to spend some time apart. he has a lot of faith in you and will always write you when he’s away, letting you know he’s always thinking of you while you’re apart.

❥ if anything, he’ll save you if he notices you’re uncomfortable or something along those lines. he’ll swiftly say he needs your for something and apologizes to the person out of courtesy that he interrupted your guys’ conversation, but oh it’s so urgent, we must retreat!! and i must hold you hand in hand while we run off and do totally boring SOLDIER duties!!

❥ omfg then he pulls you aside and asks if you’re okay and ugh i just want him so bad. like sephiroth, he’ll also explain how foolish it was to even hit on you when you’re clearly happily in a relationship with him. you two’ll walk along back to hq (?) or whatever while you talk about how odd the encounter was.

❥ so in conclusion !! angeal is a gentleman and doesn’t get jealous / protective unless he thinks you’re in trouble or you’re clearly uncomfortable. angeal hewley to the rescue!!!

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. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝓖ENESIS — 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

❥ this dramatic bitch.

❥ genesis is so petty that he’ll probably consider the possibility that you’re flirting back? and then proceed to ignore you or leaving you off with some esoteric poetry while he tends to his duties. he is first class, after all.

❥ if he’s sitting right next to you though, and he hears that you’re not flirting with them. he’s petty enough like reno where he’ll suddenly be throwing out all these dramatic pet names and throw longing glances towards you, except he won’t even spare a glance towards the other person— simply only paying attention to you.

❥ id consider genesis a jealous person, but i do think that most of it strikes a protective instinct within him. he does understand that he’s also a first class SOLDIER meaning he’ll have to trust you, but he has way too much time on his hands to think. also like angeal where he’ll write you as much as he can— except he’ll send you mindless poems he writes or favored quotes of LOVELESS.

❥ in the case that you leave to go to the bathroom or any sort of occasion, genesis would probably scare the other person or make them feel uncomfortable as well. but when you return and they’re gone, he’ll act so clueless. all, “whatever do you mean, dearest?”

❥ another instance where i don’t think anybody would try anything with you. like angeal and sephiroth, genesis is a first class SOLDIER. everybody knows these dudes are the real shit (well, mainly only sephiroths talked about, but it applies to genesis and angeal too!!) so hes all smug parading you around as he side eyes every person who gawks at you. of course he knows you’re beautiful, but your beauty is too much for these fools to comprehend. so yes, he must glare at every single of them.

❥ and yes, also like his companions, he will jeer and whine about how silly it was to try that with you when you two are alone. i can even see genesis pulling a cloud and just whisking you away claiming you need to do something and then act like nothing happened afterwards. either that, or he’ll overdo it and claim to be your angel— no in between.

[jayaury]

School Daze

Titania University

Be the Man You Were Meant to Be.

With a sense of pride Zack read those words on the brochure again. There weren’t a lot of men that were invited to attend Titania. In fact, until a decade ago, it had been an all-female school. Not only that, but it had been one that catered almost exclusively to demi-humans. So to be a human and get accepted? Well, needless to say he appreciated the honour.

And it had been an honour. Admissions had made that very clear when they gave him the good news, explaining how only the choicest of male students were admitted.

And now he was here.

But where was the orientation officer?

He looked about the campus, adjusting his grips on his bags. Miss Cutter was supposed to meet him by the front doors on the hour, but it was now fifteen minutes past and no sign of her. He was starting to get worried.

And he noticed he was getting a fair bit of notice.

He nervously shifted from one foot to the other, trying to avoid looking at the girls around campus. Of course, he knew Titania was the biggest and most prestigious college in the country that accepted monster girls. And he’d be lying if he said that hadn’t played some role in his decision to attend. Still, he wasn’t used to this much attention. Some goblin maids near the trees kept shooting him glances and giggles, and he was sure those three centaur girls had walked by at least half a dozen times by now. He caught himself fixing his hair again and swallowed nervously.

“Zachary Newfeld?”

“Huh? Sorry?”

He whipped about and started back a step, finding an absolutely gorgeous woman in front of him. She wore a prim jacket and almost scandalously high skirt, while silver scales shimmered on her neck and cheeks. Small fins flicked instead of ears, while lustrous black hair framed her face. Her eyes had a certain… reptilian quality about them, he couldn’t help but notice. But far from being unnerving, Zack found them oddly intriguing.

She smiled, “Clarissa Cutter,” she said, putting out her hand. “Orientation supervisor.”

“Oh, ah, hello,” he said, taking her hand and shaking it. “Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” she said, flashing a brilliant smile, her voice sonorous and sweet, like a wave of gentle sound carrying him away. “Sorry for the delay. We’ve had quite the crop of freshmen. Were you waiting long?”

“Oh, no. No. Not at all.”

“Excellent. Shall we?”

She opened the doors and ushered him inside, smoothly taking the lead.

“I hope you appreciate the privilege being bestowed on you,” Cutter said as they walked down the polished hallways of the school, her heels clicking rhythmically.

“I do. Really!” he insisted. “And I intend to do my best to honour the rich culture of the school.”

“Yes. About that,” she said with a sideways glance. “I’m sure you’ve heard some things about the low graduation rates of male students.”

“I have,” he admitted.

She nodded along. “Yes. You see, unfortunately, a number of our attendees tend to come to Titania for, shall we say, less than academic reasons.”

He felt his face warm. “I ah, assure you, ma’am, I’m absolutely dedicated to getting my degree.”

“Let’s hope so,” she said with a sweet smile, yet the subtle teasing in her tone slid through him with a strange shiver of nameless anticipation, and made his manhood pulse and harden in his pants. “But all the same,” she continued, her voice tugging him back to the present, “we have a daily orientation class in the afternoons for our male students. One of the projects we’ve undertaken to increase retention.”

“Is it uh, mandatory?”

She nodded sympathetically. “I’m afraid so. But not to worry. I try to make it engaging, and I hope you won’t mind listening to me for an hour everyday.”

Zack sincerely doubted he’d have a problem with that. Her voice was so soothing and relaxing, he felt like he could listen to it all day.

“I don’t mind.”

“Wonderful,” Cutter said with another of those winning smiles that made him feel like he’d just stepped under a tropical sun. “I’m sure you’ll make a splendid addition to our school.”

Zack nodded along eagerly, resolving to do his best at Titania, if only not to disappoint the gorgeous woman. Especially if he’d be meeting with her every afternoon.

His own expectations about the college were more than satisfied as they toured the place, taking in the cafeteria, gyms, extensive libraries and study halls. All of which, he couldn’t help but notice, were positively stuffed with female coeds of every race imaginable. And though he spotted more than a few male students, it always seemed like they were outnumbered by females at least two to one.

“The dorms are this way,” Cutter said as they once more crossed the lawn and towards a tall brickwork building on the other side. “And there is… one thing I should warn you about.”

“What?”

She gave him a backwards glance, for the first time looking a bit apologetic. “You see, due to the… periodic shortage of male students once the year gets in full swing, Titania has made the decision not to segregate the dorms by sex. It just complicates things unnecessarily when the boys clear out. We keep the rooms male and female only, but am afraid that you’ll be sharing the dorm with a number of female students. You don’t have a problem with that, do you?”

“I don’t see why I would,” he replied.

She beamed and stopped before the doors. “Wonderful. Now, this is your key,” she said, producing one from her pocket. “Room two two one. I’m sure you’ll enjoy your time here at Titania. And, of course, I’ll be seeing you tomorrow at four sharp in the Shimmer Annex. I’m so looking forward to helping you adjust to your future here.”

Again, Zack felt that thrill of anticipation at her words. “Me too,” he said.

She gave him a last smile and left him at the door to the dorms.

He watched her go, knowing he shouldn’t stare at the way her ass rocked in her skirt, but unable to quite resist. When she was out of sight, he finally made his way inside, climbing to the second floor and hunting down his room. It took him some time to find it, but when he did, he tried the key and teased it open.

His dorm was about what he expected, consisting of two beds on either side of the room along with a pair of desks. One side was barren, but the other was clearly occupied, the bed heavy with bags, while a poster of an amazingly busty woman with cow horns graced the wall, framed by Christmas lights.

As he stood in the doorway, Zack heard the familiar sound of a shower from the room’s shared bathroom. Making his way towards the unoccupied side of the room, he dumped his bags onto the bed.

The hiss of the shower cut off and Zack heard the thumping of someone moving around. A few minutes later the bathroom door opened to reveal a fit young man in a pair of loose pants and no shirt, a towel covering his head as he dried himself off. As the towel came free, it revealed a head of lanky brown hair and two surprised eyes.

“Hi,” Zack said. “Name’s Zack.”

“Oh, hey. You must be the roommate,” the stranger said with a lazy grin. “Name’s John. Nice to meet you.”

“Thanks. Already chosen your space?” Zack said, nodding at the messy bed and lights.

“You know it,” John winked, tossing aside the towel and sauntering to his bags. “Not that I expect to be spending too much time in here.”

Zack frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Come on, man,” John chortled as he pulled on a shirt. “You kidding me? Getting into a school that’s seventy percent hot monster girls? You better believe I’m going all in on this. Doubt I’ll be in this room at all with all those hotties looking for a guy to share their bed. Right?”

Zack frowned. Not that he was surprised. As Cutter had said, there was going to be some male students like that. Zack was just annoyed he was going to be rooming with one who so clearly didn’t appreciate the opportunity they’d been given. “That so?” Zack said neutrally as he pulled clothes from his bag.

“Oh yeah,” John said, tugging on his shoes. “Going to really enjoy my school life. Get me?”

“I do,” Zack said as he put his things into his dresser. “But I’m really more focused on classwork.”

“C’mon,” John said with a wry look at him. “You really didn’t think about getting laid when you got here? Really?”

Zack cleared his throat. “Well, I mean…”

John guffawed. “Of course you did! Every guy here is coming to get some of that sweet monster girl tail.”

“That would explain why men so rarely graduate,” Zack muttered.

“Eh,” John said, shrugging. “Some guys might not be able to handle it. Especially with the rumours.”

Zack paused and glanced back. “Rumours?”

“Sure,” John said as he finished lacing up his shoes. “You must have heard them, right? That the reason most of the guys don’t finish is because they fall in love with a girl here? Drop out to marry her? C’mon, you have to have heard that bit.”

“Not really. But, well, seems unlikely.”

“Too true. I mean, monster girls are great for a quick fuck. But marrying them? C’mon?”

Zack scowled. “Nothing wrong with it, in my opinion,” he replied.

“Sure. Sure. Whatever you say,” John said, pushing himself off his bed and to his feet. He smoothed back his hair and grinned into a nearby mirror. “As for me, I’m going on the prowl. Rawr!”

“Good luck,” Zack said, not really meaning it. If John noticed he didn’t show it, instead strolling out of the room with a lazy saunter.

Zack sighed and turned back to his new dresser. Pulling out more of his clothes, he cocked his head as he heard the door open again. “Forget something?” he asked without turning around.

“Maaaaaybe.”

The feminine drawl made him start, but before he could turn around a pair of arms looped around him and tugged him back against a soft chest. His head whipped about in surprise and he found himself almost nose to nose with a strikingly lovely face. Eyes with reptilian slit pupils in spiral rings sparkled impishly amid a mane of copper hair. A brush of scales gleamed on her cheeks, and a hint of fang was revealed in her grin. She wore a t-shirt with the words ManEater warped by the curve of her breasts, while a skirt hid her hips, but not so much he didn’t see her lower body was that of a snake

“S-sorry!” Zack gasped. “Who…”

“Just your neighbour from across the hall,” she purred, squeezing him again, in more ways than one. He suddenly felt a tightness around his legs and looked down to find serpentine coils wrapping around him. “Name’s Sammy.”

“O-oh. Nice to uh, meet you. I think,” he gasped. “I’m Zack. But uh-”

“Sorry,” she giggled, though she didn’t look apologetic. She did take her arms off him, though her lower half remained tight about him. “When I saw you in here, I just couldn’t resist having a little fun.”

“Er, right. Thanks. But the, uh…”

“Oh, don’t mind my tail,” she said dismissively. “I swear, it sometimes has a mind all its own!”

“Kinda hard to ignore it,” Zack replied as her coils slid further up his thighs and to his hips. If they went much further, they’d come across the unmistakable bulge in his pants.

“It’s because you keep tensing up. If you relax, it won’t think you’re prey.”

“Relax?”

“Sure! You gotta learn how to relax around here. Or college will just gobble you up!” she giggled. “Want some help with it?”

“I-”

“I know some very good techniques,” she said, her voice dropping a little. Becoming sly and sonorous as she moved in close again, her t-shirt stretching wide across her bust. Soft breasts outlined sharply by the fabric, warping the logo like the letters were being stretched across a pair of basketballs. “In fact, that’s what I’m taking. Massage Therapy. How about you?”

“Oh, uh, Transportal History.”

“Oooh, bit of a dry subject. And not much money in it,” she noted.

Zack tried not to wince. He knew only too well it wasn’t a very practical degree. But it was what he was interested in, and what he would take.

“It’s an interesting fi-ield!” he gasped as the coils slid up around his waist, rubbing his bulge in a very unsubtle way.

“I bet. Pretty intensive too. Takes lots of… concentration.”

“Er, s-some,” he admitted in a tight voice.

She gave him a knowing look. “Mhmm. Well, I think I think I’d better keep an eye on you,” Sammy said, tapping a finger to his nose, her eyes flashing with amusement. “I bet you’re gonna need a fair bit of… help. But be careful,” she added teasingly, her finger stroking his cheek before sliding off with a flick to his chin. “Cute guy like you will have lots of interest soon. Reaaaal soon.”

“What?”

“Nothing,” she giggled, her tail loosening from around him as the lamia sidled out of the room with a backwards wave.

Zack watched her go, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he felt his cock throb in his pants. He shivered again at the memory of those scales. The intensity of her eyes.

But he steeled himself. He wasn’t here to date, after all. He was here to study. To graduate. With conviction he resumed putting away his clothes.

And tried to ignore the needy throbbing in his pants…

#

Zack yawned, his hand fanning his mouth as he plodded up the stairs of the dorms. He’d known that his chosen subject would be difficult. But maybe he hadn’t quite appreciated just how difficult it would be. Transportal science was a heavy subject, and took a lot of effort. Especially given the professor tended to single him out a lot. Something he didn’t appreciate, given how much attention the female students gave him as a result. He practically ran out of the room at the end of class.

Though, avoiding his fellow students wasn’t the only reason for that. Or his exhaustion. To be fair, he kind of suspected that had more to do with orientation.

Zack berated himself with frustration. Though he’d been attending Cutter’s orientation class, he only ever seemed to come away drowsy and heavy headed. Just listening to her voice seemed to take all he had. That sweet, wonderful voice. So smooth and lyrical it was like listening to a song that ferried him away on soothing waves. It was a struggle not to close his eyes and just… fall asleep listening to her. He knew some of the other male students were, but she never seemed to notice.

Even then, though he managed to stay awake, he never seemed to remember what was talked about in there. He was only glad there were no tests for it. Especially since he came away from them so tired. He groaned as he plodded up the stairs, reaching his floor, and smiled in relief as he saw his room. He couldn’t wait to get in there, get into bed, and just…

“Oh you have got to be kidding me,” Zack moaned as he spotted the sock on the doorknob. Fucking hell. Every night like this! It never seemed to fail that John had some girl over when Zack got back. Honestly, he was starting to wonder if John went to any damn classes.

And John was definitely in there. Zack could hear the moans and thumps of bed posts against walls. And likewise, Zack knew that banging on the door to try and get the pair’s attention would be an exercise in futility. He’d tried that a few times with all of zero results, and when he brought it up later, John didn’t seem to give a shit. Just off in his own little world. Zack sighed. He would just have to wait.

Again.

Of course, he groused, this wouldn’t be a problem if the last orientation session hadn’t gone on for so long. Gods. Every time he finished them, he had such a headache. How was he supposed to study with all this bullshit happening?

“Fuck’s sake,” he snapped, slamming a fist on the door even though he knew it wouldn’t do any good. “It’s ten, dammit! I need to sleep!”

Moans and pants were all he heard and Zack banged his head into the door, resting it there with a groan. Dammit. Was he really going to end up spending the night in the cafeteria again?

“Problems?”

Zack turned his head to find Sammy in the doorway across the hall, the lamia leaning against the frame and giving him a knowing smirk. He also couldn’t help but notice that she was only wearing a sports bra to restrict the immensity of her bust.

“Just… locked out of my room. Again,” Zack said, trying not to sound bitter and knowing he failed utterly. “My roommate is having some… fun.”

Sammy’s smirk widened. “Aw. Poor thing,” she crooned, sidling out of her room and towards him. “What are you going to do?”

He sighed and shrugged. “I guess go study in the cafeteria again.”

“Oh no no! We mustn’t have that,” she said, her tail sidling around him.

Zack barely bothered to notice. Sammy’s tail always seemed to be touching him whenever they met. Which was often. Though he’d been put off from her at first, he’d grown unexpectedly comfortable around her. Largely because she always seemed to pop up wherever he was, and had little concept of personal space.

And to be fair, he wasn’t against getting to know the gorgeous snake-girl. He just… wasn’t sure how to deal with her. She was very forceful. He hadn’t thought he liked that in a girl, but Sammy had a way about her that put him at ease.

“Not like I have a lot of choice,” he told her with another look at the sock.

“Of course you do. Just stay in my room until they finish.”

He gave her a startled look. “Your room?”

“Sure. My roommate is never around anyway. And it’s quite cozy. Promise,” she said, her tail drawing him in towards the door like a fisherman reeling in a trout.

Zack wasn’t too sure about that. But as her spiral eyes gazed into his with that hopeful look, he found his arguments dying on his tongue. And… it would save him an awful lot of walking to and from if he did stay with her for a bit.

“I… guess I could…” he said.

“That’s the spirit. Now, come along,” she purred, drawing him after her.

Zack followed the pull of her tail and found himself in a room almost the mirror image of his own in design. The same two desks and beds. The same single bathroom. Even the same solitary window between the beds.

But the decoration was considerably different. He had no trouble picking out which side belonged to Sammy. Clothes were strewn about and spilled from dresser drawers left hanging open. The sheets of the bed were in a tangle and practically lost among sumptuous pillows.

By contrast, the other side of the room was neat and primly made up, the bedsheets tucked in, the desk arranged in almost meticulous uniformity. Zack would have wondered if anyone even lived there, if not for the fact he was sure Sammy’s mess would have migrated to the other side of the room if given the chance.

“Here we are,” Sammy cooed, sidling onto the messy bed and depositing him beside her. She smiled at him, her long lashes fluttering as she nestled her chin in her hands and stared intently at him. “Feeling better?”

“More comfortable than the hall,” he admitted.

“I bet.”

He saw the tip of Sammy’s tail tug the door closed. Only then did he realize the situation he was in. Alone in the room with the gorgeous snake girl, he suddenly felt his face warm and looked about uncertainly.

“So, uh…” he coughed. “I should maybe get to studying…”

“If you think it’ll do much good,” Sammy said as more of her tail wrapped about him, sliding around his midriff.

“Why uh, wouldn’t it?”

“Remember what I told you?” Sammy asked with a knowing smile. “How bad stress is for studying?”

“I think so…”

“Well?” she said coyly. “You certainly sound stressed. Very stressed.”

“I mean, yeah. But who wouldn’t be?”

“Mmm. Want me to help with that?”

“You?”

“Sure,” she said, drawing herself up beside him. “Didn’t I tell you? I’m an expert in massage, and I can help make you so very relaxed.”

“I… don’t know…”

“Come on,” she crooned, moving in closer, her eyes bright and gazing into his. A smirk on her lips. “I promise it’ll be sooooo soothing…”

Zack opened his mouth, on the cusp of refusing again.

But as he gazed again into her bright, shining eyes, he felt the urge to refuse fade. His mouth slowly slide shut as he looked into those golden orbs. Why, the spirals of her pupils almost… seemed to swirl…

“I… guess it couldn’t hurt,” he said at last.

Sammy’s smile widened. “Attaboy,” she purred. “Now, let’s get started. Go ahead and take your shirt off.”

Still uncertain, but figuring that he may as well at this point, he grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up. He felt himself warm under the intense gaze of the lamia as he bared his chest and abs. He didn’t have much of an ego about it, but knew he was fit. And he swore he heard her whisper, “Nice.”

“So uh, what next?” he asked.

“Next, we get you laid out on the bed,” she said.

Zack yelped as the serpentine coils around his legs suddenly twitched him onto his back.

“Then we get you nice and tied up,” she purred as her body slithered more securely around him, his arms suddenly pulled tight against his sides. Her coils wrapped about him head to foot, and he tensed with a sudden instinctive alarm as he felt her body lazily flex around him. As he sensed the power in her coils and realized he was at the mercy of them.

“Now now,” Sammy giggled as she suddenly loomed above him, smirking down at him. Predatory. Dominating. “No use getting all rigid now. This is all part of the process.”

“I-it is?” Zack said.

“Of course,” she purred, her human half almost on top of him, her breasts hovering over his chest, her hands planted on either side of his head and her eyes right above his. “Lamia massage is very… special… indeed…”

Zack shivered beneath those eyes. The heat in them made him shift in her tight coils. Yet, strangely, he started to feel a bit… thrilled to have her wrapped around him. To have her coils lazily flex, squeezing and rippling around him in slow, heavy motions. To be surrounded by the gorgeous monster girl. Utterly at her mercy…

“There now,” Sammy breathed as she lowered her face a bit closer. “Isn’t that nice?”

“Y-yeah,” Zack admitted as he gazed into her swirling eyes. Yes. They… they were definitely swirling….

“Don’t you feel relaaaaxed?”

“Yeah…”

“Don’t you feel easy? Soft? All that tension just ooooozing out of you?”

“Yeah,” Zack breathed, and realized it was true. He could feel the tension escape him. Hell, it almost felt like… like all of the tightness was being squeezed out of him.

“That’s right,” Sammy breathed, her voice almost as smooth as Cutter’s. “So sooooft. So eeeeeasy. Just let it all out, handsome. Just look into my eyes. Look deep into them, Zack. Just look deep. Deep as you can go…”

Zack nodded vaguely. He did his best to follow her directions, and found it remarkably easy to do. Her eyes were like endless pools rippling before him. Drawing him from his body, yet always leaving him aware of every sensation. The gentle, subtle squeezing of the coils around him. The shudder of pleasure that ached through him. Even the feeling of her soft breasts coming down lower. Pressing into his chest. Soft and heavy and making his cock throb with desire.

“Does it feel good?” Sammy breathed, her voice faintly hissing, slithering into his ear and wrapping around his thoughts. “Does it feel so nice? So pleasant? So wonderful to give in and relax?”

“Yeah,” he breathed again.

“Then do it,” she whispered. “Just let all that tension go. Just relax for me, Zack. Just let those silly thoughts get squeezed out. All that tension pushing down. Down. Down into that big… throbbing… cock…”

Zack shifted where he lay, blushing at the suggestion, even as he found it oddly compelling. “I um…”

“Just relax, Zackie,” Sammy crooned as her coils gave a particularly tight squeeze. “Don’t worry about it. Just enjoy it. Just do as I say. Just listen to my voice, and let all your worries melt away…”

Zack found himself nodding. Found himself doing as she said. He shuddered softly, the tightness of her coils oddly pleasurable. Restricting. Yet exciting. He felt like her coils weren’t just squeezing his body, but his mind. Massaging his thoughts until his scattered worries just… melted away, as she’d suggested.

He sighed, relaxing as commanded, and found it was amazingly easy to do as she said. To just let all that tension seep down into his crotch. To throb in his hardening cock.

“I can feel it, Zack,” Sammy purred as her fingers danced down his naked chest and sides. Down and to his crotch. Her coils shifting so his bulge was bared, helpless as her palm pressed against it. Her fingers gently squeezing. Pumping him. Making him gasp and moan in ecstasy as she massaged his balls. “I can feel all those worries down in your cock. Filling up your balls. Poor boy. We need to take care of that, don’t we?”

“Ah… Y-yeah,” he gasped.

“That we do. That we definitely do,” Sammy cooed, her face leaning in closer. Her eyes spinning with wonderful hues as her tongue slid hungrily around her lips. “Can I, Zack? Do you want me to? Do you need me to do whatever it takes to get that heavy… aching… tension and stress all out of you?”

“Y-yesssss,” he groaned, arching beneath her.

“Just what I was hoping to hear,” Sammy laughed, her fingers sliding to his zipper and tugging it down.

He gasped as his cock popped free, throbbing with desire. He heard Sammy croon as her fingers played along his manhood, stroking it slowly.

“Oh my,” she breathed, her fingers wrapping around him, beginning to slowly pump him. “Look at that. You were really stressed. Look at how big… and thick… and full you are. Big and hot and heavy. But don’t worry,” she teased tenderly. “I’ll fix that. I’ll free you from all that heavy cum. All those heavy, tight thoughts.”

“S-Sammy?” Zack gasped. “I um… is this…”

“It’s all very technical,” she murmured as she pumped him. “Very specific. I’ve gotten lots of lessons in it. So many. All to make good males nice and happy. Nice and relaxed. Nice and obedient. You want to be happy, don’t you, Zack? You want to be obedient, right?”

“I um…”

She leaned in closer, her eyes thrumming. “Right?”

Zack stared into those eyes, his protests fading from his thoughts. And why would he argue? Hadn’t he agreed? Didn’t she know what was best? She was the expert here. She knew what he needed.

Yes.

Yes, there was no reason to doubt. To hesitate.

She knew best.

Sammy knew best.

“Y-yeah,” he sighed, the tension oozing from him yet again.

Sammy smiled, her eyes lighting up, and the sight filled Zack with a strange pleasure that rushed through him like mulled wine.

“Good boy,” she purred, leaned down, and kissed him.

Zack shivered with delight as those lips met his. He moaned in pleasure as her fingers pumped his throbbing cock. He shivered in ecstasy as Sammy’s coils rippled and tightened around his helpless form. Squeezing him adoringly.

Zack wasn’t sure when he started undulating in her coils. Squirming in her grasp. Thrusting into her pumping hand. He only knew that he couldn’t stop. That it felt better than anything he’d known before. He only knew he had to cum.

Cum.

Cum!

“Mmm. Mmm! Mmmmmm!” he moaned into her kiss, shuddering as he came. His cock spurting into her stroking hand in sharp bursts of pleasure.

Sammy sighed in delight, her warm breath washing over his face as her fingers lazily stroked him a last few times, coaxing out the final few bursts of his seed. At last she lifted her lips from his, her eyes lidded and sated, her smile wide and amused.

“Mmm. Did you enjoy that?” she asked teasingly.

“Y-yeah,” Zack gasped.

“And are you feeling more relaxed?”

Zack nodded happily. “Very,” he agreed, realizing it was true. Even the headache he had from orientation was gone.

“How good to hear,” she purred, her coils giving him another loving squeeze. “Which means I’m sure you’ll be needing lots more relaxing, right? Gotta ace those assignments, right?”

“Uh…”

“Right,” Sammy breathed, the rings in her eyes pulsing.

Throbbing.

Spinning.

Zeke blinked, then smiled and relaxed.  “Yeah. Exactly,” he said agreeably.

“Good boy,” Sammy said, her body squeezing him again. “Good boy…”

#

Zack winced as he checked his marks on his latest assignment.

How?

How could this be happening?

He checked it again, as if he might have read it wrong, but no. It remained just above a failing grade.

Which meant that if he didn’t pass the next exam…

“Fucking hell,” he groaned, slipping his phone back into his pocket, his shoulders drooping as he trudged through the dorm. What was going on? He’d been completing all his assignments. Working so hard. Making sure he kept nice and relaxed in order to get the assignments done.

So how?

How was this happening?

He sighed, rubbing his face with his hand. Fuuuuck, he felt his shoulders tensing and stomach tightening with stress, sensations that seemed to torture him these days. Whenever something went wrong he just… well, felt confused. Like he was too dumb to figure it out. He had to get a fucking grip, or he’d fail! Fail like all the other guys in orientation class. When he first started with Cutter, there’d been over fifty male students. Now, he was one of just a handful. All the others had dropped out, he’d been told.

“Goddam it,” he groaned, shaking his head and pushed open his dorm room.

And froze, staring blankly.

For a second he thought he’d walked into the wrong room (not an unusual occurrence these days), but a quick check showed that his side was still there. John’s things, however, were gone, aside from a pair of boxes on the bed.

But the most startling addition to the room was a tall holstaur standing by the desk.

She’d turned in surprise at his arrival, the movement sending her chest wobbling in a way that instantly arrested his eyes before he could drag them away. She was tall and unbelievably busty, with a soft face that seemed made for smiling and did so at once. She wore cut off jeans that positively strained around her ample hips and rear, a short blouse pushed open by her bust and over a sports jersey. A pair of bovine horns broke from her wavy, straw blonde hair, which she brushed back as she smiled at him.

“Well hey there,” the cowgirl said, her voice thick with a southern drawl. “You must be Zack.”

“Uh… hi,” he said. “Who…”

She laughed, which made her chest do some very interesting things. “How silly of me. Do forgive my manners. I’m Bess. John’s girlfriend. How funny we haven’t met. But I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“You have?”

“Oh yeah. And I imagine you’ve heard a lot of me and John,” she said with a wink.

Zack flushed slightly. “I uh, right. Where is John anyway?”

“Him? Aw, poor thing. I’m afraid he’s done and dropped out.”

“D-dropped out?”

“Sure! Turns out his grades were fallin’ somethin’ awful. Poor thing realized he just wasn’t cut out for college life. But don’t worry! He found his true callin’. Yes he did.”

“Er, what’s that?”

“Why, bein’ a handsome hubby a course! And I was most happy to accept his hand in marriage.”

Zack’s jaw dropped. “Marriage? But, he… I mean…”

“Oh, I know,” Bess said with a lazy laugh and wave. “That boy was a real player. But once he got a good feel of these girls, he just couldn’t get enough!”

Zack felt his jaw drop as Bess cupped her breasts and gave them a teasing bounce.

“I uh… I…”

“And I bet you know what that’s like. Don’t ya, handsome?” she asked with a sly look his way.

“S-sorry?”

“Ya know,” Bess said, lazily moving towards him, her chest bouncing in the tightness of her shirt. “Seein’ a gal around the school. Gettin’ a good gander at her assets. Maybe thinking about how much nicer it might be not to have ta study so hard? Work so hard? How much�� easier it’d be ta just be a nice, happy house husband? Eh?”

Zack realized he was backing up and forced himself to stop. Which may have been a mistake as before he knew it Bess was right in front of him, the heavy orbs of her breasts right before his face, their subtle bounce arresting his attention. He felt his cock thicken in his pants. Dear gods, he swore he could hear a sloshing in those ample tits. He sucked in a breath, and the sudden scent of her body and the flowery perfume she wore made his head spin.

“I uh…” he stammered.

“You’re a real cute one, darlin’,” Bess said, her hand reaching out, stroking his hair, nudging him forward. “A real cutie. Why, hard ta believe ain’t no one claimed you yet.”

“O-oh,” Zack gasped as his face was gently compelled into her chest. Against the immense heft of her breasts, a shudder working its way through him as he felt that perfect softness press around his warm cheeks, a wave of aching weakness radiating through him as her hands gently pet his head.

“Poor boy,” Bess cooed as her arms folded him into an embrace. “Look at you. All helpless. Such a silly thing. But I’m willin’ ta share myself between two cuties. I got two breasts, after all, and both a them could use some real… lovin’... attention…”

Zack groaned, his eyelids fluttering, his head swirling like he was drunk. Thoughts spun in clouds of pleasure and his body was hot with need and desire. So much so, he barely felt the coils wrapping around his chest and suddenly giving him a possessive squeeze.

“I’m afraid he’s not up for grabs.”

Zack blinked, Sammy’s voice breaking through the fog in his head as her serpentine body tightened around him. He looked up at Bess and saw the holstaur looking past him with a wry smirk.

“Ain’t he?” Bess asked sweetly. “But he’s still a student this late in the year…”

“That’s my business, cow. Not yours.”

Zack looked uncertainly between the two women, feeling the tension crackle between them. At last, with a lazy shrug, Bess released him, Sammy’s tail wrenching him back and against the lamia’s body. The bovine beauty chuckled throatily and gave them a smirk.

“A’right. A’right. I can take a hint. But best be careful there, snake. Or that boy’ll get snapped up lickity split.”

Sammy hissed, and Bess merely chuckled again and strolled out the door.

Zeke watched her go, enthralled by the sight of her ass as it swayed with every step, her jeans flexing against those perfect curves until she was out of sight. He came back to himself as he felt Sammy’s tail squeeze him again. He glanced nervously at the lamia, whose lips were pursed with thought and annoyance as she stared after the holstaur.

“S-Sammy?” he gasped.

Her eyes snapped to him and she smiled sharply. “Come with me, Zack. There’s ssssomething I want to talk to you about.”

“I uh… okay,” Zack whimpered as she dragged him back into her room. He found himself being plopped back onto the bed with a grunt, Sammy’s tail still wrapped around him.

The lamia loomed over him, thoughtful, lips pursed as her spiral eyes took him in, her expression unreadable.

“She may have had a point,” Sammy finally mused to herself.

“Sorry?” Zack said.

A slight smirk graced her lips. He gasped, reflexively going limp as her coils flexed around him. “Poor boy,” she cooed. “Poor, silly Zack. So deep under my sway you’d just melt for any pair of tits or gorgeous gal. It’s my own fault, really. I’m just too good at what I do.”

“S-Sammy?” he murmured blearily. “I don’t… um…”

She giggled. “Did you really think the reason so few boys graduate here is because the courses are hard? I mean, they are. But they’re not that hard. And did you really think, Zack, that all those orientation meetings were meant to make sure you understood the culture of the school? To help you graduate? Oh no. No no no. They’re for a very… special… reason…”

“Ooooh,” Zack groaned as he felt her coils ripple around him. Pulse and ache through him, his toes curling in his shoes with relaxing pleasure. “Wh… what um, do you mean?”

Her smile widened. The spirals of her eyes beginning to lazily spin. “Simple, my sweet boy,” she sang. “All those precious meetings? That time spent in that dark room as Cutter goes over and over those pointless rules and slides? As her voice fills the room? They aren’t to help you get used to some campus culture. Oh no. You never even thought to wonder what Cutter was.”

“A um… a reptile?” he ventured blearily.

“No,” Sammy cooed as her tail gave him another mind-melting squeeze. “She’s a siren. And her pretty voice has been working so very hard to prime you. To get your mind all soft and defenceless so us sweet girls can swoop on in and just… brainwash you cute boys into happy husbands.”

Zack blinked, an inkling of fear working into him. “I… wh-what?”

“Did I forget to mention that?” Sammy said, her grin widening with wicked amusement. “Oooh, I probably shouldn’t tell you this, Zack, but I have to admit seeing that look on your face is just delicious! That uncertainty. That suspicion. That realization that you were never really meant to graduate from this fine institution. No no no,” she purred, moving over him, her eyes slowly spiralling with hues that seemed to suck at his thoughts. “Titania was made for boys like you, but mainly women like me. Women who are guaranteed an excellent career out of school, but have no time to go fishing for the right man. So the school takes care of that. Makes you boys all dumb and brainwashed and deliciously helpless to our control. Gives us a chance to pick our new, obedient, happy boyfriends and just… melt them into the perfect husbands.”

Zack gaped, his mind struggling to understand what she was saying. He blinked, the tug of her eyes almost irresistible. “You… you’re…”

“That’s right,” Sammy giggled, moving in closer above him, planting her hands on either side of his head, her breasts bouncing in her top as she looked down at him hungrily. “I’ve been brainwashing you to just adore my touch. Just give in to my coils. To relish being under the thumb of a big, busty babe from the moment my tail was all wrapped around you. Too relaxed to think. Too dumb to study. But just right to be my sweet, adoring, dumb bimbo husband.

“And doesn’t it feel goooood,” she purred as her tail gave another loving squeeze.

Zack moaned, shuddering in her grasp, his lips trembling as pleasure ached through him, urging him to do as she said. To relax and enjoy her embrace and her touch. “B-but I’m… I’m not y-yet…”

“Oh no. Not yet. That’s where the fun comes in,” Sammy purred. “I was lucky that dumb cow almost stole you away. I realized how close you were to giving in. To being utterly primed to be the best hubby a girl could ask for. But not quite there. So I’m going to do it now, Zack. I’m going to make you mine right now. I’m going to let you know exactly what I’m going to do so you can understand every bit of it, and then give in anyway.”

Zack panted, flushed, fear tingling through him at the revelation.

But there was worse.

Oh so much worse.

And that was the arousal that wormed through him like a fire.

Intoxicating. Shamefully delightful as he squirmed helplessly in the lamia’s coils. Feeling the aching need throbbing from his balls and cock. The position was so familiar. So wonderfully the same. The feel of her entrapping coils squeezing and massaging him as he stared into her eyes as they spun and glowed. Feeling his body yearn to give in. So easy to sink. To give in despite all she was saying. The temptation not to fight.

To just…

Give in…

“It’ll be so gooood,” Sammy purred, her voice seeming to vibrate in his bones. Throb in his thoughts. “To give in at last. To just quit. Why study? Why bother? Don’t you like being in my coils? In my grasp? Don’t you love all these days and nights when I’ve had you all wrapped up? Don’t you enjoy sssssurrendering? Delight in jusssst… giving in? No need to fight. You’ll be sssso happy.”

Zack whimpered, because he knew she was right. He would enjoy being under her control. Trapped in her coils. Helpless to her whims. His thoughts only about her. About pleasuring her. About doing whatever he could to make her happy and be a good husband.

“Every night we’d fuck,” Sammy hissed, her forked tongue licking out, teasing his nose. “Every night I’d wrap you up. Squeeze you. Fuck you. Sssssink you into my eyesssss. Deeper under my control. My own persssonal trophy hussssband. Ssssso happy to be mine. Ssssso enjoying my love. Won’t that be wonderful?”

It would.

Dear gods, it would be wonderful. He could feel his body tremble, yearn to slip into that sweet oblivion. Blessed ignorance and eternal pleasure being promised. He whimpered as her coils again flexed.

And her fingers danced on his bulge.

“Sssssso horny,” Sammy whispered as she slipped down his pants. Drew out his cock. “Ssssso needy. And I have just the fix, Zack. Just the thing to make you feel so good. So happy. So mindlessly wonderful. And all you need to do… is give… in…”

Zack groaned as her hand began to lovingly pump his cock. He couldn’t stop his body from undulating, thrusting into her palm despite the shame of it. It was so goooood! Again her coils constricted, holding him tight. Holding him helpless.

“Come on,” Sammy whispered, leaning in closer, her breasts pressing into his chest, her eyes devouring him. “Do it for me, Zackie.”

The sound of that pet name seemed to race down his spine with a tingle of unholy ecstasy, race into his cock and throb in his balls. He gave a great groan, head falling back as he felt the pleasure rush into him. The tension tightening as he stared into her eyes.

“Give in, Zackie. Be a good boy. Be mine. Give in. It’ll feel so good to cum. To cum that silly brain away. To give in to me. To be mine. Don’t fight it. Give in. Give in…”

“S-Sammy. Sammy. I… I… O-ohhhhh!”

Zack cried out as he felt that final peak of pleasure consume him. As he surrendered. As his cock throbbed and cum spurted from him in sharp bursts of pleasure. As his mind swam and sank beneath the waves of ecstasy. Dark waters that surged up and swallowed him whole.

And above him Sammy smirked, lazily milking his cock. Even as he remained hard. Throbbing. Horny despite the shuddering ecstasy that washed through him.

“Good boy,” Sammy purred as she manipulated her human half above his twitching manhood. As she eased down and pressed the delicate slickness of her pussy against his cock. “Gooood boy. Going to make it even better now. Going to make sure I milk every thought out of your head. Make you a perfect husband. A perfect boy utterly obsessed with me. Going to teach you how good it is to obey, Zackie. Going to make you all mine. Forever mine. And it’s going to be soooo good.”

He gazed up at her, his face red, flushed, his lips panting and body tingling with pins and needles of pleasure and knew she was right.

He knew it would be good.

Wonderful.

Amazing.

He felt it in his bones.

Knew his chance to resist was now gone. The possibility of defying her was now behind him.

Her coils flexed again. He groaned in ecstasy as her lips descended on his and kissed him softly. Passionately. And his cock slipped into her slick pussy. Felt her inner walls flex and fuck him as she pulled him hard against her. Her hands stroking him. Confining him in her coils.

In her love.

In pleasure ever lasting…

#

“Dropping out, hm?” Miss Cutter said from the other side of her desk, giving him a knowing look.

Zack nodded eagerly. “Y-yes,” he gasped, squirming as the serpentine tail flexed and squeezed around him. “I ah… mnnn… th-think my life is taking… taking a d-different direction and that… um… that college is m-maybe not what I need in life.”

“Yes,” Miss Cutter said with a smirk at the lamia sitting in the chair beside him. “I imagine so. I suppose you found something a bit more… important in life, right?”

Zack nodded eagerly, biting his lower lip and groaning as he felt Sammy’s hand in his lap, squeezing his bulge. “So true,” the lamia cooed. “But then, isn’t that what school is for? Learning more about yourself and the world?”

“S-so true,” Zack gasped, gazing at her, eyes filled with love and devotion. Hearts pulsing in his pupils as he gazed at the seductive serpent.

Miss Cutter chuckled. “I understand,” she said, sliding the form across the table. “Just sign here, and we can get everything sorted out.”

Zack picked up the pen and put it to the line, and for the briefest moment hesitated. Then he felt a squeeze of serpentine coils, and he exhaled, relaxing again, and happily signed.

“Wonderful,” Miss Cutter said, slipping the form out from under his pen. “And since we’re so close to spring break, I assume you two have something in mind?”

“Naturally,” Sammy cooed as her tail again squeezed Zack. “We’re going to get married right away. I have the wedding all planned out.”

“Really?” Miss Cutter said with an amused look between the pair. “And are you going to stay, Sammy?”

“Of course,” she replied. “I’ve still got my studies to finish. But I’ll be taking my darling husband for a quick honeymoon back home. My mom and sisters will take very good care of him while I’m finishing up school. And they live close enough I can head on up to spend the weekends with him. Doesn’t that sound wonderful, sweetie?”

Zack moaned as her hand massaged his bulge, stroking his rapidly hardening manhood through his pants. He nodded eagerly. “Y-yes. Sounds… sounds g-good. Love you.”

“I love you too,” Sammy breathed, leaning over and kissing him fondly on the cheek.

Miss Cutter chuckled. “Now now. Save it for the dorm room you two.”

“Yes ma’am,” Sammy cooed, rising from her chair. “Come along, darling.”

“Yes dear,” Zack breathed, obediently following his serpentine bride, her tail tugging him after her like a leash. But he didn’t mind. Sometimes, a husband needed a firm hand to keep him from going astray.

And he couldn’t wait for the wedding, the honeymoon.

And especially to meet the family…

[silverflqmes]

hi!! i hope this request finds you well, do you think you could write agszc with a s/o whos good with kids please 💕?

໒⦂ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒.

notes. hi hi anon — i wasn’t sure how to go about this so i took a little inspiration from the interactions cloud and zack have with the sector five kids and applied them to everyone a bit! went for headcanons, i hope they are to your likings<3

genre. fluff + crack

ft. sephiroth, cloud strife, zack fair, genesis rhapsodos, angeal hewley

gender neutral! reader.

➫ 𝓢𝗘𝗣𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗢𝗧𝗛 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗  i hate to break it to you anon but i gotta slap some angst in here — sephiroth finds himself a bit confused, yet curious watching you among kids. had he been raised as normal kids were, would he have received this sort of attention too..? this kindness that was given without effort or consequences?

⌗  in the beginning he just let you do your thing, hanging out with them as you did while he waited to walk you home later.. but then he was slowly urged to join- by the kids no less.

⌗  he felt awkward, out of place and unsure of how he should act — but everyone was patient with him and something oddly warm began to spread in his chest. you didn’t pressure him into anything either — which he was grateful for.

⌗  the girls would braid brush his hair, place flowers in, and when the boys marveled at his height and overall build, begging to be carried, sephiroth obliged and found himself feeling elated — at peace among them.

⌗  you always told them bedtime stories but over time, the kids began to whisper and ask you if sephiroth could because his voice was so smooth and lulled them to sleep effortlessly

⌗  one time the children found a gray, stray kitten — and didn’t want to give it away.. so it became a combined effort between you, the kids and sephiroth, too.. who felt a strange empathy for the feline. it became an everyday thing from then for all of you to take care of the cat and welcome it among your group<3

⌗  someone crying or hurt? masamune’s out and ready to take out the reason behind those tears and wails — which you have to stop seph from doing, but it’s cute how much he cares<3

➫ 𝓒𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗗 𝓢𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗙𝗘 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗  he’s um- cloud is uh.. he’s doing his best, remember?? ahem.. in other words, he is still trying to get accustomed to kids — it’s a work in progress, but you seem to be amazing with them??

⌗  bro is completely awestruck at how well you get along with them, how you have them following you around with such ease and looking all excited when you arrive. literally how is that possible?? it makes no sense..

⌗  but cloud, as stated before, is doing his best. during the times that you ask him to help out, he manages to provide a lending hand in busying them.

⌗  a lot of the kids are in awe with him and want a chance to ride on fenrir with him or learn how to wield such an impressive weapon like he does — so cloud does what he can to indulge in those requests..

⌗  not the best or worst with cooking but he does know some recipes from growing up with his mother and has shared them with you to cook together on occasion for the children<3

⌗  over time cloud does get better with them, becomes more natural and less stiff.. though he can’t help but stop at times and stare when he witnesses you with them — so serene and kind, delicate and careful. unknowingly, it brings a tint smile to his lips and thoughts of the future.

⌗  ..and then the kids call him out and he becomes a flustered, tsundere, mess — which has you stifling a laugh into your hand LMAO

➫ 𝓩𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝓕𝗔𝗜𝗥 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗  you’re good with kids?? him too!! zack is so so good with kids, they absolutely ADORE him ( can’t blame ‘em ) — he’s just so chill for an adult!

⌗  seeing you with kids literally clenches at his heart, your exchanges with them are just so so cute and you speak in such a sweet, gentle voice towards them. could honestly listen to you all day if he could😭

⌗  the kids always tease you guys about getting married and make kissy faces at you guys which has your face burning up with embarrassment meanwhile zack is like hell yeah!! ofc he’s gonna marry you, duh!!

⌗  the girls like to pick flowers for you both and do your hair all pretty<3 and zack’s too, cuz ofc he needs to look his best too!! he has little reluctance and is excited as a puppy✨

⌗  oh no a kid is crying?? zack is on the case.. had it not been for you comforting them already oops. but-! he’s on his way to find the culprit! even if it’s just a pebble or branch that happened to be in their path..

⌗  cooking? not his domain, but you seem to be good at it! especially making these cute bunny looking apple slices<3 he helps with cleaning instead ( sometimes )

⌗  now what he does do good in is bedtime stories! has the craziest things to tell and even some folklore from his hometown, gongaga! the kids eat up everything he tells them and are out cold within minutes🫡

➫ 𝓖𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗦 𝓡𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗦𝗢𝗗𝗢𝗦 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗  surprisingly, he’s very good with kids! more so the girls because they’re all heart eyes for genesis, thinking him to be some sort of a prince.. especially with the way he dresses, speaks and carries himself in general..

⌗  he often entertains their fantasies, going along with them and accepting the flowers they picked for him or the colorings they’d hand him — it was just so cute!

⌗  the boys enjoyed to see him in action more with combat, literally watching with stars in their eyes when he fights.. but they always seem to gravitate a little more towards you ahaha..

⌗  genesis has to pinch himself occasionally from staring at you, watching how loving and caring you were towards these random kids that attached themselves so easily to you because you had given them the time of day

⌗  as the kids are lining up for your cooking, so is your boyfriend — he is SO there for that food and is very much enjoying not only the meals you prepare but this overall side of you.. it’s refreshing, he feels special to see it🙁

⌗  organizes a little play for the kids to take part in — of course it’s loveless, it always has to be with him.. and the kids beg him to read it to them at night which brings tears to his eyes. finally some loveless enjoyers!! unlike his friends who make FUN of him..

⌗  always brings baskets of dumbapples to share a piece of home with the kids and even makes different deserts and pastries that he came up with personally! might not do much cooking but baking — and with his hometown’s fruit? yes he will!

➫ 𝓐𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗔𝗟 𝓗𝗘𝗪𝗟𝗘𝗬 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗  you would think he is another one of the awkward few ( seph and cloud, unfortunately im looking at you guys.. ) but he is not! angeal is really good at taking care of zack, almost as if he’s his own family.. so i believe he must be good with children too despite his stoic appearance

⌗  it was by chance one day during a mission that he had ended up helping you out with the kids you regularly took a detour to visit and hang out with, always bringing stuff from your missions — it was super cute honestly😭

⌗  he is a pretty family oriented guy tbh and totally seems like malewife material?? cooks for the kids, cleans up too, patches up them up if they get injured and tells stories to put them to sleep!! he’s doing it all, guys!

⌗  he wants to lessen your load as much as he can but you seem to have things pretty much under control and the kids are just so chill with you — it’s impressive honestly, he might need a tip or two for handling zack..

⌗  he was telling a story one time — about the buster sword, actually, and as attentive as the kids were, even you since it was your first time hearing, you’d ended up fast asleep along with the kids — it was the cutest sight seeing them curled up against you

⌗  games aside, you do try to teach the kids norms and values to keep with them and angeal also throws in a few words about dreams.. honor.. etcetera..

⌗  a few days later the kids ended up making cardboard and wooden cutouts of the buster sword and repeated his words along with the gesture — yourself included..🫣

notes. sorry for the wait, i hope these were okay and to your likings! i went in with no plan and this was the result basically.. i know it was meant to center around the reader but it shifted over to the boys ahaha.. my bad, hope you don’t mind :’)

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[ninibeingdelulu]

How he react when you…

ft. leon kennedy, cloud strife, zack fair, simon “ghost” riley

How he react when you kiss/lick/nibble his earlobe/neck/jaw.

Leon Kennedy -

The hardened former rookie cop would freeze completely still at the first intimate swipe of your tongue along the wiry tendon of his neck. Eyes fluttering shut, Leon would fight back a full-body shudder, teeth gritting as that rugged jaw twitches with mounting restraint.

As your nibbles and caresses increased against the sensitive flesh behind his ear, his calloused palms would clench into white-knuckled fists. Battling the ingrained instinct to defensively seize and subdue like with any other threat. Until, at last, Leon can resist no longer.

A strangled rumble erupts from his broad chest as he twists with feline grace to back you against the nearest solid surface. Pupils blown wide with smoldering hunger, he braces one strong forearm by your head as the other hand cups your nape with surprising tenderness despite the desperation ravening behind each fevered caress of his lips along your jawline. The first of many tremors to rack your entire frame that night.

Cloud Strife -

The stalwart AVALANCHE mercenary lurches as if jolted by a live current when the first pass of your tongue grazes that sensitive spot below his jaw. Spiky blond brows knit sharply over those blazing mako-tinged eyes squeezing shut on a guttural groan torn straight from his diaphragm.

Though his initial fists clench at his sides instinctively, Cloud permits no further retaliation - whether physical or to extract himself from your wandering affections. Quite the opposite, in fact. His head lolls aside, granting you ample access to continue feathering scorching kisses and teasing flicks of your tongue along the sensitive column of his throat.

Only once your relentless sensual torment threatens to buckle those powerful thighs entirely does Cloud shudder and haul you flush against him with dizzying abruptness. Equal parts possessive and reverent, he claims your parted lips in a soul-searing kiss, broad palms framing your face like a precious treasure as he savors every ardent swirl of your twined tongues.

Zack Fair -

That blinding, boyish smile wouldn't dim one iota as your teasing ministrations first make contact. At least, not outwardly. Inside, however, Zack's breath would leave him in a harsh gust as electricity lances up his spine from the languid glide of your mouth torturing that sensitive zone.

Far from the fierce, untamed passion of some of his counterparts, Zack would be endearingly awestruck and bashful at the outpouring of tenderness behind such a simple act. His fingers would splay tenderly through your hair, those sparkling blue eyes crinkling at the corners with unbridled adoration as you eagerly bestow your affections over every inch of accessible flesh.

Inevitably, he'd succumb to the smoldering fog of arousal steadily consuming every rational thought. Zack's doting caresses would roam freely along the sculpted planes of your body, lavishing you in turn with a breathless reverence and earnestness reserved for only you until the lines blurred completely between worshiper and revered.

Ghost -

One glimpse of that icy blue glare, and you'd know the elite marksman's mind was already whirring through a dozen calculated scenarios and counterattacks as soon as your lips made contact. Every toned muscle would go rigid, coiled like a cobra ready to strike or retreat at the first suspicious provocation.

Until, of course, realization trickles through that predatory hyper-alertness - this tantalizing torment stems from no external threat whatsoever, only the exquisite onslaught of pleasure steadily unravelling his razor-sharp restraint. As your roving mouth brands a searing path along Ghost's neck and jaw, his broad shoulders would slump minutely, permitting the faintest hitch of an indrawn breath to escape those chapped lips.

No vocalized encouragement or returned passion yet; such overt displays would likely always be suppressed lest they expose potential weaknesses to be exploited in the field. But like a silent storm front rolling in, Ghost's heated stare would spark with a new, tangible intensity wholly untamed and promising of the inevitable downpour still to come at your unhurried pace.

[rottenpumpkin13]

How the Soldiers + Cloud Act at a House Party

Sephiroth: Finds the host's pet immediately and spends the entire party having non-verbal time with it on the couch. Occasionally feeds it snacks from the charcuterie board. Doesn't interact with humans. If he stands, the pet follows. He is the chosen one now.

Cloud: Said "hi" to someone, immediately began to overthink his tone of voice and if it sounded too enthusiastic, then hid in the bathroom for the rest of the night.

Genesis: Got bored, started charging people for tarot readings and told three guests they should invest in cryptocurrency before Angeal confiscated his cards.

Angeal: Brings a casserole and asks where he can plug in the slow cooker. Offers to help clean before the mess even starts. Scolds people for not using coasters. Sits with the designated drivers and people who showed up out of obligation. Spends the last half-hour trying to get Zack to come down from the roof.

Zack: Got drunk, scaled the roof, is now pacing along the edge, shirt off, yelling "I'm gonna do a backflip!" — but refuses to jump until Kunsel finishes his fourth lap around the party shouting "ZACK FAIR'S ABOUT TO DEFY DEATH, GET YOUR CAMERAS READY!"

[archangeldyke-all]

why did I see this post and immediately think of Sevika?? https://www.tumblr.com/sappho-made-me-do-it/764096234440032256?source=share I can def imagine her doing this in public because she's so damn possessive

this gif gave me shivers watching it and thinking about sevika... i've been thinking about this ask all week i'm so happy i could finally write it!!

men and minors dni

sevika's gonna blow your fucking cover.

silco sent the pair of you up, undercover, to get dirt on one of piltover's long standing aldermen. it's well known that he's got very illegal ties with a development company-- taking close to twenty percent off all their earnings in exchange for letting them start development on the longstanding zaunite promenade.

the only way you've managed to sneak into this party (held in his own fucking home because he's rich enough to live in a house with a ballroom) is by pretending to be complete strangers.

you're a cater-waiter. this was an easy cover. almost all the staff working the event are from zaun, you just picked the nearest one your size and handed them a sack of coins to trade outfits and scram for the evening. it was the easiest decision of the kid's life.

sevika's cover wasn't so easy. silco insisted that sevika shared an uncanny resemblance to a well-known socialite, but when you got there to drug the lady for the evening and disguise sev, you nearly pissed yourself laughing. perhaps the woman looked like sevika forty years ago. but now, she's a crouched over, wrinkled up, old lady.

so, she was easy to knock out. it wasn't so easy getting sevika to look old. you told her to tell her friends she got work done. she glared at you so hard you're surprised you didn't burst into flames.

but the thing is, it's not even the shitty disguise that's gonna blow it. it's the fact that she won't take her fucking hands off of you.

and, it's not a spoken rule, but people from piltover-- especially ones this rich-- do not interact with cater-waiters... and they certainly don't keep pinching said cater-waiter's ass, and trailing off to eye-fucking at you across the room mid-conversation, and trapping you in a pantry to have a steamy makeout session mid party.

and now, to make matters worse, another one of the cater-waiters is trying to flirt with you, too. and you really don't want to deal with a sevika murdering anyone tonight. it would totally blow your cover.

"so..." you think their name is zack? zane? asks. "i've got some weed. me and a couple of the dishwashers are gonna go to some topside bar after... you wanna join?" they ask.

you cringe and shake your head. "sorry, i gotta get home." you mumble, quickly grabbing the fresh plate of appetizers from him and sprinting out of the kitchen.

you bump right into sevika and groan. the wrinkles you'd painted onto her skin with eyeshadow are completely smeared and gone from earlier, and she's got her eyes pinned on the swinging door you just came from.

"did they fucking touch you?"

"do you want a bacon wrapped shrimp madame?" you ask.

sevika's glare drops momentarily, and she shoves two of the shrimp in her mouth, her eyes rolling back at the taste, and then her glare returning. "i'm gonna fucking kill them. find a way to fill a to-go box with those." she growls, pointing at the plate.

you giggle and take a quick look around, making sure nobody's looking, before swooping in to kiss her cheek. "they didn't touch me. i won't let them. please just play along for a little longer so we can ditch this lame ass party and go home." you whisper.

sevika sighs, then crouches back over in her old lady posture. "fine." she grunts, turning around and shuffling back to the party. you chuckle, and she flips you off over her shoulder.

she doesn't drop it.

to be fair... zin(?) does make a pass at you again. they find you refilling the refreshments and wrap their arm around you like you're familiar, or something.

sevika sees it, and your stomach drops. you're pretty sure you can see steam coming out of her ears.

you duck out of their arm and scurry across the ballroom, shoving the bag of ice you're carrying into the nearest uniform's arms.

sevika's storming across the floor (much faster than any old lady should) and you meet her right in the center, one finger pointed out and a nasty glare on your face.

sevika freezes, half a foot from you, her eyes darting between whats-their-name and you.

"we are surrounded by hundreds of people. do not blow your cover." you whisper-shout.

sevika deflates again, and you think that's the end of it. you quickly turn around to leave the dance floor, but sevika grabs your wrist, and pulls you back into her chest.

you gasp-- and before you can say anything, she's licking one long stripe up your neck.

you shudder, your eyes falling shut for just a moment, before you pry them open to make sure nobody saw, giving a firm elbow to the gut. sevika just chuckles, and from the sound of silverware clattering to the ballroom floor, you know whats-their name saw too.

"i'm gonna fucking kill you." you mutter.

"i look forward to it." sevika giggles, giving your ass a firm pat before walking away.

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[salternateunreality2]

Sephiroth gets dragged to a county fair, full of dubiously 'safe' rides, questionably 'nutritious' snacks, and absolutely rigged carnival games.

What is is favorite/least favorite part?

Angeal and Genesis promised him a good time, and he had heard of such fairs before. It was all a little much: loud, smelly, clearly rigged, hot...but enjoyable enough with friends. He had friends. Two good friends, and their human puppy, who he was slowly growing more fond of by the day. Speaking of the puppy, his jokes about owning the event did wear thin after an entire day, but he was so... enthusiastic, that it made up for it.

Sephiroth HATED the goldfish booth. Those little creatures were cramped in tiny plastic boxes, hot in the sun and lacking any kind of safe haven or quality food. He may have threatened the stall owner, the fair staff, the director, the county, and the state about having animal torture as an attraction. He may have also adopted 219 fish, which were currently being shipped to his home along with all the equipment necessary to give them happy lives.

He enjoyed the rides he could fit on, though that number was limited due to his towering height. The feeling of flying was freeing and soothing, and after years of friendship, he could tune out Genesis' screaming.

He DEVOURED every snack he could find. The others kept pace, Angeal allowing Genesis to buy snacks, take a few bites, then hand the rest off to Zack and Angeal. Turkey legs, deep fried ice cream, funnel cake, fried tomato margaritas, anything.

The Weiner dog races initially had him on the warpath to save more abused animals, but watching the families with their tiny chaotic sausages cooled his wrath, and he enjoyed himself. The livestock competitions followed the same trend when he saw that the beasts were handled with care and respect.

He also enjoyed foiling the rigged games and watching Genesis rage at them.

He was looking forward to riding the ferris wheel when he found his absolute favorite part of the fair.

A tiny blonde man with spiky hair and blue coveralls stood in front of the ferris wheel, yelling.

"IT'S NOT SAFE!"

He had smudges of grease all over him, including a particularly dark smudge on his cheek. A red rag hung from his pocket and he wielded a wrench the size of Sephiroth's forearm.

"You let people on this ride and they'll die. Maybe not the first time, maybe not the second, but this pile of shit is on its last legs and you're risking everything for a quick buck. I fucking DARE you to fire me. Get me arrested. But no way in HELL is anyone getting on that thing!"

Sephiroth had never seen anything more beautiful in his life.

"Fine, you're fired, now scram!"

"Fuck you."

Sephiroth's "most beautiful" image was now being replaced by the sight of the blonde vaulting over the short fence around the ferris wheel, running up to the massive metal beast, and whacking it repeatedly with his absurd wrench. Sephiroth watched, lips parted, as the man swung with power and conviction, ring after ring of metal on metal assaulting his ears.

A crowd formed, muttering as the manager called for security and the cops.

"What an idiot," scoffed Genesis. "He's going to get arrested! He looks like he can't afford this at all, poor thing. Clearly has lost his mind, that ride is as sturdy as anything."

"No," said Sephiroth, and did not elaborate as Zack and Angeal fretted, tried to keep people back, and talked to the manager.

Sephiroth's eyes focused on every ping of the wrench and clunk of the metal, on every full-bodied swing the blonde man put in, his fighter's build clearly present despite the coveralls swallowing him up.

The police arrived. They yelled at him to stop, that he was destroying property and it would be better to come quietly. The blonde ignored them and swung one final time.

BOOM!

The wind as the structure collapsed in on itself from the top down was far more refreshing than any Sephiroth had felt that day on the rides. The taste of the blonde's sweat in the air was more delicious than any fried mystery meat. The roar of the crowd's shock was sweeter than the cheers at the sausage dog race.

Then the blonde, who had jumped back over the safety fence at the last second, threw his wrench at the manager's feet.

"Arrest me, bitch."

Sephiroth decided then and there that the rest of his day would be spent following this man to the police station or anywhere he would go, the rest of his week would be spent trying to learn his name and number, and the rest of his life would be spent in adoration.

[squeenixjunkie]

okay. SO. I was asked for zakkura fix recs and it's easier for me to screenshot and some of these look like they haven't been read bc of the link color but it's because I read them without being logged in and I had to find them, and others are some that I want to read but haven't yet I'll clarify which ones and yes my ao3 is pink now LET'S GO BITCHES

this right here is like the iconic zakkura fic, it grabs you by the soul and gets the character absolutely perfectly imo and decides to throw you from wall to wall in the feels 10/10 I know most of the tags are sex related and the sex is great but it's not all smut folks it's fucking gut wrenching and really cool in its execution and somehow even the smut is still emotional and hits you in the feels like wtf how? anyway good read

now! if parched rivers run isn't up your alley in Zack fair lives au mayhaps bc of the sex tags, this one is equally amazing and wonderful and splendiferous in its own way absolutely phenomenal it had me making fanart at a goddamn church retreat and it has the same premise as the one above in its own unique way that makes me scream and I read this on a flip phone my thumbs were hurting so much rough times man it was worth it absolute banger of a fic

I love this one so goddamn much it's as good as a zakkura coffee shop au gets and it's one of the first zakkura fics I ever read I love it I love it I love it very good

for the True Experience of this fic you're gonna wanna read it twice because you'll be so on the edge of your seat wondering what the fuck is going on and like I put in the bookmark no matter where you think it's going you're WRONG and once you finish you're gonna wanna read it again so that you can catch all the stuff that was THERE ALL ALONG but you missed oml it's so good absolutely wild ride from start to finish there's a lot of stuff that isn't tagged tho! bc it would seriously spoil the fic, BUT do not fret, the author leaves stuff in the notes just in case something might not be up your alley or you need to know something ahead of time MY HEART RATE WAS SO HIGH THROUGHOUT THIS FIC IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY (it is actually but god this author is amazing it scratched an itch in my brian i didn't know I needed fucking awe inspiring)

it's been a while since I read this one and I don't remember v well what happens but what I DO remember is how it made me feel, which was keyboard smash incarnate and it was very wonderful

another 5+1 things, this one is a oneshot it's so lovely the writing is great from what I remember I think I do remember what happens in this but I'm not sure if I'm getting it mixed up with something else since it's been a while but I remember it being sweet and a balm to my soul

mmmmmhhhhhhh this one broke me I love their Zack so much it handles him so well after all the shot this man has been through and his unwavering loyalty to Cloud UGH it's a good oneshot

this one is so cute and silly! there's a point in the fic where it said that after the second half or so it's not going to have that same vibe and will utterly wreck you and personally I wasn't ready for that so I took the author's word for it and stopped reading there but what I DID read made me so happy and giggly and maybe you'll read the whole thing if you do then lmk what you thought of it!

this is in my marked for later and it looks super cute

can't say much because it's in my marked later but cmon man look at that summary and it says happy ending so I don't have to worry let's gooo

there's one more that I'll have to reblog to get on here because I hit the 10 image limit

[but-a-humble-goon]

One thing I've noticed is that despite FFVII's reputation for having a convoluted and confusing story, it's actually pretty straightforward when you have it all laid out for you, it's just that there's a lot of it and it's confusingly presented in the actual game unless you're really paying attention. I feel like a "here's the plot of FFVII for dummies post" would go a very long way to onboarding people who're curious so I guess here's that:

-in the World of Final Fantasy 7, when people die their spirit joins with the Life Stream, a literal physical river of soul energy deep beneath the planet's surface.

-Long before humans the world was occupied by a race of powerful ancients called the Cetra, until they were attacked by a crazy powerful god alien lady from space called Jenova. They defeated Jenova but in the process they were all but rendered extinct. Today only one descendent of the Cetra still lives. A flower girl named Aerith.

-Ages later the world has come to be ruled by an tyrannical megacorporation called Shinra, who literally dig down into the bowels of the earth and tap into the Life Stream itself, which they process into what they call 'Mako' energy which powers all the technology in this universe but, obviously, drains the life right out of the planet.

-Shinra is searching for a mythical "Promised Land" where there's infinite money and Mako energy and everyone gets unlimited cookies and blowjobs forever. It's rumored that only an ancient can take you there so they set about finding one, or else creating one.

-Shinra's batshit crazy lead scientist gets the idea to inject people with Jenova's DNA in the hopes of doing just that but mostly just succeeds in creating a bunch of badass super soldiers called, creatively enough, SOLDIER. Seeking better results he decides to inject his pregnant wife's unborn baby with Jenova cells and Sephiroth is born.

-Sephiroth is like the most badass and powerful SOLDIER ever and quickly becomes world famous but still can't lead them to the promised land.

-a certain kid from the remote mountain village of Nibehleim by the name of Cloud Strife grows up hearing all about the exploits of the hero legend Sephiroth and because he has some truly monumental self esteem and self image problems, figures joining SOLDIER and becoming just like his hero will make him feel better.

-He fails to qualify for SOLDIER, instead getting recruited to be one of Shinra's random disposable grunts. Along the way though, he befriends Zack Fair, an actual first class SOLDIER and also absolute chad of the highest order who helps give Cloud a much needed confidence boost.

-One day Cloud and Zack are assigned on a routine mission to the Mako reactor in Nibelheim alongside Sephiroth himself. Cloud being too embarassed to show his face in his hometown having failed to join SOLDIER like he promised stays in disguise the whole time. While there Sephiroth by happenstance uncovers Jenova's body and the truth about his origins and handles it extremely poorly, having an all time crashout and slaughtering the whole village. Zack confronts him at the Mako reactor and tries to stop him but fails. Then unlikely hero Cloud picks up his downed friend's sword and stabs Sephiroth in the back with it, "killing" him and casting him down the reactor's shaft directly into the Lifestream.

-In the Aftermath Shinra covers the whole thing up and take both Cloud and Zack captive. Their aforementioned batshit crazy lead scientist Hojo, not being one to pass up on two perfectly healthy test subjects, decides to subject both of them to horrible unethical experiments with Mako and Jenova cells. Eventually they break out, but in the escape Zack is killed and Cloud, unable to process this trauma on top of everything else he's been through has a mental break. During this he subconsciously replaces Zack in his mind with himself, effectively reimagining himself to have always been that badass heroic SOLDIER he'd always wanted to be.

-Cloud's childhood friend and fellow Nibelheim survivor Tifa finds him practically in a fugue state on the streets of Midgar (home of Shinra headquarters) and in a moment of questionable judgement, decides what might make him feel better is joining her friend Barret's ecoterrorist organization Avalanche to go save the world by undertaking dangerous missions to blow up the city's Mako reactors.

-On one of these missions he winds up meeting and befriending, of all people, Aerith, the last survivor of the Ancients, whom Shinra has been keeping under observation in Midgar.

-After a few more misadventures and some crossdressing, Cloud and co end up on the wrong side of Shinra, most of Avalanche is killed, a huge portion of the city is destroyed and Aerith is taken prisoner so Cloud, Tifa and Barret decide to storm Shinra headquarters on a daring rescue mission. It fails and they all get captured, but on the upside they meet a talking wolf/lion/thing in Hojo's lab called Red XIII who also joins the party.

-It turns out though, neither Jenova nor Sephiroth are quite that easy to kill. In fact Jenova lives on in every single piece of her that remains, including in every SOLDIER. Eventually she will rise again, summon her pieces together from every corner of the globe and be restored to life... or else, that's what was supposed to happen. As it happens Sephiroth's will is so powerful he overwrote Jenova's. She instead became an extension of him and the pieces of Jenova will instead converge on his body and restore him to life.

-Conveniently this happens at the exact same time Cloud and co were being held captive, so they escape after Sephiroth reanimates Jenova's remains, transforms it into a makeshift body for himself, breaks out of Hojo's lab and kills just about everyone in Shinra headquarters including the CEO and leaves.

-the son of Shinra's CEO, Rufus Shinra, steps in and takes over the company. He frames Avalanche for both Shinra's acts of mass destruction and the assassination of the CEO. To clear their names, prove Shinra's villainy and score some sweet sweet revenge the Party decide they must leave Midgar and track down the man responsible for all of this: Sephiroth.

-On their journey across the world in pursuit of Sephiroth the Party gets into far too many ridiculous adventures to count, backstories are uncovered, relationships grow and develop etc and along the way they recruit four more members, the scrappy ninja bandit Yuffie, the emo vampire Vincent who has a dark history with Hojo, the RC robot cat riding a stuffed animal who's secretly a Shinra spy Cait Sith (no, really), and the gruff sky captain Cid.

-They eventually discover Sephiroth is after a Macguffin called the Black Materia which will give him the power to summon a giant meteor to blow up the planet, at which point he will absorb the entire lifestream into himself and become a god. The Party decide they have to get their hands on the Black Materia first to keep it out of his hands, but once they do Sephiroth simply exerts control over Cloud through the Jenova cells in him and orders him to politely hand it over, which he does.

-Realizing the only way to stop Sephiroth now is with the Black Materia's counterpart the 'Holy' Materia, Aerith leaves the party to go in pursuit of it alone, given that she's the only one who can call upon it. The Party of course, race in pursuit of her.

-She is successful at activating Holy, but the Party turn up just in time to watch Sephiroth show up and stab her in the back, killing her instantly.

-After mourning her they continue to chase after Sephiroth until eventually they get to the Reunion, where all the various pieces of Jenova have come to join together with Sephiroth's body. Sephiroth reveals the whole mental break/false memories twist to Cloud and in his confusion again takes control of Cloud and gets him to use the Black Materia to bring Sephiroth's true body back to life. The whole place starts exploding and the rest of the Party escape but Cloud gets left behind. Sephiroth is restored to full power, the meteor is called and in response several giant ancient all powerful kaiju called, again creatively, 'Weapons' are awoken who functionally serve as the planet's defense mechanism against humanity and they begin to wreak havoc on the world at large.

-The Party wake up some time afterwards, escape from Shinra's captivity and reunite with each other and then set off in search of Cloud. They eventually find him... in a mental hospital where he is effectively a vegetable. Tifa opts to stay with him while the others go off to stop Shinra and Sephiroth's plans.

-While they're away one of the Weapons attacks the village where Cloud and Tifa are staying and the two of them end up falling into the lifestream together. While in there Tifa ends up inside Cloud's fractured psyche and with her care and patience the two of them manage to heal his mind and reconcile his past trauma and memories.

-Now the Party's back to full strength (barring a few quick sidequests to fight the Weapons, finish Hojo and foil the last of Shinra's schemes) they conclude since Aerith was succesful in summoning Holy, it must be Sephiroth somehow holding it back. They all resolve to face Sephiroth one final time for realsies, to kill him and save the world and... they do just that. After a long, gruelling and thoroughly epic bossfight the party defeats Sephiroth who has at this point ascended to near godhood, then Cloud journeys down into him for one final showdown with the true Sephiroth and kicks his ass good and proper.

-Without Sephiroth holding it back, Holy activates and the Lifestream itself rises out of the earth and destroys meteor. The world is saved, the evil is defeated, everyone lives happily ever after until a whole bunch of spinoffs come out to milk this franchise dry, the end.

Hope this was helpful to someone.