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Minors, DNI, Do not interact.

Okay so now that I finally know how to hyperlink things on here I can make a more organized master list of shit. It’s crazy what you can accomplish when you use your eyes.

This masterlist will consist of anything that's on going. As well as masterlists to anything finished/drabbles+hcs

Most of what I write is GN. Some nsfw is female!reader. I'll label what is gn for nsfw, but it's safe to assume everything else is gn.

GenesisxReaderxTseng + Angeal and Sephiroth x Reader:

Misconduct Chapter 1

Misconduct Chapter 2

Misconduct Chapter 3

Misconduct Misc:

Spoiler 1: The tub?

TsengxReader:

Dead LanguagesPart1 > rewriting entirely. Read at own risk. It's ass and the wrong version, didn't notice until I started part 2

Sephiroth x Reader:

Made For You Part 1 > part 2 will be done around the beginning of October

FF7-1 Hc's/Drabbles

FF8

I love to love all over these guys and I can’t get it out my head. they deserve to be babied and coddled. S/o sitting on their laps headcanons for AGSZC. Yes, I’m sneaking Hojo in here again.

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Cloud

That man was shaking like a chihuahua the first time you plopped on his lap, anxiety went straight through the roof. Questions what you’re doing on him while turning a deep scarlet. He’s a sweating, stuttering mess, immediately overwhelmed

Gonna have to show him where to put his hands (physically) the first 20 times before he instinctively wraps his arms around you whenever you claim him as your seat. Over time he’ll start grabbing you by the waist, gently tugging you down to sit on his lap. Never quite vocalizing what he wants but by now there’s an unspoken language

Loves when you sit across his lap, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. Cloud’s eyes fluttering shut as he buries his face into your neck, taking a deep breath, relaxing against you. He’ll hold you there for an indefinite amount of time, not quite ready for your warmth to leave him.

Will definitely fall asleep holding you, acts like he didn’t and childishly denies falling asleep once you notice. “Cloud, you were snoring.” Yea okay that doesn’t mean call the man out on it, he’s embarrassed about everything alright. Don’t tease him too much, he may go into hiding.

His favorite thing, which once again he’s not admitting to, is when you sit on his lap and pepper his face in kisses. Pretends to fight it, giving a displeased groan and half assed attempts to pull his face away from you. Secretly tries to get your lips to connect by coincidently turning his head the same time your lips should’ve met his cheek.

Zack

Prepared to be tickled and squeezed to death. Immediately reacts with glee and pulls you impossibly closer, “Well hello there babe~” you’re the one flustered and you came over here to tease him, why does he always pull the old uno reverse.

If he has to get up to do something he’s carrying you with him, placing you right back in his lap and continuing his assault of cuddles. He’s even attempted carrying you to the bathroom with him since he’s been “Holding it for so long cause he doesn’t wanna let you go”

Will scoop you up and put you in his lap at any given moment but loves it more when you seek out his attention. It just makes him feel so special when you come home from a long day and the first thing you do is drop yourself in his lap. Starts covering you in smooches proceeding to ask how your day has been.

Prefers when you straddle his lap more so he can bury his face directly in your chest, melts into the kisses you lay on the top of his head. Turns into an actual puddle when you tangle your hands in his hair, massaging and occasionally scratching his scalp. (He’s a puppy he loves his scratches)

Will fall asleep like this, definitely will be drooling on you. He’s lucky he’s Zack and everything he does is cute. If you fall asleep in his lap he’ll carry you to bed, tucking you in and crawling beside you, pulling you into more cuddles.

Clingiest one out of the bunch, will get pouty if you deny rights to the throne his lap. You can’t leave him without affection for too long he might stop breathing. Thinks something is wrong when you come home and you don’t plop into his lap as a greeting. If there’s nothing going on with you he puts on his best puppy face “is there something wrong with me then?” Give him what he wants, he doesn’t want much.

Hojo

I know, I know. Why would anyone, right? Stockholm syndrome of course, he’s all you really know and the only person that interacts with you. So when you climbed in his lap for the first time for comfort it felt so right, until he moved from under you less than a minute later.

“I don’t have any use for whatever affections you’re trying to offer me.” Mean old man, playing hard to get and that’s fine. “I only let you out to get a bit of freedom, it would be wrong to leave you in there all of the time.” Finally, a crack in his facade. In turn you respond with a question “Why is it wrong to leave me in my pod all of the time? I don’t ever see you let the others out.” Ignores you for weeks following such a call out but can’t help letting you out eventually.

At some point you notice your attempts to sit in his lap are no longer met with an immediate reaction. He always acknowledges you, at least sparing a glance towards you. It takes baby steps but at least you can sit in his lap for up to 30 minutes now.

Never going to be outwardly affectionate but eventually he stops moving you while you sit on his lap and delves into whatever research you have no interest in no understanding of. “As long as I’m stationary I suppose you could stay for a bit.” Puts his hand on the small of your back if he feels like your balance is off.

Oh he’s wrapping his arms around you now? Not really, at least that’s what Hojo claims. He’s just trying to get a more comfortable position while he’s fiddling with his computer. Apparently it’s also easier to write if he puts one of his arms around your waist. Victory achieved, he lets you use him as a seat.

Angeal (best boy for real)

This suave guy here, definitely pulled you into his lap first during a movie night you two were having. “I just thought you were too far away.” He says, as though the two of you weren’t sitting directly next to each other. muscles arms wrapping around you snuggly.

Angeal’s respectfully touchy, hands roaming over your thighs, rubbing circles soothingly on your back, fingers trailing along your arm. Hands still only touching modest areas of your body. “Look at me.” Likes to make eye contact before kissing you, giving you a warm smile when the two of you part

Sometimes can’t help himself, whispering loving words into your ear as he holds you, opening up emotionally and telling you how much he loves and appreciates you. Other times he just talks to you about any and everything as he holds you.

His favorite form of comfort when he’s feeling troubled. Will just sit quietly with you in his arms even after venting to you about what’s on his mind. Doesn’t always talk about what’s bothering him, opting to stay silent and bury his face into your neck instead.

Lets out a sigh of relief upon making physical contact with you, also melts like butter when you play with his hair. Leaning into your touch when you massage his scalp, he’s practically purring. Especially loves it when you lightly rake your nails across his facial hair occasionally giving his chin little scratches. Makes him smile and he doesn’t even realize it til you point it out.

Sephiroth

This is the one that gets all of the babying. Wasn’t sure what to say nor do the first time you sat in his lap but after a little direction he quickly got comfortable. Very nonverbal about wanting to be coddled but he stares at you until you understand what he wants.

You kind of got him addicted to the amount of affection you show him, climbing on his lap, making him lock eyes with you and telling him just how special you think he is. All of which causes him to blush deeply, it doesn’t matter how many times you do this, he’s a tomato by the time you're done talking to him.

Of course he loves you playing in his hair while you sit on his lap, fingers running through silky strands, hand resting on the back of his neck once you’re done but still unwilling to move. Likes burying his face in your hair, enjoying your scent and holding you tightly.

Holds you against him like you might slip through his hands some days, especially after Genesis goes missing. He constantly seeks out your touch, this is when he starts pulling you into his lap himself, burying his face into your neck. Once Sephiroth called it “his favorite hiding place” he may not let you go for hours.

Is also going to tote you around your home because he isn’t ready to let you go, will read with you in his lap or take care of any work (that he’s allowed to) with you there, his hand rubbing your thigh for extra comfort. Loves when you rub his ear as he reads, found it to be a bit odd at first but you say his ears are cute so he’s inclined to let you do as you please.

When things go south with Angeal there isn’t a moment he isn’t underneath you. Sephiroth’s lap is about the only place he’ll let you sit in private, only parting with you to use the bathroom, shower or of course go to work. Definitely starts falling asleep with you on his lap. If he’s going to sleep so are you though, carrying you to bed and snuggling up to you

Genesis (yes yes, The Rizzler pt 2)

Pulled you into his lap first while teasing you, didn’t let you go for a while because “I wasn’t expecting such a simple act to feel so perfect.” Tells you how beautiful you are as he wraps his arms around you. His words can be too much sometimes, all you can do is tuck yourself into his neck and smile. Which is fine with him, he’s going to keep talking because he knows you love it.

Dunno about yall, but I think this man can sing. One hand firmly set on your thigh, making sure he holds you in place, his other hand on your chin to make sure that you’re looking at him. Sings you love songs and makes sure to make eye contact with you on the lyrics he feels you two connect to the most. It’s contagious and you can’t help but sing along with him at times.

Of course he reads Loveless to you while you sit in his lap. It makes him smile when he realizes you actually pay attention every time he reads it instead of drowning him out like others tend to. Sometimes uses it as an excuse to hold you in place a bit longer. “Let me finish the next act and I’ll let you up.” Genesis ends up reading Loveless in its entirety; it doesn't fail.

Loves you straddling his lap, hands immediately finding purchase on your waist. “Give me a kiss sweetheart.” You were the one supposed to be making him melt. true owner of the uno reverse card. Sitting on his lap like this may result in you ending up in your back.

Loves words of praise, tell him exactly how you feel as he holds you. His arms wrapping around you tighter with each word that reaches his heart. Sometimes the two of you are so love sick and just get wrapped up saying the sweetest things to each other.

“Mmm my Genny-poo~” you coo at him from time to time. One of the only ways to make him blush, maybe it’s how sickeningly sweet it is that causes a light tint to spread across his cheeks. Called him that in front of Angeal and Sephiroth once, Sephiroth now frequently calls him Genny-poo to torment him.

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Genesis especially has been rotting my brain lately, which I have no complaints about. This man is getting a whole fic from me.

I’d say it’s pretty NSFW. HojoxReader, hint of GenesisxReader, and I mean hint like La Croix

Description: Sick little freaky old bastard. I love the idea of him rejecting me over and over again. It makes me feel desperate in the most feral of ways. Hojo wasn’t sure why he insisted on keeping you around. Maybe it was your determination to prove your worth to him, you always wanted nothing more than for Hojo to have the smallest amount of pride in you. Whether it was from climbing on his dick or making sure Hojo got anything he would ever need for his research. From recapturing “escaped” experiments Hojo really just let most of them loose to raise hell to tracking down rare plants and natural mako formations. You’ll even grab the specimen needed for his next round of breeding. Anything to make Hojo give you the slightest bit of attention.

Warnings: not too much, it’s definitely giving grooming vibes but Hojo didn’t really…mean to? But he isn’t going to stop it. Dubcon since all my lines are still blurry and we kind of force ourselves on Hojo

Frrl this idea almost got tossed but someone on a reblog gave me inspiration. Yes, yes, I enjoy my blurred lines and I can't forget that. now I can move onto another Hojo fic (eventually)

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Was this a trauma response? Maybe. Something about your relationship unsettled Hojo, and that says a lot for someone like him. He fully expected you to hate him in the same regard Sephiroth did. The constant experiments and cruel tasks he would force you to perform on others should have been enough to keep you away from him. You might have even known a world without pain if you weren’t under Hojo’s care. Either unconscious for days because your body couldn’t handle what he thought it should or never sleeping, in constant fear of what the next day might bring you. Sometimes you couldn’t even shut your eyes without seeing the horrors you had been subjected to. 

So why was it that you didn't hate Hojo as well?

You were always at his beck and call, trying to be everything he wanted you to be. Just wanted him to be a little proud of you, and in some ways he was, but you just weren’t created equal to Sephiroth. He wouldn’t say he would compare you to the other Firsts either, still seeing you as lesser. “Good, but not good enough,” he’d always tell you. Always with a disapproving scowl, not one time did he look impressed by your actions. On occasion if there was something new he wanted to alter about your genetic make up he would give you a small praise. Condescending, he was just talking down to you, mocking since you “didn’t cry this time.” But that wasn’t really praise, it was the best you could get from him though. 

There was always something not quite right about you mentally, that Hojo knew and acknowledged long ago. You never stopped crying, always going into rageful fits whenever you were left around other staff members. On occasion having to be strapped down because you would get incredibly violent, not even caring if you got hurt in the process. Perhaps what really let him know that something may be a tad bit off, was when he caught you standing over one of his lab assistants. Scalpel in hand as you were standing over her, covered in blood with a cold expression in place. It wasn’t like assistants dying was anything new, some experiments were bound to go haywire. They were dealing with monsters afterall, it came with the territory, but this? This was different, you were fine when he left the room, not even gone for five minutes. 

Hojo rewatched the surveillance recording over and over again in an attempt to see why you snapped. Nothing, he could find absolutely no reason. The minute the assistant’s back was turned you went into action, Hojo couldn’t even say it was a rageful fit. You seemed almost too calm for a child that could hardly keep their shit together while killing a tonberry. So for you to kill a human with seemingly no concern in the world was wildly uncharacteristic of you. It certainly threw him for a curveball when you looked him in the eyes and said “Is this not what you wanted?” He’ll be keeping you close after that incident, the amount of people killed in his department in the past month was already higher than usual. He didn’t want to deal with another meeting about lives that were nothing more than a sacrifice to science. Hojo also needed to keep an eye on your mental state, maybe teach you the difference between who you’re supposed to kill and who you shouldn’t. Though, he’s positive you already know the difference all too well. 

After a few more occasions in which Hojo allowed others to get near you to perform check ups or routine injections, he started to realize you hated being left alone with anyone that wasn’t himself. When he thought back on every occasion he’s spent with you, you’d rarely cried around him unless he was physically hurting you. Maybe if you were hungry as a baby you’d start crying. Other than those few occasions Hojo genuinely couldn’t explain to himself why you would act so unruly around everyone else. You certainly never violently lashed out at him, which was surprising as he was the source of most of your pain. Most major milestones he made in your growth was always his doing and his alone. You were always so complacent with him. So it was no wonder that eventually he made sure to keep you around him most times, trying to socialize you with others on occasion. Supervised of course. Hojo partially blamed the lack of interaction throughout your childhood, certain it was causing you to act uncontrollably with everyone else. You never quite seemed to adjust to others, just tolerating everyone else. Only making sure you didn’t hurt anyone as long as Hojo was watching.

Over time Hojo found it best to stop locking you up, allowing you to roam about like a normal child, kind of. You could go to certain areas of his lab, depending on what he was working on he didn’t mind you lingering around him. Which is mainly what you resorted to doing, making sure you never got in Hojo’s way but also forming a habit of peeking over his shoulder at all times. Making attempts at understanding whatever it was he was researching. Hojo learned you had a very curious nature, often asking for him to explain things you took a peek at. It wasn’t until Hojo was stuck in the process of altering a mako injection, something new, better, far stronger than the last. For some reason he just kept falling short of his goal. You’d been watching him work on this for weeks, peeking at the notes he would set off to the side after he was done, moving on to the next. 

You caught his attention as you snagged a pen from his desk, noting that you separated his notes into two stacks. Leaving one of them on the desk as you tell him “those won’t help you.” You’ve got Hojo’s full attention. Sitting on the floor next to him you spread out the stack of notes, rearranging them in what appeared to be a specific order. Hojo seemed so intent on watching you that he halted his own work completely, watching as you carefully circled certain portions from each page. At some point Hojo did try to intervene, stating that your idea “wouldn’t work,” to which you all but whined at him “wait, I’m not finished yet.” Fine, he would let you continue, looking over your shoulder curiously. It took you roughly two hours, getting up to steal the notes Hojo left off on, seeing if they were fit for the solution. Before you could finish and present your findings, Hojo caught on to what you were doing. Realizing with glee that you were right, a grin spreading across his face. He wasn’t going to stop you, Hojo wanted to hear every bit of reasoning you had and just how you managed to accomplish what he couldn’t. 

It was perfect, now all he needed to do was create the real thing and put it to the test. For once Hojo was proud of you, outwardly praising you for work. The smile that graced his face immediately caused you to light up, the feeling was so surreal and you loved it. In turn Hojo taught you exactly how to create these mako injections. Silently deciding he would teach you as much as he could rather than focusing on your physical abilities. It was clear you excelled far more mentally. You were so young, already displaying such signs of brilliance. Hojo hadn’t realized how much information you’ve been taking in from him, it’s left him a bit in awe that you were able to catch on so quickly. 

Hojo would spend far more time with you, going as far to start bringing you to his home. He’d pump your mind full of information endlessly. The minute you woke up, before you went to bed, while you ate. It never stopped. At times it was overbearing but you could handle it, quickly adjusting to the amount of knowledge Hojo needed to cram in your head. He’d constantly ask you trick questions, waiting to see when you slipped up and said something wrong. Only on the most rare occasion would you screw up, often meeting his smug expression with one of your own. Most times not speaking to you unless it was in regards to any research or whatever he decided you needed to learn next. 

One thing Hojo could admit, this was the closest he felt to having a kid. The way you would curl up to him as he sat on the couch was the smallest bit of warming, often falling asleep against him so he would have to tuck you into bed. Sometimes letting you sleep in his bed with him when the nightmares were too much. It was almost comical to him, the way you came seeking comfort from the very thing that kept you up at night. Your blubbering and crying nearly immediately halting whenever he wrapped his arms around you. Other times you would just sneak into his room while he slept, snuggling against him, other times just laying right on him. It became so routine to him, Hojo never felt it to be odd. Even as you grew well into your teenage years you would still curl up to him. Hojo just thought it was a part of the dynamic between the two of you. Him being somewhat of a father figure and you being your usual needy, emotional self. Never did he think taking care of you would turn into what it would. 

Hojo wanted to focus solely on turning you into the genius he was, you on the other hand still wanted to physically train. Still trying to gain his praise in that aspect. It wouldn’t happen until you were starting to go into the field for R&D missions, locating variations of monsters from each region, bringing back whatever Hojo asked for. You would always go out of your way to bring him something extra back, always a pleasant surprise for him because these were things you knew he would be interested in. Hojo would be even more impressed with you when he received a specimen alive. Sure having the carcass was good enough, but a live subject was always far better. It was a lot to handle, being the head of R&D’s field team once you turned twenty-two and obtained far more experience. Paired with Hojo seemingly trying to turn you into his successor, you would ensure that you excelled in both departments. Making sure you kept yourself right at Hojo’s side.

It wasn’t until you were hitting your mid twenties, making your desire for Hojo much more prominent. It took a while for him to accept the way you were acting towards him. Thinking that you were just being touchy whenever you spent more time apart. A thought scratching at the back of his mind, contemplating your actions may be more than what he wanted to believe. He couldn’t deny that you were making him uncomfortable. Clinging to him most times you were alone and had down time. Wrapping your arms around his neck, claiming you were just wanting to hug him. Those hugs felt far too intimate at times, your body fully pressed against his, refusing to let him go for excessive periods of time. The way you would run your fingers along the base of his neck, always ending up with your fingers tangled in his hair. You’d brush your lips against his neck subtly. You’d even still climb into his lap. Probably the most bothersome action was when you’d straddle him, forcing Hojo under you despite his squirming and complaints. He could be mistaken, he’s positive he isn’t, but it felt like you were just trying to grind against his cock. It didn’t fail when you sat in his lap these days, blatantly scooting into place if you missed your target the first time.

He wasn't sure if should accept you or not. By typical social norms this wasn't something Hojo should do, but when has he ever cared about society’s views? Your actions cause him to dwell on all of your past interactions, trying to pinpoint the moment it seemed like you wanted more from him. He truly couldn’t tell, it was like a switch flipped one day and you were instantly infatuated with him. Like you truly had no shame when it came to him, it was absurd at times. For the longest Hojo would brush you off, telling you to be professional or to go “find someone your own age.” Which wasn’t a problem, you’d been seeing Genesis on and off for months. It didn’t extend any further than sexual favors and it still wasn’t what you craved. Genesis was an exceptional lover, facts, it would just be far better with someone you loved. It was a complicated scenario, it wasn’t like Hojo could nor wanted to get rid of you. You were the lead of his field team, it wouldn’t be nearly as successful withou you, Hojo couldn’t abandon such a genius. 

As time went on he figured your fixation with him was subsiding, when in reality it was just bubbling over until you couldn’t hold it in any longer. Hojo couldn’t help but wonder what happened to the seemingly innocent subjective individual he raised, now moaning and an absolute mess as you rode him. You were so rough, Hojo was certain you would break his chair, doing your damnedest to hold onto him to keep yourself from falling. The entire scene regarding this scenario was quite a bit disgusting. To most people. To you this was a dream come true. Gripping Hojo’s shoulders with bruising force, your pace unsteady and quick as you try to find your climax. Greedily trying to make up for the years you’ve had to miss out on fucking him. The way you barged into his lab as he was idly working at his desk. Pushing Hojo away from his work, climbing in his lap and begging, no, demanding he show you the attention you've been seeking. Hojo couldn’t help that his body reacted so positively to your actions, he didn’t hate it at all either. Undoubtedly enjoying the way you tightened around him. Hojo would certainly get his fill of you later. For now he would settle for cuming in you, telling you to get off of him coldly and that you need to clean up. Making sure you knew to stop by his place tonight as there would be things to discuss and activities to wrap up.

Hojo made sure to set a few boundaries, none that bothered you, you were just satisfied having him at all. He made it clear that your relationship, if you could call it that, stayed between the two of you. Requesting you get rid of any unrealistic expectations you may have for him, he’ll never set aside work for you and he isn’t looking to be on an emotional side of things. Not that he was capable of giving that to anyone no matter what, it wasn’t in him to be truly loving. You were delusional though, his actions betraying his words in your eyes. To you there was no way he couldn’t love you, you spent nearly every moment together. Working, sleeping, eating, at times bathing. Only going back to your own home at Hojo’s request. You could be quite a bit clingy, something he said he would like to avoid. It still didn’t stop him from keeping you around more often than not, often relaxing in your presence. Finding relief in being able to talk to someone who would have the slighted clue of what was coming out of his mouth. For once in his life it felt good to not be looked at as a mad man, and for you, Hojo could do now wrong. It doesn’t matter just how cruel he’s shown you he can be. 

Eventually the dynamic felt less and less abnormal, at times thoughts of the past would stir in Hojo’s mind. You didn’t seem concerned in the slightest, so he wouldn’t make a fuss over it. It wasn’t anything Hojo ever pictured for himself. Being this deeply involved with an experiment, let alone one he raised. You just haven’t given him any reason to dislike this arrangement, at least not yet. For the sake of your mental state and Hojo’s well being, lets hope this doesn’t come to an end until one of you are dead.

FF7-1

Minors Do Not Interact. Just a masterlist to keep organized between what's drabbles/hc's.

TsengxReader:

SoftYandereTsengxReader

Cat Dad Tseng

Tseng x Gunsmith!Reader

Nsfw Getback is crazy

Nsfw-ish Tseng snoring hc

Nsfw Tseng eating pussy hc

Nsfw Tseng might be toxic hc

Tseng x Reader x Genesis:

"Team work" drabble nsfw

Tseng, Sephiroth, Zack:

Nsfw foot fetish hcs? Gn

AGSZC+Rufus/Tseng/Reno:

Free roam access to your home? HC’s

Angeal x Sephiroth x Reader:

Nsfw/noncon

Sephiroth x Reader:

Reader that loves to cook

SoftYandereHeadcanons

SoftYandere Drabble (it’s just forever)

Nsfw headcanons (series of cheek clapping)

Soft Yandere Drabble (your scent is different)

AGSZC+Hojo:

Reader that’s prone to migraines hcs(sorry no cloud here)

play fighting hcs

sitting on their laps hcs

HojoxReader:

The Collector Nsfw Gn

second favorite experiment nsfw

I'm baaaaack!

Request for Zack Hojo and any other firsts you desire to include.

I feel like I know this answer..Hojo...does he get anxiety or overthink anything?

I'm seeking a soul comforting HC for zack for s/o with anxiety/overthinking.

Any lovley techniques to ease the soul?

What would Hojo injection?

Also hungry for a romantic rain day spent with Zack...

Does hojo like rain? What does it remind him of?

Alright, I've gotten myself in a soft enough mood to finally address this properly lol. Though I'll hit these separately as I wanna hc a bunch for rainy days.

Hojo and anxiety? No. Maybe? In a "I'm worried my experiment isn't going according to plan," kind of way. I'm sure can be an overthinker but it's, once again, only in regard to his work. He'll show he's overthinking by increasing the amount of experiments he performs, constantly checking for results more than he'd typically do. Things like that. He's so very prideful, I have trouble seeing him overthink too much.

But here are our Zack/Hojo Hc's for anxiety

Zack

I feel as though when he's first presented with your anxiety he wasn't sure what the right approach would be, but immediately takes you into his arms. Gives you the puppy dog eyes as he looks at you, begging for you to confide in him. Takes on a very very soothing tone of voice.

Doesn't let you go until he's sure you've calmed down. Holds you close to him even after you swear up and down you'll be okay. Baby boy just gives you extra hugs and kisses, swears it's a technique to keep your anxiety away for a bit longer.

Doesn't intentionally try to bring up trauma but will try to figure out the root of your anxiety. Some of the only times you'll catch him being serious as well. Wants to know anything that triggers you so Zack can do his best at avoiding them as well as making attempts to keep outside sources from triggering anxiety.

Goes out of his way to try different breathing techniques to see if that'll help you at all. If there's music or sounds that help ease your mind he's got them all on deck. Will also burn things onto a cd for you or create voice memos for you to listen to while he's away. He knows he can't be there every breathing moment so he tries to make up for it.

Asks Angeal a thousand questions about anxiety. It may or may not help because everyone's different but he'll try anything that was recommended. Even forms a whole meditation routine, which was a little cringe at first but you couldn't say no to him and it kind of helps.

Any of your favorite activities he'll participate in or even be the one to initiate said activity. Like, "Maybe we could paint together?" With that super adorable hopeful look in his eyes. It doesn't matter to him if he's bad at any of the things your skilled in. As long as he's helping you take your mind off of things, Zack's a happy man.

CUDDLES, you already know. Zack will be your bed/couch. Just go dump yourself on top of this man or he'll swoop you into his arms and take you to cuddle central. Plays with your hair and will run his hands soothingly along your body.

All in all he's super sweet and will do anything in his power to make you happy.

Hojo (my love)

This fuckin dickhead. I'd like to write him all cutesy but...I just-that man is putting you in an observation room to see how much he can stress you out further. Is solely intent on breaking your mind whether it's for his entertainment or in the name of science.

Purposefully triggers you, he doesn't want to ease your mind. He'd rather see what happens when he keeps pushing you further and further.

Hojo knows everything that eats you up, it's all very well documented and he'll abuse it as a way to get you to cooperate. Also a form of punishment, he's going to make sure you have visuals.

Now if you're one of his more favored experiments he might be more inclined to put your mind at ease after his hellish sessions. He won't spend too much time with you though and will offer the bare minimum as far as physical comfort goes.

As for an injection for anxiety? Naw, he'll give you something to go to sleep though. Watching over you as you have some of the worst nightmares of your life.

I CAN NOT WAIT FOR YOU RAINY DAY HC!!! IM CHOMPING AT THE BIT....

THE last anxiety H/C soothed my DNA beyond...I JUST CAN NOT WAIT..

Ok listen know this is a weird one but...your last Hojo got me REALLY thinking him as a person...does that man get any physical contact/needs etc. *wink wink* I'm GENUINELY curious...I figured men like that don't even process those thoughts because...brain focus is elsewhere...I always figured he'd consider an act like that dirty/beneath him or even "a thing for the common man/test subject" ...you can totally dedicate a separate ask just for this one because I have a feeling we're gonna deep dive on this one.

Nsfw.

And your feeling was absolutely correct! I am gonna deep dive on Hojo and fucking. I recently made all of the homies sick with Hojo. First I'll keep it sfw.

Cuddling? Hugs? General affection? Very below him. Might allow you to be touchy with him at times, he won't engage the same sort of affection. If you really want to cuddle he'll let you curl up beside him at times. Throws an arm around you subconsciously and claims he was just trying to adjust his position. If you come and lay down on top of him, he'll let out a heavy sigh but he's not going to move nor is he going to ask you to move. I'd say he would tolerate physical affection but it's not much of his thing. There was a meme that went "Trying to comfort the homies life" and it's someone patting their friends shoulder with a broom stick while hiding behind a door frame. It's giving Hojo.

I can't see Hojo as being completely uninterested in sex. I say he definitely fucks. The Costa Del Sol chicks?? Nobody can tell me he wasn't fondling them. idc idc. Lucrecia, yes yes I know it was for experimentation but he was probably hitting the fuck out of her from the back on a regular. Look at her! I don't see him having sex often but I do see him very occasionally indulging himself. I kind of doubt sex is beneath him, it's a natural function of the human body after all and he's a man of science. Hojo, in my eyes, probably has a breeding kink. (hope you don't mind the tag) @h0jos-f4vorite-t3stsubject got me thinking about a birthing kink with Hojo as well. He's probably bred way more experiments than we can imagine. Hojo fucks in the name of science. Anyways, he doesn't feel as though it's a necessity, just something he'll do from time to time.

Imagine being so crazy heated for Hojo that you end up cornering him in his lab, and he's yelling at you to get away and your interrupting his work, and then you drop to your knees and freaking worship his cock like he deserves and he's confused and frustrated and he loses his composure and gets so into it.

Maybe you're so crazy in heat in the first place is because you're drugged by Hojo for breeding purposes with Sephiroth? But instead of going for Sephi it backfires and you jump the professor.......

Okay anon, so I see what you've cooked up. I wish my brain could've added to this but it's a tiny addition to what you've said, cause fuck i love thinking about fucking Hojo. I'm also super late on this, sorry!

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Sure this wasn’t his intended purpose when he prepared you to breed with Sephiroth, yet it wasn’t the worst possible outcome either. Just a confusing one. Had Hojo realized your intentions, maybe he could’ve saved some of his precious lab equipment in your tussle to get him cornered, dropping to your knees and pressing your face against his cock. Kissing along his growing bulge while your fingers desperately fumbled on the buckle of his belt. 

He tried wrestling you away, maybe you were stronger than Hojo imagined, or was it the fact he truly wanted to see where this was going? No. For the sake of his breeding experiment for you and Sephiroth he can’t, fueling his half hearted desire to force you out of his lab. But the way you were frantically begging and whining for him made him want to give up and breed you himself. If he could create something as strong as Sephiroth, surely he could do the same with you, he pondered. Finally allowing you to pull his hardened length out after you successfully wrestled him onto the ground. Allowing you to show him everything Sephiroth taught you to do with your mouth. 

Hojo isn’t going to cum anywhere other than in you and he’s going to fuck you for a good few rounds. Old age won’t stop him from dumping his load into you relentlessly. Fucking you until you were completely useless and oh so fucking stupid. You couldn’t even form a coherent word with the way Hojo thrust into you, not allowing you to cum until he was fully satisfied. It made perfect sense that he could fuck you to this level of perfection. There truly wasn’t a part of your body he wasn’t familiar with. Knowing just the spots to touch that also cause you to be aroused during exams. Hitting that spot inside of you endlessly as Hojo finally granted you permission to release. 

Once he’s done he’ll leave you sprawled out on one of his examination tables, dressing himself while sparing you a condescending look. Demanding that you clean yourself up, get dressed, and get out. Not before you clean up the mess you made in your sex crazed frenzy. He isn’t really that mad, in fact Hojo is already planning on creating a new injection. This time one he intends to be specifically for himself.