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I believe in final fantasy men supremacy

FF7 characters as my favourite song

Sephiroth - Monster by Lady Gaga

"Look at him, look at me

That boy is bad and honestly

He’s a wolf in disguise

But I can't stop staring in those evil eyes"

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Vincent Valentine - Suspended in Dusk by Type O Negative

"Four centuries of this damned immortality

Yet, I did not ask to be made

Why?

I will never again feel your sun upon my face"

~

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Cloud Strife - No Surprises by Radiohead

"A heart that's full up like a landfill

A job that slowly kills you

Bruises that won't heal

You look so tired, unhappy"

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Aerith Gainsborough - First Love/Late Spring by Mitski

"The night breeze

Carries

Something sweet

A peach tree"

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Tifa Lockhart - Cover Me in Roses by Holden Laurence

"Take me in your tender arms, roll me in the dirt

Cover me in roses, cover me in pearls

And then when the sun sets low, roll me in the dirt

Cover me in roses, cover me in pearls"

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Red XIII - The Horror and the Wild - The Amazing Devil

"Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring

I promise you, they'll sing of every time

You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child

Witness me, old man, I am the wild"

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Yuffie Kisaragi - Silhouette by Pastel Ghost

"Pastel ghost you're sleeping

Soft teal in the evening

You won't leave me and nights just

Get colder and colder and colder"

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Barret Wallace - Back to the Old House by The Smiths

"I would love to go

Back to the old house

But I never will

I never will"

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Cait Sith - Little Dark Age by MGMT

"Oh-oh, I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange

I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away

If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone

Open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age"

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Cid Highwind - Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother

"I made a wreck out of my hand

I put it through the wall

I made a fist and not a plan

Call me a reckless wrecking ball"

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Lucrecia Crescent - Jobless Monday by Mitski

"He only loves me when

There's a means he means to end

Oh, I miss when we first met

He didn't know me yet" (Ouch, that hurt)

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Reno - Evil by Interpol

"Rosemary

Heaven restores you in life

You're coming with me

Through the aging, the fearing, the strife"

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Rude - I Bet on Losing Dogs by Mitski

"I bet on losing dogs

I know they're losing and I'll pay for my place

By the ring

Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down"

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Tseng - This Charming Man by The Smiths

"I would go out tonight

But I haven't got a stitch to wear

This man said, "It's gruesome

That someone so handsome should care""

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Rufus Shinra - Daddy Issues by The Neighbourhood

"And if you were my little girl

I'd do whatever I could do

I'd run away and hide with you

I know that you got daddy issues, and I do too"

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Genesis Rhapsodos - Exit Music (For A Film) by Radiohead

"Breathe, keep breathing

Don't lose your nerve

Breathe, keep breathing

I can't do this alone"

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Angeal Hewley - Viva La Vida by Coldplay

"I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringin'

Roman Cavalry choirs are singin'

Be my mirror, my sword and shield

My missionaries in a foreign field"

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Zack Fair - Come a Little Closer by Cage The Elephant

"Time shakes, found you at the water

At first you were my father

Now I love you like a brother

Earthquakes shake the dust behind you"

Take a shot for every Radiohead and Mitski song I put :)

Tseng Headcanons

----dating them includes----------------------

-Office trips Being a turk and all Tseng would mostly be locked up in his office so you normally go over to the shinra building to spend some time over there

-Secret but also not so secret relationship He wouldn’t go around saying he’s dating you but he also is not the person to keep it locked away. The only reason he’s not to open about it is because your Aerith’s biological sister and doesn't want anyone like hojo to take you away

-dates Dates,depending on the month, are pretty common between you two. You normally improvise random places to go and never fail to surprise Tseng. One day you saved enough money to buy a reservation to a restaurant and he absolutely enjoyed it. But he wouldn’t mind a small stroll in the woods.

-Encouragement Things get tough on all sides so both of you become each other's beacon of light. If one of you is down you have the other picking you back up. In short you are his you’re counselor and you are his counselor

----How do they get your attention---------------

He would straddle you on his lap. No matter if you're in his office or at his home you would straddle you on his lap if you get your attention. Sometimes if he feels like it he would rub your back with his cold hands or nuzzle your shoulder. He would not do that to you unless he’s really busy but he doesn't mind if you do it as it calms him.

---What happens when there jealous-----------------

- the most rational person - he actually aspects this to happen and knows how to deal with the situation - lf a person is flirting with you he’ll calmly tell them your taken -if it’s a creep he’ll politely tell them to screw off and belittle them, just a little -he wouldn't make any irrational decisions

--How would they react when there S/o says "I love you"-------

-would have the conversation recorded not gonna lie -it gives him some comfort and reassurance -if you say I love you to him you’ll get yourself a kiss -low key looks like he isn’t phased by it but he gives a small smile though

Tseng Headcanons

----dating them includes----------------------

-Office trips Being a turk and all Tseng would mostly be locked up in his office so you normally go over to the shinra building to spend some time over there

-Secret but also not so secret relationship He wouldn’t go around saying he’s dating you but he also is not the person to keep it locked away. The only reason he’s not to open about it is because your Aerith’s biological sister and doesn't want anyone like hojo to take you away

-dates Dates,depending on the month, are pretty common between you two. You normally improvise random places to go and never fail to surprise Tseng. One day you saved enough money to buy a reservation to a restaurant and he absolutely enjoyed it. But he wouldn’t mind a small stroll in the woods.

-Encouragement Things get tough on all sides so both of you become each other's beacon of light. If one of you is down you have the other picking you back up. In short you are his you’re counselor and you are his counselor

----How do they get your attention---------------

He would straddle you on his lap. No matter if you're in his office or at his home you would straddle you on his lap if you get your attention. Sometimes if he feels like it he would rub your back with his cold hands or nuzzle your shoulder. He would not do that to you unless he’s really busy but he doesn't mind if you do it as it calms him.

---What happens when there jealous-----------------

- the most rational person - he actually aspects this to happen and knows how to deal with the situation - lf a person is flirting with you he’ll calmly tell them your taken -if it’s a creep he’ll politely tell them to screw off and belittle them, just a little -he wouldn't make any irrational decisions

--How would they react when there S/o says "I love you"-------

-would have the conversation recorded not gonna lie -it gives him some comfort and reassurance -if you say I love you to him you’ll get yourself a kiss -low key looks like he isn’t phased by it but he gives a small smile though

How would the gang react if Zack was hit by a spell that made him have the personality/demeanor of Tseng in his driest of moods? I'm talking no humor, cut-throat, intolerable of any japes, "These tasks that are going to be assigned to you in two weeks needed to be done two months ago." type thing.

*Sephiroth and Angeal approach Zack*

Angeal: Check out the remote control helicopter we just got.

Sephiroth: We're thinking of flying it around the lobby area.

Zack: I don’t find this amusing. In fact, your blatant lack of work ethic is deeply troubling. We have responsibilities as SOLDIER. This isn’t some playground where you can shrug off your duties. There are standards here, and your behavior suggests you’ve forgotten that.

*Zack leaves*

Angeal: What the hell was that!?

Sephiroth: Perhaps there was an accident with materia and he switched personalities with someone.

Angeal: I wonder who with.

*Elsewhere*

Tseng, on his 854th squat: Do you think if I brew coffee with energy drink and then plug a Christmas tree in my nose it'll light up?

Rufus, sobbing: HOW ARE YOU ON THE CEILING??

Very often I think about Sephiroth crawling in my bed and napping. Cause why not? Headcanons for Sephiroth Angeal Cloud Zack +Tseng and Rufus? if they have consistent access to your home. I doubt they’d do anything too invasive…that doesn’t go for Rufus and Tseng

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Zack

haven’t been paying enough attention to him he’s worried about you, you haven’t sent him your routine messages that let him know you made it to work or when you were heading home and that’s just weird. “What could be more important than thinking about me?”

Love him all you want, he’s eating your favorite snacks like a greedy little monster, it doesn’t matter if you buy enough to accommodate both of you. It takes a lot of food to fuel that man’s body, so that just means you started buying more for him to eat in addition to what he already steals right?

Doesn’t really snoop around while you’re gone but if something catches his attention he’s going to investigate. You’ll catch him with something in his hands that you haven’t seen in ages but still claims he doesn’t actually go through your things…sure buddy

Tries to straighten up messes, most of which he makes, but I dunno man. Something about Zack doesn’t scream world’s most tidy man and he doesn’t pay attention to fine detail. It’s the effort that counts right? He’ll at least take your trash out for you and clean up any obvious messes.

Will find him sprawled out on your couch waiting for you to get home, snoring and drooling all over the arm of your sofa…god he’s so fucking adorable and he’s just waiting for you to get home and cuddle him. After all you gave him a key for anything important.

Cloud

Yall know I’m making the “you like krabby patties don’t you squidward” face mhm..anyways are those most definitely your underwear in his hands that he’s so poorly trying to hide behind his back. Not to mention the underwear hanging out of his pocket. “You know Cloud,I heard you were a perv but fuck.”

After that day he didn’t use his key for a while. No, that’s not what he was there for originally. He was waiting for you to get to your home after an argument the two of you had on the phone to speak to you in person. Who knew that in his boredom his feet would led him to your drawers? There wasn’t too much to argue about anymore, not after asking if he wanted the ones on your ass too. He did and he got them off of you personally.

Will also straighten up things he sees in disarray, especially if he knows you like things a particular way. Will also feed and take care of any other needs your pet has if you have one. He gives your pet way more attention in private than he does around you.

The “Oh I fixed it” guy. If he isn’t there by the time you get back there might be a list of miscellaneous items he fixed. Eventually he stops making the lists considering you didn’t even realize what needed fixing and when, knowing that his actions are always appreciated.

Genesis

Because what more of an excuse does he need to freely enter your home than being Genesis? He’s coming to get your attention and recite Loveless to you while creating parallels between you and the words of his beloved epic.

Mad at him? Ignoring him? That’s not going to work, you better take that key back if you really don’t want him in your face. He’s not going to knock, sweet boy is coming straight in to fix whatever turmoil has risen between the two. Sometimes bearing gifts in these moments but he delivers you gifts when you’re not mad at him as well.

Noticed one thing isn’t very tidy, taken in account that perhaps you’ve been too tired or not in the best of moods lately. He’s going to end up cleaning your home just as he would keep his own. It’s the least he can do to help his darling.

Somehow makes your entire home smell like him, it’s like he has a Febreze can of himself that he sprays around the place. It’s just him spraying his cologne everywhere to mark his territory like a cat.

Sets up cute dates for when you arrive. This is especially convenient considering the two of you have such busy/conflicting schedules. Making sure to take care of anything around your home so you can solely focus on unwinding from the events of the day and on him.

Sometimes you’ll come home to fresh flowers sitting on your living room table. Along with a sickly sweet note, a quote from Loveless thrown in, and addressed to “his goddess”.

Angeal (ily break into my home pls I just wanna talk)

The master at taking care of his “beautiful liege”. Originally got a key to your home to pick up some things you needed for work but seeing the disarray of your apartment causes him to pause. It doesn’t bother him but if you needed help being taken care of you should have asked. Poor baby feels bad for not noticing that he needs to take care of you far more than he already does.

Yeah, you actually never got the things you needed for work that day. Only receiving a short text from Angeal claiming he would “be there soon”. Stepping into your home you can’t help but notice that it smells amazing. Beginning your trek to the couch toss your things down you go to step over some books that you swear were going to get picked up two weeks ago. Looking around you can’t help but notice the whole apartment is spotless. No longer able to hold the irritation you held with Angeal for bailing on you earlier, as you realize why he never showed up.

He refuses to give you back “his” your key after this. He won’t enter without your permission of course, even if you’re home, the man’s polite after all. Certainly wont go through your things unlike Cloud and Zack but can often be found curled up in your bed if it takes a while for you to get home.

You already know this man is cooking for you, normally timing when he’ll finish a meal with the time you get home so it’s fresh cause he “needs the best for his baby”. He’ll also do things like having a bath running for you, will join if you want him to, he’ll wash you up himself since you “shouldn’t have to lift another finger today”. Once again due to such a busy and conflicting schedule this is the easiest routine for you two.

Sometimes it seems like he lives there, seemingly spending more time at your place than at his own. Which is just fine with him, home is where his heart belongs, and his heart belongs with you.

Sephiroth (the cutest one idk i usually write my favorite one last but between Angeal, Seph and Rufus+Tseng idk) {After Genesis goes missing to highlight his emotional state}

To say the look on that man’s face was stressed was an understatement. As you walked into his office, immediately asking our dear Sephi what was wrong. Not one to go into too much detail Sephiroth explains he’d just like to be alone. That right now everything is a bit much for him to deal with and he doesn’t want to be found “unless it’s by you”. Prompting you to offer up your apartment, knowing nobody would look for him there.

Hesitant to accept your offer because he doesn’t want to intrude or make himself an inconvenience to you. A statement that makes you roll your eyes because Sephiroth could never be a bother. It doesn’t take much convincing for him take your keys and disappear from the Shinra building.

When you get home Sephiroth you can tell he’s made himself at home. His shirtless form opens the door for you, giving you a quick kiss and asking how your day has been. Noting that he looks a bit more well rested than he did earlier. As you walk around you can kind of tell what he’s been up to, a few of your books are sitting on the couch along with his laptop. Nothing out of the ordinary really, asking what he’s been up to and if he’s feeling better.

Scooping you up in his arms he carries you to the bedroom, stating that he’s just been “waiting for you”. Giggling at the sight of your bed you gawk at him asking “did you make a pillow fort?!” He actually looks a little prideful when he tells you he did and that “the structural integrity is absolutely astounding.” He’ll only let you leave the fort for good reasons, either food or the bathroom seems to be the only things he lets you get up for so far.

In the morning you give him a spare key, telling him to feel free to use it whenever. And that he does, the next day finding him cocooned in your blankets on the couch. The only thing you can see is his beautiful green eyes peeking at you from his nest of blankets. Hiding in your home definitely becomes a routine for him, only going to his own for clothes and whatever other items he may need. Spending a few nights at his own place every so often to give you space (that you never needed he just worries). Just a few nights every so often though cause why does he need to be there “when everything I want is here”

Rufus+Tseng (they’re definitely a package deal, can’t tell me otherwise) ffff-hi Reno you weren’t supposed to be here but my mind has now put you here

You certainly didn’t give these guys access to your home. Walking through your apartment after a long day, to what you thought was going to be a relaxing evening. Instead being greeted by a massive guard hound, well that wasn’t on your schedule but it seemed to get penciled in “what the fuck is that?” You can’t help but spit out, reaching for your pistol only to be interrupted by a foreign voice

“Now don’t be rude Y/N. The things you just got done doing are far more terrifying than my DarkStar.” Your eyes immediately darting around to find the owner of that voice- Who is this pretty blonde fuck sitting on your couch? Legs crossed, arm propped against the arm rest with his head held up by his hand. It’s almost like he’s trying to look as disinterested as possible in…whatever it was they were here for.

Not to mention the guy standing beside him, long black hair pulled back neatly…yeah, that’s just screaming to be pulled. Drawing his weapon the minute you reached for your own, telling you to drop it and to step towards them slowly. As you start taking steps towards the duo your arm is grabbed and being twisted behind your back. Their chest rumbling against your back as they chuckle.

“Oh, this one is so cute. How do we feel about ‘em bossman?” craning your neck to get a look at your assailant, being greeted by a red head with a goofy grin on his face. My god he was easy on the eyes as well. Sporting a suit similar to the raven haired man, his shirt unbuttoned, leaving his chest deliciously exposed. If it weren’t obvious you were in danger you might’ve thought you were in for a treat. Jumping a bit as his other hand starts roaming your body. Letting out a chuckle as Reno speaks stating that he’s “just checking for weapons, ya know how it goes. Unless..” his tone turning flirtatious to be cut off swiftly by Tseng, requesting you take a seat.

Reno, as the gentleman he is, assists you in your seat. All but shoving you down as he leaves his hands resting on your shoulders. You make it clear not to him “mishandle the merchandise” only for him to tell you he “can do better later.” Quickly shutting down the interaction between Reno and yourself finally asking who they were and why they were here. Rufus does a majority of the talking he is the center of attention of course, going into detail about how the Turks have been tracking you for the past year. Going through the list of atrocities you’ve committed along with some pretty damning evidence.

“Wow, you kill a few people and now the government is breaking into your home? I don’t know if this is really warranted.” At that comment you receive a rather pointed glance from Tseng and a raised eyebrow from Rufus. Finally getting to the point after Tseng lectures you on how this is a serious matter and there’s no time to play. They offer you a job with them, “redemption” as Rufus called it. While sure you’re a criminal, you indirectly solved a lot of their problems and you’re the final loose end they needed secured. “Or, you can go back to prison, but this time for the rest of your life.”

Though Tseng made it clear, if you can’t pass their training and be a successful member of the Turks you’ll be going prison anyway. Your smarts and ability to have snuck through the system this long is what got their attention drawn to you, well Rufus’ attention. Tseng thinks picking up “low-life criminals” to join their forces is far below them. Besides, they don’t really need you anyways, they just want you.

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Crying cause I hate I can tell when I first started writing this and when I finally found it and finished. Saving things to drafts seems like a dangerous game I won’t be playing again. I couldn’t think of anything to add to characters I already wrote for. Definitely making the last hc something bigger and is now main priority.

My brain two seconds after waking up: Tseng, but in Shen Xiang’s uniform

Have we learned anything new from Tseng's background? Well, since I haven’t I’ve come up with this. I surely am not bilingual or anything and I couldn’t figure out just how to make my own little language (yet, I have to for another fic) so all of this is just yanno, english. Right before FF7 events, cause I don’t like little ponytail Tseng. GN as usual unless folks start getting overly freaky (not in this fic)

Title: Dead Languages

Description: about 2.5k words. After committing the silliest of crimes you catch the Turks' attention. Taking little to no time to catch you and bring you in for interrogation. The only problem is they have absolutely zero clue what you’re saying, until Tseng finally arrives. Staring at Tseng with absolute delight, relief washes over you. Part 2 will contain more detail about the conversation between the reader and Tseng. 

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To say Reno was pissed was an understatement, pacing back and forth behind Rude’s seated position in front of you. Elbows on the table, Rude’s head buried in his hands out of stress, sighing heavily once more. They’ve tried for hours to get you to talk. There’s just absolutely no way you’ve made it all the way to Midgar with no way of communicating with anyone. From the few words they could make out, they knew you were from Wutai. That and your appearance made that painfully obvious.

They’ve tried threatening you quite a few times, the eccentric duo getting fed up with your “games”, as they call it. Genuinely, you had no idea what they were saying, but boy, were they angry. The red head’s face was just as red as his hair and the bald guy. Well, he seemed more upset at the other suited man for screaming so much. They were certainly no less upset after a blonde man dressed in all white came into the room. Sitting across from you for not even ten minutes staring back at the two men in black saying something in a dismissive tone, then leaving. You couldn’t help but think everything about him was a bit strange. The blonde’s get up combined with the strangely obedient creature he had in tow.

Eventually, you were left alone, staring at the wall for what you felt like was an endless amount of time. After an additional hour went by, numerous people came in and spoke to you, well tried. Each of them speaking a different language you simply couldn’t understand. Growing more and more frustrated yourself, you couldn’t help but give up any attempts at communicating with anyone. Your anxiety gnawing at your mind as you realize you might never leave this room at the rate things were going, surrounded by all of these strange faces. Every person is either talking to you like you were a five year old or becoming frustrated with your lack of communication. At some point, it was no wonder you completely shut down. 

Alone. Again. In this tiny interrogation wall, rubbing your eyes before laying your head in your arms. To think that the trek from Wutai to Midgar was exhausting, “that was nothing in comparison to this shit,” You thought to yourself, deciding to do your best to enjoy the next couple of hours as you were waiting around for your next round of interpreters. You couldn’t quite understand why they were so intent on talking to you rather than locking you away. It was an all-around ridiculous situation to be quite frank, becoming obsessed with myths of beasts living inside of precious red orbs. You wanted nothing more than to obtain that power for yourself in an attempt to take over other nearby villages to save your own.

Coming from a small village where a majority of your people were dying off, the population was not able to multiply faster than what they were expiring. Sure, your goal may have been a form of tyranny, but hell, you were the only one even trying to push for the future. The objective was simple enough: bring back as many of these strange creatures, harness their power, and force the other villages to follow your traditions. It mattered not who you had to slaughter to make your dream happen. It seemed to be going surprisingly smooth, the Shinra building being surprisingly easy to break into. You were able to make it to the materia room and snag as many of the summon materia as you could after practically disfiguring one of the infantrymen and snagging his uniform to blend in. Only to be caught by Reno and Rude as you were making your way back down the ungodly amount of stairs that made up the side entrance.

Pulling yourself from your thoughts as the door was all but being kicked open by Rufus, evident that he, too, was fed up with trying to find a way to speak to you. Raising your head up to acknowledge those who have walked in. By this point, Rufus was ready to just lock you up or, worse, pass you off to Hojo. Of course, he had his other two suits in tow, Reno and Rude, both of them just staring at you with an almost pitiful expression. Thinking to yourself, “That was concerning.” They haven’t said much to you since coming into the room, talking amongst themselves instead. Probably pondering on what they were going to do with you. Watching the white clad man stand up, pulling a device out of his pocket and holding it to his face as he walks out of the room. He almost seemed relieved by whatever that interaction was. Leaning back in your chair, you simply stare at the two Turks, curious as to what would happen next but making no attempts to speak. 

A few moments pass by before Rufus enters again, this time with another man in black. Dark hair ran down his back, neatly pinned up so that not even a stray hair would fall into his face. Not even a wrinkle in sight. What really caught your attention, though, was his eyes. Beautiful honey like pools meeting your gaze, immediately perking up at the sight of his tilak. An action that did not go unnoticed by the others, as over the course of the day, you would hardly acknowledge them, maybe sparing a disapproving glance. You quickly utter a few words, which causes Tseng to do a double take. Very rarely was the Turk caught off guard, but he couldn't deny that hearing someone speak his language was surprising in itself. 

Your gaze never breaks from Tseng as you hear Rufus address him, “Oh? Is this a lost friend of yours?” Tseng pulls  the seat out from in front of you and gets comfortable, for once his movements showed just how perturbed he was by the situation. Trying to keep his voice steady as he responds to Rufus, “Not quite, but I could tell you they came from the same place as myself. Our language never expanded outside of several villages. A place called Mahitotsu, no outsiders were allowed in either, never allowing themselves to mingle with modern-day people. Most of them wouldn’t be able to read nor write in another language due to the permanent barrier they’ve put between themselves and the rest of the world. The villagers themselves are reluctant to even deal with their neighbors.”

With a nod of Rufus’ head, he gestures towards you as he speaks, “Well, figure out why they're here stealing from me.” Something Tseng too was very curious about, most information regarding Shinra or materia for that matter is practically nonexistent. Coupled with the fact that your small off grid village also knows nothing of the world outside of it. For you to trek from the depths of Wutai to get here must have called for a damned good reason. Opting to give you a more traditional welcome in hopes of making you more willing to tell him any information you may have, Tseng starts by taking his gloves off, extending his hand to you. Placing your hand in his, Tseng brings the other to rest soothingly on top of your own. Bringing a few questionable looks from everyone in the room, they’ve never seen this tactic before, and Reno was going to make it known. Regarding Tseng in a teasing voice, “I thought you were here to make them talk, not flirt.” 

“It’s simply a greeting.” Tseng retorts back, red daring to tint his cheeks. It’s been so long since he’s done this. Paired with the way you're staring at him almost makes him want to melt. Getting rid of those thoughts quickly, Tseng begins addressing you. Stating that he obviously knew where you came from, asking what brought you out here. How did you get out here? Not for a minute did he let your hand go as the interrogation went on for hours, not that you could complain. At some point, Rude couldn’t help but mention that it was an awfully long greeting as he stared at your connected hands. Sure, he could’ve let your hand go quite some time ago. A part of him just can’t help but to enjoy this.

Once Tseng received all of the information he could get out of you, looking to Rufus to summarize what was said. Giving Rufus your name as well as place of origin, “They’re looking to save our village, albeit it’s not the smartest plan, though for that particular region of the world it would work considering the lack of knowledge and resources. The goal seems to be using summons as a way to entrap all of the other surrounding off-grid villages, forcing them to abide by our customs, down to forcing them to forget their own language and convert to our own. The reason is that the village is roughly estimated to die off in the next century. They seem to think ruling by fear would be the best way of going about completing their goal.” 

Rufus taps his fingers along the table, resting his head in his hand as he looks from your conjoined hands back to meet Tseng’s eyes. “Right idea, though this should be used for something much bigger than a bunch of forgotten tribes. I’m impressed they’ve made it thus far.” Tseng can’t help but nod in agreement. It is quite the feat to have survived the journey here. Especially knowing there isn’t much known about the rest of the world where you reside. Once again, pulling Tseng out of his thoughts, Rufus throws an idea out, “If they can prove to be just as loyal and useful as yourself, I say we keep them. Obviously, you would be doing all of the training. Not to mention, they need to figure out how to communicate with the rest of society. Dare I say, I have a good feeling about this. Or you could let them know they can rot in one of Hojo’s pods. The choice is theirs.” 

Tseng gives your hand a gentle squeeze before explaining what your ultimatum consisted of. With a shake of your head, you tell him that if you can’t accomplish your goal that there isn't a point of going forward in life. Translating your words back to Rufus draws a deep scowl from him, considering your choice should have been clear. Tseng gives a light shrug, letting out a deep breath. He certainly didn’t want that to be your fate, but after trying to convince you to change your mind and join them, it was clear you weren’t going to budge. Giving Rufus an almost sad expression, doing his best to cover up how he felt about the series of events. “All they want is for our people to continue to thrive-”

Cutting Tseng off as Rufus can’t help but finally notice a specific word that Tseng keeps repeating, “Our?” A smirk spreads across the vice president's face, “You’re people are right here, Tseng. Though, I imagine you have some attachments left to your hometown. Am I wrong?” At that, Tseng breaks any eye contact, staring down at your hands as you bring your other hand to rest atop of his as you sense his tension. Still refusing to look at anyone as he speaks, “It would be a shame for that to be their fate in my eyes, yes. Though I’m sure I've been long forgotten about, there are still people one could say I care for.” 

“Then I have another proposition, this time something that could benefit you both and myself?” Rufus finishes with a questioning tone before carrying on, leaning back in his chair. “We can make merging these villages a reality. It would be easier done if we utilize our troops. Though I have no intentions of trying to spread a dying language, I by no means plan on getting rid of it either. We can leave them isolated as they have been after bringing them together, of course leaving a group of soldiers to keep watch, make sure everything goes according to plan. Anyone stationed there is going to learn how to speak…whatever it is, you all call it. Though this will result in the land becoming Shinra property, is that something you can deal with? We can work out the finer details later, but (Y/N) will work for us, and they will have to live here.” 

“It isn’t me that needs to consider this,” Tseng states before finally meeting your gaze once more. It’s debatable if taking over land in Wutai would start another war, but it doesn’t seem like Rufus plans on making a ruckus as Shinra takes over the land. At least not yet. Translating what Rufus had to offer, and this time, it manages to catch your attention. A frown crosses your features as he details the portion about residing in Midgar and having to learn a new language, but to his surprise, you don't mind Shinra’s occupation so much. More than likely, due to your severe ignorance in regards to what Shinra is capable of. Telling Tseng that as long as you can get your way, it was an arrangement you could live with.

This starts the journey for the next year, being forced to live with Tseng until you can navigate the world by yourself as well as becoming a trustworthy individual. The plans to take over (insert town name here) would also not come to fruition until your training was thoroughly complete. You have to prove yourself in order to pave the way for your goals, even if you fail to realize you're being taken advantage of. To everyone's surprise, Tseng wasn't too upset about the arrangement. Sure, living with a total stranger wasn't on his ‘to do’ list per se, but you had him completely and utterly captivated. Tseng's subconscious had every intention of getting closer and closer to you. Making sure to spend more time than necessary teaching you what different items were as well as teaching you how to communicate with everyone else. Though he loved talking to you the most in your native tongue, there was something so magical about how your voice rang out to him as you spoke. Maybe this living situation would prove to be far more beneficial than he thought, and it had nothing to do with your training. 

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I hate to cut it off abruptly but every other idea is going to be put into part 2. This seemed to be the most decent stopping point for me. Couldn’t get this out of my mind, as I tried writing other fics this idea just kept begging me to use it, so I shall. 

Tseng lowkey has attachment issues and falls in love easily, can't tell me otherwise and it's a hill I'll die on. He just tries to keep his mask on at all times, but I can see poor babies' tears right through that shit.

Nsfw. TsengxReader, SephirothxReader ZackxReader foot fetish headcanon? Well it isn’t so much them with the fetish, but you (or should be you). He took you seriously when you told him to step on you. I started Sephiroth’s months ago but never finished, but Tseng gave me inspiration to complete it. I have the layout of his office in remake in mind for Tseng. My fav Cage the Elephant line is gonna be added in. Usually I’d do my favorites last, but this time I absolutely have no favorites. Maybe Seph because of his foot size.  Whatever the character says is italicized, reader's is not.

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Tseng

What made you realize you might have been too down bad for Tseng was during training. You got a bit overzealous, thinking you had the upper hand against him. Until he swept you off of your feet, stepping on your chest as Tseng’s display of dominance. Grabbing his ankle, far too gentle for a sparring match, you can't help but stare at his foot placed firmly against you. Your eyes trailing from his well polished shoes, up his leg, until you were staring into questioning, eyes. They kept you frozen in place. Unable to respond as Tseng presses just a bit harder into you, asking why you’ve hesitated. You don’t tell him this, but inwardly you wish he would press down so hard that you struggled to breathe.

Tseng wishes you wouldn’t look at him that way. He’s seen that look in your eyes before, he can tell you want to play. To your delight he does press down harder before pulling away. Letting you know just how foolish he thought you were for thinking you could beat him so easily. Though not with his words, but more so his body language. A condescending look in his eyes that would, normally, annoy you.

He’ll confront you about it later, calling you to his office for your annual performance review. Nothing was unusual about the meeting, a few critiques here and there. After wrapping up your review he asks you about your hesitance in the last training match. You know there’s no point in lying to Tseng. Expressing to him exactly how you instantly wanted him to dominate you the moment his foot connected with your chest.

“So you like to be stepped on, hm?” This is something he can certainly get behind. Now here you are, completely naked. Ass up, face down against the floor of his office. Tseng’s digging his heel into your cheek in an almost cruel manner before pulling away. Using the bottom of his foot to push you over so you’d fall on your back. Bringing his foot back down but this time on your neck. 

He knows he should be careful. The thought nearly leaves him as he presses down on your throat, restricting your airways and leaving you gasping for air. You already look so fucked out and he hasn’t even touched you yet. Only giving you commands to undress and directing you in which positions he wants you in. 

As you lay on your back, Tseng shifts to stand above you, your body pinned between his legs. His movements teasingly slow as he firmly plants his foot on your shoulder, shifting some of his weight to his opposite leg. Every movement of Tseng’s just feels like an absolute tease: the way he slowly unbuckles his belt, the way he pulls his zipper down so painfully slow. Pulling his hardened cock out and stroking himself right above your face. You didn’t realize Tseng would be so into this little kink of yours, part of you hates that you didn’t tell him sooner.

Without notice Tseng pulls away again, making his way towards the couch. Taking a seat with his legs spread, motioning for you to take your place at his feet once more, patiently waiting on his next command. Watching with anticipation as he starts stroking himself again, demanding you crawl to him. You do exactly that, taking your place as quickly as you could between his legs. Tseng grabs your hair, roughly tugging your head towards his hardened member. Immediately opening your mouth and taking as much of his thick cock as you can handle. You know the drill by now, you’re not coming off of his dick until he unloads in your mouth. Gently kicking your legs apart, Tseng begins rubbing his shoe against your core, causing you to whimper around him. Languidly keeping up this motion until you’re coming undone on his boot, Tseng releasing in your mouth, keeping your head in place to ensure you swallow every last drop. 

Definitely something that’s going to happen again, but also a very rare occurrence. The next time he makes sure to have a fresh pair of shoes because you’ll be licking the bottom of them. Loves the way your cum makes his shoe glisten, is also going to have you lick his shoes clean. You know he doesn’t like leaving messes.

Sephiroth

A text from you is what kicks all of this off. Requesting that he bought a new pair of work boots, emphasizing that he’s not to wear them yet. As he steps into the apartment you immediately spot the shoebox in his hands and smirk. You can’t help but think that you’re about to ruin this man, so unsuspecting it’s adorable. You’ve learned he’s secretly a man full of kinks, so you’re certain this would go well.

“Get the coat off, change shoes, then meet me in the bedroom.” You’re eager, barely giving him a goddamn hello upon walking through the door. He’s use to your strange requests at this point, you’re an odd person with sometimes even more odd desires. “No greeting at all, just come in and strip. What am I to you?” He says as you walk into the bathroom. He’s not bothered really, coat already being shed and placed neatly on the couch. Making sure to leave the straps on since you love grabbing them as he fucks into you. It’s not like you haven’t fucked him in his uniform before, so what makes this so different that you needed to make a special request? Pulling up his boots and tightening them he chooses to stay put in the living room, making himself comfortable on the couch.

Walking into the room naked you catch him sitting on the couch. Christ, he practically engulfs your sofa with his large stature. You love how small you are in comparison to him. His whole body engulfs yours, making you feel trapped. “You’re not at all where I asked you to be.” 

“Still no explanation or is this another physical presentation?” Oh he’s catching on, at least you’ve been teaching him well. With a nod of your head you confirm that this would certainly be a physical presentation. Crawling onto his lap, staring into his eyes for a moment before kissing him desperately. Grabbing his face as a rush of endorphins swell your chest, yearning for one another so desperately, lips, teeth and tongues clash together. 

Recoiling for a split second, you glance down to see Sephiroth watching you breathlessly through his bangs. Gripping your waist he starts grinding against you, causing you to both let out a soft moan. Settling your hands on his shoulders to balance yourself. Shifting to the side you straddle one of his legs, grinding yourself against him. You can’t help that you keep going lower and lower, until your core is hovering right above his foot.

Pressing yourself against him with a satisfied moan, you don’t hold yourself back, letting every time you’ve pictured this moment come to mind. Doing your best to gain control so you’re not grinding against his foot in a frenzied manner. You’re making his boot so wet and god the way Sephiroth looks at you, with a mix of astonishment and curiosity, driving yourself closer to the edge. You just couldn’t help it when you came undone prematurely, cursing yourself for not lasting longer. Don’t worry you’ve thoroughly peaked Sephiroth's interest, his voice playful and tinted with a bit of excitement “Oh, we’re not anywhere near done.”

He’s going to experiment with this far more than expected. Loves the power play that comes along with it. He’ll step on any part of you that you ask, without a doubt. This one also loves to see your cum on his boot. The way you whimper when he steps on your face drives him insane. Sephiroth loves it when you kiss his feet, something about you wanting to be the very ground he steps on makes his heart swell. 

Zack

Yes, yes, the fucking puppy. Hear me out, the sweetest ones are the freakiest people. He didn’t really mean it when he jokingly asked if he could step on you. Though it was so out of the blue you’re unsure if it was a joke or not. The thought of you pressed against his boot quickly becoming enticing to him. Besides, if you didn’t want this to happen, you wouldn’t have said yes. He'll take your answer and run with it, bringing it up during foreplay. After all, Zack’s just as adventurous as he is energetic. 

“God, you really like this don’t you?” He’s practically cooing at you, watching as you squirm under his boot. Another face down and ass up scenario on the floor. Zack’s perched on the edge of the bed, left foot propped up on your ass while he presses his opposite into your face. Leaning back onto the palms of his hands, a cocky, shit eating grin in place that you only ever see while he’s doming you.

If you want to fuck yourself on his boot he’ll let you. Though, it’ll be the most he’s ever edged you in your time together. Moving his foot the moment he notices you’re getting close. He can’t help it, not when you’re already about to come undone. Zack’s voice still playful as he teases you, “You couldn’t even last five minutes?” No, not when our usually innocent puppy gives you such a filthy look while he rubs you with the underside of his boot. 

I feel like to everyone's surprise, Zack has impressively pretty feet. Yes, you can lick them. He likes to switch, so don’t be surprised when he’s asking you to step on him in return. He’s so eager bout it, practically bouncing up and down as he waits for you to press your foot against his face. Definitely prefers you barefoot, he likes licking the entire sole of your foot. Peppering kisses along your foot, almost tickling you but feeling so good. Shows the entire foot love, not a toe goes missed. My guy is incredibly efficient when it comes to making sure he’s licked every single part of you. 

Enjoys footjobs from you. The first time he didn’t even bother to hold himself off, the way your feet were pressing his cock against his abdomen, rubbing him so teasingly with the perfect amount of pressure. You’ve got him making a sticky mess of himself within moments, cum slowly leaking out of his cock. Begging you not stop just yet, rutting against your feet as he tries to gain more friction. The way Zack moans is absolutely slutty as he falls apart under your touch. Uses this kink on a rare occasion, well, kind of, he often finds himself focused on your feet.

Having a relationship with Tseng would be difficult, especially in the beginning. He has no clue if he wants to keep you close or push you away, never really expressing himself. Tseng's going to drive himself insane keeping everything bottled up the way he does. Crazy really looks good on this man though. Dare I say, crazy looks the best on Tseng. It's the personality man.

SoftYandereTsengxReader

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If there was anything that left Tseng's mouth that you were absolutely tired of hearing, it was "I don't think this is going to work." Whenever there was the slightest turmoil in your relationship. Anything that was bringing him away from work in regard to you, Tseng would voice his doubts about a long-lasting relationship. The constant reminder of his uncertainty caused a part of you to agree, thinking that maybe your relationship wouldn't go anywhere.

You've asked him numerous times if he just wanted to cut ties, end all of this while it was still early. Each time, Tseng would seemingly ponder over the thought or not reply at all. Going about the day like normal, as though he didn't just stab you in the heart with his doubts. He wouldn't change how he would normally act towards you either. He'd still be his typical semi-sweet, but still aloof self. On top of that, it seemed to be impossible to tell how Tseng felt about you. Combined with hardly being able to tell if you had been getting closer to him. While you know plenty about him it was almost like you knew nothing at the same time. You've tried prying into his past but he's never told you a thing, opting to change the subject each time or conveniently having to take a call.

It was confusing. It was infuriating and so hurtful that eventually, you were the one to break things off. It wasn't like Tseng was making an attempt at keeping the relationship afloat. Tseng's cold words create a burning sensation in your chest, stating that it would be better this way, that he didn't really care to begin with. Even urging you to depart quickly. Never quite looking at you as he spoke, hell, he didn't even look at you as you broke up with him. Simply staring at everything but you, not even speaking as you gathered your things and left his home for the last time. You weren't sure what compelled you to, but before leaving you tell Tseng to not even bother talking to you unless it was work related. You didn't even want so much as a "how are you" from him.

Later that night, as you were settling into bed, you hear rapid knocking at your door. It was bordering psychotic and was unrelenting. Grabbing your gun as you head towards the front door, looking out the peephole to see Tseng.

You couldn't tell if you were relieved or pissed to see him, a mixture of both probably. Calling out to ask him why he's here. Tseng calmly telling you to let him in, that he wasn't taking no for an answer.

Maybe it was a little childish, telling Tseng that you would see him at work. Stating that you were sure whatever he wanted could simply wait. It wasn't fair that he got to show up here, demanding you about after what just happened. A moment of silence passes by, and you begin walking back to your bedroom. Whipping back around quickly as you hear him knocking again, this time annoyance lacing his tone. Not asking but threating that you let him in. His words causing you to scoff, telling him to "fuck off". It was Tseng's fault you didn't want to talk after all. The audacity Tseng had was outrageous. Coming over here right after telling you that your relationship meant nothing to him.

Tseng doesn't bother knocking again, instead walking away from your door and heading back to his car. You're certain you heard him say something, not quite sure what, you decide to brush it off. Another thing you can handle tomorrow, at least that's what you tell yourself. Readying yourself for bed once again, you can't help but feel a bit bad, maybe even foolish. It was obvious he was here because of you, but literally everything in our relationship only occurs on his terms. Something else you were growing tired of that Tseng didn't seem too keen on changing. For once just wanting something to go as you direct for once. Eventually your thoughts drifting you to sleep as you ponder if you made a mistake or not.

Tseng never really went anywhere, in fact all he did was circle around your neighborhood before parking outside of your home again. He's unsure what's forcing him to do this, maybe it's the overwhelming amount of emotion he does feel for you. Sure, he isn't the type to admit it, but he knows what he feels for you is real. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell you how much he loves you. He just doesn't know how, because on the inside he knows that his infatuation with you delves deeper what anyone could imagine.

He's already done so much in secret, tracking down any known ex's, making them silently fall off of the face of the planet. Anyone he's caught flirting or staring at you in a manner that made him the slightest bit uncomfortable? Also gone in a heartbeat. The man even has a copy of your house key, of course one that you didn't give him. He's snooped through every nook and cranny of your home so it's no wonder he found your spare key and had another made. Returning the original back to it's place in your nightstand. That's what got him into your home, waiting a couple of hours to ensure you went to sleep.

Silently making his way to your bedroom, stopping his trek as he stands at the edge of your bed, watching your sleeping form. To Tseng, he's sure he's been standing over you for at least an hour. Considering waking you but also not ready to deal with the repercussions that come along with pissing you off. Tseng is also entirely unsure how he's going to go about repairing your relationship, still not certain of the words he wants to say to you.

For now he'll choose to do what he always resorts to. Pretending everything is normal. Taking his clothes off until he was left in his boxers, folding them and neatly placing them on your dresser. Tseng makes his way to the other side of your bed, making sure not to wake you as he got comfortable.

He wouldn't go to sleep at all that night, staying up to watch you instead. Occasionally brushing a strand of hair out of your face, gently caressing your cheek as he whispers about you belonging to him. Telling you that you could absolutely, under any circumstance, never try to leave him again. Practicing the way saying "I love you" feels rolling off of his tongue. Yeah, he's saying all of this to you while you're asleep. Tseng's just trying to get practice in for when he has to deal with you in the morning. Keeping in mind to make it clear you would be going nowhere.

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Kinda funny that I've had a chunk of ideas for Seph but couldn't conjure anything up...until my focus ended up on Tseng again and he's taking his place right now.

Fluff?Tseng x Reader. You live together and you bring home a cat. Tseng is a certified cat dad.

You're on a mission together, and you come across a stray kitten. The cutest tuxedo cat, couldn't have been anything older than a couple of months. Covered in gunk and clearly far too thin, you couldn't help but feel sympathy for the poor guy. Tseng noticing your attention drawn to the cat, and with a disapproving look, he grabs your arm, tugging you onward for your mission.

On your way out of the building you spot the cat again, allowing Tseng to get a few steps ahead of you, quickly stuffing the kitten under your dress shirt, tucking your shirt into place so it wouldn't fall out. Hurriedly buttoning up your blazer to try and hide the bulge of the kitten. Tseng, realizing you're falling behind, calling out for you to hurry so you can get on the helicopter.

As you settle into your seat, Tseng can't help but notice the way you're clutching yourself. Raising an eyebrow curiously as he examines you, asking “Why are you holding your stomach?”

Quickly making an attempt to cover up your little secret, you brush him off, telling him that you didn't feel good. Surprisingly, he shrugs it off. Maybe it was due to how loud the helicopter is. Maybe he even believed you.

The moment you arrived at the Shinra building, you quickly disappeared. Tseng somehow didn't even see you make your way from the helipad, assuming you went off to fill out a mission report. Though that's not at all what you did.

Tseng's surely going to be pissed when you never arrived at his office with a mission report. Instead, stopping at a store for cat supplies before going to your shared condo to make your new friend comfortable. After all, this was now your main priority, immediately bathing, feeding, and ensuring the kitten had water. Your new little fur baby was settling in perfectly. You could only hope that you wouldn't need to rehome the sweet fellow, Tseng made it clear that he doesn't care for pets very much. Stating that babysitting Darkstar on occasion was more than enough.

As you're curled up on the couch with the precious fluff ball, you hear the jingle of Tseng’s keys at the door. Pulling the kitten against you, attempting to cover it with the throw blanket you were snuggled into, watching with anticipation as he walked through the door.

You were spot on in reference to earlier’s assumption. He looked annoyed beyond belief, his voice matching his expression. “Where were you?” Taking a few steps closer to you as he began grilling you for your absence. “You know the routine, you're to fill out a report after every-”

Cutting himself off, Tseng raises an eyebrow as he notices the unmistakable squirming coming from under your blanket. Narrowing his eyes as he immediately realizes why you were so quick to scurry off. “You didn't.” Is all he could say, disbelief evident in his voice.

“I didn't what?” You ask almost too innocently as you clearly try to keep the kitten contained under the blanket. The kitten was surely winning, wriggling itself from your hands and falling from under the blanket onto the floor. An awkward silence following the reveal. Tseng stared at the tiny black and white baby now sitting on his living room floor, his eyes meeting yours again.

“You did.” Pinching the bridge of his nose, Tseng lets out a long sigh. Watching as the kitten trots over to him, sniffing his foot out of curiosity before rubbing against his leg. Stepping away from the cat in an attempt to halt any further affectionate behavior but failing as the kitten follows him. Rubbing against his leg once more, this time noting the motorboat like purring coming from the tiny vessel. No, no, he would not let the cat win.

Scooping the kitten up in one hand, Tseng holds it against him. There was no way he couldn't acknowledge the way its purring intensified as he held it. Frowning deeply as his eyes drifted from the kitten back to you, speaking with a stern tone. “I'm putting it back outside. You know how I feel about pets, nor did you even discuss this with me first.”

Instantly jumping up from your position on the couch, nearly tripping over the blanket in the process, you rush over to Tseng. A pleading look in your eyes as you put on your best puppy dog face, as you practically whine at him, “But it already likes you so much, you can't deny the purrs Tseng. You won't even have to lift a finger in regards to ‘em, I'll take complete care of it.”

Readjusting the cat in his hand, doing his best not to look at the cat as it nuzzles against his chest, the purring still intense even as he ponders getting rid of it. “No, I've said no a thousand times before, and now you've just brought something in without any sort of consideration. Who's going to watch it when we're gone on missions?”

“I’ve already looked into pet sitters, I actually found the most neat thing called a cat motel. I even found a cat tower that matches your taste and set up a vet appointment in the morning.” Rambling on and on about all of the plans you had to ensure the cat was well taken care of. Detailing why he can't just set a defenseless kitten outside. Tseng couldn’t find anything to dispute against you besides simply having told you no in the past.

Handing the kitten back to you, still giving you a disapproving stare, “You can keep it, but keep it away from my clothes, I don't want cat hair all over the place. Keep it off of any counters and tables, and lastly, make sure it doesn't destroy the furniture.” Pausing for a moment before sighing deeply, still not pleased by the presence of your new acquaintance, “Just make sure it's trained.” he muttered before going back to his rant about making sure you fill out reports on time.

Over the next few months, you can't miss how undeniably close Tseng got to the cat. By the end of the first week, he named the cat, stating that you were taking too long to give the cat a “full sense of belonging." Naming your little floofball Racecar, dubbing it RC for short. Claiming the name was perfect for such an energetic pet as it constantly had a severe case of the zoomies.

You'd catch him constantly curled up with the cat, either by his side or on his chest. RC would even sleep right above his head most nights. Once, you found Tseng slicing salmon and hand feeding the cat, inquiring how often he did that. To your delight, he responds with a sheepish smile, telling you that he does this “often enough.” He won't allow just anyone to watch Racecar, instead often picking Reno, Rude, or Elana for the task of catsitting. He gets very defensive about the cat. You have to show him physical evidence if RC does anything wrong or else he won't believe you. Because he claims it “never did anything bad around me.”

All in all, Tseng is a certified cat dad. Acting like he doesn't like the cat at first but quickly melting into the comfort of having one around. Realizing that it isn't so bad after all.

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Writing this random little thing as it's my 4th year anniversary for my precious babies Aerith and Roach. To think I could hide two cats was crazy work. I'll probably come up with something for my oldest cat's 12th year anniversary. Probably something FF8 related as she's named after Rinoa.

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

Okay. Okay. OKAY, WHY IS HIS NOSE SO CUTE?!?!

The eyes scream fuck me

Made this because of @demialwrites. My brain has been left on the 404 screen. I'd say read the link below first then come back.

https://www.tumblr.com/demialwrites/760464472415600641/because-i-was-thinking-about-the-hcs-you-wrote?source=share

Nsfw TsengxFemReader. Getback is crazy. Especially when Tseng could be so mean. It’s the next day and he still hasn’t let you cum. In fact, he left you entirely unfucked, and that just won’t do. 

Vanilla bondage

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It was hard work getting those cuffs on Tseng, his reflexes kicking in the minute you reached for his arm. That was okay, you were prepared to wrestle him over this. He nearly threw you over his desk in your struggle to bind his arms behind his back. Eventually, you’d acquire dominance after you fought him to the floor. Putting him in a guillotine choke where you were finally able to get one arm cuffed. 

Just one more.

Quickly maneuvering so you were so you were perfectly mounted onto his back making sure to keep his chest pressed into the ground. Using all of your strength to pull his other arm back, securing the cuff around his wrist. The minute you pulled away Tseng rose up, settling his weight on his heels as he remained on his knees. Glaring at you. Boy, did he look pissed, but he was being such a good boy as you pulled his cock out. Ceasing all complaints the minute your hands went to his belt. Of course he was already hard from your little skirmish and you couldn’t help but tell him how much of a slut he was as you stroked him teasingly.

Stripping down you lay yourself spread eagle in front of him, commanding that he close the distance in between you. If you weren’t wet already, the sight of him waddling towards you, so eagerly, on his knees would do it for you. Tseng’s dick pressing against your pussy, prodding at your opening beggingly. The look in his eyes mirroring his needy actions. Wasn’t that funny? The same one who refused to let you have a drop of pleasure is the one at your mercy now. It was almost disappointing that he’d get anything out of this. 

Guiding Tseng into you, verbally setting the pace. Telling him when to shallow his strokes or add depth. Directing him to speed up, and slow down. At this rate it had felt like he was fucking you for a lifetime. The moment you’d sense he was close to cuming you’d make him change his pace or stop entirely. It nearly made Tseng whine, it wasn’t fair, you came so much already. He couldn’t even touch you. Tseng can’t handle what he dishes out.

Finally granting him permission to fuck into you, Tseng’s pace immediately quickens. Sloppy and unsteady. He hates it when he loses control like this, desperately thrusting into you as he finishes inside of you with a breathy moan. 

It wasn’t punishment enough for him, but you got what you were looking for. Leaving him on the floor, handcuffed with his cock hanging out. He’s got himself out of cuffs before, you’re sure he’ll figure it out. Though there’s nothing he can do about the mess all over his suit. 

Kind of nsfw?

My brain literally won't function for anything that isn't Tseng. I've lost all cognitive brain function and can only hone in on the thought of riding him while gripping his silly little tie.

I also feel the need to say-

Tseng, who isn't loud while he fucks. Practically ever. But, you can always tell how much you wore him out by the way he snores. He's never too loud, normally ranging between a soft snore to a moderate volume. If he falls asleep on his back, he'll snore louder.

Claims that he doesn't snore at all. Which is kind of true. Until you've fucked him all night. Fuck him after a rather strenuous mission and you'll hear that man turn into a grizzly bear while he cuddles you.

Eventually, you get proof of Tseng’s snoring on video because he refuses to believe you. Presenting it to him as he was getting ready the following morning. "Oh. I guess you're right." Is all he can say, reaching for your phone to delete the evidence.

It's okay if he does. You can always fuck him to exhaustion to get your proof back.

***

Came back to say he doesn't moan too much. but sometimes let's out this quiet whiny sound, and you have to question if that's actually him or not. Takes deep, shaky breaths. Chest heaving as he tries to contain himself.

Fluff? Fluff. Only slightly sexual. Tseng x Gunsmith!Reader. It doesn't matter if it's noon or midnight. If Tseng feels like there's something off about his firearm, he's on his way to you. He’ll never take no for an answer since it's “what we pay you for.” 

*****

“One of these days, this crappy 1911 is going to get you killed.” You couldn't help the irritation seeping into your voice. Nor could you stop yourself from giving Tseng a lecture about upgrading his firearm entirely. Considering he woke you from your sleep at 2am, you had the right to be in an unpleasant mood. The frequency in which Tseng has come by over his weapon has been increasing quite a bit in the past couple of months. You weren't even sure what spare parts you had left for his gun right now. 

Pulling the slide back, resulting in a failed attempt to chamber a round. Next, dropping the magazine and dislodging the now stuck bullet. Giving Tseng a disapproving look over your kitchen table as you tried loading the gun a few more times, resulting in the same misfeeding problem. You were too tired for this shit. Going over your usual inspection, you note a considerate amount of damage as you break down the gun. ‘Is that rust?’ You think to yourself, as many parts as you've replaced in the last couple of months that just shouldn't be. You've never spotted rust on his weapon before either, Tseng has always gone out of his way to keep his 1911 oiled and clean. So why did the entire assembly look so...neglected? 

That's when it dawned on you. Tseng didn't need to be here. He wanted to be here. You weren't sure how you didn't catch it sooner, but this wasn't his usual firearm. One look at the grips could've told you that.  Giving Tseng a chance to confess to his actions, asking when the last time he used the gun was. 

“Yesterday's target practice. I could only get a few shots off before it started jamming.” Lies, he was lying through his perfect teeth. 

“So what made you change pistols? Didn't like the upgrades I did to the last one?” You can't help the smirk dancing on your lips as Tseng frowns, knowing that he was caught red-handed. 

“Can you fix it or not?” Deflecting. It was his strong suit, that's for sure. Of course you could. You already planned on rebuilding it to ensure its full functionality.

“Yes,” you start, making your way around the table until you were standing directly in front of Tseng. Grabbing his face gently so he was forced to look at you. “Why don't you tell me why you're really here.” 

You knew why. You just wanted to hear it come from his mouth. Everything sounds so much better when it's coming directly from the source, especially if that source is Tseng. With the routine the two of you have fallen in, it's a wonder he still comes up with excuses just to see you. Popping up to ask you questions that you were sure he knew the answer to. At times certain he was lying when he'd complain about defects in his firearm. Often finding nothing to be wrong with it at all, but humoring him by replacing the parts that he claimed may be troublesome. Usually taking care of any additional 'needs' he may have afterwards.

Tseng grabs the back of your thighs, fingers grazing your ass as he guides you to straddle his lap. Looking up at you with soft brown eyes, his voice a bit too shy in comparison to his actions. “I just wanted to see you. It's been a while.” 

“It's been a week.” Placing a quick kiss on his lips, hearing him mumble that it had been ‘a long week without you’ before he pulled you into a much deeper kiss. Not breaking away from you as he picked you up and pressed you against the table.

Sleep would have to go on the back burner for now. Knowing Tseng, he would have his way with you until he was fully spent. Making sure to keep a mental note to inform Tseng he doesn't have to come up with excuses to come by. If he wants you. He can have you. 

****

I was just staring at a lot of Tseng and finally noticed boyo uses a 1911. At least it looks like it. Makes sense considering it's known as a government issued firearm. Not a fan of 1911's…maybe it's due to small hands. Or the fact that I have yet to go through a session where a 1911 doesn't jam. (I cannot confirm if it's a 1911 as I can't find anything about his gun. Just based off of what I see)

This is the guy you want me to take seriously? Yea....okay

"My favorite way to start my day"

"What about me?"

"???????"

If anyone wanted idk

These also aren't my screenshots 🤣I can reference the 2000 pictures of Tseng I downloaded from someone. I'll share it any time I see it

**Nsfw**: but thought

How I picture Tseng eating pussy

Yes yes, there's a Twitter link. Gloves on though.

He definitely has a full on make out session in it though, mhm.

Okay goodnight.

Oh..right Nsfw. Ive been clinching my fist all morning trying to shut the absolutely fuck up. I have lost my battle. Anyways, this is about Tseng. Again.

I can't stop thinking about his tongue and how languidly it would dance across pussy before dipping his tongue in you. Tongue fucking you before going back to teasingly eating you out.

Leaves no fold unlicked. He certainly knows where the clit is, but he's determined taste all of you. He literally makes love to your pussy with his mouth.

He'll keep his hands on your thighs. Making sure your legs stay open so he has full access to you. Massaging, squeezing, or rubbing his hands along your inner thigh soothingly. His nonverbal way of guiding you through your orgasm. Continues his ministrations until your shaking, working on you well past your climax.

My next thought?

On occasion he'll move his hand. Tseng likes the way it feels when you squeeze his head tightly between your thighs. Shaking and frantically reaching for his head in an attempt to pull him away. He'll let you tug at his hair, but baby he's not going anywhere unless it's Tseng's decision.

Eye contact, let's not leave out how he stares right into your soul while he's eating you out before his eyes flutter closed and he looks throughly pleased by the taste of you.

I don't know why i know why, but thinking of Tseng’s cock itself. I like to imagine he's the perfect 6 inches, and it's girthy. I like to picture him as uncircumcised as well. Just like playing peekaboo with his dick in my mind. Also, when he's all excited, you can say, "Look who's come out to play."