CHAPTERINDEX
This story is host to a whole collection of miniature ficlets. I seem to have an awful lot of them now, you see, and they're so short it doesn't really feel like it's worth it to make individual posts for each one. Each chapter will be it's own, self-contained little story, and the summaries for them are listed below so you can skip to the ones that catch your interest.
[Chapter 1] Merciful Gods: Sephiroth discovers something he dislikes during the Nibelheim mission. Insane!Sephiroth, Zack/Cloud, yaoi.
[Chapter 2] Scars: Sephiroth gives Cloud a number. Scarification, puppet!Cloud.
[Chapter 3] Seven Minutes In Heaven: Random Seph/Cloud PWP smut.
[Chapter 4] Re: Seph's Orgasm Face: An excuse to write in detail about Sephiroth masturbating, inspired by some lovely stills from ACC in which we get to see Seph's orgasm face. Also features unintentionally voyeuristic Cloud.
[Chapter 5] Let's Play: A young fanboy Cloud discovering a fan-made game about the heroes of SOLDIER. A rather explicit game. Cloud solo, imaginary Sephiroth/Genesis/Cloud. (Now has it's own separate story with multiple chapters/one-shots set in that AU.)
[Chapter 6] Dead Weight: Angst fic. Cloud comes to Sephiroth when he's at his worst, because Sephiroth is the only one who can give him what he needs.
[Chapter 7] Afterwards: Sephiroth and Genesis have a ritual on the evenings he gets back from the labs. Masochistic Seph.
[Chapter 8] Dreamlike: Cloud dreams of what he can never have. Sephiroth/Cloud, NSFW.
[Chapter 9] The Usual Suspects: Somebody keeps pranking Genesis. Genesis is not impressed. Crackfic for a prompt on Tumblr.
[Chapter 10] Everyone Knows Where The Buster Sword Goes By Now: Kink meme fill and FFVII remake news celebration in one, in which Cloud shoves the Buster Sword up his ass and Zack watches.
Merciful Gods
I have no idea where the hell this came from or why. ._. I just wanted to write porn but then batshit!Seph happened instead. Oops?
Summary: Sephiroth discovers something he dislikes during the Nibelheim mission. Insane!Sephiroth, Zack/Cloud, yaoi.
Warnings: Sex, implied imminent character death, Nibelheim, insane!Sephiroth
Sephiroth's mind was elsewhere. It was not often that he found himself lacking focus, but today he had too much to analyse; too many conflicting sources of information. Gast's research, Hojo's theories, the proof of Angeal and Genesis' degradation, solid truths against informed guesses, Her words.
The town was no threat and of no importance. He didn't even see the townspeople who fled from the ice in his eyes.
One of the troopers stood guard at the inn, offering a tense, terrified salute as the SOLDIER stormed past. Sephiroth didn't see him either.
Zack. Zack was the only other like him; the only other SOLDIER around. He wished it had been anyone other than the puppy, but desperate times called for desperate measures. As long as there was someone he could share his discoveries with, a separate individual who could draw their own conclusions, and, at the end of it, share his fate - after all, perhaps Sephiroth himself had misinterpreted, made a mistake somewhere. Zack would have to be the one to work through his reasoning and point it out.
Except that Sephiroth wasn't wrong.
He just. Needed.
Something to keep him sane. Someone. Anything. Zack.
"Zack-"
Except Zack did not hear him. Zack was not going to hear him.
Sephiroth stood in the open doorway, immobilised.
Zack's mind, it seemed, was also elsewhere. It had been for a long while, Sephiroth had noticed. And as he had suspected, he now confirmed; it was that little blond trooper that had been occupying his Lieutenant's attention.
The little blond trooper was naked, pink-blushed skin slick with sweat, lithe body bent beneath Zack's. His wrists were held down, pinned to the mattress. He tossed his head back as Zack moved fiercely above him.
The expression he wore was one of rapture, joy. Love.
False rapture. A temporary illusion. That was all it was and all it could be.
No one would ever love a monster like you.
Zack's lips pressed against the trooper's mouth, brushed along his jaw. He whispered endearments as he shuddered and spent himself inside the boy.
The blond shuddered with him, crying out with the sweetest voice. And when they finally fell apart, he was smiling, sincere and radiant and utterly content.
Sephiroth's lip curled.
How base. And how pointlessly foolish. Did they think they were happy? Did they think their act actually meant anything profound?
Love withered, their joy would end. Their spirits would fade, their bodies fail, even if they did not tear themselves apart before then.
If they loved, so did they suffer.
If they lived, so did they die.
The imperfections of humanity only brought them misery. It would be kinder - it would be mercy - if he were to destroy them before they discovered it. If he were to destroy them all; return them to the planet, where Mother would be waiting, would embrace them in oblivion, until they could be reborn as part of Him. Reborn perfect, as a God.
Masamune sung a quiet hymn as she was drawn.
Above all things, Sephiroth (God) was merciful. They would die with the smiles still on their faces.