#Muse;;Zack Fair

[the-nexus]

"Boop champion, right here!! No one will beat me! HA!"

#muse;;zack fair #Zack sit tf down you dingus #warning: Zack Lucifer and Flare will spam boop you if you boop them #you have been warned XD

[myristicisms]

Eyes flash near dangerously, the usual subtle glow of the mako staining his irises giving way to the sudden rush into his head and there's a soft laugh that he barks out, head cocking slightly to the side curiously while he mulls over the statement. He could handle everything fine enough, or at least that's what Zack thinks even if it would be fun to hand the reigns over and see what Cloud would do if he allowed the blonde to take over. “ Depends. ” He manages, voice as calculated as possible given the way he has to hold himself still, body growing jittery from excess energy beginning to pool within his limbs. “ If you think you can then go ahead, I wanna see what taking charge looks like to you. ”

@strifesoldier | Cloud Strife

"Do you want me to take charge? "

#muse;; zack fair #strifesoldier | cloud strife #• answered ic! #verse;; tufts of phoenix down #the way Zack's just being vague because he's not sure if he's reading the sentence right is so funny #and by reading i mean understanding #he took it as an innuendo 💀

[sephys-paradise]

idk why but the fact that angeal, genesis, and sephiroth (and zack depending on how you play him) canonically have fanclubs who know every little detail about them is just so funny to me like it just reminds me of kpop standom/sasaengs 😂😂 do you guys think their fandoms ever have fanwars over who’s the best SOLDIER out of the three? 🤔🤔

...speaking of which... should i write an idol!AU with these three...? 👀���

#random musings #ff7 #final fantasy 7 #final fantasy 7 remake #ff7 remake #ffvii #final fantasy vii #final fantasy vii remake #ffvii remake #ffviir #crisis core #crisis core reunion #sephiroth #sephiroth crescent #angeal #angeal hewley #genesis #genesis rhapsodos #zack #zack fair

[finalvii]

Kunsel: They haven't created a form for that.

Zack: Yet.

#musings #finalvii; Zack Fair

[gaiachose]

❝ It sounded like there was some sort of disturbance goin' on down here. Everything ok? ❞

@emily-lotus liked for a starter from Zack.

#muse: zack fair #emilylotus

[knightfeared]

*SHORT & SWEET STARTER CALL. 📨 ➤   @myristicisms  [ ; ] if you're up for some FairHart, I can try to sucker Zack out ✨

𝐔𝐏 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 — 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌. He didn't normally mind, but sometimes it'd frustrate him that he couldn't seem to ignore his internal clock. Too many years set in such a strict routine — nothing'd ever gotten in the way of it before. The gentle rise & fall of the blankets at his side lure his attention over, the steady hold of his eyes following the other man's every breath for a few more lake-calm moments.

But . . . he supposes waking up so early wasn't all bad. It has some perks, like being able to soak in the domesticity of the moment, the comfort of another's presence warming the bed in a way he decidedly didn't mind. Though he has a feeling it's not gonna last for all that long with how the other was. Surprisingly attentive, bordering on jumpy at times, Zack had some downsides of his own like being a light sleeper from what Squall'd seen. A possible side effect of all that mako he had, or a side effect of what he'd been through — to some degree, the Turk could relate.

Finding the clock he kept at his bedside, he finds the numbers with ease, huffing, but figuring it was a reasonable enough time to wake up — best case scenario, he'd somehow manage to be lulled back to sleep with little issue. Worst case? He'd just wake the other up to suffer with him. His lips quirk, an amused twitch inspired with fondness as he slowly moves in close. The bed gives a low warning groan at the shifting of weight, dipping where his elbow & knees press in, before he slips with ease under an arm, tucking himself comfortably into the others side with a featherlight huff.

It's comfortable.

Not something he does often, but finds himself warming up to quiet moments of stolen affection before he breaks away like a ghost without a voice — he likes that he never has to ask. Only sometimes, but for tiny touches or simple kindness, Zack's heart was so large, pouring a seemingly endless amount of readily given affection, little by little Squall was learning to accept it. He reaches up, bare hand hovering just over the SOLDIER's face a moment before the tip of his pointer finger follows the curve of his nose. Soft as a moth's wing, there's a hint of a smile that creases along his lips, tugging their ends to the sky as he laughs at the sound it garners.

He repeats the tickling gesture again, waiting to see if the other would wake.

#╰┈➤ ┊❛ ANSWERED IC. ❜┊ #╰┈➤ ┊❛ INTERACTIONS. ❜┊ #MYRISTICISMS. / ZACK FAIR. #MUSE: [ SQUALL LEONHART. ] #❝ When the words weigh heavy on the heart. Lost & led only by the stars. ❞ . [ MYRISTICISMS ] #alwaysssss

[prismaticpichu]

I wonder this a ton because there’s no room for anything important up in here *taps head*

Is Sephiroth actually a General??? I know SOLDIER’s a military organization and all that good stuff, but does being First Class automatically make you one? Or is Sephiroth in a league of his own?? Or do ranks even exist beyond the classes??? I’ve never done any sort of canonical archeological dig xD

Eiiiither way, Seph’s the cream of the crop and a pseudo-general at the very least!! I just think it’s adorable how this is seemingly an accepted part of the fandom (with Zack being lieutenant in my la la land)!!

(ps I can NOT spell lieutenant without autocorrect OML that took like 12 red lines)

#sephiroth #random observations #musings #ffvii #losing my sanity #one day at a time #zack fair

[iniziare]

I need to note that I am a normal human being who absolutely did not squeal (semi-loudly) when @sicsemper gave me a Zack Fair(weather) reply.

#[ out of character. ] whatever. i don't really care. i'm just gonna sit this one out. #sicsemper #[ i hate you and your stupid muses and your stupid writing and your stupid stupid blog. ] #[ /crosses arms. ] #[ /mumbles something about loving cloud strife and zack fair and ffvii to the moon and beyond and back again. ] #[ /turns on savage garden while walking through the ashes of my heart. ]

[zaxxusu]

Mun’s note: Just another song from Zack Fair’s JP voice actor that I feel fits him much--and he wrote all of the lyrics. From album “Bright /  ぶらいと” (released on November 24, 2021)

ENGLISH TRANSLATION:

A soundless moonlit night, the clear air The world only I know at 4 a.m. I want to convey that scene with my words I wish I could deliver them, but I'm afraid

CHORUS I: Solitude makes me stronger That's why I'm starting to let go more and more I can hear the voices of my loved ones like they're waiting for me I close my eyes

I'm okay with it, I'm doing something about it I can still hear the right answers today. “Why do you keep doing it? Is it for someone else?” I'm looking for a meaning to move forward

CHORUS II: Unspeakable HOPE still keeps me alive I'm standing up for tomorrow I'll keep on going for what I believe in I’ll have faith of what only I can do

DREAMS are always suffering And I'm going through But the FUTURE, the story beckons.

Shall we begin?

CHORUS III: Let's go beyond the DREAMS Connecting the words that flow out Soar, soar, soar Stories that are born in front of you Don't ask questions, let them echo, now Don't be afraid

Let's go on, higher and higher Let's go, let's go, let's bridge it Come on, let's go to the end of the line Come on, let's go beyond the DREAMS

#suzumura kenichi #KENICHI SUZUMURA #zack fair #鈴村健一 #music #musings #//man just listening to this got me teary eyes

[chiwit-a]

some miscellaneous zack fair headcanons :

— Zack, when he formerly had a stable living situation, worked out in the SOLDIER fitness center four times a week and provided help to his fellow SOLDIER; sort of like a personal trainer and hype man deal.

— He had a small cactus plant in his room that he got from Aerith, just as a little reminder of her. He nearly killed the poor thing from overwatering but over time, he learned how to properly care for it which is questionably something he regrets because it ended up looking really ugly.

— he didn’t turn on the AC or heater of his living quarters.

— in the conversation of coffee or tea, he likes coffee because of how sweet he can make it. He has a sweet tooth, and his coffee mixtures will be 10% coffee, and 90% sugar and cream. Unfortunately, caffeine makes him freak out due to the whole heart rate thing, but he hasn’t figured that out and thinks it helps him.

— Hero of stray puppies and kitties! Regularly took care of the strays in Sector 8.

#muse: zack fair * headcanon

[sakurarisen]

Sunflower, zinnia

Botanical Headcanons!

sunflower :   what brings your muse the most joy in life ? 

Her family,the beach, and seeing people happy and thriving. Sera is always at peace, content, and happy with her family - It’s with them she feels most at ease, and most relaxed. They know how to ease her anxieties and fears, to call them out and counter them and lay her mind at ease... They are warmth and peace. They’re comfort and rest, and to see them happy makes her happy, because it means she’s doing something right, and they enjoy having her around - And they’re leading their best lives.

It’s the same with seeing others happy - The world can be a cruel place, and to see others smiling, truly, fully, brightly smiling? It puts her soul at ease and a smile on her lips, as well. They deserve it (As does she, she’s learning, but she still will put others above herself), and knowing they’re finding happiness brings it to her, too, just as much as seeing kids, families, anyone really making the best of bad situations and never losing their smile - something that brings her hope, as well.

The beach is another one that puts her soul at ease and almost seems to transform her, taking the stresses, strains, and heartaches of life away with the tides. It’s cleansing and peaceful and Sera highly appreciates the sea and its beauty, and is able to spend hours there, just sitting on the sand, watching the tide and the waves, listening to the shoreline and the birds, the sunlight and water on her skin... Letting her sit there for a day can and will utterly transform her, just like letting her sit under the stars and allowing her to babble about the different legends and myths she’s heard in her travels will.

Prior to finding her family, it was others and the beach, same as above, but also geodes, sparkling, beautiful gifts she found once in a blue moon and were the only thing she allowed herself to collect not vital to her survival, as well as the stars.

zinnia :   how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ?   has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?

Gonna put this one under a readmore for length, TW for mentions of: Death and abuse/child abuse

Sera’s definitely no stranger to loss. Growing up, she was sheltered by the middle kids of the family, Ami and Takeru - With their parents refusing to be parents, they took to trying to raise Sera in their stead to the point she considers her sister and brother to be far better parental figures than their mother and father ever were. Even under the abuse they faced, they never showed her anything but kindness, protection, and a smile, and on their death beds, expressed concern more for her than themselves. Losing them absolutely shattered Sera, who was only 9 when it happened, and resulted in her withdrawing and trying to rebel. What happened to Ami and Takeru sparked a desire in her to survive, and that’s been a trend that’s continued throughout her life.

Sera wants to honor her lost siblings’ lives in any way she can, and whether or not she’s realized it, they and that desire have been a major factor in her dream. Their kindness is something she’s adopted and there’s situations where she can be much like Ami, trying to diffuse and shield through that kindness, and channels both of her siblings in trying to internalize things while showing a smile to the world. They’re also the reason she sees a lot of things through a childish ‘fairy tale lens’ and has learned to use the stories as a means of understanding situations when nothing else works to help make sense of it - Ami would read her fairy tales and used the book to help try to teach her how to read until she and Takeru fell ill, and they’ve always stuck with her as much as their smiles have.

It’s similar to ‘losing’ @honorisen‘s Zack during the Nibelheim incident; though she knows he’s not gone due to the bond they share, it’s crushing to see the announcement of him being KIA. While she knows he isn’t gone, she has no proof and saying as much sounds ridiculous, and its difficult to not let the pain and heartache of ‘but what if he really is’ break through and settle in. Once more, without realizing it, he’s shaped how she follows her dream and her dream in general; she’s quicker to step n and help people. More impulsive, and by far more blunt in how she does it, though that she’s able to catch herself on and softens within a few months of it beginning (especially on realizing she’s pregnant with Shayan, something else that doesn’t help an unstable mental state). She takes on his name and tries to honor him by continuing his dream and life, and later, teaching their son all about him.  Like with Ami and Takeru, his lessons stick with her... But it takes a long time before she’s able to function again.

The difference is that later - losing Zack and the fact it comes with a mention of @warofthebeasts‘ Sephiroth also being supposedly KIA, furthering the pain and heartache with losing a friend who had been a welcome and wonderful companion on top of her fiance - is crushing enough to drive her to nearly lose herself. Though Sera, as an adult/older teen, is able to shape her dream and around honoring them and showing the world who they were as well and how amazing they were, losing her found family is crushing enough to nearly end her, and it’s only Shayan that keeps her going. Without hm, she may have fallen apart into nothingness - A thought she occasionally has that terrifies her.

Add in she’s lost everyone she knows in Midgar when she has to run and knows she can’t come back, with Shinra on her tail, and platefall a few years later destroying Sector 7...

In OG, ultimately Sera never stops. She wants answers. She wants to know how to stop Shinra, and she takes her nights after Shayan’s in bed searching - For Zack, for answers, for a means to stop Shinra... She needs to know and nothing comes of it, resulting in her death in Edge during Deepgrounds’ raid several years later.

In Remake, Sera may have developed issues with paranoia on regaining Zack, but if you look close, you can see where the losses she’s experienced - still including Zack - have shaped her and her dream, and where new lines are made. She’s learned, the hard way, the world is cruel and some people don’t and will never care... But it’s only made her want to see it change for the next generation all the more.

And by Shiva, she will do it.

#Questioning A Flower [Asks] #Annjiru #Colors Of Sakura [Headcanons] #TW: Trauma #TW: Abuse #TW: Death mention #If I missed a TW tag and anyone needs it let me know! More than happy to add that in for you! #Thank you so much for this- <3 #Sera having issues with paranoia is an HC I need to write up at some point - All thank yous to Kasa for helping me see oh snap #That's actually a thing Sera struggles with and I can't believe I didn't make the connection #Especially with also having Cissnei for a muse who also struggles with paranoia? #It took Zack pointing it out in a thread and talking it over with Kasa and another friend of ours to really pick up on it #But yeah - If you look closely you'll see where the losses Sera's experienced have shaped her dream and how she moves forward through life? #Even taking in Yuga is partly because of that? She can't just leave him alone but her heart also goes out to this boy #who's now homeless and lost everything much like she did #And it's not fair - For him or anyone else #Lowkey she tries to help them live on through her and that's a common theme with Sera #Carrying their dreams alongside her own and trying to keep their memory alive in any way she can #While honoring #and passing down their memory as well #Sera's been through a LOT and it shapes her so much and I love that? #But I will note she can't lose her found family - It'll destroy her #Which is where that paranoia comes in #Part of why she has to deal with that borderline hatred of fighting and learn to do so better - For them #And I love my girl so much TWT #In this essay I will- #I can seriously talk like this for hours-

[myristicisms]

@strifesoldier | Cloud Strife sent;;

' You and me. Your body near mine, close. I'm not right when you're not with me. I get the shakes ' oop zack made him codependent...

Vulnerability, no matter how small or largely given, was always a difficult thing to express; Years of forcing himself into the mold of what Zack thought was the ideal hero only further forcing him to push the overwhelming desire to rely upon someone else to the back of his mind. Being relied upon was the closest he'd ever come to sharing a vulnerable moment with anyone and it was something he cherished far more than even his own life. That much so had never been in the question though, only further proven with each moment where he took a beating to protect those he cared for most, often coming as victorious in each battle he'd carelessly chosen for himself.

Perhaps it was the hubris of a man who has lost damn near everything already or maybe it was just the delusion of someone who had grown lonely over the years, someone who felt as though nobody bothered to know who he was outside of his uniform and rank; At least not until after he'd managed to establish a connection with another person for the first time since... ( Nevermind. ) Zack has come to rely upon being needed, feeling helpful and he's long since found that purpose at the side of his blonde companion. While he'd known that Cloud was capable of taking care of himself well enough, he also couldn't scratch the desperate itch to feel helpful, to do more than just stand beside the other man silently like some brooding shadow.

Though that's what he's become, hasn't he? Bitter and violent should he feel it necessary to be so, a trained killer unafraid of ripping and rending through flesh that managed to be snagged within the maws of an enraged beast, many saw the once proud warrior as nothing more than a monster as of late; A creature that thrived on combat and the destruction of the very people that made him into who he was today, but not Cloud, never Cloud apparently. Lips curl into a gentle grin at the idea, he was helpful to someone at the very least, even if he'd grown all too protective throughout their time beside one another and perhaps he cared far more than the average friend should have, but then again; Average friends don't go through the same horrors as the duo had to endure together. That's how Zack justified it, anyways.

A rabid guard dog trapped in an endless loop of biting despite never wanting to bring harm to those unfortunate to cross into Zack's poor graces, a feature of which was far easier done than said given how low his tolerance for anyone daring to cause problems for either Cloud or himself truly had become. That dependency, as it seems to be, is reciprocated. Though that hardly came as much of a surprise, being without the blonde felt off, something so viscerally incorrect that his very being often trembled with wrath when the two were separated for too long and the verbal confirmation he wasn't the only one to experience that... ( Validating, freeing even. )

“ And here I was, stewing about whether I'm being overbearing towards you. ” He huffs out, amusement glimmering within mako stained eyes; An odd calmness kept Zack completely and uncharacteristically still. At times such as this, he'd often be pacing or doing squats, clears his mind and allows the former SOLDIER to focus on his surroundings but instead he simply sat, jaw twitching while his tongue feels at the sharp canines meant for rending through his foes and that familiar emptiness he'd been so prone to slowly seeps in. “ I'm always here though, always nearby until you tell me to go away and mean it, I promise. ”

#muse;; zack fair #strifesoldier | cloud strife #verse;; tufts of phoenix down #• answered ic! #interaction continued? #zack is also in his codependent arc i understand #also so sorry if it's all over the place #he had a lot to say i guess??

[tenebriism]

Don't think Zack is going to miss out on boop day! Time to give Iggy's but a nice boopin'.

What does that even MEAN? To boop his butt!? Zack!? Answers, please!? Do not just leave him here flustered and confused!

#thenexus #[ ZACK??? ZACHARY FAIR!!! GET BACK HERE. ] #muse ;; IGNIS ( ANSWERED ASK )

[chiwitss]

a2, zack tags.

#muse : a2 * ic / interactions #muse : a2 * gallery #muse : a2 * portrayal #muse : a2 * answered #muse : a2 * dash game #muse : zack fair * ic / interactions #muse : zack fair * gallery #muse : zack fair * portrayal #muse : zack fair * answered #muse : zack fair * dash game

[gaiachose]

❝ You've been chosen and it's your lucky day! I'm gonna be your hero and heroes help people. Anything you need help with today? ❞

@yukikorogashi liked for one puppy.

#yukikorogashi #muse: zack fair

[knightfeared]

*Send " Who am I to you? " to hear my muse describe their relationship with your muse/how they perceive them as a person. 📨 ➤   @myristicisms  [ ; ] “ Who am I to you? ” ;;FairHart!!

𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐌 . . . 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. Zack Fair himself was a lot of things, could be described in a multitude of varying ways, all seemingly glowing in endless positivity. At least to others . . . Initially, Squall could only see the bad, he actively looked for his flaws, studied & focused on them from afar, trying to find fault in this seemingly revered, perfect figure others idolized for doing nothing more than his job. He had issues with it, but he can’t exactly explain why that is, even now. Squall isn’t sure just what it was that lured him in, what hooked & held his attention so closely, but he knows it matters little now.

No matter what he tries to reason it as, it'd happened, it'd grown, each interaction spurring them forth bit by bit like a slow dance that gained in confidence & familiarity as the days passed. He once was looked at as an annoyance, just a job. It's only a little jarring to look at him now, peer right into northern light eyes & feel nothing but a comfortably simmering affection, flaring from time to time in unabashed fondness when he'd do even the smallest thing. Something distinctly protective sparks to life over the other man, some kind of long thought dead urge to shelter or guard — to keep him safe. Just a job no longer — it's highly unprofessional, but he made sure to keep things in check enough so they didn't interfere. It didn't stop the fact that Zack had burrowed his way right into his life & by now, Squall didn't know if he'd ever want him to leave. If he could picture a life without his presence in it.

& so he doesn't. He doesn't think of it, a stubborn refusal born from defiance like a fools withering hope he can change whatever ill-fate lie ahead.

Brought back to the present at a curious shift, a lean in closer ; bodies curled against one another like twining smoke or sprawling vines, a morbid thought crosses his mind how it's almost just as doomed to fade & pass like said smoke. Borrowed time, limited in knowing it will eventually come to an end as all things in his life had a tendency to do. Squall’s made peace with it by now, or rather . . . That’s what he tells himself, an internal mantra repeated like a daily prayer these days, like a soothing balm splayed over an infected wound with the intent to heal, only, it doesn’t feel like it’s truly helping all that much.

Like it or not, something feels wrong. Off. Like an approaching storm thundering in the distance, brewing away with the threat of lightning striking out.

He lifts a hand, allowing the moment to linger rather then try to chase it off or turn away, facing it head on through connecting gazes, he reaches in to dig his hands into the cracked cavern of his chest where he pulls, pulls & pulls until his ribs break & splinter, until it parts, gapes open wide like a yawning maw for Fair to see. Inside lie his heart, there for the other to take in his hand if he wanted. Vulnerability. It stings like a knife. Like the shot of a bullet into too soft flesh. Weak. But he's willing to bare it for the other to see since in his eyes, he's more then earned that right.

Squall Leonhart is rarely a man to allow his weakness to be so openly seen. But he's entranced still by people like Zack, by him himself in how he dons that viewed weakness like battle armour, wields it with the same sharpness of a piercing blade to use as a strength. To him, it's not a weakness. As the gun-blader moves a bare hand over to the other's face, he carefully traces the curve of his cheek, almost memorizing in a lazy slowness each small detail, each tiny mole that dots his skin like a distant star or smattered constellations. Squall's eyes follow each softened curve, every sudden sharp edge, taking in all that Zack Fair was with a soft quirk of his lips.

Swallowing thickly, though there's a blockage that threatens to choke him off — he pushes past it with a quiet voice, thumb's side dragging along the underside of Zack's eye as the rest of his fingers move to carefully cradle the man's face in his heated palm.

❝ You make me feel weak. Vulnerable. ❞ Not the smoothest start, his darkened brows pinching together as his ghost of a smile dips, breaking stare with twin pools of gleaming teal to instead study a point along the other's collar bone. Wetting at his lips, he continues, slow, almost a whisper. ❝ Soft. You bring out all these things in me, make me want to do things I was content not to before. You've changed me in ways I don't know how to explain, don't think I could. & I don't know how to handle that realization. You make me soft. & . . . I don't think I mind. ❞

Not if it was with him. Even now, being able to be close is like a dream, one he fully expects to end. Nothing good lasted in this world. He knew that first hand. But maybe, even if it's selfish, even if it'll hurt like the tearing of his heart from his chest, even if he knows he'll likely struggle once the incoming pain passes with the inevitable loss that will follow. Zack is worth it. He is worth that possible pain.

Squall keeps the rest of his thoughts bottled, stored away in a more secure, safe part of his mind like something precious. Bringing his gaze back up again, leaning forward, he rests his head under the curve of Fair's jaw, not unlike a cat bathing in the sun, listening to the steady pulse beating it's melodic tune beneath his ear as he holds the other close.

#Oops I made it sad and a bit angsty but it’s chalk full of feels hhhh #╰┈➤ ┊❛ ANSWERED IC. ❜┊ #╰┈➤ ┊❛ INTERACTIONS. ❜┊ #MYRISTICISMS. / ZACK FAIR. #MUSE: [ SQUALL LEONHART. ] #❝ When the words weigh heavy on the heart. Lost & led only by the stars. ❞ . [ MYRISTICISMS ] #Let the silence ease the wildness. Your embrace clears the storm in my head. [ ; ] SQUALL / ZACK ➤〔 MYRISTICISMS 〕