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Koneko
An independant Pre-crisis Sephiroth roleplaying blog. Recently returned from hiatus and moved to a different account. xherex Previously at xherex. Always open to trying something new, even if it means shoving some headcanons into a box.
Mun 18+.
Multiship.
Sometimes NSFW.
Accepting M!As,
Accepting New Rps.
Open to AUs, crossovers, OCs, and interacting with ‘twins’
Headcanon: x Rules: x Primary and AU Profiles: x
Koneko
An independant Pre-crisis Sephiroth roleplaying blog. Recently returned from hiatus and moved to a different account. xherex Previously at xherex. Always open to trying something new, even if it means shoving some headcanons into a box.
Mun 18+.
Multiship.
Sometimes NSFW.
Accepting M!As,
Accepting New Rps.
Open to AUs, crossovers, OCs, and interacting with ‘twins’
Headcanon: x Rules: x Primary and AU Profiles: x
OFFICIALLY MOVED!!!
[I have finally moved Sephiroth to his own separate account. His url is still Generalofsoldier, so you don’t have to change tags - if you want to keep following me please go switch to following that account if you haven’t already.]
OFFICIALLY MOVED!!!
[I have finally moved Sephiroth to his own separate account. His url is still Generalofsoldier, so you don’t have to change tags - if you want to keep following me please go switch to following that account if you haven’t already.]
OFFICIALLY MOVED!!!
[I have finally moved Sephiroth to his own separate account. His url is still Generalofsoldier, so you don’t have to change tags - if you want to keep following me please go switch to following that account if you haven’t already.]
OFFICIALLY MOVED!!!
[I have finally moved Sephiroth to his own separate account. His url is still Generalofsoldier, so you don’t have to change tags - if you want to keep following me please go switch to following that account if you haven’t already.]
Left for Dead (M!A)
The house was quiet, with just both of them there, so Aris could hear some noise coming from his mother’s bedroom. He didn’t do anything about it, just listened for a while… until he heard what seemed to be the bathroom door being opened and then closed. Frowning, he turned off the stove he had just lit and went to check what was going on.
He didn’t even need to try to open the door to see that it was locked, but that wasn’t really a problem. He’d lived in this house enough to learn how to open simple locks like these… he even had tool for that, in a small table right next to the bathroom door. He was just hoping he wouldn’t need to do that. Maybe Sephiroth just needed to take care of his needs…
The sound of the bathtub tap being opened told him otherwise.
“Um… Sephiroth?.. Sir?.. Not to invade in your privacy, but… Are you gonna be alright in there?.. I know I mentioned a bath, but you don’t need to… rush like that, you know?.. You’re… not in the best condition. Also I don’t think there are any towels there… I took them upstairs to my bathroom, since I don’t normally use this one… If you give me a few minutes, I’ll get you some towels and some clean clothes..?“
The moment Sephiroth heard him outside the door he stiffened up completely, heartrate skyrocketing as he crouched beside the tub. He wanted to come into the room - ! Even though the words were meant to be helpful they just triggered a rising panic. He was going to come in when he was vulnerable, the flashes of memory had him curling on the ground, hands holding his head.
Metal cutting into his wrists and ankles, having to earn even small portions of tainted food or water... pain followed by pain followed by pain...
Wine and Cookies
“Heh… I might’ve heard quotes from this movie… without knowing they’re from this movie.“ The redhead shifted a little, making it look like he was just getting more comfortable, but in reality he just inched himself towards Sephiroth, wanting to be close to him.
Sephiroth didn’t notice, head tilting slightly as he watched the opening scenes. Fists with your toes? What the hell… though maybe he should get a bear like that for the twins… two maybe so they didn’t fight
Aris was getting pretty caught up in the movie as well, until he realized his mug was empty. That didn’t feel right, so he turned to Sephiroth and nudged him slightly. “Imma go refill my mug… you want some more wine?“
He nodded, glancing away from the screen as yet another ‘terrorist’ died and handing him his own mug. It really wasn’t a bad movie.... some of the gore was a little off, but it was fiction and expected.
That Smirk
Something had certainly frustrated Aris today it seemed… or he’d just missed him after that long mission. Or both. But he’d let him have his fun unless he stepped over an unspoken line - it wasn’t often anyone felt confident enough to top him. Reaching up, he ran gloved fingers up into red hair, pulling lightly in slight retaliation.
A strangled moan escaped Aris’s lips when he felt his hair being pulled, shaking his resolve for a split moment. He loved that feeling; deep inside he wanted Sephiroth to get rough with him… yet he refused to give in. He was definitely not going to bottom forever. He bit at the man’s Adam’s apple, pulling his hair even more. His hand squeezed the silveret’s ass a couple more times and moved to his front, fiddling with the buckles of his coat. That stupid thing needed to come off soon… along with the rest of Sephiroth’s clothes.
His eyes dilated, surprised at getting a moan from such a light action.Sephiroth idly reached into a pocket as the redhead worked on his coat. Pulling out a small tube of lube he’d learned a long while ago to always carry. You never really knew when you needed it...
Chococuffs
He was bemused to hear familiar footsteps in the hallway just as he swiped his keycard to enter his apartment. “You’re early.”
That smile again… He hated and loved it so much; it felt like Sephiroth was always making fun of him, never taking him seriously… but it suited him so well that Aris could probably stare at it forever. “I’m not early. You’re late.“
“Lies, I’m arriving precisely when I intended to,” the smile grew, realizing he was actually paraphrasing a certain quote.
Wyrmling
He stilled, watching him closely as he moved away, gnawing on the piece in his claws. Slowly working his way through the rest of the bowl now that he was assured it was his.
Indeed the bowl was the younger’s as the elder silver dragon was content with his little snack he just had, and proceeded to get up once more, stretching his wings out behind him as he sighed out happily in content. Frost emerged from his mouth and floated in the air before settling or floating off to a new location.
As soon as the bowl was empty, the small wyrmling peered around, spotting a clear section of ledge and managing to hop up to it. Curling up on it to rest while his body processed the bulk of food he'd consumed.
Curious as a Cat (14-year-old Sephiroth)
Sephiroth frowned at the question, thinking about it before rattling of the specs of the heavy blade he’d trained with before he got his Jian. It was heavy by general standards… but he knew it wasn’t the heaviest weapon out there. But at least it was a balanced weapon unlike the standard issue.
The silver blade looked unimpressed even if he was an aparation at the time being, doubting despite the youngster being able to carry him regularly from the beach to the house he stayed at, he doubt he would be able to carry him on the battlefield. Sitting back as the spirit turned and looked out at the ocean, he then grumbled a bit. “How long was I in there for? And why was I there for so long to get rust on my blade?”
"My brother said you were lost by a collector, the ship that was transporting you went down... I don't remember how long ago that was, but the crate was rotting." He looked back down at the physical form of the blade. "Does it hurt you, being in this state? I didn't know any weapons were sentient..."
M!A: Sex Pollen (Awkward-aris)
“R…right…“ The redhead got up shakily, raising his eyes to look into Sephiroth’s, once again noting how strangely alien they looked… yet at the same time he found them cute. Like a cat…
He winced slightly, feeling something warm run down his leg - he didn’t need to guess what it was. Yes, a shower was a necessity… Still, he was somewhat glad the silvered cared enough to actually remind him of that. It made him feel less used… even though he was quite okay with that.
He pulled him towards the shower he'd been using before hearing the redhead outside. His own shower supplies still there. "Can you manage on your own, or...?" He wasn't sure he could keep his current control if the redhead needed help cleaning up.
Left for Dead (M!A)
“Yeah, got that…“ The redhead glanced at the paper and gave Sephiroth a short nod before getting up once again, allowing a little bit more speed this time as well. “Gimme a few minutes, I’ll warm it up for you. In the meantime, you can write if you need anything else in advance… maybe I should find you some more comfortable clothes… I think you need a bath, too… If you can manage on your own?.. Just write something so I’d know, k?“ With that, he left the room and went to the kitchen to get the soup for his guest.
He managed to hide the panic the words caused until the redhead had left the room, curling in on himself and shaking. He didn't seem to mean it the way they had... but it still triggered memories. His captors had gotten sick of his smell from time to time... and 'cleanup' wasn't at all enjoyable.
He didn't want to be exposed to Aris, didn't want to be vulnerable or touched by him...Slowly he managed to get to his feet and leaned against the wall, moving towards the door. Relieved when the first door he tried turned out to be a bathroom with a tub. Managing to lock the door he moved over to the tub and tested the taps.
[[ The crossover no one knew they wanted you’re all welcome ]]
the line to gamestop when FFVII remake comes out
[Chaotic Morning]
[I have a Bichon Frise, a raggedy looking white puffball of a creature with dark halos surrounding eyes that are almost white with cataracts. He's 14 years old, almost 15. Today he decided that NO I wasn't allowed to get some more sleep before I had to leave for my camping trip. I got up at 9:30 to help bring groceries in after only having gone to sleep 5-6 hours before. My dad who'd been kind enough to get some things for my trip left while I put away the groceries. I put some food out for our two dogs once I was done and headed upstairs to try to get a few hours more sleep before I'd have to get ready to leave.]
[Half hour later I registered that only one dog had come upstairs after eating. I went downstairs, and on finding the screen door unlatched scoured the house without finding any sign of my dog. So I grabbed the leash and headed outside. A worker across the street hadn't seen him having been under the hood of a truck - but a couple and their kid had seen him up the street and I immediately headed that way.]
[Not only had he gotten loose, he'd crossed a four-lane street, tried to go up the offramp onto the highway, got spooked by the traffic, went under the overpass and up the onramp - only for a contruction worker to thankfully herd him back down as I panicked. Little furball didn't recognize me when he came back down the ramp and got onto the bridge crossing the river, across another 4 lanes of traffic. People getting out of their cars (a few truckers too) to try to help and make sure no one ran him over. On the other side of the bridge, a woman got out of her car and I don't know what it was about her but he just instantly sat down in front of her. Which let the non-asthmatic people helping me get the leash over to him and clip him so I could bring him home.]
[Little bastard didn't so much as nip at them despite his usual personality being so tired and relieved on finally being caught and smelling familiar scents. Apparently the reason he went outside... was he was trying to follow my dad to work. He's still panting at my feet fifteen minutes after getting home.]
