Queen of the Nibelheim Incident

Hi! I'm Holly! Welcome to my blog for storing fanfictions! I try to reply to comments with my main blog (@holly-sephiroth). My Master list is pinned!

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Master List

*Link to AO3 - Please use the ao3 link if tumblr links are not working. Especially on Mobile.

Stories:

Ink Clouds - 25+1/25 Chapters

Tainted Child - 13/13 Chapters

Damaged Doll - 16/? Chapters

An Astral Myth - 7/? Chapters

Angelic Aid - 7/? Chapters

Inked SOLDIERs - Ch 1, Ch 2 (Abandoned)

Three... Guards? - 19/? Chapters

Ink Stained Cloud - 4/? Chapters (An Ink Clouds Remaster)

An Instinct to Protect - 3+1 Chapters

Silver Turncoat - 7/? Chapters

Fallen Silver - 5/5 Chapters

Seraphic and Sinister - 25/? Chapters

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One Shots:

One Winged Feathers are EVERYWHERE - Part 1, Part 2

Another Part to Hurt, Another Special Trait

Until It's Useful..., Until I'm Ready...

One White Wing

The Song of Despair

A Divine Plan - Part 1, Part 2

The Perfect Voice

Like Words on a Page

Another Thing to Hide

Zero Lives Remaining

What Makes A Mother?

Since the Beginning - Part 1, Part 2, Transition (Part 1.5)

Just Once

The Last Straw

Listen to the Cries of the Planet

Perfect Timing

Sprouting

When the Planets Align

The Remnant Remains - Part 1, Part 2

An Unknown Reunion

Suffering Seraphim

A Duty to Perform

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Songs on soundcloud

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Look at my #requests tag for information about them! (Rules, type, type of work you want in return, etc).

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@exhausted-pigeon

It starts out terrifying

Genesis' injury wasn't healing, but the updates from Angeal were terrifying

"His body is changing"

"It looks like scales"

"Something's wrong with his legs"

He needed help.

Hollander couldn't solve it.

R&D Began building massive tanks when Genesis disappeared.

Then it happened to Angeal. Sudden, unexpected, unprepared as he fell to the ground on the Sector 5 plate.

A tail. On a human?

They couldn't be human.

With unpredictable transformations, Genesis couldn't build any armies.

Genesis and Angeal were forced into the Ocean, the last bit of freedom they could get.

No gils, however. A cruel joke.

Sephiroth welcomed the first appearance of silver scales.

At least this meant he and his friends were the same.

But when he jumped from the Junon canon to what he hoped would be freedom, he choked.

He writhed.

He hit the water with a loud clap.

His ribs burned.

His lungs twisted.

When the pain subsided, he could breathe.

He could breathe under water with newly formed gills.

Tears couldn't form under the water, but he could feel it regardless

Then he heard Her.

His friends didn't matter.

She felt like home. Like safety. Like truth.

He followed the voice to the massive being, tentacles spreading as far as the mountains.

She was beautiful and horrifying.

She was perfect.

She was more important than anything with the simple endowed truth of Mother.

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Cloud Strife has dressed himself successfully ONCE. Everything else proves he has no sense of fasion.

The One Time:

Every Other Time:

You'll notice I didn't include Cloud's "default outfit". His default outfit is a UNIFORM.

THIS MAN CANNOT DRESS HIMSELF (affectionately)

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I know it's supposed to be a feather but every time I see this piece of Sephiroth merch, I think the dangling piece on the left is corn on the cob

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I have trouble telling Tyler's Sephiroth voice apart from some of the other characters in the Remake Trilogy (+CCR) but I'm glad my "I have no idea whose voice that is" in the trailer is completely justified with the VA change lol

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I love the detail that the Jenova they fight in the Northern Crater before finding Sephiroth is HEADLESS.

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Sephiroth does not have the patience to name his contacts properly

They might as well be "Not Cloud 1" and "Not Cloud 2"

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"Guided by calamity, one man sought dominion over our planet through Reunion."

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Sephiroth really looks like he started a cult here

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HELP WHY DID THE REVELATION TRAILER START LIKE A PRO-SEPHIROTH PR CAMPAIGN I'M CRYING

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Three... Guards? Ch 19

Summary: Tifa finds Cloud at the train station in Sector Seven. It’s the first time she’s seen him in seven years. But he’s not alone. Three silver haired boys protected him. Three silver haired boys that triggered memories of her hometown. Of steel through her chest. Of SOLDIER First Class. Of Him.

Junon wasn't the same as Strife's world.

Please Enjoy!

Chapter 19: By a Butterfly's Wings in Junon

Not even the Buster Sword could cut the tension in the group as they traveled through the Mythril Mines, a simple intermediate requirement to reaching Junon. The massive Condor flew overhead, blocking the sun for a single moment as it soared through the sky. 

“We talk to the locals first. Then we decide who goes where: Northern Continent or Western continent,” Strife explained. 

“Why both?” Aerith asked with a tilt of her long swirled braid. 

“We have a few friends in the West. We just need to meet them first,” He answered simply. “We need to reach Gold Saucer, Cosmo Canyon, and Nibelheim.”

“Nibelhiem is gone,” Tifa muttered, the slightest tinge of hatred and memory. 

Aged blond hair shook slowly as he tried to hide the wound at the memory. “Shinra rebuilt it as a coverup.” 

“Then who could be there?”

Strife shrugged. “You won’t believe me if I told you. But he’s one of our best allies”

“If you already know them, shouldn’t you be the one to recruit them?” 

“I don’t think I recruited anyone.”

Genesis scoffed. “Certainly not with that attitude."

Their conversation was interrupted by a mindless groan coming from one of many men in tattered black cloaks. The exhausted man only mumbled with slow and staggering steps as he passed. 

“...and in the North?” Aerith spoke up hesitantly. 

The silver haired brothers turned away. The smallest gripped Cloud’s hand harder. 

“Sephiroth…” Yazoo mumbled before Strife could answer. Thankfully, the group did not hear the child. 

But Strife pursed his lips and paused. “...Jenova landed in the Northern Crater. Sephiroth learned what he was in Nibelheim. Both locations are important to him. He will return to one of them.” 

“He’s too strong for us, even as a complete group,” Cloud countered. 

Genesis scoffed. “Well, you might have trouble-”

“There’s too much at stake,” Strife explained. “We’ll struggle at first, but that won’t stop us by the time we reach our destinations. Especially with all the wild fiends.”

“How would we get north, big brother?” Loz asked, but the look he received in return made him look away. 

“I’m still figuring that out,” The wolf glanced at Genesis, “Hopefully there’s a method other than one person transportation.”

The man in red rolled his eyes. 

“Until then, the usual,” Barret interrupted, walking ahead of the blonds. “Check out the local chocobo ranch to see what’s goin’ on around here.”

Cloud rolled his eyes, unable to think of why talking to a farmer would help them get off the continent. Scanning the land, he noticed a clear ocean, only a single Shinra cargo ship between the shore and the horizon. 

Something wasn’t right. 

Cloud wasn’t sure if it was the result of the post Zormer conflict while he was blacked out, the passing presence of the black cloaks on land, or if something else caused the small chill down his spine. 

Something pressed against his leg before retracting. Cloud looked down and saw Kadaj with head hung low and an uneasy countenance. 

“Everything alright?”

The boy met his gaze, but the expression only evolved to concern. 

“Are you sure?”

Kadaj faintly shook his head, grabbing his own sleeve tightly. 

Cloud nodded before addressing the team, “Stay on guard. Something’s up.”

His future self was the first to answer. “Is it Sephiroth?”

“No, not him. It’s…” Cloud didn’t know. 

“...wrong,” Aerith finished for him, planet green eyes wide and worried. “Just wrong.” 

“Perhaps it’s the mako exhaust in the water,” Genesis offered. “The underwater reactor usually has leaks.”

Aerith shook her head, the slight breeze swaying her bangs as she looked back across the cliffs. 

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Cloud wasn’t sure he could call this Chocobo Ranch a ‘ranch’ with the rocky terrain and minimal vegetation. Clearly reused rollers once used by package transport littered the field on the old tracks. A few skinny chocobos picked at the vegetation while others slept in perfect circles by the roller activation levers. Stone retention walls lined the path between the few buildings. Despite the desolate atmosphere, they heard laughter from the stables. 

“Well, that makes finding the owner a lot easier!” Barret announced. 

Strife squinted, scanning the area. 

“Let’s not waste any time, then,” Tifa suggested. 

Cloud and by extension Kadaj were the first to open the door to the stables, the smell just as overwhelming as the ranch in the Grasslands. 

“Can we bathe Clara next?” Came the voice of a little girl. 

“Of course, Angela. She’s your favorite!” Followed the joyous sound of an older man. 

It felt too kind of a moment to interrupt with questions about Shinra and the obvious impacts to the land. 

“Hey!” Someone called from behind the group, suddenly a woman behind the sales stand. “Sorry for the wait. What brings y’all here today? Lookin’ for anything specific?”

“Hello, lovely lady,” Genesis immediately claimed the conversation. “We have no specific items in mind, but we are certainly looking for something.”

“Try me.” She taunted as she fixed her baseball cap. 

“My friends and I are new to the area. Just passing through. Are there any odd jobs you need done in the meantime?” 

“Well,” She rocked her head from side to side. “Depends on what y’all are willin’ to do.”

Barret interrupted, “We’re at least gonna need a few Chocobos. Five barely worked last time. I’m not tryin’ to knock anyone off this time, ya know?” 

She thought for a moment. “...We only have four available for rent right now. We’ll have to ask you to find our rebellious group and bring them back.”

A muttered groan came from Strife, followed by the question ‘why does this keep happening’.

“But even then…” She seemed regretful, counting seven adults, “there won’t be enough without Clara.”

“Is she not for rent?” Barret asked. 

The woman took an exhausted breath. “Normally, she would be…” she turned away, curled and protective. “Do y’all in the city have… ghosts…?”

The team glanced at each other. 

“Yeah, we have ghosts,” Aerith answered simply. “They haunt the old train graveyard.”

“Okay, but are they like, ‘normal’ ghosts…?” She gestured oddly. “Flowy write robes, closer to a sheet costume than a human?”

Aerith shrugged. “I think so. Right, Tifa?”

“Yeah. They were flowy.” 

The woman shook her head. “It’s different then. Damn it…” 

“What are you talking about?” Cloud chimed in. 

She only pointed to the barn. “If you can convince my father to rent you Clara, I’ll explain.” 

Strife muttered tiredly, “Why do people always want things…?”

“I’ll talk to him,” Barret stepped in. “One father to another.” 

The store owner didn’t say a word and simply closed up shop, returning to the small home. 

After sharing a few shrugs, Barret led the way to the barn, opening the door before announcing himself, “Now where might someone rent a chocobo around here?” 

The team heard an exchange of ‘hold on, sweetie,’ before an older bald man stood at the entrance to the last stall, clothing worn from years of hard work. “You came to the right place, but all rentals should be made with my daughter at the store.” 

“She sent us here,” Cloud explained. 

“We need seven. She said somethin’ about not having enough?”

The old man looked back at the stable before speaking to the group. “...Y’all can take six.”

A little voice came, high in pitch and terribly innocent. “Dad, it’s okay,”

His voice was kinder as he turned into the stable. “But she just got to see you again…” 

“But she loves to explore! She’ll be back and I’ll be here.”

There was a pause before the owner shouted, “You still have to find the others!” 

“Got any clue where they are?” Barret responded. 

“Out by the abandoned mine carts to the west. Reach Junon proper and you’ve gone too far.”

“We’ll get them once we clear up what’s going on here,” Strife interrupted. “We heard you might have a ‘ghost’ problem-”

“There’s no problem here,” came the instant, cold reply. 

Strife scanned ahead and walked forward. Someone on his team grabbed his arm. 

Aerith. Of course it was Aerith. “Maybe it’s best to leave this be?”

His hard scowl made her hesitate and surrender despite the pain it caused him.

“Take another step closer and y’all are gettin’ NONE of our birds!”

Barret stood in the way. “Strife, just stand down before you screw this up for all of us.”

Cloud’s voice broke through the air, “Something’s wrong.” The same phrase as before as the child at his side gripped him tightly. 

That simple sentence seemed more than enough permission for Strife to walk forward despite the group’s protest. 

The rancher rapidly looked around but clearly saw no escape. He held up his hands, and odd black bruises leaking puss revealed themselves on his wrists and forearms as the sleeve slid down. “Look buddy, it’s not what you think.” 

Strife drew his sword and the old man ran into the stable. The wolf’s hands were shaking when Barret and Genesis pulled him back. 

“Calm down, Strife!”

The blond man turned away from the rancher and out of their grips. The rage in his eyes made Cloud block the smallest remnant. Without breaking a step, he grabbed the remaining two remnants and dragged them out of the building. 

“What happened…?!”

“Big brother, wait!”

He ignored their pleas and the attacks on his back from the team. He pulled them into the empty hills of Junon. “Was this your plan?”

He felt the fire balls deflected by his blades as the kids looked for support at each other but found none. 

“Last warning!” Cloud demanded. “Let them go!”

Strife lifted them to their feet but did not release either child. “They look innocent. They’re not. They released geostigma.”

The tallest boy yelled in absolute confusion, “Mother’s invitation!?”

The middle boy shook his head in denial and shock. “That’s not possible…”

The smallest turned away. 

“Explain. Instead of hiding it from us. But if you lay another hand on them, we’re leaving this continent without you.”

Strife glared. “Geostigma is a disease that didn’t exist in my world-”

“Your Zormer didn’t catch up to the chocobos. Your world is different-”

“Not this different.”

“Bullshit.”

“Sephiroth didn’t have either the power or the motive to do this.” Strife stated seriously. “Geostigma is the disease that he made in order to weaken the Planet and humanity.”

“Maybe you brought it here!” Cloud countered. 

Strife winced but stood his ground. “I couldn’t spread it to Junon even if I did.”

Tifa placed a hand on Cloud’s shoulder, finally catching up. “Cloud, he’s you. You wouldn’t do this without a reason.”

Cloud glanced away from her large crimson eyes. 

Strife adjusted his grip and growled at the children. “What did you do?”

“Nothing! Honestly!”

Yazoo rapidly searched for an answer, a difference, some event that could trigger the invitation early. “...Mother…” 

Both Loz and Kadaj suddenly locked onto the middle brother. 

“Mother’s dead here… Gone… Could that cause something new…?”

Strife glanced at Aerith for confirmation, but he saw the look in her eyes. 

She remembered something, even if Strife wasn’t there to see it. Aerith saw Jenova’s black Lifestream flow from the charred body down to the vulnerable planet. 

Strife targeted Kadaj, but the youngest was protected by his past self.

Kadaj shook his head, further hiding behind the SOLDIER uniform. 

“You caused this.” 

Cloud drew the buster sword at Kadaj’s defense. “He’s not working with Sephiroth. It doesn’t matter who caused it. How do we fix it?”

Strife clenched his own sleeve, consciously covering his arm. “...I don’t know.”

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To be continued…

Three Guards Chapter List

Thanks for reading!

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Alright so I really wanted to do something for mermay (especially after playing Hades 2 for 2 months straight when it launched) bur for the life of me, I cannot come up with a scenario with mermaids/sirens. If you have any ideas, please send them! I would love to take a mermaid spin on FF7

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Sephiroth wondering why his bottom half is that of a cephalopod instead of a fish, until he finds out that his mother is a massive, eldritch squid

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Mers were supposed to be beautiful.

Humans told so many stories of enamoring mermaids and irresistable mermen. From love, to tragedy, to war. Some were kind and gentle. Others were lures who preyed upon humans. Yet every time, they were beautiful.

Sephiroth wasn't what they imagined.

His humanoid upper half fit the stereorype. His flowing hair reflecting the natural waves of the sea. His face and physique mirroring perfection of the human world. His mako blue eyes to pull people in with the grace of a butterfly or the cunning of a fox for the kill.

But stories spoke of cascading scales and transparent fins, not deadly tentacles with suction cups to capture prey in brutal hell.

No. Humans compared his tails to Krakens and monsters of mass destruction. He never knew why he was born different.

He spent most of his life alone. It felt empt, but it seemed better than his constant anxiety around other Mers. On particularly hard days, he would search for other Mers like him. Maybe he wasn't the only one built different. Maybe there was a pod just like him that he separated from as a child.

Then he met Angeal and Genesis. They hunted with him. They shared meals with him. They taught him siren songs in perfect harmony together. They taught him legends of the goddess and their own mythology for humanity.

They were his family, until the day near the mako reactor.

A botched hunt. An injury. An escape. Abandoned.

New growths on Genesis only made Sephiroth question every decision he ever chose.

Angeal and Genesis degraded soon after, peeling apart due to the growths and mako, leaving him lost and alone.

Sephiroth swam around the Lifestream rift alone. Humans told stories of a goddess within the planet. Would she be able to help them?

Swimming through mako stung, and mako weighed heavy in his lungs. But he kept searching until he found a massive deep purple tentacle.

Maybe the stories of the Kraken were real.

He followed the creature's limbs to a cave.

Home.

An instinct he never felt overwhelmed him as he stared at the massive mer. Her tentacles were thicker than cliffs and thinner than his own in the woven pattern of her body, cascading through the floor and slithering up the walls with the slightest gaps between. Her pale skin glowed in the light of luminous stone and the Lifestream.

A pale hand wrapped around his torso like a human doll as she pulled him in. He wrapped his own tentacles around her fingers in a desperate attempt to wrest himself from her grip.

But she didn't seem to mind as she scanned and investigated his every inch with mako blue eyes. Her silver hair flicked with every jerk of her head.

"My son."

Sephiroth's head spun. He never had a family. Their simularities be damned, her half human form and perfectly matched tentacles weren't proof-

She pulled him close, her gargantuan eye reflecting his much smaller form.

"Sephiroth."

The single song of his name wrung his thoughts to only the traits they shared and the happiness in his chest.

He was wrong.

She was the goddess.

She was everything he needed.

He would do anything under the resonance of her melody.

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not every mutual fits neatly into an archetypal medievalism but there are some mutuals that im like yeah addressing you as “my liege” would come strangely naturally

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what mutual is prev

my liege lord

my loyal knight

my wise wizard

my evil advisor

my brother in arms

my lady muse

my wild mermaid friend

my fellow alchemist

my dashing rapscallion

my monstrous foe

Voting ended onJun 6

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Alright so I really wanted to do something for mermay (especially after playing Hades 2 for 2 months straight when it launched) bur for the life of me, I cannot come up with a scenario with mermaids/sirens. If you have any ideas, please send them! I would love to take a mermaid spin on FF7

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To all those that responded: I am actively working on all of your asks. I had a busy weekend but will get these out for a late MerMay in June!

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So you guys think we're ever gonna get Sephiroth's outfit from the data mine leak of dissidia duellum when the game first launched?

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As an Advent Children fan who stopped playing Ever Crisis a while ago, I'm still salty Dirge of Cerberus has been the main event for the past 6 months.

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Alright so I really wanted to do something for mermay (especially after playing Hades 2 for 2 months straight when it launched) bur for the life of me, I cannot come up with a scenario with mermaids/sirens. If you have any ideas, please send them! I would love to take a mermaid spin on FF7