; ENDLESS CREATION.

𝕁𝕌𝕊𝕋 𝔸 𝕊ℙ𝔼ℂ𝕋ℝ𝔼 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋

[invitedeath]

SEPHIROTH                     compilation of final fantasy vii (including remake/rebirth)

once regarded as a great warrior and idealised as a perfect soldier, before things kind of went sideways and he lost his mind... he was hailed as a legendary hero, his skill and talent a widespread fact. but during a mission he discovered the truth of his origins as an experiment involved with the very organisation he had spent his life in service to. bummer.

god complex? you’ve seen nothing yet. his ego surpasses galaxies.

he's so good at giving cloud strife headaches <3

i'm a freak, i'm a weirdo kinda vibes

due to hypergiant new game+ i've stripped his powers back deliberately ( see my stats page ) and also zapped a few memories, notably all of the deep friendships he had previously, if you can call them that. message me for more info if we had interactions previously!

i have a few pages on my blog useful for plotting & things so i wont list that stuff here! my STATS PAGE has all of his rank up info, including links to images and drabbles etc. the PLOTTER PAGE has a bunch of stuff for writing starters/asking to plot!

[yinza]

@ffviihalloween - Day 3: Cosmic Horror / Sephiroth Week - Day 4

…Mother… …It's almost time. Soon… we will become one.

For as much as I used to obsess over this scene, I'm amazed it's taken me this long to draw it. Took some liberties with the mural placement because I really wanted Meteor right there.

[Image Description: Digital artwork of Sephiroth in the Temple of the Ancients mural room. He sits slumped with his back against the altar. His left arm rests atop his knee and he holds his sword loosely, the blade tilting downwards off-screen. His head is bowed, his eyes closed, and the lower half of his face hidden behind his arm. Behind him is the mural depicting Meteor's summoning, with its trajectory pointing directly towards his head. /end ID]

[invitedeath]

away for the weekend! will catch up on shenanigans on monday/tues <3

[rpclefairy]

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

“ am i not good enough? ”  

“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”  

“ why did you help me? ”  

“ who do you fight for? ”  

“ why do you hate me? ”  

“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”  

“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”  

“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”  

“ where do you think you’re going? ”  

“ how long have i been asleep? ”  

“ are you going to kill me? ”  

“ why can’t i come with you? ”  

“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”  

“ did you want to be alone? ”  

“ why should i trust you? ”  

“ wait. did you hear that? ”  

“ promise me? ”  

“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”  

“ do you remember anything at all? ”  

“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”  

“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”  

“ may i have this dance? ”  

“ can i ask… what happened? ”  

“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”  

“ do you ever hear yourself? ”  

“ would you run away with me? ”  

“ could you be happy here with me? ”  

“ you can’t or you won’t? ”  

“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”  

“ well, how do i look? ”  

“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”  

“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”  

“ what did they do to you? ”  

“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”  

“ where have you been? ”  

“ why are you looking at me like that? ”  

“ why did you come? ”  

“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”  

“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”  

“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”  

“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”

“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”  

“ can you forgive me? ”  

“ what if i never see you again? ”  

“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”  

“ how about a little midnight snack? ”  

“ are you… smelling me? ”  

“ how did you get this scar? ”  

“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”  

“ what did you want to tell me? ”  

[jeriafterdark]

Sephiroth from that new demo -sweats-

(twitter)

[invitedeath]

do you think sephiroth is the kind of person who gets cuteness aggression, its funny to think about. he seems like the type of person who'd rip your head off because he thinks ur cute ngl <3 cuts you in half because ur so damn cute ^_^

[invitedeath]

29 & 39!

MUNDAY ASKS (accepting on mondays!)

29. what are your honest thought about your muse’s canon?

hooooooooo okay so, the only problem with having a muse that is involved in a Lot of different media is that you have kind of endless pool to work with, which can be great but also quite overwhelming. for one, there's conflicting narrative about events in ff7 thanks to the compilation, which means it can be a bit ehhh to try and be specific about it (i'm specifically talking about the nibelheim incident here) however i don't think this is like, a really terrible problem to have. it's just easy to get lost in the sauce and think "oh god, have i forgotten a piece of lore that was in a book published in 2006" haha. overall i love the story of ff7 (i think this is what the question means by canon but idk) i think it's a great story of fate, grief, purpose and friendship. the recent games have been really fun and an interesting twist on the theme of destiny, which is something the og featured as well, but it's taken it to massive heights.

as for sephiroth himself, i adore him and that's all there is to say on that!

39. what’s a song that reminds you of your muse?

gorgeous by taylor swift--

kidding but genuinely it's hard to choose one song, i have 2 playlists dedicated to him haha so i'll pick at random... no time to die by billie eilish. it gives me vibes of someone looking at sephiroth from their perspective, maybe someone like zack especially.

fool me once, fool me twice, are you death or are you paradise?

i like that in my mind palace it makes me think of the betrayal that zack and cloud (as well as EVERYONE i suppose haha) felt when sephiroth embraced his "destiny" ahem, at shinra mansion.

[jjinpang]

[invitedeath]

RELATED TO THIS ANSWERED MEME POST

for @innerbeast

unease is a sensation tied with firm knots to the presence of a creature far too divine to be mere religious musings. a rippling of fear, woven within the blood as if it were a disease seeking to wreck you from the inside. you need not see him nor hear him to feel such a thing, to know your life hangs in the balance. as natural as prey knowing to leap out of harm, your body tells you to run. to leave the scene of the darkened stone castle, to turn your back and head for lighter paths. deep within the mistwood, you are only ever here by mistake. never on purpose.

he need not stand before you to watch you so keenly. senses primed for war, so acutely capable of observation that you know not from which direction he might spring. he sees it all, watches carefully the hesitation in every step. from the window of his abode, he kept sight of this unwelcome visitor as they too tread upon this unholy ground he had made a home.

he flickers. one room. the next. behind. around a corner. distant. close. nowhere to be seen.

" leaving so soon? "

the voice appears to drift upon the wind, spoken by no man or beast. turning would not reveal to you the lips from which the question was spoken, only the drifting fog caressing the forest floor. the pause of this stranger piqued his interest enough to tease, enough to smile within his words as they fade into an echoed whisper.

a crunch of leaves to the left. the faint rumble of a chuckle. the sound of steel dragging against rocks. death roams these woods.

[gomarcave]

Its me boy the ps5

[epicorigin]

normally, this sight, this voice was reserved for moments when the sun dips across the horizon, signifying the cut of the day and the approaching night. he's used to the haunting of his wrongs clinging to him as he's alone with a cigarette, memories sticking to him and refusing to let go, much like the smoke.

this time, however, is the only moment that gives him pause.

the silver hair that looks as if it was spun by silk of the moon and eyes like the seas of costa del sol; this is familiar in a way it no longer soon coupled with something that isn't: the black feathers that flutter behind him that match his own. genesis doesn't remember this fact about him, a new factor of a dream perhaps?

he wants to laugh, but he doesn't. he does smile though, but it's troubled with how absurd this situation was. it feels like they're main characters in a play of their own making. truly, how fitting is that.

"my, my, to think you would show you face before me and so soon. i thought i would have to scour the earth to find you, my friend." it's a practiced line, one that genesis throws towards him to see just how he responses. he even to step closer towards him too, lifting a hand to what he deems is a mirage, a dream; he's played this role many versions of sephiroth and even angeal that it doesn't bother him.

"but tell me," he pauses before his gloved fingers reach hair, or even skin, "is it truly you before me? or merely a mirage?"

[invitedeath]

still as a statue, sephiroth does not yield to that outstretched hand, nor does he seek it out. for as many days of yearning that may have passed him by, he has grown frosted with his loneliness. with his rejection of knowing any kind of normalcy. for now he remains a ghost, a dream to this visage of his past. no longer degrading before his eyes, begging for his help, but as real as the rain threatening to pour from the heavens above them.

" would it matter? " he muses, a curl to his lips. whimsy fancies him now, in this age of godly wonder. why, if only genesis could comprehend the time he has shifted, the worlds he has seen the cracks between. he wondered, sometime long before now, if there was a world in which they remained by his side - angeal and genesis. where some cruel turn of fate had not spun them into the very webs they still find themselves tangled in. what a world that might have been.

silver hair dances against the breeze. he looks so real indeed.

" if i am not a mirage, then where does the story go from here? "

[invitedeath]

4, 8 ,17

MUNDAY ASKS

4. what made you choose this muse?

honestly from the moment i played ff7 i was obsessed with him. he's just such a me muse, if that makes sense. so many layers, so much trauma, ugh he's just such an interesting character to write about and play as! funnily enough before i got into ff7 i was told by a friend that i'd be a genesis fan, i guess no-one expected me to latch onto this guy the way that i did ( i still love you genesis though! )

8. did you have a muse you tried to play, but didn’t feel connected to?

honestly this happens a LOT. i used to identify as trans masc and i think at some point that affected my ability to write female muses for a while. they just didn't connect with me and i'd drop them quite quickly, probably due to my gender struggles tm. i'm totally fine playing them now, so it was probably just a funny moment.

i also remember trying to roleplay thancred a few times but as he doesn't fit my usual muse type i think i flopped as him pretty hard orz. i wish i could write good guys the same way i write villains. i think i was just born to write bad bitches though.

[invitedeath]

1 & 17 (for the munday meme) !

MUNDAY ASKS

at what age did you start RPing?

i think i was probably around...12 or 13 honestly. i used to roleplay on those chat rooms that were on the side of anime episode websites, as well as sailor moon chat rooms! i can't remember how old i was when i joined tumblr rp, probably...16? so long ago ;_;

17. what was your first muse?

so annoying because i can't actually remember? it was probably usagi tsukino or an original character (that was probably just me but as a sailor soldier), but can't recall specifically! as for tumblr rp i do remember though and that was elesa from pokemon!

[rpdepartment]

munday asks!!!

at what age did you start RPing?

do you RP anywhere else, other than tumblr?

on what platform did you start RPing?

what made you choose this muse?

is there any other muse in this fandom you RP?

is there any other muse in this fandom you’d like to RP?

is there a muse you played on more platforms or in different moments of your life? 

did you have a muse you tried to play, but didn’t feel connected to?

did you have muse you tried to play, but ended up dropping for various reasons? (the rpc wasn’t active, you lost interest, etc)

would you be interested into playing a crossover? if yes, do you have any limits?

would you be interested into playing with doubles? 

what do you think about AUs?

what do you think about OCs?

what do you think about roleplaying with personals?

what do you think about roleplaying with anons?

what’s the best way to approach you to start playing together?

what was your first muse?

did you ever play a muse for more than a year?

do you have ship bias?

what’s a ship you don’t want to roleplay at all with this muse? (except Bad Illegal And Gross Stuff, of course)

what do you think of your muse’s popular fandom ship?

what do you think of your muse’s canon ship, if they have one?

would you play a OC x canon ship?

would you play a crossover ship?

do you play smut? do you play it only with characters you’re shipping with, or are you open for “one night stands”?

are you multiship?

are you interested into poly relationships for your muse?

is your muse canon divergent in any way?

what are your honest thought about your muse’s canon?

what are your favorite RP tropes to play? (angst, hurt-comfort, etc…)

do you regularly play crack?

do you regularly do dash commentaries?

what are your thoughts on dash commentary?

what are your thoughts on reblog karma?

if you aren’t a native english speaker, do you play in your first language too?

do you feel similar to your muse in any way?

do you feel different to your muse in any way?

what’s the best inspiration for your muse?

what’s a song that reminds you of your muse?

[ OBLIGATORY FREE SPACE!!! Ask anything you’d like! ]

[invitedeath]

so haunting for someone so haunted. while shadow-bound activities were largely dissolved into simply being absent from the hub of activity within the main wards of the city, sephiroth still found themselves clinging to the silence and secrecy of the side lines. revisiting this place was nothing short of a bore, truly. having once attempted to conquer it, now it stood as merely a place to shackle him once more. icarus clipped and in mourning.

but as all good ghost stories go, he still yet lingers. a reflection on the window of a shadowy store, a fleeting thought to those already so exhausted by his prowess. a memory, yet he still lived. sworn to never vanish from the world, he was instead cursed to live on. death incarnate tethered to the earth.

first, he thought that flash of crimson to be his own haunting, but he had never been a ghost to genesis. perhaps he was the moon and stars, so out of reach of that gloved hand that genesis had always hoped to clasp within his fist, but the sky was far too large. far too deep. he didn't care for the poetics of it all, but to spy him sitting alone in the twilight, book betwixt his fingers, why it almost felt fiction-esque.

approaching, sephiroth's steps came accompanied with the fall of a few black feathers, though they never hit the ground. he paused before genesis, part of him apathetic, the other... the other... the other... he spoke almost dream-like, as was so often the case when words parted his lips. for that otherworldly intensity washed over his listeners, either raising hairs upon their arms or prompting them to listen close.

" so much for the hero's tale. "

and so, he began haunting once more.

@epicorigin

[nicawlette]

Fur-lined legs carry her rapidly through throngs of dead trees, short bursts of speed allowing her to round sharp turns as golden eyes remain trained on the creature dashing desperately through the snow. Its heart beats rapidly with fear, and the sound is caught by a pair of slightly rounded ears, fueling the urge to reach out and end their chase by both claws and teeth.

The closer she gets, the more her senses start to pick up on another scent—bigger than her current prey, and unfamiliar.

She falters just long enough for the creature to create distance, heading for a thick cluster of bushes. Rather than relent, her instincts go wild, and Nicolette sprints just before jumping forward, launching yards across the forest in a single leap. When she busts through the dense shrubbery, panting heavily and grinning, she collides bodily with the spooked prey. The other being she'd sensed is on the other side, too— an unintended audience to her successful hunt, as the freckled dear lay in the snow, motionless beneath her bloodstained claws.

@invitedeath

[invitedeath]

a slow & steady pace, armed by heavy but already crimson-spotted paws. each step a slight sink into the snow with the weight of the body above. the place stank of course, but he was already a trained hunter. a beast trained and collared. he knew the stench of sub-par prey, only concerning himself with a mightier and more worthy prize.

a transition from beast to literal beast was nought but a shift in perspective. already-honed senses strengthened and he wondered if the most animalistic experiments under hojo's hand ( a mere stone's throw from what he had become ) experienced this sort of intense existence.

sometime before this, he had caught glimpse of himself in a pool of half-frozen water. he was almost... wholly wolf-like, but when compared to the mangled failed experiments and mako-tainted wild dogs he had seen, this beast was something altogether far larger. far more imposing. this thought came of course prior to the embrace of this new challenge. now he simply is that creature; fur of almost sparkling silver, tainted with large lashes of dark red.

he paused. while the stink of weaker, fragile prey burned his nose there also, tangled with it, a more interesting scent. something brutal and wild, like him. something... interesting. were he still 'human', the sound rumbling from his throat would have sounded like a chuckle, but instead it emerged as a soft sort of snort, silver clouds of breath huffed from his snout.

" why do you concern yourself with lesser prey? reveal yourself to me, i have no desire to hunt you. "

[arcanemez]

“Am I even human?”