Sephiroth - Final Fantasy VII
Still one of my proudest pieces. 👨🎨
Namariko ———✧
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Sephiroth - Final Fantasy VII
Still one of my proudest pieces. 👨🎨
Namariko ———✧
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Thank you so much for the tags: @frostedlemonwriter and @glbettwrites. Your shares were awesome!
Rules: Share a piece of writing you're proud of.
I haven't written much over the last week, since my spoons have been really low. Holidays tend to take a lot out of my family now.
I have been working on a drabble or flash fiction. It doesn't have a title, yet. As always, this is a really rough draft. :)
"As a god," Sephiroth said, his voice was smooth like poisoned honey, "I can offer you something the Celestials or Devils cannot."
"Oh? What can you offer me that the divine can not?"
"Everything." He glided his hand down the smooth sloop of her throat, igniting goosed flesh to rise on her skin. She shivered. "Absolute power. Unlimited wealth. The submission of nations and empires. The Promised Land."
As he lowered himself to her height by bending towards her, his lips hovered close to hers. His breath fanned her cheek and lips, igniting fire within her belly that soon spread throughout her entire body: a burning need to join him on his crusade for revenge against those insects that call themselves human.
"But, most importantly," he whispered, "eternal devotion and unwavering loyalty. You are mine by right, Bia, and I will treat you like the queen you are meant to be."
Re...u...nion...
another doodle wip, complete. jenova's witness!drana and jenova.
in my original fic, she fell off the side of the crater that had icicle inn on it, so she could have proper human contact when she was born. but if she fell off the other side? and maybe like accidentally absorbed a piece of jenover and sephiroth, then she never stood a chance.
and would just start to casually... elongate, mimicking "mother".
didn't fuss too hard with the newer design's details, but they are pretty good, and her having an exposed "brain" in this form is wild.
...i gave her mother bearing hips even in more monster form. /crying emoji
Yooo I have a thought. What if Cloud has a personality disorder BECAUSE of Zack. Like, it wasn't Cloud's unintentional drawing of Zack's memory by using the Jenova cells. It was Zack unintentionally using their connection to make it happen.
Because, like, Hojo’s ‘failures’ always succeed in ways he didn’t theorize - or succeed in an environment entirely out of his control. Zack was a failure just like Cloud was.
Like, Zack willed Cloud to pass out during their experiments. Because who deserved that sort of fate? Zack couldn’t keep hearing the screams, couldn’t keep going knowing that Cloud was suffering.
Zack willed Cloud to stay catatonic during their travels. Because what could you say to a guy who’d lost everything - his hero, his family, his friends, his hometown, five years of his life, the right to his body, and the safety of not being hunted down by ShinRa. It would just be easier if Cloud fell asleep.
Zack willed Cloud to live on as a part of him, to take the important parts and BE him - to be the hero Zack never managed to be. The new Zack Fair. So Cloud took it, the sword, and stumbled away and left Zack to die. Just like Zack wanted. And we know (thanks CC) that Zack’s memories were falling out of his head towards the end, so he didn’t have a lot left to give Cloud. Just vague ideas, a personality, some beliefs, and a sword.
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This is from a rewrite of a flash fiction that I am writing. Bianca and Sephiroth will be snowed in. No hot chocolate, though. It's a little bit more than 7 sentences.
The jagged walls surrounding the black crater curved inward as shelter against the outside world. Shadows stretched down upon her concealing her and her companion in darkness. From above, from the colossal, impenetrable barrier encasing the entire impact site, the glint of several weapons stood silent over a battlefield lost to the annuals of time in this god-forsaken hole.
Her sole companion shambled next to her and trudged through the snow which came up to the middle of his calf as his mouth hung open loosely in a perpetual state of confusion. Black robes hung off of his lanky form, as the fabric dragged on the snow behind them, leaving a faint path along with their footprints. The tattered cloth flapped in the acrid wind, molding to his body, while the sudden gale threatened to rip his hood off of his head and whipped his long, midnight-colored hair against his gaunt cheeks.
“Rest,” the man, a Sephiroth clone by the name of SC-X, muttered, as he continued to shuffled behind her and only responded to her safety and comfort.
[. . .]
The ebony feather danced across her shoulder and arm, swaying end over end until it fell to the snowy ground before them, signaling the arrival of him — her godlike lover — and the temporary loss of SC-X’s autonomy.
Reunion (The Con)