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AHH MY BABIES

Take the internet away from me!! 😳😳😳

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You know what I love?? This is how Seph looked when he first saw and met Angeal. Obviously he had just woken up, but he was also NOT having the whole “social” thing for reasons we know. Bro was ANNOYED.

But then see how he looks at Angeal AND Genesis some 8-9 ish years later.

Hhhhddgdgdgdgd they really got to him

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LOOK AT THEM 😭😭

˚₊‧꒰ა SEPHIROTH & GENESIS ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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The world needs a new hero.

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a doll in paradise.

Pairing: Safer Sephiroth/EVA (JENOVA!Darling)

Content Warnings: NSFW. Teratophila. Body Change. Tentacles. Slight Mommy Kink.

Song: Hurt and Healing Incantation

Blades of dying grass curled around your fingertips as you reached out to the black, dwindling water. The corners of your lips curved into small, icy smile as the black water was illuminated with that lovely pink tint. Your corruption. Ever since you and Sephiroth became one, you've been in complete ecstasy. The gray skies were oozing with despair and hopelessness. And the plants wilted, their leaves shriveled, and the little lifeforms left from your conquests with your divine husband scuttled about, barely clinging to existence. There's just so much wither and decay around you, it's intoxicating.

Your precious Sephiroth had you rest in this dimension after a long and tiresome battle against those who dared to oppose your unity. You didn't want to leave him, but it was necessary for you to take time to rejuvenate. He had to employ his lovely humming to lull you into rest while he dealt with the clean up of battle.

Your body, despite the immense power it held, took the short straw when you two completed the reunion. Your divine form was prone to fatigue and restlessness after some time because one needed to bear that physical burden. Not to mention, you still needed recovery from your recent rebirth. Fragments of your humanity lingered, but it'd will vanish in due course.

You focused your sight on the lands he desecrated in the distance. Every catastrophic deed he committed in your honor was beautiful. And he, himself, was the epitome of beauty. Your lovesickness for him had no bounds, and he equally could not satisfy his lovesickness towards you. This constant feeling of needing him, as he needed you, will never subsist.

As a sudden familiar signature approached, your emotions went into overdrive. It was him. Your chosen one.

"We reunite at last, Mother," His velvety voice echoed in your mind. In no time, his luscious lips found your neck, beginning a trail of kisses down to your pillowy chest. A quiet mewl left you from his touch, ecstasy sparking through your bodies. He softly gripped your hips and rotated you to meet his gaze, so two you could properly revel in the other's ethereal beauty.

As your eyes locked with his, a tingling sensation traveled through your right breast. Then, a soft pulse began at your nipple, which opened up to reveal an eyeball that blinked and studied his perfectly sculpted torso immediately. Pink-red tentacles emerged from your body afterward, giving his body the worship it desired and then revealing his throbbing cock.

Your legs spread open, and he positioned himself at your pulsating core, his hand interlocked with yours. As the mini tendrils within your cunt eased his entry, he let out a grunt of satisfaction, feeling the pleasurable sensation of his cock being massaged as he started his slow yet powerful thrusts.

It felt absolutely incredible to you as well, your emotions were one after all. Every thought and feeling he had, you had, and vice versa. He's your everything. He brought back what rightfully belonged to you and shattered the earthly chains that held you back. Your tentacles gently caressed his perfectly sculpted ass, exploring every curve and crevice.

"My chosen, my liberator..." Your voice echoed in his head, as a lone cock tentacle plunged into his ass, aiming for his prostate. It wouldn't be fair if you were the only getting fucked, after all.

He didn't change his pace while fucking your cunt, but his thrusts became more intense. You two became lost in your own and each other's euphoria, continuing on like this for as long as you both wanted. Eventually, he became the first to relent, filling your womb with his divine seed and then your own orgasm followed.

While your hands were still interlocked, you shared a heartfelt kiss on the lips. His head rested on your chest, eyelids half-closed. With an amused expression, he watched your eye-nipple, blinking softly at him.

You turned your head slightly, seeing that the black water you corrupted earlier had fully dwindled by now, a signal of this respite accomplishing its purpose. Your hands cupped his warm cheeks.

"Let us continue with the conquests of despair,"

He didn't respond. He didn't need to. He took your hand and led you to a portal out of the pocket realm, ready to conquer more with his beloved goddess once more.

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rb to tell ur mutuals ur fond of them

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this is a good day to love ur videogame boyfriends am i right

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It’s the same picture

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Everybody draws Sephiroth in a cute maid outfit. Where's my Sephiroth in a cute nurse outfit wielding a VERY realistic looking syringe?

Sephiroth: Come here Cloud. I just want to inject some of my mother's cells into you. 😏

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Vincent Valentine Week Day 1 - Sweet

I knew this event was happening but not that it started on his birthday lmao I’m ridiculous. Anyway, I might not get to every day, but I’m going to try.

Here’s day 1 - Sweet. Enjoy! (SFW (Shocking I know lmao))

You’re relaxing at the inn, lying sideways on one of the couches with your socked feet up on the cushions. You’re surprisingly comfortable, leaning up against Vincent’s side while you read a book. He’s warm against your back, comforting and he makes a surprisingly good pillow considering how angular he is.

You look up as Tifa walks in, carrying a single shopping bag and looking absolutely bedraggled. She and a few of the others had left early this morning to go out on some sort of job. You didn’t know the specifics, just that you definitely didn’t want to go. You’d stayed behind, taking inventory of supplies and considering how she looks, having a much better day.

She smiles at you, radiant as always and you can’t help but smile back at her. She reaches into the bag, pulling out a handful of small, wrapped squares. “The client gave us these as a tip,” she sighs, clearly having wanted money instead. You take what she offers, inspecting them, they’re dark chocolate after-dinner mints. You don’t think that’s the worst gift ever.

“Job wasn’t worth it then?” you ask playfully.

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head, giving a wave and then walking away. That’s fine, she’ll tell you all the details later before bed.

You unwrap one of the chocolates, immediately splitting it in half and reaching back to hand Vincent a piece. He’s told you that he technically doesn’t need to eat, but you think it’s ridiculous for him not to. He doesn’t like wasting food, or taking rations away from anyone else in the group, but he’ll take some of yours when you offer. You’ve decided not to explain the logic that technically, he’s just taking food away from you instead. You don’t mind, in fact you like it, it’s a small gesture that you can do for him. You’re not sure if it’s just a placebo, but you genuinely think he looks healthier since you started sharing food with him. He’s still impossibly skinny of course, but his skin seems less sallow, the bags underneath his eyes less pronounced.

He doesn’t normally eat sweet things, but it’s dark chocolate, so you figure it will be fine. You hear him hum as he shifts against your back, taking the chocolate from between your fingers. You tilt your head back to look up at him, curious to see what he thinks. His face is mostly obscured by his red cloak, but you can see enough of his eyes to be able to gauge his expression.

He places the square into his mouth and chews for a moment as his face immediately lights up. It’s a subtle expression of course, you don’t think anyone else would be able to pick up on how much he’s enjoying it, but you can tell. His eyes are slightly wider, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes turned up slightly. You have never seen him react like this to any other type of food. He must really like it.

He swallows and then turns to look down at you. His face is somewhat upside down, but you can tell that he’s looking at you a little bit expectantly. You sigh and hand him the other half of chocolate that you’d been too distracted to eat. He takes it with a soft smile, the first time he’s ever wanted seconds of anything you’ve handed to him. You’re glad he’s happy but feel a bit sad at the fact that you’re probably not going to get to eat any of these.

It’s a week or so later and you’re sitting on the Bronco, resigned to another day of rough, bumpy travel. You pull out a protein bar, sighing when you realise it’s your least favourite flavour. You rip off a piece and hand it to Vincent sitting beside you, but he refuses, again. He has refused food a lot lately, which is fine, he’s an adult and he can make his own choices. You’re a little bit worried about it, even though you know that he’s fine and will be perfectly healthy because he doesn’t need to eat. You miss sharing food with him more than you expected though, and you’re not quite sure why.

Vincent struggles being cramped up in the Bronco, so he’s the first one down the stairs once you dock for the night. The irony of the man spending years in a coffin but hating being in a plane turned boat isn’t lost on you. You grab your bag and Vincent’s too, he doesn’t have many possessions so it’s light enough for you to carry. You turn but find Cloud walking up to you, looking expectant.

“Vincent took my bracer yesterday,” he says, “can you check his bag for it?���

You look down at Vincent’s bag, you know everything that’s in there. You don’t think he’d mind you going through it, but you’re still unsure.

“I want to clean it. It’ll be too late if I wait until he gets back.”

You sigh. “Alright.”

Cloud turns his head, not looking into the bag as you open it up on the bench. The bracer is right at the top, easy to spot. Vincent only has a few changes of underclothes and very few other possessions. You grab the bracer, noticing that it’s resting on top of multiple, open boxes of dinner mints. You can’t believe it. You steal a box and shove it into your purse, handing the bracer to Cloud and zipping the bag up, intending to confront Vincent about it later.

You’re sitting with Vincent on the inn roof, as you both often do to get privacy. You’re too out in the open to do anything dirty, but it’s private enough for him to let go of some of his inhibitions and cuddle with you. His arm is wrapped around your waist while you lean against his shoulder, leg pressed up against his. It’s warm here, too hot for you to lean completely against him.

“Cloud asked me to get his bracer out of your bag today,” you say eventually, breaking the comfortable silence.

Vincent hums behind you, the sound rumbles through his chest.

“He was insistent, so I did. Was that alright?”

He presses a soft kiss to the top of your head. “As long as you are the only one.”

You nod, you’d never just let anyone else go through his stuff. You take a deep breath and control your tone. “I found something else in there too.”

Vincent freezes behind you.

You let him panic for a moment before laughing, trying to reassure him, he’s not in trouble. You reach into your bag, rummaging around and pulling out the box you’d taken from his bag. “I never thought I’d find you hiding snacks.”

He says nothing, but his face presses to your hair. You think he’s embarrassed.

You turn and press an awkward, sideways kiss to his cheek, the only part of him you can reach. “I didn’t bring them here to call you out,” you reassure him. “It’s fine, I just missed sharing food with you.”

He pulls away from your neck, tilting you slightly in his arms so that you’re looking up at him. “I didn’t think you would miss that.”

“It’s just something nice I could share with you,” you respond, feeling a little bit embarrassed.

He takes the box from you, reaching in and taking a square. He rips into the packaging, an expert with one bare hand and his gauntlet. He splits the chocolate in half and holds part of it out to you. You lean forward and take it, lips brushing his fingers. He smiles and then eats the other half. You can still see how much he enjoys the taste.

He swallows. “It does taste sweeter when shared,” he murmurs, pondering, voice soft, then leans down and kisses you, mint and chocolate on his lips.

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EVERYONE SHUT UP THIS IS ALL THAT MATTERS TO ME FOR THE NEXT MONTH

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HBD Vampire Man ❤️

10.13.24

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Look at the little baby DarkStar 🥹

Brothers hold grudges for the stupidest things

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SEPHIROTH IN REBIRTH 1/?

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✨RANDOM SEPHIROTH GIFS✨

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Translated AC character files for Rufus Shinra, the Remnants, and Sephiroth. Provided to me by a friend. Most of the information about what the Remnants represent originates from this. The information on Sephiroth and Rufus Shinra’s designs are here as well.