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Continued from here -> xxxx Traitor Verse: Sephiroth confronts Reno 

The harsh words spewed forth by the former Turk filled Sephiroth with an unnerving sense of dread, but he remained steadfast, keeping his arm outstretched and Masamune’s sharp point still hanging mere inches away from his chest. But Reno knew him too well, knew that the SOLDIER didn’t have the guts or the willpower to finish the job he was assigned too. The sentimentality, the affection was still held deeply inside the heart and mind of the First Class warrior.

Was he weak? Could he bring it in him to finish the task set by his superiors? This all felt so wrong... 

All that time telling Reno that the only person allowed to kill him was Sephiroth himself and yet here he was now, hesitating. Words were hard to speak without it sounding like he was condemning Reno’s actions, and for the first time found it difficult to reply back to the defiant and rebellious nature that the redhead possessed. This frustration made him grit his teeth, a growl leaving him as his hand continued to quiver, the tip of the blade shaking from there all the way down to the hilt. Turqiouse eyes shut as he turned away from his former partner in crime. 

“You speak of weakness, yet it was you who left. You coward... I would’ve protected you, covered for you. I still can, let me help you. You can’t face this alone, you know you can’t. You’re doing what you do best...-” 

Eye opened, the former concerned and conflicted look on his face changing to one of cold spite, an anger. A betrayal, the gall that Reno couldn’t trust him even after everything they had been through hurt him more than words could ever decribe. 

“-if you can stand there with that piss ant look on your face, then it’s that whatever you felt for me wasn’t real.” 

@rcdwrxck​

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rcdwrxck​:

IF HE HAD BEEN PAYING ATTENTION, EVEN THE SMALLEST of amounts, he’d have seen the Silver haired male marching towards him with purpose in his stride. Yet he hadn’t. Guard down completely and eyes focused on the skyline of Midgar out of the windows in the corridor. Mind full of wonder – as was want to happen every once in a while. He could see the outline of the people walking to and from their destinations, like ants up here. Wondering idly what they were hurrying from or to. 

                                lions don’t concern themselves with the opinions of sheep.

A REMINDER TO HIMSELF - THEY WERE THE LIONS IN THE economy. The bigwig players, the ones who both made and bent the rules as they saw fit. Reno was by no means a yes man, but he followed orders like a good boy too. Still, he couldn’t help wondering every once in a while what his life would have been if he’d never chosen to join the Turks. It didn’t take him long to come up with the answer though.

                                it would have been an extraordinarily dull life.

THE CORRIDOR ITSELF WAS DESERTED, AT LEAST FOR THE moment. Giving Reno enough time to allow these thoughts to wander through his mind – though short lived as soon enough he was grabbed by the collar and pushed back into the wall. The fight or flight response instantly kicked in as his body went rigid ready to fight. Until he saw who held him, a flash of Silver before he felt teeth graze against the lobe of his ear – Reno instantly relaxed. Hands coming to rest of the taller man’s waist. 

                                 “ don’t know. don’t care.“

There was something incredibly intimiate about their current situation. The corridor was windowed after all, anyone peering from the building opposite could probably make out the back of Reno’s head, but if they could they’d have to have the eyes of a bloody hawk. With the redhead pressed up against the glass wall, the SOLDIER couldn’t help himself as he moved from the lobe of his partner, colleague and other half to his exposed neck. Teeth grazed against soft flesh as prying fingers slid underneath the black coat and dug into the white fabric that blocked access to the smooth skin underneath. The words from the Turk left him with an unruly smirk.

“Not going to push me away and call me an asshole for cornering you like this? I won’t complain though, I’ve missed you too much.” 

With those words, his curious fingers worked to unbutton the first of the very few buttons that Reno had attached on his white shirt. All Sephiroth needed was one to allow him to sneak a sly hand under neath, tracing circles and squares upon his exposed chest and stomach area. It was a dangerous game they were playing now, the risk of someone walking in sending a rush of adrenaline through his body... A high that he absolutely lived for. 

“Do you know how much I hate it when you ignore me for days on end? But the fun we have after? Now that’s the stuff I love the most...” 

His words were sultry, voice coarse and rough as soft, yet dry lips finally moved up onto his jawline before eventually coming to rest mere inches away from the redhead’s own lips. Would they close the distance? Indulge right then and there? 

[seraphicwiing]

OOC; Is it time for a reunion? Hmm... I believe it is.

[seraphicwiing]

OOC; Hello everyone, just writing in to say that I'm doing well and I'm sorry for the sudden disappearance again. The good news is that I'm feeling a lot more rested and all that good stuff, and feeling less miserable coming on here. So yeah, maybe I'll come back on soon.

Sorry again, but I'm doing okay! I hope everyone's been doing well too!

[seraphicwiing]

chasiingrain​:

〚 ❣ 〛 There’s no resistance from her as she walks with him out into the kitchen area; even if she wanted to put up a fight, she couldn’t, her body too weak from the cold for her to want to do much but lie back down and go to sleep until the fever breaks and her energy comes back. Except the last part won’t happen unless she eats, and though she’s tired and exhausted and weak, she lets him guide her until he helps her into a chair.

He asks about pancakes and she simply nods before lifting one arm onto the table and resting her head on it, watching him cook. The blanket is still draped around her, pulled up along with her arm, and it’s almost like a pillow, almost enough that if she closes her eyes, she might drift back to sleep and find some more rest. The angle of her neck won’t be the most comfortable, but her eyes will be closed and that’s what matters, right?

No. Frustrated at herself, she keeps her eyes open and watches him in the kitchen. Her expression doesn’t change with each little wink or smile he gives her, her face staying passive while erring slightly on the side of miserable, and she’ll wink at him later, when she’s feeling better.

Her stomach grumbles loudly as the smell of breakfast fills the room, and of course she’s hungrier than she thought she was. Though being sick has made her not feel as hungry, it’s been since the previous afternoon that she’s eaten. Hopefully this will stop the trembling in her hands and arms, give her the energy to at least formulate a decent response when he talks to her. She feels like awful company, and the part of her mind that isn’t thinking logically wonders if he regrets bringing her over.

When he brings the plates out, she pushes herself up and leans back in the chair. “I got it,” she says, and it’s slow going, but she manages to work her way through about half of them and all the fruit before she feels the telltale sign of eating too much. She sits for several minutes, hoping the feeling will pass and she can get down a bit more, but it doesn’t. “Sorry, I tried.” She offers him an apologetic smile, and though she still feels exhausted, she thinks she has a bit more energy now. Energy she wants to use to sleep, but he did promise her a hot bath next.

While waiting for him to finish, she pulls her legs up into the chair with her and wraps the blanket around them, cocooning herself in them for now. She’ll move in a few minutes, when he’s done. She’s in no rush at all.

The General watched intently as they ate their breakfast, making sure that the Actress was consuming her meal with relative ease and assisting her in case she faltered for a moment. He was the faster eater out of the two of them, and after a couple of minutes of sitting down, he had already finished the soft and delectable pancakes before she had set her half-eaten breakfast aside. He offered a reassuring smile and nodded upon her apology. Boy, did he wish he could do more for her.

“Don’t be sorry, you’re not feeling well and that’s completely fine. You can have the rest later if you’re feeling hungry, okay?” The SOLDIER, ever gentle in his words, rose from his seat taking the two plates back over to the counter. Her plate was placed inside of the microwave while the empty one was put into the sink. Only thing left to do now? Well he did promise her a hot bath.

Rushing back to her and sliding to a stop at the dining table, he hovered his figure over her before wrapping his slender arms around her like a sloth. He wanted to be gentle, but also a little teasing as he lifted her from the seat and carried her back to the bedroom in his arms. The grin on his face was hidden by lengthy silver locks, but it was there if she peered through the gaps. “I hope the meal was okay?” Asked the ever caring War Hero as he moved her over, placing her down onto the soft mattress of their bed and folded his arms. “Try not to fall asleep? I’ll get the bath ready for you.” 

Rolling his sleeves up once more as well as tying his hair back tightly into a ponytail, he began his work in the bathroom. Of course, his senses were fare less sensitive to pain compared to a normal person so checking the temperature of the water was quite difficult, but he hoped she would find comfort in a bath measured by a First Class. He’d try at least. Reaching into one of the cupboards, he found one of those cute little spheres that Jessie sometimes liked having. ‘Bath Bombs’ he believed? Playing catch with it for a moment he eventually plopped it inside and watched as the colours dispersed in the water and the sweet aroma of lavender filled the room. 

Returning to Jessie, he tilted her chin up and placed an affectionate peck upon her red nose before lifting her up slightly. “I’m gonna need you to take off your clothes now... Do you need help with that?” His voice was sheltered, quiet. Conveying his care for her as he slowly pulled the blanket free from her shoulders as the sound of the calming and alluring pours of water could be heard behind him. “It’s ready, and you can stay in for as long as you want... Within reason of course.” 

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MAINS CALL! 

So I’m finally working on adding a bit more things on my blog and I’ve completely lost where my old mains post was to update it so finally adding mains onto my About section on le blog as well as on the new google doc. So just like this post if you’re interested I suppose! 

(Limited to two/three of the same character obviously, have a nice day!) 

[seraphicwiing]

OOC; Got two replies out today and I’m pretty pleased. Thought the muse was slipping away but the way I wrote them proved otherwise. Gonna try and stick with a ‘two reply a day’ thing and see where it takes me. Definitely feeling better now, again thanks to everyone still around for bearing with how slow I’ve been the past two weeks. 

Your patience is greatly appreciated <3 

[seraphicwiing]

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@seraphicwiing | Closed Plotted DARK SOULS Starter

Heidegger hears only the clanking of his own armour and the rustle of the tree leaves wrestling with a soft breeze. If this land were not cursed, he’d call it peaceful - but the cat-like creature and her high-pitched screech could debate with him on that. As could her legions of men, blind followers he’s left as corpses in the ground. 

There is a mission in his stride, a goal at the end of his torment. Artorias’ grave isn’t far and he’s in search of something - he isn’t sure what - but something that can show him the way. Guide him into the light of the flame he so desires. 

One hand relaxes him off of the jut of a small cliff, he lands with a thud, the steel of his armour clanking behind him. With his two-handed blade and the weight of a guard heavy on his body, Heidegger pushes himself onward with strength and will. Only when he hears a noise aside from the wind or his own armour does it rouse him into stopping dead in his tracks.

There is silence for a second - cool air settling skin between the cracks in his gear as he stands statuesque on the precipice. The break is needed, but not welcome. In the close distance, he can sense something. Feel something. A presence. 

Both hands raise his sword over his shoulder, he prepares himself for the worst and the deadly. Hopefully, it’s just another of those mushroom-young straying too far…but with the goosebumps prickling the hair on his arms, he doubts it. 

This - whatever it is - is a threat.

“Only I know the truth about your fate. You must destroy the fading Lord Gwyn, who has coddled Fire and resisted nature, and become the Fourth Lord, so that you may usher in an Age of Dark.”

The defeat of the Four Kings summoned a creature he couldn’t fathom to behold. Another Great Serpent, who whom promised the once proud bearer of hope and flame for a dying world a chance to change history and carve a new path for all who seeketh flame an ddesire it. A new world. An Age of Dark. 

But Sephiroth was not the only ‘Chosen Undead’ sent on this journey. A strong, brutish warrior still stood against his new path and he had been tracking him for some time now for he had now found himself in the clutches of the Forbidden Wood, the final resting place of one of Gwyn’s Great Knights. Artorias. A living legend, swallowed fighting the same Darkness that the silver haired Samurai now fought for. The Abyss... What mysteries lay in the darkness that he now coveted? What worlds had been swallowed and reborn again through its cold and terrifying grip? 

That forbidden knowledge, the power to know... The power of a Lord. Not of Cinder, but of the Void, nothingness. That fuelled his desires. A villainous machination to some, but the cold and undeniable truth for his fellows. 

So the heavily armoured knight knew of his presence? Good. He wanted this to be a challenge, wanted nothing more than to be the one to slay a proud knight in the twilight of his years. As sworn by his oath to Kaathe, none may proceed but Sephiroth. An dhe would uphold his oath as a Darkseeker. Thus, he made the first move, brandishin his washing pole katana and launching a flurry of knives. 

Ineffectual to the plating that the old man wore, but it would gain his attention at least. The smirk behind his hood was wide, a heated desire for combat burned heavily. “Seeker of Fire, your journey ends here I’m afraid. Lay down your sword and protrate yourself before the Dark. Or die, a cruel and merciless death.” 

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rcdwrxck·:

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 Sephiroth’s tone. Of course he’d pull rank on him. Apparently it was the only way to curb Reno’s attitude, though it never lasted long enough for Sephiroth to get any form of relief. No. Reno couldn’t care how highly ranked the General was. An eyebrow raised at his next remark, a bark of laughter resounding from his chest. Sephiroth fly his helicopter. Oh hell no. And how rude that he’d even question his abilities on the matter. Reno was one of the best pilots in Shinra and he was proud of that. If he couldn’t have gotten them home in one piece, he doubted the silver haired male could. No matter how much he blew his own trumpet. “ you couldn’t even fly a childs toy. don’t make me laugh. ” the scorn in his voice was palpable. In his defense, Sephiroth had hit a nerve. Questioning his abilities was one sure fire way to rub the redhead up wrong. He had so many quips on the end of his tongue, so many ways that would push the General into overdrive and no doubt end up in a fight, again. One he’d be worse off in, again. It wouldn’t be the first time and he doubted somehow it would be the last. and the thought of the silver haired male having to explain why reno was battered and bruised again… worth it.

Gaia, how could one tall lanky string bean cause him so much stress? He’d never met anyone in his life that he wanted to physically punch more than him. Yet for some unknown reason Reno was constantly stuck with him. No matter how hard he tried to get out of it, nope. It was him that got landed with him. Every. Single. Time. He grit his teeth, annoyance flashing oh so clear on his face. His jaw twitching, eyes flashed at the taller man as Reno pushed past him none too gently. He wanted to tell him to go and fuck himself. Pompous arsehole. Shinra’s damn golden boy – poster boy. Gaia, Reno really really wanted to punch him. “ touch me and you’ll lose your fingers, dick. ” He half spat, though continued walking without looking back. He didn’t doubt for a moment though that the man would be right behind him. Afterall he was taller than Reno and could cover more ground in one stride. Was it normal for him to be so violently against someone? He was sure they put him with Sephiroth on purpose. Was this punishment? Answering his own thought’s aloud, he spoke; “ sure fuckin’ feel’s like it. torture. ”

A child’s toy huh? Well, if Sephiroth wasn’t already riled up by now this was a surefire way to get the First seething, at least on the inside. He had a reputation to keep as a calm and composed SOLDIER after all. A hand brushed through tresses of jewel-like silver as the taller man eventually caught up to Reno and stood side by side with him. Of all the people on Gaia that he was always partnered up to work with, it was this pesky annoying and incredibly rude Turk. Perhaps the higher ups just wanted to see how long it’d take before he decked the redhead right on the lip... Oh, how satisfying would that be for him right now. 

“You’d have a bloody nose and a busted lip before you even grab at my finger to break it, you little shit...” Retorted the towering soldier with a bite of dismissive complacency as he kept his gaze deadset at their destination, the metal city waiting like a paradise. The sooner they got there, the sooner he would be rid of the boisterous attitude and aggressive opinions of one Reno. What a pain in the ass he was.

When a First commanded respect, it was usually given immediately. No one in his life was deadset on subverting that specific honour more than his partner... And while he hated it, admittedly it was quite the breath of fresh air, if not incredibly annoying.

“Well if you weren’t such an annoying asshole, or you know... Good at your job, I wouldn’t have to be sent to accompany you on these missions. Like what kind of second class idiot crashes a chopper like that? Didn’t even brace... We could’ve died asshole.” Who was he kidding? Maybe Sephiroth was going a bit too far with his insults now, the landing was more or less perfect barring the spot where they landed and in the situation they were in, it was unavoidable. Maybe he was just looking to pick a fight to spark conversation, weird as that may seem.

Or maybe he was starting to enjoy arguing with Reno... No, that was a stupid thought. He hated the redhead, and hated that he was so upfront on his disliking of the SOLDIER. He was supposed to hate him...

“Well the feeling of torture is mutual. In fact, I bet you’d prefer walking alone right? Maybe I should go on ahead and leave you to eat my dust.” 

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beep beep how’s my portrayal ?

[seraphicwiing]

OOC; So a little announcement regarding Seph. I've been really anxious about writing this post but I feel like I need to get it out there because I've been utterly miserable logging on here and needed a little breath of fresh air.

As of today, I will be having one MxM ship on this blog and that is going to be with @rcdwrxck and her Reno. Does that make my Seph bisexual? I guess it does, idk. I know this might make some people angry and if they hate me for this after I have constantly barrelled down that my Seph is straight, then I am so very sorry and they are free and more than welcome to unfollow me.

Please note however that this doesn't mean that I am suddenly very much open to shipping with other male muses. Maybe one day down the line I will be, but I will be restricting it to just Kay's Reno because of our close friendship and our writing chemistry and that I absolutely trust her. It is something we both agreed on quite a while back and have already written stuff about it (in IMs specifically) but I am prepared to make a huge jump.

Thank you for reading this if you did, I've been trying to find ways to say this that's understandable. The gist of it is: Seph is gonna be bi (leaning more towards females), I'm restricting my MxM ships to just Reno though and yeah... God I sound like an idiot but I hope you guys understand.

Thank you to Kay for supporting me, I love her very much for helping me try to get over my rut for Seph. (Note that this shouldn't effect the ships I have currently so we're gucci with that, just needed to let this out today)

[seraphicwiing]

OOC; Hey everyone, I know it’s been a while but I hope everyone’s doing well. Have been in kind of a rut with Sephiroth recently but I’m still around at least. Sorry for vanishing. I’m just finishing up on my new Google doc which will hopefully be rolling out today. 

The main full bio (involving key events in Seph’s life) isn’t finished yet and as such I’ve left it out till it is. I’m going to be reblogging my mains call one more time in case people have missed it before adding in my mains. 

On that note, happy 4th of July to my American friends on here! 

[seraphicwiing]

MAINS CALL! 

So I’m finally working on adding a bit more things on my blog and I’ve completely lost where my old mains post was to update it so finally adding mains onto my About section on le blog as well as on the new google doc. So just like this post if you’re interested I suppose! 

(Limited to two/three of the same character obviously, have a nice day!) 

[seraphicwiing]

OOC; So just wanted to let everyone know that I am turning off Anons on the inbox. As much as I love doing anon prompts and all that malarkey, I'm tired of getting undesirable things in there. Thus for the foreseeable future, it will no longer be available. I may turn it on again when I'm ready but ah well.

To the negative nuts who have nothing better to do than hate, I've got just one thing to say to you:

[seraphicwiing]

MAINS CALL! 

So I’m finally working on adding a bit more things on my blog and I’ve completely lost where my old mains post was to update it so finally adding mains onto my About section on le blog as well as on the new google doc. So just like this post if you’re interested I suppose! 

(Limited to two/three of the same character obviously, have a nice day!) 

[seraphicwiing]

EDIT: It’s @seraphicwiing I realise in the original post it said seraphiic jsdkfhasdfh

OOC; Sigh I guess I should join in this too right? Sephiroth has Wire now, come bother him about hair care products or some shit yeah? 

@seraphicwiing for those who are interested and wanna keep me entertained while I do stuff on the blog <3

[seraphicwiing]

OOC; Sigh I guess I should join in this too right? Sephiroth has Wire now, come bother him about hair care products or some shit yeah? 

@seraphiicwiing for those who are interested and wanna keep me entertained while I do stuff on the blog <3