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After many years, Cloud' s physical functions began to decline, and he needed longer periods of sleep.
(I tried my best with the translation😭)
me n who?
where’s the lie
little peek of this!! guys i'm gonna clean this up i swear guys- until then don't look at it !!
"✨️Still, I'll know someday you'll come and find me...☁️☄️"
I discovered this parallel and I'm loosing my goddamn mind over it-
Then I realized that if I flip one of the images, TOGETHER THE NEBULAE MAKE A PAIR OF WINGS OR A HEART-
IM ABOUT TO COLLAPSE-
Yooooooooooo
That new Sephiroth and Cloud scene in the recent trailer has shipper me going absolutely bananas
They fucking KNOW. Okay? They KNOW.
And they are doubling down on it. It's great.
FF7 Rebirth state of play highlights according to me
-BLACK MATERIA MENTION!? NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN
-SEPHIROTH HUGGING CLOUD AND whispering in his ear??? Sefikura won today folks!
-ZACK AND AERITH!? CISSNEI AS WELL!?
-The mention of "endless dream" has me both excited and scared. I think it's two timelines rather than the whole "it's just a dream" troupe
-Cloud and Sephiroth clashing at the Forgotten Capital!? Makes me wonder more about Aerith and her fate!
-Gameplay looks dope af
What the actual fuck is this lmao
I just saw the FF7 Rebirth demo with Cloud and Sephiroth fighting together, and I cannot believe that the entire sequence is actually real. LIKE WE HAD CLOUD STRAIGHT UP PINING OVER SEPHIROTH.
I have to say that the whole entire flashback with Cloud and Sephiroth fighting was the most queerest thing I've ever seen.
We all know that Cloud has part of Zacks' memories and that it was actually Zack fighting with Sephiroth, but I can easily say that Zack DID NOT look at Sephiroth like that from what I've seen in the games.
Cloud is modifying his false memories to cater to him cause Cloud idolized Sephiroth, and Zack didn't.
Cloud self inserting himself in Zack's place due to his false persona makes sense cause who wouldn't want Sephiroth to look at you like that
the entire false flashback scene is just Cloud's self insert fanfiction.
Before Sephiroth joined Smash, I like to think that in the days leading up to him joining, Cloud keeps on having visions of him and seeing feathers everywhere. He doesn't know if he's hallucinating or if Sephiroth is actually astral projecting himself. Some of the smashers obviously noticed Cloud acting strange and thinking he has some kind of presence
The most damning evidence was when some monsters attacked the mansion, and some of the fighters were affected with miasma, all except for Cloud who was near the source of it yet didn't get infected by it. Peach concluded that it was some kind of guardian angel, much to Cloud's dismay
Peach:I think that someone is watching over you, Cloud, like your own personal guardian angel!
Cloud:*rolling his eyes* Yeah, right, you know I don't believe in that kind of stuff
Peach:I know that, but you've been acting odd like another presence is nearby! That's the only explanation!
Cloud:Yeah, well, I don't think "angel" is the best word to describe it
Days later, Sephiroth joins Smash Bros, and Peach has that look on her face like, "I knew it!"
don't you hear the cry of the planet? (save him)
Mini Sefikura Drabble (based off of my Twilight AU)
"They always say that humans want a piece of heaven"
Cloud could feel his chin being lifted coming face to face with the seraph in front of him. His six black wings wrapped around Cloud's body, so aggressive yet also gentle to the touch.
Sephiroth smiled, looking at the blonde mercenary with a tempting look in his eyes. He unfurled his palm, revealing something red inside of it.
"So how about I give you this?"
Cloud looked at Sephiroth's right hand as a familiar red fruit suddenly appeared into midair.
"An apple?"
"Yes, Cloud, an apple. But this is no ordinary apple. "
"So what is it then?" Cloud looked at the red fruit in front of him. It looked like an ordinary apple, but upon looking closer, Cloud could see that it shone brightly like the sun.
"A fruit from the tree of knowledge, humans are forbidden to eat it, but I managed to sneak in and get it just for you~"
Oh boy, was Cloud in for it now. Here, he was tangled up in the wings of a fallen seraph being handed a divine fruit from the godly garden.
Cloud didn't want to admit it, but it wasn't the apple he found tempting.
FF7R Mini Theory: Hollow and the Sefirot
So I've been noticing something regarding Hollow and the Kabbalah (it's way too complicated to explain here, but it's basically just Jewish mystism). Anyways, in the Kabbalah, there are these divine attributes called the sefirot from which God would reveal himself. It's also very important because this is where Sephiroth got his name from.
There's also the polar opposite of the sefirot, the qliphoth. The qlipoth that protects the sefirot much like how a peel protects a fruit. The qlipoth are also known to be called "empty shells/husks"
It's like there... hollow inside. Just like Cloud Strife himself
So without these sefirot (divine attributes) that manifest in the physical and spiritual realms, the universe will basically descend into chaos, which is the last thing we want. Cloud and Sephiroth during the edge of creation scene represent the universes of creation (Cloud) and death (Sephiroth), yin and yang,
The Qliphoth and the holy Sefirot
Well...without the sefirot, what will the qlipoth's purpose be? They are now empty, hollow shells, kinda like how Cloud's mind is shattered and how he wants to be whole again, yet he needs to regain his true self in order to do so. The sefirot makes the qlipoth complete, just like how Cloud becomes complete with Sephiroth.
I would be lost drifting alone.
I noticed something in the new FF7 Rebirth trailer
Sephiroth reveals the nature of Jenova and her ability but why?
Sephiroth never even revealed Jenova like this in the OG as a part of his plan, so why is he doing this? Isn't revealing her nature the last thing Sephiroth wanted to do?
Here's what I think is happening, Sephiroth is being forced to work against Cloud. He traveled back in time, still tethered to Jenova, hoping to stop her and save the planet from whatever destiny it's tethered to (yet it also has consequences as we see in the alternative timeline)
Sephiroth is doing this of his own will
Yet he's still shackled to Jenova, so he needs Cloud's help in order to break free from her, but Jenova is taking advantage of Cloud's shattered mental state and false persona, so it's like a godly game of tug a war.
I think the Sephiroth who's manipulating Cloud and trying to convince him that Tifa isn't real is the past version of him from the OG, while the real Sephiroth, the one who we've been following all along, is trying to break free from destiny's grasp, stop Jenova and save the planet.
I could be wrong, and this is just a retelling of the OG, but I don't buy that one bit, especially when both the developers and part of the story say otherwise. Anyways, that's what I grabbed from this scene.
I cannot stop thinking about Cloud and Sephiroth jian bird symbolism.
A Jian bird is a mythical bird that possesses only one eye and one wing. We already see this in both Cloud and Sephiroth's Kingdom Hearts designs.
Another thing about Jian birds are that they are two halves of a whole, dark and light, yin and yang.
"These creatures are born imperfect, and they need to lean against each other and act as one in order to be able to fly. Their mutual dependence is eternal, lasting through death and rebirth."
This symbolism just SCREAMS Sefikura to me, like imagine the possibilities this has in store for the FF7R Trilogy.
And you know what they say, without their other half, someone is left feeling empty or should I say...hollow 👀
Headcanon that Cloud has a photography hobby and he sometimes goes around the Smash Mansion taking pictures. He mostly does it for fun, to relieve stress, or to spy on whatever the villains are doing.
He takes pictures of lots of things and captures a lot of unique aspects in his photographs. He says it is a hobby, but Byleth and Bayonetta are convinced that he's just taking pictures to get a good view of Sephiroth working out.
Consider the following headcanon that Luigi and Cloud Strife sometimes bond with each other over their questionable crushes. I'm imagining Luigi just gushing over every aspect of Bowser while Cloud is just silently sitting there questioning his entire existence.
Luigi:Bowser is such a softy~!
Cloud:*grumbling* mhhh hmm, yeah like falling in love with a giant turtle dragon is normal
Luigi:Mmh hmm, yeah but is falling in love with a fallen angel considered a sin? *smirking*
Cloud Strife:*lovestruck panic* I don't know IS IT!?
"°•☁️ And there you'd be
Shining brightly... ✨️☄️•°"
໒⦂ 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍.
synopsis. even when all is lost, withering or crumbling away into dust, the unwilling bond tugging them to one another, again and again, remains unyielding.
genre. angst
tw. violence, kinda manipulation but like- he’s right..
disclaimer. there were no suitable sefikura gifs so i made one myself. if you use it, don’t be an ass, credit.
sephiroth x cloud strife. ( could be seen as platonic too )
the blond’s shoulders shook with exhaustion, hands blistering beneath his worn out gloves as his breaths came out shallow — uneven. as though the very oxygen he breathed had been stripped from his lungs amidst the clashing of steel against steel.
meanwhile the man across from him, stood with an eerie, but predictable calm, bangs flowing in the frigid breeze as his fingers curled around the hilt of his blade, ready.
it was just like last time, and the time before that.. and the time before that. every fight was near identical; same beginning with an ending that was equally the same. the only thing different was the words exchanged.
cloud, however, had grown tired of repetition.
the buster sword, trembling in his grasp, finally sunk into the earth, or whatever remained of it, as the former SOLDIER held himself up with a shaky breath.
sephiroth, mildly confused, though it had not reached his features, lowered masamune to his side, curiosity flashing in his feline-like eyes. “giving up so soon.. cloud? that was the last thing i’d expected, certainly out of you.” came his quiet comment, a hum following. “are you reconsidering my offer, perhaps?”
his offer.. the blond remembered it clearly, it echoed continuously in his head, like a mantra, since it left his curled lips.
“cloud, lend me your strength..” the one winged angel had stated mere moments ago, outstretching his leather covered palm. “let us defy destiny.. together.”
on their previous encounters, the mercenary would have yelled before gathering himself for the end of the battle, once more to prove his nemesis wrong. but the fire in him, whatever continued to burn, at last, faded from dying embers to evaporating wisps of smoke. much like the ones that surrounded the horrifyingly beautiful swordsman standing inches away from him.
with all lost or on the verge of being lost, how was he expected to go on? to continue this life long war without end? a battle could be won and lost, but a war persisted and called for more battles without prevail.
such was this so-called destiny sephiroth wished for them to defy.
but the former infantryman was no fool. at least, he believed he wasn’t.
“i don’t.. need your comments, offers or pity, s-sephi.. roth..” cloud heaved out, shaking his head weakly, attempting to remove his weight from the broadsword he’d been leaning on. “let’s just f-finish this.. once and for all.”
except, even he knew it wouldn’t be once and for all. it never was.
the cherished and famed war hero of shinra always, always, no matter the circumstances, odds or how many times the buster sword was cleaved clean through him.. he never failed to return. like a cat with nine lives, he stayed true to those eyes of his.
cloud had lost nearly every person he held dear to his wounded heart — had almost all of them taken away from him while he simply stood by and watched. too late to have made even the slightest difference to prevent the cruel outcomes that befell his loved ones.
the only one that seemed to persist, despite it all.. was sephiroth, he realized.
whether as a taunt or a bitter reminder of his failures at ending him for good — maybe even both, the self proclaimed ruler of the planet came back time and time again to prove the mercenary wrong. regardless of how deep of a slash he’d put through him using his departed friend’s weapon.
sadly, it was the bitter reality cloud lived. who was to say his silver haired nemesis would not return a third time? perhaps even a fourth, fifth or sixth- maybe even a hundredth.
nonchalance seemed to flicker in those mako colored irises, lips curling into what could be perceived as a smirk, albeit feint. “i thought i would mention, as you seem more withdrawn than the previous battles we shared.” he stated lightly, drawing his hilt back into his signature stance. “i would not want to fight you if your heart was not wholly, and irrevocably in it, cloud.”
the spiky haired male narrowed his eyes, vision slightly blurred from his fatigue and confusion. “why.. should my condition matter to you? am i not allowed to be tired of whatever this is- of constantly having to reenact this fight??” he retaliated in a low hiss, wincing as he forced the weapon into a defensive hold.
“i never stated you were not allowed to feel burnt out from our repetitive battles.” the older spoke up softly, a contrasting gentleness to his cold blooded nature — the one that was seared into him. “in fact, i have given you a way out of this fate that we share, where our reunions end with our blades locked.” he added shortly after, chuckling quietly, albeit devoid of humor. “it is often always you, cloud, who turns to fighting, anyway, is it not?”
the boy in question felt his heart in his throat, pupils dilating just slightly before he gritted his teeth. he would not dare fall for the words he spoke again — would not allow himself to see sephiroth as anything short of a villain. it was just so like him to say, anyway, twisting his actions to make him feel remorse.
tightening his grasp on the broadsword he held, cloud took a staggered step towards the taller. “don’t you dare give me that shit, you have ruined everything for me!” he shouted back, a bubbling rage surfacing in him the more he eyed the man across from him. “you’re insane to think i would believe a word you say! i know better than to trust someone who wouldn’t think twice about destroying and redesigning me into his own fucked up image!”
how could he not do that? all the things sephiroth said and expressed — it had all amounted to harnessing the sorrow, agony, hatred.. and that burning rage born from the town — his home, that had been scorched to ash and rebuilt as though it had never happened.
all for the purpose of pushing cloud to the very edge of despair, to pull him in deeper into the cold, dark waters. far away from the surface- from any source of warmth or light that wasn’t the flames on that fateful evening.. and into his everything.
a solemn smile seemed to replace the faltering smirk sephiroth sported as he let out another hum. “i am many things, cloud, but a liar.. is not one of them.” he answered lowly, eyes darkening. “you were rejected from SOLDIER five years ago due to sensitivity to mako. you were weak, incompetent and would have likely died on the field, had you been enlisted as you were.”
the younger of the two seemed to blink as he gripped his claymore tighter, glowering at the male he once idolized. if only that boy knew what his hero would become. “s-stop talking.” it came out stuttered, quieter, than he wished for it to. “you don’t know anything about me.”
“oh but i do, cloud.” he continued, anyway, stalking towards him. “i know everything there is to know. the things you cannot remember, the things you choose not to remember.. even things you do not know about yourself.” the teal eyed male went on, returning his sword to his side. “your strength now is more than it was that day in nibelheim. five years soaking in mako, injected with my cells has made you my equal.” he muttered, watching as the sapphire eyed mercenary trembled not in fear.. but in a nurtured, channeled fury.
it pleased sephiroth greatly, like an artist gazing upon his greatest work, as he appeared behind the blond mercenary, faster than any lightning materia could strike.
while the last of the strife family was still processing his position, the long haired male leaned in closely, curling his lips in a mild amusement. “my will and every desire, as well as my aspirations.. they run through your veins and call out to me- yearn to be one with me. you cannot resist the pull of the reunion, that undeniable need to find the one that tugs your strings.” he whispered into his ear, silver locks spilling over his battered shoulder armor. “what would you be without me, if not a weak, dejected infantryman with crushed dreams in becoming a SOLDIER?”
cloud stood there, frozen in his place despite the mixture of feelings he felt and had planned to pour into every slash he would deliver this time on his adversary.
what would he have been, truly, if not for sephiroth? if not for the horrors he had been through to get to this point?
his head lowered in shame, breaths coming out uneven at the realization as the buster sword dropped from his grasp. “i-i’m not.. i refuse to be any of what you say..”
“oh, but you were, cloud. no matter how many ways you paint the story in your head, however narrative you use to retell it.. your origins are embedded in you, unchanging.. as are my own.” the swordsman clad in leather spoke, placing a hand on his bare, quivering shoulder. “fret not, cloud, for you have gained strength in your suffering, have you not?” he mused out, feeling the other tense beneath his touch.
he had grown and gotten more powerful, yes..
“but i lost everything.” he whispered in a voice so broken from it all, unlike the harsh one that he’d been using as he felt his eyes gloss over with tears; ones that dared not leak in his wake.
..though at what cost?
sephiroth seemed to hum at the crack in whatever stability remained in cloud’s tone, smoothing a hand over his arm, soothingly. “that is the price of strength, cloud. do you think i became the way i am by design?”
other than the propaganda that painted his old role model and the version he came to know now, the spiky haired merc.. knew near nothing of him.
the taller took his silence as a sign to proceed, placing the back of the other’s hand into his palm. “my childhood was spent in a laboratory. those who raised me, the researchers of shinra.. were not pleased with how i was born- what i was born with. they wished for more, to construct and remodel me into that which i am today.” he explained, feeling the blond go completely still.
a mere breath away from his ear, sephiroth parted his lips again to finish. “the famed war hero which you idolized in your youth.. was in reality, a perfectly crafted monster all along, dressed under the guise of an angelic-like grace.”
the one winged angel.
cloud knew shinra wasn’t anything short of sick, having experimented on him as well as many others.. but to this extent?
“unlike you, however, i did not wish for this strength or for anything that was injected, slipped, disciplined or instilled into me.” he finished calmly, no longer fazed by what shattered him, so long ago now. “i did not ask for this destiny, either.. to have to die at your hands repeatedly and be rejected each time by the lifestream. but alas, i have been chosen for this, and to guide you, cloud, as my other half, whenever you lose your way.” the silver haired male finished, raising his free hand to wipe his fresh tears. “so whenever you lose your reason and purpose, i will always be here to gift you a new one. weep not, cloud, for this dynamic is what binds us together.”
he was sure he’d heard something like that somewhere before, and not long ago.
“that which binds us together would be no more.” cloud recalled hearing him say, after the detonation of mako reactor one, amidst the fiery destruction, and his fragile state of mind. “and i would be loath to live in such a world.”
sephiroth had said that about the planet’s annihilation — a result of shinra’s carelessness and abuse of mako as an energy source.
his intentions were in regards to saving the world, but his methods — his vision.. it was flawed- fogged by his resentment for what everyone had done to him.
the self proclaimed first class SOLDIER wondered, would he, too, have reached that point — sephiroth’s point — had he not directed his drive and deplorable feelings into putting an end to him?
his head lowered in shame as he felt his breath catch in his throat. “if i knew strength would mean hurting — bringing death to everyone around me, then i would have never wanted it to begin with.” cloud willed himself to answer, flashes of his most cherished ones appearing in his mind. his mother, zack.. the late avalanche members..
he couldn’t keep doing this. his promise to tifa could barely be kept as it was. how could he be certain she would not be next? or even aerith, now?
sephiroth brought his chin to his shoulder, closing whatever proximity remained between their bodies as he lifted his chin up with his thumb. “it is not too late, cloud, to defy the destiny that has been written out against our will and knowing.” he encouraged in a gentle tone, resting his thumb so close to the corner of the merc’s bottom lip. “your beloved friends could be safe, the suffering would cease and we would stop our never ending fights. all you have to do, is lend your strength to me.. as the only one on this caving world who has endured similar suffering to your own and understands it best.”
ocean hues flashed like those of a deer in headlights, an involuntary shiver dancing down his spine.
to give into sephiroth..? the one thing he had been avoiding, suppressing himself- that part of him from doing.
and yet..
“what.. would i have to do?” cloud asked before he could stop himself from his curiosity, to which the former hero smiled.
“don’t worry, it’s a simple thing.” he assured, stepping around the other to be at his side as he slid his hand into his before gazing up at the sky. “you have gone against me time and time again, to which the cycle of us fighting has reiterated.” the one winged angel stated, trailing his slitted eyes down to the spiky haired hero beside him. “that leaves us with one method not yet attempted.”
partnership.
“what will it be,” sephiroth asked, squeezing his hand. “cloud?”
the former SOLDIER- no, infantryman, gazed down upon their intertwined hands, which he somehow did not reject as he let his words sink.
what would it be, indeed..
his lips pulled tightly together, and finally, he lifted his eyes to meet those of his greatest foe- who waited patiently, calmly, for his response.
one thing was for certain, cloud wouldn’t be able to stop himself from whatever left his lips in that moment.
cloud could only hope the right choice spilled passed his tainted appendages.
notes. the way i die off and come back to write the most fucked up shit ever.. anyways they have had me on a bad chokehold for DAYS. literally i am not ok. who let square make them this fucked up.. regardless, this is different from what i post- i don’t typically do ship writing any longer, so i hope it was decent!
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you have no idea the therapeutic effect i'm getting from doing this
this is it. this is the chapter that makes me vibrate with excitement at 9.9 on the richter scale and also makes me want to hide under a rock like a bug until someone comes to tell me how it’s been received.
if, as i do, you like seeing Sephiroth frolic in fields and interact positively with animals (and also with Cloud), you may enjoy this fic.
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Chapter summary: Blue petals, green leaves, and a tiny gold sun.
Their journey takes them back to the coast in the last long hot days of summer, to a large town with a similarly large sea monster problem. The houses here are plastered in pale peach and yellow, their roofs made of terracotta tiles that fit together like the scales of a giant fish. Steep, ruddy hillsides scattered with hardy scrubs and firs; bleached pebble beaches; buildings, all drawn together by the warm glow of the sun at its zenith.
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Not strictly a Sefikura Week entry, but I managed to cover 5/7 prompts in this chapter, and have been living in a very happy sefikura daze this week while editing.