#masamune fic

[bardic-tales]

Title: Masamune

Pairing: Bianca Moore(f!OC) / Sephiroth

Other Characters: Cloud Strife, Barret Wallace, Tifa Lockhart, and Red XII

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 1420

Fandom: Final Fantasy VII

Setting: FF VII OG, North Crater

Warnings: Abandonment, blood, body horror, child death (illusion), combat, corruption, dark magic, death, delusions, despair, distorted reality, graphic violence, hallucinations, hypothermia, injury, intense pain, main character death, manipulation, mental torment, mutilation, power struggle, psychosis, psychological abuse, self-mutilation, supernatural horror, torture, trauma, violence, weaponry.

Summary: In the frigid North Crater, Bianca and Sephiroth face off against Cloud and his companions in a chaotic battle.

Squared Filled: Masamune

Created for: Sephiroth Week hosted by @week-of-silver-winds

Author's Note: As always, please read over my warnings, since I list the general themes, too, in case there is any content that may be uncomfortable to my reader. This one features a battle and I can get somewhat descriptive in battle scenes.

Also, please be aware that there is a spoiler in here. I typically write with the OG FF7 events, but this spoiler can spoil Rebirth, too. So, please keep that in mind if you haven't finished Rebirth.

EXCERPT:

As she descended, she hovered just above the ground beside him. Her dark wings fanned out. Indigo and black feathers blended with the surrounding shadows.

“Sephiroth!” Cloud growled, as he stepped forward with the Buster Sword drawn. His knuckles whitened as he gripped the hilt. “We’re taking you down!”

“Ah, Cloud. Such futile defiance.” Sephiroth sounded almost bored, while Bianca’s crimson-painted lips — the colors of Sephiroth’s favorite roses growing wildly outside of Kalm — curled upward into a sardonic smile. “You will only meet the same fate as others who dared to stand against us and Mother.”

The battle would be chaotic.

Below her, the icy winds of the North Crater howled around her, the harsh cold bit at exposed skin, reminding Bianca that they would have to finish this battle and finish it quickly, as her trade off for her ice powers was being more susceptible to hypothermia than an average human.

Snow whipped through the air, obscuring the jagged landscape, but she still saw Sephiroth remaining still and unperturbed. His argent hair flowed behind him like a river of moonlight, while his eyes glowed with a luminous intensity.

As she descended, she hovered just above the ground beside him. Her dark wings fanned out. Indigo and black feathers blended with the surrounding shadows.

Before them stood Cloud Strife and his companions: Barret, Tifa, and Red XII, their faces set in grim determination. Behind them lay the shattered remains of the path each had forged. Bianca could feel the desperation and grief wafting off of them like a delicious perfume. Aerith’s death still hung heavy in the air like a mournful wail, fueling the party’s resolve and Bianca’s strength.

“Sephiroth!” Cloud growled, as he stepped forward with the Buster Sword drawn. His knuckles whitened as he gripped the hilt. “We’re taking you down!”

“Ah, Cloud. Such futile defiance.” Sephiroth sounded almost bored, while Bianca’s crimson-painted lips — the colors of Sephiroth’s favorite roses growing wildly outside of Kalm — curled upward into a sardonic smile. “You will only meet the same fate as others who dared to stand against us and Mother.”

“Bastard!” Cloud lunged forward, leading the charge. The Buster Sword clashed with Masamune in a shower of sparks, the sheer force of the impact reverberating through the air.

Sephiroth met each strike with an effortless parry, almost as if he was dancing with Cloud’s attacks. Each moment was graceful yet brutal, as the moonlight shone down upon them, making Masamune’s blade gleam with ebony and silver.

As she saw Tifa darting in from the side with her fists glowing with the energy of one of her last attacks, Bianca’s wings flared. Bianca raised her hand to the sky, channeling her dark energies before a swirling vortex appeared from the darkened clouds before the tornado’s funnel touched the ground. The dark wind lashed out at Tifa, engulfing her in swirling snow and blackness before sending the woman sprawling across the icy ground.

“Stay out of this, girl!” Barret roared, raising his gun-arm and unleashed a hail of bullets at Bianca. She was already in the air and on the move and twisted to the side to evade the bullets as an eerie silence surrounded her. Her wings left a trail of darkness in her wake, feeding on the vitality of the frozen air and their enemies below. She landed with a silent thump behind Barret.

“You should have turned back when you had the chance,” Bianca whispered, so softly, but her voice carried her deadly promise. Tendrils erupted from her back, writhing in the air as they pierced they pierced the leader of AVALANCHE.

Barret screamed in horror as his vision blurred. The world distorted around him until it twisted into the nightmarish visage of Marlene, bleeding and broken. His baby girl lay on the snow before him. Her brown eyes stared up lifelessly at Barret while her hair dripped with gore. Her blood was a sharp contrast between the purity of the snow and the gruesome horror of a child laying dead.

“Marlene!” Barret sobbed as he fell to his knees before Marlene and held her to his chest. The fleshy tendrils attached to Bianca continued to pulsate and pump its visions into the rowdy man.

As Sephiroth withdrew Masamune. Cloud’s blood dripped off the point and onto the ground. “Let me remind you of that pain five years ago. Pain that you will never forget.”

Cloud gritted his teeth, staggering back, but Tifa sprang to his side, unleashing a powerful uppercut aiming at Sephiroth’s chin. The attack grazed him, but he stepped back just another to avoid the brunt of the blow. Sephiroth’s eyes narrowed.

As Tifa prepared for another strike, Bianca vanished in a blur, reappearing beside the other woman in an instant. Swiftly, she grasped Tifa’s wrist, wrenching it back with a satisfying snap. Using the momentum, Bianca twisted sharply, threw Tifa off-balanced, and sent her to the ground once more.

Without hesitation, Bianca wiggled her fingers, conjured a warding around herself and Sephiroth. The star-drenched barrier surged into existence, shimmering with the cosmos to endure any incoming attacks.

“Barriers won’t save you!” Cloud shouted, leaping back into the fray. He unleashed his power, his sword movements becoming a blur of strikes aimed at both Sephiroth and Bianca.

With a single look at Sephiroth, she released the barrier. He surged forth with a single fluid motion, blocking Cloud’s frenzied blows, as he deflected each strike with deadly accuracy. He countered with a sudden thrust of the Masamune, piercing through the blond man’s defenses. The blade carved a shallow cut along Cloud’s cheek before being drawn back. The long, slender length still dripped with blood.

“Still clinging to life?” Sephiroth mocked.

Bianca descended beside Sephiroth now. She closed her eyes, concentrated, and distorted the forms of Sephiroth and herself into multiple phantoms. Each copy mimicked their moves and powers. The illusions advanced on Cloud’s group. Their shimmering forms added confusion and dread.

However, Red XIII and his sense of smell caught her off guard. With a snarl, flames encircled his jaws as Nanaki barreled forward, aiming at Bianca. Her wings snapped outward in a powerful beat, sending a corrupting wind toward him, but he leapt through it.

As Nanaki’s fangs sank into Bianca’s leg, a sharp, burning pain shot up her limb. The sensation amplified by the heat of the flames licking at the beast’s jaws. The bite was quick but deep, tearing through muscle and grazing bone before Nanaki pulled back.

The wound bled immediately. Dark crimson rivulets poured from the jagged punctures, staining the icy ground beneath her. The blood glistened in the faint light of the crater. The pain radiated through her leg in waves. It twisted into something darker as the corruption in her veins — her father’s influence — stirred inside of her, feeding off the injury. She clenched her teeth. Her breath was ragged for a moment, as she struggled to keep her balance. Her wings beat furiously to steady herself before her regeneration created a small patch of flesh over the puncture marks.

The rage flared within, mingling with the agony as her skin patched itself. Her eyes glowed with intensity as she turned towards the creature. The edges of her vision blurred with darkness as she channeled the pain from her regeneration into Noctemaris, the demonic tachi. She would make Nanaki suffer for daring to wound her.

Sephiroth’s eyes flicked towards Bianca, a brief feeling of concern burnt deep within the bright gaze, but she ignored it. They both gave each other a subtle nod. Without hesitation, Bianca flew upright into the sky, twirling until she reached the correct height. Blood rained down upon them as the wound still continued to heal. She folded her wings against herself and dove towards the ground.

Striking the craggy floor with Noctemaris, cracks opened from the point where the sword penetrated the Earth. The Lifestream tried to surge to protect itself, but Noctemaris’ shadow-tinged arc sent out a shock wave that rippled outward from Bianca, forcing Cloud’s group to scatter.

As the dust and snow settled, Sephiroth stepped forward. His leather boots crunching on the ground and Masamune gleamed in his hand.

“You are nothing but insects struggling against the inevitable,” Sephiroth murmured to the group before him. Sephiroth murmured to the group before him, his voice filled with certainty. “And here, in this place, you shall finally understand despair.”

Her gaze lingered on Sephiroth and Masamune. The blade was awe-inspiring: beautiful, with the silver contrasting against the black metal.

“For you, Sephiroth, I’ll tear this world apart,” she whispered, her voice carrying with it the weight of her dark promise to the man she now viewed as a mate and a god. Her gaze lingered on the Masamune as if it were a sacred relic.

This battle is far from over, Bianca thought. But in North Crater’s frozen heart, the power of Sephiroth’s weapon and her loyalty were undeniable. The world would tremble before them, as they would make sure that the world — and the Omniverse — would experience its rebirth.

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[lady-lazagna]

“Tsubasa and Yu missed out on Gan Gan Galaxy’s victory celebration; the rest of their team can’t just let that slide, can they?”

My piece for @constellationsbeybladezine !!

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[and-then-she-died-tm]

I HAVE A QUESTION FOR THE IKESEN FANDOM

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[yonezawacastle]

brittle (1/?)

Pairing(s): background Masamune/MC (here named Aya)

This is an excerpt from an unfinished fic I wrote purely for myself, in which the Oshu family adds a tiny new member, thanks to an injudicious act of compassion by Masamune. Things...don't go smoothly.

I've never liked my own writing. I am trying to be less of a perfectionist in the coming year, however, so forcing myself to finally put something longer than a sentence or two out there is part of my commitment to that. Anyway.

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The girl’s name means stop. 

This fact bothers Masamune sometimes, when he’s sifting through his papers, and finds the word among the plans and correspondence. The girl’s name is written only in hiragana --とめ -- but the implication of the name, the character that crosses his desk every so often and never fails to stop him, is plain as day given the girl's personal history.

The character 止 carries no trace of softness. It is stiff and unyielding lines, the rightmost stroke an arm stretched in prohibition. Unwanted. Forbidden. No.

It suggests an unwished child, and Masamune knows all about being unwished. 

After all, his eyes are much like her own.

“It’s actually a common enough name,” Aya tells him one night in his annex kitchen, his wife's back to him as she chops vegetables for their dinner. “A lot of families will call their daughter that, if they don’t want any more children. Especially if they have one too many mouths to feed.” 

But Tome had been born to a samurai family. 

_________

In one sense, he must admit, the girl’s name is suitable.

Tome is a brittle, sticklike figure, her bones sharp and prominent in places where Aya insists there ought to be a peachy softness. There is a faintly skeletal quality to the six-year-old, something wholly insubstantial, and sometimes Masamune feels that if he breathes too hard, she might blow away. 

The greatest stiffness, though, is in the way she regards them, in the fragile quiet that suggests she is all too used to being shattered.

Watchful, Kojuro calls her. Both men know this is a polite gloss on afraid. 

(“We rescued her, Masa,” Shigezane says to him once. “Even if we had to make her a hostage to do it.” Masamune watches the uneasy set of the girl’s shoulders beneath Aya’s hands and wonders if they’d rescued her from anything.) 

These first months have made him awkward and clumsy. Masamune has never loved his own body, and now he feels there is too much of it altogether: standing near the girl feels more like looming, and on the vanishingly rare occasions that Tome finds the courage to reach for him, one of his hands easily swallows both of hers. 

“Bend down when you talk to her,” hisses Shigezane in his ear. “Kids like it when you get on their level.” 

He has felt less menacing on the battlefield.

[shouts-into-the-void]

Hey, new Yashita fanfic because I have decided writing from Mashita's POV gives me a great opportunity to wax poetic about Yashiki lol

[xxsycamore]

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[Ikesen x OC series]

Hana takes the gang to the beach. She wants the Sengoku warlords to enjoy a little bit of summer in modern day Japan.

I think I'm gonna draw a lot about the lords having fun in modern Japan.

╰(*´︶`*)╯Masamune, Ieyasu and Mitsunari is my favourite trio in Ikesen.

Btw, according to the plot of my Ikesen x OC fic, the lords who go to modern Japan along with Mai are Shingen (Mai and Shingen are a couple already), Sasuke, Masamune, Ieyasu and Mitsunari. I'm not good art writing and creating plots so I need to limit the number of the characters. 😭😭😭 You can see more my Ikesen x OC art with the hashtag #kan oc or #kan fic

However, I will sometimes draw the other lords in modern Japan. If you have any ideas or requests, feel free to DM me.

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[blackink-onpaper]

The Descend and the Resurface

Damian Hart (Beyblade) x OC

Summary: OC comes from a complex background, and in the midst of trying to save it all and help her family she enters a strange arrangement, which will change her life forever.

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Tags: Beyblade, Beyblade Metal Masters, Jack, Damian, OC, Gingka Hagane, team Starbreaker, team Gan Gan Galaxy, Zeo Abyss, dr. Ziggurat, Hades Inc.

A/N: (ambience suggestion) this chapter and the next will go along with the canon storyline, for this chapter watch Beyblade Metal Masters episode 94 and 95 if you like, it’s available on youtube!

Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! :)

Chapter 17

“Have dr. Carlisle ready as soon as we land” I heard Ziggurat dictate to his assistant when I opened the door, while the paramedics were trying to calm down whimpering and shuddering Jack. I quickly closed the door behind me, and saw that on the other daybed in the room Zeo was also laying down and looking pale, recieving an IV in his left arm. Damian was standing beside dr. Ziggurat while he kept on instructing his assistant and paramedics, but didn’t seem too phased by the whole thing. Actually, he was grinning as usual. I walked over to Zeo first, seeing as there was a crowd around Jack:

“Zeo, you did it!” I smiled at him as he opened his eyes:

“Hey” he smiled back. Jack’s sounds became especially concerning, and I glanced at him over my shoulder:

“He’s in strain shock” Zeo grunted as he tried to sit up: “The same thing happened to me too, just less severe”

“Shock as in disbelief?” I was confused

“When you’re doing the Arrangements, and then you push yourself to the absolute limit you either faint, become sick or have a seizure because your body is so exhausted.” he explained as Damian walked over to our side of the room.

“What happened out there?” Zeo asked him as he came closer: “Is Gingka’s power that strong? I don’t remember this from the briefings?”

“Ryuga showed up and demolished the stadium.” Damian said simply: “Jack put up a good fight though, but obviously of no use other than data collection.”

“Ryuga?!” Zeo gave up on trying to sit: “At least something…”

“Damian, come with me” Ziggurat said as he walked out without even looking at us, probably not even aware I entered the room in the first place, as the door closed behind his assistant.

“I should get going.” Damian smirked at me, a power-hungry gleam in his eyes.

“Good luck, Damian” I smiled at him

“Is that all?” His smirk lifted into a malicious grin: “No kiss for good luck?” I rolled my eyes jokingly and leaned in to kiss him. Zeo didn’t see this because his eyes were shut, so he sighed again:

“Damian will you leave her al-“ he stopped when he opened his eyes to the scene in front of him. We broke off the kiss; Damian’s Chesire cat grin almost entitling him to the World Championship cup immediately. Zeo’s face was stuck in absolute shock, his irises and pupils almost nowhere to be seen:

“What the actual fuck?!” He blurted out just as he met my glance.

“I told you I’d get a girlfriend before you” Damian glanced at him sideways, mockingly and condescending, then winking at me before walking out the door. As the door closed shut behind Damian’s white cape, Zeo’s face remained the same, stuck on me. I smiled awkwardly, just about to say something when Jack chipped in from behind me:

“I know I recieved some nasty drugs right now… but did I just see Damian and Camila share a tender moment?” He said in a slow, drowsy voice.

“Sorry guys I didn’t know when to tell you, with the tournament and-“

“Camila I haven’t been this shocked in my entire life - is this a prank?” Zeo interrupted me, sounding borderline outraged, but still confused enough not to get angry.

“No it’s not” I put my hand on his shoulder: “I was really going to tell you.”

“I don’t know what shocks me more…” Jack spoke up again, sounding as if he was both drunk and overdosed: “…you and Damian together; this happening in the few days you were with us; or how you went from a guy like Julian to Damian.”

“Man, Camila I didn’t even get to understand how to pronounce your last name and you’ve just done something I thought was literally impossible” Zeo burst out laughing, making me sigh in relief because I thought he was angry with me: “I mean, does Damian even have a heart to steal?”

Jack sighed out a few ‘ha ha-s’ because he was probably about to fall alseep, and I also chuckled, but mostly at Jack: “He does… I think” I winked at him, and he snorted in response:

“Camila if Damian - okay I can’t believe I’m saying this - but if he can make you happy; I wish you all the best. I’m just worried because I haven’t ever seen him show some…”

“Remorse, empathy…” Jack sighed from behind again, his eyes half closed:

“Yeah” Zeo just nodded before taking a short pause: “I didn’t even know he knew how to kiss a girl, gosh” he joked again

“Ah don’t worry, I had to teach him” I joked back: “Well, I’ll get going now I can’t be late.” I turned around to leave, and switched on the television broadcast of the match for the boys so they could watch as well, before ultimately reaching the door.

“Thanks Camila, cheer loud!” Zeo added over Jack’s medium-pitch snoring.

I was back on my seat just in time: the stadium had been repaired and Ziggurat changed the room in which he was in because the staff took away the broken glass. Mentally, I was preparing myself for the next battle. Gingka was a tough, tough opponent, but I’ve been with Julian every step of the way until this championship, and his two losses against Damian prove that his power is truly fearsome.

“Buckle up, the final match is about to start!” The presenter commanded the immediate attention of every man, woman and child in thr stadium, perhaps even globally as well. The crowd echoed in chants for the USA, and even though it felt very alien to do so myself, I also shouted along.

“All the way from Japan, it’s Gan Gan Galaxy; our main man Gingka is steppin’ up!” I clapped as a sign of respect for Gingka and his team, but with my hands lowered just in case Ziggurat was watching me like his team apparently had in the battle against Excalibur.

The American presenter announced as Damian stepped out from the tunnel: “And from the USA and representing our own team Starbreaker; dressed for success it’s Damian!” I clapped, whistled, chanted and almost dropped my phone when he came out. Watching him both live and on the displays just made me feel so giddy inside, I just couldn’t help blushing at how handsome he is.

“Get ready to be blown right out of the stadium!” Gingka yelled as he rushed towards the dome, but Damian just chuckled at what he said with just a casual stride. Once there, there was a warriors’ glare moment between the two, until a cold wind of purple energy swirled from Damian’s direction. The purple energy seemed to take the form of Cerberous, with Damian’s chuckle as it’s theme melody.

“Beyblade is something you get stronger at by using your own power and by training over and over again!” Gingka yelled out, which evidently threw Damian off of his intentions. “The world championships are not some science fair for your doctor buddy’s experiments! It’s a place for Bladers to give it everything they’ve got! This is a place for Bladers to meet and find out who’s skills are the best and who has true Bey spirit!”

I don’t know Gingka personally, but I am somewhat familiar with his personality through Julian and watching previous matches, and this is definitely the most upset I’d ever seen him; he rarely yells and now he just shouted out an entire monologue, seemingly about the Arrangement system. I’m not sure how he found out about it, but I also kind of thought his reaction was unnecessary because all of the Bladers at that Academy chose to be there in the first place, and volunteered themselves to work with Ziggurat, but I also understand his point because I would also be upset if I worked hard for years only to go against someone who gets a treatment to get the same results.

“If you say so, Blabbermouth! Like I care, let’s do this!” Damian yelled back, promptly ushering the countown and ‘let it rip’ moment. Upon launch, the Beys circled the stadium before Gingka delivered the first attack, causing a minor explosion with a lot of smoke. Damian didn’t move a muscle as Pegasus was the one flying. From the sky, Pegasus delivered another blow and causing another explosion, continuously striking Kerbecks again and again.

“He’s really goin’ for it!” A small boy seated behind me said with a sweet, Southern accent that made me smile. Damian answered the presenter’s question about if Kerbecks is being affected by the attacks by unleasing a golden burst of energy that send Pegasus flying again. This made me wonder: Damian’s power aura is sometimes gold, and sometimes purple, whereas other Beys usually have just one colour. It’s probably just a sign of some dual type of strength, or a quirk, but I decided to pay more attention to this in the future.

“Now it’s my turn, Blabbermouth!” Damian shouted as Kerbecks increased it’s running and spinning speed: “Kerbecks isn’t just about defence and stamina, did you forget that?” He asked rhetorically while hitting Pegasus left and right repeatedly.

“Oh man, what’s happening here?!” Gingka asked, confused and a bit helplessly, against the forceful blows Kerbecks kept giving

“The doctor did not only draw out my hidden talents with the Arrangement” Damian purred: “The scientists at HD Academy are the best! They developed the strongest Bey just for me, wasn’t that nice of them? Kerbecks was created to syncronise completely with my talents, which were drawn out to their absolute highest limit by the Arrangement! Making it do whatever I wish is simple for me! You don’t stand a chance, Blabbermouth!”

I snorted at the nickname Damian is evidently campaigning for Gingka, I already see the American news headlines picking it up.

“Oh yeah? What’s this Arrangement? What’s this synchronisation? Are you really proud to become stronger because of power given to you by someone else?! Do you even have any fun with Beyblade?!” Gingka absolutely snapped at the last question

“Have fun?” Damian tilted his head: “I don’t understand what that means? Do you do Beyblade because you enjoy it?”

My ears perked up at this part of the conversation, somehow my intuition was telling me a much sadder story was behind Damian’s answer. Beyblade was always meant to be fun for the Blader, at least in the beginning, but Damian just said he was chosen to do it. I made a mental note to talk to him about it later, while Damian called Hades Drive, chuckling as the flames burst out of the ground.

“Pegasus!!!” Gingka shouted to his Bey, but Damian was having much too much fun: “you’re weak, aren’t you now?”

[yonezawacastle]

She remembers two colors from that first winter in Oshu.

One is the endless expanse of white that veiled the fields and mountains for months on end.

The other is the crimson blush that stained Masamune's cheeks when he first asked her to share the warmth of his own bed.

[chips-and-vodka]

HC that Takano and Ritsu went on to become legally registered partners 5 years down the road. A close cousin of Ritsu was going through a messy divorce and none of the parents wanted to keep the only toddler they had between them. The editor pair surprisingly showed favour in adopting the child- and he turned out to be a bishounen with a flourishing career in modelling during his high school years.

[mysterious-prophetess]

With FF 7 Rebirth out, I thought I'd repost a link to this oldie, but a goodie piece of crack!

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After finishing off batch of MT's, yet another MT ship lands but the opponent that arrives this time is something- someone rather different than expected for Noctis and his friends.

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In which the Chocobros meet Sephiroth