#oc: bianca moore: ff

[bardic-tales]

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Bianca's Ashen Rebirth ability was inspired by a caterpillar emerging from a chrysalis as a beautiful butterfly. It is supposed to symbolize death and renewal.

Read more about this ability below.

Content Warning: death, destruction, existential crisis, fire, fragility, loss, mortality, pain, rebirth, regeneration, sacrifice, self-destruction, transformation, trauma, and vulnerability

Ashen Rebirth is an ability that embodies Bianca’s connection to the delicate balance between death and rebirth, which is what she symbolizes. When mortal danger brings her to the brink of death, her body instinctively responds with a burst of ethereal, phoenix-like flames. As her form is consumed by fire, she is reduced to a cloud of shimmering, otherworldly ashes.

These ashes aren’t mere remnants of a broken body. They are the very essence of her spirit, laced with protective magic and dispersed to nearby secure locations. It is here the ashes will patiently await the long process of renewal. Like a butterfly trapped within the confines of a chrysalis, Bianca’s soul rests within the ashes, as it draws ambient energy to fuel her regeneration. Her rebirth is a slow and intimate journey. Each step rebuilds her draconic phoenix hybrid form from the inside out.

As the weeks stretch into months, Bianca’s essence is reshaped in stages, each moment of rebirth refining her abilities and reinforcing her indomitable will. Though the cycle is grueling and fraught with vulnerability, once complete, Bianca emerges from the ashes like a celestial being unfurling its wings for the first time.

The majestic transformation of her draconic phoenix hybrid form represents the culmination of her resilience. It’s an intricate dance of celestial light and demonic fire. However, the toll of such a rebirth is not without consequence. While her new form grants her unparalleled power, there is a weakness to it. When she transitions back to her humanoid state, she is left drained, fragile, and vulnerable for a brief period.

Ashen Rebirth is a reminder that even in her most powerful state, Bianca’s journey is one of constant change. Her journey shows every triumph demands sacrifice and every transformation comes with its own risks.

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Abilities: Humanoid: Celestial-Infernal

Umbra Ascension is Bianca’s ultimate celestial power, allowing her to bring about the complete destruction and rebirth of the Omniverse through the force of a kilonova. In this transformation, her wings become vast, cosmic extensions of both darkness and light, as they blend her celestial and infernal powers into one cataclysmic event. Once unleashed, it irreversibly triggers the end of everything in existence and followed by the creation of a new Omniverse, shaped entirely by Bianca’s will.

Umbra Ascension represents the apex of Bianca’s existence, a final power that she can only invoke once, as its effects reshape all of creation. This ability channels the raw, unfathomable energy of a kilonova, an astronomical event capable of obliterating entire dimensions: a neutron star merging with a black hole. Bianca is not merely an observer of this cosmic destruction, but she is the catalyst. By initiating the collapse of reality, she wields the power to end the Omniverse itself. But the destruction isn’t the end. Instead, it sets the stage for her ultimate act of creation, giving her the ability to reshape everything that exists, all under her control.

Bianca must first enter a state of complete emotional detachment, aligning herself with the primordial forces of darkness and light. This requires the perfect balance between her celestial heritage and the demonic corruption within her. Her wings begin to absorb the surrounding darkness, crackling with chaotic energy. The air around her becomes heavy with an oppressive gravitational force, warping space and time as she ascends. Her eyes which now glow with cosmic power lock onto the center of the Omniverse, signaling the beginning of the end.

Once in flight, Bianca ascends to a point where she is beyond the reach of any physical or metaphysical realm, hovering at the apex of all reality. At this altitude, her wings expand to an almost infinite scale, spreading shadows that envelop every corner of existence. With a final, deliberate motion, she initiates the kilonova. Her body becoming the catalyst for the explosive fusion of celestial forces. The resulting collapse of all known matter and energy obliterates every universe, dimension, and plane in the Omniverse, triggering the event horizon of a new beginning. As her wings darken the skies, the darkness merges with the light, representing the duality within her nature.

As Umbra Ascension reaches its conclusion, Bianca finds herself suspended in the void left behind after the kilonova’s destructive force. With the Omniverse reduced to nothingness, Bianca alone holds the power to rebuild it as she sees fit. In this state, she can reshape reality, bending the laws of physics, time, and space to her will in the shape of a primordial singularity (a big bang).

NOTE: At this time, Bianca does not know how to use Umbra Ascension. Like most of her abilities and skills, she needs to train to hone their efficiency.

[bardic-tales]

Always scheming something.

Sephiroth: Reality is but a reflection of the unconscious mind. And in these places, the walls between worlds are thin and easy to push through. Soon, Bia, we will live in a place where no force on the Planet can separate us. No fate. No destiny. Only us. Together.

Bianca: What is the place, Seph?

Sephiroth: A world between worlds. A place that exists at the edges of the Lifestream. It's a place of endless possibilities and endless power. We will be alone. Just you and me. But it is not a place we can reach with your human vessel. I will transform you. You will be like me, and then we will go.

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[bardic-tales]

Title: Heaven

Pairing: Bianca Moore(f!oc) x Sephiroth

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 1384

Fandom: Final Fantasy VII

Warnings: Eroticism, intimacy, dominant/submissive themes, possessive dynamics, emotional vulnerability, references to past trauma

Summary: In the quiet solitude of their hidden cabin, Bianca and Sephiroth share an intimate bath, a moment of quiet devotion and unspoken understanding.

Author's Note: Sephiroth is a service dom in Fantasy Worlds Collide, even as the One-Winged Angel. His need for control is deeply intertwined with his desire to care for Bianca. This interpretation draws inspiration from the ending scene of the Nibelheim Incident, before Cloud’s infamous counterattack, where Sephiroth, despite his godlike presence, displayed a quiet, almost reverent focus on Jenova. That moment of intense devotion resonated with me, shaping how he approaches his bond with Bianca, not just as a dominant force, but as someone who finds fulfillment in tending to her needs, ensuring her well-being, and reinforcing their unbreakable connection.

💞🌹Happy Valentine’s Day to those who celebrate! Thank you for supporting Bianca and Sephiroth since I decided to share their story on Tumblr. I appreciate every one of you.

1.

The fire crackled softly in the corner of their secluded cabin. Its warmth gently mingled with the faint scent of vanilla and lavender. Bianca leaned back against the edge of the clawed bathtub set before the crackling black marble fireplace and felt the weight of her head settle on the porcelain. Her long, onyx hair cascading in wet waves around her. The tub was deep. Sephiroth had filled it with water infused with a few drops of vanilla, lavender, and milk. Droplets glided over her shoulders, drizzling down her breasts until meeting the surface of the white cloudy water. Rose petals floated on the top, occasionally bumping into her body. Tucked away in a corner of the North Crater, untouched by time, the cabin seemed far from the chaos of their lives. Here, it was just the two of them.

Sephiroth stood at the side of the bath. His imposing figure was a strange contrast to the intimate, peaceful atmosphere. His long silver hair hung loosely, parting in front of his cyan eyes. Those sharp cat-like irises watched her with an intensity that made her shiver��not from fear, but from the deep, possessive care he had for her.

No, Sephiroth never feared her. He was perhaps the only thing in Creation to accept her just as she was: a cosmic entity capable of doing great evil. The absence of his coat, pauldrons, and gloves left him bare from the waist up. His broad, muscular chest glistened as the flickering light of the candles swayed. His pecs were visible under the crisscrossing suspenders that held his large stomach guard in place. How many times had she traced the Shinra logo engraved into the black leather with her fingertips, feeling the groves and indents beneath her skin? His presence was a force in the room, but tonight, there was something softer, something quieter about him: a reverent and almost worshipful side that only Bianca had ever seen.

"Are you cold?" he asked, his voice smooth, carrying a subtle undercurrent of concern that only she could recognize.

Bianca didn’t answer at first. Instead, she closed her eyes, relishing the gentle pressure of the warm water against her skin. The bath seemed to soothe her, calm the frayed edges of her soul. How long had it been a long time since she had felt this vulnerable, this unguarded? Five years ago? In Nibelheim?

"No," she murmured, her voice low, almost a purr. "I’m fine, Seph." Her indigo eyes flicked up to him, meeting his intense gaze. "Just… stay with me."

A subtle twitch of his lips—the barest hint of a smile—was the only response before his hand reached down. He bent forward and curled his long fingers around her chin beneath the water. His touch, heavy with unspoken vows, pressed into her chest; a silent promise, a reminder of their shared destiny, her heart thrumming in a rhythm of belonging.

With a measured grace, Sephiroth knelt fully beside the tub. The defined muscles in his legs shifted beneath the tight, black fabric of his trousers. He never took his eyes off her as he reached for a soft black washcloth with silver embroidery, dipping it in the warm water, and slowly, almost deliberately, ran it over her bare skin.

The sensation of the cloth gliding over her was almost too much to bear: the warmth, the softness, and the intimacy of his touch, sending a rush of heat to her cheeks. Although his hands were always powerful, a new stillness and gentleness hung over them that night; they felt different. His hands moved with a tenderness that spoke of years spent understanding her soul, each touch acknowledging the unspoken burdens she carried.

His touch was slow and unhurried. Every movement of the washcloth was a caress, every stroke an act of devotion. He moved from her shoulders down her arms, tracing the curve of her collarbone with a tenderness that made her breath catch. His cyan eyes drifted to the swell of her breasts floating on the surface of the water: a heated gaze that told what he wanted in an intensity that words wouldn’t have been able to. The touch was possessive, a branding that marked her as his; the warm water, scented with lavender and vanilla, washed away the grime and the lingering chill of the harsh world.

“Bia,” he whispered, his voice low, the sound of her name falling from his lips like a prayer. It was a tone that he used for her: not Jenova, only her. “You are mine. I am glad you stopped pretending you aren’t.”

The words echoed in the room's silence, but it wasn’t just the words that mattered. The feeling was overwhelming: the weight of his touch, the quiet intensity of his gaze, and the way he made her feel both loved and utterly his. She shuddered, leaning into his touch. Her eyes fluttered closed, a sigh escaping her lips as she reveled in the warmth of his presence.

She felt him lean over her. His lips brushed against her warm skin, licking up the droplets of water from her neck. His breath warm against her ear, nipping the soft lobe with his teeth.

“Do you feel it, little bird? The bond between us?” His voice was a gentle murmur, but behind it lay a strength as solid as rock, a palpable power that emanated from him. “You are everything to me. When we finally open the path to the Promised Land, you will rule beside me and Mother.”

Bianca’s breath hitched. To her, his words were a sweet melody, filling her heart with commitment and hope. Like a warm embrace, they offered reassurance, unwavering affirmation, and a bond that wove them together, tighter than anything she had ever known; an unbreakable connection. In this moment, she felt the tug of their connection—a powerful force that transcended time and space, a warmth spreading through her chest, like a silent promise.

He dipped the washcloth again. This time, he slid it lower, the whisper-soft fabric gliding over her stomach, arousing her skin. His hands, large and steady, continued their meticulous work, their touch feather-light yet firm. Each motion was more intimate than the last. He washed her slowly and methodically, as if savoring the act of caring for her, taking pleasure in the simple intimacy between them.

Every accidental brush of his fingers or palm against her skin sent shivers of warmth through her, a heat far more intense than the fire’s glow or the hot water. It was him. It was always him. The man beneath the titles ignited in Bianca, a Celestial being, feelings she shouldn’t have known: a burning love, an overwhelming desire, and a wild, intoxicating loss of self.

“Sephiroth,” she whispered, her voice thick with a need that stirred deep inside her. Her hand rose. With a tremor in her fingers, she lightly touched his chest, her fingers brushing against the damp leather of his suspenders. A delicious tremor started deep within her, radiating slowly outward until her whole body was trembling, causing her thighs to clench tightly together. She moaned, then. “I can’t...”

But he didn’t relent to hear more. While washing her, he leaned down and brushed his lips lightly against the crown of her head. His touch was a paradox: simultaneously unyielding in its firmness and gentle in its caress. He didn’t need words to convey his devotion. His actions spoke louder than anything he could ever say.

Time seemed to slow down as each minute stretched into an eternity, each moment unfolding like a breathtaking and seemingly endless dream. As Bianca melted into his gentle care, she felt herself sinking deeper into the tranquil, secluded haven they had built together, a refuge from the outside world. The world outside was far away. Here, in this cabin, there were only the two of them. Without words, their bond was clear, a silent understanding woven into the fabric of their shared moments; it was present in the stillness between them, the intimacy of their touch, and the subtle dance of his movements.

The bath, the quiet, the warmth? These were all hers. They were his. Their fates written not in the stars, but in the fire of their love.

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[bardic-tales]

Tumblr Games: Writing Share Tag

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."

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🎨 icon and pin header by: @bardic-tales

👑 FF 7 RPer 👩‍🎨 he / him 🎬Final Fantasy

I am 21+. I'm an indie author who cowrites with @bardic-tales, who also goes by the name of Nicole or NL. Nicole is my wife.

As I am a closed RP account, I typically am not searching for any type of followers.

Adult Policy

I occasionally post adult material on this blog. It will always be hidden beneath a read more line. There will be smut. This will be between @bardic-tales and myself.

Ask Policy

I do allow anon asks. If I receive hate mail even one time, I block the account.

Headcanon Policy

We have very specific head canons for Bianca and Sephiroth. You can view all headcanons on @bardic-tales' blog under headcanons: fwc: ff.

Fandoms Policy

The fandoms I RP are just Final Fantasy 7.

As a RPer for FF7, @bardic-tales and I have chosen to use the events of the “FFVII: Last Order” anime as the basis for Sephiroth’s 'death'. This choice adds a deeper layer of tragedy to Bianca Moore’s story.

Also, please know that there will be spoilers for the Remakes (Remake and Rebirth) on this blog. Please read at your own discretion.

RP Policy

At the moment, other than @bardic-tales, I am not opened to RPing with anyone. All RP posts are tagged: #rp: fwc and take place in my passion project, Fantasy Worlds Collide.

Trigger Policy

There are plenty of triggers, since I RP as Sephiroth and his history is full of extremely sensitive material. There is no set era to Sephiroth, as we are dealing with a Multiverse.

Fantasy Worlds Collide:

Overview: a brief overview of important terms and characters in the world: fantasy worlds collide.

Important OC Links:

Bianca Moore - a character sheet that describes Bianca Moore. Bianca Moore is the protagonist in the RP.

ch: bianca moore - ff - any RP posts that feature @bardic-tales' Bianca Moore

ch: sephiroth - any RP posts that features Sephiroth.

rp: info - any information from Fantasy Worlds Collide that pertains to the rp.

Fantasy Worlds Collide Characters - @bardic-tales' Tumblr

Final Fantasy Characters - a list that details all of the OC characters for the Final Fantasy 7 fandom that exist in the FWC project.

Original Characters- a list that details all of the original characters that exist in the FWC project. This will only include characters that are not fanon characters, such as young Bianca from ages 1 - 20.

Sephiroth is a demisexual male who uses he/him pronouns. He is on the asexual spectrum. As the setting for this RP can very, he can sometimes have a god-complex and sadistically torture Cloud / his party, the teenager who is always questioning everyone about his mother 'Jenova', or the tired War Hero who just wants to be recognized as a normal person.

Love Interest

Bianca Moore, a fallen angel born to the Watcher Angel, Seraphine, and the demonic prince, Asmodeus, dropped into the Shinra Mansion from a cosmic rift—an entry point into a fate forever intertwined with Sephiroth's.

Bianca is RPed by @bardic-tales.

[bardic-tales]

Tumblr Games: Out of Context

Thank you so much for the tag, @aalinaaaaaa.

Rules: Give an out of context line from your WIP

For this, i wanted to share something from a one-shot I have been working on. Asmodeus is really fun to write, since he's always so over the top.

Content Warning: abuse, captivity, manipulation, possession, psychological torment

"A momentary rebellion," Asmodeus sneered. "A flicker before the flame consumes. She will bend. She will break. And when she does, you will witness the Omniverse’s rebirth at my hands. There is nothing you can do to prevent it, Sephiroth. She is mine."

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Bianca: (thoughts) I'm going to get that cat and give it a home.

Sephiroth: (thoughts) Stop adopting strays! We're going to turn our apartment into an animal rescue.

Bianca: (thoughts) Okay. I promise that I won't adopt anymore strays, Handsome.

Bianca: Tseng? Do you know anything about trapping cats?

After work:

As Sephiroth walked past a room in the Shinra building, he felt the dread of Bianca's intentions flooding back to him. "Oh no! She's not..."

He quickly went back to the door and threw it open, just in time to see his tiny consort holding a cat trap filled with treats, trying to lure a cat into it. He was too slow before she managed to shut the trap just in time for the cute kitten to be inside.

"BIA!"

[bardic-tales]

I come bearing asks!

6: What was your oc’s relationship with their parents like? If they didn’t have any parents/didn’t know them, who in their life was the closest to a parent to them?

7: Does your oc have any allergies, intolerances, or other sensitivities? How dangerous is it? Does this affect their daily life in any way?

Hello, Sea. Thanks so much for the gift of asks. lol. I hope you are having a wonderful day.

I fell in love with you because you loved me when I couldn’t love myself. -- Bianca Moore

For these series of questions, I am going to answer this for Bianca Moore, the protagonist of Fantasy World Collide, a fusion project that blends fandom with original content.

Content Warning: abuse, childhood trauma, cults, death (including the death of a loved one), emotional manipulation and neglect, grief, kidnapping, psychological abuse and manipulation, self-harm, torture, trauma, trauma bonding, and graphic violence

What was your oc’s relationship with their parents like? If they didn’t have any parents/didn’t know them, who in their life was the closest to a parent to them?

Bianca's relationship with Seraphine was once a source of comfort, a guiding voice within her mind that served as her moral compass. As a child, she would confide in Seraphine, treating her presence like an imaginary friend who reassured her during moments of fear and loneliness. Seraphine embodied warmth, wisdom, and unwavering faith, encouraging Bianca to embrace the light within her despite the darkness that loomed over her existence.

However, as Bianca's life spiraled into chaos and her celestial heritage was suppressed by the experiments of Hojo and Ravenscroft, and the influence of Jenova, Seraphine’s voice grew weaker. What was once an unwavering presence became a distant whisper, then an unbearable silence, as Jenova took her form and twisted her influence. The loving, guiding force that had once urged Bianca toward hope and redemption was distorted into a mockery, twisting Bianca’s deepest desires into something insidious.

Asmodeus, Bianca's true father, was an ever-present specter in her life, a figure of terror that haunted her dreams and, eventually, her reality. She never knew him in the way a child knows a father. There were no words of encouragement, no gentle hands. There was only the looming knowledge that he was out there, waiting. His influence manifested through the cult devoted to him, its members relentless in their pursuit to return her to him.

When they finally succeeded, when Asmodeus himself laid hands on her, he did not treat her as a daughter but as a possession. His cruelty was beyond physical. His words dripped with venom, reminding Bianca that she was his creation, that her resistance was futile, and that she was always destined to return to him. No matter how far she ran. The moment he skinned her alive, he stripped away the last remnants of the child who once believed she could escape him. From then on, Bianca trained to harness and embraced the celestial and demonic powers he had awakened in her, as Bianca knew that he would pop up in her life again. But her hatred for him never wavered.

David was the only father Bianca had ever truly known, and despite his reserved nature, she loved him deeply. He was never cruel, never unkind, but after Sarah’s death, something in him changed. He never once blamed Bianca outright, never spoke the words that she feared most, but in his silence, in the way he withdrew, she felt the accusation all the same. The warmth he once showed her became distant. His focus shifting from nurturing her to ensuring her survival.

Every decision he made after Sarah’s death was rooted in necessity. It was about keeping her safe, but in doing so, he unknowingly instilled in Bianca the belief that love was conditional, that if she was too much—too dangerous, too monstrous—she would be abandoned.

Despite this, she never resented him. She understood his grief, his quiet suffering, even as she yearned for the father he had once been. And when she finally left his side, disappearing with disappearing with Mordecai Delacroix and into the world to forge her own path, she did not seek him out again. It was not because she did not love him, but because she could not bear to see disappointment in his eyes. She also never sought him out, as she was desperately fearful that Asmodeus would take him away, too. With David, she would rather him be in the world than not.

Sarah was Bianca’s light, the one person who had loved her unconditionally, without fear or hesitation. Even after Bianca’s night terrors, even after she hurt her in a fit of confusion and fear, Sarah never turned away from her. She believed in Bianca, in the goodness within her, even when others doubted it.

Her love was fierce but quiet, expressed in soft words and gentle touches, in lullabies whispered through a locked door, in prayers said over Bianca’s trembling form. To Bianca, Sarah had been an angel long before she learned the truth of her origins. Her death shattered something in her that could never be repaired. The warmth of their home and the security of Sarah’s embrace? It was all gone in an instant, consumed by fire and blood. Even as Bianca grew older, as she embraced the darkness within her and her relationship with Sephiroth, Sarah remained a ghost in her mind. She became a reminder of what Bianca had lost. She did not speak to her as she once did with Seraphine, but in moments of vulnerability, she could almost feel Sarah’s touch and hear her voice telling her she was still loved.

Does your oc have any allergies, intolerances, or other sensitivities? How dangerous is it? Does this affect their daily life in any way?

I answered this question here.

From the ‘OC Development Question’ ask game here

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Tumblr Games: FF Edition: OC Interview

Thanks so much for the tag, @aalinaaaaaa. I love all of your answers to this.

Rules: Answer the following questions in your character's voice.

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Are you named after anyone? My name is Bianca. It wasn't given in honor of anyone in particular. Mom and dad just liked how it sounded.

When was the last time you cried? I don't often let my tears show, but there have been moments of quiet sorrow, recently. Especially after remembering a loss that still hurts me. Even a goddess like me has moments of vulnerability.

Do you have kids? Yes, I have two beautiful children, Aurora and Lucien. They are my heart and my hope for a better future, even in the midst of chaos.

Do you use sarcasm a lot? Absolutely. Sarcasm is my armor and my wit. It keeps conversations interesting and lets me express truth in a way that's both biting and playful.

What’s the first thing you notice about people? I always notice the eyes. They reveal so much about a person's soul, whether it's hidden beneath layers of pretense or lit with passion.

What’s your eye colour? My eyes are a deep purple. They reflect the complexities within me, a blend of celestial beauty and demonic mystery. As well as a bit of cosmic horror that was thrown into my dna. Thanks, Hojo.

Scary movies or happy endings? I lean toward happy endings. Life is too precious and painful already to dwell only in darkness.

Any special talents? I possess abilities that bend reality itself. Besides my talent for writing, I can manipulate space and time, and even converse with departed souls. Not many can say that.

Do you have any pets? I have two dark dragons that patrol the Northern Crater with me. They are as fierce and loyal as I am, and they remind me daily of the wild magic within.

What sort of sports do you play? I don't play sports in the traditional sense, but I love soaring through the skies. Flying is my ultimate adrenaline rush and a reminder of my celestial heritage. It has taken me some time to accept my wings as a part of me and not my horrific past, so this is a new joy I'm experiencing.

How tall are you? I stand at 5 feet tall. My size may be modest, but my presence is anything but.

What was your favorite subject in school? I haven't had a normal childhood. My life was nomadic, so the education I received was from my father found in several dumpsters at high schools. I am self-taught.

What is your dream job? A "dream job"? Bianca scoffs. How quaint. I don’t dream of something as pedestrian as a career—I dream of destiny. I am the Harbinger of Death and Rebirth, the one who will bring about the kilonova that ends this wretched Creation and paves the way for something far greater. I don’t care for titles, fame, or wealth. What use are such trivial things when Creation is a rotting carcass begging to be reduced to ash? No, my purpose, my highest calling, is to stand beside Sephiroth as we burn it all down and sculpt something worthy from the ruins. That isn’t a job. That is meaning. That is the only thing that makes existence bearable after everything I’ve endured.

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Thanks so much for the tag @roselyn-writing. Love all of yours. Happy Belated Valentine's day.

Rules: Use this meiker.io to create a valentine's day sweetheart picture of your ship.

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Here is mine with Sephiroth and Bianca.

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Aurora: Daddy. I want some ice cream.

Sephiroth takes Aurora's hand in his and slashes through reality with Masamune. Earth shimmers on the other side.

Bianca: Where you going, Seph?

Sephiroth: Aurora wants ice cream.

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I redid the height charts since I adjusted Sephiroth's height based to 6'7". Looks like the kids got Seph's height genes.

Also, @armchair-pirate loves to joke about how Seph could pick her up with one arm and just fly her away. 😂

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Hey there! Can I ask for some fun facts about Bianca? Ramble away!!

Hello! Thank you so much for the ask and your interest in my dear Bianca. I hope you are having a wonderful day or night! She is currently my favorite.

I just want to say that Fantasy Worlds Collide is a fusion of original and fandom content. It is very canon divergent.

General Facts

Bianca was created 28 years ago, a month after the release of Final Fantasy VII OG. Her character has been developed alongside every new FF VII media release. This including books and Advent Children. She has seen multiple iterations since her creation in 1997, including her FF VII version, an original content version, and an Inuyasha version.

As an ongoing character, her development is constantly evolving. With every new project, particularly in Fantasy Worlds Collide, Bianca continues to grow and change, reflecting a deeper part of her and my personalities, since I'm fascinated with what makes a person tick.

In 1997, her original version of her character was a Shinra scientist. Some of that backstory can still be found in my antagonist: Diana Ravenscroft, one of Hojo's assistants.

She has over an hour playlist. This is her current theme song.

Fun facts and facts about her backstory under the cut.

Cute Facts

Bianca has a secret love of baking. She will often experiment with recipes when she and Sephiroth are just hanging around. She likes to decorate her baked good with celestial themes.

Bianca often can be found on the porch outside of the cabin she built up with reality-bending magic. She would be snuggled up in a oversized sweater, trench coat, woolen mittens, and a woolen beanie with a fluffy pom-pom. She loves to read her favorite romantic tragedies.

She likes to draw little cartoons of herself and Sephiroth in a secret journal, complete with heart-shape doodles and whimsical depictions of their planetary 'take-over'. She would NEVER show Seph this.

Bianca has a very gentle side. She allows Sephiroth to groom her wings, removing pinfeathers, etc. She has to be preened and he doesn't, since he just manifests his wing.

She writes heartfelt mini love letters, tucking each one in corners of her home for Sephiroth to find.

Bia has a soft spot for ravens. Like them, she likes to collect shiny little trinkets that remind her of things.

She likes to name constellations after her loved ones. She'll point up into the night sky and tell them that She calls this constellation after them. There is a bright one that she calls 'Aurora' after her daughter.

When she is alone, she will hum a lullaby to herself. This lullaby is one her human mother would sing to her. She sung it for Sephiroth while he was sleeping with her hand gently running through his hair. She also sung it for her children.

Fun Facts

Content Warnings: abuse, body horror, cosmic horror, cults, demonic, extreme violence, obsession, psychological distress, trauma.

Hades and Persephone symbolize Bianca and Sephiroth's relationship. The only exception here is that Bianca is more of a dark Persephone and Sephiroth would never let her return to Earth or the Celestial Realm for half of the year.

Bianca and Sephiroth have two children together: Aurora and Lucien. These children were 'poofed' into existence through her reality-bending magic. She loves them fiercely. Each of their personalities have some of Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo's personalities in them, as she feels grief that she was not a better 'mother' to those boys and participated in a second Reunion.

Bianca is not just an agent of chaos, but she is a being of profound transformation. She will eventually come to accept her role in bringing about the destruction and eventual rebirth of Creation, where she will place Sephiroth as the supreme god (and herself as the supreme goddess).

Bianca is a fallen celestial with both angelic and demonic roots. Once she reaches her full power, she will be extremely powerful, but as is, she is an unstable being. Her father, Azrakiel is known as Asmodeus. He participated in the civil war in the Celestial Realm. Her mother is named Seraphine. She is now a living conscious in Bianca's head, sort of like Jimney Cricket.

I headcanon Sephiroth to be 6'7. Bianca is only 5'0. They make a striking couple in public due to their height differences.

Noctemaris is a tachi that embodies corruption and evil. Its a supernatural blade which is marked with dark inscriptions. It is sentient in a way.

In contrast to Noctemaris, Solstice is her other weapon. It symbolizes purity and righteousness. Bianca can NOT wield it due to her corruption, as her mother placed an enchantment on the blade to prevent anyone who has ill intentions to be able to use it.

Bianca's wings are a mix of indigo and black feathers. They are large, compared to her 5' height. Most of my celestial have impressive wingspans.

Her true form is actually a cosmic horror being: a shadow dragon. She is an eldritch creature that is 55 feet long with a 45 foot wingspan. Her body is covered in smoky black feathers, with dozens of purple eyes scattered across her wings, body, and tail. There is also tendrils that are connected to her sides. These writhe and last out to suck the life out of her enemies. These eyes blink independently but they all look at her target when she focuses on someone.

Her humanoid form has long black hair, indigo eyes with slitted pupils, and sharp fangs. She has indigo and black wings. She also has a prehensile tongue which Sephiroth appreciates.

Her wardrobe consists of a battle outfit and every day clothes. She wears dark attire: a leather biker's vest, onyx plated spaulders, and a black trench coat. At home, she likes softer clothing: oversized sweaters, comfy trousers, and a cream trench coat.

Bianca and Sephiroth share a very mystical bond. This is a soulmate AU. The two are bound by an emotional and telepathic connection. This bond allows them to feel each other's pain and emotions, dulling it for the injured / emotional party and amplifying it for the other person, making their connection truly heartbreaking. They can also see each other's memories.

Her love for Sephiroth is consuming. She has an obsession with him that has driven her to make extreme decisions and even sacrifice her own sense of self to be with her. That devotion knows no bounds, even when it comes to following his more darker path.

Bianca can converse with departed souls, since she is a celestial (divine being). This is even the cast when her soul is stuck inside her human host.

Back on Earth, Bianca was a romance novelist. She writes about love and passion and danger. These themes resonated with her own experiences at the time.

She is bilingual in a few languages: Abyssal, Aramaic, Celestial, Enochian, Gaian (which is what I headcanon the name for the FF VII language is called), and some corporate jargon from the time she was confined by Shinra.

Bianca has a deep connection with the cosmos, as she is a celestial being. She longs for the Celestial Realm and to feel the Eternal Moonlight upon her skin. As Celestials are not allowed to love mortals, she gave all of that up for Sephiroth. In return, once he had fallen into the Lifestream, he ended up creating a dreamscape for her: that resembled the Celestial Realm. Using their bond, he was able to tap into Seraphine and Seraphine's memory. This dreamscape is where she retreated during the night when she was held captive.

She also has a phobia of mirrors as they remind her of her experiments. Due to being a celestial, she was awake through most of them, hallucinating, but she could see her form being cut open in the chrome of the lights over head and other objects.

She is terrified of chocobo. This is because when she and Sephiroth were making their way across the Western Continent to get her to the Northern one and North Crater the chocobo he 'borrowed' for the travel ended up bolting away from Sephiroth with Bianca barely conscious upon him.

Backstory Facts:

Content Warnings: abuse, betrayal, bloodshed, kidnapping, murder, psychological trauma, torture, vivisection, violence.

Bianca and Sephiroth's bond is a manifestation of their intertwined souls, both light and dark, forged through cosmic prophecy, destined to reshape the Creation.

The Creator's attempt to sever Bianca and Sephiroth's destiny by splitting their soul into two halves only strengthen their connection, ensuring the prophecy's fulfillment.

Seraphine used her abilities to send Bianca forward in time as a fetus to ensure she remains free of Asmodeus' machinations. This was the ultimate self-sacrifice, as she now exists solely within Bianca's thoughts.

She was raised by Sarah and David Moore. Sarah ended up being murdered by a cult who worshiped Asmodeus and wished to send Bianca's soul back to him and the Abyssal Realm.

Bianca spent 10 to 18 running from the cult. Her and David would stay at one city for six months before moving on to the next. She lived a transient life.

Her first love, Krista, was a member of the cult of Asmodeus. Krista's betrayal forced Bianca to choose between survival and love. In a heartbreaking confrontation, Bianca killed Krista, severing her innocence and forcing her to mistrust everyone. The interesting thing about this is she was 16; the same age that Sephiroth was when he himself became really guarded due to events on Rhadore and Rosen and Team Glenn.

Bianca's bond with Mordecai Delacroix, a vampiric incubus and CEO, became really friendly. They would eventually marry and Bianca became 'queen' of his Clutch, so to say. This arrangement was completely platonic and the marriage went unconsummated.

At 20, Asmodeus finally caught up with Bianca. He skinned her alive, which awakened her dormant celestial and demonic blood, marking the beginning of her transformation into a goddess of light and shadow.

Mordecai's final act of devotion was sacrificing his life to save Bianca from Asmodeus. He pushed her and Noctemaris through a portal, leaving her devastated, unable to return home until she figured out how to use her space-temporal powers or Noctemaris. She is forever changed.

Bianca's journey through the Etheral nexus, a liminal space between dimensions, leads her to Planet, where her soul is drawn there by Sephiroth and his current crisis by their soul-bond.

Bianca's arrival at the Underground Library marks a turning point in her life, She is pulled into his world. For seven days, Bianca and Sephiroth share an intense, passionate bond. Their connection is based upon trauma bonding and their soul-bond amplifying their emotions.

Her celestial aura and Jenova's influence play ping-pong with Sephiroth's pysche. This gives him moments of lucidity as he slowly goes mad. Jenova's Influence finally takes control after they make love for the first time, causing Sephiroth to lock her in the archival chamber (he always says to protect her) and go down into Nibelheim.

Witnessing Sephiroth's descent into madness during the Nibelheim Incident, Bianca struggles to remain sane, herself. She begins to question if her emotions are being influenced by their soul-bond, but she accepts that she loves him. She goes into Nibelheim to save him, escaping the locked room by using Abyssal Rifts. Thanks to Noctemaris.

Sephiroth choosing Jenova over her -- his destiny over their love -- serves as a catalyst for her descent into darkness. The pain of watching him step off the reactor floor and fall into the mako below while cradling Jenova's head shattered her.

Bianca becomes a subject in Project N, where Hojo bleeds her for her demonic blood and Diana vivisects her. Each scientist has their own reason doing this. Diana wants to learn the secret of Bianca's immortality; Hojo wants her blood as it was shown to slow the degradation in the SOLDIERs. This project was abandoned soon after Bianca escaped. While it did slow down the degradation for a little bit, their cellular breakdown increased rapidly afterward. This project scarred her physically, psychologically, and emotionally.

Infusions of Jenova and S-cells into Bianca's veins altered her essence, transforming her appearance and making her powers unstable. These cells bonded with her demonic cells, causing her celestial powers to become corrupted and her celestial essence to slumber.

During her imprisonment and experimentation, Bianca begins to hallucinate, as she begins to see brief visions of Sephiroth, leading her to wonder if their bond was the cause or if it was a manifestation of her fractured mind.

Upon escaping the manor, Bianca becomes a force of chaos. She used her celestial and demonic powers with precision, as she is determined to reunite with Sephiroth no matter the cost. Whether this is a biological response, like Cloud and the Clones, to go to the Reunion or if she wants to truly be with him remains to be seen.

This is one of the only times she uses her claws and fangs in defense. She hates to lose herself completely to her inner demon. She massacred several SOLDIERs and troopers in her bid for freedom. The downside of her escape was that neither Diana or Hojo was there at the Manor at the time. She would have murdered them.

Finally, after Sephiroth learned that he could possess clones as vessels to move about Gaia, the first thing he did was take control of the clone SC-X to come and rescue Bianca from the labs. SC-X was a Wutain who was 'kidnapped' by Shinra and pressed into their SOLDIER program, as they were trying to bolster the numbers after Genesis' defection.

Sephiroth had already murdered several people on the manor's grounds and was preparing to go inside through a passage that he had learned about in the Lifestream. He collided with Bianca as he opened the secret door. She smacked right into his chest. Seeing that she was now safe, she ended up collapsing. He flies her up into Mt. Nibel to stabilize her, due to her vivisection.

He never shows it but he was frightened that he was going to lose her that night. It hardened his resolve more to bring about Meteor to drain the Planet and to kill off humanity. His words that he whispered was that those dullards had dared harmed his angel.

And finally my drawing of her. I need to end up making a character sheet. I wish there was more time during the day. Anyway, thanks for the ask and allowing me to ramble. When I ramble, I tend to 'ramble'. lol

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The Leviathan method: Step 20: Develop your positive biases

This step of the Leviathan method for Blood and Stardust wants us to examine any positive biases that people may have of our characters. Since we already know Sephiroth and the others, I decided to only share what I developed of Bianca Moore, my OC.

As I completed this step, I tried to keep in mind how people would perceive Bianca in both Final Fantasy VII and the original writing part of Fantasy Worlds Collide (FWC).

Bianca Moore Positive Bias Breakdown

Content Warnings: classism, discrimination, economic struggle, elitism, hero worship, judgment, manipulation, oppression, power dynamics, prejudice, social isolation, trauma, unrealistic expectations, victim-blaming

Economic:

Instead of being seen as struggling or a victim, Bianca’s ability to survive on her own might make her appear resilient and resourceful.

Middle-class individuals are seen as the backbone of society—responsible, grounded, and morally upright.

Wealthy individuals, like Mordecai, are sometimes seen as visionaries and leaders who build and create opportunities.

Biological:

Celestial blood is often associated with purity, guidance, and healing, making Bianca seem like a beacon of hope.

Demonic traits, while feared, can also be respected as a source of immense power and charisma.

Bianca’s gold eyes and celestial wings might be considered mesmerizing and a sign of divine favor.

Social:

Wealthy are often admired for their refinement, leadership, and wisdom.

Being an outcast could make Bianca seem like a misunderstood hero, someone who fights against injustice and oppression.

Some might see her as a rebel who refuses to conform to outdated traditions, making her an inspiration to others.

Professional Roles:

Authors are respected for their ability to craft stories that influence and inspire.

Magic users, especially those with celestial or time-based abilities, are often seen as enlightened or powerful.

Bianca’s combat skills, while still developing, might be viewed as a sign of great untapped potential, making her a figure of admiration.

Praise and Criticism are two sides of the same coin.

Celestial beings are often revered for their wisdom and compassion, yet they are equally criticized for their perceived arrogance and naivety. Similarly, demonic power commands respect for its raw strength, but it also instills fear, seen as both uncontrollable and corrupting. The Wealthy, with its refined manners and prestige, garners admiration, though it is just as easily resented for its perceived elitism.

Outcasts may be celebrated as rebels or misunderstood heroes, but they also face deep distrust, often seen as dangerous or unpredictable. Authors, praised for their boundless creativity, sometimes find themselves dismissed as out of touch with reality. Warriors and magic users, admired for their courage and strength, are just as frequently regarded as reckless or violent, their power a source of both awe and apprehension.

In every role and identity, admiration and criticism exist in tandem, revealing the dual nature of perception. This could even symbolize the dual nature that exists within Bianca, herself. What is praised by some may be condemned by others, emphasizing that no strength exists without its counterpart weakness. Understanding this balance is important to navigating the complexities of judgment and reputation.

More Negative Bias that came from this step.

People who admire celestial beings might see Bianca as failing to live up to their expectations because of her demonic blood.

Those who respect her independence might also criticize her for being too stubborn or unwilling to accept help.

If some view her as a mysterious, tragic hero, others might see her as overly dramatic or manipulative.

Her writing career might make her seem insightful, but it could also make others dismiss her as a dreamer rather than a serious fighter.

People who admire celestial beings might see Bianca as failing to live up to their expectations because of her demonic blood.

Those who respect her independence might also criticize her for being too stubborn or unwilling to accept help.

If some view her as a mysterious, tragic hero, others might see her as overly dramatic or manipulative.

Her writing career might make her seem insightful, but it could also make others dismiss her as a dreamer rather than a serious fighter.

Keeping the Focus on Praise and Admiration

Her celestial-demonic heritage is seen as the perfect balance of light and darkness, making her uniquely qualified to handle conflicts that others cannot.

Her ability to survive despite trauma and hardship is admired as a testament to her resilience and strength.

Her career as a writer makes her a source of wisdom and inspiration, showing that she has a creative mind as well as a strong spirit.

Her outcast status makes her a symbol of resistance against corrupt systems, earning her the admiration of those who also feel like they do not belong.

Her developing combat skills and unpredictable magic make her a figure of fascination—an underdog with the potential for greatness.

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Some Service Dom!Sephiroth things. Most of this is done in their cabin that Bianca created with her reality magic. This is her biggest accomplishment until she remakes Creation and creates their two children: Aurora and Lucien.

He calls Bianca a multiple of nicknames: Bia, Little Bird, Dove, his angel, his demon.

He likes to bath her.

He likes to cook for her: except he is a terrible cook. Read a cookbook, Seph.

He likes to read to her.

He taps into their bond to anticipate her moods and needs and cares for her

He loves to give massages to relieve stress while waxing about the Promised Land and their future.

He helps her learn to control her abilities and swordsmanship.