#remnants ff7

[prismaticpichu]

Pichu’s list of FF7 oopsies

Misconceptions I believed years prior

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• Thinking Angeal was Zack’s dad

• Thinking Aeris and Aerith were different people

• Thinking Yazoo was Yahoo

• Thinking Geostigma was just FF7’s version of the flu (it’s really not, mate)

• Thinking Dumbapples were Dumpapples

• Thinking Cloud was ShinRa’s kid (I blame fandom)

• Thinking Sephiroth was a woman

• Thinking Tseng was pronounced “Shung”

• Thinking Barret was a cyborg

• Thinking Nanaki was the name of Red’s grandfather

• Thinking Sephiroth got his wing via Hojo procedure

• Thinking Vincent was a vampire (I blame fandom)

• Thinking Seph was in the ShinRa manor not because he was researching info about his mother but bc he KNEW about his mother beforehand, didn’t give two shits, and was researching about Jenova bc it was the purpose of their Nibelheim mission

• Thinking that Aerith’s Cetra blood gave her elf ears (I thought her ribbons were her ears—I, I dunno man)

• Thinking there was an in-universe FF7 search engine called Moogle

[salternateunreality2]

New Chapter of Dads of SOLDIER

I got excited and couldn't wait. I know it's only been like half an hour since I teased this.

Kadaj:

Yazoo:

Loz:

Sephiroth:

[pink-nubes]

Edgy teens

(Genesis is forcing them to take a picture together so he can upload it to the ff7 equivalent of Instagram)

A little time skip for my au, I imagine they are like 16 here :)

[birthdayboy-ilu]

Hi :)

The vague shape triplets (and cloud ig…oh and reno but whatever)

[genesis-rhapsodass]

Just a found family on their way to a gentler life (hopefully)

So there's this really good fanfic by @eaymtb of Cloud being sent back in time together with child remnants that's got me SO hooked, I've been wanting to draw something for it for ages so here's some art of the boys on their way to Wutai

[itstheaestheticforme]

Final Fantasy: Advent Children

[holly-fixation]

The easiest way I can explain the Remnants to anyone that does not know every God forsaken detail about FF7:

Accurate Explanation: Imagine asking three of your closest friends to completely recreate you from your personality to your physical appearance. Each one is going to focus on different traits you have, but none of these three creations will be completely accurate.

The one thing all three of the yous have in common is your one life goal. Most of us don't have a God complex so it's more difficult to grasp that understanding.

Inaccurate Explanation: Sephiroth's last 3 brain cells.

[sapphirothcrescent]

You know how cat mothers will just carry their offspring over to you and just dump them onto you and leave?

Sephiroth doing that to Cloud with the Remnants.

Sephiroth: *enters Cloud's bedroom carrying one of the remnants. Plonks him onto the bed and leaves without a word*

Cloud: ????

[yingxtkm]

Someone mentioned the remnants being Sephiroth’s last remaining brain cells. Made some low effort edits to MS paint reaction memes as a result.

Prompt that inspired me to make the edits lmao: Kadaj is gnawing on someone’s ankles, Loz sitting in the corner sobbing his eyes out and Yazoo is just standing there, disheveled, staring off into space

[sephirthoughts]

vincent: [enters kitchen looking for morning cup of coffee]

sephiroth: good morning father

kadaj: good morning father

yazoo: good morning father

loz: good morning father

vincent: [turns directly around and goes back to bed]

[shiveringrodent]

Yazoo. He’s so beautiful.

[ariseur]

hey!!! ive been reading your sephiroth fanfics recently and it has been such an intricate work of art i genuinely feel the emotion and love put into it, your writing is just perfect in terms of how you write his character! i was wondering if i could request a seph x reader maybe during or post advent children and is really angsty with some fluff regarding his return??? it's vague (sorry😭) but i know if you did take up on it youd do fantastic!! 💖🫶🏻

liberabo volucres 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

sephiroth (ffvii) x reader

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omg you are literally so sweet!!!! thank you so much for this request, although i don’t think i did it justice 😭 i wasnt quite sure how to go about this considering after advent children, the remnants of seph faded into the lifestream (i think?) so it’s more angsty with lots of mentions of kadaj, but i hope you like it either way!! i’m glad you enjoy my sephiroth fics and don’t hesitate to send more asks!! love this one 💕

┊ ˚➶ warnings ｡˚ 🎼

mentions of kadaj and remnants of seph, written in a yearning type of way where you still have a hole in your heart left from sephiroth, don’t ask where you came from at the beginning!! just enjoy it 😭, intended lowercase, mentions of kissing kadaj’s forehead, lmk if i missed anything!!

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“cloud,” your voice only a faint whisper as you called out to the blond, “what did you do?” he lifted his head, his skin glossier with the droplets of rain falling on his face. his eyes widened at the sight of you, chest still rising and lowering rapidly as he recovered from his battle with sephiroth. how foreign that name felt on your tongue, now.

you got up from your hiding spot beyond the debris, knees aching from how long you were crouched as your feet slammed against the flat surface of the floor. you watched as your kadaj’s catlike slits for pupils— pupils that constantly reminded you that he was still apart of sephiroth, despite his role as being only a remnant of your lover— flickered towards you with whatever energy he had left. the corner of kadaj’s lips quirked upwards ever the slightest as you rushed over him, cloud moving out of your way as he stood up.

cloud’s words, albeit firm, lay dormant in your brain, “he was going to kill me—kill us all.” and even with his sharp tone, you didn’t pay him any mind. the only thing you could focus on was kadaj’s eyes trained on yours, scoffing as he rasped out, “such— a drama.. queen.” you softly shushed him, watching as his eyes became emptier by the minute. your throat stung as a choked sob threatened to escape its enclosure behind your uvula. kadaj lifted his hand only for you to grasp it, moist leather clutched in your palm as you placed it back to his chest. he intertwined your fingers, a wince leaving his lips as you held his head up.

it took everything not to look away from him. his hair, his eyes, even the way he smelled, reminded you of sephiroth. sometimes, you wish it had been different. you wish you would’ve been there when it had happened, and even now, your memory’s fuzzy of the events. all you remember was the day sephiroth left you, and you haven’t stop thinking about him since. you wished he had come to you, and apart of you was angry. maybe you were angry that he left you with no word, or maybe angry that instead of opening up to you, he decides to burn a village down in his spiral, or maybe you weren’t angry at all.

you paused, taking another look at kadaj’s furrowed eyebrows and his lidded eyes. you wonder if this is how sephiroth felt upon his notice of who he really was— what he really was. he was only in his twenties when it happened, you couldn’t have imagined how he felt. you remembered; his friends, gone and turned against shinra, and with all the pressure on him about the cover-up, you thought that maybe it wasn’t entirely his fault. you realized now, that you can’t get what you want from this world without taking it yourself. saying please didn’t scratch the itch in the back of your throat the way that anger did, and you assumed sephiroth felt the same.

clasping kadaj’s hand, he let out a weak sigh. you let your hand, although shaky and so weak that you can’t make a fist, card a piece of his hair out his face; your heart ached at your hands in his silver hair, mind racing back to when you’d brush sephiroth’s hair for him. a true honor, you’d always call it.

the way kadaj’s eyes widened and his ears perked up made you pause, like he was listening for something. even with cloud’s tense presence behind you, you refused to let go of the part of sephiroth, your part of sephiroth. the only part you had of him left. you couldn’t be angry at cloud. he was only doing what he thought was best— and in the end, maybe it was for the best, you thought. you couldn’t even be angry at yourself, your mind only clouded with grief as your sniffles and teary sighs filled the air.

the sound of kadaj’s arm moving, leather rubbing against itself, interrupted your soft cries as he lifted his hand up to the sky. a soft whisper of, “mother—?” left his lips.

your hand snaked up and you rubbed your thumb against his cheek, watching as he turned his head towards you slowly. a teary sound left your lips, you weren’t even sure if it was a sob or a laugh. but you leaned down, pressing one last kiss to his forehead as his eyelashes fluttered, just the way sephiroth’s did when you’d lay with him in the morning where golden rays would seep through the curtains and shine onto your beloved.

all good things must come to an end, you realized, as you watched the only physical evidence that sephiroth had coexisted with you fade into the lifestream, his arm fading into reduced crystallized mako. you closed your eyes, shoulders heaving as you tried stifling your thick cries; after all, cloud was still behind you. you held onto kadaj’s hand until it was no more, his body being lifted up and vanishing although you couldn’t bear to watch it. and you didn’t open your eyes, not for a long while, in hopes that maybe you’d be back in the comfort of your home as you heard heavy footsteps trail behind you to the kitchen, sephiroth’s content face across from yours at the dinner table. and you didn’t open your eyes until you heard a low hum, beyond the loud sounds of the rain hitting the concrete, beyond your own shaking breaths. this couldn’t have been cloud, you thought. your head lifted up and squinted so as to not get any rain in your eyes.

and there he was— or more so a faded version of him. even in the rain, you couldn’t help but gawk at him in awe, his hair flowing so gracefully even in the humidity of the rain. even if you were dreaming, you’d wish you would never wake in hopes of spending one last minute with the one you held dearest to your heart. one last moment with sephiroth and you’d feel like you’d finally be complete.

his eyes, still sleek and catlike how you always remembered, almost look amused. he held a smile at you, his head cocking at the sight. you didn’t want to think of the possibility that this was just a hallucination of your grief. this was more than that. sephiroth was more than that.

he gave you a nod, a nod of which you didn’t understand. ever so esoteric, you thought. the way he always was after nibelheim. you sat back on your haunches, your knees still against the wet, cold floor— taking one last look at sephiroth before he turned around. his head tipped back, fingers twitching as he let himself face the sky, until he finally let himself go and faded away as well.

your lip trembled, a teary laugh releasing itself from your throat until cloud put a soft, awkward hand on your shoulder. head turning to face him, your eyes met his. you realized now that cloud did what was best, and you couldn’t possibly blame him for that.

he cleared his throat, almost cautiously as if you’d snap at him for interrupting the silence, “we have to go. i’m sure tifa’s waiting for us.”

you sniffled, wiping your eyes from both the rain and the tears that littered your cheeks. looking back down at your lap, once where kadaj laid, you were met with emptiness. closing your eyes once more, you inhaled and let the air fill your lungs. the first deep breath of air that you’ve taken in what feels like years, one that felt fresher— almost bittersweet. and when you turned back to cloud, you gave him a firm nod.

the urge to be changed is not metamorphosis, you realized. you can’t be changed without making a change of your own.

[salternateunreality2]

Preggoroth: F3male Presenting N1pples and Newborns

TW: boobs, lactation, and board member death

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3 babies are a lot to feed, and Sephiroth is up to the task, but even he needs a break sometimes.

So they're all breastfed as much as possible, but sometimes formula is used when it's just a rough day or busy or Lazard wants a turn.

Sephiroth tried pumping, but his body seemed to instinctively recognize that it wasn't babies asking for food and immediately shuts down production. He is still miffed because he can totally take the pain and discomfort, but if it's not going to produce anything, there's no point.

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As soon as the public finds out that his man-titties are actually producing food for babies, the media goes wild, accusing him of showing off sexual, private things, as if he hasn't had them out for years before this.

Zack and Kunsel immediately go "OH, HELL NO!" and run a campaign where they're constantly in low-cut dresses. Going on a mission? Titties out. Gym? Tatas on display. Interview about politics? Boobies bustling.

They make peekaboo shirts with "breasts are breasts", "it's food", and "My man titties are just as sexy as any woman's" on the back.

Genesis and Angeal are uncomfortable but supportive, especially after they see the small smile that Sephiroth gets whenever he sees ZK.

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Sephiroth gives no shits and whips a melon out any time the bebes are hungy. This includes during board meetings.

Meaning Palmer and Heidegger both die, from a heart attack and fatal nosebleed respectively. Oops. 4 birds with 2 boobs: two babies fed + two assholes dead.

He also scares people with the tentacles he grew that mostly act as extra arms so he can hold all his babies. Sometimes he leaves them out on the desk in front of him, giving people jump scares (only the ones who deserve it).

With help from @snowbanshee

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The babies are, of course, Loz, Yazoo, and Kadaj, and keep their personalities from Sephiroth, but are tempered by their upbringing and Lazard's influence.

That doesn't stop them from wreaking havoc on Shinra at all times and ultimately destroying the company and Hojo, much to everyone's delight. Everyone who matters, that is.

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The babies also latch onto Cloud, having imprinted on him during delivery. They're smart little cookies and can see his value, just like their daddy.

So now Cloud has a little posse of miniroths at his command. He's one of three (3) people who can reliably sooth the little terrors, and they decide he's theirs now. If you mess with Cloud, you mess with the miniroths.

They love their other uncles too, especially Genesis, Angeal, and Zack, and have formed a special bond with Dark Star/Nation, who adopted them as her pups instantly. Therefore they tolerate their blood uncle, since he's the one that brings Dark Star around.

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Their tails and tentacles recede over time and disappear, and their eyes and ears open pretty quickly. They grow teeth alarmingly fast, and locomotion is a high priority for them.

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Finally, because Sephiroth's too busy with the babies, it's Zack, Cloud, Cissnei, and Kunsel who get sent to Nibelheim. They find Jenova and kill it, saving the world.

Sephiroth, the kittens, Angeal, and Genesis get sick all at once, but with Jenova's death, the cells stop trying to kill or enslave them and everyone lives happily ever after because fuck it I make the rules.

[pink-nubes]

So... my friend and fellow ff7 enjoyer @wowa-bublord got an ask about AGS raising the remnants so 🥺 now I feel like I have to finally make this public sknfkjashfa

I have a LOT of things about this au so you are free to send asks about anything! In this au Sephiroth is brought back by the lifestream 5 years after the Nibelheim incident. The lifestream was able to separate the Jenova influence over his mind by splitting them into other three bodies, that's where the baby remnants come in! They basically all got spit out of the lifestream together inside a cave and Jenova's influence over Sephiroth is quite weak now, he is very confused tho, and has trouble remembering what happened in Nibelheim. And of course, he is even more confused because, "Where did these babies come from???". But overall he takes them under his care, he couldn't possibly leave them alone, he bonds fairly quickly with them. They are the only thing he has for a while.

And yep, that scar on Seph is from Cloud stabbing him, it goes all around

Also, this will eventually be AGS, but a few things happen before that lol (I have many things to talk about)

[crisiscutie]

It's does remind me this one song, Christmas Kids. Yandere Sephiroth tried babytrap his s/o for not leaving him. Christmas kids represent the triplets. Which is Yan!Sephiroth tried to make his s/o pregnant. They tried best to escape hell away from their own prison house. Even, they're change their name and move other country, Sephiroth will find them no matter what.

Yandere domestic Sephiroth AU? Yes, please. I've listened to the song, I really like it. Something about sad songs with happy beats always gets to me. I may have heard it before in some YT shorts... Anyways, it fits a domestic Yandere Sephiroth and a Pregnant!Darling very well. Just imagine the darling coming back to her new home and finding Sephiroth waiting...

Companion fic here.

Content Warnings: Slight NSFW, Emotional abuse, Pregnant Darling. Long headcanons under the cut.

Grocery shopping for the week wasn't easy, but it had to be done. The boys won't be happy that their mother went shopping without them, but school must come first.

Plus, the darling wasn't in the mood to hear Loz and Kadaj arguing and begging for certain foods that week. But regardless of their squabbles, they are her precious gifts. Her Christmas kids, as they were born on that day. The happiest day of her life.

The darling opened the door to her new home, taking a deep breath and feeling the exhaustion from the errand. The ache in her swollen feet, aching back and sensitive milk-filled breasts was overwhelming.

But the pain and discomfort she felt in her pregnant body was a small price to pay for the freedom she and her boys gained.

The young, naïve triplet boys were confused of why their mother wanted to move suddenly, but they obeyed her with little hesitation, anyway.

The darling didn't want them to turn out like Sephiroth. His possessiveness and control were too much to bear. When he took to killing innocent people in the misguided attempt to "protect" her and the boys, that was the last straw. She knew she had to leave that fucked up place called "home" behind...

She grabbed her young boys and left their prison house when the stars aligned...

Despite her unexpected pregnancy by Sephiroth, her journey brought her here. She kept pushing forward, and the reward was a peaceful, cozy home for her and her children. Until today.

As the darling placed items on the shelves, she felt a cold, eerie sensation, as if something was watching her from the darkness.

She forced herself to ignore the eerie chill, opening the window blinds slightly as she resumed her normal stocking pace.

Even though the sun was shining brightly on this beautiful day, the eerie chill still lingered in their new home.

But it has nothing to do with what happened in their past. Definitely not. It's probably just a cold flash from her pregnancy getting so close to the end.

As she tippytoes, she strained her body to place the last few items.

As a response, the backache from her pregnant belly intensified. She could feel her baby's sporadic movements, ranging from gentle kicks to violent jolts. Maybe the darling should've invested in a step stool...

A wave of heat washed over her, a heat that was neither comforting nor from the sun, but a heat that was harsh and oppressive.

Now she's having hot flashes? Oh, the perils of pregnancy. At least this little one inside her should be much easier to have than the triplet boys.

The darling softly smiled as she recalled the adventurous banter among the triplets during their journey to a new home. They were debating the sex of their new sibling.

Loz longed for a younger brother to wrestle and play games with, knowing that he would have a better shot at winning against him, unlike his other brothers.

Yazoo, with his level-headed and composed outlook, predicted it would be a girl, welcoming the possibility of her tempering the wildness of his brothers (what a hypocrite).

Kadaj didn't care either way, as long as they didn't challenge his position as the leader and his status as his mother's (self-proclaimed) favorite.

The darling let out a deep groan as she paused her stocking. Her unborn child ended the sporadic fetal movements with the hardest kick yet. Something just isn't right... Perhaps she will see someone later this week after she and the boys finish moving in.

Suddenly, the dark, icy chill behind her shifted to a menacing heat, like a furnace blazing from the shadows. It felt so familiar, like… No! It's impossible! That chapter was a distant memory.

The darling is just imagining things. It should be no surprise that the human brain likes to play cruel tricks like this.

Like how Loz kept running to his mother, crying about seeing mysterious dark feathers around his school, the grocery store and other places their family would visit. He would complain that Sephiroth was too good at hide and seek.

The darling figured the strange dark feathers were simply a product of his mind, missing his father in his own way...

But it became alarming when Yazoo began to murmur and point out the smallest details of every single dark feather as he brought them to her.

Kadaj was getting frustrated, beginning to wonder why their father wouldn't help them finish moving in.

The darling refused to believe the boys. It could just be the ravens shredding their feathers, right?

With trembling hands, the darling slowly reached out for the final item. When she completes this simple task, she can lie down and relax. All of her stress, and the aching in her back especially, would soon be gone.

Just before she could grasp it, a large, gloved hand appeared and delicately placed the last item on the top shelf.

The darling felt a strange, unwanted sense of relief as she felt the slow and gentle strokes of another hand on her back.

...His presence could not be denied any longer. She felt his chest expanding and contracting against her head, and heard the gentle thump of his heart.

Sephiroth… No matter how many miles they traveled or how many times they changed their names and minds, he still had the determination to find them. He'll always know.

His silver tresses brushed against her skin as he hummed his sinister lullaby, pressing his lips to her ear.

His free hand grazed one of her sensitive, milk-filled teats. His hand then slowly descended, aiming for the treasure below.

His darling's swollen belly, where the new life within her stirred and grew.

He rested his hand on the center of her large belly. Warm, twisted happiness now radiated from him. His plan worked.

His darling refused to turn around. Struggling to contain her sobs, His darling averted her head from him and wept in silence.

His fingers glided over the stretched skin of her stomach, while his other hand moved lower to caress the small of her back.

As he opened his mouth, his warm breath tickled her ear.

"A touching reunion."

I wasn't sure if the prompt ask had the darling pregnant with triplets or already had them and was pregnant with a spare child, so I just combined a little of both concepts, but regardless, thanks for the great inspiration.

Yandere Domestic AU chronology: Christmas Kids | The Reunion is Nothing to Fear | Wait for me | Homecoming | The Crowning Moment

[altocat]

All three Remnants appear as actual children and now Sephiroth, Angeal, and Genesis are stuck in charge of them (unless they want these weird Sephiroth children to get trapped in Hojo's lab). They attempt to take the Remnants to your average sit down dinner restaurant.

Angeal is trying to mold the boys into good eggs by teaching them some manners. He is watching them like a hawk inside and always instructing them to sit up straight, albeit to mixed results. And he's also trying to keep Sephiroth strapped to his seat as well since Sephiroth is ADAMANT about bailing on the little brats.

Sephiroth is extremely disturbed by the Remnants and wants nothing to do with them. Even this facade of normalcy is driving him crazy. He glares at Angeal while eating, ignoring Kadaj and Yazoo tugging at his bangs, trying to eat his steak in (relative) peace until Loz throws up in his lap.

Genesis finds this all HILARIOUS and loves the little gremlins. Everything they do delights him. Flinging food at each other across the table? Hell yeah. Crawling under everyone's legs? Hell yeah. Making Sephiroth completely miserable? HELL yeah. He actually gets along really well with the kiddos. And lowkey wants to keep them out of some secret knowledge that perhaps they really are Sephiroth's babies.