#rp-sephiroth

[myfandomrealitea]

Omegle is dead. RIP to a generational gem.

For those of you who used it for fandom roleplay, EmeraldChat is a good, similar alternative. You can add interests in the same way, and there are additional options like sending images and saving chats.

[yinza]

Sephiroth and his Lokis. (The cat's name is also Loki, but he is not a variant. Probably.)

[Image Description: Digital artwork of Sephiroth from Final Fantasy VII and the MCU's Loki in bed together. Loki wears a dark green shirt and snake ear cuff, and is snuggled against Sephiroth with his head against his shoulder. Sephiroth is shirtless and has one arm around Loki as he kisses him softly on the forehead. Atop the covers between them is curled an orange Maine Coon. /end ID]

[bardic-tales]

Closed RP • Final Fantasy 7 OG • Sephica tagging: @bigbillythewetwilly

Content Warnings: Graphic violence, decapitation, gore, emotional distress, grief, trauma, nightmares, demonic imagery, parental abuse, and self-blame. main character death.

Shinra Manor Basement: Nibelheim: 0002

You think you can escape me, daughter, by going to the world that your mother once inhabited? Asmodeus voice echoed in Bianca's head and dream. His hand gripped her former mate's neck, squeezing the flesh as blood dripped down his claws and onto the blades of grass he and the white-haired demon stood. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip.

Behind her, the cosmic portal roared with its spiral edges darkening and oscillating. The winds fluttered her blond hair and billowed her kimono, rippling it around her legs and arms. In a brutal jerk, Asmodeus ripped his hand away from the man, decapitating him with his claws and sheer strength. He tossed the man's body away from him and stepped towards her.

Bianca's eyes shot open. Just a dream. She curled up on the chaise as she was on her stomach with her immense wings flared over both edges of the couch. Her heart thundered in her chest, racing with the overwhelming grief she had experienced two days ago. How could she had fled? Yes, she was injured. Yes, Sesshomaru had told her to save herself. Yes, she had passed out moments after she entered the rift and apparently was taken into this strange world and fell -- quite literally -- into Sephiroth's arms.

As tears streamed down her face, Bianca slid off of the couch and onto the filthy, stone floor. Her back pressed against the furniture's side. Wrapping her wings around her diminutive form, she pulled her knees to her chest, wrapped her arms around her calves, and sobbed. Her breath slammed against her throat. How could she be such a coward?

[pyramultimuse]

@lostxndbroken Lennox and Sephiroth closed starter

These labs were funded and run from the Shinra energy corp, but they were for military research. To the public, this was just a medical lab but on the inside it was so much more. On ground level it was just seemingly normal tech and clinic, but there were ten stories below ground of labs with each one being more top secret to the last. There were varying experiments, all inhumane. The soldiers were their test subjects, many who went in never left alive. Those were the lucky ones.

Sephiroth has been one of their longest running experiments. A true success in being the perfect killing machine. But the hard part was making more soldiers like him. The corporation needed an army of soldiers as strong as Sephiroth for their plans. That meant more testing on both him and soldiers then recruiting more to replace those who didn't survive the experiments.

Sephiroth was in one of the observation labs, recovering from a long day of testing but it felt more like torture. Atleast at night when most went home he could rest. The observation room was white and empty save for a bed, the metal frame welded to the ground and the walls were all steel and the glass was several inches thick. There used to be other things kept in this room, all taken out after being used to attempt to smash the walls, door and window. The proof being the dents in the walls and the cracks in the glass. He was definitely not here willingly.

The room that Lennox found his way into was the one that looked into the observation room Sephiroth was in. It seemed like a normal lab, a long desk at the window with computers and filing cabinets. There was a speaker that was on the desk to communicate back and forth with Sephiroth. The lab was dark as everyone had went home for the evening, unfortunately the room Sephiroth was in had those annoying white hospital lights and with the walls floor and ceiling all white his room was very bright making it difficult for him to sleep. His bed was only a mattress, no sheets or blanket, not even a pillow. He laid partially curled up, face down with his arms around his head in attempt to block out the bright light. He wore only a pair of black form fitting pants that provided about as much warmth as a pair of leggings would. Long silver hair cascaded over his muscular back that slowly rose and fell with each breath.

[j0ht0-gh0sthunt3r]

need a guy like this ugh

[tiamattseirei]

Ghost from the Past

Closed starter for @soulsfractured

The day had gone by in a blur, starting with the morning routine of checking her vitals along with a blood draw to run labs. Food had been offered to the young woman afterwards, but she ignored it, instead settling for curling up in the corner of the observation room. Even through the mirrored wall, she could feel the scowl of the resident professor.

When the door opened, she had expected yet more tests to be run, or perhaps even another vivisection now that her previous incisions had healed. Instead, she was greeted with the frowning face of a Turk, his graying hair swept back while stormy gray eyes took into the sight before him.

It had been some time since Zin had last seen Tiamatt, and to say she looked worse for wear was an understatement. Her clothes hung loosely on her frame, and despite the glow of mako in her eyes, her gaze felt hollow. A pair of lab assistants squeezed past the old Turk to pull the woman off the floor and to her feet before aiding her to him.

Dismissing the aids, Zin would sling Tiamatt's arm over his shoulder, guiding her from the labs to the upper floors of the Shinra Building. Even with her seated in front of President Shinra, she barely seemed to respond, at least until it was mentioned she would be leaving the labs in exchange for using her abilities in the field as SOLDIER. Zin stood nearby, watching as some life seemed to return to the girl, watching as she signed the contract that freed her from Hojo's care. Just an hour later, Zin left her, with instructions in hand, just outside the elevators on the SOLDIER floor.

Tia looked at the paper, scanning over the directions to sign into her own locker, as well as how to get to her own private quarters. Sensitive ears picked up the noises of others, some close by, some further into the floor. Those who were nearby would cast the occasional glance at her as she made her way to the supply room to change out of the ill fitting medical clothes and into her uniform, but she kept her head down, eyes on the floor.

At least till she bumped into someone, so overwhelmed with the noise all around to notice the boot steps or the sound of toy wagon wheels. Staring at the boots for the briefest of seconds, blue eyes slowly lifted. "My apologies, I'm ne-" Tia paused, seeing a familiar, albeit exhausted face from years past. "...Seph?"

[blackfeathersflurry]

you're beautiful.

~🌱 anon

That's very sweet of you, 🌱 anon.

I...um....I don't really uh.....thanks.

[hiislegacy]

[Continued from Here]

"...Oh, it can do that, yes."

Sephiroth could not look away, wondering just what sort of creature this really was before him. They felt familiar, and yet not, all at the same time. He couldn't help but to want to get closer, a little too close, as always was his way. His steps paused just a few inches away from the other, looking into his face with a hungry expression. "But yours is different..." A slow, drawn out look downwards and up with those eyes of his, as if he were assessing their very soul. "You're not human..."

@aequitaas

[monstrous-angels]

Man all that new Sephiroth being abused content got me thinking about this old image I drew for my RP group a few months ago... it's just been on my mind a bunch man I just... can't imagine why.

Cathy really needs to get some therapy. Her fantasies are getting really graphic.

[geraniumplant]

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉 ☄ ~

Respond to the post using the emoji you are interested in. Please do not reblog. (Specify Ever Crisis "Seph" or Criss Core: pre-Nibelheim Sephiroth.)

👋 Platonic - Sephiroth can sometimes be awkward considering he had limited social interactions growing up. He finds starting and contributing to conversations difficult and finds comradery through actions. To be platonic with Sephiroth means he will remain guarded around you until trust is built.

🫂 Friendship - To be friends with Sephiroth is a step up from being platonic. If you have gained his trust, Sephiroth will be more relaxed and open to you. He appreciates those who see him as a human being and not the perfect soldier. To be friends with Sephiroth means he will put your success and well-being before his own.

❤️ Found Family / Brothers in Arms - For characters such as Angeal and Genesis. Sephiroth is fiercely loyal to those he considers family to the point where he will disobey orders for you. Sephiroth feels he can entrust being open and vulnerable to you, which is a rare thing indeed.

💘 Romantic - Sephiroth has never been interested in romance. To be romantic with Sephiroth is extremely uncommon. He doesnt have much of a sex drive. Physical affection includes hugging, nuzzling, and purring. He appreciates things like brushing his hair over sexual activity any day. Every once in a while he will make love to his partner if that is something his partner desires. In this case, Sephiroth will focus on his partner's pleasure rather than his own. (At this time the only canon characters I ship with Sephiroth are Genesis & Angeal & maaaaybe Vincent or Zack & Glenn.)

🔥 Foe - What did you do to become his enemy? Betrayal to Sephiroth is the lowest of the low, especially if you were considered a friend or family. After betrayal, there is no going back. Sephiroth is known to become obsessive over his enemies, inflicting the amount of pain and suffering he believes you deserve. If you hear his theme playing from out of nowhere, you better run.

-- Estuans interius, ira vehementi Estuans interius, ira vehementi Sephiroth! Sephiroth!

[ladygriffith]

1x1 FF7 RP partner (Fem! Sephiroth/ Cloud)

18+ please

I will be roleplaying as female Sephiroth and I am looking for a roleplay partner to play preferably as Cloud Strife from Final Fantasy VII.

I am interested in a long-term rp as I would like to explore the FF AU plot where Sephiroth is female and how it would affect the plot.

/dark themes, psychological depth and fighting scenes like the original and smut are fine but I am interested in a good story-telling. I write in lengthy and detailed responses and expect the same from you. I am capable of writing supporting characters to help narrate a vivid FF 7 world./

If you prefer to play Zack Fair, Squall or or any other character, it's fine too!

If you prefer to play females, be warned of femslash

Discord is a plus. If interested push the ♥ button and message me and I will answer you asap.

Discord: theperfectanomaly.

[myfandomrealitea]

Actually I'm gonna unleash my frustrations here a little bit and say that if you're doing a roleplay or co-authoring a fic and you find yourself embodying one or more of the following statements:

Only I can make all the decision and choices and anything you try to input I veto or aggressively challenge until you back down.

My character is the ultimate Mary Sue and yours has to pander to mine constantly.

My character is super super intelligent and talented and pretty and everyone loves them and they're superior in every single way.

If I'm not interested in what you just sent I'm going to send the most half-assed replies and passive aggressively hope you strive to meet my unspoken demands and expectations.

Super hyper stereotypes where my character is the super precious submissive uwu bean slut and yours is the mega possessive alpha muscle man dominant.

Sit back and consider if you should really be involving other people or acting that way.

(The last one may seem like personal preference but I usually find its inherently tied with points two and three.)

[yinza]

When you and your husband are both shapeshifters.

[Image Description: Digital artwork of the MCU's Loki and Sephiroth from Final Fantasy VII, shown from the shoulders up. Loki is in his Frost Giant form, and Sephiroth has shifted to match him, although his eyes are still green. It is night, and Loki wears a simple dark green shirt and tunic, while Sephiroth wears a fur-trimmed cape. Sephiroth rests his hand against Loki's cheek, and Loki has placed his own hand atop it. He is looking up at Sephiroth as Sephiroth smiles gently at him. /end ID]

[bardic-tales]

Closed RP • Final Fantasy 7 OG • Sephica tagging: @bigbillythewetwilly

Beginnings || Starter

• Nibelheim, 0002

As silence permeated the underground library, the only sound heard was the slow page turning of books, the muttering of the man, the leather and metal ringing as the sole person in the room reached for the book on the bookcase's top shelf.

The large, black spider skittered to the left of the shelf, backing up against the wooden side. It reared up and waved it's enormous, hairy legs at the person.

Up above them, a gust of wind ripped through the room. A large portal opened near the rafters. The spinning arms of a crimson nebula, twinkling stars, and soft glow of heavenly objects shimmered beyond the tear in reality, causing the person to question their already fragile sanity.

A black tachi fell from the portal, and the weapon screamed in its fall, as several white feathers tumbled with it. The metal screamed in its descent until the point of the tachi embedded deeply into the wooden desk below while the plumage gracefully floated in the air, falling end over end like the last fallen leaves in a wintry gale. Suddenly, a winged form appeared from the cosmic rift. Her blonde hair streamed around her face, the light strands whipping against her cheeks and bridge of her nose. Her snow white wings fluttered in her rocky descent. The feathers ruffled and trembled around her body, as bone pushed through her downy wing arch. Blood streamed from her unconscious, battered body and poured onto the ground in sick, reddening rivers.

[legendsobsessions]

Greetings.

I have heard the people of this world fear you like they fear me in my world.

Are you, perhaps, like me? A being feared for your power? A name that makes even the strongest warriors fall to their knees in fear?

We even dress similarly. Interesting.

[ @fallenangel-sephy ]

Feared for my power may be a strong way of putting it. I'm simply a Pokémon Trainer! With... a particular reputation, I'll admit, that isn't unearned. But still.

Um. Greetings to you as well?

[j0ht0-gh0sthunt3r]

Hey, have you ever been to Hisui

Ive been to Sinnoh a few times, yeah. but they dont call it Hisui anymore, anon.