#sefikuraweek

[wisedo]

SefikuraWeek 2025 - Day 3 - Home

Sephiroth is playing house with his puppet.

[deadbirdcage]

@sefikuraweek day 1 ✦ Childhood

[sefikuraweek]

Hey there, fellow Sefikura shippers! Holiday season is upon us and it’s also time for yet another edition of the Sefikura Appreciation Week, an event that runs from January 25th through January 31st, during which you can share your love for this ship through fanworks in the #sefikuraweek tag.

Prompts can be found below. Feel free to be as creative with those as you can¹, and take your time working on your entries, but please don’t forget to post them in the right date².

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Jan. 25 || Day 1. Childhood

Jan. 26 || Day 2. Fire

Jan. 27 || Day 3. Home

Jan. 28 || Day 4. Mother

Jan. 29 || Day 5. Hero

Jan. 30 || Day 6. Abduction

Jan. 31 || Day 7. Time

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Please remember to include the week’s tag within the first 5 tags or else it might be almost impossible to find your work! If you fear you won’t be found anyway, please @ this blog or send a DM. Anything containing any Character/Ship Hate won’t be accepted, so avoid including those in your entries.(Making characters as villains is fine, however.) Also don’t repost anyone else’s work as your own! Definitely don’t harass other people and remember that fiction is fiction.

We’re also on other platforms as well! Find even more of the event in the AO3 COLLECTION, TWITTER or our brand new BSKY branch.

And if you have any questions, don’t be afraid of sending a message.

Hopefully it’ll turn out to be a fun event for everyone!

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¹: please remember to tag content appropriately

²: delays are completely forgiven and the tag will be checked for 7 days after the 31st just to be sure

[chicagamingzee]

Sefikura week 2025, Day 3: Home

It would be nice to imagine them living peacefully in their own home away from any conflict...

[mikussabbath]

Cloud wakes up in the past, only to find that today is the day that Sephiroth will arrive in Nibelheim. There's no time to beat him there, no time to get rid of Jenova, so he does the next best thing: he meets him in the middle.

Sefikura Week 2025 Day 6 - Abduction

[s-ephiroth]

everything goes dark and you die

Sefikura Week 2025

Sephiroth tries to escape his certain doom, only to find himself drawn to something — someone — else entirely.

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Day 1 - Childhood

The Strifes live humbly, he finds.

It’s only Cloud and his mom — who almost immediately takes Sephiroth under her wing the moment she sees him in the state Cloud brings him in — in a small house that dwarfs further being right on the side of a two story one.

Maybe… he doesn’t need to go back to the manor. Maybe it’s okay to stay and have some soup, to share a warm bed even if it’s a tight fit. If he wishes hard enough, then perhaps… he could be forgotten and won’t need to be such a special kid, after all. Or so he thinks, at least, enjoying far too much the feeling of just being a child in Cloud’s company; soaking in as much of that kindness as he can manage, even as it overwhelms him, even as it feels so… forbidden.

[thrandilf]

For Sefikura Week 2025 Day 6: Abduction. Rating: T, but mind the tags! Really indulgent (and messed up) puppet strings symbolism fic with surreal/sensual emphasis. - Cloud woke up within a bombardment of his senses less coherent than a dream. Moonlight illuminated the scene, surreal under the stars, a too sweet floral scent on the wild breeze. Grasses swayed around him like the ocean’s surface, silver and beautiful in a way the sun could never enchant them. He spun around, blinking rapidly as he tried to decipher if the world around him was even moving at all or if he was so dizzy he couldn’t tell. His ribs were tight with every inhale. The suffocating pressure around his torso, snuggest at the waist, was familiar, but he had no time to dwell on it as he automatically moved in time to a melody he felt more than heard. His right hand was clasped in another’s, his other hand resting on a shoulder taller than his. Most striking of anything else within his sight was a splash of vibrance against the greyscale— mako-tinted eyes so close to his that he could easily make out the aquamarine hues pooled around their narrow pupils.

[monsoonpanda]

this is it. this is the chapter that makes me vibrate with excitement at 9.9 on the richter scale and also makes me want to hide under a rock like a bug until someone comes to tell me how it’s been received.

if, as i do, you like seeing Sephiroth frolic in fields and interact positively with animals (and also with Cloud), you may enjoy this fic.

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Chapter summary: Blue petals, green leaves, and a tiny gold sun.

Their journey takes them back to the coast in the last long hot days of summer, to a large town with a similarly large sea monster problem. The houses here are plastered in pale peach and yellow, their roofs made of terracotta tiles that fit together like the scales of a giant fish. Steep, ruddy hillsides scattered with hardy scrubs and firs; bleached pebble beaches; buildings, all drawn together by the warm glow of the sun at its zenith.

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not strictly a Sefikura Week entry, but I managed to cover 5/7 prompts in this chapter, and have been living in a very happy sefikura daze this week while editing.

[bladesmercy]

sefikura week 2024

day 1: surrender.

At his companion’s urging, Cloud had finally sat down and grimly gone over those ashen events of five years ago, reliving the final few days of his boyhood innocence.

He had left some details out.

day 2: cage.

Sephiroth returns from the mission in Rhadore to his steel-plated birdcage in Midgar. A stranger breaks down the door.

day 3: revival.

There is only one word in the world truly worth remembering.

day 4: longing.

“Sing to them. It helps them grow.”

He remembers Aerith telling him that once, about flowers. It must be the same for herbs too, or at least he hopes so for the sake of his withering basil. He doesn’t know how he knows Aerith, or who she was to him. He knows that he loved her, and he knows that she’s dead.

[It’s the year ‘01, and the Wutai War has just ended. Cloud tends to his garden.]

day 5: otherworldly.

Seek paleblood, the note said, in familiar handwriting. Cloud can’t help giving an irritated sigh at the brevity of his former self, and wishes he had been a little more specific.

The moonlit city of Yharnam stretches out before him, all gloomy spires and darkened roads. With only a handwritten note and a handful of memories to guide him, he steps forward.

day 6: void.

Ultimately, Gaia drowns in ichor and in refuse. They tilt their head back to the countless stars, affixing sky-blue eyes to the heavens, and wonder if it will be the same on the next planet.

day 7: ephemeral.

With seven seconds left, Cloud takes the hand offered to him.

[erza155-writes]

Ginnungagap

Sefikura Week 2024 | Day 7 - Ephemeral

Fandom: FF7

Characters: Sephiroth, Cloud Strife, Gaia

Ship: Cloud Strife x Sephiroth

Wordcount: 638

Underneath Gaia’s stars there are many wonders, but it has not always been so. Long ago, before humans overtook the ancients, even before giants roaming the realm; there was love.

The love lay between two primordials, more than god-like beings active before Gaia herself sprang into existence. The Orderly Dark One who would become known to humans by the name of Sephiroth, and The Chaotic Light One who would become known as Cloud. Though they were entities of conflicting domains, and though they were two, they lived as one.

How their love came to be, no one knows. But the force of it could not be denied or altered as they traversed the stars reshaping matter into existence as they pleased. Thus, they were known as The Lovers. And as is the convention for lovers, they begat a child.

(For all that they’re apart at the start of their new lives, Cloud and Sephiroth are very strange children. Sephiroth’s rigidity to order fascinates and frustrates Shinra. Had it not been for his ability to and preference for just melting into the dark shadows, he would have easily become the new poster child for malicious compliance. Cloud is nearly ungovernable, always reaching for the nearest light source be it an open flame or a bulb. Claudia worries for her wild son.)

When Gaia blossomed into existence, she was loved. Not by Sephiroth who held no regard for the child that he had not planned for; but by Cloud who adored all existence and welcomed most as his children. As Gaia bloomed into further greatness, Sephiroth could only watch, feeling as if he was slowly losing his other half.

Sephiroth refused to abide by this. Long before this child, and long after her too, Cloud would still love him. Cloud belonged to him and no upstart brat would get in the way of that. As he is wont to do, Sephiroth planned. Bending the universe to his will, his plans came to fruition and he sent Gaia a gift.

Upon opening the gift, Gaia was distraught, for instead she and her children fell prey to the curse Sephiroth had crafted. Even as she fell to grief, Gaia became enraged. Sephiroth had killed her children for naught but spite, and she would ensure that he paid for it.

(The ax forgets; the tree remembers)

As she lost herself in her own spite and her quest to avenge her children, Gaia schemed. The universe would not bend to her will as it did for Sephiroth thus alternative measures had to be taken.

She managed to lure Sephiroh into a trap and sealed him away. It would have been perfect were it not for Cloud. Upon his discovery of what she had done, he tried everything he could to reach his other half. But it was not to be. Even as he razed a path of destruction across the realms, he received no answers.

Heartbroken, but needing to protect herself and her children, Gaia sealed him away too.

As Gaia wept and grieved, she continued to create. Her tears would become the streams, lakes, rivers, and oceans of the world. She moved mountains to provide shelter for her new children. She erected shrines and temples to her first children, in the hopes that her succeeding children would not forget their predecessors, nor what led to their demise.

But even as she desperately built and shaped her new world, it was with the understanding that nothing she built would last.

(Cloud’s eyes meet Sephiroth’s and it is a quiet moment. There is no bang to announce the end of the world; only the subtle smirking twitch of Sephiroth’s lips. It was never a contest and the little upstart would soon learn her place. Cloud’s only true love is reserved for Sephiroth, and Sephiroth alone.)

A/N: it's 11:17pm where I'm at rn so this technically still counts! Anyway, theme was ephemeral so yadda yadda Cloud & Seph's love for anyone not themselves is..... well look at the theme of the day i guess

anyway i did write this in like 3 hours so it is rough and unedited and i'm gonna go to bed thinking about the lore i didn't get to put in for this new idea that i came up with literally less than 10 hours ago

also sorry to anyone looking for meaning from this because my inspiration was like norse mythology + cowherd & weaver girl + 'i bet on losing dogs' by mitski. have fun making something out of that, i certainly did!

as always, this'll be up on ao3 at an indefinite time in the future, cheers lads!

and importantly!!!! Thank you mod @sefikuraweek for consistently running this event! It always sparks a lot of joy! and even though I'm scared to reach out to people, genuinely thank you so much for your consistent efforts because it's what's inspiring me to make sure i don't miss publishing a sefikura fic during sefikura week for like the next 3 years at least. see you next year!

[kayariel7]

Poetry for Sefikura Week Days 1-7 are all up! ✌🏻

[wisedo]

SefikuraWeek 2025 - Day 7 - Time

Sands of time are not allowed to claim Cloud, Sephiroth will make sure that his puppet stays by his side.

[deadbirdcage]

@sefikuraweek day 2 ✦ Fire This sketch is based off of the Chinese myth of the dragon and the phoenix :) I found myself fascinated by their story of balance (and love c:) so I did my best to create a semi-faithful sefikura interpretation. Please enjoy two extra sketches under the cut! Likes, Comments & Reblogs are always appreciated! (´◡`)

[sefikuraweek]

Happy FF7 Day, everyone!

(This message is running a little late, but it should still be FF7 Day somewhere, right? ...Right?)

Thanks a lot for joining in for this week, whether you wrote, drew, crafted or read and commented (or just left kudos because you're shy, that's okay too)!

For anyone running late, worry not and feel free to keep posting what you still gotta post for the next five or so days. Yours truly will be checking the tag and mentions for any signs of activity or loose black materias. (There's no intention of summoning Meteor, why are you looking like that?)

If somehow you were missed, please contact via DM or mention this blog in a message and you shall be attended to.

Anyway, may we meet again next year for more of this!

— The Admin

[mikussabbath]

Sephiroth travels to the past, to the time when Shinra still rules the planet, so that he can carry out his plans without opposition.

He takes Cloud on as his student so that he can once more become his equal, but this time, he will stand with Sephiroth, rather than against him.

Unfortunately, Cloud is more stubborn than Sephiroth often knows how to handle, and he finds that his plans are not proceeding as they should. When Cloud forces Sephiroth to meet his mother, he finds that she is just as willful as her son, which leads to even more complications for him to deal with.

Sefikura Week 2025 Day 4 - Mother

[s-ephiroth]

everything goes dark and you die

Sefikura Week 2025

If the loops will keep abducting them, maybe it's about time they kidnap themselves.

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Day 6 - Abduction

It can’t really be helped. He follows in the shadows of all that has burned down to stardust in the past, memory returning with every footstep.

“I’m not trapped this time,” Sephiroth says, once Cloud finds him, “but you were.”

“Isn’t your real body stuck in the Crater at this point in time?”

Blood’s flicked off Masamune with a quick, rattling motion.

Sephiroth’s words wrap around a smile in the dark with just about the same ease.

“Well noted. But I’m not my body, Cloud. If I was, I would have already ceased to exist, a long, long time ago.” He turns his gaze to the floor, almost as if he could contemplate the Planet itself beneath them, even as they’re several floors above land. “This place would have killed me and you would have been gone after your first death, too. We wouldn’t have known each other or perhaps… I would have spent more time than I should, poking into your head.”

“I guess… that makes sense. Maybe I’m like that too, in some way.”

A hand touches Cloud’s cheek at that.

“You are. We wouldn’t be in this situation if you weren’t.”