#sephgen fic

[strayheartless]

Give you what you like - SephGen:

As always, don't like don't read! I will 100% admit that this is inspired by that Avril Lavigne song, and I won't apologise for it.

Sephiroth is not so oblivious to the human condition that he didn't know when something felt off about the people he was close to. His very exisitance revolved around knowing when danger was afoot; to know the threat and be the solution, and he found when dealing with certain people it served him just as well. He may have missed out on key communication skills as a child, but he's not stupid.

There had been something amiss the minute he'd heard his PHS chirp obnoxiously that afternoon. Genesis' text had been short but there was something about it that made it feel less curt and more desprate. In one blunt sentance he had managed to tell Sephiroth both exactly what was wrong, while also leaving him completely in the dark about how he himself played a part in it.

"you're coming over tonight?"

The question mark was a idle pleasentry. They both knew it wasn't a question, nor a request. This wasn't an anxious lover asking for his attention; this was Genesis telling him he didn't trust himself enough to be left alone.

In all the time they had been doing whatever this was, Sephiroth had come to understand that this was Gen gifting him a rare sliver of trust. He didn't think either of them would give up their fully unguarded selves to eachother - there was too much messy, jelous rivalry sitting between the two of them, but what they did trust eachother with felt like pure gold to Sephiroth.

Genesis demanding his time was less a irritation then it was a revelation. He would never let the other man know, but Sephiroth craved every second they spent together like a mako addict. Genesis lit every cell of his body on fire like nothing else could.

All this to say, he knew Genesis; had mapped his skin so many times he could do it in his sleep. He knew what made him tick and he knew when something was wrong.

... and something was wrong.

If the text hadn't been enough of an alarm bell, then opening the apartment door to find Genesis sat on the floor surrounded by food, wine and candles was.

They didn't do romance; not like this anyway. A night in watching stupid period drama's was the extent of anything even remotly romantic they'd done together.

They weren't dating. They had made that quite painfully clear to eachother in the way that they hid every less than platonic interaction they had with eachother. The best lable you could put on the whole affair was just that. An affair.

they weren't cheating or braking up any marriages with their activities, but the sneaking around, and the pain he knew both of them felt because of it made every move feel like a trasgression somehow.

They didn't do romance. That's not what this was.

"Should I be calling a doctor?" Sephiroth said, and if their was wariness to his words -to his movments- he felt he was justified in it.

Genesis just looked at him; his legs crossed, bare shoulders hunched a little, like he was trying to make himself smaller. Those alarm bells were getting louder.

"Will you just... " he seemed to struggle with himself for a second "Just come sit with me... please."

Sephiroth blinked. "I didn't know you knew that word." maybe it was the wrong thing to say, but it was enough to morph Gen's face into something a little more recognisable.

"If you are going to be an ass you can just leave," he snapped, expression stromy and far more recognisably Genesis. "I have not the inclination nor the patience to put up with your snide humour tonight. If you can't leave it at the door then we are wasting our time here!"

That was enough to have Sephiroth shedding his paldrons and coat, throwing them over a near by armchair before sinking to the floor in front if his friend. From down here he could see the tiredness in Genesis' eyes that had been growing steadily worse since the training incident.

Tonight it looked to have taken over his entire face. Under the thin veil of performative irritation, Gen looked bone tired.

"There he is," Sephiroth breathed, leaning in to Kiss Genesis sweetly on the mouth. It was soft and light, and so wholly not them, but for the sake of not knowing what Genesis needed, Sephiroth simply let it be. As he pulled away Gen's face changed again; the look more regretful now, a little resigned.

"I'm sorry," he murmered. " I- I feel like this whole thing has just gotten away from me."

"what thing? us, this?" The situation wasn't making sense, but if Genesis was willing to share then Sephiroth was willing to listen.

Genesis simply looked away. "no, not us,"

"What then?"

"It doesn't matter now. Its decided, best not to dwell," that was not the answer he wanted, but he supposed it was the answer he'd expected. They didn't share feelings outside of sex. if words or emotions came out during, both of them could put it down to racing adrenaline and hormones. Outside of that they were plauged with an inability to get past pety rivalry enough to ever trust that the other wouldn't throw their insecurities back at them in the heat of the moment.

Sephiroth knew that they both felt like they were already sharing too much. He may want to drown himself in Genesis almost constantly, but that didn't mean he was stupid enough to actually do it.

He moved to sit more comfortably on the floor; pressing his back up against the arm of the couch for support. Genesis tracked his movements, seemingly searching for some kind of physical sign from him.

"Come here then," Sephiroth said, parting his thighs as invatation for Genesis to sit inbetween them. As Gen cautiously shifted towards him he hooked an arm around the red heads waist and effectivly disregarding the caution entirly. "What to you want?"

He could have asked what he needed but that was never a word they'd used. 'Need' implied a certain level of interest in the others wellbeaing that neither of them were willing to admit to; 'want' felt better, more detached... perhaps they also both knew what bullshit that all was. Sephiroth didn't want to think too hard on that.

Gen's face made a complicated movement. Something between pained and upset, with a dash of devistated adoration (not that Sephiroth would point that out.)

"I want-" he seemed to choke on the words for a second. "I... want to pretend we're real lovers... just for tonight. I want to sit here with you and I want to eat, and drink until I can't feel the pain in my chest anymore, and then I want you to take me to bed and make love to me like I mean the world to you. I want-"

He cut himself off looking away from what was most likely the look of pure shock on Sephiroths face. How in the seven hells was he supposed to respond to that.

Alas he had to say something. "why?"

Genesis breathed in a long fortifying breath. Sephiroth wished he could see into his head. He wished he could just know what the hell was going on with him. Why was he acting so strange?

"Because maybe I'm finally tired of not being loved," he whispered. "And as ridiculously difficult as it may be to believe darling, I am actually a human capable of complex emotions such as loneliness."

Sephiroth tightened his hold on him, drawing Genesis in so that they were chest to chest.

"Thats not everything." Genesis didn't look offended, but he seemed a little hurt anyway. it wasn't the whole truth, he could see it in Gen's eye's, and maybe he could see it reflected back at him. They had never defined their relationship; had always made it feel like a sorded secret. But to so plainly lay his own insecurity at Sephiroths feet like that? To look him in the eye and tell him 'I wish you would love me' as if Sephiroth had never shown any indication of being less than consumed by him body and soul?

It hurt more than he was willing to admit to himself. He loved Genesis with an intensity that amounted to sheer physical agony somedays. But they had never said it. They had never breathed a word of their true feelings towards each other because they didn't do that, it's not who they were.

"Perhaps not lover, but does it really matter?" He ghosted his lips over Sephiroths and the general felt the shiver that ran down his spine where his hand met Genesis' back. "Secrets of no, you get to release some tension, I get to pretend to feel wanted, and the world comes crashing down anyway. so why not just say yes?"

That alarm bell thats been going off was now hammering the inside of his skull, making it hard to think, hard to breath.

This wasn't right. There was something so horrendously, grotesquely wrong with this picture, and he could scream with fustration with not knowing what it was.

Genesis was being the most vulrnrable he had ever been with him, and it was terrifying. he wanted it to stop. He wanted to live in a world where there wasn't this stupid rivalry, this petty game of one-upmanship. A world where he could tell Genesis 'I do love you' and not feel like he was giving too much of himself away, like he was betraying his position to the enemy.

He wanted to be able to love Genesis the way he wanted to, the way Gen deserved...

And maybe thats why he let him self say...

"okay,"

[the-music-maniac]

Why is the daddy dom characterization so common with pre-nibelheim Sephiroth in fanfics. Does that look like a man who knows how to fuck, to you?

If someone does anything sexy in front of him, he would give them the Seph equivalent of a frog blink. That man is tired.

Lol jokes aside, I suspect for someone who has had his bodily autonomy dictated by lab techs and Hojo for the entirety of his life, he wouldn't be raring to have one night stands with complete strangers in his free time. Sure you could argue that sexual intercourse would be a way to regain a little control of autonomy, but I don't think it's likely when it would be with strangers that - not only never sees Sephiroth as anything but the famed legend (an image he doesn't like btw) which is likely accompanied by unwanted expectations of what he's like in bed, but complete strangers that could've also been sent to like. Assassinate the most important asset that Shinra has?

My point being that I don't think Sephiroth really had any safe space to explore what he likes for something like sex - and since it isn't necessary for his duty as a soldier, and may even count as unwanted distraction and vulnerability - Sephiroth likely discarded any interest in it entirely. That is, if he had any interest at all in the first place. You could also assume he could explore it with people he IS close with (ex. Angeal, Genesis etc.) but in those scenarios he wouldn't exactly know off the bat what he likes, or be self assured in any sense.

Trigger Warning (implication of SA/dubious consent): Of course you could also explore the darker side of this, which is that Sephiroth has experience because he didn't have a say in it, bc the company used him/trained him as an asset in this aspect as well. Which is an entirely different discussion to be had, so I won't go into it any further here.

And I think despite the suggestive shit that post-nibelheim Seph says to Cloud, his mind is not on anything sexual in actuality. He's likely aware of the effect flirtation and innuendo can have on people - disgust or interest or whatever would distract an opponent. Or he's just entirely unaware of - or does not care how else his words can be taken. He's a drama queen, but his goals have been pretty clear post insanity, and they have nothing to do with something as mundane as sex. So his demeanour after Jenova isn't that applicable (also we know that square Enix was like heehee we figured you would like this dialogue, so there is also that).

Basically, while I understand Sephiroth is a cool character for exploring fantasies (valid, go ham) - in terms of if you're trying to be accurate to canon characterizations, fics where he's written as a suave dom/top gets a bit of a question mark from me??

I feel like what makes more sense for ships involving pre-nibelheim Seph (including those sefikura time travel fixits that I'm mildly obsessed with) would be uncertainty. Here is finally someone who he actually feels safe to explore this aspect with, and it's natural for exploration to involve stumbles. And I don't think Seph would rule out submission or bottoming as an option in regards to himself either. Or switching/versatility. As someone trained to be objective or logical when tackling anything really - he would probably go about it methodically. So why not try it all to gather data?

What his and his partners' eventual preferences are gonna be is author's choice of course lmao

Also a disclaimer before I end it here - this post is purely because I find discussion on this interesting. If you disagree, or just wanna write what you wanna see, definitely do that and disregard what I've said. Fanfic is supposed to be self indulgent, so who gives a shit what other people think.

[foreststarflaime]

One morning at Shinra Sephiroth has a black eye for 3 hours. He will acts like nothing is wrong. Rumors spiral around. What happened?

-Early that morning-

Angeal was away on a mission. That’s usually the first sign proceeding an incident of this nature. Sephiroth and Genesis left together unsupervised—Lazard keeps an extra stash of painkillers in his desk just for this kind of occasion.

They’d been tame enough last night. Genesis had managed to civilly (for once) coax Sephiroth away from his paperwork and into his apartment, where they had proceeded to devour the leftover pie Angeal had left them while watching movies until late in the night. Genesis—who had only just returned from a mission himself, and was lacking on proper sleep—had gotten perhaps a little too comfortable, and had perhaps bought too plush a sofa, since he had slumped over further and further until he had fallen asleep on Sephiroth’s shoulder. Sephiroth, unusually comfortable himself, had been disinclined to extricate himself from the situation, and had drawn the blanket up to cover them both and slept the night through right there.

They’d even been civil for a record amount of time after they’d woken up. Perhaps Genesis’ penchant for chaos had been temporarily soothed by the rare sight of Sephiroth fast asleep and curled up against him like a contented cat, his silver hair turned to gold in the morning sun peeking through the window. Perhaps the sight had stirred him to an act of love instead of mischief, since instead of grabbing a permanent marker to draw a mustache on that perfect face like he’d always wanted, he carefully pulled away—smiling fondly at the barely-audible noise of protest that prompted—and moved to the kitchen to make breakfast.

The problems started soon after.

Sephiroth was watching Genesis move about the kitchen, his head ever so slightly cocked. Genesis, mid-attempted-pancake-flip, noticed this and snorted.

“What?”

“You are…making pancakes?”

“So I am. Don’t look so surprised—or are these not up to his picky highnesses’ royal standards?”

“I…am not opposed to pancakes.”

“My friend, your desire is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess.” Genesis flashed him a fond smile. And flipped the pancake again. Sephiroth followed it with his eyes intently, almost involuntarily.

He was silent for a moment. Then—“didn’t Angeal make fresh pancakes not three days ago? Were the leftovers not in his freezer?”

Genesis cursed and nearly dropped the pan. He had definitely forgotten about that. Trying to pass it off as him having burned his finger, he tried to save face. “What, would you rather have Angeal’s frozen days-old pancakes than my fresh ones made with love? Do gestures mean nothing to you?”

A hint of a mischevious smile ghosted Sephiroth’s face. Genesis did so love encouraging that look in him, but it was unfortunate when it was turned against him. “Angeal’s food usually tastes better. He actually reads the recipes.”

“Well, maybe I just have better things to be reading, dear. I’ll have you know, anything Angeal can do I can do with style.” He flipped a pancake with a flourish to emphasize this, higher than the last. Sephiroth tracked its movement like a cat stalking a mouse. Genesis finally noticed this and smirked widely.

“That does not seem…efficient,” Sephiroth commented. “Are you not worried about it falling?”

Genesis just smirked wider, and flipped the pancake higher. “I’ve skill enough.”

“Hm.” Sephiroth’s eyes were slightly dilated, like a predator on the hunt. “…How much?”

A challenge. Excellent. Genesis flipped the pancake several feet into the air. Sephiroth was perfectly still.

“We seek it thus…” Genesis weighed the pan in his hand—“and take to the sky!” He flipped the pancake with all of his dramatic prowess. The pancake sailed up, up, up, flipping and flipping…

And promptly collided with the ceiling. And stayed there.

Sephiroth blinked at Genesis. Genesis blinked at Sephiroth.

No one who presumed to have any sort of familiarity with Sephiroth would have recognized the shit-eating grin that spread across his face. Sephiroth took out his PHS, opened to his messages with Angeal, clicked the photo option, and began to point it at the ceiling-cake.

With a yelp, Genesis launched himself at Sephiroth. Sephiroth gracefully pirouetted out of the irate redhead’s path, moving to reposition his PHS. Genesis, for once knowing when he was bested in outright battle, decided he had a better chance of getting rid of the evidence before it could be documented.

Clambering onto the counter, he grabbed Rapier from where it was leaning and used it as a sort of stilt on which to balance to reach the errant pancake. His fingers brushed the edge, and a little of the batter peeled off onto the floor, but a gibbous of pancake still remained, mocking him. Sephiroth was laughing. Genesis strained a little further—why were these ceilings so high?—and just managed to grasp the rest. Sephiroth was moving towards him now, PHS lowered, and Genesis straightened in triumph and indignation—

And promptly felt Rapier slip out beneath him with a horrid sound against the kitchen tile. Flailing, he went down hard. Sephiroth attempted to catch him, but Genesis felt his elbow strike something painfully and they both went down hard.

Genesis scrambled for the PHS, scanning the miraculously uncracked screen to find the delete button—but the evidence had already been sent. “FUCK!”

“Hm,” Sephiroth hummed, sitting up with a hand to his eye. Genesis glanced over at him and did a double take.

“Fuck.”

-3 hours later-

“I dunno, Kuns, doesn’t seem all that believable to me,” Zack mumbled in between bites. Sephiroth was sitting a few tables away, sporting a nasty black eye (partially concealed by what appeared to be hastily-applied makeup), nonchalantly cutting up his lunch. Genesis was nowhere to be seen. “They wouldn’t be that clumsy. They’re Firsts! They have, like, crazy reflexes! I bet he got it from some spy that snuck in or something. That would be totally badass. Where’d you hear that rumor from, anyways?”

[rottenpumpkin13]

Feeding off the last Genesis tumblr ask: how does he feel about the fanfiction if he gets to it? Sephgen and otherwise- how does he feel about the way people interpret his character and his relationships?

Genesis either detests anything that misrepresents who he is as a person and puts him in situations he would never place himself in, OR he's lounging after a long day with a glass of wine in one hand (and the E-reader no one can know he owns because he vocally despises them), amused by the fan works people write about him—after all, what's a greater display of adoration than dedicating entire stories to him?

• The funnest reads are reader inserts where he can place himself in the mind of someone else who's in love with him.

• Sephgen fics are tied as a close second, because there's so many of them and he enjoys reading the dirty situations their fans place them in. + he can get a glimpse of what it would be like. Doing the deed with Sephiroth, as if his overactive imagination hasn't created that scene more than once.

• He and Angeal have drunkenly read Gengeal fics together before and they die laughing each time.

• ASGZC fics are his guilty pleasure. What's more entertaining than reading a fanfiction where you and your best friends are one big polycule? Although he has been known to get too into a story and get fiction and reality confused.

Sephiroth: Good morning.

Genesis: Good morning? That's it? No kiss, no loving embrace? Are we in the midst of a lover's quarrel?

Sephiroth: When have I ever kissed you good morning?

Genesis: You did so in chapter 4 of Eternal Embrace.

Sephiroth: Chapter 4 of what?

*Genesis pulls out his phone and shows him the fic*

Sephiroth:

Genesis:

Sephiroth:

Genesis: Are you curious to know more about it?

Sephiroth: I'm curious to know what you're reading that has Breeding, Electrocution and Marriage as the first three tags.

[flowerwiththemachinegun]

Just a little funny haha I saw and fb and had to smack Gen and Seph’s name on it cause ayo I know Seph be on that. Touch starved ass.

[getvalentined]

Smoke and Mirrors ║ Seven: Ontogenetic Niche Shift + Epilogue: Post-Mortem ⤳

Chapters: 7/7 + epilogue Fandom: Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII, Before Crisis: Final Fantasy VII Rating: Explicit Warnings: Author Chose Not To Warn Relationships: Genesis Rhapsodos/Sephiroth Characters: Cloud Strife, Zack Fair, Claudia Strife, Sephiroth, Genesis Rhapsodos Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Eventual Smut, Medicinal Drug Use, Recreational Drug Use, Nibelheim Incident (Compilation of FFVII), Graphic Depictions of Illness, Degradation (Compilation of FFVII), Averting the Nibelheim Incident With:, Weed, Blowjobs, Threesome - M/M/M, featuring C/G/S, Praise Kink, Bottom Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII), Top Genesis Rhapsodos, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Timeskip, Other Characters Not Mentioned in Tags, Other Ships Not Mentioned in Tags, See Epilogue for Details

Finding the end of the journey.

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And that's a wrap, folks. This update is actually two in one, as it's the final chapter (15k words) and the epilogue (7.5k words). And with that, Smoke and Mirrors is officially complete.

Thank you all for coming along on this ride with me. I hope it was worth the wait.

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[ilminnestrone]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Genesis Rhapsodos/Sephiroth Characters: Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII), Genesis Rhapsodos Additional Tags: Trans Female Character, Trans Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII), Lingerie, Sensuality, No Sex, No Beta we die like Genesis' parents

To @birdblacksocialclub. Out of love, not exhaustion.

[professional-sephiroth-scrungler]

~Short Angst Drabble~

The rare times he shared a bed with Genesis were some of the times he actually slept well, slept peacefully. Sephiroth wished those moments could’ve been fit in more but between their busy schedules, the war in Wutai, and anything else that came up, it was difficult to say the least. But the lulls in their schedules did have somewhat of a pattern and that became the closest thing to routine they would get.

It had been a while since Sephiroth had gotten a semblance of good sleep and tonight was supposed to be a night they were spending together. He rolled over and felt the other side of the bed for Genesis. It was cold.

He had forgotten in his sleep deprived haze… Genesis had been MIA for several weeks now. The sterile whites, grays, and blues of Shinra Tower felt at least a little warm when Genesis was around. But now, even his own bed felt uninviting. And he was cold; so cold…

Sephiroth wraps himself up in the blankets tighter and rolled away from the empty space. He reaches for his PHS on his nightstand and flips it open, scrolling to Genesis’s contact. He hesitates for a moment before pressing CALL. He doesn’t dare let himself hope, especially not at this time of night but still, anxiety and desperation rush through him for Genesis to pick up.

He doesn’t.

He never does.

[kaonarvna]

Work and health have had me tied up, but here's another little treat!

"Chapter" Name: Maintenance and Testing — Sector Zero, Midgar 199X

Summary: Late at night, beyond office hours, Zack checks on the forty-ninth floor's combat simulator to see if any of the FIRSTs are still in the building. He finds Genesis and Sephiroth using the training suite, although not for its intended purposes.

Tags: Slice of Life, Emotional Hurt/No Comfort(?), Implied Sexual Content, Implied Bottom Sephiroth??

Potential TWs: Enforcement of systemic homophobia in the workplace.

WC: ~3000 (8-16 minute read)

Short sample below the cut!

Maintenance and Testing — Sector Zero, Midgar 199X

The final half-dozen grains of rice pick up onto the bottom of Zack’s fork as he presses the plastic prongs down into them. He eats every grain. Only the tiniest slivers of meat gristle and smears of oily residue sit on top of the disposable container’s surface. Most of the stools in the sixty-forth floor’s canteen area have been flipped upside down onto their tables. The swish of caretaker sweeper mops and the quiet hum of the dimmed florescent lights are the only company left. Except for Sector Eight and market down below, Midgar has gone dark for the night.

Zack squints at one of the clocks behind a food counter. One of the hands points to nine, another to ten—he can’t tell which is which from this far. He checks his PHS just to double check. It’s ten to ten.

“Angeal’s still out…” he mumbles to himself, checking through his text messages with his mentor.

Zack’s rereads them in his head.

FAIR, Zack: how long u out for?? need feedback on sim session results pls

ANGEAL (WORK): Hello, I’m away from my PHS right now. I will be out of town until Friday evening. I will try to respond to my messages the day after I return. If you are getting in touch about an urgent work concern, please contact another first or the director for support. (automated reply delivered courtesy of SEPC Telecom Services)

“Is it urgent?” he asks himself, leaning back on the stool and staring up at the ceiling. He balances on the back legs, holding onto the tall table with one hand, his PHS in the other. “Everyone’s gonna be at home, but I’m not going to remember tomorrow, and…”

Scrolling through the PHS messages with Angeal, he stops and re-reads:

ANGEAL (WORK): Sometimes we do stay late. We (Sephiroth and Genesis, let’s be honest) can only really spar when no one else is on the floor. It is part of their risk assessments. If you ever see the sims booked out late for “maintenance and testing” it’s probably us, haha. Stay clear if you are still inside. Use other combat sims if you need them.

FAIR, Zack: lol ik sephiroth can WRECK outside, surprised hes allowed to fight indoors!! :)

ANGEAL (WORK): He is not supposed to operate inside Midgar unless there is an emergency for that reason, haha.

Genesis too.

“Ten at night…I mean, I could check…” he tap-taps through to his emails, checking the simulator timetable sent out earlier in the week. He zooms in and out of the spreadsheet, mumbling to himself about how much better it looks on the computer. Then he finds it at the bottom of the document: Simulator closed for maintenance and testing 21:00 Wednesday 29th – 02:00 Thursday 30th.

His eyes go wide. Zack double checks the date, before stuffing his PHS back into his pocket. Snatching his empty food container off the table, he briskly walks to the nearest bin, throws it out, then takes himself to the elevators. He presses the down button once, and then twice, and again, until he can hear the mechanisms inside moving.

...

Read the full piece on Ao3!

[depression-napping]

Fanfic Rec: For No Good Reason

By Sphinxofthenile

Rating: M/M 18+

SephGen, SephCloud (but Vincent is in it :>)

This is an incredible take on the universe of FFVII, seen through the lens of a World War 2 AU. When I want to cry a little I read this fic. Beautifully written and researched.

It’s Veteran’s Day in the US today. TBH I’m mostly using Veteran’s Day as an excuse to share this fanfic lol

Please note: This fic contains some disturbing content (mentions of torture, genocide, fascism, dubcon etc), but it is just as much a condemnation of those things as it is a tragic love story. If the synopsis makes you uncomfortable, please do not read it.

Read it here

[rainbowcarousels]

“You better put that out before we go inside,” Angeal gestured to the cigarette that Genesis had been nursing for the last ten minutes. “You’ll set off the smoke alarm.” “I would if the wires in it were still connected,” Genesis replied. The way he rolled his tongue over his lips, wetting them as gestured with the lit stick to Angeal. “Don’t you have a puppy to mother?” “Genesis, you can’t disable your smoke alarms!” Angeal placed the damp towel over the smouldering bricks from their disposable barbecue. “What if there’s a fire?” “If there’s a fire in there, it’s much more likely Genesis is the one who started it.”

A rooftop barbecue to celebrate moving house takes a turn when Genesis decides to see if Sephiroth enjoys smoking.

[fistfuloflightning]

Old sketches from a couple years back of a Pantheon/Dragon AU I was playing with. Notes I found with it:

A prince is cursed with a disease and he’s treated as a dead man walking. The king goes so far as to have him buried alive but he escapes in his death shroud and becomes an exile waiting for inevitable death. But he gets adopted by Dark Nation (not sure if she’s a god herself or just a spirit animal here I don’t remember lol) and she’s the one who guides Rufus into becoming a god, transcending his own death. But the Stigma has grown so much by the time he becomes a god so he covers himself in a shroud and a mask—eventually worshipers come to call him the Deathless One, the god of vengeance and second chances.

Cloud(?)/Fenrir is the messenger of the gods

Aerith and the Goddess are the same—she’s the Dead God? gave her life to protect humanity and is worshiped as a life-giver even though she can no longer hear their prayers

“I have chased ghosts for so long that I no longer recognize the living.”

Jenova was the ancestress of the dragons and Sephiroth and the triplets are her descendants

Genesis and Angeal are dragonhunters, Lazard is the head of their order

pretty sure this was headed towards fem!Genesis and Sephiroth becoming Cloud’s parents? (since I apparently wanted him and his grandma to look similar: see pic below) And Cloud later being forced to kill his father’s reanimated dragon corpse?

Found more sketches of this au (and redrew them bc the og were kinda wonky):

Gen’s parents, General Skye Rhapsodos and his wife Ilmarin

SephGen in a shrine of the Goddess in Nibelheim (I wrote some of this scene and it ended up becoming a religious discussion between a devoted follower of the Goddess and a dragon in disguise that ended with Gen calling Seph a heretic not knowing he was the one to kill the Goddess lol)

Don’t mind the brain mush :) I’m tempted to actually write something for this au tho

[unknown-lifeform]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Angeal Hewley/Genesis Rhapsodos/Sephiroth, Angeal Hewley/Genesis Rhapsodos Characters: Angeal Hewley, Genesis Rhapsodos, Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII) Additional Tags: Omega Verse, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Angeal Hewley, Alpha Genesis Rhapsodos, Omega Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII), 5+1 Things, Getting Together, Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII) Needs A Hug Summary:

Five times Genesis and Angeal found their clothes had disappeared and didn't know what to make of it. Surely their very alpha friend Sephiroth would have no reasons to take them. And one time they realized that weeell.

[negativelifestream]

“"Your hair... they're incredible!"

Sephiroth freezes as Genesis' fingers grab a strand of his hair.”

Characters : Sephiroth, Genesis Rhapsodos, Angeal Hewley

Pairing : Sephiroth/Genesis Rhapsodos

Tags : Pre-relationship

Length : 1.050 words

Rating : G

[rottenpumpkin13]

So this fic has happened today because of various asks.

I just can't help myself some days.

🚨 Sephgen enjoyers we have dinner !!

I didn't know I needed Sephiroth ravishing Genesis in a dress until now alajsgsgfsajajah

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If Seph were to ever find out the truth of his origins in the New Moon Rising timeline, how well would he handle it compared to his reaction in the original timeline?

Gen plans on breaking it to him gently at some point in the far future. Not in the actual fic, of course (though it opens up room for a oneshot later!)

Sephiroth reacts in denial, flashes of extreme anger, and ultimately depression afterwards. He spends quite a long time laying around without much emotion or motivation. Part of him feels compelled to seek revenge. Another part of him is held back by the peaceful life they've cultivated and the genuinely kind humans who have helped them thrive.

Genesis ultimately plays a different role, not as a backstabber or confessing for the sake of his own greedy needs. But instead to comfort Sephiroth and remind him that he's free now, that he proved them all wrong by finding meaning and purpose outside of what they made him for. That it's okay to be angry and hurt, but to also recognize the bigger picture. They're free and they're happy. Humans aren't all bad. Sephiroth is safe and wanted and can pave his own path forward in life.

...all of this said, of course, in Genesis' typical snarky fashion. It takes several long months for Sephiroth to recover. But they take it one day at a time. And ultimately move forward together, at peace.