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The silver General had spent days within the dark basements of ShinRa’s secretive medical wing. How many, he wouldnt know, he knew only the vague extent of lost time by the fragments of flitting consciousness and lack thereof between the hellish interruptions. Where the vivid terrors of his sedated mind were broken upon the sparce instances his eyes blinked open. And in those rare awakenings, a white clad serpant served as his only assurance that death was not what was shredding his physical body, and the veins within apart, making him upheave the nothing in his stomache. It was the voice of that wretched Hojo. His hoarse unfeeling words telling him not to panic while his eyes burn under bright overhead lamps… and the poisonous intruder in his veins broke him down from the iside. Then it was back to the fleeting blackness that tore wide to the horrors of his trecherous mind.

It was a bad reaction to an injection, so they would say, how they often did : ’a slight overdose of Mako’, or this was what the official medical report would state on his personal file. Where it had been so strategically fastened to the end of his stiffly padded observation table, available for any curious visitors to read.

If he were ever allowed any.

But Sephiroth’s drug induced nightmares spoke of something far more fowl, a black fluid, corrosive, polutted… ancient.

It showed him only death, fire and smoke, a planet bled of life, the blood that slipped off of his weapon, the horrid screams as he ended innocents in a time nor place that he recognized. The nightmares only worsened as the drugs began to wear off, causing him to bare his teeth and tremble where he lay.

But somewhere else, distant, but persistant there was a warmth, it slipped around his hand and held on, and slowly the twisted visions scattered to the the black, and from the touch a comfort spread a calmness through the Silver Elite’s body, as if it anchored him slowly back into the waking reality. It was an unfamiliar sensation, to be held onto so tenderly, and the thumb against his skin stroked so soft it was as if the one behind it was afraid it may crumble, or vanish altogether. Either way… it was welcomed, needed, and Sephiroth lets out a soft contented groan as he slowly came to, and there he caught the subtlest scent of cider in the air, and as he pried open his impossibly heavy lids, his dry lips twitched into a smile.

His crimson companion had clearly, not only broken into his onservation room, but stolen Hojo’s desk chair and sat beside his bed, blue eyes fixed in a sort of concerned scowl upon the hand he held in his.

“What’s that, what you’re doing with your face?” Sephiroth joked roughly, startling Genesis, whose hand promptly shot away from his and hid down somewhere atop his lap.

The smile waned for a moment, the skin of his hand feeling unnaturally chill in the dry sterile air that surrounded them.

However Sephiroth lifted from the pillow, endeared by the obvious flustered irritation on his friend’s face. Sephiroth stifles his laughter as it dries his throat and turns to a short cough. “Careful…I might think you were worried for me.”

“Yeah …” Genesis mutters with overdone annoyance, but his eyes softened as they shied from the other to look on his fidgeting hands, then back up into the silver one’s dull mako gleam. “Wouldn’t want that.”

Sephiroth’s eyes shut again, the harsh light brought a pounding to his temples, but the smile he wears still turns smug, “No. You wouldn’t.” and as he rest his head back down onto the pillow, only to manage snatching the hand Genesis had held his own in before, and pulled it against his chest. “But I might.” Sephiroth hums through another chuckle, hearing the confusion shake in his companion’s breath. “You’re warm. Stay a bit longer…. please.”


“…I-… heh… Sure thing.”

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soulvivor said: ❣ to vanessa from wade!   gets  a  neck kiss

                    “      i think it’s time to pour that pancake  batter,    ”   the baby factory is back in business  ,  after  her IUD was removed and everything that has happened ?  she wanted a family , even more . . terrifying as it sounds :  bringing a child into this chaotic world ?  she didn’t want to leave without a generation of her own.   both knees press against the couch , as she sits down on his lap  …  hands clasp his face , as she kisses his lips a few times before they travel down to his neck , a nip at his collar bone.       “        what do you say red?          ” a hum against skin , her head rest against his.

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Thank you very much! ;w; I tend to get stuck in my head, and I was struggling lately; still a bit tired from time to time, but seeing people interact with my art makes up for it

If I had to choose a couple, I’d say WonderBat; Just wanted it to happen so badly on the JL animated serie… I’m no good with stories, and I feel like there’s enough children from the Batfam

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PLS. 

GUYS. 

SEND ME ALOT OF STUFF TO COME BACK TOO. 

THIS MY FIRST SATURDAY OF PEAK SEASON AT UPS. 

THIS IS YEARLY THING AND I HATE THEM CAUSE THEIR USUALLY LONG NIGHTS.

SEND ME INBOX STUFF, STARTERS.

ANYTHING PLS. 

I NEED THE STUFF TO COME BACK TOO. 

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sometimes a family is a a human an egg and a catboy ;~;

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