boomchickfanfiction: [Image Description: An illustration of a dreamscape, shattered and dark. In one
boomchickfanfiction: [Image Description: An illustration of a dreamscape, shattered and dark. In one corner of the illustration is a closeup of young Cloud’s face, open-mouthed in horror. He is kneeling behind a terrible and familiar scene. Sephiroth smiles, wing spread, delighting in his strength. Impaled on his sword is an older version of Cloud, eyes empty and white, without pupils or irises. He is kicking and writhing in pain as Sephiroth lifts him on Masamune’s blade. His hands clutch at the sword, trying to stop himself from sliding down it. Sephiroth looks like he is having so, so much fun. End image description.] Den of M[arionettes] Whumptober 2020 Art by @tomowowowo, story by Boomchick Read on Ao3 Read from Beginning on Tumblr ————— Day 5: Please Stop | No More “Stances, Spike!” “You’re attacking me with a sword.” “And if your stance is weak I’ll bowl you over like— Yeah, like that!” “Ow.” “Hey, cheer up! You’re getting better! Much harder to bowl over than you used to be.” “You just did it by accident.” “Yeah, but at least I did it by accident while we were sparring and just just standing around! That’s improvement!” ————— “Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess—” “Stop. What’s that.” “This? Loveless.” “I’m not talking about Loveless. I’m talking about your attitude. Put some soul into it.” “Whose soul?” “You genuinely test my patience, Strife.” “Turn about is fair play.” “… Page one, start over.” “This is the worst.” Keep reading -- source link
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