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wanted to mke this into a print but not so sure anymore :’/ wahh potato potato!

The Planet Has Become My Guardian

sephiroth pulls a surgical scalpel across a lamb’s throat, guided to participate in the destruction of her childhood and other, grander acts of violence as a tool of imperialism. despite the lamb’s young age, its horns are already growing in. it suckles from the mako bottle proffered, spilling its blood across a map of gaia. the red insignia of the shinra corporation blots out specifics; only the faint outlines of continents can be seen beneath the stain, kanji, and sephiroth’s shadow. the diamond cleaves through the middle of the landmass closest to the viewer—this is wutai, its capital city to the north and bottommost territories lie precariously just out of reach. behind sephiroth, the vague figure in the labcoat with a dress shirt and tie is both scientist and businessman, a mix of hojo and the people whose money funds his work. the figure’s gloves act as a barrier between any meaningful human contact with sephiroth. i’m always reminded of how mako is the liquified life force of everything that has ever lived on gaia, constantly recycled. under shinra, it is processed as a resource, refined, and pumped into infrastructure and soldiers as fuel for the machine of progress. back to the lamb, the most “organic” subject in frame: feeding life back to itself in this artificial, unnatural manner only brings a slow death.

cid is not getting that shit back

omg biracial cloud strife? is foraginko projecting, yes and she’s indulging eheh

something something sephiroth and genesis as drag queens / crisis core if it was fierce

a feeling without a name

hungry heart — inspired by fic ‘is your daddy home’ by MurasakiNM 🤍

two heavens

A feral-ish Galian Mermaid made for @its-in-the-water as a mermay doodle.

I'm gonna glow like a meteor shower

She's your (months late) valentine's gift.