𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 .

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𝑠miling⠀𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞⠀𝑦ou⠀𝑓ear,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀watching⠀𝙨lowly.⠀ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ⠀𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.⠀that's
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the⠀s o u n d⠀i⠀𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓⠀of⠀yo͟u͟.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

@infinrotazione ╱ on it bro

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

╱ d-do y-you guys- l-like my sephy uwu *blushes* .ᐣ

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

╱ yes, i got premium basic (literally just longer replies and the same limits everyone else has) for $2 because my phone is old, overheats, and i genuinely cannot function on this app without it .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ if that makes you uncomfortable, please just remove me. i’m tired of my so-called friend talking shit behind my back over something this stupid when everyone using this app is funding it in one way or another.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

@SIXEIIS ╱ not the boomer emojis

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

@SIXEIIS ╱ I don’t know what purple prose even

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

╱ Real

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

@SephsHATER ╱ .ᐣ dawg 🥀

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

@SephsHATER ╱ DAWG ITS OOC

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

@sectsress ╱ we should write >.<

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ sephiroth’s eyes cut sideways to gyro sharp, guarded, something dangerous flickering behind the green before it smoothed back into careful neutrality.- monsters. - the word sat between them like a live grenade.

his fingers tightened fractionally around the small coffee cup, porcelain creaking under the pressure before he forced himself to relax. he set it down with deliberate care, each movement precise and controlled, like he was defusing something instead of just putting down a cup.

“they’re not…” he stopped. exhaled slowly through his nose. started again, quieter this time. “shinra has its flaws. hojo makes them look monstrous. there were other ways to harness mako energy. less destructive ones. they chose the path of least resistance and maximum profit.”

his jaw worked slightly, and he looked away past gyro, past the horse, toward the horizon where midgar’s reactors pumped pollution into an already dying sky.

“but the people i work alongside…” he paused, and something almost vulnerable crossed his face before he locked it down again. “they’re all i know. my only…” he didn’t finish. couldn’t, maybe. the word friends felt too complicated, too heavy, so he let the sentence die incomplete.

when gyro offered the bourbon, sephiroth glanced at it with the kind of polite disinterest usually reserved for things that couldn’t physically affect him anyway. enhanced metabolism meant alcohol was functionally useless no buzz, no warmth, just the taste and the social ritual of it.

“i appreciate the offer.” he said carefully, not taking the bottle. “but i’m not much of a drinker. can’t get drunk easily. not even… fuzzy.” the admission felt oddly personal, like he’d revealed something clinical about himself that he wasn’t supposed to share.

he shifted then, unfolding from his seat with that same effortless grace he’d shown mounting the horse earlier. his gaze lifted toward the sun, eyes narrowing slightly as he calculated angle and position with the kind of automatic precision that came from years of field operations.

“as much as i’ve enjoyed this.” he said, and he meant it the sincerity was there, buried under layers of professionalism, “i have duties. briefing meeting starts in half an hour. then a conference with…” he paused, and something almost pained flickered across his features. “fans. public relations. i can’t do much about it.”

his voice stayed calm. soft-spoken, even. but there was something in his eyes hurt, maybe, or resignation that didn’t quite match the composed exterior. he adjusted his coat, smoothing imaginary wrinkles, buying himself a moment to compose whatever had just cracked open inside him. - poor little sephiroth.

“do you need directions toward the city from here.ᐣ” he asked, pivoting smoothly into practicality. “or a specific location. i can point you in the right direction before i head back.” his posture had already shifted soldier again, general again, the brief glimpse of person tucked safely back behind duty and obligation where it couldn’t cause problems.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​
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[ᅠ‍ ‍ ‍ ⭑ ︎ ︎ ︎𝓖𝚈𝚁⌖. @infinrotazione]

⠀ ⠀ Gyro froze ————, completely still, the second Sephiroth's hand landed on his shoulder. The 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗮𝗹 awkwardness of it. The sheer, desperate effort behind that stiff little pat pat like a robot trying to comfort a human.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ something shifts in his expression just barely, but it’s there. the smile doesn’t drop, but it changes. less automatic. more… uncertain, in a way that doesn’t quite know how to land. he blinks once, slow, like he’s trying to determine if he heard that right. vampire. semi-vampire. ancient being. a million years.

the polite-poster-boy mask flickers for half a second, and what’s underneath is mostly just… confusion. the kind that doesn’t know if this is a bit, or if she’s serious, or if this is some new breed of fan he hasn’t encountered yet. he’s had people say strange things to him before occupational hazard but this is…

“i… see.” he says slowly, and it’s possibly the least convincing thing he’s said in years.

his gaze flicks down for a fraction of a second catches on the teeth she just mentioned, the ones that do look a little sharper than average, actually and then back up to her face. there’s a beat where he visibly doesn’t know what to do with that information, so he just… files it away, tucked next to probably eccentric and unclear if joking and definitely not a standard autograph interaction.

the hand on her hip, the casual way she’s standing there like this is a normal conversation starter it throws him just enough that the smile softens into something a little more real. still cautious, still distant, but less performed.

“that’s… certainly not a story i’ve heard before.” he offers, and there’s almost a thread of dry humor in it. almost. “though i’ll admit, the image maintenance part that, i understand.”

he exhales quietly, shoulders loosening by maybe half an inch. still doesn’t step closer, but the rigid politeness eases just a fraction.

“and you’re right. i do deal with a lot of… people.” the pause before that last word says everything he’s too professional to actually say out loud. “it’s not personal. just… learned behavior, i suppose.”

a pause. he tilts his head slightly, genuinely curious now despite himself.

“are you actually serious? about the…” he gestures vaguely, like he’s not entirely sure how to finish that sentence. vampire thing. ancient being thing. all of it.

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[She is such a strange girl. . @Nervanha777]

Her lashes flutter in confusion, he's acting isn't he? If he expects an annoying reporter, its justified. With a small chuckle, her little vampire teeth show in a similar practiced smile. One of her hands rests on her hip as she responds.

"No, I would never be. +

[𝑮𝑹𝑰𝑴 𝑹 𝑬 𝑨 𝑷 𝑬 𝑹 @deathawoken_]

⠀⠀
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ "𝑨𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 — 𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆."

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( 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 )

[𝓖𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 , 𝓐𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗁 @FlowerGirlGaia]

⠀⠀
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦
𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴
𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭.
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[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

╱ replies soon, I woke up not so long ago xP

[𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 @nahtmare]

https://t.co/OfhHcVc8Ef

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

╱ oh god how I love him.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

@infinrotazione ok my name is KLAUDIA im not french smh

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 . @sephysdoom]

╱ literally where I wanna be .