spent 4 hrs on this and it’s kinda ass…
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Let’s stand back to back with the future, more broken versions of ourselves with Papa
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Ugh yes! Especially with the yandere Sephiroths. I can even see Fluffy Sephiroth having elements of this because he doesn’t know any better.
No matter the Sephiroth, he’s so deeply clinical in his observations of his darling. Everything they do, the subtle changes in their body language when they’re around him or others, he’s mentally noting all of it!
I mean, this even happened in a scenario of mine where a young Sephiroth sneaked out of the lab to the Darling’s house, being undetectable until Darling discovered him.
For some reason, I really feel that Dissidia Sephiroth and his darling seem to fit the grandma and her stalker story perfectly, like a 1 to 1 match, haha. Probably because I’d imagine him to be the most gentleman-like out of the Sephiroth.
I mean, just look at this fancy boi
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Some kinda sketch with FF7 vibes. Dark Souls environmental storytellings your Sephiroth
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Y'all have no idea how important it is to me that there is an official Sephiroth ponytail
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No, he’d treat her ever so gently, no matter if this is Fluffy or Yandere Sephy, we’re talking about.
Her snapping at him during her mood swings would barely register in his mind, considering how his anxiety over keeping her safe and well-cared would cloud him. Every little thing about her or what she does is over-analyzed with caution and worry in his heart.
Initially, he’d probably overreact at one of her mood swings and might take it as a sign something is horribly wrong and instantly want to fix it xD
The point will go over his head a lot in the beginning, but with more time, he’d slowly start to understand her emotional needs better and would make adjustments to address them.
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Sephiroth - crisis core ❤️
I replaced Sephiroth’s face from Crisis Core with his face from Rebirth, and worked on the hair using my drawing software.
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“Ryan how much do you miss Sane Sephiroth” I have a folder of just him being happy
so a little bit
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Sephiroth in ffec is so funny. Really expresses all his emotions. The type of guy unable to hide his disgust, disappointment, or bewilderment. The realest character.
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Aerith and Sephiroth talking about their heritage (if they ever actually found out in death or smth) in the lifestream:
Aerith: You ever realize how close we were to being siblings?
Sephiroth:
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Your favorite headache.
You were bent over your desk with a red pen in hand, muttering under your breath about inconsistent thesis statements. The class you taught ended over an hour ago, but your favorite headache still hadn’t left yet. Not that he ever did.
[[MORE]]Sephiroth was beside the bookshelf with his arms crossed, scanning your stack of returned essays like a hawk. His eyes narrowed when he spotted one particular name. Genesis Rhapsodos. It was scrawled in your usual blue ink, with a golden moogle sticker you used for students who showed improvement.
You didn’t even notice the change in his usual stoic demeanor, too caught up in grading.
“Hm? You’re still here?” You asked, looking up at him with a tiny smile. “You can go home, Sephiroth. I’m just finishing these up-”
“Why did he get a sticker?”
You blinked. “What?”
Sephiroth stepped forward, placing the paper on your desk with the precise care of someone setting down a weapon. “Genesis. You praised his use of literary parallels. You wrote ‘well done.’”
You opened your mouth, unsure whether you should be amused or concerned. “…He did do well.”
“Not as well as me,” His voice had the slightest traces of venom in it. You laughed nervously and went back to your grading.
“Sephiroth, it’s not a competition.”
“Of course, it isn’t.” he said curtly, lowering himself into the seat across from you, his eyes locked onto yours.
He watched you in silence after that, chin resting on his hand, like he was waiting for you to say or do something else. When you sighed during the awkward silence, he reached out and plucked your red pen from your hand.
“What are you doing?”
“I’ll help,” he said coolly. “So you’ll have more time for… whatever we’ll do soon.”
You didn’t recall agreeing to whatever was happening soon, but judging by the dark, smug look on his face, and the way he angled his leg just enough to brush against yours under the desk, and that he started grading in your handwriting?! Okay, perhaps you’d been letting this teacher’s pet get a little too close for a while now.
And maybe… just maybe, it was already far too late to stop him.
Inspired by a Yandere Student Seph prompt a while back!
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ff7, my beloved. it ruined my brain chemistry from the first time i played it
Doomed yuri, doomed yaoi, and toxic yaoi, it has it all