#and Zack has to give the burn

[chiibinomonodamon]

I don't actually HC Danny that way...but funny meme is funny :D

[nanowired-lover]

Imagine you start yapping about your partner's ocs so much that I can say "you know Zack ? You know Sunny ?" and I have like. 5 friends going like "Omg yeah them 💕" -> correct reaction btw, bc same

[perfectlysanexd]

I haven't done one of these kind of posts in a while, but the expressions in Rebirth were top notch, and I wanted to talk a bit about and analyze Sephiroth's different smiles, both pre and post Nibelheim.

Nibelheim itself is difficult to gauge, because SOLDIER Cloud is actually Zack, and furthermore, some of it is definitely his own wishful thinking. But one thing you can say for sure, is that they portray that Sephiroth, despite being so emotionally weary, still summons up the energy to smile at his friend.

As soon as he turns away from Zack, his smile falls, and he doesn't give one to the Mayor at all.

However, when he turns back to inform the men that they're free until sundown, he summons up another smile for them. I don't think that he's just attempting to keep their morale up, he genuinely has affection for Zack, and cares for the others. He respects them for their service, putting their lives on the line for what they think is a good cause, and Sephiroth—as we saw in Ever Crisis—learned to be a compassionate person, who cares about the lives of others, even enemies.

Of course, he's deeply distressed during this time, the despair is eating him alive. Even Cloud acknowledges(despite having not known Sephiroth on a personal level) that he just wasn't himself once they arrived. But I'm not going to talk about my theories on all the Jenova stuff right now, that's not the focus here. Even at the window, you can tell he's feeling off, but when he turns to Zack, he attempts to smile again.

Sephiroth has never enjoyed his fame, and as we learned in Ever Crisis, he didn't choose it; Shinra made up bogus achievements and declared him to be a hero before even his first field assignment, as part of their recruitment campaign. Can't argue with results, I guess—it certainly got Cloud to join up out of hero worship, right? In EC, Sephiroth admits that all he ever wanted was to be normal, something that he knows he can never have. How sad...

So when this man wants to take his picture, it's no wonder that he's over it by then, and tells him no. And rather politely, too, all things considered. But even before that, he smiles and tells Zack that as long as he does his job, their young tourguide will be safe.

But as soon as he turns his back and walks away? Yeah, that smile immediately fades.

Which certainly doesn't change when the guy takes his picture. But of course, when Zack asks Sephiroth to pose for one, he just can't say no, even though he's not super happy about it. Anyway, he continues to smile at Zack for the duration of their journey up Mt. Nibel, making an effort to talk and even cracking a couple jokes, just trying to be a good leader and keep them in good spirits.

And of course, there's the very sad bridge part, where you can tell that he's genuinely upset that he failed to save the other infantryman that got washed away. He searches for him, but comes up empty-handed. Still, he smiles for Zack and teases him about a performance assessment, since their morale is quite low now, but they need to keep going.

Honestly, the Nibelheim part of Rebirth really did an excellent job of portraying Sephiroth's inner struggle. For reference, there are only 3 points in Remake, I think, when Sephiroth drops his ever-present, sometimes affectionate(towards Cloud) and often unhinged, smile: First, it's replaced with sheer rage as he kills President Shinra.

Second time, is when Aerith has a Cetra moment and suggests that his entire existence is "wrong".

And the third time is when he holds out his hand to Cloud at the Edge of Creation, and is rejected by him.

Anyway, back to Rebirth. Ignoring the bizarre smiles he showed us as Nibelheim was burning, as if he was in a trance and just not all there(that's a subject for a different chat), post-Nibelheim Sephiroth's smiles are interesting, too, if we consider what kind they are, depending on who he's dealing with.

For people he hates, like Tseng, it's much more unhinged looking, and very cold. You can tell there's a certain measure of satisfaction from shanking him, haha...

For someone like Aerith, who...I wouldn't exactly say that he hates her, but she's definitely in the way. I would almost say that he considers her to be actively preventing Cloud from recovering his true memories, leading him to remain as merely Sephiroth's "puppet", but that's a theory for another day. He looks at her coldly, as well, but it's a bit different. There's a bit more respect there than there was for Tseng.

And then there's Zack. Actual Zack. I feel like, deep down, he still cares about him, and has no intention of killing him. I almost sense a little...regret? Maybe? Hm. It's definitely a bit warmer of a smile. And of course, although he had many opportunities to get rid of Zack, he doesn't. Instead, he sends him off into the space between worlds safely.

And of course, last but certainly not least, is the way he smiles at Cloud. I know, I know. "But Sane, you like sefikura, so you're biased!" Look, I won't deny that. However, when you really look at it and compare his smiles, which is what this is all about, his truest smiles are always saved for Cloud. He has 2 different "flavors": pure affection and cruel affection. (There are also a few pity smiles, I think.) The former is used most of the time, whenever Cloud is in his sight, and the latter is used during moments when he's trying to control/influence him. I would almost say that he's...satisfied, yet regretful at the same time?? Like these:

And now, let's contrast that with his more genuine, affectionate smiles for Cloud... (The first shot here ⬇ can be contrasted with the shot 2 up from the bottom there ⬆, as the one above is when he's calling Cloud his puppet, and the one below is when Cloud goes to attack him and he opens his arms wider for the incoming uh...embrace.)

Remake had many interesting smiles from him, too, but that will have to be a different post, as this already has 30 screenshots. Anywho, you're free to draw your own conclusions, and not everyone reads faces in the same way, so maybe I'm nuts. Who knows? Either way, I hope you enjoyed this random, indulgent, very long post, haha. If you made it to the end, you're awesome. 💕

All screenshots were taken by me on my PS5. I won't ask for credit on them, since literally anyone can take an identical shot if they pause at the right second. (The exception are the 3 Remake shots, which were taken on PC with mods and the freecam. For those, I would appreciate credit if you use them anywhere, since I don't watermark them.)

[okaysonny]

the group chat mishap ╏ vasco + j high

★ summary: vasco accidentally adds everyone to a group chat.

★ details: fluff, no reader, includes most of j high, spoiler free, takes place at the start of busan arc (531)

★ wc: 890

★ A/N: i'd really like some J HIGH SILLINESS i think we'd all like some J HIGH SILLINESS ptj can you please give us some J HIGH SILLINESS

vasco has a simple idea: create a group chat of unity for burn knuckles. a motivational space to keep the squad inspired. should be easy enough, right?

Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ created the group '🔥Burn Knuckles United🔥'

Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ BROTHERS. OUR BOND IS UNBREAKABLE. LET'S STAY STRONG TOGETHER. 💪🔥 Zack the Snack ??? Zoe Park <3 Huh? What’s going on? Vin$anity Why the hell am I here? Jace Park 🧠 …Vasco…you added everyone… Mira Kim 🌸 Oh, this is cute! Hi guys! 😊 ❤️ Liked by Zack the Snack Daniel Park :) What's this group for, Vasco? ❤️ Liked by Jay Hong Eli Jang 👶💖 Is this a Burn Knuckles thing? Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ YES. IT IS FOR THE BROTHERHOOD. 💥🔥 Jace Park 🧠 VASCO. YOU ADDED EVERYONE. THIS ISN’T JUST BURN KNUCKLES. Vin$anity LOOOL LOOK AT THIS DUMBASS Mary Kim (Buy my new book 😉) You should delete this group Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ NO. THIS IS OUR SACRED SPACE FOR UNITY Jace Park 🧠 VASCO. I TOLD YOU. YOU ADDED EVERYONE. THIS ISN'T JUST BURN KNUCKLES!!! AND YOU DON'T NEED TO TYPE IN ALL CAPS EVERY TIME. Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ IT’S FINE JACE. EVERYONE NEEDS UNITY Jace Park 🧠 THAT’S NOT THE POINT!! Zack the Snack …Since we’re all here, who wants to see a movie later? Mira, you in? Mira Kim 🌸 Sure! ❤️ Liked by Zack the Snack Zoe Park <3 I'll come too! Zack the Snack reacted with 💔 Vin$anity Wow…Zack's always finding an excuse to be with Mira. Pathetic Zack the Snack Says the guy who used to wear sunglasses inside Vin$anity They’re prescription! Zack the Snack LMFAO SURE Mira Kim 🌸 Just leave him Zack :/ ❤️ Liked by Zack the Snack Mary Kim (Buy my new book 😉) Alright, that’s enough

Mary Kim (Buy my new book 😉) is now a group admin.

Vin$anity What the hell? How’d you do that?! Mary Kim (Buy my new book 😉) It’s called being smarter than you Vin$anity Whatever. Just delete the group now Mary Kim (Buy my new book 😉) It's actually fun! I’m keeping it Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ BROTHERS AND SISTERS. LET'S NOT STRAY FROM OUR ORIGINAL PURPOSE. UNITY AND JUSTICE. Vin$anity UNITY AND JUSTICE 💀💀💀 Why am I still here? Mary Kim (Buy my new book 😉) Probably because you don’t have friends Vin$anity F YOU MARY Zack the Snack …Seriously Vasco, what are you talking about? Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ THE CREED OF UNITY. THE CREED THAT BINDS US ALL AS ONE. ❤️ Liked by Jay Hong Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ BROTHER JAY HAS SAID NOTHING. BUT I KNOW HE UNDERSTANDS THE IMPORTANCE OF OUR CREED ❤️ Liked by Jay Hong Jace Park 🧠 Oh my god Vasco Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ HIS SILENCE SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS ❤️ Liked by Jay Hong Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ SEE JACE? HE UNDERSTANDS THE HEART OF A TRUE WARRIOR ❤️ Liked by Jay Hong Jace Park 🧠 Vasco…please stop Eli Jang 👶💖 …Maybe we can just use this as a general chat? It’s rare for all of us to be in the same group 😅 ❤️ Liked by Zoe Park <3 and 4 others Mira Kim 🌸 That's actually a good idea! ❤️ Liked by Zack the Snack Zoe Park <3 Yeah, like a J-High group chat! Vin$anity The fuck? Why would I be stuck in a group chat with you losers? Zack the Snack Then leave man Vin$anity Why should I? I don’t care enough about you idiots to bother leaving Mary Kim (Buy my new book 😉) You just click the top of the chat and press 'Leave Group.' It’s not hard Vin$anity Alright tech support

the notifications are relentless, pinging one after another. amid the chaos, vasco can’t stop grinning at his phone. sure, he made a mistake, but the chat wasn’t so bad. everyone was talking — together.

he taps the top of the screen, fumbling a bit as he types.

Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ changed the group name to 'J-High Squad ❤️💪'

Vin$anity Only you could come up with a cringey name like that 💀 Mira Kim 🌸 I think it's sweet Vasco! ❤️ Liked by Zack the Snack and Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ Zoe Park <3 Aww! J-High Squad! 🥺❤️ ❤️ Liked by Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ Daniel Park :) It's pretty cute actually ❤️ Liked by Jay Hong and Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ Eli Jang 👶💖 It's…nice? ❤️ Liked by Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ Euntae Lee 🐶❤️ IT SYMBOLISES OUR FRIENDSHIP AND STRENGTH! ❤️ Liked by Jay Hong Jace Park 🧠 Vasco! 😅 Friendship is great, but all of Burn Knuckles is here too. You need to make another group for them. Vin$anity Right, and I'm not part of your dumb squad Mary Kim (Buy my new book 😉) And yet you're still here Vin$anity Shut up fatass Mary Kim (Buy my new book 😉) What did you just call me?!

the chat continues to buzz with reactions, and vasco can’t help but feel proud. the name stayed, and no one left.

can he figure out group chat mechanisms? maybe he doesn't need to worry about that for the moment.

for now, he was happy. the technical stuff could wait until tomorrow.

A/N: this was a pain in the ass to format. buy mary's book 'how to get a guy to like you' ;)

divider: @thecutestgrotto

[sephifrog]

Cooking with them

Sephiroth

He’s a healthy eater and has a schedule

He has to have a lot of protein and meat

Though he would respect you if you don’t eat animal products 

And would separate his meat and veggies if you can’t handle having meat around

That being said he wouldn’t stop eating meat because he quite literally needs to so please don’t try and make him because he will get annoyed

But again he would try and compromise and not eat it around you

When you cook together he enjoys the food a lot more it seems more flavourful to him (cue a “it’s made with love!”)

He has a bit of a sweet tooth but hides it

Zack

Can’t cook for shit-type of guy to burn water 

No but all joking aside he didn’t really need to cook growing up so he’s learning as he goes and likes spending time with you

Type of guy to “I can take spice give me the spiciest seasoning you have!” only to choke on salt

He’s white-white so please help him with seasonings 

Once he tries chicken salt on chips he won’t eat them without

He also gives me lactose-intolerant vibes to a slight degree but doesn’t care if it tastes good he's eating it and you can’t stop him

Food fights - he would throw flower at you even when you're not cooking with it 

Feel he burns a lot of the food he cooks but he's a good baker?

Never burnt a cake and brags about it

Cloud

He cooked with his mum when he was younger so he’s surprisingly good at it

He actually teaches you things 

Can’t bake to save his life (so when he has zack’s memories funnies ensue)

Prefers savory over sweet 

Lots of potato dishes 

Cleans as he goes 

Scolds you for eating things before they cool down but relents when you sulk

Honestly feel like cloud is the least fussy but has the most allergies.

[altocat]

How would AGSZC react to the child version of themselves appearing in front of them??

Angeal: He offers words of encouragement. Assurance. It WILL get better. He WILL make a difference and he WILL make it out of poverty and obscurity. Hold tight to that dream. He'll become something more. He'll find his honor. He'll fly.

Genesis: He gives pointers on petty ways he can get back at every adult that ever doubted him. It serves them right. They're all fools, anyway. He tells his younger self to train harder than ever to prove them all wrong. Push himself to the limit. Make them SEE. Fight with all your might and never let them bring you down!

Zack: High fives his younger self and tells him that he's gonna be the biggest lady-killer on the beach someday. Hell yeah. Until then, stay optimistic. Stay gold. Grow stronger, but don't ever change. Hold onto that light deep inside and push forward! And kick Baby-Gen's ass while you're at it, ha!

Cloud: He just feels ashamed, nearly hiding from his younger self. He hasn't changed at all. He's STILL weak. He's STILL helpless. Just looking at the kid brings him so much guilt and self-loathing. He hasn't made a difference. He's just going to be like this forever...

Sephiroth: There are no words. There is nothing to say at all. There is no true light at the end of the tunnel. No true happy ending. But Sephiroth would rather die than confess it. The truth already burns in his traitorous, tear-filled eyes. He simply pulls the trembling child into a tight hug, cradling him, holding him close, never letting go.

He's so sorry.

[hellfirenacht]

Dress Code

Summary: It's too damn hot to be wearing your Hellfire Club shirt, unfortunately the rest of the club disagrees. One Shot. Reader x Eddie if you squint

Tags: @ali-r3n @crocworkships @maxstecc

Summer in Hawkins wasn’t usually terribly hot, at least it wasn’t as bad as it could be when inside. You had hoped that school would have given you some relief from the heat, but to your dismay (and to the dismay of many other students at the school, there were certain classrooms that were now without a/c, and of course your classes coincided with a fair bit of them. Great. 

It was Friday, and on Fridays you were required to be in uniform. That was hardly ever a problem, Eddie wasn’t terribly picky. As long as you were wearing the Hellfire Club shirt he was happy, or at least wouldn’t say anything. But today the cotton fabric irritated your skin, and only served to add more insulation to your already uncomfortably hot body with its longer sleeves. 

By the time lunch rolled around, you had given up the shirt, stuffing it in your bag and changing into a lighter weight t-shirt you kept in your locker for emergency situations.You grabbed your lunch and made your way over to the usual table where your club would sit, taking a seat across from Gareth who’s eyes flicked to your shirt and then to your face. There was a smirk on his smug little mouth that made you roll your eyes. 

“Not a word, Emmerson.” you grumbled, picking at your food. Maybe if you stayed at the end of the table away from Eddie, he wouldn’t notice your betrayal of the club. Not that you were afraid of Eddie, but he could admittedly make you, perhaps, just a little nervous at times. And that totally did not have anything to do with the attraction you felt for him. Totally not. 

“I give it three minutes before he notices.” Gareth replied as Zack and Jeff made it to the table. Zack sat next to you, while Jeff took his usual seat next to Gareth. It wouldn’t be long before Eddie showed up now, taking his place at the end of the table. 

“You’re out of uniform.” Jeff said, looking over at you. “And you look like shit.” 

“Shut up, Jeff.” 

You wished you had a jacket or something to throw on, but that would also defeat the point of now wearing your Hellfire shirt. It was too damn hot and you have no idea how the others were able to wear theirs without burning up. You’d felt like shit all day, and even looking at your lunch was making you lose your appetite. 

A thump at the end of the table made you jump as Eddie dropped his lunchbox. You leaned back a little bit to gauge his mood. There was a frown on his face and his brows were furrowed as he opened his lunch. Shit. He looked pissed today, and Gareth had a shit eating grin as he glanced at you. 

“Don’t” you mouthed to him and shook your head. He simply shrugged, already knowing that you were gonna be caught. This was such bullshit, you were getting all worked up and worried about getting in trouble for a club that the school liked to pretend didn’t even exist! 

You felt for the guy, most of his classes were a moot point, and he really only needed to pass three more to graduate in May, and Ms. O’Donnell’s science class was known for being one of the hardest teachers in school. Eddie swore up and down that Principal Higgins put him in her class on purpose to flunk him and make him drop out. You suspected that he was right. 

“You okay, Eddie?” Jeff asked while you angled your body behind Zack so that it was less noticeable what you were wearing.

“Ms. O’Donnell has it out for me, I swear.” Eddie grumbled. “I swear, she’s a drill sergeant with all these damn pop quizzes she keeps springing on us.”

“You should get a tutor.” Zack suggested as Dustin and Mike showed up and dropped their trays on the other side of you. You met Mike’s gaze and his eyes went wide and he immediately looked away. Jesus, these freshmen were so dramatic. No one looked up to Eddie more than Mike and Dustin, the kids loved him. It was cute. Sometimes. 

Dustin had the good sense to just give you a normal greeting, knowing better than to point out what was already known to everyone in Hellfire except for Eddie. Actually, the tension for this was starting to build up as Eddie ranted about how he’s tried tutors but no one would give him the time of day anyway. 

If you were better at science, you’d offer but you already know that you and Eddie would be at each other's throats trying to figure out whatever O’Donnell was teaching. You already butt heads enough during Hellfire. 

You kept quiet as Eddie ranted for a few more minutes. You pulled a book out of your bag, pretending to read as your lunch went untouched. There was the beginning of a headache starting to make itself known, and you were heavily considering skipping gym next period. Normally you’d ask if you could crash in Eddie’s van for an hour in cases like this but you had a feeling that you’d have to either go to the nurse's office or find another place to hide this time. 

If this was a better day, you might have been able to keep your head down and avoid Eddie’s attention, ironically being the opposite of what you would have considered to be a good day. But it was not a good day, because it was a million degrees out, the a/c was busted in all your classes, you felt tired and gross, and Gareth just loved to stir the pot. 

“Hey Zack, can you throw this away for me?” he asked, handing over his empty soda can to the man beside you. If looks could kill, he’d be a pile of ash and dust as Zack got up to toss the garbage into the nearest trash can. 

You wished that you could shrink and disappear into the chair, but no such luck. It was at this time that Eddie finally noticed you, and you watched as his neutral expression of greeting shifted to one of annoyance. Usually, you found his expressiveness funny and endearing, but not this time. The energy of the table immediately shifted as all eyes were on you and Eddie. 

Shit. 

“Where’s your shirt?” Eddie asked, his large brown eyes boring into you. He was already in a pissy mood, and normally you’d stop yourself from pushing his buttons, but the pounding in your head was growing more insistent. 

“In my bag.” you replied in the same short tone as him. The rest of the club didn’t move, except for Zack who went back to his seat, looking around and wondering what happened. 

“You’re supposed to be wearing it. It’s Friday.” Eddie leaned over to look at you and Zack leaned back, not wanting to be the wall between you two. 

“I’ll wear it at Hellfire, Eddie. It’s fine.” you sighed, not wanting to fight about this right now. 

“Everyone else is wearing theirs, why aren’t you?” He wasn’t going to let this go. He flunked a pop quiz and had to feel some form of control. It was written all over him. 

“Because, Edward, it is a million degrees out and I feel like I’m melting.” Your eyes narrowed. 

“Yeah, but the rest of us still managed to wear ours!” Eddie looked super annoyed now, the frown lines on his face accentuated by the comically deep frown he was wearing. He hated being called anything other than ‘Eddie’, ‘Eds’, or ‘oh great and powerful DM’. You liked to use the last one when you were about to do something stupid in the campaign. 

“Eddie’s right, you know. We’re all wearing our shirts.” Gareth smirked and you almost threw your uneaten sandwich at him. 

“Well, you see, I was worried that if I wore mine all day I’d end up at club smelling like you and I didn’t want to suffocate everyone while playing.” you snapped. From beside you, Dustin snorted and Eddie gave you a warning look. 

“You know the rules, you agreed to them when you joined us.” Eddie reminded you. 

“Edwin it’s 90 degrees outside and most of my classes don’t have a/c!” you looked at him, feeling more exhausted by the minute. “If I put my shirt on, I’ll die of heat stroke before 7th period.”

He might have caved, he really might have if you hadn’t called him that. Eddie wasn’t an unreasonable guy, but as the leader of Hellfire he had to maintain some sort of order to keep his “little sheepies” safe. One of the perks of Hellfire was the protection that came with it. It didn’t stop all the bullies, but at least most of them would avoid messing with you all too much because they were convinced Eddie might snap one day. 

But you called him Edwin, and were challenging him, and you were fighting with Gareth again, and he already flunked another pop quiz. 

The two of you locked eyes, holding each other's gaze intently. The pounding in your head only grew worse, but you didn’t feel like backing down. This was so stupid, it was just a shirt! Yeah, this club was important to you, it was important to everyone here. So why did you have to-

“Can you just put your shirt on?” Mike finally said, and you and Eddie looked at the freshman, and he rubbed his face. “The a/c’s working in here, you’ll be fine.”

You honestly started to feel like you could cry from the stress of being ganged up on like this. 

“Yeah, but I’m so hot she might still get pit stains” Gareth jabbed with a smirk and you made a disgusted face. 

“Fine.” you finally grumbled and pulled the crumpled shirt out of your bag. You gave it a shake and threw it over your head like a scarf, not pulling it on all the way and leaving your arms out. “Happy?” you shot at Eddie. 

He wasn’t, you didn’t think anyone was happy with this honestly. But you were still burning up, everyone was staring at you like you were a kid throwing a tantrum, and as much as you loved Eddie, you were pissed that he didn’t even hear you out. 

But he was done arguing and leaned back in his chair. At least now he’d leave you alone about the stupid shirt. You leaned back in your chair as well, grabbing your book and tried to read for the rest of lunch. You couldn’t focus though, finding yourself reading the same lines over and over again while your head ached. If today had been different you’d be able to ask Eddie if he had anything that would help, but no such luck. 

“Are you gonna eat that?” Jeff asked, pointing to your lunch. When you shook your head and pushed your lunch box towards the center of the table, everyone reached out to lay claim to your forgotten lunch. 

You could feel Eddie’s eyes on you, and you angled your body away from him. By now, you were starting to heavily consider finding a sub for the game and going home to just sleep. You found yourself with your forehead resting against the cool wood of the table until the end of lunch when the bell rang, and you decided to just head towards the nurse. You only bothered saying bye to Dustin and Zack, who had been the only ones to mind their own business. 

You missed how Eddie’s expression had softened when you left the cafeteria.

It took the nurse all of three minutes to declare that you were running a high fever and that this wasn’t just a headache caused by the lack of a/c. Well, that explained a lot. Being old enough, the nurse said that you were free to go home and get some rest. Looks like you’d be missing Hellfire after all, and you wouldn’t even be able to tell them why you couldn’t show up. Maybe that would piss Eddie off so much he’d go full sadistic DM. 

Maybe he’d even kill off Gareth the Great. 

No, you’d never actually be that lucky. 

You slumped your way back to your locker, haphazardly grabbing books that you think you might have homework for and shoving them in your bag. The weight of your backpack only added to the exhaustion and fatigue that was quickly gaining up on you. You always got sick like this; perfectly fine until you weren’t. 

As you made your way to the parking lot to your car, the heat of the day was at its peak, beating down on you. You groaned and made your way to the car, throwing your bag in the back seat. 

“Running away?” Came a voice from behind you, and you didn’t even fully register it until there was a shadow behind you. You slowly turned around to see Eddie looking down at you with his head tilted. 

“Eddie?” your voice was quiet and exhausted. You’d already used the last of your energy of the day fighting with him and you didn’t have it in you for another round. 

“Jesus, what happened to you?” he reached out and pressed a hand to your forehead. You couldn’t help but lean forward at the touch, somehow his hands felt like ice in this heat and it felt good. 

“Overheated ‘cause I had to wear a dumb shirt.” you grumbled, and his hand dropped. You looked up at him, and he looked as though he’d been slapped, Guilt washed over his features and it was a little bit satisfying. “Kidding. Nurse said I have the plague and to go home before I infect the school. Says she’s never seen anything like it, and it’s probably a new virus that’ll probably kill me by the end of the weekend.”

Eddie always looked cute when his head tilted in exasperation. “Are you good to get home?” he asked. 

You gave a shrug. “Not like I have a choice. Also, why are you out here? You should be in class, Edmond.”

He ignored the name, knowing that this wasn’t a hill to die on today. “I’m skipping.” he said simply. “It’s just class presentations, and I wasn’t in the mood. I won’t be missed.”

“I’d miss you.”

Oh, you hadn’t meant to say that out loud with your actual mouth. That was supposed to be an inside thought. The two of you stared at each other for a moment, neither of you sure what to say. 

Eddie’s laugh broke the silence, “You’d be the first to care if I was at class or not.” he said.

“Yeah well, at least when you’re around I have someone to talk to.” You relaxed a bit, rubbing your face. 

There was another moment of silence and Eddie reached out towards you. You stared blankly, wondering what the hell he was doing before he pulled the Hellfire shirt off your shoulders. 

“I was a douche.” Eddie finally said, looking at you. “I was pissed and I took it out on you. I should have dropped it. I’m sorry.”

You hadn’t expected an apology from him. At least, you hadn’t expected one so soon. 

“The a/c’s out in the B wing.” you said as Eddie handed you back your shirt. 

“Yeah, I could smell it all the way from the library.” he gave you a half smile. He was fidgeting, moving from one foot to the other. He never could stay still, even if his life depended on it. 

“Smelled like Gareth in second period.” you laughed. 

Eddie’s arm wrapped around your shoulders and grabbed the back of your head, rocking it back and forth for a moment before dropping at your shoulder again. 

“Let’s get you home.” he said. “I’m not letting you drive like this. You’re gonna get yourself killed if you pass out behind the wheel.”

“I think my driving is still marginally safer than yours.” you laughed, leaning against him. “Seriously, how did you even get a license?” 

“Trade secret.” He led you to his van and you hopped in the passenger side and buckled up. You left your books in your own car but at this point you didn’t give a shit. 

“You’ll need to take me to school on Monday if I’m leaving my car.” you slumped into the seat. “Assuming I don’t die to death.”

“You can still talk, so you still have hit points. You’ll live.”

In a nicer fantasy, this would be a pleasant and relaxing drive home. Eddie would effortlessly get you home safe, while you dozed in the passenger seat, and he'd and carry you inside and lay you in bed. But this was not your day dreams, and Eddie will always be Eddie. He drove like a maniac down the street to avoid any teacher or truant officers from telling you to not leave school grounds, even though you two were legally adults. You were jostled around as he took sharp turns and your headache returned with full force at the loud music he was playing. You normally didn’t mind his heavy mental mixes but Jesus, he was not reading the room right now. By the time he pulled up to your place, you assumed it was a miracle that you were still alive. 

“You ran that last stop sign.” you said.

“It’s only illegal if you get caught.” he smiled wide at you. 

“Okay, well I’m going to contemplate my own mortality.” you snorted, opening the door, but his hand gently grasped onto your arm. 

“Are we good?” he asked, and you slowly nodded. “Yeah. I- we’re good. I’m not mad at you anymore.”

“Good. Good.” Eddie nodded. “Well, feel better okay? I need to go not-be-missed in seventh period.”

You turned and leaned over, hugging him close. “Give my germs to Mike and Gareth.” you whisper just as he wrapped his arms around you. 

“Jesus Christ. If you get everyone sick I’m taking away every magic item you have.” Eddie groaned and you responded by kissing his face, feeling the faint prickly stubble on his jaw. “Hey!”

You turned back and opened the door again, flipping him off as you walked towards your door. You turned to look at him before you stepped inside, seeing him laugh and shake his head. He flipped you off too before tearing off back down the street to get back to school. 

A week later, you would arrive in the cafeteria again where the boys all had their shirts lazily thrown over their heads, only resting on their shoulders.  

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Part 2

[rottenpumpkin13]

sepiroth passes out from exhastion how does everyone react

Sephiroth stuns everyone by collapsing during a training session in the VR room, his body finally giving out after days of consecutive missions, training, paperwork, and unfortunate visits to Hojo. Angeal immediately takes charge, catching him before he hits the ground, while Genesis rushes to cast Cure. They refuse to take him to Medical—where he would inevitably fall into Hojo's "care"—and carry him back to his apartment instead, worried for him.

Angeal:

"Honor includes knowing when to rest, Sephiroth. This isn't honorable." Sephiroth is actively passed out during this lecture.

Immediately transforms Sephiroth's apartment into a recovery ward, complete with homemade remedies and an impressive array of healthy snacks that mysteriously appear every few hours.

Makes approximately 32 different types of soup because "proper nutrition is the foundation of recovery"

Fusses over Sephiroth in every feasible way. Gives him baths, insists on spoon feeding him, and even attempts to cuddle him at one point while holding back tears because "oh you poor thing!"

Sits on Sephiroth to prevent escape.

Keeps finding hidden paperwork around Sephiroth and confiscating them with disappointed sighs.

Has to physically block the door when Sephiroth tries to "just check on one small mission"

Has perfected the art of the disappointed father look, which he deploys every time Sephiroth so much as glances at his work laptop.

Somehow acquired a sleep materia and isn't afraid to use it.

Genesis

Shows off his medical expertise while pretending he isn't worried (he is) (he shrieked when Sephiroth collapsed and immediately started praying).

"If you die from exhaustion, I'll learn necromancy just to bring you back from the dead, and then kill you myself"

Mastered Cure materia at the ready, points it at Sephiroth like a weapon.

Manages to be simultaneously the most competent medic and the most dramatic nursemaid in Shinra history.

Has hidden Masamune somewhere "where your stubborn self won't find it" (in the cost closet) and keeps leaving elaborate threats about what will happen if Sephiroth doesn't stay in bed.

These threats primarily involve burning various items of clothing and replacing them with things from the Shinra gift shop. Has developed an uncanny ability to appear out of nowhere the moment Sephiroth tries to reach for any work-related items, scaring Sephiroth half to death.

Keeps slipping sleeping powder into Sephiroth's tea. Angeal informs him that this is, in fact, a crime.

Sits beside Sephiroth and reads him poetry, and story books, an encyclopedia, and a novel, and the newspaper. Occasionally becomes a podcast and starts yapping about his opinions on anything and everything. Genesis has become Sephiroth's personal radio, and Sephiroth wouldn't have it any other way.

Zack:

Is on guard dog duty (guard puppy) and is posted at Sephiroth's door with a crowbar in case Hojo and his team try to come take Sephiroth away.

Sends hourly reports to Angeal via text, most of which are just variations of "still no Hojo! But I did see a suspicious plant..."

Tackles three different people who "looked suspicious"

One was just a janitor.

One was a food delivery person.

One was Lazard who came to check on Sephiroth.

"Angeal said to use the crowbar first and ask questions later!

Has somehow acquired a collection of chocobo plushies that keep multiplying in Sephiroth's apartment, each with a little note about rest and recovery attached to it.

Genuinely believes that doing squats outside the door creates a protective barrier against unwanted visitors. Not because of magic, but because "my thighs are so powerful, they send a message."

Sephiroth:

Tries to argue he's "perfectly fine" while barely conscious.

Attempts to escape through the window (on the 49th floor)

Keeps trying to summon Masamune but Genesis hid it. This upsets Sephiroth greatly.

"I just need to sign one form—"

Secretly touched by all the care and attention but would rather eat another batch of Angeal's medicinal Banora White and trout strew than admit it.

[strayheartless]

Okay okay, but the Kunsel knows everything idea, except that’s how they prevent Crisis Core because Kunsel is actually clairvoyant and knows EVERYTHING.

————

Sephiroth: my… father is a less than savoury man.

Kunsel: hey that’s no way to talk about the man who took a bullet for your mom! Vincent was doing his best!

Sephiroth: … I’m sorry what?

————

Genesis: next time I face sephiroth, it will be alone.

Kunsel: well just do me a favour and don’t get stabbed, slashed or otherwise injured by commander Hewleys broken claymore -no that’s not a euphamism. Cause then you’ll leave the company, kill your parents, be responsible for Angeal’s death and send Sephiroth mad because your friendship was the only thing between him and burning down a sad twinks village and murdering the world.

Genesis: what even are you?!

————

Zack: oh man, I met this little trooper in Modeoheim, he said he wants to be a soldier. He’s a little skinny but I think he can do it!

Kunsel: you just met the greatest man ever to protect the earth, treat him as such.

Zack: ?!?

————

Angeal: honour and dreams are all I have, without them, I am not a man.

Kunsel: *incorrect buzzer noise* Absolutely not. *sprays Angeal with water* Get ahold of yourself sir, your friends are your power. Your swords nice - NO ITS NOT A EUPHEMISM - sure but your honour will be your downfall and the death of Zack if you keep that up. Here *thrusts a cup of hot chocolate at Angeal* drink this *gives him a granola bar* eat this, and come back to me when your rested.

Angeal: has anybody ever told you your a little strange Second Class Zelda?

————

Cloud: I think I should just give up on the whole “being a Soldier” thing. My contracts almost up… maybe I’ll move to kalm or something, become a florist.

Kunsel: *takes Clouds face in his hands, looks him dead in the eye, squishing his cheeks* or you could stay, become the last line of defence between the world and general Sephiroth, and protect innocent people from JENOVA and Hojo if my job fails. Throw me a bone here Strife, keeping these idiots in line is giving me greys. You might get a little mako poisoning and be in a coma for a… while… but it will be fine!

Cloud: … you know, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you had the gift of foresight. Like that lady in my village who told me I going to save the planet one day…

Kunsel: Preposterous.

[prismaticpichu]

Things that are CANON in Pichu’s Delusional La La Land <33

(Aka, if you stumble into my territory, this is what you’re getting yourself into x,DD)

~

• Through their shared grief over Angeal’s desertion and subsequent death, Zack and Sephiroth become unshakable best friends throughout the events of Crisis Core 💙

• That said… Zack & Sephiroth have a fight/violent falling out just after the events of Modeoheim, eventually ending with a bruised Zack (who has just been slapped) calling Sephiroth a monster and storming away 💙

• Days later, Sephiroth finds a broken Zack in his quarters when he stops by to deliver something, leading to Sephiroth enveloping the mourning boy in his arms in a silent, sincere apology 💚

• Zack has an orange dragon plushie named Muffin 💙

• While Zack IS more social than almost anyone in his friend group, he is still prone to some social anxiety every now and then, and absolutely gets overwhelmed when there’s too many people around/in one place 💙

• On a similar note, Sephiroth’s childhood days in mako tanks have resulted in him having minor claustrophobia 💚

• Sephiroth’s hobbies include: sewing, baking, reading, writing/journaling, stargazing 💚

• Zack’s hobbies include: drawing, video games, watching movies of various genres, learning new things

• Having joined ShinRa at the tender age of 13, Zack missed out on a lot of rich education, resulting in Angeal (and later Sephiroth) tutoring him in different subjects to try to give him an authentic experience (albeit Sephiroth is weary of the ShinRa-tinted history) 💙

• Sephiroth’s eyes dilate when happy/shrink into pinpricks when angered or possessed 💚

• Zack is trusted with a spare key to Sephiroth’s apartment 💙

• While Nibelheim does physically burn, the events play out slightly differently, with Sephiroth only staying in the library for a single night alone; however, because he was planning on leaving (thanks to Zack stopping by and wholeheartedly comforting him), Jenova strikes with much more purposeful force/control, eventually culminating in Zack breaking through her mind control with the power of FRENSHIP during their fight in the Reactor 💙

• Following this diverted Nibelheim, Sephiroth comes to live with Zack & his family in Gongaga, eventually being gifted his own room and official spot in the community 💚

[salternateunreality2]

Bodyguard Beefa AU again

Sephiroth is unhappy about Zack and Tifa. That is HIS little chocobo.

He gets to him after the burn incident, because Cloud catches an infection and has to go to the hospital due to his issues with geostigma.

Aerith forces Zack to go home and rest, and Tifa steps into the hallway to take a call. Sephiroth slips in through the window and this happens:

Cloud is hallucinating from the geostigma and thinks Sephiroth is part of the hallucinations, until he feels the hug, but by that point he's too scared to make a sound.

Fortunately, Tifa's spidey senses go off.

Tifa: Vin, I gotta go, something's off...*bursts into the room* OI! *Throws the 6'7" hulking crazyroth off her boy and gets between them, slamming the alarm in the process* HELP!

Sephiroth hears the footsteps running down the hall and spits blood at her before jumping back out the window. He is SO PISSED at her now.

Tifa slams it shut and locks it as Nurse Kunsel comes in.

Kunsel: Hey, what's going on? Is that blood? Whose blood? Mr. Strife, you ok?

Cloud can't hear him, he's just trembling and muttering about swans, clutching his own arms in a vice-like grip.

Tifa: Call security and the police, his stalker got in through the window somehow. That's whose blood it is. I think Cloud's ok, but let me check, he's still hallucinating and he knows me and hates hospitals.

Kunsel nods and gets to work.

Tifa: Cloud? Cloud, hon, he's gone. Tifa kicked him out, ok? Did he hurt you? Let Teefs see...there, let's relax this hand...good. Other hand...ok, I don't see any marks. What are you seeing and hearing?

Cloud: T-t-teef...s-swans, they're still here, they're all over, don't move, they'll hurt you, be careful, Tifa, be careful

Tifa: Ok, I'll be careful. Are you hurt?

Cloud shakes his head.

Tifa: That's great Cloud, you're doing great. Did he give you anything? Shots, drinks, food, lotion?

Cloud shakes his head again.

Cloud: N-no. Tifa left *whine*...

Tifa: I'm back, I'm right here, holding your hand.

Cloud: He came through the-the window, he came in and *closes his eyes and shudders* said...stuff...I thought he wasn't real, I'm sorry, I thought he was like the swans, I didn't know, he hugged me but I didn't know, I was scared, I thought, I thought...

Tifa: It makes sense Cloud, it's ok. I don't blame you. It's ok. I thought something felt off and came right back, you're safe now.

Cloud: I thought he wasn't real but he was, but then Shiva came in and threw him out. Are...are you Shiva?

Tifa: I'm Tifa, but probably Shiva too, in this case.

Cloud: Can I...hug?

Tifa: Of course, Cloud.

He timidly buries his burning head in her neck and cries, clutching her shirt at her sides.

Tifa: Can I hug you back?

Cloud: yes!

Tifa, careful not to replicate the way Sephiroth did it, hugs him close, murmuring reassurances.

Zack is miffed and worried in the morning when he finds out nobody woke him up, but he gets it and Cloud is safe in a different, more secure room. Tifa is also staying with him except for breaks where she swaps with someone else.

The incident did NOT help Cloud's health, at all. He has dark bags under his eyes and is even more twitchy today, and the hallucinations won't leave. His fever is still high and the geostigma is still raging under all the stress.

Seeing Zack DOES help, and he's finally able to get some sleep. Zack stores that little fact firmly in his mind to gloat over in private, once this is all sorted out. He lets a hint of it slip to Aerith and she teases him mercilessly.

Tifa and Aerith when they start getting more details from the boys about the stalker. They are taking no shit and kicking all the Sephi-ass they can.

Next

[kissami]

☄︎. *. ⋆ PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME SO ALONE •°. *࿐

➵ in which cloud needed a reality check before it’s too late.

➵fem!reader with she/her pronouns!

➵ warnings: OOC cloud ??? jealously, mentions of aerith and zack, NOT PROOF READ BECAUSE IM LAZY LOL

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‎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀‎ ‎ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

Cloud never felt such confusion and heartache until this very moment that he was sitting in Seventh Heaven, drinking to his heart content.

Why did she leave me so alone?

He felt his hand itch towards his pocket, his phone that had her picture as his lock screen that he remembered taking when the two left Midgard for a small trip to watch the stars for the first time, had showed no notifications from anyone.

I miss her.

He thought as he chugged down the last remaining sips of his drink. He looked up, making eye contact with Tifa, his eyes pleading for another.

“I’m cutting you off tonight, Cloud. I can’t stand seeing you mope around like this anymore. You need to talk to her.”

He wanted to stubbornly say no and say he would do it later, that he just wanted to relax and drink to really think of what to do, but he knew she deserved better.

A better explanation, a better boyfriend even. But he was selfish. He was so selfish to leave the way he did and still wanting her back in his arms right after.

“I…I can’t…she hates me.” He whispered, playing with the red string on his arm as it seemed rather interesting now that his best friend had her attention on him.

“You know [Y/N] better than all of us, Cloud. You know she would never hate you no matter what you do. Bless that girls heart because she has more patience than anyone I’ve known.”

Cloud knew she was right, tifa always was as annoying as it was.

But yet, he still felt embarrassed, insecure, and scared that if he went back home, this would be it, that this was the end of the two.

“[Y/N] told me what you did. You’re a mean loser who deserves to sleep on the streets tonight.” Yuffie huffed as she juggled around three materia orbs in her small hands.

“I didn’t mean it.” He tried to explain, but his friends glances were all he needed to know to really fix things up before everything became worse.

“Sometimes I wish I didn’t meet you so soon after her.”

He felt his chest ache and his eyes burn as he remembered those veil words escape his mouth earlier that day.

The two were arguing about god knows what, it was a pointless argument but you were so head on to stay talking about the situation instead of walking away like he would do, you really wanted to resolve this.

But he wouldn’t listen and you felt like you were talking to a brick wall.

You rather a brick wall than having to hear that sentence leave his lips.

You rather not ever hear a response from him again than ever feel the way you did the moment he yelled at you the way he did.

“For what it’s worth, Cloud. Y/N, truly loves you. Nothing would ever make her hate you, no matter how much sometimes we wish she did…maybe there would be someone who would truly love and appreciate her kindness.” Tifa bit her lip at Reno’s sincere words, everyone knew he what he said was honest from his heart.

Cloud knew it as well, which made him clench his jaw even harder.

Yuffie groaned, glaring at the red head as he shrugged, but everyone knew why he was pushing Cloud this way.

‘Just a little closer to the edge and he’ll jump.’

“I wonder how Zack would react with you crushing not only on his dead girlfriend, but being so hung up on her that you’re abandoning your own. I’d be embarrassed to even be mentioned in the same sentence if I were him.”

“You bastard!” Tifa made a small squeak as all the drinks on the bar were splashed away, a frail body now taking their places as the blond held a deathly grip on the turk’s neck.

“Cloud!” Everyone yelled, trying to get his steel grip on Reno off, but he wasn’t giving up just yet.

“Hurts doesn’t it? Words cloud, words hurt.” The two stared at each other, trying to beat the other from the harsh glares the two were piercing one another with. Usually Reno would back off rather quickly, joking around how serious Cloud looked.

But cloud was the one to look away this time. No words came from him as he picked up his buster sword, ignoring everyone’s concerned looks as he walked out of Seventh Heaven and into the cold night.

He grimaced as he saw his apartment that he lived with his girlfriend up ahead. No lights shinning like they usually would, the curtains drawn and no noises were heard. You could hear a pen drop from how quiet it was.

That scared him.

Cloud quickly unlocked the door, frowning as it already was unlocked when he knew [Y/N] and how she’d always lock the door after she came in or out, paranoid of the possibilities that could happen.

He almost lost his balance as he saw all of her clothes thrown all over the place, her shoes in the mix as well.

He walked slowly, gripping his sword tightly and made his way to their shared room. He couldn’t think straight, scared something or someone had taken her away from him once again.

But he felt a sense of relief when he heard sobs and sniffles coming inside yet his heart was aching at the same time.

Knocking on the the door slowly, Cloud felt his heart beat going faster than usual, hearing the way it gotten quiet all of a sudden.

“Go away, asshole.”

Ignoring her words, Cloud opened the door gently, his eyes immediately falling on her form that was sitting next to the window, the moon looming over her as her crystal like tears illuminated in the moonlight.

She looked so pretty when she cries.

Cloud placed his things down, making his way over. He felt his hands begin to shake as he gently picked her up and placed her on his lap.

A tight yet soft grip was launched onto her waist when she tried getting up, but to no luck she was staying put.

“Please just listen to me, okay? I want to apologize to you, baby.” He placed his cheek onto hers, feeling the tears that streamed down her face onto his as he held her and he continued.

“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for saying such hurtful things. I’m so glad I met you when I did. I said that out of anger, out of frustration and you didn’t deserve that. It was so wrong of me.”

He felt his own tears brim his eyes as he spoke and felt her form pausing as she took everything in.

“What Aerith and I had…it’s over and done with. Even if she…even if she was alive right now, deep in my heart I know I’d still fall for you. I’d go through that pain all over again just to be able to see a glance of you for just a second even if it meant you’d never would’ve been mine. You make everything worth fighting for and I’m so sorry.”

No words were spoken for a good while, but Cloud cried as he felt her sob in his neck, wrapping her arms around him as she faced his front in the chair they both sat on.

“You’re such a jerk.”

“I know baby, I know I am.” He moved her hair out of the way as he looked deep in her eyes, taking every crevice on her pretty face that he would never get tired of looking at.

“I love you, so much. Please don’t hate me.” A soft chuckle escaped her mouth and her head shook in disagreement.

“I could never hate you, Cloud. No matter the circumstances I could and never will hate you.”

[apocalypse-shuffle]

BRUCE WAYNE | BATMAN (generalized canon)

—

“Staked Claim” (Bruce Wayne x Gn!Reader)

| Bruce and the Reader take stock of each other’s scars. That’s it, that’s the story.

| SFW, scar examination, poor expressions of emotion, fluff -vigilante!reader

| Pictures used are just for aesthetics and have no contextual meaning to the story. (Picture source: Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice 2016 & Zack Snyder's Justice League 2021)

| 800+ words

The barely noticeable weight of the blanket shifts when you move under it. Soft cost-more-than-most-people’s-rent sheets gliding against your skin.

The muscles in your arm ache in tandem with you reaching up to rest your palm flat against the warmth of the owner of the bed you’re in.

“What about this one?”

You watch, genuinely taken for a second, the hairs on his arm stand at the feeling of your breath ghosting across his bicep.

He doesn’t waste a beat before he answers.

“Firefly,” rumbles right after you ask. Of course. Why would he need to think that hard about the marks on his person? They might not actively be on his mind but it’d be hard to forget a memory that’s physically staked its claim on your body.

Firefly made sense though. The scar tissue was as erratically placed as the pyromaniac’s own personality. It also, like many of his scars, has the added bonus of looking twice healed over. Considering Bruce’s clear allergen to sitting idle that doesn’t surprise you.

“Why the sudden interest?”

Laying on your side you shrug with the shoulder not attached to the arm you have braced on the bed. Bruce’s eyes have sparked with a level of interest that you’ve figured out means he’s reading you. Or trying to at least.

“I mean, there’s a lot. Why? You don’t want me to be curious?”

“Most people refrain from asking questions.”

The wry lilt he takes on has you scoffing while you drag your free hand down to his abdomen. The area’s so tense that when you push down the muscles stubbornly refuse to give.

“Most people are scared of hurting your feelings.”

“My feelings?” he grunts.

You sigh out an agreeing “Uh huh,” and press down more incessantly with your fingers. Still no give but you know he gets the message when he forces himself to relax with a heavy exhale. You grin. “Not that I don’t care about your feelings, of course. I just know that if you didn’t want to talk you wouldn’t.”

If you were a different person now would probably be the moment you’d lean in to brush a kiss to the pink tissue left behind from the burn, show Bruce the little bit of kindness he doesn’t often get. As it stands you only hum, hand already moving to the next mark. Already searching for another answer, brown skin stark against Bruce’s deathly pale.

As usual Bruce indulged you.

“You’re looking for yours.”

It’s not a question. You answer him like he’d posed one anyway.

“No,” you say, but when he grabs your hand - hard earned calluses rubbing against your own similarly worn skin - you don’t stop him.

The scarred patch of skin he directs you to is on the other side of his torso, out of sight from your angle, and when your fingers brush up against it you don’t hesitate to laugh. An amused puff of air hits cool skin and Bruce shivers minutely at your warmth.

You croon lowly at him and press a kiss over the spot on his chest your breath hit. Only when he lets out a grumble of a sigh, relaxing just that much more into the bed, do you press more firmly against the knot beneath your fingers.

“This was the poison arrowhead too, wasn’t it?”

Bruce doesn’t even react in any major way, just gives you an exasperated, even slightly amused look.

“If I’m remembering constantly having to reopen the wound to flush it out correctly, then yes.”

Another grin pulls at your lips, you move your head to press another lingering kiss to the side of his neck. It’s not an apology.

“Glad I could make a lasting impression,” you say and Bruce chuckles like that was at all a sane response in the way only someone else who went around the world doing what you both did would understand.

From where his left arm is wrapped around your waist Bruce slides his fingers low and then slides them backwards until the pads of his fingers make contact with a thick line of matted skin. He caresses his physical claim on you with his own brand of tenderness.

It’s your turn to shiver then. You can feel how Bruce smiles against your head; fingers pressing down more firmly on the scar.

“Batarang,” he whispers in your ear. He noses at your hairline and presses a kiss on your temple next and it’s all you can do to keep quiet.

That peace can only last for so long once your gazes meet.

Simultaneously the two of you burst into quiet breathless laughter, curling into each other’s spaces and bodies slotting into one another like you were cut from the same cloth then mercilessly separated but had finally, miraculously, found each other again.

Palm curling almost protectively over that mess of destroyed tissue on his pelvis - your mark - you smile the realist smile you have in months, lungs aching with laughter and a comfortable warmth settling just under your skin.

NOTES: Hope you enjoyed!!

btw: if you’d like to leave a comment I’d very much appreciate it! this is a sideblog tho so I won’t respond.

[vennsworld]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Jeff The Killer Headcannons

TW: gore subjects, blood, knives, violence

sypnosis: genereal headcannons I have of Jeff + voice claim!

Is about 6’1

Pretty nasty. Doesn’t clean his hoodie, uses his hoodie more like a keepsake to see his victims. Doesn’t treat his wounds he gets from victims / his smile lines causing him to get infections regularly

Wears the same clothes he did when he was 16, only ever changing undergarments

Very bad anger issues. Talking to him would be like stepping around glass

Overly narcissistic to boost his own confidence. Deeply hates himself and still believes that bullies were right about him, but doesn’t want others to know that

Mean to the other pastas, mostly joking but its hard to tell

Doesn’t regret his murders or feel sympathy

Burn marks on the top of his head, his left cheek, his forearms, neck, and tips of his ears

Cut most of the outer edge of his lips, it’s hard for him to close his mouth/purse his lips. Eats with his mouth open because of this

Doesn’t plan his kills or coordinates them, he just goes in and gets the job done. Only will coordinate if he’s working alongside a pasta who is more strategic

Impatient and competitive. Compares his kills to other pastas and has been in a silent competition on who could get more kills for years

Has a collection of knives. If he has the time he will steal knives from victims houses

Super pale, doesn’t like to kill or be out during the day. Sleeps during the day (I give him eyelids because… yes)

His face cuts have healed over time but he recuts them. He’s known it as his face for so long

Even though he’s mean to others, he hates when people are mean to kids. He respects kids who have been in similar situations as him

Always covered in bruises/scars

Knuckles are bruised and bloody, when upset he often punches glass or starts hitting whatever object is closest to him

Cuts his hair with his knives

Rarely ever actually speaks, always yells making his voice raspy

Voice claim: Zack Foster (Angels of Death)

[emojellyace08]

Your presence alone radiates comfort. You're like the sun that he has been reaching for warmth even when times you're like the winter who's giving him shivers because of how closeted and blunt you are at times.

But your voice makes him calm and in peace. Your soft hands that ruffles his hair and pats his head makes him a bit sleepy. It shows that even you are somehow distant, you're like a burning fire who's willing to make in ease even in the most stressful times.

DANIEL PARK, JAY HONG, ZACK LEE, VASCO/LEE EUN TAE, JOHAN SEONG, KWAK JIHAN, VIN JIN, HUDSON AHN, KWAK JIBEOM, JAKE KIM, SAMUEL SEO, SINU HAN, JERRY KWON, LINEMAN, YUSEONG

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UR WRITING IS LIKE SEROTONIN AHH MORE STUFF LIKE THE URGENT BATHHOUSE MEETING PLS🙏 it was so funny

Me, thinking everything that I say is funny: 🤣😂

Everyone else: 🧍🏻‍♀️

Don't need to read this for continuation, but Part 1 here.

SOS Men of Lookism: Urgent Bathhouse Meeting Part 2

!! Spoilers for latest arc. Massively breaking the fourth wall. Part 3

Another call for a meeting in as many months.

Samuel's lip curls as he reads the invitation. He doesn't remember the rest of the men being so needy.

Once again, they find themselves in the bathhouse.

Many absent this time, having made their peace with the storyline and their development. No obvious division to be seen, although they have naturally split into their own groups.

Still, the room is full of intimidating and powerful men naked and half merged in the water.

Sweat drips down their chiselled bodies, beads of water collect and pool in collarbones, rolling down hard pecs and sliding across cut abs.

The dampness from the vapour leaves a slick sheen on any exposed skin, highlighting scars and muscle. Hair damp, tendrils curling at the nape and locks framing their face. (Gun's 438 panel and the fan's reactions still at the forefront of most of their minds.)

Few of their usual guard and defenses are left, instead the heat of the water and the steam softens their edges, making them placid and pliant. Their voices mingle together, filling the air.

"Hey fuckos," Vin places an arm each around Hudson's and Jay's shoulder, "Do I complete the team or what. You guys are lucky to have me."

"It's nice to see you," Daniel agrees as the two blondes shrug Vin off, "Although it would be good to have Mary too,"

"True," Vin scratches his chin in thought. "Haven't see her in like 200 chapters."

"Yeah bro, when's our backstory dropping?" Taejin adds, sitting a little further away.

"Fuck OFF asshole, I'm not talking to you!" Vin throws a punch towards his former friend.

Vasco, ignoring Vin and Cheonliang's business, interrogates Jace about the status of his beloved Burn Knuckles, checking that all the welfare of his crew is ok.

"-And I like your earrings." Vasco inspects Jace's right ear.

"Thanks," Jace's hand reaches up to fiddle with his new jewellery, "It was painful, but I guess we're really going for Gun's vision with your scar and our leather jackets too."

"What about you?" Zack observes the rest of Allied with disinterest, instead seated besides Johan.

"I dunno. I really miss Eden and Miro," Johan worries his lip between his teeth, "I've been in this coma for forever."

"Shame." Samuel comments with a smirk as Jinyoung cackles next to him.

"Aish!" Sinu exclaims in frustration, "I can't believe I got arrested again. Yeonhui has been giving me grief non-stop."

"Huh? I thought it was unclear with you. Didn't you make it out?" Brad's brows knit in confusion as Jason shrugs.

"Sorry man," Jake apologises anyway, looking sheepish and scratching the back of his head.

Jerry, along with the other members of Big Deal, assures their boss that it's fine before addressing their No.6. "Lineman, looking forward to your power up."

Lineman gives them a winning grin, chest puffing with pride.

Taesoo watches a young!Gapryong wading towards him and the Kwak brothers. Their conversation stops, silence falling upon them as they notice his presence.

"Forgive my interruption," Gapryong starts, "Taesoo, please tell me how you managed to appear in so many flashbacks?"

Jichang's eyes drift over to Taesoo, "Share your secrets, Ansan."

Eli, standing bare by the showers, examines his reflection in a mirror, "I'm thinking of going blonde again."

Warren watches his friend, quickly losing interest in the conversation. "I [don't] care-"

"NO!" Goo jumps out, "There's too many blondes as it is." His fist waves in Eli's face. "I'M THE OG!"

"Put that away," Gun shoves his partner's hand roughly, "You'll find that that is Jay Hong."

"You fucking-!" Goo aims a kick in his direction, and a fight breaks out.

"So... what usually happens here?" Baek Hangyul directs to DG and Eugene, the three of them lazing in the water together.

Eugene gulps as he eyes up Hangyul's torso and abs, thinking that he should up his own workout routine.

And it's not that he is insecure with his body, but he can't help but shrink below the water a little when sitting in the middle of these two sex symbols.

"Not sure," DG says, running his fingers through his pink tresses and watching Gun and Goo squabbling at the far side of the bathhouse. "More fan service, I guess."