#and probably zack too.... the shit he went through

[rocketbirdie]

*bolts awake in a cold sweat* TIFA AND AERITH AND CLOUD AND SEPHIROTH ALL HAVE MATCHING SCARS

[anurst]

Girl Bradshaw

Summary: Bradley vs Jensen. Maybe Bradley finally comes to understand how much his actions hurt you.

Pairing(s): Jake Seresin x (fem)(bradshaw) reader

Warning(s): language, alcohol, angst, mentions of estranged family

A/n: I'm back! Thank you so much for waiting :) this chapter is a little short but the next ones will be longer :>

Part 8: Through his eyes

It was Bradley’s idea that your parents kept the 'i' in your name. Brady was too similar to his name. “There can only be one Brad Brad,” was his reasoning. So, your parents went with Braidy.

Bradley was always important in your life. As kids, he played the big brother role to the fullest he could. He’d read to you when you were younger, scared off kids that were picking on you, let you wear his extra jersey during his little league games. You were his world back then. His best friend. His baby sister.

So, how could he let everything get as bad as it was? Pete’s betrayal had hurt him, and in return he had hurt you when you made it clear that you still wanted Pete in your life after he pulled Bradley's paper.

“Bradley, just talk to her,” Pete sighed, his fingers pinching the bridge between his eyes. Bradley rolled his at the older man and huffed.

“She doesn’t want to! She said so herself! She wants to talk to everyone else except me,” he grumbled. His shoulders were tense and a hand ran through his hair. The sounds of people in the background laughing and drinking did little to make him feel better. It was like within this whole world, he was the only miserable person that existed.

It didn't make him feel any better knowing you were out on a date with Jake of all people. Seriously, you could have picked anyone else, but no. You were out eating dinner, probably having a good time, with Jake. Their relationship had definitely improved since the uranium mission, but sill. You were Bradley's sister and he wanted Jake nowhere near you. Bradley's known Jake long enough to know his ways with women.

The familiar sounds of laughter caught his attention as he and Pete turned around to see the rest of the ghost team walk into the Gunny. Sighing softly, Pete gave him a gentle pat on the back as he started making his way towards Nolan.

"Zack!" Jensen's loud, cheery voice caught Bradley's attention as he glared at the man. Your close relationship with the man brought him nothing but envy as he chugged the rest of his beer. He could feel the alcohol running through his body, and a small part of him told him to stay in his seat. The same part told him that if he were to do what he was thinking, then there was no way in hell your relationship would improve. Biting his lip, Bradley let a deep sigh before he was startled by Jensen's voice. "Hey. Bradley, right?"

'Shit.'

"Yeah. Uh–Kay, right?" Jensen nodded his head and stuck his hand out as Bradley took it. His eyes shifted towards Bradley's empty beer and gave him a stiff smile.

"Jensen's fine. We're not at work. You mind if I ask you a couple questions about your buddy, Jake?" Bradley could feel his chest tightened and nodded. Jensen sat next to him and took a quick sip of his drink. "Is he a good guy? I don't mean any disrespect. I'm just looking out for (y/n)."

Bradley's eyebrows furrowed at the use of your middle name. Hearing people call you anything besides the name he choose, filled him with bitterness. His tongue ran over his lips as his fists tightened. "Hangman's alright, I guess."

"You guess?" Jensen asked, leaning forward, his eyes starting to fill with worry.

Bradley shrugged at his words, "I mean, he's better than he used to be."

"Would you let him go out with (y/n)?"

"I trust him with my life."

"But, do you trust him with (y/n)?"

"Her fucking name is Braidy," Bradley scoffed. Jensen clicked his tongue and let out a breathy chuckle.

"Right. Look, I don't want any fucking problems, but if you want to be ass, then fine. I just wanted to know if Jake's a good guy because (y/n) doesn't need more baggage from you." Rising from his seat, Bradley towered over Jensen as he glared.

"The fuck does that mean?"

"You know exactly what it means," Jensen paused to rise to his feet as well. He only stood two inches taller than Bradley. "Where were you when she was on in the hospital? She was in a fucking coma for three weeks and you never showed. Not only that, but you're stationed 45 minutes away and never bothered to visit."

"Jensen! Enough!" Amy's voice cut in as she took a hold of Jensen's arm. His eyes never left Bradley and only scoffed as he felt Ethan place a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't make trouble for her," Ethan spoke from beside him and Jensen let out a huff. Letting Amy drag him away towards their table, Jensen could feel the weight of Bradley's glare.

Shifting his gaze from Jensen to Ethan, Bradley just sighed. Ethan bit his lip and sat down in Jensen's seat. Swallowing, Bradley lowered into his own seat and intertwined his fingers. "Jensen means well. He's just protective of (y/n)."

"Will everyone stop fucking calling her that? It's not her name. Braidy. That's her name."

"She doesn't want people calling her that because it reminds her of you." Bradley's eyes widened as he turned to look at Ethan. Sighing, Ethan's rested his cheek in the palm of his hand. "Braidy's the name she had when she was your sister."

"She still is my sister," Bradley seethed, his anger intensifying at Ethan's words.

"She doesn't see it that way. To her, you're the dickhead that hurt her. The guy who turned his back on her. You were her only family, and you chose to leave."

Silence followed as Bradley let Ethan's words sink in. It's not like it's the first time he's heard someone tell him that he turned his back on you. When he told Natasha everything, she threatened to rip his head off. But, hearing it from someone close to you, just felt different. To you, Bradley had done the unforgivable and turned his back on you. He had left you alone after the two of you lost all your parents. He finally understood your desire to not be called Braidy was because it simply remind you of the worst event that happened to you–him.

Braidy was a version of you that lost all of her family. Her parents dead, the man who was like her dad gone, and her brother accusing her of betrayal. Meanwhile, (y/n) was successful. She had found her family and was doing something she loved. She was living her best life in Oceanside.

"How do I fix it?" Ethan smiled and pat Bradley on the back.

"You've got to figure that out yourself, bud. Afterall, you said she's your sister. You know her in a way we don't."

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[freelanceexorcist]

FFVII Remake spoilers under the cut.

So I’m probably as caught up as I’m going to be at this time, so here are some hot takes all in one place.

*So “the you know I killed her” line seems to have been spoken by a version of Sephiroth that Cloud is hallucinating, at least that’s what I get from how he just appears and disappears and no one else seems to acknowledge that he’s there. Yeah, Cloud's head is a dumpster fire.

*Seems like the dev team took a big, fat shit on Team Ore Sephiroth, hyping up what a great guy he used to be and making us hope he might have a chance only to make him even more cartoonishly evil than he was in the original game. Fuck you for that. I'm sure the purists are squealing with glee right now, though. Fuck them, too.

*The Glenn impersonation though? *chef’s kiss* Now that was awesome. Sephiroth dipping his toe in the political intrigue waters, declaring war on Shinra and verbally wailing on Rufus was a pleasure to behold. Poignant, too, that he’s taking the form of the first friend he ever had, a friend that Rufus cold-bloodedly shot in the back. You really are a little bitch, Rufus, and Sephiroth wants to make sure you know that.

*Yeah, there's bad blood between those two that goes way back. The way Sephiroth just seethed at Rufus and the way Rufus pumped bullet after bullet into the black cloak that was his meat suit, still pulling the trigger after the gun was empty. Yeah, Rufus doesn't have some noble goal when it comes to Sephiroth, he's just fucking pissed at him. It's personal on both ends of that one.

*Maybe the old man paid more attention to Sephiroth than he ever did to his actual kid and Rufus is mighty sore (and jealous) over that. Maybe he's pissed that the glory he craved went to Sephiroth instead, who didn't even want it (yeah, Rufus, we know why dictators throw massive military parades for themselves). Maybe Sephiroth is resentful of Rufus because, all things considered, he got a relatively normal childhood while Sephiroth had to suffer under Hojo and was chucked onto a battlefield when he was just 15.

*And I'm gonna need to know more about how the trooper that Sephiroth couldn't save in the river turned into Zack from Cloud's point of view.

*So why did Sephiroth save Cloud from the Midgar Zolom? Wouldn’t it have been in his best interests to let him die, then he could get on with his dastardly plan relatively unhindered?

*Tseng gets stabbed right through and just walks it off. Damn, son.

*Yeah, I'm disappointed that they just made Sephiroth a generic villain to be defeated so you can save the day. But whatever version of him is trolling the shit out of Rufus? I'd follow that one to Hell and back.

*Man, I’m really gonna need those Japanese-speaking folks to chime in on what pronoun he’s using at any given time. *lights up the Bat Signal*

*This confusing-ass story is giving me a headache. I’m gonna stop now and just say

[kimberlyannharts]

I liked the ending for what it was, I guess. It was alright but too many loose ends.

Rita's closure (she freaking went through a transformation in that canister!), the zombified Skull and Zack, (fuck them, I guess?) etc. Coinless Trini vanishes... with Kyia who I wasn't invested in (no shade)....

And obviously I'm a Jason Scott fan (character not actor) so I hoped that his Coinless version had more, at least a smidge (I know he's not your fave, no worries lol. I work with people suffering from PTSD so maybe that's why I have a soft spot for him). He kept his prison armor and they made a point to show it. I hoped he'd get some start to healing. Nothing story stealing mind you, no swooping in to take over, but goddammit throw him something...

And i will probably get some shit for this... I sort of hoped Drakkon would somehow resurrect and get a happier ending (what can i say... I've got a soft spot for the asshole). And happy, if weird, endings. I'm a softie...

But like with Coinless Jason (before his 'resurrection'), I know the impact is greater if he's actually dead...

I don't like or dislike the Solar Rangers or Hyperforce Rangers. I just wasn't as invested in them I guess. Too many Rangers on the field that left other characters out to dry that I was was more connected with....And wanted to know their fate...

However at the end Billy DID look badass in my opinion

Honestly while I would have liked if there was some indication Drakkon survived or could come back I'm not bothered by how there wasn't. Him and Ranger Slayer are by far the most iconic and popular creations from this run, so I'm sure we'll see them again one day. (Like they can do some bullshit "oh he died in the Grid so his spirit still lives on in there" or whatever - or even just ignore any explanation whatsoever depending on how we're doing canon/continuity stuff). My annoyance over Coinless Jason coming back didn't really have to do with the emotional impact of his death (there was none) it was more to do with the plot holes it opened up. I still say it would have been good to even get just a panel of the state of the Coinless World after everything was fixed, but frankly, with all the other nonsense I had to endure here, I'm glad they didn't go with my fear that he would get Drakkon's powers.

as for Future Billy, tbh he looked way too generic (and too much like Rogue Red Jason) for me to think he looked cool lol like i know some people clowned on Rogue Red Jason having bandages over his gloves - Billy having COMBAT BOOTS over his ranger boots is that times 100

[leonawriter]

Genesis Rhapsodos

First impression

Man I met Genesis SO long ago now. Uh. I wasn't impressed. I don't think I liked him. Funny, huh?

Impression now

Stinky man, wet cat bastard. Birdbrain. Love him to pieces because he's a piece of shit [affectionate] and he has SO much room to change. Now. If they'd just. Bring him back.

Yeah though I think I once said that if you play through Crisis Core you get to see what working for Shinra was like as one of their dogsbodies. Because that's what Zack WAS. A glorified dogsbody - Zack the Puppy.

But if you look at the story from Genesis' point of view, you see a man who realises that he'd been working for the company that destroyed his life and made him and his two friends into monsters before they were even born, and because of circumstances entirely outside his control, he's going to die a slow and painful death. Now he can either accept that death and die quietly, or go out with a bang and take everyone else with him, Shinra most of all.

Genesis is the revolutionary who kickstarts so much of the plot. Second only to the founders of Avalanche/whatever resistance there was in Wutai. We only don't see him that way because of forced perspective, and the fact that he's imperfect and he was a desperate man who wanted to survive.

Favorite moment

I don't know if I like "trips Zack with his foot" or "Gets rejected by his goddess by way of the Stern Look of Disappointment and is only given more life to Reflect on his Wrongdoings while being made into a Weapon" more.

Idea for a story

If anyone looks at my FFVII posts from a few years ago or my AO3, they'll see a lot of Genesis fics. But, hm... I'd say for a new one? Probably something that has him appear during the Remake/Rebirth timeline.

My old main fic To Change A Sombre Morrow ironically had him time travel into the past, and I used to have a lot of fun imagining him dimension hopping, so... anything like that, too XD

Unpopular opinion

I'm not really aware what the popular/unpopular opinions are right now? Hm. I used to have some ideas about his family - that he didn't intend to kill his adoptive parents in the first place (he has a hair-trigger temper so he probably went ballistic and regretted it really quickly), and/or that he and Angeal were effectively basically like half-brothers through Gillian. The second because I've always been a bit confused by how all that worked, but also... If they were able to resolve things peacefully, it would have been sweet.

Favorite relationship

Mostly because of a bunch of fics I read, Cloud. Although considering that I hc Cloud as aroace I never shipped it, exactly (even when I tried). What I took from them was that I liked the way they bonded over being the only ones who could remember the way SOLDIER, Zack, and Sephiroth once were. Like PTSD buddies who sometimes make each other better and sometimes make each other worse.

Favorite headcanon

This dude is autistic. So very autistic. Special interests galore. I think I saw a few other things over the years that fitted but yeah. Entire autism right there. Probably ADHD to boot. Does he know? No. Does he care? Not as long as it doesn't get in the way of him finding his (true) meaning of LOVELESS.

Even that aside, just... that he gets so used to the idea of his wing as an extra limb that he uses it as such without thinking. So Cloud, who is used to Sephiroth being Very Dramatic with his, is just twitchy and freaked out when Genesis uses it to do things as awe-inspiring as... sulk on the roof.

[optimistredsox]

30 April, SFG @ BOS, 0-4, win

It shouldn't be that winning the last game of one series and the first game of the next at home seems somewhat miraculous and wonderful and yet here I am thinking the Red Sox win against the Giants last night was somewhat miraculous. And wonderful. It wasn't a statement win or an overcoming of odds (other than the, you know, difficult inflexible situation the ownership has dropped on the team since 2019). It was just winning a good ballgame against a good club without all the people we thought we'd be playing with. Which is definitely becoming a thing this year. Which I am here for. Was everything great? Nah, I'm sorry, 11 strikeouts is still not great... but too much was there to balance it out to get too hung up on it. So bright sides, right?

Cooper Criswell, who will at some point this season contribute to the inevitable starting rotation week of complete alliteration, hopefully, pitched another wee gem. He went five, struck out four, walked one, gave up a couple of hits and left the rest of baseball wondering how we made a dude with a career 5.65 ERA a 1.65 ERA starter through however many innings he's pitched so far this year. And the answer comes in multitudes... but the main thing, and I am serious here, it is quite obvious that old teammate buddies Craig Breslow and Andrew Bailey (Red Sox GM and current pitching coach respectively...), as former pitchers for World Series winning Red Sox teams (well... just the one, the delightful 2013 team) somehow distilled, bottled, and saved their success for just this weird season where everything is odd. Or they made a deal with Beelzebub. Or some lesser demon. Anyway. It's great. The Red Sox lead all of baseball with shutouts. And now that we've chilled out a bit on the errors (we made one last night...), those devilish deals are beginning to look pretty good.

The bullpen were also good. Weissert struck out three in four outs. Zack Kelly struck out two in three outs. And Slaten allowed two hits but no runs. Bernadino also pitched but he hit Yaz's grandson (who we should've signed) so I'm a little annoyed with him.

We took six walks! That's good!

Wilyer Abreu continues to rake, make shit happen, do stuff, whatever you want to call it... he went 3-for-4 with a run scored and a run batted in and a walk taken and yeah he struck out but it's fine with all that other shit. Oh. And one of his hits was a triple. The one that drove in a run. His first ever major league triple. Fuckin' love a triple.

Rob Refsnyder continues to be like, "how are you not noticing how good I've been since I got back" with 2 hits and 2 RBIs and just being, like, reliably good.

Reese McGuire took two walks. One of those scored a run. Take Walks People!

Raffy only had the one hit but he also took two walks. Good job, Raffy.

Jarren Duran, who's struggled a bit on and off in the leadoff spot, never knowing quite when to jump on the sandworm, had a good night, taking a walk, going 3-for-4, knocking in a run, scoring a run. You know, playing baseball.

Enmanuel Valdez only had the one hit but he made a great play. With some new, more seasoned, infielders arriving I am still pulling for some of the dudes who've helped us along the way to at least make it back to Worcester rather than get DFA'd (Pablo Reyes, got DFA'd, and it was probably right and everything, but it coming just after he pitched that top of the ninth against the Cubs made me sad). Anyway. I like our players. I wish them the best.

We won!

We got another shutout and our team ERA is like, 2.00. Pedro would be happy with that ERA. Ish. He was kind of a perfectionist.

Let's win again tonight.

*note - this post originally claimed the game was on the 29th of April, which was an off day. I have now corrected the date. I am an idiot*

[augment-techs]

Think this will be easier if I move through the characters involved, rather than the plot as a whole, because...reasons.

Drakkon: Still has delusions of grandeur, even while walking through the overgrown Angel Grove, with literally nobody around, flaunting his God Complex while also whispering things to himself with Kiya barely ten feet away from him at any given time. Also, there are implications that he believes that if Rita gets to him, he'll be put under her obedience spell again--which seems to be the one thing he's really afraid of? Is still grossly intrigued and focused on both Kim AND Jason, with that stupid pseudo-flirting and that stupid grin on his face. Also, he apparently WOULD have volunteered his White Tiger coin for the diffuser, but NEVER his Green? Bonus info: the White Light can't be diffused/split, which is why there also weren't any white sentries. Kiya: Kinda wants to help these people that have been turned into Lava-Zombies under the thrall of Dark Specter, and the survivors that got on her good side by attacking Drakkon first thing, but... Spent the entire time wanting to kill Drakkon, trying to hurt Drakkon, thinking about what would come next. And the first thing she did when powered up WAS try and kill him. Zack: Snagged by the legions of infected, possibly trying to save Kim as a last ditch effort to save them all. The only named Lava-Zombie, and possibly the defacto leader of the infected as he is the only one that seems able to form comprehensible phrases, mega-grow, and exude a strangely non-sinister aura even while on the attack. Scorpina: Got to attack and knock-around Drakkon on first contact after trying to dismiss some zombies that were mobbing on Drakkon and Kiya after a long walk out of the wilderness because Drakkon doesn't have very good aim with the Master Arc. She jokes with Trini now, and her Ranger Color is Black (lovely call back to Adam) with HORNS and a CAPE. Also, she and Trini hug~ Trini: Definitely flirted with Scorpina somewhere in the opening. Possibly had a deterioration in her relationship with Kim after Zack was lost to Dark Specter and it was revealed that Trini STILL had Billy's Coin and never told anyone. She would have added it to their arsenal and Finster-5's new diffuser voluntarily, but Drakkon wasn't patient and took the choice away from her. Jason: Returned to Angel Grove to live in the highest tower while the other survivors hid in the bunker beneath. Complete with shotguns and medication and MASSIVE, MASSIVE PTSD. He got one good shot in with Drakkon when he walked through the door. I'm a little sad that his mental health is so bad that he kept that fucking Prison Suit and the recobbled Power Coins inside of it, but there are implications that he'll have more to do later. And he kept that stupid fucking beard. Kimberly: Kept shooting at Drakkon, but also saving his neck from everyone else. Got him to bleed, unlike everyone else, though. Is suffering terrible extra guilt from losing Zack and everyone else, but is still also in leader mode from her time on the throne. Did not appreciate being called 'mine' or 'Ranger Slayer' but Drakkon, but still saved him as well as everyone else at the sacrifice of herself to the lava-zombies--mainly zombie Zack saying words that probably hurt her more than the inevitable transformation. Was gentle and understanding with Kiya, which is no surprise. Bulk: NEW RED RANGER for the charts! He's so big and so pretty and so humble when it came to receiving it from Jason--it comes with a cape, too; and that lovely knight type armor along his limbs~ Unfortunately, since shit went down with things that haven't been actually well outlined because of mystery mongering from the writers, it is very obvious he's become the heart that keeps everyone's spirits alive, which is maybe why he didn't let anyone know he was keeping lava-zombie Skull entombed in the sub-basement. I personally think Kim would have helped with the burden since it seems like they're still as close as they were in the Ranger Slayer one-shot... but, then, she and the other ladies didn't seem to hesitate in killing other zombies, so he had his reasons. Also I found it something to really look forward to in that he seems to be the only one that does not care how close Drakkon is to him physically. Like, at all. It was a little bit like he was brushing off the yapping of a small dog instead of a warlord with all of his power returned. Skull: *takes a deep breath in; lets it out* There is no safe place in canon for this man. It's worse than Hunter from Owl House at this point. At least that poor bastard wasn't implied to be burning on the inside, completely without personal will for YEARS (because there is also an implied time-skip going on here throughout), bound in chains by his bestfriend like some Walking Dead plotline, and then thrown around and asked "why he couldn't fight Him" by said bestfriend when he got loose because Dark Specter WILLED IT. Even Zack got more dignity, being able to walk around in the presence of nature healing and covering old battle wounds in the city. Can we give this man a fucking BREAK some time this century, please??

[zackastor]

Zack suppressed the instinctive urge to shake off Fleet pawing at him - he probably would have if his attention wasn't fixed on the dog, currently in the process of shaking one of the grouse to death. Something was wrong about that dog though. There was a slight sway to it as it stood, and its ribcage rose in a quick, almost frantic rhythm. It's growls were guttural, feral, mixing in with the shrill shrieks of the grouse. Nope, something was wrong. And Fleet hadn't even noticed it, it seemed - probably too preoccupied with his precious grouse.

"Fucking hell - stay back." Zack ordered, pushing Fleet back with his arm and stepping in front of him. A branch cracked under his boot as he did so and finally - the dog turned. "Ah shit." Zack cursed under his breath, hand slipping to the knife on his belt. The dog's eyes were bloodshot as it stared at them, wide eyed, unwavering, wide to the point that the whites were visible. It bared it's teeth in a snarl.

The dog turned, slowly, facing them. And then it lunged. It was fucking fast too as it raced towards them, feathers sticking to it's blood-covered muzzle, ready to snap. Zack was quicker. As soon as the thing got in range, ready to bite him, he drove his blade downward. A fleshy crunch sounded through the forest as his blade went through the skull right into the animals brain. Without even one yelp it dropped to the ground, twitching before it finally went still.

"You good, kid? Or did the dog scare you too bad?" Zack asked, unable to resist the mocking lilt but casting a quick glance at Fleet to actually make sure the guy was okay, before kneeling down beside the dog. The animal was lying on it's side, blood dripping out of it's nose. "Shit. Thing was probably sick or something. Didn't look like rabies, at least." Zack grabbed the handle of his knife, steadying the dog's head with his other hand and pulled. It took a bit of force before the blade slid free with a sickening suction sound.

Zack cast a glance at the bloody, gore covered blade before turning his gaze to the dead dog. He didn't like killing animals like that, pets. Though it was better than being bitten. But something caught his eye. The dog seemed familiar. It took a moment for him to realize it. God fucking damn it. "Shit." Zack cursed. "That's Joel's fucking dog."

Daddy-daughter. Oh, that was cute. Very far from the intended effect, but cute.

"He's doing other things. And besides, I have other ways to bond with him. This seems like a you-thing, since you're a hunter too. A hunter who seems like he'd like a chance to snap the necks of some birds, get some aggression out." Fleet added after a moment, "...and you said yes, after all. So I guess you felt like having something to do, and this was conveniently macho, right?"

Fleet felt like he'd sufficiently explained his rationale, but then something happened that turned him topsy-turvy; his beautifully laid net and all the grouse caught in it, being savaged by some dog. He bumped up against Zack's arm, lifting one hand to clasp Zack's bicep in startled shock as the dog shook its head viciously and feathers flew. The remaining grouse all scurried around beneath the net, their usual coos ramped up and shrill.

"That is not my dog!" Fleet confirmed, horrified. "And it's killing all of my grouse!" He shoved at Zack's arm, intent on charging in there -- picking up a stick, or making himself big, or something -- and shooing the dog off. Fleet didn't know much about dogs. It didn't at all occur to him that even a beloved pet dog in the throes of a kill was a dangerous thing to approach.

[lokislytherin]

do you think ptj will do jaeyeol/jay’s character any justice? 🥲 i’ve read so many comments on reddit saying that ptj will just throw jay away because he’s served his purpose (attracting a large enough fanbase through queer-baiting) because jay’s potential to be a great character is just going down the drain (he’s the son of steve hong, he should he able to step in and help right? also big daniel is kidnapped and jay used to have such a strong “daniel is in trouble i gotta go help him” sensor so where tf is he?)

okay, but excluding all that, i think jay should be developed further as a character because he has so much potential that’s being wasted so far. i really hope ptj hasn’t forgotten about him and pulls an eli jang arc for jay because he’s super interesting to me, like i wanna know why he doesn’t talk, why he isn’t acknowledged by his family (?), where tf is he when all this is going down, what does he do in his free time, what are his likes (besides daniel lol)??? i just want to know more about him as a person IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK PTJ???

ahem, sorry for the rant, i just caught up to the latest chapter and i am FUMING because the last time we saw jay was in chapter 300+ and he wasn’t even that prominent in the chapter? i just miss when all we had to care about was daniel having to hide his 2 bodies from people, crystal being a snoop, jay and joy fighting over the same man, zack and mira’s relationship, zoe’s inner conflict not knowing she likes the very same person, etc. like what’s with all these new characters i do not give a single shit about? i loved the hostel chapters though but once they got to the worker’s arc, man…. pls just bring the original cast back.. this story is getting too much man..

so what do you think? 😅🥲

hello anon, thank you for the ask! hoo boy this is a big one so imma break it down into bitesized chunks if you don't mind

jay as the queerbait character: honestly i see where those redditors are coming from? insert a hot male character with a good, interesting dynamic with the mc who is also male, and you have the interest of women and queers! even if we don't count me being a jaeseok ship fic writer, i still really enjoy the dynamic they have, the only one that comes close for me is vasco and jace but to me jay's queer energy is too strong to see them as solid bros yk. as a queer who is horrible in social situations i kinda see myself in jay sometimes and it's really nice to have that TT

jay's potential as a character: anon you're so right. jay is the son of steve hong and honestly he could have a much bigger role to play not only as a character who can fight (because hello?? maybe jay's not the best in a dirty street fight but systema and kali are deadly in their own right) but also as a Plot Relevant Character? i've probably mentioned this before in other posts but he reminds me of khun maria agnis from tower of god: both were shown in early chapters and had a decently big impact on at least one of the main characters, both have long bangs and eyes that have not been seen in 300+ chapters, neither character has been seen in 200+ chapters i swear to god. maybe i'm on copium but i still believe that this is bc they're preparing for their comeback as an insanely OP character

more on jay's potential: dear ptj, where is jay's 1) backstory 2) CURRENT SELF. WHERE TF IS HE. as i've said before my predictions are 1) med school so he can be the 'call an ambulance! but not for me! oh wait i am the first aid' guy 2) preparing for his OP character arc

I MISS EARLY LOOKISM CHAPTERS TOO ANON. WHEN ARE ZACK AND MIRA GOING TO GET TOGETHER FOR REAL. LIKE WHERE'S DANIEL'S MOM. unless daniel went 'i'm going to get myself into a shitload of trouble do you mind looking after my mom for me in case things go wrong 🥺' and jay said yes at the cost of his canon appearances bc he's whipped. pathetic gay little man (affectionate)

i hope that answered things? i feel like you sent me a rant and i just ranted back with more speculations and headcanons LMAO

anyway join me let's hold hands and start a prayer circle for hong 'jay' jaeyeol's reappearance in canon anybody who misses jay is more than welcome to join bc i'm p sure jay's fandom is almost as big as samuel seo's tiddies and they're pretty damn massive, so ptj's bound to notice us and bring jay back as an Important Character... right...?

btw i'm not caught up with the manhwa oops. i'm only up to ep 394 but i'm speedrunning the latest chapters and my urge to punch eugene increases every chapter.

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Can you write mira as a villian 🍬 and I wanted to ask do u have any requests rules

Thx for the request 💜 and I was too lazy to write the rules . I don't really have rules I just don't write Nsfw and Serious contents thats it

∆ Am surprised she Still thinks the world is a good place , She went through alot of shit 😭

∆ Fighting obviously not her thing , Computers and hacking would fit her

∆ She always thinks people who waste their strength and time in fighting are just Stupid

∆ So that's why She Loves getting what she wants from far away, either by using technology or Making a deal with someone to help her

∆ Really good at persuading

∆ plot twist villian vibes

∆ after that hostel accident ( The one where they used her photo without permission ) She managed to find the pictures of the ones who were behind that accident, and she edited them into embarrassing pictures and she started putting alot of those pictures Infront of their houses, and they can't figure out who tf is sending them

∆ She secretly have a Twitter account where she used to call out Logan on his shit . he got alot of hate That some one vandalized his house

∆ Zack still believe she is a kind , innocent person 😭

∆ know all about the 4 major Crews but acts dumb

∆ the one who started the rumors about Charles doing illegal activities

∆ She Probably been exposed once but Everyone didn't believe Mira would do Such things

∆ Once hacked into Eugene device and sent " I love you " to Samuel

∆ Crystal didn't want to believe it at first but she slowly started suspecting that Mira may be the one who spread the rumors about her dad

∆ Definitely have alot of enemies that don't even know how she looks like

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Our New Life- 28

Steve Rogers x Reader

Damon Salvatore x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: language, mistakes, shitty plot

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She watched him through the glass window, he was lying on the infirmary bed with wires engulfing his body. He had been sleeping since last night, probably from the sedatives they gave him. But he was healed much to her relief.

Her own eyes were hurting and sore from crying. Sighing tiredly she walked away after glancing towards his way.

Walking in the living she looked outside, her mind filled with the recent drastic events of her life. Suddenly someone came causing her to turn.

“You should sleep, look like a shit” Damon stood near her. She remained silent and continued staring outside.

“He is going to wake up soon, you would talk to him?” he asked, he wanted her to talk.

y/n nodded, “yes, well there is not much to talk about, he knows everything. But I need to face him.”

“And you are thinking about that?”

y/n turned towards him and looked at him, “I am feeling light. Even though that wasn’t how I wanted thins to go but still it feels like someone just took one of the burdens off of my chest.” she smiled sadly. With a tired smile, he knew there was something else.

He took her hand and made her sit n the couch. “Spill everything honey, I know you too well.” y/n sighed, an annoyed sigh.

“I just want to turn it off, I just want to stop feeling,” she whispered not looking at him. Damon gritted his teeth, “will you tell me what happened, godamnit.”

“I’m tired Damon, tired of chasing people, tired of feeling guilty, responsible. Since the day I became this…” she mentioned towards her as if disgusted by her existence.

“I am continuously running, and now when I finally found her I thought I got to rest. But no.” Damon frowned at her words. But before he could ask her she spoke.

“Bucky is alive, all these years he was here. He is the winter soldier, he killed stark. God, Damon they made him a weapon.” her words coming out as whispers.

“If only I didn’t stop searching about the winter soldier, I could have found bucky” sometimes damn wanted that human y/n back, he wanted to compel her so bad.

“Rather than feeling guilty of the things you can’t control, maybe you should focus on now. Maybe think how we are going to find him” his voice was stern, annoyed.

y/n huffed at him before she speaks he cut her off. “Now we have Katherine, the originals can compel her, so we will find him.” he was glaring at her, no way in hell he would allow her to turn her switch off. She already had unnecessary guilt on her plate, he wouldn’t allow her to feel more.

Suddenly Jarvis announced steve was being discharged and moved to his room. Damon stood up, “we will figure that out but now go to your man. He needs your attention right now.” y/n nodded and walked towards the elevator.

“And y/n” she turned, hearing his voice.

“I hope you won’t disappoint me” he had the same look that she had for him, years ago. When he was about to kill zack’s wife. She knew what he was talking about so she just nodded silently and went towards her captain.

~

y/n knocked on his door but there was no reply. He probably knew who it was. She entered inside anyway, expecting him to be in his bed. But he was standing facing with the window, his back towards her. She sat on the chair in the corner.

“So you want to talk now?” he turned towards her, his words stern. She never heard him talk like that, not with her.

“Yes,” she replied with a stoic face as if his tone didn’t bother her. You deserve it anyway, she thought.

Steve sighed and walked towards the bed, sitting on the edge. “So talk,” he said with the same sternness still with his eyes tender.

“You do know why I was hesitant” her voice timid. Steve bent a bit towards her, “no y/n, I don’t know. Tell me. Don’t expect me to know everything. ” he urged.

She sniffled before speaking, “I wasn’t happy with what I became. I was just waiting for taking all the breathes that left and then be gone, after you were gone” Steve kept looking at him, his eyes becoming softer at her eyes, but he didn’t say anything. He just wanted to listen to her, just wanted to know her feelings about her life, her insecurities.

“I know I should not say this but I was so alone. Everyone was gone, there was no hope. And then suddenly I was dead yet not. I don’t know why I choose to be alive, be this-”

“And what is this?” Steve cut her off.

y/n sighed, a blood-sucking monster? “A vampire,” she replied.

“It wasn’t that I never felt happy. I did. I had Damon, I had stark, there are good moments too but I didn’t like feeding on blood, even if I don’t kill people. I felt there was no purpose for me, i felt like an outsider. That wasn’t what I wanted in life, chasing people.” she stopped for a moment, thinking about everything she went through.

“I spent all these years finding Katherine. First because of Damon, then because I found out she killed my parents” y/n chuckled dryly.

“And then, when I was so close to her she sent winter soldier to kill stark, which I recently got to know is bucky” she whispered. Her expressions were bitter, a tear escaped her eye.

Steve’s eyes widened, he wanted to interrupt but didn’t as y/n sighed. “All these years I was into a trap. She planned it all.”

“Steve, I didn’t like a lot of things about me, being a vampire. There wasn’t a purpose for me, except for finding people to avenge the people I love. And suddenly when I saw you coming back, it changed my regret, confusion for choosing this life. I know I should have told you and i was about to but you went away.”

“And I didn’t want you to know everything as you did. It was the horrible way”

Indeed it was, the moment he watched you getting burned he couldn’t breathe. And he couldn’t let out her blood-filled eyes from his mind. Her screams, her pain when you were trying to control the urge to feed on him. It was painful for him to see her like that.

“Did you want to feed on me?” he asked, he needed to know your limits, your true self.

“Yes,” she simply replied, not scared of what might think. “I was weak, hungry. I didn’t want to hurt you but I wanted to…”

Steve nodded looking into her eyes, “and would you, if you got the chance” there was a difference between wanting and doing.

y/n sighed, she didn’t know herself. “I don’t know Steve. Never been in that situation before. but probably yes.” At that moment she looked away.

When Steve remained silent she stood up, “I probably should go,” she said.

“Yes,” Steve instantly replied. She looked at him but he was staring at the floor. y/n nodded and left.

Steve needed time to process the things he got to know, as if aliens weren’t a big shock his lover turned out to be a vampire.

He sighed and lay on the bed. Waiting to fall asleep, as it was the solution to every problem.

~

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Friday Night Fever (F/M, Original, Illness Care-Taking Fluff)

Wrote this little original F/M care-taking fluff fic inspired by something that happened to me when I was in college (basically, caught a cold, three friends came over unannounced and insisted on me coming with them to the bar until one of them noticed the thermometer on my nightstand and realized I really was too sick to go). I've changed all the characters personality/appearance (including myself) so that we are completely unrecognizable, and added more to the story of course 😚

So if you like group of friends, platonic to maybe romantic care-taking fluff and F/M illness, read on!

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Annabel left the sandwich shop at the end of her evening shift, feeling the cold autumn air seep through her jacket. Darkness had blanketed the town hours ago, and college students were already filling the streets on their way to the bars to celebrate the end of the week. Not that they’d really needed a reason to drink, of course.

As she launched the trash bags in the large dumpster in the back alley, Annabel felt an uncomfortable shiver running down her back. She’d been feeling under the weather for a couple of days, downing vitamin C fizzy drinks to stave it off. What she’d hoped would end up being a little annoying cold was turning out to be more than she’d bargained for. She could feel the icy tendrils of a fever crawling on her skin, and all she wanted to do was slip under the covers of her warm bed and sleep all weekend.

Her phone pinged as she started making her way back to her apartment.

Finn: We’ll be there in 40 minutes. Zack wants to pick up some pregame vodka from the store first.

Annabel sighed. She’d met Zack, Finn and Alex at her second job—a fancy new restaurant in the heart of town where she’d been waitressing part-time for the past two months. They’d hit it off on opening day, when Zack had accidentally broken a whole stack of plates. No one had seen what had happened but the four of them. Zack had gotten his dishwasher’s apron stuck on the door handle, and his hands had slipped at the sudden pull.

The crash had been deafening.

Right before the owner had rushed in to ask what had happened, Zack’s best friend, Finn, had kicked the wheel of the cart where the plates had been sitting a few moments ago, giving Alexander and Annabel a knowing look.

They’d all told the owner that the cart was broken and had tipped over without anyone touching it. Somehow, the owner had bought the lie. That night, Zack insisted on paying them a round of shots at the bar, and a tradition was born: The four of them. Every Friday. With lots of alcohol.

It was the only time Annabel let loose. With her two jobs and college, she was struggling to find free time, but Friday nights had become sacred. There was nothing like downing drinks and letting the buzz take over, following her three new friends wherever they wanted to go. It was always an adventure. Especially with Zack at the helm.

But tonight, there was no way she could make it.

Annabel: Actually, I can’t come tonight. Sorry.

She walked past a group of friends laughing and hollering, wishing she’d felt as good as they did. But the headache growing behind her eyes wasn’t going to let up, and adding alcohol to the mix would only make it worse. Not only that, but her nose had started running in the past two hours. She’d had to go blow it in the restroom every half hour, getting herself banished from the front of the store by the manager. She’d washed her hands so often that her skin was almost raw.

Just like her nose.

Finn: Nah, you’re coming. Nobody cancels Friday night. Come on.

Annabel couldn’t hold a smile. She typed back, sniffling. Her sinuses were prickling like crazy, as if she’d accidentally inhaled a cloud of tiny fireworks. She stifled a sneeze in the crook of her elbow, mid-word. “Ehh—Ehh’KSHHeeww!” Her eyes watered from the force of it. She wiped the tears away and resumed typing.

Annabel: I’ll make it up to you guys next weekend. Drinks on me.

She grabbed a crumpled tissue from her jacket pocket and dabbed at her nose. Her apartment was only a few blocks away, beckoning her. As she crossed the last stretch of sidewalk to the entrance, she kept checking her phone.

No reply.

Shrugging, she unlocked the front door and took the stairs.

***

Back in her apartment, she made a beeline for the bathroom to the right and used toilet paper to blow her nose, finally free to make as much noise as she wanted. She winced from the roughness of it on her chapped nostrils, but it was all she had. She wasn’t exactly the planning type. Her idea of a grocery list was memorizing the first three items and hoping the rest would come to her as she walked through the aisles. Most often than not, she’d have to make a quick run at the convenience store down the street to get what she’d forgotten.

She gathered her thick curly hair into a bun and looked at herself in the mirror. It was enough to confirm that she’d made the right decision. Her eyes were glazed over, her skin was so pale that her freckles popped like they did in the summer. Except for that slight flush high on her cheeks, of course. She popped a thermometer under her tongue and removed her work clothes, leaving them in a pile in front of the bathtub.

Shivering from the sudden change in temperature, she covered her arms with her hands and ran to her dresser. Her warmest, softest sweater was the first thing she grabbed and put on, before throwing on a pair of comfy leggings and wool socks. The thermometer beeped.

100.8 °F. Figured.

She rolled her eyes and shuffled over to the “kitchen” of her studio apartment, which was the size of a matchbox and only contained a mini fridge, a microwave and an old sink. She poured herself some water and walked over to the bed, placing her glass and the thermometer on her nightstand. She would have brought over medicine as well, but she’d run out last semester after catching the flu going around campus, and had forgotten to replenish her stash. No matter. She could sleep this off. It was just a cold.

She suddenly sneezed twice in a row, as if her body wanted to protest her minimizing her illness, then got under the cover. Just as she was getting a little warmer, propping up her laptop to watch a movie, there was a knock at the door.

Annabel sat up, startled.

“Anna, open up!” a voice said behind the door.

Zack.

Annabel chuckled. Of course they wouldn’t give up that easily. She groaned, getting out of the warmth of her bed. She considered rushing to the dresser and putting on cuter clothes—they were her friends, but they were still boys, and she didn’t want to look like shit in front of them—but the thought of it was enough to drain her energy. Screw it. She walked over to the door and opened it.

“Finn told us you don’t want to come,” said Zack as he walked in. It was her friends’ first time coming up to her apartment. They’d usually wait for her downstairs. “So we’re here to change your mind.” He didn’t look at her, too busy checking out her place. He was dressed for the night—a buttoned-up shirt, navy blazer, jeans and dress shoes. His casual chic style always stood out in the local bars filled with broke college students, but he liked it that way.

Finn walked in after him, a crooked grin on his lips. “See, I told you you can’t cancel Friday night.” His shaggy blond hair half-covered his eyes, as always. Finn and Zack had been best friends since high school, and couldn’t have been more different from each other. At least physically. Finn was tall and lanky, Zack was smaller and worked out a lot. But they were both party guys, always ready for a crazy night—even though Finn was a bit more mellow than Zack.

Finally, Alex came in, and Annabel closed the door behind him. He had a sheepish look on his face, as if apologizing for the other two. He was a lot more like Annabel. Quiet, chill, along for the ride—whatever it may be. His deep brown eyes held her gaze for a second too long, and Annabel noticed one of his eyebrow raise ever so slightly. She bit her lip, feeling self-conscious about her appearance. They’d never seen her in such a state before. Thank god she hadn’t had the energy to remove her makeup yet.

“So this is where you live, uh?” Zack said, sitting on her desk chair and spinning it around and around. “I like it. Dorms suck.”

Before she could reply, Finn tsked. “Wow. So no love for your roommate, uh?”

“Dude, I love you,” Zack said, “but between you and an apartment all to myself, the choice is obvious.” He stopped spinning and turned to Annabel, crossing his arms over his chest. “So what’s so important that you can’t come with us? Do you have a date?”

All three boys turned to her. Annabel almost laughed. Could they not see the condition she was in? She cleared her throat. “No, I’m just not feeling well.”

Finn sat on the edge of her bed and examined her from afar. “Like what? Stomach thing? Flu?”

“Probably a cold, I guess.” Annabel could feel Alex’s gaze on her at her side. She glanced at him, then looked down, feeling silly. Now that she was saying it out loud, it sounded like a poor excuse. But she did have a fever, after all. She just didn’t want to start listing her symptoms.

Zack clasped his hands together. “You know what will make you feel better? Alcohol!” He grinned, as if proud of his solution. “Didn’t they used to give brandy to people when they were sick? We’ll make a special mix for your throat. Something with lemon and orange juice. You’ll be fine.”

“I don’t know, I already have a headache…” Annabel said.

“Just take a couple of Tylenol. It’s like a hangover in advance,” Finn said with an encouraging smile. “One time, I went out clubbing with an ear infection and everything was fine. Actually felt better the next day, weirdly enough.”

“I don’t know guys, I won’t be much fun if—” Annabel was interrupted by a fierce tickle deep in her nose, spreading like wildfire. She ducked to her side, away from Alex. “Ehh’KSSHeeew! ‘KSSSHeeew!”

“Bless you,” the three boys said almost in unison.

“See?” Annabel said, pointing at her nose and sniffling. “You want me to sneeze all over you guys all night?”

Finn shrugged. “We’ll bring tissues. Whatever.”

Alex walked over to the bathroom and grabbed the toilet paper roll from the counter, then handed it to her. “Here.”

Annabel ripped a piece off and wiped her nose. “Thanks,” she said, sheepish.

Alex’s gaze paused on her for a few seconds before he turned to the other two. “Guys, she’s obviously sick. Let’s just go and let her sleep.”

“It’s just a cold,” Zack said. “She’s young and healthy. It’s nothing.” He got up and put his arm around her shoulders. “Come on. Give it an hour, and if you’re not feeling better after a few shots, we’ll walk you home.”

Annabel considered it for a second, trying to fight the shivers. Maybe if she wore something warm and took a few shots, she wouldfeel better. Numb the pain a little, at least. While she pondered it, Finn laid down on top of her bed spread and locked eyes with the thermometer on her nightstand. He frowned and sat up, picking it up.

He looked at her, thermometer in hand. His voice softened. “It’s that bad, uh?”

Annabel blushed. Why did admitting that she had a fever feel so vulnerable? She looked down and nodded. “Kinda.”

Zack looked at the thermometer, then back at Annabel. He narrowed his eyes and put a hand on her forehead. “Ooof,” he said, a hint of concern slipping in his tone.

Finn got up. “Let me see,” he said, walking up to her and placing his own hand on her forehead. His eyebrows shot up. “Yikes.”

“Yeah, you need to be in bed,” Zack finally said, guiding her back to bed. “Why didn’t you say you had a fever? Jesus, Anna.”

She shrugged, sitting on her mattress. “I don’t know. I just get fevers with colds. I guess it’s normal for me.”

“Fevers suck,” Finn said. “Last time I had one, I stayed in bed for two days and everything hurt.” He walked over to the front door. “We’ll miss you tonight, though.”

Zack followed. “Hope you feel better. We’ll text you all the crazy shit that’s going to happen so you don’t miss anything.” He followed Finn out of the apartment, leaving the door open for Alex.

Alex watched them walk by, then grabbed the roll of toilet paper on the counter where Annabel had left it. He brought it over to her nightstand and gave her a sad smile. “Do you need anything?”

Annabel shook her head, relieved that she was going to be able to stay in bed. “I’ll be okay.”

He seemed to hesitate for a second, then nodded. “Let us know if you want us to get you food later. I know I can never sleep when I have a fever.”

“Thank you.” She smiled. Her nose scrunched up, overtaken by another annoying prickle. “Ehh… Iihh’KSSSHHeeww!”

“Bless you.”

Zack’s voice sounded from the hallway. “Alex, you coming?”

Alex snickered. “I guess I should go.” He walked to the door, then turned back. “Feel better, okay?”

“I will. Thanks.”

***

Annabel tried to sleep, but her fever and runny nose kept waking her up, leaving her floating halfway between dreams and reality. It was clear that she wasn’t going to get any rest in her state. She needed cold medicine.

It took her a long time to finally convince herself to get out of bed and go to the convenience store, but she managed to push the covers away and get up. She shivered, causing another tickle in her sensitive nose—it had only gotten worse in the hour since the boys had left. She ducked at the waist in an exhausting triple. “Ehh… Hehh’KSSSHeeeew! ‘KSSHHeeew! Hiihh’KSSHeeew!”

Just then, another knock sounded at the door. Annabel frowned and made her way to the door, cracking it open.

It was Alex. Alone.

“Bless you,” he said with a shy grin.

Annabel let him in. “Aren’t you supposed to be out with the guys?”

He shrugged, closing the door behind him. “I thought you might need this.” He showed her a plastic bag filled with tea, tissue boxes, ramen, cough drops and—she gasped—cold medicine.

Alex chuckled. “So I was right. You don’t have any medicine, do you?”

Annabel laughed. “How did you know?”

“Your nightstand. You only had a thermometer on there. When I’m sick, I take Nyquil everywhere I go.” He handed her the bag. “And I wanted to make sure you had tissues instead of toilet paper. Your nose will thank me.”

Annabel touched her chapped nose, smiling. “That’s so sweet of you. Thank you.”

“It’s nothing.” He stood there for a second, as if not knowing what to say. “I’ll uh—I’ll let you rest.”

Before he could go, Annabel put her hand on his elbow. “Wait. Do you want to—” She stopped halfway through her sentence, her nose scrunching up yet again, her eyes fluttering. She spun around and sneezed, covering her nose with the sleeve of her sweater. “Hehh’KSSHH! Ht’Ksshht!” She turned back around, blinking away the tears and laughing. “Sorry!”

Alex laughed, too. “Bless you.” He held her gaze, then looked down. “What were you going to say?”

“Oh—I was just wondering if—maybe if you’d like to watch a movie with me. I don’t think I can sleep until the medicine kicks in.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted saying them. Of course he didn’t want to watch a movie with her. This was Friday night. What kind of college guy wanted to hang out with a sick, sneezy, nose-drippy girl on a Friday night instead of getting drunk with his friends. “Sorry,” she added quickly, “I forgot that the guys are probably waiting for you. I guess I’m kind of loopy from the fever.”

Alex took a step forward and placed his hand on her forehead. The gesture was so gentle, so soft, that Annabel closed her eyes, appreciating the coldness of his palm on her hot skin.

“You are definitely burning up,” he half-whispered, frowning. “I was wondering if the guys were exaggerating. Guess not.”

Annabel bit her lip. “I’ll be okay after I take the medicine. You don’t have to stay.”

Alex removed his hand. “I do,” he blurted. “I mean, I do want to watch a movie with you. And stay.”

“Are you sure?” Annabel asked through her blossoming smile. “Aren’t you worried you’ll catch my cold?”

“Actually, I have a confession to make.” Alex led her to the bed and placed the content of his bag on her nightstand. “Last Friday, I kind of had a cold. It wasn’t as bad as yours, pretty minor, but… Zack convinced me to come out anyway and I—I think I might have given it to you. You drank out of my glass and I didn’t have time to stop you.” He looked at her, his eyes wide with guilt. “I’m so, so sorry.”

Annabel laughed. “I can’t believe Zack didn’t rat you out earlier. It would have been the perfect example of someone going clubbing with a cold and ‘being fine’ anyway.”

“He probably knew it was partly his fault that you’re sick and didn’t want to admit it.”

Annabel shook her head. “Well, you owe me a Friday night.” She got into bed and patted the spot next to her. “That means I get to pick the movies.”

Alex grabbed the throw blanket at her feet and draped it over her. “That sounds fair.” He walked over to the other side of the bed and settled next to her. “But when you fall asleep, I can’t guarantee I won’t change it.”

“Deal.”

After taking a dose of Nyquil, Annabel started the movie, snuggling under the blanket. She wondered what kind of crazy adventures Zack and Finn were getting themselves into. She expected to feel FOMO, but instead, she shot a glance at Alex next to her, and realized she wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

Maybe it was the fever, or maybe it was Alex’s shoulder touching hers, but it felt like this was the start of a different kind of adventure. Maybe not alcohol-fueled, but Nyquil was pretty close.

All because they’d shared a not-so-secret cold.

And Annabel had a feeling it would be worth the fever. And the countless sneezes to come.

THE END

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Zack and Miri Make a Porno (2008)

Second movie: Zack and Miri Make a Porno

Smoking: A cone, some of bob bowl

This is another one of my favorites. Having male roommates can be a challenge, which I'm sure they would feel the same way about females. lol. Sharing a bathroom with them is hard also. But I always made sure to lock the door.

Seth Rogen steals Elizabeth Bank's hand warmer to heat up his balls, gross. But he gets his own pay back because it burns his nut sack! Karma.

I definitely knows what it feels like to not want to go to your 10 year reunion. I didn't go to mine, but I had a good reason, COVID it and so I got to stay home and not really make an excuse. Works for me!

I think Craig Robinson is my favorite in this movie. Imma be Oprah rich!

First outfit that EB tries on makes her look like she's in the 70s. I do like the dress she choose she looks cute in it. "To catch a predator kind of way, yeah its sexy." As SR says.

Having 800 people in your graduating class sounds terrible. Like that just sounds like a very packed school, like sardines. Like that is just one class, not including the lower grades.

Then you have the wonderful Jason Long! I really like his other movies; Dodgeball, Accepted. Both great movies.

"I will be your Sherpa on the mountain of gayness"

CR talks about wanting to watch shit while you shit does sound like a good idea. Though like you need to make sure you leave or your legs would be so numb.

Trying to come up with porn movie names, my roommate goes 28 Dongs Later. lol

Jason Mewes being in here I think is the cherry on top. He is so funny, Lester the Molester Cock-in-Stuff. Wait his porn name is Pete Jones!

Erotic Re-imagining Star Whores was born!

Then their plans get foiled and the place they were renting gets destroyed. Now to find out the next thing to try because they still need money. Finding the next thing while working in the Bean-N-Gone.

Shit going into other shit. Kind of feel like that's how life is.

Why would you just start dancing in a porn. They are in a coffee shop, like it was just so random lol.

CR and JM sleeping together on the couch is so adorable. Super hilarious CR's thumb in JM's mouth.

Then the fall out between Zack and Miri. And as he is walking out of the coffee shop the guy pulls out too quickly and the poor camera man got covered in poo! So gross, but soo sooo funny!

CR finally gets Oprah rich! The Settlement went through. And we can come through and end the movie where he love interest comes to a close.

Sex really does change a lot of things in a relationship.

When SR runs into the apartment and sees JM naked in the apartment walking around like its nothing. Teaching SR about what a dutch rutter or a double dutch rutter. I probably could have gone my whole life without knowing that information. lol.

Let us Fuck! The End!

Wasn't as involved with this movie. In some pain and not looking forward to go to work tomorrow. Next time I'll do better, maybe, depends on the buzz.

Binge Smoke*

Hopefully I'll wake up feeling better!

Thanks for stopping by.

-Tripple R

[iaintyourbro]

The New Red Herrings: Biggs and Zack and How Avalanche Tells Us the LTD is Dead

Biggs and Zack are seemingly alive at the end of FFVII Remake Part 1 - so what does that mean? Will they live throughout the story? Maybe they’ll be like Wedge and escape death initially, only to be forced to face it shortly after?

There’s also interesting similarities on the death scenes of Biggs and Zack, A while ago I took screenshots of the “death” scene of Biggs and thought it was interesting how they had Biggs touch Cloud’s head and also made him promise something. 

And how are all these things connected to the LTD? 

Now, clearly, neither Biggs or Jessie had as dramatic of a death as Zack or Aerith. We actually see the initial injury or incident that causes each of them to die. Cloud comes upon Biggs while he’s already sitting down injured. Cloud and Tifa come to Jessie after she’s under the rubble and try to save her. 

We know Cloud pretty much loses it when Zack dies. He collapses mentally. He’s already been through enough shit to fill a lifetime, and now his only friend, his best friend, and the guy who saved his life, dies trying to get them back to Midgar. 

Why Zack is Important to Cloud

Relationship wise, Cloud obviously had a much deeper connection to Zack. At the point that Biggs dies, he doesn’t know any of that, but I think his death definitely triggers something in him. Biggs saw through Cloud’s front. We know Biggs dealt with the kids at the Leaf House, and most likely acted like a volunteer in the Big Brother program. He tells Cloud he’s got a lot in common with the kids at the Leaf House.

Zack had Cloud take on the responsibility to be his living legacy. Of course we all know he shuts down about five minutes later. Biggs had Cloud promise that this wouldn’t all be for nothing. In both cases, it doesn’t work out. He forgets what Zack told him and the Sector 7 plate still falls. 

Zack’s death has a major impact on Cloud - it’s ultimately what breaks him. It also gives us these really sad moments of somebody who’s already been through so much and is breaking now. 

Cloud is upset about Biggs. He was becoming his friend. The three Avalanche members really did accept Cloud and tried to be his friend. He was included with them - in most cases. Of course there’s the Avalanche party that he’s kicked out of (mind you - he does this to himself by acting like an ass to Barret and them) and then during Chapter 4, he’s separated to go steal Jessie’s dad’s ID. 

Ultimately, though, we know that Biggs, Wedge, and Jessie all like Cloud. They seem to see through the hard exterior pretty easily. So Cloud loses another person in his life.

The ending of FFVII Remake takes an interesting turn. Anybody who played OG or CC knows what is supposed to happen to Biggs and Zack.

But, Remake’s ending seems to imply that they survive the event that was supposed to take them out. 

Did Zack survive the last stand? Is this a case of the Last Stand in CC being combined with OG where as they walk away, Zack ends up getting shot anyway? 

So we also see Biggs.... wait, wrong picture.

That’s the right one. We get a shot of Charlie Sheen Biggs waking up in a bed in what looks like some type of either infirmary or large room. In OG, we know that all three of the Avalanche members die during the Sector 7 plate fall. In Remake, the only one we get confirmation on is Jessie, and that’s only in the Chapter description. 

Wedge we know survives until the Shinra building, where the Whispers ultimately take him out since he defied fate. 

So, what will happen to Biggs?

The biggest thing talked about seems to be the ending. Zack surviving created a lot of buzz. Is there a second timeline? Is he going to just simply walk another 10 feet and get shot in the back? Did her survive in the first place? Why does Stamp look different on that bootleg chip bag?

Will we have a beautiful Zerith reunion? 

In the OG, the Love Triangle illusion was the red herring. This was mostly to trick and distract the player to focus on something, so later they can destroy you with major twists. It also was used to get the player to like Aerith so her death would be more impactful. In addition, it makes the whole Northern Crater confession from Cloud about Tifa’s opinion being the only one that matters a slam in your face of holy shit what is going on?!

At this point, everybody and their mother knows Aerith dies. It’s not something that was kept a secret. It’s referenced in various materials. The one thing not openly referenced is what’s going on with Cloud. They never reference the Lifestream, the fake persona, or anything outside of the OG and Ultimanias. I think this is a shame since it’s such an important part of his character arc, but I get that they want to try and leave the element of surprise in play.

I think everybody would agree that the moment you find out Cloud was just a grunt that was WITH Zack during the Nibelheim incident is super powerful. I still get chills all these years later. Letting this be a well known thing would take away the element of surprise from new fans. Of course, people can go online and read blogs like this one and know all of this, but for somebody - especially future generations - who may just be looking for a new game to play, you’d want this element of surprise to stay in tact. 

We can’t use Aerith as the only red herring anymore, and we can’t use the love triangle. For many reasons. Everybody knows about it and the love triangle was a poor choice for something like this because some people missed the point completely.

Now, FFVII Twitter is always on fire. 

Also, even though the Lifestream and Cloud’s true identity are pretty well kept secrets in terms of printed media, most of the people who played FFVII Remake played the original game, they know what happens. People who were new and played Remake first most likely went and bought OG and played it. So now they know what happens. 

They knew this, or they probably wouldn’t have shown Cloud in this state, but even for those who don’t, the alternate timeline theory is born. Biggs enhances this theory because he’s alive too. How can Cloud walk past them AND be carried by Zack in some catatonic state?

It keeps us distracted. They want us to think that fate can be changed. In the case of Zack, they’re even saying that the past can be changed. 

Ultimately, whatever they do, it’ll be shocking to most players. I do trust that the devs aren’t being deceitful when they say they are going to keep the major plot points the same and FFVII will be FFVII going forward. Part 1 keeps major plot points but adds substance to a lot of things. They took out unnecessary parts and enhanced others. They also removed a lot of the love triangle stuff. 

Another striking thing with all of this is the Jessie factor. The Chapter screen tells us she died - it only says Biggs was seriously injured. That hasn’t stopped speculation.

The ending shows gloves on the table next to Biggs’ bed and a lot people said oh it’s Jessie’s left glove! And it does appear that it is. There’s only one glove. To me, this seems like they recovered her body and were able to pull of some personal affects of hers to leave with Biggs. Both articles look damaged or faded. 

Faded could mean they’ve been sitting in the sun for a while. The incident happened a few days ago, though we don’t have a definitive time on when we’re shown Biggs. This could be a future look.

They also could simply be damaged and full of dust from the plate collapse. 

It is implied in Chapter 4 if you listen to the conversation between Jessie’s mom and the gang that Biggs and Jessie have a different relationship than Wedge and Jessie. 

I have some thoughts on what this may mean:

Biggs is Jessie’s BFF and her mom likes him.

Jessie and Biggs dated at one point and decided to not tell her mom that they no longer are or that its casual.

Jessie’s mom was hounding Jessie about finding a man so she picked Biggs to be her pretend boyfriend and he agreed.

Biggs and Jessie are secretly dating and only her mom knows.

Which one do I think it is? Well, knowing Jessie, I can definitely see her doing #3. I can absolutely see her acting like Biggs is her boyfriend to get her mom off her back. I think #1 and #2 are also huge possibilities. #4 is far fetched, but they could cover it up by having Jessie flirt relentlessly with Cloud and appear to be single. 

Some people think that Jessie will end up at the Gold Saucer singing. Personally, I really hope not. If they keep a bunch of people alive (even if it’s for a short amount of time), it really takes away one of the major themes of FFVII which is death and moving on. In addition, I think it’s too many people they’d need to kill off later. Jessie is a very popular character, so I hope they don’t take that as an incentive to change that aspect of the story. 

Aerith’s funeral and Jessie’s death are similar as well, so I think it is foreshadowing some things. 

We get a princess style carry here. Aerith and Jessie both get these in Remake. Jessie’s second one ends in her death. Will Aerith get a second princess carry by Cloud? Will it be to take her to her final resting place?

Maybe she won’t even go to the lake - maybe to the sky?

We know Tifa was super upset in OG, and they really don’t touch on it much. We only see her run away crying after this moment. You learn in Case of Tifa that she’s really upset about, but a lot of people don’t read Case of Tifa, so they only know this scene. 

We know that she gets very upset over Jessie’s death.

I think Aerith’s death will be much worse. 

It seems Jessie’s death is a reference to how Aerith’s death was handled in the OG.

Will it be handled the same? Maybe. I think they’re going to make it seem like she’s going to be okay, and then boom.

So the ending gives us hope that we have two friends that are alive. It makes us think that we can save Aerith. I do think Wedge’s death towards the end and comments that Red XIII made in Chapter 17 may also be hinting towards the fact that you cannot change the past and you cannot change fate. 

Over on Discord, @anesuna​ brought up a good point about Wedge’s cats. Biggums survives the plate collapse along with Wedge. The other two cats - Reggie and Smalls - sadly perish (::cries a lot::). This could also be a reference that Biggs survived while Jessie and Wedge do not. 

So what about the LTD?

I think this is a heavy reference to the old OG love triangle. Don’t fall for it! They’re warning players now instead of wanting them to fall for it. 

Why do I say this? Aerith seemed to think the love triangle was fun. Thing is, Cloud wasn’t all there at this point, so it was just an illusion. Since players didn’t seem to get that the first time, they’re going to make it clear now. There were a lot of aspects they seemed to take from Aerith and give to Jessie. Overly flirty (with Jessie they added thirsty) and being overly childish at times. Aerith in remake is still somewhat childish, but not completely.

Oblivious Cloud is Oblivious. Yeah, he was oblivious in OG that Aerith and Tifa had feelings for him. He has no idea what Wedge is talking about now. Earlier in this same conversation he thinks that Wedge is telling him not to come around because people will gossip about Jessie being in Avalanche, but the player knows really what he’s referring to...

I think this is probably a reference to the Gold Saucer date because of the stage part. I take things at face value and don’t really dig too deep, but I think this exchange with Wedge is supposed to tell the player not to fall for these false loves early in the game.

It’s brought up again during Aerith’s resolution scene.

Earlier Wedge said not to fall for Jessie’s trick, because it was a game to her. It wasn’t real love. Aerith is now telling her that if Cloud thinks he falls in love with her, it’s not real. 

We have two separate instances in the game where they’re telling you to beware of the false love. It’s two times the word love is used. 

After all of this, the ending presents us with two guys who should be dead that appear to be alive. One of them is directly connected to Aerith.

This was their way of trying to shut down the LTD and replace it with different red herrings. Will it work as well as the LTD? Well, it seems that the majority of FFVII Remake fans have talked about the ending.

Yes, a lot of people talk about the LTD, but I think the majority of players are more interested overall in what happens next and what’s up with Zack. I think the majority of the fandom is also ready for the LTD to officially be dead so we can actually focus on everything else and stop the madness. 

It’ll never fully stop, but at least it’ll be clear for anybody who plays the game and alleviate the bulk of the chaos. 

Say hello to your new red herrings: Biggs and Zack. 

Say bye to the LTD.

[saanphoenix]

“Why do so many old-school FFVII fans think that Cloud took Zack’s memories?”

Alright, so first things first. We gotta start from the beginning. We gotta start with Jenova.

Jenova is the name given to the alien entity known as the Calamity. “Heaven’s dark harbinger.” This being, assumed to be female because of the body she was in at the Crater, was basically godlike in her natural abilities. Historically, she was able to shapeshift. She was telepathic. She had a nigh indomitable will. And she used her abilities to infect the race of human(oid)s that happened upon her crash site--the Cetra.

Now, Ifalna, within the English translation of the OG, states that Jenova turned the Cetra into monsters, nearly wiping them all out, and that the wee few that remained basically had to be sacrificed to seal Jenova away before she could do anymore damage to all life on the planet. The notes Sephiroth finds within the Shinra Mansion seem to corroborate this version of events, as he tells Zack that the Cetra chose to fight the Calamity while the other humans “hid”, thus being spared Jenova’s shenanigans, allowing them to become the dominant race on the planet, but ultimately being cowards unworthy to be the shepherds of any star, to quote Emet-Selch from FFXIV. Stay with me now.

We also know that the notes Sephiroth reads within the Shinra Mansion do not, in any way, call Jenova the Calamity. They still refer to her as a Cetra. Meaning that those notes are outdated, before the discovery of a living Cetra, a Cetra who is 2000 years removed from her own people’s history. Right? So.

(’Ah, but what about Genesis point-blank telling Sephiroth the truth? He knew what was up!’ Yes, because Hollander and Hojo found out from Gast’s recordings, and Ifalna herself, what Jenova actually was, and then Hollander told Genesis, who then said some stupid ass shit to trigger Sephiroth into looking into the wrong information, and now Nibelheim is not Nibelheim anymore and Cloud is missing one more family member than he was when he joined Shinra. Also, fuck Genesis. Anyway.)

HOJO, yeah? Hojo, in two separate novels written by Nojima himself, states to Aerith and Tseng separately that Jenova 1) will inevitably infect all life on the planet with her “cells” because of the very nature of the Lifestream and 2) turned the Cetra against each other via subtle manipulation and illusions of their loved ones, dead or alive, conceived from their own memories. She didn’t show up looking like the Eldritch horror with the eyeball nipple, she showed up looking like a run-of-the-mill Cetra. And she would further disguise herself as people a Cetra knew in order to gain their trust. And then, after she had gained that trust, she would say shit like, “Hey. Your friend over there hates you,” or, “Hey. Your friend over there wants to kill you.” And thus the Cetra, at the very least morally but probably also physically, became monsters and tore themselves apart.

You ever wonder why everything the Cetra had was booby-trapped and hidden behind riddles and self-sacrificial bullshit like their Temple? My guess is because Jenova made it so they couldn’t trust anyone, even themselves.

“Why did I read all that? What does that have to do with Cloud voring Zack’s memories?”

Because we gotta understand the mechanics of this bitch first so that we know what to look out for.

Now, we have an alien in stasis--presumed dead but definitely not--and a buncha scientists who really want a coveted spot sucking President Shinra’s dick as head of the Science Dept. who all think that taking the genetic material of a Cetra and splicing it into a modern-day human’s DNA will give them a Geiger counter to the Promised Land. Which they want to use as fuel because only some of them really understand what mako is and the others are just fucking stupid. Anyway, my guess is that they archeology their way to Jenova’s still-kinda-alive corpse and do some DNA testing and go, “Ah! We’ve found a Cetra. It has to be one! She’s by the crater, after all, and that’s where some of them were nuked by a Meteor! :) We’re geniuses!” And Jenova, in the Lifestream, went, “GOTCHA, BITCH!”

And through the power of dino DNA, out pops a lot of nonviable lifeforms, some monsters, and, eventually, a relatively normal kid with a flare for the dramatic who will become wholly obsessed with apples and very boring literature that he will insist on repeating every five goddamn seconds. As he was no Geiger counter to the Promised Land, out pops another relatively normal kid who will grow up to have dreams, and honor, and steal food from his neighbors because he was so damn honorable that he just could not ask for a handout.

With Hollander and Gillian’s experiments not producing anything of note other than children that need love and support, Hojo and Lucrecia decide to take a slightly different sample of Jenova’s cells and just start sticking them everywhere. They’re in Lucrecia. They’re in Lucrecia’s fetus. And...something strange starts to happen.

Lucrecia starts to feel the effects of Jenova. Lucrecia’s mind and body start to kind of deteriorate. Not the way that Genesis’ and Angeal’s do later on, but she is plagued by shit like severe depression and fatigue. She falls out on the floor multiple times. Her bodyguard is a little late on pulling the trigger of the gun aimed at her husband and, instead of doing anything productive about her husband proving he’s an amoral murderous fuckhead, she just decides to play doll with her kinda undead bodyguard, get even sicker, and then, finally, pops out a very strange looking baby. In fact, he looks a little alien.

“No, seriously, what does this have to do with anything?”

Genetics. How Jenova cells work. Whatever clump of cells they injected into Lucrecia, clearly different from those used in Project G, seemed to focus more on the mental fuckery aspect of Jenova than the physical, shapeshifting aspect of Jenova. I would also argue that one of the reasons Lucrecia was so adversely affected by the cells and Gillian was not is their mental well-being. Gillian, even when we meet her, seems very upbeat and doing pretty okay despite her husband having died from exhaustion a coupla years back. Lucrecia was depressed and very subservient even before she married Hojo. Losing her mentor--Vincent’s father--probably exacerbated that. And, later in Advent Children, that sort of mentality--hopelessness and despair--is what Sephiroth’s Geostigma feeds off of. That and thoughts of death/dying. But that is more speculation than anything.

So, Sephiroth’s cells are different from Genesis’ and Angeal’s, and they were all three bred differently, but they’re all kinda chimeras of Jenova’s. And once Genesis learns about his origins, it’s like the lightbulb goes off. This guy’s creating clones by infecting his 2nd and 3rd Class SOLDIERs with his own cells. And when he does that, their physical appearance becomes his own. As does their will. Whatever Genesis wants, the clones also want. And then he just grows a wing for shits and giggles. Once he tells his BFF Angeal the sitch, behold! He’s got monster clones--maybe because he realizes how fucked up overwriting a human being with yourself is--and wings, too. ...Why?

The power to do all of this shit was always there. It was genetically always there. They just had to be made aware of it, to have the puzzle piece put into place. When Sephiroth dies, that puzzle piece is put into place. And then he starts fuckin’ with shit. And turns into monstrous angels. And then dies again. And then comes back and finally grows himself his own wing. He did it, fellas. He’s a big boy now.

But we’re not here to talk about Sephiroth--ignore how much I talked about Sephiroth and his mommies previously--we’re here to talk about ZACK and CLOUD.

“What’s up with Zack and Cloud?”

First, what we must realize is that even though Hojo says that both Zack and Cloud are failed clones because they 1) didn’t take on any physical characteristics of Sephiroth, 2) didn’t seem controlled by Jenova (or Sephiroth) and, 3) didn’t exhibit the other signs of a Reunion impulse like the other clones in Nibelheim that does not mean that Sephiroth’s cells, Jenova’s cells, are not working on them.

As we’ve observed in other 1sts, abilities do not always manifest immediately or even noticeably. Clearly, Sephiroth’s physical appearance is a bit of a hint, but Genesis and Angeal look pretty damn normal and, if it weren’t for their mako injections, they probably wouldn’t be showing that much of an increase in physical capabilities. Theoretically. Maybe 10-year-old Angeal had biceps the size of a man’s head. I mean. Pff.

Zack’s tolerance to Jenova was strong due to his previous exposure in the SOLDIER program. Cloud’s mind broke pretty early on. Neither of these results matter to the fact that they both now have Sephiroth’s cells within them--just as Genesis’ and Angeal’s clones had theirs--and that their very wills are now going to be affected by Sephiroth’s. But they are also going to be a little bit like him in terms of power.

Zack’s hair, when ingested by a Genesis clone, a clone of a Type-G SOLDIER, transforms that clone into a monster. Zack doesn’t even have to do anything. The Jenova/Sephiroth cells within his body can just Do That, cause that change in another life form, of their own accord. I’m honestly shocked that, whenever they gave Zack these S-cells, HE didn’t turn into a monster. But that’s neither here nor there. I wanna talk about Cloud.

Cloud has mako poisoning, which the Remake describes as his spirit/soul being stuck between his body and the Lifestream. Weird. Anyway, he’s not fully aware of his surroundings at all times, and he clearly can’t control his body that much. He somehow has the ability to kinda get his feet shuffling, and I’m going to go on a limb and say he can chew whatever food Zack gives him, but most of the time, he’s a puppet with cut strings.

But he is also still recovering from a mind break caused by Jenova cells. The same cells that are just chilling in his body, like they are in Zack’s. And all the months Zack is dragging his ass across a continent, an ocean, and another continent, they and Cloud are listening to whatever the fuck Zack is saying. Cloud is also constantly in physical contact with Zack.

In The Kids Are Alright: A Turks Side Story, Kadaj has the power to not only read surface thoughts and memories just by being near someone, but he can also read deeper ones by making physical contact with someone. Because Jenova. And Sephiroth, whose cells Cloud and Zack have, in the OG demonstrates that he, too, can glean thoughts and memories from others. Because Jenova.

If this power is a genetic trait, as it is with Genesis and Angeal, then, sitting pretty underneath their skin, Zack and Cloud have this ability. Dormant. Snoozing. Kinda like the 1st Class Trio’s wings.

But Zack has a high tolerance and a high ignorance to Jenova and just what he might be capable of. Cloud’s mind is floating in and out at best. He’s not in control of himself. And when you have a situation like that, it is very, very easy to come to the conclusion that Cloud’s Jenova cells are passively absorbing the memories of Zack’s time in Nibelheim. That they are knitting these memories together with what little remain in Cloud’s head. That when Tifa comes across Cloud at the train station and calls him by name and remembers who he is that Cloud’s Jenova cells latch onto those memories in Tifa--as Sephiroth tells them they did--and they knit those memories with Zack’s and Cloud’s and the end result is the man we get at the beginning of the OG.

Because Cloud has visual memory of shit he never saw. It’s not just a visual medium telling a visual story. You wanna know how I know that for a fact? Because, in the Remake, Cloud remembers Sephiroth walking up to Jenova’s tank in the reactor from Sephiroth’s perspective. He is looking through Sephiroth’s eyes, through his memory, up at “Mother.” In that moment in the Remake, Cloud is Sephiroth. He’s not Cloud anymore.

Cloud sees Sephiroth delivering the speech of being an Ancient. Cloud wasn’t there. Cloud didn’t see that. Zack did. That is Zack’s memory.

The man writing the Remake is the same man who’s been at the head of MOST FFVII writing. He was on the OG, he wrote Advent Children, he wrote the novels, he wrote Crisis Core, he’s writing the Remake. He knows what these cells can do because he’s crafted this world-building for decades.

Cloud didn’t take all of Zack’s memories. He didn’t need to. Kadaj, in the novel, doesn’t glean everything from someone right off the bat. Because he doesn’t need to. Only when he needs to learn something else does he go digging. The same is probably true for what Cloud’s cells most likely did to be able to know what he knows. Hell! Kadaj gets punched in the novel and he ACCIDENTALLY picks up the emotions and memories of the guy who punched him. He didn’t want ‘em but he got ‘em!”

There is evidence within the OG, and even more within the Compilation, that lend weight to the theory that Cloud unintentionally read Zack’s mind when it came to the events of Nibelheim.

For years, people have wondered, “How the hell does Cloud know that if he wasn’t there?” For years, people have wondered, “How can he use the Buster Sword if he was just a little grunt that used a gun all the time?” The logical answer is, “Because of his Jenova cells. They can just do that shit.”

[carnationcreation]

Hi! I have a request for a Jason x reader. Jason and the reader are best friends and/or dating. One day, the reader needs to be rescued by the Power Rangers. The reader recognizes Jason's voice and confronts him about it. Thanks so much! 💞

TITLE: Dear Diary (Jason Lee Scott x reader)

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Request: Hi! I have a request for a Jason x reader. Jason and the reader are best friends and/or dating. One day, the reader needs to be rescued by the Power Rangers. The reader recognizes Jason's voice and confronts him about it. Thanks so much! 💞

Prompt/summary:  Jason keeps running off from his best friend, until a chance encounter reveals a secret he wanted to keep hidden. 

Word Count: 1,705

Authors note: Italics are written in a diary. Tbh I’m really feeling this format and might do more like this in the future!

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Dear Diary, 

The past few days have been… strange. I’m not even sure how to properly explain it, but I think Jason’s hiding something from me.

He was supposed to meet me at the youth center yesterday to help me with some of my self defense moves I learned in class that day. He never showed up though.

“I’m so sorry,” Jason said over the phone. It was almost midnight when he called my house, luckily my parents were out of town so it wasn’t a problem.

I sighed, “It’s fine Jace. We can just go over them some next week.”

“I promise I won’t miss it,” he said, “Besides I like seeing you kick ass.”

“Oh shut up,” I said, he could probably hear my smile through the phone.

And over the weekend he said we could go out to lunch to celebrate being nominated for senior homecoming candidates. He was almost an hour late.

“I’m sorry I’m late!” Jason said. He sat down at the table and dug into some chips and salsa.

“You’re lucky I didn’t get up and leave earlier Mr. Jason Lee,” I said, closing the book I had open on the table.

“I know, I know, I’m the worst best friend ever.”

I don’t know what’s going on with him. In school I’ll try to stop him in the hallway but he’s always in a rush to get somewhere. It’s really making me worry.

I just really want my best friend back.

I closed the diary and wrapped the elastic cord around it to keep it closed before it went into my bag. The warm sun felt amazing on my face. The park was bustling today as people of Angel Grove enjoyed the clear sunny day.

I hadn’t heard from Jason in a few days. His absence was really starting to make me worried. Yeah, I had other friends, but Jason and I had been best friends for years ever since we met in primary school. 

The sound of laughter made me look up. I watched as Jason passed by with no more than a glance in my direction.

I grabbed my bag before trying to catch up to them, “Jason!”

He turned around with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

“Hey,” I tried to smile and not make things awkward, “Are we gonna meet up at the Youth Center this Friday?”

“Oh… I’m sorry (Y/n) but the gang and I already had plans.”

My heart sunk as I looked at his new group of friends with a solemn expression, “Oh, alright then. Guess I’ll catch you later…”

I tried so hard to not let the pain come out in my words, but I never was a good actor. I left the park holding back tears and walked all the way home with them staining my cheeks.

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Three weeks flew by in a hurry and I was sucked into the frenzy of the prom committee. To my surprise (and some dismay) Jason’s new friends had volunteered to help decorate the gymnasium. The exact area I was in charge of. Luckily I was too busy to even dwell on the fact that my ex-bestfriend came to talk to them more than he did me. 

“Hey (Y/n),” Kimberly said, “Which spot do you think would be best for the drink table?”

“Over by the photo booth,” I said, writing down every task we had gotten done that day on a clipboard. I must’ve gotten so caught up in my work I didn’t realize that Jason’s whole friend group had entered the gym.

“Wow! This place looks amazing!” Trini said.

Kimberly smiled, “Yeah all thanks to (Y/n).”

“It was no big deal. Mrs. Saslow bought all the decorations we just had to set them up.”

“Well,” Billy adjusted his glasses, “You did a phenomenal job coordinating everything.”

“Thanks guys.”

My eyes caught Jason and I looked away quickly. Maybe it was the awkward silence, or maybe they were in a rush, but Trini quickly led the boys back to the hallway to help her bring in more folding chairs.

“What happened between you and Jason?” Kimberly asked while putting a light blue tablecloth over the drink table.

“Nothing.”

“I don’t think that’s true,” she said, “Everytime you’re around him anymore you just seem so sad. You two used to be inseparable and everyone knew it.”

“I mean it literally, nothing happened. He kept promising to hang out and do all the things we used to do together but then never did. I’m not even sure why.”

Kimberly sighed, “I promise, Jason’s just going through a lot right now.”

She must’ve noticed the tears forming in my eyes when she placed a gentle hand on my shoulder.

“Are you in love with him?”

“I- I’m not exactly sure,” I sighed.

Kimberly chuckled, “For you to be as heartbroken as you are whenever you see him there has to be something a little more than friendship there.”

“I don’t know. Maybe I’ll figure it out one day, right now he doesn’t even want to be around me so I should just move on.”

“That’s not true.”

I huffed, “He hasn’t called or stopped to talk to me in three weeks Kimberly. He doesn’t want me around.”

“Kim! A little help here?” Zack yelled from the hallway.

Kimberly grabbed a napkin and the pen from my hand, “Here, call me this weekend and we can hang out instead. No stupid, idiotic boys, just some girl time.”

“Thanks Kimberly, I appreciate it.”

 ~~~

Dear Diary,

Jason finally got back to me today. He asked for us to meet up at the park. I’m not sure exactly why, but I’ll update you on it when I get back.

 The swings had always been my favorite part of the park, so as I sat and wrote the latest entry in my diary my legs swung back and forth slightly.

Wham!

My diary is knocked out of my hands and before I could react my arms were being tugged on by two weird gray looking creatures. One of them has rope in their hand as they lead me to the nearest tree. I swiveled my arm out of one's grip and knocked its legs out from under it. The other tries to do the same to me but I jump and flip it over onto it’s back before it even got the chance.

A bright flash goes off to my right knocking me to the ground.

When I finally get my bearings I'm being tied to the tree by those weird creatures.

From the corner of my eye I see people in bright colored suits running towards the gold monster. 

Holy shit, it's the power rangers. 

“Stop right there Goldar!” the one in red yelled.

My eyes narrow as I try to place where I had heard that voice before. I barely even noticed some of the fighting as I wracked my brain trying to think. He sounded so familiar.

One of the rangers came crashing into me with a hard hit to my stomach.

“Sorry!” the girl in pink yelled.

Wait a second…

Finally the monster teleported away and the rangers rushed over to untie me from the tree.

“You’re safe now,” the one in the black suit said.

“Here’s your stuff,” the yellow ranger said.

“Uhh, thanks…”

“Are you alright?” the red ranger said. Hearing his voice for a second time made everything click.

“Jason?”

I could visibly see him freeze up causing me to chuckle, “Is it really you?”

With a sigh him and the rest of the rangers demorphed. In front of me stood Kim, Zack, Billy, Trini, and a really embarrassed looking Jason. 

“I promise I was on my way to meet you.”

“It’s alright,” I said, picking up my bag and grabbing my diary from Trini, “It looks to me like you had bigger problems to handle at the moment.”

“Yeah,” he said shyly. 

“What did you need to meet me here for?” I asked.

“Oh!” Kimberly yelled, “You guys wait here, Jason I’ll let you know when it’s ready!”

“When what’s ready?”

“Just don’t worry about it, see you guys later!” Billy said as he, Zack, and Trini took off after Kimberly.

I looked to Jason only for him to smile shyly and take my hand. My heart was racing as he led me over to the swings. Was his hand always this nice to hold? Why hadn’t I noticed this before?

“I’m really sorry for avoiding you. I promise I was trying to keep you safe.”

“Safe?” I asked, “Safe from what?”

“Rita. The one who keeps sending all these monsters. I promise I’ll make it up to you, whatever way you want me to.”

“I understand Jace, but…”

“But what?”

“Hmmm maybe a proper dinner at our favorite restaurant on main street might help me forgive you.”

He chuckled, “It’s a deal, right after this though.”

“After what?”

The bracelet on his wrist went off before he could answer me, “Jason! We’re ready!”

He smiled and grabbed my hand again, leading me down the path that leads to the parks gazebo.

“Oh, wait,” he said, stopping me before we could round the corner, “You, uh, might wanna cover your eyes for a second.”

“Why?”

“You’ll see, please?”

“Fine,” I huffed.

He placed my hands over my eyes before guiding me by the small of my back. Which made my heart beat even faster. 

“Alright, open them.”

I pulled my hands away from my face and looked around in awe. Fairy lights had been strung around the banisters and a giant sign was placed in front of where he stood.

“PROM?”

A laugh rang out from my chest as I jumped into his arms in a bonecrushing hug.

“Is that a yes?”

“Yes you dummy!”

“She said yes!” he yelled.

“YAY!” the rest of the rangers yelled and clapped from the edge of the clearing where the gazebo stood.

I laughed as he finally set my feet on the ground, blushing madly from his friend's reaction. 

He kissed me gently on my forehead making me smile and lean my head on his chest.

 Dear Diary,

He made it up to me. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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