#brain rotting clones 24/7

[l0nesome-dreams]

My friend sent this to me today… I don’t know whether to be offended or not.

[caeca-iustitia]

So...

I have had much brain rot about Vincent and their collection of children and have decided to gently slide a few more into the fold.

By a few I mean 7...

They are as followed (in birth order):

Sephiroth

Persephone

Kadaj

Loz

Yazoo

Weiss

Nero

Dominique

Daiyu

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They know for a fact that they're the biological father of Sephiroth and Persephone.

They know that they're the biological parent of Dominique and Daiyu.

They don't know that they're the biological parent of Kadaj, Loz and Yazoo.

They don't know that they're the biological father of Weiss and Nero.

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Sephiroth has died 3 times and is currently dead.

Persephone died young and has remained dead.

Kadaj died and has since remained dead.

Loz was killed and has remained dead.

Yazoo was killed and has remained dead.

Weiss died and is still dead.

Nero died and is still dead.

Dominique is alive and lives with her parent in Edge.

Daiyu is alive and lives with her parent in Edge.

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Vincent was 24 when Sephiroth and Persephone were born.

Vincent was about 26 when Kadaj, Loz and Yazoo were born.

Vincent was 27 when Weiss was born and 28 when Nero was born.

Vincent was 44 when Dominique was born.

Vincent was 54 when Daiyu was born.

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Vincent + Lucrecia = Sephiroth + Persephone

Vincent + Hojo = Kadaj + Loz + Yazoo

Vincent + Lorelei = Weiss + Nero

Vincent + Sebastian = Dominique + Daiyu

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The triplets aren't clones or pieces of Sephiroth- though they share DNA with him through Vincent- but rather they're independent individuals who were manipulated into believing that they were pieces of Sephiroth by Hojo.

He did this so that Sephiroth would have a vessel with which to return through and continue doing what he was doing before his death.

Kadaj, Loz and Yazoo share physical similarities with Sephiroth because of Jenova Cell injections that they underwent as small children.

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At birth Sephiroth, Persephone, Kadaj, Loz and Yazoo all shared one thing in common; their distinctive raven-black hair and piercing red eyes. Over time- through their exposure to Jenova Cells- these features became closer to the ones that they're known for today.

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Vincent has had to fight 6 of their 9 children mostly without ever knowing that they were doing so.

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Persephone died at about 3-years-old due to long term exposure to Jenova Cells and a serious case of Mako Poisioning. She was buried in an unmarked grave outside of the Shinra Manor but simply chose to follow her twin around until his own death over 2 decades later in the Nibel Reactor.

It was a mixture of her love for him and his sheer willpower that kept him conscious whilst in the Lifestream.

Later- following Sephiroth's 3rd and final death- she attached herself and her 4 brothers (Sephiroth, Kadaj, Loz and Yazoo) to Vincent so that they could remain on the physical plane a while longer.

[dearviper]

Got a rather… meta fic request. Anakin x Neutral!Reader where they keep simping for him 24/7 and Ani finds out (it’s via dreams)

Again, takes place in ROTS. Reader lives in the real world and Ani is in Padmè’s apartment at Coruscant.

I just thought this would be funny and kinda embarrassing, considering that I am a BIG simp for Episode III Anakin lmao ajdjakdks

This is such a fun prompt! I hope I do it justice. Here is...

Your Wildest Dreams

Anakin Skywalker x Reader One-Shot

WARNINGS: None

AO3 Link

Anakin knew he was dreaming. There was a certain fuzziness around the edges of his vision, and the planet he was on was one he had never seen. 

The buildings were strangely designed and there was not a speeder in sight. Based on the antiquated wheeled vehicles he saw, he doubted repulsorlift technology even existed here.

Despite the strangeness of this place, Anakin felt no fear — only curiosity.

“Ah, this dream again,” came an easy voice behind him. He turned around to see your smiling face.

“I’m sorry, have we met?”

Your grin spread even wider. 

“Oh sure, loads of times.” You cocked your head to the side, taking in the sight of him. “Although I must say, tonight you’re looking especially good. I like the long hair a lot better than the old Padawan cut. That rat tail was just… ratty.”

Bewildered, he asked, “How do you know what my hair used to look like?’

“I know everything about you, Skywalker,” you beamed. “I’m your biggest fan. I have a thing for guys who are tall, dark, and handsome.”

Certain that you were just a figment of his overtired imagination, Anakin did not question how you knew his name. Nor did he address your blatant advances.

“Everything?” he probed. “Like what?”

“Hm, let’s see…” you trailed off, mulling it over. “Well, based on the haircut we’re in the third one-”

“The third what?” he cut you off, brows furrowed slightly. Though Anakin was unsettled, he was even more intrigued.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head about that,” you dismissed with a wave of your hand. “As for what I know about you, you were born on Tatooine to Shmi. You stayed there until Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan found you. Then you became a Jedi Knight, fought in the Clone Wars, trained Ahsoka, married Padme, and now here we are!”

You finished with a triumphant grin. It quickly slid off your face when you saw how pale he’d gotten.

“What’s wrong, Ani?”

“You know about Padme?” he croaked out.

“Sure, but don’t worry,” you reassured, sidling up next to him. “I’m not the jealous type.”

Fondly, you brushed a strand of hair behind his ear. Before he could respond, you leaned in and kissed him.

Anakin pulled back abruptly, staring at you with alarm. Groaning, you pulled back too.

“Damn, I can’t even get some in my own dreams,” you grumbled, more to yourself than to him.

“Your dreams?” he asked incredulously.

“You’d think my brain would at least let me live out my fantasies while I slept,” you continued, sighing melodramatically. “But, alas, I am doomed to look without touching.”

“Hold on,” he stopped you, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to make sense of the situation.

“Yes, Ani dearest?” you replied with a saccharine smile.

“This isn’t your dream, it’s mine,” he contended. You rolled your eyes.

“Considering you’re a product of George Lucas’ imagination, I highly doubt that.”

“What?”

“Eh, there’s no point explaining it. You won’t even exist when I wake up.”

Aggravation building, Anakin raked his hands through his hair and glared at you. “I am real. You’re the one invading my dreams!”

You patted his shoulder sympathetically, and he bristled at the condescension.

The scene shifted suddenly, and you recognized the room as Padme’s apartment on Coruscant.

“Huh. This is new,” you mused, glancing around.

“No, it’s not.” He was trying to maintain his composure, but he was growing more bewildered by the second.

“Whatever you say, pretty boy.”

“Hey!” he objected with disdain. “I’m not… pretty.”

“Sure you are,” you disagreed pleasantly, beaming at him. “The prettiest.”

“You’re certainly a strange one,” he declared with a shake of his head. “What planet are you from?”

“Earth.”

Anakin snorted. “Now I know you’re not real. Either that, or you’re lying to me.”

You frowned at him, tilting your head to the side in confusion. 

“You’re usually a lot nicer in my dreams… In more ways than one.” You grinned wickedly and waggled your eyebrows. He only stared back in disbelief.

Standing up, you began to poke around the apartment. “Got anything fun in here?”

“Stop that!” Anakin snapped, slamming closed the drawer you had just opened. “I swear, you’re more nosy than a Kubaz.”

Pausing your prying, you turned to face him. “Is that a word I forgot I knew, or is my brain just making things up?”

Anakin grasped your shoulders and looked you dead in the eye. “I don’t know who you are or how you got here, but this is not a product of your brain. This is my dream.”

As you looked back at him, everything started clicking into place. You sucked in a queasy breath, shaking your head.

“That’s impossible,” you sputtered. “You’re not real.”

“I am,” he insisted, squeezing your shoulders for emphasis.

You froze, eyes widening. “So this whole time I’ve been flirting with you…”

“...I’ve been married to Padme. As I have been for years now,” he finished the thought for you.

You brought your hands up to cover your mouth in horror. 

“Oh my god,” you whispered. “I am so sorry, Anakin. Shit, I shouldn’t even call you that, should I? It’s rude, we don’t know each other. I didn’t- normally when I dream about you we-”

You cut yourself off with a mortified squeak. He arched an amused brow in response.

“We do what?” he prompted, mischievous mirth sparkling in his eyes.

Shoving your face in your hands, you didn’t finish your thought. Clearly enjoying your discomfort, he continued.

“Is it something to do with how pretty I am?”

You lifted your head back up to glare murderously at him, and he let out a loud laugh.

“I should have known you weren’t just a dream. You’re far too insufferable right now.”

“I’m sorry to disappoint,” he replied with a grin, clearly not sorry in the slightest.

“Yeah, I’m sure,” you muttered grumpily.

“Truly, I am. How ever can I make it up to you?” He was clearly mocking you, but you jumped at the opportunity.

“Let me use your lightsaber and we’ll call it even.”

“Absolutely not.”

Sighing in defeat, you flopped down onto the bench at the end of the bed. “No offense, Ani, but I liked you better when you weren’t real.”

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Storm of the Republic

Chapter 36

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Summary:  When Tup murdered General Tiplar during a battle, Anakin Skywalker and Captain Rex dispatched Ahsoka, Fives, and Yara to solve the mystery that was plaguing the Clone Army. Meanwhile, Senator Padme Amidala contacted Commander Fox, Commander Tori, Riyo Chuchi, and Dipper to help her continue investigating the death of Palpatine, suspecting that Dooku was behind the evil plot. But when Dooku send an ISB agent to stop them, the team had to race against time to search for the truth, which could alter the course of the galaxy.

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As the fluorescent white light shone upon him, Fives squinted his eyes as he shielded his face from the intense sight. Sitting upwards on his bed, he rubbed the top of head after being unconscious for a while, only to find that his entire lock of hair was gone. There was a bandage on the right side of his newly bald head, indicating that the surgery went well.

Dr. Urakchaevy entered, with a wide smile on her face. “Hey, Fives. I see you’re awake now.”

“How long have I been unconscious?”

“An hour,” she sat beside him. “You must be exhausted, considering you didn’t sleep last night.”

“Yeah,” he massaged his neck. “Anyway, how was Yara? Is she okay?”

“Yeah, she’s fine. We also performed a surgery on her, and she’s still here.”

“That’s good to hear,” Fives sighed in relief, knowing that his sibling is still here with him. “So, what did you find so far?”

“We’ll discuss that outside,” Dr. Urakchaevy stood up as she brought the ARC Trooper out of her office and sat at the dining table with Yara and Thando, who was indulging in their dessert. Yara gave a stony look as Fives sat next to her, glancing at the small part of her hair, which was shaved and bandaged.

“I see you’re still alive,” she said, avoiding him. “It’s great seeing you again, buddy.”

“Nice hearing from you too,” he replied in a neutral tone, paying attention to the doctor, who was about to speak to them about her discovery.

“So, do you guys want the good news or the bad news?”

“The good news, please,” Yara answered, resting her head on her palms.

“Alright then,” Dr. Urakchaevy nodded, as she composed herself and placed two of their cells on the table, along with Tup’s rotting tumour. “The good news is that we managed to remove these from your head without any fatalities.”

“Okay, and?”

“And both the cells that I’ve taken out are in perfect condition.”

Fives compared his cell with Tup’s, noticing a striking difference between the two. “Well, that is good news, Doc, though it would be nice to know the bad news as well. I need to know everything that was affecting Tup as well.”

“The bad news is that I cannot identify this thing inside all three of your brains,” she sighed.

“What do you mean you can’t identify it?”

“This thing is a foreign object. I’ve run many tests on these three samples and the results were unknown. I’ve also checked every textbook related to the brain, but I also found nothing as well. Honestly, I can’t even say that this was a tumour or a brain cell, really. No matter how much I searched, there was nothing to be found.”

He raised both his eyebrows, crossing his arms. “If it wasn’t a tumour or a virus, then what is it then? And how is it related to Tup’s strange behaviour?”

“From what I observed, it seemed that Tup’s sample was decaying, which explained why he was so aggressive towards your Jedi general, but compared to yours and Yara, both of you are perfectly healthy, which confirms my conclusion that it had something to do with it.”

“So you’re telling me that this thing is the actual cause the whole time?”

“I believe so,” Dr. Urakchaevy confirmed. “And since it was in your brain as well, this could also be in every clone trooper’s mind as well. But what function does it serve, I wish I had an answer to that? Do you know anything about that?”

Fives shook his head. “We also don’t know that is as well, but if what you’re saying is true, then we better investigate this matter. We don’t know the purpose of these samples, and we don’t know how lethal it may be to the rest of our brothers and sisters. For all we know, maybe this could be part of the Empire’s plan to kill us.”

“It’s a possibility,” Thando spoke up. “But like Tiana said, without knowing that these samples are, then there is no way we could know the function of it in the first place.”

Yara could only stare at her ice-cream as she struggled to think of a decent plan to uncover the mystery. It wasn’t a tumour; it wasn’t a virus, and it’s definitely something that was external. Maybe the Empire does have something to do with it, though she was unsure how. Maybe going back to base may not be a bad idea after all.

“We should take this to Master Kaarim,” she suggested. “I mean, it was our original plan to take Tup back to base in the first place, so we might as well give these samples to the Jedi. That way, we could determine the truth behind it.”

“Or you can go back to where you guys came from,” the doctor suggested. “I mean, in order to find out the truth, we’ll have to trace back to the beginning of the story.”

“You mean, we should head back to Kamino?” Fives gasped. “But isn’t that too risky? The Empire could be waiting for us down there.”

“I know, but this thing has been in your head the whole time, and it literally killed your brother in the first place. I know it sounds dangerous, and I understand the risk, but maybe it’s worth the try. Besides, you’ll feel better after you two find out the truth. Otherwise, it’s not worth the trouble you’ve gone through.”

“I understand, but we really want to head back to base,” Yara insisted. “It’s been a day and I’m sure Master Kaarim is worried right now.”

Dr. Urakchaevy held her hands, looking through her eyes. “I know you feel this way, but trust me, Master Kaarim will forgive you once you determine the cause of Tup’s death. Besides, I know Tup would want this for you and Fives. Don’t you care about him?”

Yara held her tongue as she recalled Tup’s last moments on Ringo Vinda, and glanced at her ice-cream, which melted into a bowl of soup. Fives stared at the round-shaped clock and tapped his foot on the floor, figuring out the best decision.

As much as he wants to agree with Yara, Dr. Urakchaevy had a fair point. A Jedi Master wouldn’t know anything about treating clone troopers. If he wants to know what happened to Tup, then Kamino would be a good place to start, even if it’s risky.

“Alright, we’ll head to Kamino,” Fives decided, much to Yara’s dismay. “But we need transport to head there. We don’t have a ship, anyway.”

“I’ll arrange that for you,” Dr. Urakchaevy offered. “You guys just get ready and I’ll take care of the rest for you.”

An hour had passed, and the late afternoon sun was flaring in the cloudless sky. Fives and Yara had departed from the yellow house, which was surrounded by flower pots. Donned in a knitted poncho, both of them walked down the streets and noticed the same vendors selling snacks and drinks in their stalls.

Despite the gloominess between Fives and Yara, the scenery didn’t change at all. Life still went on for the rest of the people living here. No words were spoken between them. It was just silence. When they reached the station, a Sullustan man waved at them, catching their attention.

“That must be our pilot,” he spoke. “We should get going.”

Yara only bobbed her head as they boarded the ship, not knowing their fate once they got out of the planet.

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91 Questions

Oh lord. Thank you @selkatha​ for tagging me in this!

THE LAST – 1. Drink: Water
 2. Phone call: My dad trying to get me to fix the internet 3. Text message: "'A tomato was a foodstuff that could be thrown.'" (a quote from Wookieepedia) 4. Song I listened to: "The Battle Of Gall" by Joel McNeely 5. Time you cried: Monday at 4 am, reading the Kanan comic

HAVE YOU EVER –
 6. Dated someone twice: No
 7. Been cheated on: No 8. Kissed someone and regretted it: I guess but not really in the way you're thinking 9. Lost someone special: Not really 10. Been depressed: Always 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: No

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS –
 12. Vantablack 13. Regular black 14. Dark red

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU –
 15. Made new friends: I guess, sorta? 16. Fallen out of love: I’ve never fallen in love so that would be difficult 17. Laughed until you cried: About once a week in math class 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Yeah, but in a pretty neutral way 19. Met someone who changed you: I started watching Rebels. So yes 20. Found out who your true friends were: Sure, I suppose

MORE – 
 21. Kissed someone on your facebook? Don't have a Facebook, would never kiss someone who has a Facebook 22. How many of your facebook friends do you know in real life? None, don't have Facebook 23. Do you have any pets? Two cats, Leeloo (mine) and Snowpaw (my sister's) 24. Do you want to change your name? Yeah, I guess, idk 25. What did you do on your last birthday? Literally nothing 26. What time did you wake up? 12:30 pm 27. What were you doing at midnight? "Writing" 28. Name something you can’t wait for: Bubble tea 29. When was the last time you saw your mother? Like two hours ago 30. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life? No more mental illness 31. What are you listening to right now? The Office 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? Probably? 33. Something that is getting on your nerves? The stupid post I have to do on my other blog 34. Most visited site: Either this one or Wookieepedia

SCHOOL – 
 35. Elementary: Alternating years of Good and Hell. So much fuckin snow like that's my clearest memory. So much snow. A mostly-functional education system, that was nice. I went to like five different schools and each had something worth talking about but that'll take too long. (One of them practiced paganism, as it turns out). I moved in the middle of it. Just a very dense time in my life. Too much happened. 36. Middle: Mostly blank. I remember like three things and the rest is a blur of anxiety and dissociation. This is about when I realized that teachers don't actually know stuff, especially if you choose to hire teachers who don't know stuff. 37. High: So far, dislikeable. About half my teachers hate me cause I never do work and the others think I'm a model student (hint: no). I never have to take gym again, though, so naturally I replaced it with philosophy. I can now tell you exactly when the sun rises every morning, thanks J-block band. The third floor became gay this year. 38. College: I'm thinking Waterloo right now, but who knows I might just die instead? I'll probably study either chemistry, astrophysics, writing or music, or philosophy or maths. Who knows?

ME – 
 39. Hair color: Pink, but it'll be mint by next week 40. Long or short hair? Quite short 41. Do you have a crush on someone? Never 42. What do you like about yourself? About half my brain 43. Piercings? Just ears 44. Blood type: AB+ I think 45. Nickname: Occasionally Sherlock, but I mostly get called Daddy Binks these days (or Long Beef Binks, or Daddy Long Beef) (don't ask, you don't want to know). Some people call me Obi on occasion, which doesn't actually come from Obi-Wan as one would expect 46. Relationship status: Single 47. Zodiac sign: Virgo 48. Pronouns: I use she/her but I honestly don't care, as I recently found out 49. Favorite TV show(s): Brooklyn 99, Rebels, Clone Wars, Arrested Development, Parks & Rec 50. Tattoos: Nope 51. Right, ambidextrous, or left-handed? Right-handed

FIRST – 
 52. Surgery: Nope 53. Piercing: Ears 54. Sport: Climbing, since I was 3 55. Vacation: Texas? That wasn't really a vacation per say but we never go on vacation 56. Pair of trainers: Well I'm sure I had one, probably, but what does this want? They were probably blue?

CURRENT – 
 57. Eating: Nothing 58. Drinking: Nothing
 59. I’m about to: Eat, practice, work on stuff 60. Listening to: The Office

FUTURE – 
 61. Waiting for: Death. Or bubble tea 62. Want: Bubble tea, and death 63. Married: Nah 64. Career: Idfk. Either something to do with space, something to do with science, both, something to do with writing or something to do with music.

YOUR TYPE – 
 65. Hugs or kisses? Hugs, but those are also generally bad 66. Lips or eyes? Eyes. Unless the lips are playing something really cool 67. Shorter or taller? Idc 68. Older or younger? Romantically, I'm guessing? My age would be better? 69. Nice arms or nice stomach? I don't give a shit 70. Sensitive or loud? Sensitive, I guess. Just not loud 71. Hook-up or relationship? Neither, preferrably 72. Troublemaker or hesitant? Hesitant 73. Kissed a stranger? Depends on your definition of stranger 74. Drank hard liquor? Nope, so far I only like white wine 75. Lost contact lenses/glasses? Don't have them 76. Turned someone down? I don't think so. If I have I can't remember 77. Sex on first date? Nah 78. Broken someone’s heart? Doubt it 79. Had your heart broken? Not romantically 80. Been arrested? No 81. Cried when someone died? All the Jedi at the end of ROTS. Jacen Solo. Chewie. And my dog. That should have gone first, I'm thinking. 82. Fallen for a friend? Nah

DO YOU BELIEVE IN – 
 83. Yourself? Only at 5:30 in the morning
 84. Miracles? Not really 85. Love at first sight? No 86. Santa Claus? No
 87. Kiss on first date? Sure, whatever 88. Angels? No

OTHER – 
 89. Current best friend’s name: Holly 90. Eye color: Blue/grey 91. Favorite movie: Rogue One, ROTS, Planet of the Apes, Megamind, Star Trek: Beyond

Alright, I'm gonna tag @kenobi-and-barnes, @classy-mantis-shrimp, @crazy-tracyn, @freya-emrys, and anyone else who wants to (seriously you can if you want, I just can't think of people rn).

[l0nesome-dreams]

I need art of my ocs…

alas I’m too lazy, and don’t have the time to draw right now.