#but I liked the idea

[goticamarey]

trying out smth new

[strayheartless]

Ahem….

I have a fic idea.

And I blame mu devotion to the @liverpepper AU (please come back).

But essentially, I’ve always had the sense that Cloud views Sora in a very similar way to how he Views Denzel. But because Sora kind of hero worships Squall, be don’t see it that much.

So when Cloud comes back to Hollow Bastion and finds out that Sora is gone, he goes into his angsty “I’m going out on my own to find the answers”.

Even though Leon tries to tell him that they’ve already got Riku out there looking for him. Even though CID thinks he’d be more help in HB where they can communicate with him. Even though Aerith and Tifa both tell him to think Rationally about it.

It doesn’t seem to reach him though. Clouds been an Anomaly to all of them since the day they met him.

And so Cloud sets out on his bike, and searches literally everywhere. And in the end he finds Quadratum before the others.

It’s done by mistake and honestly he’s not sure if he can get back again but he’s there.

He finds Sora by accident too, after he pulls up by a comic book store and see’s Sora handing a young girl a paper bag. He looks okay, but clouds had experience looking beyond someone’s face.

There’s a tired pinch at the corners of his eyes, and an anxiety that seems to run deeper than it used to in his gaze. He holds himself in a way that looks foreign to Cloud. It’s not a look Cloud thought Sora could pull off.

It’s resigned defeat.

He’d intended to pull sora out of a frey. Maybe have to find some way to revive him. He hadn’t expected to have to do what he finds himself doing now.

Which is dismounting his bike, stepping into the shop, and making Sora cry when the kid looks up.

Sora jumps the counter and collided with Clouds chest. Grabs onto him and just Sobs.

Cloud doesn’t do comfort. He’s not built for it, not really. But he holds onto Sora and let’s him cry for a while.

After that Cloud meets Strelitzia and Yazora, commits himself to protecting Sora while they are stuck there. And in true cloud fashion that means being a silent presence behind Sora at all times. It means getting between those who Cloud perceives to be even the tiniest threat to Sora.

He’s basically the worlds broodiest helicopter dad.

One night, Sora is sat on the fire escape, staring at the light polluted sky, and Cloud comes out with some food to sit with him.

“The sky here is so depressing.” Sora mumbles, not expecting Cloud to really answer him. He’s used to Clouds lack of verbalisation.

He’s suprised when Cloud answers “you miss the stars.”

It’s a statement rather than a question but Sora’s just happy Clouds willing to have a proper conversation with him.

“Yeah… I guess I never realised how lucky I was. The sky was always so big growing up. I could see everything.”

“On your island?” Clouds not really looking at him, but it’s probably the most he’s ever spoken to Sora so he’ll take it.

“Mhm, and while I was traveling I guess.” He stares up at the sky again, leaning back a little. “Not many people can say they’ve flown past the stars… but then not many people have left their world.”

Cloud puts his own bowl down, food untouched. “Aerith, Squall and I used to sneak into the Royal gardens on dark sky nights… back when it was Radiant gardens.” He leans his elbows on his knees. “Back then Squall wasn’t such a hard ass”

Sora snorts. “That sounds fake but okay.”

“Na,” Cloud actually laughs a little. “He used to actually have a sense of fun. Though I think that has more to do with the amount of fun Zack and Tifa used to make of him.”

“Who’s Zack?”

“A friend…” cloud blinks slowly, and if Sora didn’t know any better he’d say Cloud was concentrating on not crying. “He went travelling just before… we’ll you know. Nobody knows what happened to him…”

Sora holds the silence between them for a Second. “Is he who you were looking for when I first met you?”

Cloud nods. “Among others, yeah”

“I always thought you meant Aerith…”

Cloud hums, seemingly running out of words.

They sit in silence for a while, until Sora starts to list against clouds shoulder, and eventually he’s only just aware of Cloud picking him up and putting him to bed.

[illiana-mystery]

Every Time Willem Played a Character Named John (that I'm aware of).

Johnny Harte (Roadhouse 66)

John LeTour (Light Sleeper)

John Clark (Clear and Present Danger)

John Geiger (Speed 2: Cruise Control)

John Carpenter (Auto Focus)

Captain John Darius (Inside Man)

[privateolives]

Clones and paint

Just a casual little headcanon I put together earlier today, I don't know if any part of the canon disproves it:

The paint clone troopers tend to use for their armor is tie fighter paint.

Why? As largely unpaid labor, going out to get expencive types of paint seems unrealistic. But getting your hands on an extra bucket of paint from the spaceship hold seems simple enough.

Paint for the space ships would be more blaster-resistant than your average stuff too, I figure, since it's for ships going into blaster fire - much like clone trooper armor.

And while I realize the REAL answer is "animation simplicity", it'd also be an easy explanation for why all the clones in a unit don't just share colour but an exact shade. They could literally be splitting one big bucket of paint meant for ship maintenance.

[lo-bo-tomia]

you open up your phone and look for a picture to show them. You look and look but you can't seem to find any pictures of your friend's face. You tell them your plan and they say they've never taken a picture because it would defeat the whole purpose of hiding in plain sight when they're hiding. You remind them that they could just shapeshift into another face, and they laugh. I sure could...

What an idiot. They're desperate. They need their original form for that date. Certainly they can't go as a hawk. You're good at drawing faces, you say that.

You've been doing that your whole life, to capture people's essence. You enjoy drawing random faces you've seen by memory and sometimes the cute and funny expressions your friends make. They're not really contempt but they seem to absolutely need to go back to their original form.

So you start drawing. It doesn't take long. It looks good, or at least that's what you thought. That moron looks at the picture, and immediately shapeshifts into their original form. But something's deeply wrong. They look like... a shell of themself. It's like they couldn't remember their face even after seeing the drawing and they could only shapeshift into the drawing itself. It looks inhumane. They seem to notice right away, and break down crying. You try to comfort them. There must be a way to make them remember a vivid image of their face. You think about that old guy at the edge of the realm that knows how to communicate telepathically, even with images. And you think they could be able to show your friend their face, recover their memory or at least help them recover it. It's not a bad idea, but what about the date? The best solution would be to just tell the truth. It's a complex situation. Your friend is reluctant, and it takes you a solid half hour to convince them. But they refuse to talk. Your idea means you have to break the news. You go out and your friend shapeshifts into a hamster. It's cute, discreet, and they've got wet eyes. They want to look as pitiful as possible. The date's been waiting. You're late. Your friend points at them and you sit down next to them and say hi. They're confused. "I'm sorry, I'm waiting for someone" squeak. You didn't think a hamster could convey emotions so well with a simple squeak. But you swear that sound your friend just blurted out sounded so sad. "I know" You say "You've been waiting for this" and you point at your friend, the hamster. This didn't clarify anything. "I'm sorry, what?"

Your friend starts talking, in a very high pitched voice. "Hi Erin, it's me Alex. I know you were expecting a human but here we are"

"I swear I'm not a hamster, just an idiot. I'm actually a shapeshifter and forgot how to turn back to my original self. This friend over here is trying to help me with that. Could we maybe reschedule the hangout maybe when I look more... bipedal?" - "We were planning on blasting a memory of their original body in their mind, so that they can remember."

"Oh you mean to go to the mindreader at the edge of the realm to do this?"

"Well yea that was the plan"

"No need, that's my dad, I can do pretty much the same thing and I've seen Alex before. Just, I can't communicate telepathically with animals: I'm a little limited like that. It's not even that I literally can't it's more of a mental limit that I can't seem to shatter"

"No problem! I've got the solution" Squeaks Alex the Hamster. They immediately shapeshift into your drawing. It looks so wrong, even Erin is startled. "Yea I tried to make them remember by drawing them, but they just look like a shell of themself"

"That's terrifying, but I can work with that" Erin lays their hands out towards Alex. Their face lights up and immediately they shapeshift into their original form. "That's much better, thanks Erin, thank you friend"

"I guess there's no need to reschedule now, see you around Alex" You ditch them and go home. That seems to be a good combo. You hope the date goes well.

Your friend, a shapeshifter (a secret you've kept since childhood) hasn't answered your texts in days, so you head to their home. Upon arriving, you find that they're in the middle of an existential crisis; they can't remember how to turn back into their original, human form.

[inkskinned]

please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!

do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!

[shrubsparrow]

It's in the eye of the beholder

[malwarechips]

yknow i never noticed the sheer rareness of images having ids or alt text on this website until i started adding alt text to my art (and trying to remember to add it to any images i post in general, especially text screenshots) and that makes me kinda sad

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

girl why the hell WEREN'T you at the devil's sacrament 👀 that's three sacraments in a row you've missed 👀 👀 👀

[illumerie]

all of humanity in his hands

[mountainshroom]

If she has no fans call the ambulance cause I am dead

[bookwyrminspiration]

sometimes a theme recurs in your work without your permission. and sometimes it reaches a threshold where you're like. well now i think this is saying something about me against my will. don't know what though

[etakeh]

[arunneronthird]

he will use every chance he gets to be a drama queen and if he doesnt have one he will create one

[youthofpandas]

What’s up with how the dunmeshi fandom just lies about this kind of stuff all the time. It is easily confirmable information that it was a monthly series, something incredibly common in the industry.

A not weekly magazine schedule is literally common !! Especially in the seinen shoujo and josei demographics, sometimes monthly, sometimes biweekly, sometimes every two months, sometimes seasonal! Please stop lying about how Dunmeshi was some special unique creation that defies all standards of manga just to hype it up because it is so clear that every single one of these comparisons is centered around Weekly Shonen Jump (and understand that SJ has many magazines under its brand that are monthly or semimonthly). Not everything is WSJ and it needs to stop being the only point of reference in conversations like this 🤧