#why was he mogging everyone in this one

[macncheems]

in my adventures of watching as many gene wilder movies that i can, im starting a drawing study from my fav films

[sl0t4matt]

hard launch with hector fort 🙏🏻🙏🏻

h. fort | hard launch

love love this trope. thank u, anon!! also added a few more posts than just the hard launch hope u don’t mind :)

youruser kinda in my wag era rn

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random OMG WHAT

random she’s fine af how did he pull her lmao

╰┈➤ random they are both very attractive bro

random did somebody say hard launch?!

yourbestfriend hottest wag

╰┈➤ youruser luv u

random who’s she and why is she with hector

╰┈➤ random prolly his gf

hctorforrt_ i still don’t know what that means

╰┈➤ youruser r u slow i told you like 10 times

lamineyamal thank god i can’t keep secrets

╰┈➤ youruser 🙄🙄

╰┈➤ random lmao lamine knew

random can someone watch my grwm? 🥺

╰┈➤ random no 🥺

marcguiu9 someone took my bitch

╰┈➤ youruser bohoo 🥺

╰┈➤ hctorforrt_ marc 😫🫃

╰┈➤ youruser homosexuals

╰┈➤ random theyre dating atp

╰┈➤ random LMAO i love her 😭

random noo hector 😓

random wha- shocked.

lamineyamal gonna be a long ass era

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hctorforrt_ still not sure how i pulled this 

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youruser ur cute

random hottest couple

random i think we missed a chapter or two

random crying rn she’s pretty tho

fcbarcelona champ on and off the pitch 🤙

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random lol this came out of nowhere

random she’s beautiful

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random WTH HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND

╰┈➤ random yes and she mogs u

random they compliment each other so well

╰┈➤ random fr both hot af

marcguiu9 i accept i guess

╰┈➤ youruser thank you for your blessing🙏🏼

_ferminlopez my kids

╰┈➤ random daddy

╰┈➤ _ferminlopez come again?

╰┈➤ random oh

random she only wants him for money

╰┈➤ youruser omg you caught me 😰

╰┈➤ hctorforrt_ lmao

╰┈➤ random she’s a model i’m sure she has her own money

433 goat good luck!

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random HARD LAUNCH ⁉️

hctorforrt_ added to their story

hctorforrt_ she said she would look “so sexy” pregnant

╰┈➤ youruser bitch why would u post that (i would totally rock being preggo)

hctorforrt_ wym you always look good (only with my children tho)

youruser you flirt 🤭 also i’m totally not letting you get away with this

hctorforrt_ yeah sure

hctorforrt_ i was zipping up her dress lol

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youruser stop talking big you literally couldn’t do it for shit

╰┈➤ hctorforrt_ i did it in the end tho

╰┈➤ youruser yeah when we were already late

random the last one 😍 she’s so cute

lamineyamal papi when r u posting yourself 🥵

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╰┈➤ paucubarsi i miss his face too 😔

╰┈➤ marcguiu9 me three

╰┈➤ youruser ew

╰┈➤ random they are so funny 😭

youruser i’m gonna get revenge for the story wait up

╰┈➤ hctorforrt_ shivers down my spine 😱

╰┈➤ youruser okay bitch it just got worse

paucubarsi i think she has something on her nose

╰┈➤ hctorforrt_ omg really bro 😱

╰┈➤ youruser leave him alone 🙄

random it’s always the models

╰┈➤ random literally stop calling yourself a fan when you say shit like that

╰┈➤ random just let him be happy omg?!

youruser i’m kind of liking this wag lifestyle

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marcguiu9 JAJAJAJAJA

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random omg haha hector looks so cute in that picture

lamineyamal slaying fr

╰┈➤ youruser ate fr

paucubarsi the pic of hector is killing me

╰┈➤youruser u and everyone else

hctorforrt_ you’re evil

╰┈➤ youruser it’s your own fault 🥱

hctorforrt_ just because i’m in love w u doesn’t mean u can do shit like that!!!

╰┈➤ youruser aw you’re in love with me 🤭

lamineyamal nah deserved after that story

╰┈➤ youruser i know right!

╰┈➤ paucubarsi fr did you dirty with that

╰┈➤ hctorforrt_ you’re supposed to be MY friends?!

╰┈➤ youruser hah! they love me more

fcbarcelona hector always been a culer 💙❤️

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random why is no one talking about how good she looks?!

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Batfam members and what they’d get cancelled for/their apology

Just watched ItalianBach’s youtuber apology tier list video and inspiration STRUCK.

𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹

Bruce: there are SOOOOOO many things. So so so many things. He has been cancelled so many times that there is a blog dedicated to keeping track of BW apologies. the user is probs something like bruceissosorryagain. Personal favorite was when he ruined a pretty popular and well liked socialite by knocking over a champagne tower directly onto her great grandmother’s wedding gown. For some god foresaken reason the champagne had been dyed red to match the victorian vampire aesthetic of the wedding?? The hashtag “BWmeetscarrie” will forever haunt wayne manor.

Dick: He was literally a cop in 2020. his goose was GOT. He was trying to prove that not all cops are bad by posting to that macklemore song with the little black fist painted on his cheek and BLM on the other. u know the one. It didn’t go over very well. Even macklemore commented “c’mon bro..” This was followed by a 45 minute long apology video explaining how he now understands the harm it can cause to lump all marginalized groups into one category and how he regrets his action severely and yada yada yada hes so sorry, at the end there was a 2 minute long acrobatic performance to the song Nina Cried Power by Hozier. He also donated to several black charities following the whole ordeal. Didn’t leave his house for a week.

Jason: Ran a rage bait account on tiktok when he was like 13-15 where he posted cringe alpha sigma male mogging content, and someone somehow found out it was him, and his apology wasn’t so much an apology as much as it was “I’m sorry you were stupid enough to believe the bs I was posting, and I’m sorry i got caught. Fuck you guys btw now I have to find a new hobby 👎🏽.” The videos are still saved to his phone when he needs a good chuckle.

Tim: Said BTS was ass and BP was even worse (he tweeted it out of boredom, knowing it was gonna be bad, but not knowing exactly how bad). Armies and blinks tried to dox him MUTIPLE times but tim keeps it on lock so his info was safe. There was a boycott for WE so Bruce made him post and official apology. It was half assed and there are kpop accounts to this day that say “Fuck tim drake” in their bio. Either that or he got “cancelled” on some Jynxzi stuff. Like the whole situation to a T. Maybe both are true. He also had a ukelele in his apology vid.

Damian: called an old lady a “stupid ugly stinky bitch” on national television because she “asked father too many questions.” (it was an interview) Jaws were dropped. Nay, jaws were dislocated. Damian was too young at the time to have social media, let alone post his own apology, so bruce did it for him and sent that poor old lady a lot of cash.

Duke: Unironically said “if it’s snowing I’m not going.” the dudebros thought that shit was hilarious. No one else laughed. Duke was serious, but he felt so bad about offending people that there were tears in the apology. At least thats the story he’s currently running with.

Cass: A video of her saying the F slur surfaced. Her apology was her coming out.

Steph: Said something offensive without realizing it and didnt know what she did until she tweeted saying “why is everyone being so wierd around me?? did I do something wrong??” everyones response is either “girl please bffr” or genuine actually helpful input. She apologized less than a day later in a quick and concise apology vid.

Barbara: compared herself to marsha P johnson in an interview and when she was asked to elaborate she simply could not. The truth is, she had no idea who that woman was other than the fact that she was a good, cool woman so she was like yea omg im so her. Her apology was also a mini documentary about Marsha P Johnsons life.

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There's a Problem

(Miguel O'hara x reader)

Synopsis: Miguel is turned into a cat by a villain, Peter and Jess need someone to watch him until they find out how to fix it- this is where you come in, however, they neglect to mention that Miguel is the cat you're now tasked with looking over.

Warnings: None, lack of romance tbh but still kinda cute

“What’s the problem? Where’s the emergency?” Arriving at HQ out of breath and half put together you leaned against the doorway to the meeting room, mask to your costume in hand as you felt there wasn’t enough time to put it on.

“(Y/N)! Thank god you’re here.” Peter’s robe-clad form right away came over to greet you, the man's arm moving behind your shoulder to bring you farther into the room. “We had er- a little problem.”

Raising a brow you side-eyed him, gaze briefly spotting Jess also occupying the room, the woman's arms folded as her head shook from side to side in some sort of impatiens.

“Problem? What do you mean by problem? I thought there was an emergency.”

“Well I mean it’s kind of an-” “We need you to look after something for a bit,” Cutting the man off Jess spoke, the woman's loud voice quickly cutting through the air as she’d rounded a table. “Think of it like a mission.”

“Alright,” Somewhat following along you watched the woman with a skeptical stare. “What do you need me to do?”

She seemed the finally pause, her form kneeling a bit in order to pull something out from underneath the table. “We need you to watch him for a bit.” Rising back up she seemed to hold out a cat?

The fluffy brown feline seemed more than displeased with being held, it’s equally as fluffy tail swishing back and forth angrily.

“A cat? You need me to watch a cat?” Knitting your brows together you watched the two respond with a nod, the animal being placed back onto the floor where it begrudgingly trotted over occupying the empty space in front of you.

“Yes well,” Peter paused upon feeling the intense stare Jess had given him, the man releasing a laugh. “Yeah, we need you to watch him, very important and whatnot.”

Blinking while trying to process what was being said you sucked in a breath letting out a sigh; kneeling down you held out a hand towards the cat trying to beckon it over. “Does it have a name?”

“Mig-” “His names Mog.” Cutting Peter off Jess nodded her head. “We’ll pick him up later, but until then we just need someone we trust to look after him.”

You thought it was strange how they both spoke about the feline and how they chose you out of everyone to watch said feline, seemed a bit fishy. “Couldn’t you have gotten one of the others to watch him?”

Peter’s hand came quickly to rest on your shoulder. “Miguel trusts you and therefore thats why we figured you’d be the best choice.” Turning his head a bit he added on quietly so that only you could hear. “And we all know how you li-”

“Ok ok, I’ll take care of the cat.” Shoving the brunette away you let out a huff. “Jeez can’t tell you people anything.” 

“You’re a saint.”

Rolling your eyes you moved to pick up the cat, your hands coming to wrap around it despite how reluctant it seemed. “Yeah yeah whatever.” Shaking your head once more you turned to head out of the office, cat in hand as you muttered to yourself. “Basically blackmail.”

“They so owe me.”

Taking a moment to see that the cat had a mere daypass wrapped around it’s neck like a collar you made the decision to just bring it back to your apartment. The animal seeming less tense once you’d made it out of HQ however it still refused to leave the spot on your couch that you’d sat him on.

You’ve had cats a few times growing up, however, this one just felt different from any cat you’d met.

“You are- certainly something Mog.” Finding yourself kneeling before him to stare into his little face your eyes took in the strange colour of his eyes, the brown colour was mainly present however near the center it seemed to become a ruby hue.

Pointing a finger towards the cat you held it up to him, trying to see if he’d rub into it like any other cat- however, he just raised a paw to push your hand away, tail flicking back and forth.

After a few more failed attempts to coax the cat into doing cat like things, you’d inevitably given up. Hand raising to rub the bridge of your nose as you’d mindlessly flicked on the TV to some random channel.

It was beyond your comprehension as to why Jess and Peter had a cat in HQ appart from spider-cat, and to ask you to watch it nonetheless?

Wild.

Figuring you’d leave the cat to do his own thing you trailed into your room, falling face first onto the bed intent on the possability of taking a nap.

Remaining on the couch for a few minutes the felines gaze trailed around the room, little knick knacks and picture frames littered the small space, as did a random assortment of blankets. There was the smell of vanilla in the air, presumably from a wax warmer however he’d also noted how you carried that scent as well.

Hopping off the couch he crept towards the rest of the room, eyes taking in the rest of the apartment as well as the little things that seemed to make it unique. Stupid little stickers were stuck in random places and he could tell some of the posted noted stuck to the fridge were from the youth of the spider society.

You did like to take care of everyone.

Taking a moment to stare at each note he eventually trotted towards where he assumed your room was, the curtains had been closed leaving only a sliver of sunlight to shine in.

Finding that the room was just as decorated as the rest of the apartment he moved towards the desk, the newfound cat agility making it easier to hop onto the surface. Gaze right away moving towards a turned off laptop.

He shouldn’t.

But, he’s good at keeping secrets so…

With the tap of a paw on the trackpad the device lit up, no password seemed to inhibit anyone from accessing the device which was both a good thing and bad thing. Good in that he didn’t need a password but bad because anyone could access it and see the photos you’d used as your wallpaper- each having a different member of the spider society.

Somehow navigating the mouse he tapped a few things opening up one of the photos, the title of it being ‘the loml’.

What did loml mean?

Sitting there for a good few minutes he gave up, attention moving to some more photos you’d taken, each having similar labels.

A disgruntled growl left the feline, his paws nearing the edge of the desk where he’d leaped from landing on the bed with a silent thump. Each paw moved with careful precision as he neared where your face was, a series of meows with the intent to wake you up leaving him.

Cracking your eyes open at the sound you let out a low groan, “Didn’t like what was on TV?” sarcastically asking that Mog merely meowed once more, his little snout jutting afterwards towards where your computer was.

Squinting a little bit to note what he was trying to get at you glanced towards the cat once more- there was something certainly strange about this particular brown cat. Your spider senses have been off the hook since leaving HQ however you just figured this is why a normal person couldn’t just take him in.

Sitting up you rose up from the bed, hands pulling out the chair tucked beneath your desk all the while Mog trailed over as well, the feline popping up onto your thigh quickly to peer over the surface.

“Did you open some stuff?” Tiling your head down while asking that you shook the thought away, reminding yourself that a cat couldn’t talk. 

Brown and red hues stared up at you almost innocently, a sort of expectation followed after as though he were asking you what was going on on the screen.

Shifting to sit more comfortably you raised a hand pointing towards the screen, “This one’s me,” You pointed towards the left side, “And this one is Miguel.” Your hand trailed to the right towards where the less than enthusiastic man stood. “He looks really crabby but he can be nice when he wants to.”

Glancing down you took note of how the cat’s whiskers twitched at your answer, dual-toned gaze returning towards the desk where he then hopped onto, head rubbing the corner of the screen where the title of the document rested.

“Sometimes I think he carries too much.” Mindlessly musing that out you let out an airy laugh, the cat's attention seemingly solely focused on you now, as if trying to get you to continue with that train of thought.

Which you did.

“I know he’s  got it rough, but I mean- I just don’t think anyone should deal with that alone- right?” You stared at the brown animal almost expectantly, hand coming to brush through your hair quickly. “I guess they say animals are the best listeners.”

Taking in your words he let out a trilling noise, stepping towards the edge of the desk where he seemingly nodded his head up and down.

Reaching out a part of you felt happy when Mog had let you gently pet his head, fingers scratching the side of his face softly.

“You’re so cute.” Cooing softly you continued to pet the cat only pausing once you felt that it was enough, you couldn’t afford to get attached to the animal knowing that Jess or Peter would be dropping by later in the evening to pick him back up.

Perking up a little Mog turned his head towards something shiny off to the side, his tail swishing back and forth as he tried to figure out what exactly was wrapped around one of the many water bottles scattered around your room.

Noting where he was looking you let out a soft laugh, body rising from the chair in order to bring the bottle over taking off the item of interest.

It was a bracelet.

“Made this for someone but I don’t think he’d want it,” Taking the bracelet off the bottle you held it in your hand to show Mog, “He’d not really the accessory type.”

There was a sort of bitterness to your words; there were many occasions that you’d tried to get in the good graces of the leader of the Spider-society, and despite the insistence from Peter that you were liked- it didn’t quite feel that way.

“Whatever though, here let's hide that day pass for now.” Making sure that the bracelet wasn’t too small or too big you slid it over Mogs face happy that he seemed to let you, the item now sitting neatly around his neck. “So handsome.” Cooing once again a smile gradually broke out among your face.

Taking in your expression Mog let out a churr, the noise causing your smile to widen.

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“-and then Hobi and I got stuck on the train, honestly have no clue what happened after that but the mission ended pretty quick. He’s not great with damage control though so we got an earful back at HQ.” Finishing your story absentmindedly you continued moving throughout the kitchen.

Yourself and Mog having migrated there after lingering in your room a while longer.

“Oh my god and Miguel- so we were both like absolutely coated in mud and whatnot and didn’t think about the mess it'd track in- so he absolutely reamed us out.” You laughed briefly at the memory lips curling up into a smile. “Although I do think Hobi got the brunt of the scolding.”

Taking a moment you thought back to that day, recalling how you’d been able to avoid most of the yelling and instead were told to just go and clean up.

Maybe Peter was right to some extent.

With a sigh you paused whatever you were doing, arms folding over one another as you leaned onto the counter that Mog sat on.

“You’re a good listener.” Turning your head to the feline you extended a hand finding that he allowed you to pet the back of his head once again.

Taking a moment you turned, both hands coming to squish Mogs little face pressing a quick peck to the top of his head. “If Jess and Peter weren’t coming to get you I’d a hundred percent just take you in.”

At the mention of leaving Mog let out a huff, his tail swishing back and forth as though he himself didn’t want to leave.

It was homey here, you were homey.

Deciding that you weren’t hungry anymore, you’d moved to scoop the cat off the counter, holding him within your arms much like how one would hold a baby.

“Let’s go watch some Netflix or something- they updated black mirror.”

—-

The quiet atmosphere of your apartment was interrupted briefly as an orange glowing portal illuminated the room, Peter’s form stepping out.

“(Y/N)? I’m here to pick up the cat.” Calling out into the apartment the man let out a sigh upon hearing no response, slipper-clad feet scuffling across the floor towards the open doorway at the end of the hall. “(Y/N)?”

Hesitantly peeking into the room the man let out a soft laugh, his eyes took in the way you and the cat sat.

Your laptop had been sat on the covers in front of you, all the while you laid on your side, one hand resting over the brown feline as he himself curled up comfortably.

“Knew it.” Holding himself back from fist pumping the air he trailed towards the two, hand reaching over you in order to poke the sleeping feline.

A low Murr left him before he rose his small head, eyes landing on Peter.

“Come on, we gotta go.”

Almost reluctantly slipping out from beneath your hand the cat gave a short stretch inevitably leaving with Peter.

It was a few hours later that you’d begun to stir, the feeling of something heavy sitting along the edge of the bed barely registering in your mind.

Rubbing your eyes with a yawn you’d sat up, joints cracking in response.

“Sleep well?”

Jumping at the voice your head snapped around, eyes landing on the corner of your bed where the form of Miguel surprisingly leaned on.

The head of his suit was deactivated leaving his face readable.

“Yeah yeah, it was good- er what are you doing here?” Having stood up from the bed trying to make yourself a little more presentable a sheepish smile crept across your face. Your eyes briefly flickered around the room in search of a certain feline.

“Just wanted to give my thanks.”

Blinking in response to what he was saying you opened your mouth to question the statement, pausing once he’d raised a hand to display his wrist.

A bracelet was wrapped around the blue and red suit, the bracelet you’d put on Mog.

Wait.

“Hold on- you,” Pointing a finger at the man you pieced your thoughts together; Jess and Peter keeping this hush-hush, you being tasked with pet sitting, the cat having the same striking pair of eyes that Miguel did- 

You were so dumb.

“Let’s just keep that between the four of us,” Noting how you’d pieced things together he let out a hum, head shaking from side to side a little in a sort of amusement.

Running the palms of your hands down your face the tips of your ears burned, your form face plant back into the bed with a muffled groan.

Head popping up briefly to speak, “Can we also forget the last few hours? For humility’s sake?”

At the mention of that, the edges of his lips quirked up head tilting back to regard you with a teasing smile. “Why? Am I not handsome anymore?” He couldn’t help himself in commenting that, the man chuckling softly as more groans arose from you.

Deciding to continue on he leaned over a bit hovering above where your head was, “Not cute? No more praise for being a good listener?” At the sound of you muttering something incoherent he couldn’t help but grin, eyes taking in the way you hid yourself.

Moving so that he could kneel on the floor at the foot of your bed his hands reached out to press against the sides of your face pulling it out from within the covers, an obvious embarrassed look covered your face.

“Really though, you could say this was…eye opening.” Resting his chin onto the covers he stared into your eyes, a genuine look of gratitude crossing his features followed by a hum. “However I do disagree with being crabby- I like to think I'm more work-oriented,” Taking a moment to think he added on, thumbs both coming to brush against your cheeks. “But, maybe I do have too much on my plate.”

Giving your face a gentle squeeze he pulled back, hands moving to rest against his hips as a new question dawned on him.

“Now answer me this, what does loml mean and why did you label all our photos with that?”

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Anyways this idea was from one of my Instagram mutuals so if it's ass- blame them

[monk-of-figaro]

Indirect Storytelling

@tayasigerson's recent (and amazing!) art of Sabin and Gau with Tiger Masks got me thinking about ways in which games can offer means of indirect storytelling that standard literature cannot.

I'm no expert on linguistics or the English language, so maybe "indirect storytelling" isn't the proper term. Or maybe I'm wrong about my assertion in the first place. But to me, the fact that only Sabin and Gau can equip the Tiger Mask feels like there's a character trait that is implied but never stated.

Why is it that only Sabin and Gau can equip the Tiger Mask? What is the commonality between the two that nobody else shares? What does this imply about their characters?

I have my own theories, of course - thoughts about how they both embody the idea of "wildness", both literally and figuratively; or maybe how they each have a connection to "nature" that is stronger than other party members; or maybe even their connection to each other has something to do with it - but the fact that something as simple as who can equip an item can be used to hint at character or plot elements is pretty wild, isn't it?

The Tiger Mask isn't even the only example of this in FF6. Probably the most famous example is the Memento Ring, which can only be equipped by Shadow and Relm, and to my immediate recollection is the only direct connection they share in-game. Everything else about their relationship is implied through Shadow's flashbacks (which only connect them by showing he was in Thamasa with a dog at some point in the past) and through Interceptor's uncharacteristic affection for Relm.

Because Shadow and Relm are not shown to have any real relation or connection, and in fact speak probably less than a dozen words to each other the entire game, the fact that this seemingly-random pair are the only ones who can equip the Memento Ring is really special (and easily missable). If everyone could equip the Memento Ring, it would lose its specialness, and we'd lose a key aspect of the Shadow/Relm backstory.

The Memento Ring also adds additional context by its description:

Ring blessed by departed mother's love. Prevents petrification, zombie, and instant death.

Most Relics in FF6 don't have as much lore behind them as something imbued with a "departed mother's love", so the fact that only Shadow and Relm can equip this strongly implies they each have a connection to this "departed mother". There are even fanfics (like this amazing one from @azurefishnets - A Nameless Memento) that use the Memento Ring directly as a plot element for the Shadow/Relm/Strago dynamic.

A third implication can be drawn from the fact that the Memento Ring prevents all instant-death techniques. Why is that? How and why does a departed mother's love protect against instant-death? What does that imply about the mother's own death?

In addition to the Memento Ring and the Tiger Mask, there are other items that can only be equipped by specific people. Here are a few choice examples:

Royal Crown (Edgar, Sabin)

Red Jacket (Edgar, Sabin)

Snow Scarf (Gau, Mog, Umaro)

All the "Suit" costumes, like the Moogle Suit (Strago, Relm)

Some of those make some sense - like the Royal Crown - but others are kind of open to interpretation. Maybe it makes sense that Mog and Umaro can equip the Snow Scarf, but why can Gau, and why can't anyone else?

What about the Red Jacket? Does that have some connection to royalty, or is there something else being hinted at? After all, red is not one of the Figaroan colors; it's the opposite of blue, which actually is one of the Figaroan colors. And why does it negate fire damage? Is there some connection with the desert heat?

Anyway, sorry for the rambling post. It just struck me how cool it is that gaming - and particularly FF6 - has this unique method of conveying story that is not possible with any other medium, and that's pretty cool! FF6 is also the only game that I can recall that uses equipment to convey (or imply) untold elements of the story like this.

As if I needed yet another reason to obsessively love the game so much.

[tubbytarchia]

UM. NEW JIM STREAM. NEW SMP. I FEEL LIKE I MISSED AN ANNOUNCEMENT OR SOMETHING.

members are fwhip jimmy lizzie mog sausage oli rendog katherine pix shubble scott eloise zombiecleo. modded smp. stream only i think. fantasy themed.

he logs in and has to choose an origin. seems very dnd-esque? but ive never played dnd so. im guessing here.

he spends 10 minutes choosing just to settle on half elf. he gets to pick 2 skills so he picks quicker regen and most movements wont trigger sculk sensors.

he spawns in :D cleo is there :D but jim hasnt set up voice mod so. they dont talk yet. cleo just starts circling him and its really funny to me

HE GETS SET UP. cleos immediately like youre not small :( (her chat told her he would be) and he was like. well being small is fun for a stream and then it gets a bit annoying doesnt it. which i have Thoughts about

they spawned in like a tower thing. cleo goes down and dies instantly to a bunch of mobs. after cleo dies jimmy goes down and also dies instantly. theres some weird spawn protection thing going on meaning they literally cant beat the mobs

jimmy experiences Modded Minecraft and gets scared. why do his buttons do things. why is there things everywhere. his keybinds have been super messed up so hes having A Time

sausage died and cuz of voice mod he screamed and cut out immediately which is my favourite thing. the entire smp is a mess theres like a million mobs. ive never seen jimmy rage this hard at dying before

fwhip joins and he chose one of the small classes. jimmy starts making fun of him so fwhip crits him like 3 times. jimmy then steals fwhips wood and fwhip tries to kill him again.

it takes establishing that jimmys a half-elf and sausage is a high-elf before the elf superiority starts.

katherine joins and shes ALSO a half elf. sausage starts calling him their daddy. its been 20 minutes

jim and oli meet up (and katherine follows) and olis like. im gonna show you my secret if u give me 6 things. so jimmy gives him 6 things and turns out oli can. go invisible????? and jim and katherine are like :o and are surprised he didnt pick bard. olis like well i already did that. im a mushroom guy now. and takes off his armour to show his skin (he says something about it being similar to his larp outfit which is cool) and jimmys like whats with the glasses. and oli full on whines and goes JIMMMMMMMH :( theyre my mushroom glasses.

they both die within a minute of exploring. cant say its unexpected. they get their stuff back easily enough though

after talking to like everyone jim splits off. he finds a zombie playing bagpipes and i lost my shit

it just played folk music the entire time he was trying to kill it

meets up with everyone. they talk for a while but nothing super notable to be said

(jimmy got up to get a snack and the stream chat started talking to his chair. it made me giggle)

he got super fast shoes. everyone is jealous of him. bitches love him and his super fast shoes.

i look away for like 5 minutes and hes now. wearing a whoopee cushion on his head. and a crown!

jimmy and sausage beat up a boss and it drops a ring. sausage picks it up and asks jimmy to marry him. jimmy IMMEDIATELY rejects him. no hesitation

^ little chicken hat :) cleo has a little pig hat and they match and its really cute.

jimmy gets a big axe and is like omg its so big!! and cleo AND sausage immediately jump on like oh tell me how you got it so big jimmy. and hes like guys. guys please.

sausage gets an ancient gong with unreadable runes on it. he obviously hits it multiple times. nothing happens at least.

they find ren and he has a little sheep hat so now 3 of them are matching. sausage feels very left out.

jimmy and oli meet up. oli does a bit of being like.. the spirit of the forest. oli gives jim a sapling and jim gives oli an invisibility cape. oli ends the bit and comes back as himself. he has a bow on his lower back and jimmys like wow you have a bow on your back. oli calls his ass big and juicy. frowns

oli tries to hit jimmy like 20 times and its just not working. jimmy is invincible i think.

oli and jim go to a village and make a bit of stealing childrens lunch money. idk why but they are. it doesnt work.

they meet up with lizzie and oli does his "spirit of the forest" bit again. he starts to give lizzie a riddle and says "what is wet and long- and not dry-" then gets confused and just. doesnt finish it at all.

lizzie mentions jims large weapon. jimmy voice "nothings too big for me" oli voice "nothings too big for jim" why have 2 separate groups made the exact same joke.

lizzie crashes and oli calls her and it goes to voicemail and he leaves a message and he ends it with a bunch of chappell roan song names. when jimmy doesnt know what he means olis immediately like THIS GUY IS NOT AN ALLY.

^ like 5 minutes after that they kiss so.

jim gives lizzie an ocean necklace after she logs in again. crazy

oli and jim are potentially basing together. we MIGHT be back.

uhhhhh stream end :p double upload on sunday (one main channel one roblox channel) not sure if im gonna summarise all these streams if only bc i have. No Idea whats going on. i dont understand modded mc at all. despite that it is a chill vod if u need background noise for anything

YAYYY JIMMY STREAM SUMMARY yeah this SMP came out of nowhere. I heard nothing about it. Fun that Rendog is here though!! And Cleo!!

"well being small is fun for a stream and then it gets a bit annoying doesnt it." OFF TO A NOT GOOD START GRRRRRRRR JIMMY..........my son..... ESMP2 haunts him... And then he goes and makes fun of fWhip LMAO. Not going to fault him but also not going to fault fWhip for almost killing Jimmy a few times, deserved

Sausage's humor making me want to end myself as usual. But Jimmy immediately rejecting his marriage proposal did put a smile on my face. If it weren't for moments like this to balance out Sausage just. the way he is. I would actually be infuriated if I ever watched SMP streams he's in. Sorry Sausage fans

"jimmys like wow you have a bow on your back. oli calls his ass big and juicy. frowns" ?????? Oli?? ok whatever its. whatecver

"Oli starts to give lizzie a riddle and says "what is wet and long- and not dry-" then gets confused and just. doesnt finish it at all." ok thats funny lmao. hurt himself in his own confusion . deserved

Omg Oli and Jim kiss though <3 and them basing together potentially yes please

Ok yeah that sounds both chill and very confusing. I also don't understand heavily modded mc. But why is their humor sense just sex jokes again can they sprinkle in some other jokes every once in awhile PLEASE IM BEGGING

[fizzywashere87]

A Dunce For You <3 or sum shit ion know

This was written with Amor's personality in mind- so sorry if it's not as flexible as an x reader should be. Go cry about it because amor mogs you all. You just lost 30k aura if ur not amor/my moots reading this >:)

@nuncscioquidsitamor-13 i hope you like it :3

Warnings: reader is basically an oc, mentions of different oc's kaminari loves amor more than you, fluff :3

M. List

It was about that time where everyone can relax and unwind. It was about that time where everyone can reflect on their day, laugh and talk about moments that have happened throughout the day. It was about that time where everyone can just enjoy each other's presences and company without a worry for tomorrow's 'what ifs'.

Everyone looked forward to this time of day after dinner, where the day really set in and tension is finally released.

You were walking towards the couches in the dorm's common room to finally unwind and relax, minding your own business as usual. As you plopped down on the couch, you quickly came to realize you did not plop down on the spot you were going for. It was definitely vacant right before you sat down, so, why are you in your boyfriend's lap?! You felt heat rise to your cheeks as you heard him giggling from behind you, you rolled your eyes. Despite his mischievous actions and playful intentions, his hands were comfortably resting and holding onto your hips as if they belonged there from the beginning.

"Denki," you start trying, to keep up that annoyed façade, though his dorky giggles were making it extremely difficult to do that and you had to fight back a smile.

"Whaaaat Mama? It's not my fault a pretty girl just happened to fall in my lap!" Kaminari chuckled pulling you closer to him. You understood he'd probably just wanted to cuddle, which was most likely going to be his next question, it went like this every time.

"Can we cuddle? Pleeeeeeaaase?" He begged as he does every time. There wasn't really anyone around right now, Isabella was seen giggling and messing around with Kirishima some distance away, but they seemed to be going somewhere else shortly. You pretended to think for a moment before sighing giving him another eyeroll.

"Okay." You say, turning around to face him and he flashes you a big grin. You felt that same heat rise to your cheeks once more as you thought about the way he grinned at you when you said 'yes' to something as simple as cuddling.

He laid back against the couch bringing you with him so you laid against his chest. It was times like this you appreciated, when he wasn't being a total dunce. While you loved him for that it was nice to wind down after being pushed to your limits all day, winding down with him was even better. He removed your glasses for you so the frames wouldn't get in the way, and for once in his life he was careful with it. He set them on the nearby table and allowed you to take up as much space as you wanted against him. It felt nice to have your hair played with, and the fact Kaminari was doing it felt sooo much nicer.

You closed your eyes listening to his heartbeat thumping against his chest reflecting on the tiring day you had silently against him. At one point he started whispering sweet nothings to you, and it made you realize his eyes are on you, and only for you. Nobody else could walk in and change that.

You hear Stella's voice in the background, then Isabella's, and you hear them quiet down as they get closer. You didn't have enough energy to open your eyes anyways, and judging by Kaminari's calm breathing your boyfriend was asleep. Damn.

"I think they're asleep guys." Bella whispers sarcastically, you could hear the smirk in her voice, Kirishima was heard a little farther back.

"No shit dumbass." Selle giggles taking a picture of the two, Bakugo scoffed also seemingly further back.

"Right, c'mon they're both knocked out as fuck." Bella mutters, not before leaning towards Kaminari, "I'll give you 50 if you pinch her right now." Not a twitch. "Damn." They both walk off giggling with each other as if they'd done something childish.

Their voices fade away as you fully succumb to the sleep nagging at your brain. You didn't know it but he looks at you everyday and wonders how he'd ever gotten so lucky.

...

"Denki where'd you put my glasses?!" You call out to him not being able to find your glasses. You heard a nervous giggle getting closer and you turn around to face him, crossing your arms.

"Relax babes! You don't even need them! You look super cute even without 'em!!" He says thinking he's solved the problem, obviously proud of himself.

"I need them to see!!"

"DON'T SPRAY ME WITH YOUR WATER AGAIN PLEASE MORI!!"

SORRY IT WAS SO SHORT IF YOU WANT MORE I CAN WRITE IT LATER!!

also srry if it kinda sucks my mind is tweaking.

[marsmarbles]

May I inquire about Mogswamp’s motives in the superhero au?

Sure thing! This is actually one of my favorite topics in the au(with mythicalswamp as my #1 favorite ofc)

Mog is a vampire and relies on blood to feed off of or he will literally die. He can make mimic blood that works to quell his hunger, but it’s only a temporary solution, and as a freelance artist living with his roommate, Wandy T (omg and they were roommates), he can’t really get his hands on the things he needs. So uhhh he decides to steal them because he doesn’t really have time to save up money and/or get it legally.

I don’t have a solid reason for why Mog decided to go with the flashy persona of Count Quagmire, but openly being able to use his powers would be helpful and empowering for him. I think he’d have fun pretending to be someone greater than himself, at least in the beginning.

But of course, the fake blood would stop working and he’d have to resort to taking blood from real people.

And as for killing people and sucking them dry of their blood, Mog doesn’t want to do it. He feels intense remorse and guilt for everyone he’s hurt, but he doesn’t have any other choice if it means survival.

And as a vampire in a mostly human dominated society, he’s kinda gone down the stereotype that they’re all manipulative killers. He’d might as well embrace it if it was the only thing people would see him as.

[siriannatan]

Late Bloomer

I took a longer break from writing than I had planned… But I finally got an inspiration to write something :D

Scott was shocked to receive an invitation to Grimlands. And even more by it being signed by fWhip's highest rank secretary and not the count himself. It had to be an emergency if fWhip wasn't handling his paperwork. So the half-dragon half-elf instantly cleared his schedule and set off.

When he arrived there was a small crowd of helpers and staff outside fWhip's manor. The elven king approached them. "Head secretary Mog?" he called out, smelling some vague sweetness in the air. It couldn't be... last he saw fWhip was as human as possible.

"Ahh, King Scott, thank you so much for arriving quickly," a bit older secretary beamed as he walked to Scott. And he quickly got to the why of everything. "His lordship hasn't been feeling well since yesterday. Lady Gem has been here most of the time, but nothing she does is helping. Late yesterday, his lordship told everyone to leave the mansion. Lady Gem has stayed despite his protests. Told us to call you if nothing got better by morning."

Scott nodded as the man spoke. Noting how he dabbed sweat off of his forehead. There was an unusual amount of heat radiating from the completely closed-off manor. And that sweet smell. "I have bad news and good news," Scott sighed. "Good, I might know what's happening to fWhip." he sighed, walking closer to the door.

"And the bad?" Mog asked.

"My well-educated guess might be right," Scott groaned. He was not imagining the smell. "I'll go in and confirm," he announced and walked into the manor. 

He had no clue where fWhip would be so he trusted his nose and followed the more and more intense sweet smell. And as he walked closer to the source the heat intensified as well. And usually, excessive heat didn't bother Scott.

"fWhip?" he asked as he walked into a room the smell and heat were most intense outside. 

Inside he found the bedridden count and his twin. Gem was trying to cool him down with a damp towel. Stacks of books surrounded the bed. "Scott? What in Sheep's name are you doing here?" she asked, tossing the towel into a likely warm bucket of water.

"Mister Mog send a request for help, as you apparently told him to," Scott shrugged and removed his coat. And undid a couple of buttons on his jacket as he approached.

He looked over unconscious fWhip. The count was sweating, breathing heavily, but still bundled under many blankets. No fire was going in the fireplace. With a sigh, Scott removed one glove and gently rested his hand on fWhip's forehead. Pushing away stuck by sweat hair. 

"I'm afraid my guess is correct," he grumbled with a cringe. His inner dragon instincts were screaming at him to toss Gem away. It was getting hard to ignore it actually.

"And that would be?" Gem asked, arms crossed, eyes narrowed staring at where Scott was touching her brother.

"He's a half-dragon and his dragon side is awakening. Along with his secondary gender," Scott said as calmly as he could. He could feel his tail hitting the stacked books. fWhip's smell was slowly making his sanity leave the room, the manor even. "I'll explain when he's better. It's best if you leave, I can handle him," Scott said with a shaky breath.

"Why? He's my brother! I'm not leaving..." Gem shouted in protest but froze as they heard growling.

They both looked at fWhip. The count was looking up at Scott with barely cracked-open eyes and a loopy smile. "Scott..." he rasped and started to purr.

"You best leave while I'm still sane, dragons tend to be a bit... territorial,. I promise he's safe," Scott warned before sitting on the bed and cradling fWhip's face in his hands. When did he remove his second glove, he briefly wondered. "Hello spark, how are you feeling?" he turned his attention to fWhip. He could see first traces of scales under and around fWhip's eyes.

Gem at least was reasonable enough to leave. Scott breathed a sigh of relief. This whole situation would be messy enough as is.

fWhip grumbled something. Dragon half of Scott's brain wanted to believe it was his name. "What's happening?" fWhip managed to say.

"You're turning into a dragon," Scott saw no need to beat around the bush. His being here seemed to help the process. Good, since his brain would not let him leave.

"I'm what?" fWhip blinked as one of his hands found Scott's still cradling his face hand and just stayed there.

"A half-dragon to be precise," Scott nodded, hoping his confidence would calm fWhip. "A bit of a late bloomer, but I'm here to help," he tried sneaking in a joke. "How's your back and head?"

"Hurt," fWhip said almost instantly. 

Scott hummed and nodded. "Want to try laying on your side? Or turning over? More pillows?" Scott offered as his instincts sang in happiness over taking care of fWhip. Mate, passed through his brain. He almost cringed at it. He was here just to help. Nothing else.

fWhip didn't respond. Just scrunched his nose. Scott sighed. Dragon clinginess was starting it would seem. With a sigh, Scott pulled away. His dragon side was angry as fWhip whined at the loss of contact.

"Give me a second," Scott said, to calm them both. And quickly removed his jacket. Followed by the only three buttons of his undershirt. How long could he handle fWhip's uncontrolled heat? Didn't matter. Scott's brain was becoming foggy. The sooner they both fell asleep the better. fWhip would need some coaxing. With second thought Scott removed that shirt as well. 

Once shirtless he coaxed fWhip to sit down and out of his soaked with sweat, shirt. And with some softly whispered praises Scott got fWhip to lay on top of him. That had fWhip relax and purr. Scott could more than hear, feel it. Matching it without realising as he gently stroked along fWhip's spine. Hoping to calm any aches with the coldness of his hands.

But all purring from fWhip quickly turned into soft snores.

fWhip had no clue what happened the last couple of days. He remembered waking up with a ridiculous fever. Some flashes of Gem by his bedside. And most confusing of all.

Scott. 

Why would he be in fWhip's house? Why would he be willing to help? Who would even think to call for him? But as he opened his eyes he was met with the face of no one other but...

Scott S. Major. Elven king of Rivendell. Sleeping in fWhip's bed. Under him to be exact. Looking annoyingly peaceful. But for some reason, fWhip was happy to see him. And could hear purring. Did half-dragons do that? Did... 

fWhip froze realising it wasn't Scott but he that was purring. With a lot going in through his brain fWhip sat up. Or at least tried to. Moving hurt, he discovered, as he hissed as son as he tried to move more than a couple of inches. And his pained hissing seemed to have waken up Scott. Who saw fit to immobilise fWhip with a hug? An awkward hug but still.

"Stay still, growing wings hurts," Scott mumbled and to fWhip's terror - and delight of long-hidden crush - gave him a forehead kiss. "How are you feeling aside from the pain?" he asked with a toothy yawn.

"Weird, still warm," fWhip admitted with a sigh. He might as well indulge his crush seeing that Scott was willing to cuddle... "WAIT. What wings?" fWhip suddenly realised and sat up in shock.

"Turns out we're both half-dragons," Scott explained nothing, in fWhip's opinion. "If it's any consolation you're still cute," he chuckled and fWhip could not help but blush. :I should probably go and tell your helpers and house staff you'll be out of commission for a little longer," he sighed as fWhip got off of Scott. What kind of stat had he been in to allow this?

And why was he sad at Scott proposing he leave even for a short moment? He didn't protest Scott getting all his shirts on and actually leaving. Instead staring at himself in a mirror.

Scott was absolutely not messing with him. He really had wings horns and a tail. And lucky for him his scales were deep shades of crimson. He didn't feel really all that different from usual. Aside from the weird heat in the bottom of his stomach. Maybe he could breathe fire? That would be cool. He certainly would be able to fly. He saw Scott fly on several occasions.

While marveling at himself he suddenly had an urge to go and try to see what Scott was up to. But he couldn't see anything from his window having chosen a bedroom with a flower field view after becoming the count. So he just flopped back down on the bed. On his stomach, he didn't trust himself with the wings just yet.  And waited for Scott. And the reason why he needed to stay in bed longer. And maybe the heavy flowery scent hanging around his room...

[mamuzzy-creates-stuff]

FEBUWHUMP 2024 DAY 3 - "Bite down on this"

@febuwhump

Daddy's little boy

Republic Commando fic (under the cut)

Word count: 480

Characters: Ordo Skirata and his "demon", Kal Skirata mentions

Warning: Mentions of sex

Character study about Ordo and his inner turmoil. In the books Ordo refers to his inner darkness and anger as a demon that needs to be repressed constantly. I gave this inner-demon a body. Child-Ordo. His anger. His jealousy. His overprotective nature. His desire to love and desire to destroy.

Ord'ika, that was so embarrassing. Calling you a little boy in front of a pretty girl. Now you can't come back here without everyone thinking, you are Kal'buir's precious ad'ika. Yes, you are. Daddy's little boy. The only thing that proves you are an adult that you are capable of growing out a beard, otherwise you are just a little child. I would say being able to engage in coitus also makes you a man, but every living breathing being with at least one braincell can reproduce, why do you think there are so many dumb people here on Coruscant? Well, Kal'buir says compared to you, everyone is a brainless pile of banthaosik. Daddy's little smart boy. But that's the thing with reproduction, you know who can't sire a baby, Ord'ika? Well... little boys. Buir's little ad'ika. That's you. Come on. Say it. Say it out loud. Say that you actually checked the bosom of the waitress and you are interested in ffffff- fffff... having sexual intercourse with that lady! Say it you don't want to be called "ad'ika" in front of girls! Say that you don't want to be Ord'ika in front of other adults! SAY FUCK, DADDY'S NAUGTHY BOY!!! Mind you, if you try, you will break Buir's heart. Break into teeny-tiny pieces. You will break his heart so much, he is going to be sick and die. Or gets aneurysm. Or a heart-attack. BOTH! All because of you. Because you were angry, you were so beyond control. Say you don't want to be "Ord'ika" and Buir will die, BECAUSE OF YOU. And your brothers will pretty much hate you for it. Worse, if Buir dies, the Republic is going to get rid of you. You will be the cause of your brother's demise. So in the end, you don't say anything, do you? He is smiling at you. He loves you, you know that? Daddy's precious boy. You pretty much like to be his precious little boy, are you? Being pampered and spoiled. Being the favorite. You won't say anything because you are afraid you will lose the ad'ika privileges. Like being by his side. EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. He loves you. Daddy's dearest boy. Or... Maybe he keeps you at his side because he is afraid, if he take his eyes away from you just for one second, I'm going to come out and wreck havoc in your name. You are ugly when I take over your body. You are ugly when you are angry. How can you be a good boy, when you are angry? Daddy's dearest psychopath. But hey. Buir is going to forgive you until you play along. Being his little boy who needs saving. Rescuing like an abandoned, wretched mog. After all, you don't want to lose the only safest anchor in your life, do you? Then remain silent. Daddy's little boy.

The angry child in ourselves sometimes needs a hug. A big one.

[crisiscutie]

are you on a dissida sephy kick at the moment? I've never played dissidia but I do agree he looks GORGEOUS in that game

- 🐺

...Yes. 😳 I just love everything thing about him. His design (I don't know what gets me the most, the sash or his fancy bracelet), his personality, his power level, his girlboss aura, THERE'S TOO MUCH TO LIST!

What I find especially interesting about him is his demeanor in the Dissidia games. He's noticeably calmer and more laid-back than his fellow Sephiroth counterparts in the FF7 compilation, which makes me curious for why the writers choose this direction for him. To dig deeper into his composed SOLDIER persona? Or is it a product of the flanderization brought on by AC that sadly all the main characters suffered from? But who knows, I actually quite like it. I find it very interesting and hot that he's holding back so much... but when he fights? It's fucking brutal.

As I said in a previous ask, this particular Sephiroth is slightly less lone-wolf than his counterparts. He makes alliances when it's convenient for him and throws them away when he's done. It's amusing how much chattier he is with everyone, too. He went on gods know how many rambles about his plans and mother to Seymour, and then decided at another point, to personally seek out Aerith just to troll her. And he couldn't help but throw his two cents on the situation of Mog being trustworthy or not when he's joining in on the Villain meet up... In 012, he's behaves almost like a mentor to Cloud at times, and even Tifa gets a tiny bit of this treatment from him too. I think my favorite moment of this trait is from the Mobius FF crossover, where he politely outlines his plan to Wol on how he will return to his own world (by destroying Palamecia, of course), all while devilishly taunting him. 😈 This man has a lot of energy to expand. Ambivert Sephy maybe?

What interests me is that in Opera Omnia in particular, his personality is more close to his OG self. He's more openly unhinged, and his cruelty has ZERO bounds. What he does to poor Cloud and Kadaj is so cruel... But he is still very perceptive and composed. He knows exactly which buttons to push to manipulate people into doing his bidding, and he is ever ambitious about bringing his "mother" into the world. This personality (with elements from his 012 and NT depictions) is the one I'm going with for the Dissidia AU, as I think it leads to a lot of interesting material to write about.

[wundrousarts]

Various Nevermoor thoughts and things I've noticed after rereading the book for yet another time:

aka, everything that made me put something in the Discord or on here

— Cadence's braid is twisted up into a knot during the Book Trial, unlike the usual braid down she's often depicted with

— "Threads" of Wunder, the Gossamer being a "web", and the Wundrous Art of "Weaving"..... so fun! I need to look for more stuff related to Weaving and other Arts as I reread the other books

— Given Wunsoc’s motto of Containment & Distraction and the history of the Yule Queen and St Nick learning Arts in Sub-Nine, I wonder if the annual Christmas Eve Battle is purely entertainment for the masses or if it’s a distraction from something as well?

—— It’s in Courage Square… what if, if there is a Ghostly Hour there (of the massacre or of a related event), the Battle distracts folks from the possibility finding it? I’m team “it happened on the last day of the year” and not Christmas, but still 🤔 much to think about whenever that location comes up

—— If it is a distraction, it could also be a distraction for another part of the city just because it gathers everyone to one place and they’re less likely to be elsewhere

— Mog and Jack fighting but then convening a few days later to dump out their Christmas stockings together and trade the contents is Peak sibling behavior and I love them for that

— The picture that Dame Chanda is like “oh don’t cancel me but he’s hot” about Squall isn’t a photograph but a print of a painting. I wonder if more paintings of more Wundersmiths exist anywhere and if Mog could find them, or if they were all burned or something

—— I’d love if by the end of the series Mog has renewed the reputation of Wundersmiths and gets a new portrait done of her that’s hung up somewhere, this time where she looks healthy and happy, as a contrast to her bitter Hall of Dead Crows portrait from before

— Fen licking the side of Mog's face when she's crying <3

— Squall is so dramatic making the tiles of the Wunderground station turn black as he turns around lmao

— Aside from the obvious the obvious danger of the gathering, Squall describing Cursed Children dying on Eventide as a “mercy” and his whole “we do what we’re asked because we have to because we’re Wundersmiths” speech in Hollowpox, I wonder if part of why he wants there to be no more Wundersmith anymore and the Courage Square Revolt was because he was against the Society / government / Nevermoor using Wundersmiths from a young age for their own desires and gains. Anti child labor in the worst possible way lol

[terraxcloud]

Final Fantasy 6 drawing by Nomura that was found around 2013. Can be found in the FFWiki.

An additional image of Cloud's prototype is under the Mog section.

This version of Cloud was used to create Squall - the reason why the FF6 Opera featured so much in FF8.

You can see that the characters are unfinished. Relm's hair is straight, Terra doesn't have a ponytail and has a circlet on her forehead instead (she doesn't have her earlier short hair at least), Celes has a piercing (which became Cloud's), Strago has a mohawk, Lara is Strago's wife but didn't make the cut just like Cloud (his original name is unknown), etc.

When this image was put on the internet, people began referencing a very early 1994 V-Jump interview with Sakaguchi where he said that the main character was originally Terra as a male. Well, Cloud takes a lot of stuff from Terra, so maybe it was a half-truth. Many also latched onto the idea that it was originally Squall, but appearances are deceiving. Squall was made after this prototype of Cloud as Squall & Rinoa's relationship is a modified version of the storyline that was cut in FF6.

This is why the symbols of shooting stars, orphans, witches, angels, a flower field, and the late game promise are found in it. Some of these things seem to have come from FF7, but it's older than that.

Another character that was made after this prototype of Cloud is Leslie from FF7 Remake.

Leslie's talk with his Fiancée is about Cloud (as the FF6 main character) talking to Terra (as her earlier prototype?). Did you wonder why Cloud reacted so strongly to his story? This is why.

It's similar to the ending of Loveless as Cid originally said at the end of OG FF7:

"When the sister of the lead asks her lover, 'Do you really have to leave?" And the guy says, 'I made a promise. The people I love are waiting.' '...I don't understand. Not at all. But, take care of yourself.' 'Of course...I'll come back to you. Even if you don't promise to wait. I'll return knowing you'll be here."

Tifa immediately mentions that Leslie's necklace means "Reunion".

The ending of Loveless isn't the beginning of that storyline. It started in the FF6 Opera, which is actually about Terra saying that she'll wait for Cloud to return. Yes, it's sung by Celes, but it's actually about Terra. The character who represents this FF6 Opera/Loveless thing is Aerith (who also lost her love). Aerith borrows Celes' opera design and her theme song starts exactly like the FF6 Opera main theme.

Regardless of how few people talk about this, it's far more important than anything in the game. Honestly, the entirety of FF7 may have been crafted around this one thing. The game's theme is "Loss", and the game keeps reminding Cloud of what he had lost.

All main themes of FF7R are in Terra's words. I know that confuses everyone, but I promise is makes much more sense seeing it this way than it does forcing the meanings into the other characters of FF7. What character hasn't yet met Cloud in any timeline? Well, maybe they're not in the game yet.

I'm not sure if Rebirth will be the one that'll reveal this "secret" to the light, but I'm sure that any hints it gives out will start to be noticeable. The main portions of FF7 Remake to include these "hints" are Biggs/Wedge/Jessie, Marle/Mireille, Betty/Oates, Tifa/Aerith, Leslie's sewer mission, and the Sector 5 slums, although there are many other random things. Moogles are used as a symbol for Terra, which is why it appears heavily in the area that highly implies her, The Children's Hideout.

Oddly enough, it's well known that FF7 was made with elements from FF6 and Terra herself, yet no one has ever asked why? I guess no one played Dissidia.

Yes, there are hints in games last decade that Terra would make a visit to FF7 land, even get attacked by Sephiroth. They're very subtle, but if you can pay attention to patterns you'll notice them. You just have to find out what Cloud does in every game and it'll make sense...it really is that simple! It has nothing to do with canon, since what the developer thinks is not what the fandom thinks, and the best hints are found in the games no one will readily believe in.

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tseng for the ask meme!

sexuality hc: irrelevant but mostly queer. he's been with women, but has found he prefers men as he gets older.

gender hc: he is gender envy to literally everyone around him.

a ship that i have: tseeve (they are soulmates). HOWEVER, it may surprise you to know that my first ff7 ship ever was tseng/vincent, affectionately known as the verboten otp. why? spicy reasons (they are still so spicy but i don't write it much anymore). another pairing i quite like is cloud/tseng but only post-canon, and i have been known to ship tsengru under very specific conditions.

a brotp: tseng/zack. they're such BROS. also, seph/tseng!

a notp: tseng/aerith (i like the idea of him teaching her how to protect herself, but they have more of an estranged siblings vibe) and tseng/elena (she's 18, he's at least 30, not to mention there's a HUGE power imbalance and again, i can see him mentoring her but romantically? huge no).

random hc: okay so, tseng's family clan back in wutai used to serve as priests at one of the temples of leviathan, but going back even further, they are descendants from spira (specifically, moonflow region when there had been a city there). due to the folly of his ancestors, they became scattered across spira, but ended up being between djose temple and macalania temple.

fast forward back to gaia, and as a result, he learnt quite a few ways of the temple of leviathan. when tseng was (forcibly) moved to midgar, he tried to put it in the past, preferring to move on, however at some point, he lost a tiny statue he had of leviathan (his mother gifted it to him) and as a result, he ends up getting leviathan tattooed across his back so he could still carry her with him wherever he went.

(my other random hc is that post-fight/torture at the hands of the Remnants, he ends up not recovering fully and tends to wear an eyepatch.)

...i actually have a lot of headcanons but i'll stop here.

general opinion: tseng has been my main blorbo for so many years, alongside cait sith and mog. he's such an interesting character, who truly proves that not everything is so black and white within the compilation, and that is no more evident than in his actions. a lot of people tend to lump him in with the rest of the turks or completely ignore his characterisation in favour for louder characters (like reno and rude), only seeing him in a pairing (tsengru) or apparently hunting down zack for shinra (that's not what he was doing oh my god please stop).

anyway, i could talk about him all day.

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juh

he logs on and hes been pranked. his doors now set off wind charges when u go over the pressure plates. its harmless and he thinks its funny (probably sausage) it scares him a couple times but within a few minutes he goes through it and goes woohoo :D! and its so cute

HE SHOWS OFF HIS BASE!!!! HES PROUD OF IT!!!!!!!! i was worried he would be like haha its nothing special haha BUT HE STILL LOVES IT!!!!!!! YAYYYYYYYYY

plans today are obsidian for an enchanting table and a nametag for his dog. his dog vvv

(also he keeps getting distracted irl cuz hes watching football with a bunch of friends tonight. hes such a nerd i loev him)

hes also making a wall. the disc wall. a wall with discs. its hidden

hes talking about how he never does big fancy nether portals and he says "like the boring man i am"... :(( :( :(((((

hes now the disc stealer. i dont think anyone even has discs that they care that much about (then again i only watch jim). he goes around to sausage (and gets cat), fwhip, shelby, eloise, scott (13), mog (precipice), aimsey (otherside), guqqie, cpk (13 + precipice), sneeg (precipice + cat + wait + ward + far + mall + creator), and martyn (cat + precipice x2). the only reason he doesnt do bekyamon is cuz she is online

unrelated but scotts place gives r/malelivingspace and its very funny. its so empty??? didnt get any good screenshots though

sneeg has so many discs so jim takes them all and says hes gonna let him in on it.

his inventory is full of discs and he goes back to his secret room with the disc wall. he mines a block and wordlessly tries to pick it up 4 different times before remembering his inventory is full

disc wall done. or as done as it can be for now since he has every disc on the server. he starts listening to one of the discs (mall) and then. yeah

he fixes it quickly so all is well. he starts playing otherside and takes it out of the jukebox when its about to drop.

he listens to it again (properly) and goes in 3rd person AND HE HIMSELF SAYS when you find bugs under a rock. he dances for a little bit

he goes to answer the door and leaves his character like this and i feel like im watching someones kid. i dont mean to baby him but also look at his stupid face?!?!?!?!?!? the way hes just looking up

he goes obsidian mining for the enchanter which goes smoothly and he steals sugarcane from mog and now his enchanter is all set up. his house is so cute

he goes fishing for a nametag. same guy who was stealing from everyone earlier?? i support him. he does not fish one up :(

shorter stream than usual since hes busy tonight..... among us video on friday

JIMMY'S STILL PROUD OF HIS BASE YAYYYYYYYYYYYY and then that depracation swiftly returns with him calling himself boring. Grrr

"scotts place gives r/malelivingspace and its very funny" HELP CC Scott's IRL setup gives me the same vibe. Why did my man put a shelf in the middle of his fucking room that isn't that big to begin with. What's going on in his head when he makes these decisions.

Bug Jimmy recognition.. you're so right though that just looks like you've been left to watch over little Jimmy as he looks up at you expectantly wtf is this

I also love how he only steals selectively. I can respect it

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i think you know how this goes by now.

i’ve seen a theory that the safeguard is putting morrigan under a spell, don’t remember where, but just imagine it breaks and she’s so confused about where she is and she’s sad that she can’t see them right then. where’s jupiter? where’s hawthorne, jack, cadence, all of her friends in 919 and at the deaucalion, why can’t she remember anything? she felt like time had passed but everything was fuzzy, just a feeling of blank, monotone actions. unfeeling eyes, chanting perhaps? she remembered someone crying, a sense of panic, had it been jupiter? why was he crying? nobody was in the room with her, yet she felt like she was being watched. she wasn’t tired, but a lingering drowsiness clung to her limbs as though they were protesting against a sudden awakening.

but then someone comes in, (maybe they need to feed her just so she stays alive) and she looks at them, her eyes looking like there was something behind them for the first time in awhile. there was no more vacant stare, it had been replaced with polite curiosity.

anyway, i’m getting carried away again. but what if it was one of unit 919 that came in (they just want to see her, even if she wasn’t really herself anymore.) and they are torn between telling the elders and helping their friend. okay done now, be back tomorrow of course!

Oh my GOD

Im so curious about what a safeguard is that I think I’m growing grey hairs, my guess is that it’s like a containment measure? An Eliminate Threat button, but that seems a bit morbid for what we’ve seen so far in the books.

Perhaps the safeguard’s job is to neutralize the threat until they can, as you said, put them under a spell to make sure they’re never a threat again, so the number and power level of the signatures would have to be equivalent to that of the subject who needs the safeguard put in place, which begs the question: have they done this to any other wundersmiths before? Are they sure it’ll work as permanently as they hope?

In your particular headcanon, I’d be willing to bet wunder somehow helped Morrigan break the spell she was under.

Imagine how Hawthorne would react to his friend going so berserk that she had to be put down, basically. Cadence? The rest of the unit? God, Fenestra and her protective streak! Everyone in the Deucalion would be so distraught if anything happened to Mog, even if it had to be done for the Greater Good.

And you can bet that Jupiter “she’s just a little girl!” North would practically go insane. Absolutely lose it. Mad with grief. He’d fight the decision tooth and nail.

To hear that Mog somehow came back to herself and he may not be able to help her? That her unit might not be able to fix this?

It would break them.