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rainbowcarousels · 2 days
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falling in love with the most obnoxious character like
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Just for funsies, the kitty emoji things I did for this post <3 shout-out to @altocat and @salternateunreality2 for the name “Genesis Catsodos” XD <3
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rainbowcarousels · 2 days
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My friend, the fates are cruel.
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rainbowcarousels · 2 days
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That post about how Angeal is willing to steal from people who are poorer than Genesis's family made me remember a theory I bombarded @birdblacksocialclub with ages ago, so I want to have a little ramble about it here.
Angeal says he would not steal from the trees belonging to Genesis's (foster) family because they're friends. it would be dishonourable to steal from your friend. But I have another theory about where this line of thinking came from other than Angeal's sense of honour.
One of the few things we know about Genesis's foster parents is that they were reporting back to Shinra, albeit they later chose to lie to them when they 'got attached' to him. Notably, Gillian (Angeal's mother) chose not to and refused to let Shinra anywhere near Angeal save for the existing surveilling that was being done in Banora. This makes total sense, she tried to leg it with him as a baby and was caught, so she clearly didn't want Shinra involved with Angeal in a big way and refuses to acknowledge anything about her life in the Jenova project.
Genesis and Angeal are childhood besties. It's likely they were in and out of each others pockets, but the economic difference between them had to mean that Genesis was more likely to want to give him things. Unfortunately, those things came via his foster parents and by extension, Shinra - the very company Angeal's mother is trying to get to leave him alone to live out his life relatively quietly.
My bet is that Gillian told tiny Angeal that he shouldn't take things from Genesis, that it isn't honourable, that it was considered charity and they had some pride and he internalised that as not taking things from his friend. From his perspective, the issue is that they're friends and it's a matter of respect and pride between them.
From Gillian's? It's trying to make sure
a) Angeal is not in Shinra's debt due to Genesis not understanding where his foster parents loyalties once lay and he's more likely to stop offering if Angeal is the one to shut it down than if she does
b) instilling the idea that Angeal shouldn't take things from people in power because it might land him in some trouble some day, especially if she's wary of someone of the suited variety showing up one day
and c) that said foster parents don't see enough of Angeal to ever include him in their observations because she knows they're not normal kids
(those blueprints for the copy tech were archived with Project G, they absolutely knew when they were kids that they had some abilities, just not enough as to be as sure a bet as Sephiroth was)
It might have been about honour for Angeal but I think it probably started as a way to try and keep him away from Shinra's scope. At least, until the war kicked off and he signed up anyway.
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rainbowcarousels · 3 days
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WHOOSH (another wip panel 🖤)
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rainbowcarousels · 5 days
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We are monsters.
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rainbowcarousels · 5 days
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You guys wanna see something sad?
Why is it sad you ask? No reason :’)…
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rainbowcarousels · 6 days
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It’s rare that he gets to see Daniel’s first meal of the day. He’s picked through his memories, he knows that on the Night Island he tends to wake in the afternoon, stumble down to the kitchen to graze. Daniel takes advantage of the ability to call their private chefs in to make him bacon, eggs. Food that sits heavy on his stomach so that he has to wander back to bed to sleep off the rest of the day. After that it doesn’t much matter, Daniel thinks. He’ll get Armand’s blood and that’s enough to hold him over. A cycle of snacking and blood sharing that repeats and repeats and repeats.
“LIsten, we need to make a pact,” Daniel mumbles between bites. “No more west-bound long haul flights. At least not without a couple days between each layover.”
Armand frowns. “Was it so burdensome to fly without me beside you?” 
It had been odd, departing in the evening in the cargo hold, trapped within the box that contained his coffin. Moving backwards through time. To leave in the dark but arrive in the middle of the morning- it creates a certain kind of inertia, he finds. 
Perhaps it’s what they mean when they say ‘jet lagged’. All of that effort to only be in a place for a week and then they’ll be moving on. Tickets to Thailand, to Nepal, to Greece. They wait in Daniel’s bag. More travel, pre-planned, predestined. A time limit on every stop. Armand wonders how exhausted they’ll both be by the end. 
Daniel spears a vegetable on his fork. He shrugs. “I don’t like it. Being without you.”
Without the blood.
This too, Armand recognizes from his youth. The ravenous fits that come between the tastes of blood. He remembers clearly being sixteen and not eating for days after the drinks his master had given him, and then falling upon the table and out eating all of the other boys.
There’s hollows beneath Daniel’s eyes. A sharpness to his cheekbones that hadn’t been there when they’d met, and perhaps that’s a sign of the march of time- he is, after all, creeping up on thirty now; no longer the wide eyed boy Armand had met but a man in his own right. But then-
His spoon clacks against the glass parfait cup. Daniel digs in straight to the bottom where the ice cream is, bypassing the fruit and whipped cream and chocolate sauce. Somewhere near his lap comes the sound of his insides churning. The wet sound of his stomach straining to accommodate that which he hasn’t consumed in- days? Weeks, perhaps. Armand can’t keep track.
He should be doing better than this. He ought to be taking better care of him but Daniel makes it so hard. The world makes it hard, with how anything and everything can catch his fascination. Like right now.
Something bubbles beneath the surface of him. A desire he can’t quite put a name to, a thread he’ll have to pull at until Daniel unwinds and he understands what it is that he seeks. Some unfinished business from the Copley, perhaps. The meal wherein he’d fed Daniel a bit of everything, only to depart before he could see the effect it had upon him.
There’s so much more he understands about Daniel now. And still so much to find out. He’ll never know him intimately enough.
Armand rests his chin on his hand. He takes in the way Daniel’s tongue sticks out the slightest bit when the spoon nears his mouth, the bob of his adam’s apple when he swallows. Daniel licks an errant blob of whipped cream from his upper lip and it leaves his mouth glossy with his saliva.
[AO3]
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rainbowcarousels · 7 days
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YOU OFFERED IF ANYONE ASKS.
SO I'M ASKING.
GENESIS RABBITSODOS (specifically human Gen petting buns, maybe a grumpy blond, a giant friendly black one or two, or a fancy silver hare) 🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇
PLEASE.
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Baby Genesis with (some of) his bunnies. 🐇🖤
(Lazy bunny is named ‘Seph’ 🥹)
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CX404 aka Dogmeat aka the Bestest Girl in the Wasteland Fallout [2024]
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Fallout 1.03 "The Head"
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rainbowcarousels · 7 days
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When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky…
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rainbowcarousels · 7 days
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Jabberwocky tipped right over while leaning into his head rubs ☺️
credit: @twilight_foster_kittens
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rainbowcarousels · 7 days
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the court alchemist has successfully produced a blue raspberry potion
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rainbowcarousels · 7 days
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ⓘ this user has been abandoned by god
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rainbowcarousels · 9 days
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The grandpa from Midsommar is the reason we have bishounen in manga and anime
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rainbowcarousels · 9 days
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🎲 - what prevents you from writing more?
🍄 - a HC about your ships?
❄️ - what is your dream plot for a fic?
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I go into gloomy mood swings sometimes and it unfortunately prevents me from digging into writing as much as I'd like. It used to be that I could crank out chapters within the span of hours. Now it's a bit slower. But that's okay too--it allows me to regroup my thoughts and plan things out a bit more at my own pace. I always make sure to write at least 300-500 words every day as a means of staying on track.
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I NEVER talk about Sephgeal, despite shipping them. Sephgen is always going to be my endgame ship but I honestly really love the idea of Sephgeal too? I feel like they'd be a power couple, very much in sync with what the other person is thinking because they're kind of the two (relatively) chill segments of the trio. But I like the idea of them being very serious about each other and very quietly supportive. Good beans.
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If I had unlimited time, talent, and ambition, I feel like I'd write one big endgame conclusion to the entire franchise post-Dirge. Something big and grand and epic where everyone's story gets tied up. I feel like Genesis would probably be our protagonist/deuteragonist and we'd resolve whatever the hell Dirge was building up to. And also I'd like to finally end Sephiroth's story for good.
It would definitely be something post-apocalyptic, with Cloud and Co. now reaching middle age.
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