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angel-bubbles · 1 year

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the long awaited david/angel reverse comfort sickfic!! the grumpies of the world deserve to be taken care of too!! enjoy :3

Angel always saw what he didn't show. Heard what he couldn't say.

Angel finding out David's sick before he even has the chance to figure it out himself.

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Angel wasn’t one to wake up first. Of course, with how early David got up they really had no fighting chance. His job took him out of bed at some ungodly hour, but even on his days off he made a point to get up early.

“Why would I sleep in when there are things that need to get done?”

Angel had spent countless hours explaining to him the art of laying in bed and doing nothing. But, no matter the persuasion, he left them with a kiss on the forehead and a promise to ‘do nothing’ later.

(It was a promise he would pretend to regret later when Angel inevitably did drag him to the couch to cuddle.)

Of course, David has spent just as much time trying to convince Angel the benefits of not sleeping in, often using the bribe of breakfast to get them on their feet.

And, much to his chagrin, his unrelenting habit of rising before the sun has yet to rub off on them either.

So when Angel finds that they woke up with their cheek still pressed to a warm chest, arms hanging loosely over their waist, their confusion was immediate.

The sun was barely up, but it was up. Carefully glancing over at the small clock on David’s nightstand they saw the time blinking over at them. 7:46.

The early morning fog had them racking their brain for a plausible answer. They knew he had to work today and that typically meant that he had to leave at 6:30. 7 at the latest. The genuine confusion of what to do in the situation had them laying stiffly, trying to decide what the right move was.

Should they wake him up? They’d never had to wake him up for work before, maybe he traded with Ash?

When they finally decided they did, in fact, need to wake the still sleeping wolf, five minutes had gone by and they felt the faint pang of guilt hit them. Hopefully he just switched with Asher and forgot to mention it.

They slowly leaned up, propping themself on their elbow while bringing their other hand up to his cheek. Their face was only a few inches from his own and up this close they could see all the little imperfections in his skin.

The small faded acne scars and the slight stubble painted along his jaw. It pulled a smile to their lips as they gently ran their fingers along his cheeks, trying to wake him as calmly as possible. Only as they did, their hand was met with warm skin.

No, not warm skin. Hot. Really hot.

Their smile quickly fell as they repositioned themself again, resting their hand on his forehead and being met with even hotter skin. As they frowned down at him David’s eyes cracked open, immediately growing in size when he’s met with the sheer proximity of his mate.

It’s alarming at first, seeing someone's face so close to his own, and he quickly feels himself mirroring their concerned expression.

At the sight of his mate looking so distressed a quick “What’s wrong?” fell from his lips to which Angel shook their head and sat up properly, trying to get a good look at him.

He looked… okay? What did he look like when he was sick? They had seen him on the solstice but somehow they felt like that looked different. That was his core messing with him. What did sick David look like?

Angel’s distance paired with the lack of a response had his concern growing. As he went to sit up their hand quickly landed on his chest, softly keeping him laying down, which turned his concern directly into confusion.

“You’re sick.” They said matter-of-factly. The line almost made him scoff.

“What?” How would they know he was sick before he knew he was sick?

Angel stared at him in silence again before clambering out of bed unceremoniously. The sheets managed to get wrapped impossibly around their figure as they tripped their way to the floor.

The movement had David reaching for them again, not wanting them to hurt themself, they had done it before and there was no doubt in his mind they would find a way to do it again.

“No,” They said firmly, pointing at him as they finally found their footing, “Stay.” They didn’t leave anytime for arguments as they immediately stalked towards the bathroom.

“I’m not a dog!” He called after them, but their figure had already retreated out of the bedroom door. Flopping onto his back he carefully thought through Angel’s words, doing inventory over how he felt.

You’re sick.

The words ran a loop in his brain, and it was like they unlocked an awareness as they replayed. As he laid there waiting for his mate he felt the oncoming of pounding in his head almost in sync with the sharp pain in his throat.

He found himself clearing it a few times, trying to push the morning dryness away, but being met with even more discomfort.

Angel reappeared in the room before he could think about it any further, climbing in on their side of the bed so they could properly hover over him. He glanced at the thermometer in their hands and rolled his eyes, but willingly took it from his mate's hands.

Plopping it into his mouth he watched their eyes stare at the climbing numbers, their eyebrows knitting together the higher they got.

“I’m fine Angel.” His words were muffled by the thermometer hanging out of his mouth and Angel immediately glared at him, holding no real anger behind their eyes.

“Don’t talk. You’re gonna mess it up.” David huffed air from his nose as he watched them. He could feel his heart swelling at the care and concern coming from them, their eyes never looking away for a second.

As they sat criss-cross next to him he reached an arm over, carefully tracing small shapes just above their knee. It was like they didn’t even notice though, so focused that they had to do a double take when they caught him staring at them. Their cheeks flushed as they muttered a little “Stop staring at me”, a faint smile finally landing on their lips again.

The moment was irritatingly short lived as a sharp beeping echoed around them. Angel quickly took the thermometer from him, their frown deepening as the flashing red numbers glared up at them.

“You’re really sick.” They said accusingly and David shook his head a little. Sure he felt a little… off. But it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle.

“I’m fine.” It wasn’t necessarily a lie. Sure, his head was starting to hurt more and more as light filtered in through the curtains and yeah, his throat was drier than usual. But he didn’t feel sick enough to warrant the level of concern wafting from his Angel.

They frowned and reached for their phone quickly typing out a message to someone mumbling under their breath as he watched them carefully.

“No matter how fine you feel, you’re staying home today.” David did scoff this time or at least he tried, but it just turned into a painful sounding cough, catching both him and Angel off guard.

Once he had settled again they watched him with wide eyes, carefully putting their phone to the side. He had no more than glanced at the water on his nightstand before Angel was shoving it into his hands, ready to get him anything he needed in a second. It didn’t bring much relief, but he was happy to have a distraction from the previous moment.

Angel’s wide eyes never left his person as he drank and he felt himself wanting to shrink under their watchful gaze.

Angel was incredibly insightful, one glance at him was the equivalent to a thousand from someone else, they always saw what he didn’t show. They always heard what he couldn’t say.

After he had carefully put the glass back in its rightful place on the bedside table Angel reached over and picked up his hand, running their fingers along his own like they always did.

David watched them silently, lost in his own world. He was already late to work, something Asher no doubt would give him shit for later. Well, late for him anyways. He always got there before anyone else to make sure the day went smoothly.

But, today wouldn’t go smoothly, especially not now. Not only would Asher have to give up his day off if David didn’t go in, because of the time, he would actually be late.

Plus, who knows if Asher was even awake, and the organizers of the event would probably be pissed about the last minute switch. And that’s assuming Asher can even make it there to talk to them before the event actually starts.

The weight of the situation settled on his shoulders when he heard Angel let out a deep sigh, fingers still running over his own.

“Baby, I’m not letting you go to work feeling like this.” They said softly. Their tone was gentle, the sound a balm to his pounding head. It was like that cough alone had thrown him into the deep end of feeling like utter shit. And even if he tried to hide it, Angel knew.

He didn’t say anything for a few minutes, just watching as Angel’s eyes swept over him like they were looking for open wounds.

Really they had no idea what they were looking for, if they were looking for anything at all. But the thought of looking away for even a second felt wrong.

They were utterly lost in their own world, so much so that they almost missed the way David winced when he cleared his throat.

Almost.

“David-”

“I know I just… I need to call Asher.”

Angel’s eyes snapped to his face at the sound of his voice. It was broken and raw sounding and their heart clenched when they heard it. For David to admit he’s sick is one thing, for David to admit he’s sick enough to stay home from work is another.

The sentence alone rang alarm bells in their head but they quickly pushed it down, humming in acknowledgement. Casting one last glance at the wolf next to them, they climbed out of bed again, this time with more grace, and made their way over to the curtains.

They were already halfway shut but Angel pulled them completely, blocking out all sunlight leaking through and leaving only the light spilling in from the hallway.

“I already texted him for you.” They said as they rounded the bed coming over to sit on the edge of the mattress next to him, keeping their voice soft. David frowned deeply as he screwed his eyes shut, trying to actually be fine.

There was silence for a second, the eyes of his mate watching as he tried convincing himself he would be okay enough to get up and start his day. After a little while their voice spoke up again, still as soft as they could, “How can I help?”

He looked up at them, an internal war waging inside of his head. He would give anything to not worry them, he hated having them worried for him. But they were, and they would be until he was feeling better.��

Being sick was vulnerable in such a unique way that he didn’t know how to even express his discomfort with it. Even in his head it sounded stupid, he didn’t think anyone else was weak when they were sick, but when it came to him it was different.

He was the caregiver, the protector, the one who took care of everyone.

Not the other way around.

“Davey?” Their voice pulled him out of his head and he furrowed his brow again. Their eyes were still full of concern, but also with determination.

It was like they had heard his inner monologue and made it their mission to get him better, sheerly out of spite for his thoughts.

Truly they could have.

Angel always joked that they could tell when he needed something, that they could sense what was going through his head at any given time. David always scoffed and rolled his eyes at their claims but he knew they were right, they knew him better than he knew himself half the time.

As he thought about Angel’s question he quietly admitted defeat, letting his shoulders sink as he finally met their gaze again.

“Head hurts.” He said softly. Angel nodded and leaned down, placing a light kiss onto his forehead before making their way to the bathroom without another word.

While he waited for their return, his phone vibrated next to him, drawing his attention towards it. The screen was far too bright and he immediately winced at how badly it made his head pound, quickly turning the brightness all the way down.

His lockscreen stared back at him, a picture of him and Angel he chose after months of them begging him to change it.

Before he met them he never even changed his background picture from the factory setting. Whatever setting he chose the first time he opened his phone was the one he stuck with, no matter how bland the auto-installed picture was. He had no need to change it and less than no desire.

With his Angel though, he would take any chance to get to see their smile. Not that he would admit it out loud, lord knows he grumbled about Angel changing it.

But he liked that picture of the two of them. It was in their full-length mirror, Angel standing in front of him holding the phone and smiling wide, eyes creasing in the way that shows that they’re really smiling.

He was behind them, arms draped over their shoulders while Angel’s free hand was gripping his bicep. It was simple, but it was sweet, and no matter how much he grumbled about changing it initially, he liked seeing it every time he looked at his phone.

But, perched above their heads was a notification. The one that had drawn his attention in the first place.

Asher: hey big guy, i got you covered today alright? just focus on getting better before this weekend. being sick isn’t gonna stop me from beating you in smash

David laughed a little at the text, shaking his head to himself before quickly replying.

David: Thank you, Ash. Call me if you need anything at all. I mean it.

David: And it’s not a win if you’re floating around the whole time, Jigglypuff.

He smiled to himself as he put his phone back down, watching as his mate came back with meds and a new glass of water. He graciously took it from their hands, quickly taking the medicine and placing the glass next to the now empty one.

While he did all that Angel diligently set alarms to remind themself when he could take his next dose. They had half a mind to call Marie and ask if she could magic away a cold but they couldn’t help but hesitate from that thought.

Truthfully they didn’t know a lot about what healing magic limits existed when it came to illness, and they weren’t really sure David knew them either. All they knew was that David would probably explode if anyone else saw him in the state he was in.

Deciding against calling Marie they set to work bringing everything they could need into the bedroom. When Angel had lived alone they learned quickly that being sick and having to constantly get up to get things was nearly impossible.

Ever since then, the second they were sick or anyone around them was, they immediately made a little station within arms reach for them. Pain meds, thermometer, water, a granola bar, extra blankets, and anything else you could ever think of. It was simple, but it helped.

Once they felt satisfied with how everything was set up in the room, they climbed back into bed with David, only for him to scoot away from them and give them a stern look.

“I don’t want to get you sick, Angel.” His voice was soft but rough, the sickness definitely setting in now. Angel frowned at him and continued to get comfy in the bed as if he hadn’t said anything at all. It only took a few minutes of not saying anything before they carefully cleared their throat and dropped their voice as low as it could go.

“I already spent all night holding you.” They mimicked, causing David to roll his eyes. He had said those exact words to them and the smug smile on his mate’s face only made him shake his head, biting the inside of his lip to hide his smile.

He wanted to fight them on it, to argue that he’ll end up having to take care of them by the end of the week if he let them stay. But the drowsiness from the medicine was kicking in and he couldn’t resist the urge.

Grumbling, he got comfortable again before gently pulling Angel’s back towards himself, wrapping his arms around them and holding tightly.

“You should get some more rest.” They said softly and David nodded before burying his face into their neck.

Being vulnerable was something David could never even dream of, but laying there, the smell of his mates shampoo and bodywash mixing together in his nose, he couldn’t help but want to share every moment with them.

Good, bad, and everything in between.

#are we surprised it's another david/angel fic? no #i know i teased this like... a month ago #but it's finally here!#life has been crazy but the urge to take care of sick david will never end #simply #anyways i love him and i love them together #sweeties!!!!#redacted david #redacted angel #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted davey #my writing <3

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MASSIVE dump of thoughts about Rebirth. Obvious major spoiler warning for pretty much every story beat aside from side quests. That goes for the compilation as a whole.

Think of this as a collection of what would otherwise be literally hundreds of separate obnoxious text posts. Half-review, half liveblogging. Genuine praises and criticisms interspersed with unhinged nonsense. This post is so long it's making my computer lag, so make of that what you will.

To keep it organized and make it easier to find specific moments, this is split up chapter by chapter. I cover the Zack/Biggs stuff in a separate section just before the final chapter, and then follow up with some miscellaneous thoughts.

I'm not of hardcore OG FFVII faith. I love the original, and I view it as separate from Remake/Rebirth, so I embrace most of the major changes. This is generally a very positive review, aside from a few nuisances *cough cough WHISPERS cough* and only one genuinely upsetting letdown. Rebirth is more than I could ever have asked for, and I can't wait to spend the next 4+ years obsessively gushing about it. And now, without further ado...!

Chapter 1: Fall of a Hero (The Nibelheim Incident)

NAILED it.

Love seeing Cloud's teenage squishiness scrambled together with the Zack mannerisms. Restless as a little puppy! Body language, facial expressions, etc. I wonder if they animated a lot of it with Zack's model first, and then replaced it with Cloud? Modders are gonna have a field day with this when the PC version drops.

Sephiroth really was just Some Guy, huh? It's very refreshing to see him acting fully human for once. Helps sell the catastrophic mental shitshow that ensues.

Horfin' down those sandwiches Strife style

"You went into my room?" "I did..." LMAOOO THE SHAME IN HIS VOICE. Cody Christian doing god's work voicing this sopping wet pathetic mess of a man

Zangan manhandling Cloud like that was NOT on my Rebirth bingo card.

The bridge collapse scene is beautifully expanded upon. Such a delicious moment if you know the real story. RIP Ramirez. o7

There is NO fucking way Sephiroth just... stood there unfazed by waist high rushing water. Y'all have any idea how dangerous just ankle-deep water is at those speeds? At least the generous use of artistic license in physics is established very early on.

Tifa demonstrating incredible self restraint by choosing not to strangle Zack to death at the mako spring. I would have walloped his cocky ass lol

"Such a puppy." We're establishing the homoerotic tension right away as well, thank god.

oooOOOouhh the way you can pinpoint the precise moment that Sephiroth starts to lose control at the reactor. The way he walks up those stairs.......

Mwahaha-ing over the visual parallels. Raising his hand to the candle flame... Jenova's face flickering over his own... wow. Every shot, every angle is carefully chosen. Cinematography at it's finest.

OG painted a picture of "no survivors," so it surprised me how many people seemed to have escaped from Nibelheim. Although, it's not certain what their ultimate fate was. I imagine they did it this way to show that the incident impacted far more people than just Cloud and Tifa. Makes sense, considering "sheer scale of suffering" is a recurring theme throughout the Re-trilogy so far.

Sephiroth's mass slaughter is bone chilling. The music, the tension, the iconic shot of the flames framing his figure. Goddamn. And then there's the poor trooper, reaching out for his mom.........

"Why didn't they just shoot him?? They had him surrounded!!" 1, Fear doesn't give a damn about rationality. 2, It's SEPHIROTH. They were almost certainly correct in assuming that their dinky little hunting rifles weren't gonna do jack shit.

Catch me giggling over the most mundane shit. LOVE the detail of the sword tip clanking on the metal floor as Tifa drags it. I'm obsessed with lovingly crafted, nearly unnoticeable sound design like that.

"Mother, they have come again." THANK FUCK they kept this line. I don't even know why, it just stuck with me so hard from OG.

Not sure why people are cranky that the flashback cuts off. It ends at the exact same point as in OG. That's the point, it's supposed to be frustrating.

Seeing an unfathomable number of dumbass comments going "huh??? why did cloud tell the story all wrong??? that's not what happened!!" Dear Lord Please Give Me The Strength

AERTI!!!!!!! hell yeah

Tifa being proactive instead of stewing in confusion!! Love that for her. But damn it didn't go down well, huh. "I was so happy to see you again, but maybe I shouldn't have been." BIG OOOOOF

OUCH. Cloud. At least take off the pauldron if you're gonna sleep on that side LOL

Chapter 2: A New Journey Begins (Kalm and The Grasslands)

Very interesting news broadcast ya got goin' on there, Shinra...

Kalm is so so so so pretty. Feels like an actual full sized city now! Wish we could have seen more of it at night, like in the OG.

Broden!! I like him. I want the best for him. I know he's fucked. But really, it's cool to see more SOLDIER characters. We get to see Cloud's uh-oh brain static moments from the outside perspective, and boy howdy, it ain't pretty.

Broden says he's "...on your side. Got a contact at HQ." Meanwhile, my delusional ass: CONTACT? KUNSEL? IS IT KUNSEL? DO YOU KNOW SOMEONE NAMED KUNSEL?

Mentioned it in a different post— I suspected they changed the arrangement of Midgar's sectors. Sure enough, it's confirmed by looking at Rebirth's world map. Is this a meta fate-has-been-altered thing, or is it just a curious retcon? Maybe a bit of both?

HOLLOW REMIX HOLLOW REMIX HOLLOW REMIX HOLLOW REMIX HOLLOW REMIX AAAAAAAAAAAAA

Oh my god, her name is CHLOE????????? "Chole" was a typo this whole fucking time???? I can't handle this

NOT CHOCOBO BILL BLINDSIDING US WITH THE CLOUD GETTING DOUBLE PENETRATED IN A NASTY SWAMP SHACK IMPLICATIONS???? HELLO?????????

My sweet son Chadley has returned from the time void.

Ok serious talk. Wtf is up with the audio mixing. Someone gave the thumbs up for this production?! The default music volume is WAY too loud and overpowers voice lines. Doesn't help that Remake's npc dialogue deluge in crowded areas hasn't been addressed at all. C'mon people, you had years to fix this shit. It's a shame too, because I would love to hear all of the beautiful music and talented voice acting, just... separately, please.

The Soggy Strife Agenda is off to a great start!

I know Midgar Zolom was a blind idiot translation, but I dunno man. Midgardsormr just doesn't do it for me. Zolom sweetie come home :(

FUCKING. FUCK. WHERE'S THE LINE. FUCK!!! Apparently Sephiroth Did Not Do This. Goddammit. Fucking blasphemy. Genuinely gutted that they didn't include that line. Imagine if they had pulled that shit with Me Gongaga. Unacceptable.

Chapter 3: Deeper into Darkness (Mythril Mines)

"Enough for her Standard Course twice, right?" keep it up Aerith you're doing amazing :)

Ah, the opening area of the mines has been converted into a museum. No wonder people are allowed to just waltz right on in.

ELENA!! Oooooh I love her voice!! She's got that young overconfident sass. Fits her perfectly. She's got me sweating bullets seeing her kick a grenade around like a soccer ball though YIKES

Those Boulders Are Not Made Of Solid Rock

Not much else to say about the mines. Love when the original version of the music kicked in. Barret and Red's dynamic is so good!

Chapter 4: Dawn of a New Era (Junon)

We just, uh, waiting for the bus there, folks? OH SHIT sorry about the bird of prey thing man, that sucks. Hope you feel better soon

Contrary to maybe popular opinion, but I actually love it when you know exactly what a character is going to say or do next. It means the writers have done a great job at getting that character across. Predictable does not always equal bad; tropes exist for a reason after all.

Under Junon. mwah <3

Priscilla!! Omg she's so cute and annoying. Just how I remember.

Soggy Strife Episode 2. This time featuring an off-putting amount of romantic tension between Cloud And That Dolphin

Lowkey disappointed that they cut the uncomfortably long CPR minigame. Gamers nowadays have no idea how good they have it. Back in my day, we had to give mouth-to-mouth for 5 minutes straight in deafening silence.

YUFFIE!!!!!! Oh my god the leakers weren't exaggerating about the naruto run

Yeah ok just. gonna do some good night crunches. Very. Uh. Normal of you, Cloud Strife. God I love this weirdo

ROCHEEEEE My Boyfriend Has Returned

Aerith and Priscilla doing the arm bump thing............ yeah...........

Yeah you work those tanker controls gay boy. I was really expecting a jumpscare as the tanker lifted up. Would have actually shrieked if Sephiroth was just like "sup lol"

WOW the sister ray!!! Honestly the first moment that made me go "DAMN this is Final Fantasy alright!" What a view.

Glad they kept Junon's silly amount of elevators.

Oh hi Glenn

So Aerith wants to know if there are any good restaurants in Junon. Well, maybe if this guy hadn't been busy barfing in an alleyway....

Gee Tifa and Aerith, it's a good thing you guys practiced your highly choreographed military drill, just in case you ever had to pretend to be a trooper during an inaugural parade. Gotta be prepared for even the most unlikely scenarios! (As a writer, I know how it is with suspension of disbelief. But it's still kinda doofy lol)

That being said, I'd let the commander have her way with me

THE MUSIC

Tee hee omg it's so cute to see Cloud in his element! Look at that boy go. He's so into it. I like hearing all of the Seventh Infantry's interactions, too. Really hammers it in that they're all just normal people with their own worries and hopes.

Oopsie daisy. I am not immune to Shinra Propaganda. Huh. Well done, writers.

THE GLABRESCENT!! EXCLUSIVE CLUB FOR BALD PEOPLE

Awww look at all the 1/35 soldiers! Man. This whole chapter is just one huge love letter to the OG. So much nostalgia, plus so much new exciting stuff. God I could go on and on

This Just In, Entire Junon Nursing Home Full Of Elderly People Dies Of A Heart Attack After Rufus Shinra Decides To Fire The Fucking Cannon

Roche please sign my forehead

Uh oh. Yuffie

Yeah Ok don't mind me, just a SOLDIER 1st Class, protecting these little infantrymen with my life. No parallels to be found here, folks

GENUINELY HONEST TO GOD I AM SO SORRY FOR SLICING YOUR BABY ANGEL IN HALF LIKE THAT ROCHE PLEASE FORGIVE ME. Cloud say you're sorry Right Fucking Now.

Oh good no hard feelings. Well. Actually. Uh

Chapter 5: Blood in the Water (Shinra-8/Ship to Costa)

Oh to be a girl hiding away in a cargo hold with another girl.......

Little bit of Traces of Two Pasts! So Aerith told Tifa about Faz, the weird guy that was a little bit too nice to Ifalna. Apparently Aerith is still shaken up by that. Don't blame her.

Ok. I've been avoiding the topic of Queen's Blood, because frankly, my opinion on it is completely unfounded and irrational. I fucking hate card games in video games that are not supposed to be solely about card games. I can't help it. I'm here for the pretty people rpg and the gut-wrenching t4t heartbreak, not for the Magic the Gathering subplot. Any time this game so much as breathes the name Queen's Blood in my direction, I feel something visceral welling up inside of me. So as you can imagine, The Chapter Where You Play Queen's Blood is not my personal favorite.

But I get it! It's not like there was much to do here in the OG. I like that they went out of their way to flesh the ship out and give it more to remember. And for people who like Queen's Blood, I'm happy for them!!

Silly boy humming the victory fanfare I love himmmm

*wiggles*

Gotta get me one of them bigass cardboard cutout palm trees to put on display inside of my grungy metal hallway. Wow what a vibe

DAMN RIGHT YOU SHOULD DEMAND THE MANAGER, RED

THE MOONWALK SJHSYAFDFKKFFJF oh mny fuckijngh god the terrified kid crying his eyes out LMAOOOOO

Dang It! I wanted to see what Cloud looks like swaddled up in that hammock. Why do you deny me that which I desire. Screw your fade to black.

Good to know Hojo is just as disgusting and disturbing as he should be! Yayyyyy :(

"Holy shit..." YUFFIE SAME????? TITOV BOUTTA BLOW SOME TITS OFF????

YEEEHAAWWWW time for another absolute fucking banger of a Jenova remix!!!! I cannot praise the soundtrack enough.

Chapter 6: Fool's Paradise (Costa del Sol)

Obligatory beach episode

Johnny!!!!! My favorite dramatic idiot with a heart of gold! It's ok babygirl I love your seasmell hotel. I'll stay there anytime.

Cloud acting like that lei is strangling him. Sameeee dude same but no really. This place sucks. Too many people trying to force this poor guy to have fun against his will.

If I have to hear "hang loose" one more time, there will be bloodshed.

I do not trust that man to ride safely and sanely on that wheelie. He can't even walk on his own two feet without endangering every physics object in the vicinity.

Empty materia moment actually made me gasp out loud

AERTI DATE AERTI DATE AERTI DATE AERTI DATE

OUTFIT REVIEW TIME

Cloud's Tits Out: An unusual sight. I feel like he should be smooth under there like Link BOTW. He looks a little too robust for someone who's got Big Oil And Brain Worms In There and hasn't slept in weeks. I appreciate the commitment to making him pale as paper and flat as a board. No top surgery scars lose points big time. I'm neutral about the toes. 4/10

Cloud's Business Casual: Immaculate. Tastefully hideous. That blue is NOT your color, girl. Chocobo imagery is always a plus. Absolutely mystified by the untied capris + 3/4 sleeve scoop neck combo. Pretty sure he's not wearing any socks with those tennis shoes. Sneakers in the sand is a helluva sensory experience for an autistic guy like him, I deeply respect it. 9/10.

Tifa's Frilly Miniskirt: Cute and confident. Split between it being utterly out of character for her, or 1000% perfect for her. The white and purple is a great color combo. Slightly concerned about the structural integrity of the neck strap. Uncooperative hairstyle is understandable but kills the vibe a bit. Jealous of the sandals. 8/10

Tifa's Tie Front: DAMN. Stripes with the collar, black jean shorts, hell yeah. The giant belt buckle is just asking for a nasty burn mark, though. Whatever. She's rockin' it. I dunno man, I'm at a loss for words, you just gotta see it to believe it. 10/10.

Aerith's Keepin' It Simple: Tried and true. Pink always works in her favor. Love the little matching flowers in her hair. The wrap around wallet chain is a welcome sprinkle of weirdness. Otherwise masterfully boring; it suits her city-slickin' down-to-earth attitude. 9/10

Aerith's Floral Cover Up: Classy. Got that Final Fantasy princess look with the ruffled sleeves and the push-up cut. The long skirt is nothing short of perfection. Lovestruck by the splash of lime green with the leaf pattern. Can't imagine how annoying those shin-high sandal straps might be though, that's gonna leave a mark. 9/10

Barret's Bear Wearing A Marshmallow: Pillsbury Dough Man at his finest. Faithful to the original, exquisite in 4K HD. Hoist hook arm adds that extra sailor flair, sealing the look. He's having fun with it, and that's what matters most. 10/10!

Ok back to reality

uh oh.

Yup, somehow they managed to make Hojo even more nauseating than ever before. Good. The more we hate him, the worse it'll sting when he keeps dodging his comeuppance. Hohohohoho.... That's Good Writing, Babie! Twist that knife. Keep us ravenously thirsty for revenge!!

Seen a lot of complaints about the women that accompany Hojo to the beach and shower him with compliments and oohs and aahs. Not sure why. Pretty sure it's heavily implied that they're being paid SHIT LOADS of gil to act that way. It's stated outright that they're working for Mayor Kapono, and it's well established by that point that the mayor is wrapped tight around Shinra's pinky finger.

The moment that beach fight started, I knew right away... GRAB THAT UMBRELLA, DO YOUR LEGACY PROUD

Aerith showing her vengeful side, just a tiny bit. So much pent up hatred and grief. Love how it mirrors Cloud's character. She's so forgiving, she doesn't know how to turn anger into action. He's so caught up in his anger, that he forgets what forgiveness could do for him. Man. :'(

Yuffie joins the team!!! Cloud's just like. >:/ lol

Chapter 7: Those Left Behind (Corel)

Fun time is over folks

Huh. Forgive me if I'm mistaken, but that's not even close to being a Weapon. Major retcon, or legendary fakeout?

Sighh... Aerith looking up at the sky like that... The longing sure is long isn't it

WELL! Ain't that the dolly zoom of a lifetime! It's absolutely wild to watch Cloud's mental state worsen gradually in real time. Seeing him almost walk off a cliff was freaky. Good stuff

I WILL LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR CLOUD JUNIOR

Poor Barret...... damn dude. The people of Corel were nasty to him in the OG, but they cranked that up to eleven in Rebirth. Wow.

"She your new wife? Well good for you..." istg i'll reach through that screen and choke you out with my bare hands bitchass

"NO." Well that settles that! Gee I wonder why Cloud's not interested in helping out the doctor with his test...... hmm......

Yuffie honey... read the room.........

Chapter 8: All That Glitters (Gold Saucer First Visit)

And now for a jarring tonal shift! Yeahh... this game suffers from awkward pacing. A lot. Though I do suppose that's the point— hellish suffering juxtaposed with distasteful extravagance, just how Shinra prefers it.

Dio should snap him in half like a twig. I think it would be good enrichment for Cloud.

Ok. I'm pretty sure this is like. the fourth time Cloud's pupils have gotten all blown out upon seeing Sephiroth. There may be a clinical explanation for this, but there sure as hell ain't a straight one. The submissive little gasps are NOT helping.

I'm fucking pissed on behalf of anyone who has to stay the night at this dumbass hotel. Oh my god. How could anyone fall asleep in this obnoxious hellscape.

At least the receptionist looks good tied up and struggling ;)

Cait Sith meowing his own theme song is doing something unfathomable to the part of me that almost became a furry back in middle school. Oh god no he's so adorable. I'm screwed

I'm going to dismantle that tonberry robot bolt by bolt.

Aerith and Cloud commentating the races omg kicking my feet like a little schoolgirl i love them so muchhhh

The bike minigame is just not the same without Roche's "encouragement"

Jessie 😭

Ok I'm glad that it's made clear from the get-go that Barret isn't responsible for the shooting, and he also doesn't try to take the fall for Dyne. That left a bad taste in my mouth in the OG, so this is a welcome change.

Cait Sith is a little bit too enthused about the muggin' maimin' and murderin' lmao

OH MY GOD CLOUD. Baseball bat to the back of the head was genuinely shocking. As if he didn't have enough brain damage to begin with D:

Oh yuck. Gus is insufferable and nasty. I've known this guy for all of five seconds, and I already hate his guts. Fantastic characterization right outta the gate. The music is hilarious.

Billy???? How the hell did you end up here????? Kid you GOTTA get tf out of this place

LMAOOO Elena is my favorite turk confirmed. "NO VANILLA."

Oh man. Dyne time. This entire part is so damn good. Barret wants so badly for Dyne to be the beloved friend he used to be, but he's just way too far gone. So much resentment and grief.

Second half of the Dyne battle is a little bit weird, but I can tentatively accept it.

Was definitely wondering how they would handle Dyne's suicide given the teen rating. They circumvented the issue by having Shinra troopers gun him down in a crazed last stand. Different from the OG, but still believable and well written, considering their limitations.

Now that I think about it, this game is REALLY pushin' it with the teen rating. I'm willing to bet the rating boards were like, "yeah uh we can make an exception. it's FFVII we're talkin' about." Still... wonder why they couldn't go as far with Remake.

"You carry that guilt... That weight..." Wow. That line.

Annnnd jarring tonal shift! Robot frog fight versus the comedy relief villain. To be fair, I can't think of any other decent place to put this boss, either. On the bright side, Anuran Suppressor is awesome. Favorite fight in the game so far!

I need this soundtrack in my possession right fucking now.

Oh hi Glenn

Chapter 9: The Planet Stirs (Gongaga)

dune buggy :)

Oh Yuffie... just keep a barf bucket on hand or somethin will ya?

"I just... I feel like I've been here before." Well wouldja look at that... no jenova static...

Going over the hill and seeing the reactor... damn.

CISSNEI!!!! Ouuugh girl you know EXACTLY who tf he is, don't lie.

Noooo give Cait his little mushroom back you meanie :(

Ah. The deranged picnic music.

Gongaga has a much different vibe than it did in the OG. The intense feeling of mourning and hardship is missing. No hazy purple hues or Anxiety playing. Seems like they went in more of a CC direction, with the bright blue sky and uplifting soundtrack. Can't lie, I'm a tiny bit disappointed; I was really hoping for something more heavy and melancholic.

The existence of ordinary chickens in the FFVII universe has some frightening implications for the true nature of chocobos. If you have ever kept backyard chickens, you'll know what I mean.

Ohhhhhhh.... Zack's home............. :((((((

No. No. Don't play Sky Blue Eyes. Don't fucking do this to me. I'm gonna fucking cry. Oh my god no.

"They do say no news is good news, right?" I'm gonna do it.

You know shit's bad when even Cloud "I'm Fine" Strife admits he needs to have a lie down. Yikes.

Man, I really wish we knew more about Tifa and Aerith's chats. Dramatic irony's a bitch.

They sure went all out with the mushroom thing, huh. I know they were trying to differentiate Gongaga in terms of gameplay and worldbuilding, but I feel like they went a little overboard. Gongaga was its own unique thing in OG, not sure why they felt the need to quote unquote improve upon it. Just kinda weird.

Now the reactor is a different story. They did an incredible job here. The scale of the reactor, the unprecedented destruction—

Oh God Damn It The Whispers Are Back

Seriously trying so hard to justify in my own mind why the whispers are here. I don't despise them as a concept, but their implementation is awkward and overdone. In the Gongaga reactor, they fulfill the same narrative purpose as the black robes would: to facilitate the Reunion by mentally dragging Cloud along. Sigh... I get it's because they want to familiarize the player with the whispers in anticipation of future scenes, but it still pisses me off.

That being said, the whispers' theme goes HARD and I'm elated to hear it again. It also fits super well in the Gongaga reactor. So I guess I'm not that pissed.

Touch Me renamed to Amphidex. Can't have shit in Gongaga :/

ooOOOOO!!! The mako fumes getting to Cloud's head! Poor guy's about to pass out. Nice touch.

Sephiroth/Jenova taking advantage of Cloud's mako poisoning... Oh man... the instant change in demeanor is nuts. So fucking good. Here we get to see the first time that Sephiroth has total control over Cloud, and it does not disappoint. Ruthless.

Tifa honey how and why tf are you keeping it together right now. Girl, you do NOT have to fix him. You do not have to show him your boobs a second time. You do not have to take a single thing he says seriously. You can just get up and leave I promise he's doomed by the narrative until further notice 😭😭😭

Telluric Orca Vore Moment was also not on my rebirth bingo card but Okay

Teasing the lifestream. Sure, I can get down with it. Just... y'all got a bit of a whisper problem down here. Want me to call pest control?

"No! Don't take him too!" Damn...

I would not feel safe alone in a room with a man who just tried to kill me, let alone even remotely consider intimacy, but maybe that's just me. It is refreshing to see Tifa and Cloud actually talk things out for a change.

Cloud knows there's something wrong with him and he's so scared... man :'(

What does Aerith say to her???????????? ARRRGHHH

So we're all just perfectly fine with Cloud continuing to be in charge? Nobody's got any objections to that? Alrighty Then

SURPRISE Cid Highwind!! Leaks were right, he's cleaned up. No cigs, less swears, very friendly guy. Not as off-putting as I worried it might be. I'm convinced it's just because he's got a business to run— we'll see good ol' cranky Cid in part 3.

ROCHE NOOOOOOOOOO DON'T!!!!!!!! :(

Chapter 10: Watcher of the Vale (Cosmo Canyon)

Red's real voice reveal! Red's real name reveal!! Though I really would have preferred to see his name change to Nanaki in the menu and subtitles...

Cosmo Canyon is coming off as a hippie stoner tourist trap. Yeah all of these people are correct about the planet and the lifestream, but dang if it doesn't feel like someone's about to heckle me into buying healing crystals and dreamcatchers.

The nostalgia is A++. Beautiful remaster of the music, too.

BUGENHAGEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOO!!!!!!! SO jealous of him zoomin around on that sick af crystal ball. Screw the Costa wheelies, I want one of these bad boys.

...A legendary fakeout in the making, I think!

The observatory is stunning. Can't even put it into words. The planetarium brought me to tears, it's such a flood of nostalgia and a deeply emotional scene. I love the nice detail of the planet being different from Earth— mako tinted oceans instead of deep blue. Watching the model planet rot and crumble broke my heart.

Sobbing the whole way through Aerith's speech. My god. Poor girl. Knowing what her fate is in the OG makes it hurt even worse.

Gi Nattak. Would

Expanding upon the Gi. Unexpected but super cool. Their story reminds me of FFIX, with the parasitic planet Terra lurking deep within Gaia. The Gi and the Cetra seem to have something similar going on. Who was here first? It almost sounds like the Cetra and their lifestream are invaders.

I could easily relate to the Gi's opinion, that the endless cycle of the lifestream and the persistence of the spirit is tantamount to torture. Never being able to truly rest in peace sucks. Don't worry friends, I'll bring you the black materia! :) (THIS USER CANNOT BE TRUSTED WITH THE BLACK MATERIA)

Aerith sticking her hand into the mako..............

Chapter 11: The Long Shadow of Shinra (Nibelheim)

The intense gaslighting about Nibelheim was one of my favorite things about the OG. It also helped seed even more doubt into Cloud's existence as a real person, setting up his descent into madness over the black materia and vulnerability as Sephiroth's puppet. So the changes they've made to Nibelheim in Rebirth are... unnecessary, to put it lightly.

The villagers do not argue with Tifa or Cloud about their memories of the town. They greet them and tell them all about the town's development into a mako poisoning treatment center. Sigh... Part of what made OG's Nibel revisit so dreadful was the unshakeable feeling that you are not welcome there, and that you're being watched like a hawk. I feel a little bit too comfy here in Rebirth Nibelheim, with how friendly and open everyone's being.

Love the chat with Tifa in her old room. We get so much insight into her thoughts and feelings about Nibelheim, Avalanche, and about Cloud and herself.

"Every time we made eye contact, you'd look away. And when I tried to talk to you, you'd ignore me." ouch, don't gotta poke him in the autism like that

Ohoho. The hotel's digging up some memories. I've said my piece.

dillydally

LORD have mercy. This boy's noodle is scrambled like you wouldn't believe. Good news, he remembers Zack, sort of. Bad news, he thinks he fucking drowned?!???? It's intimidating to see the lengths Jenova/Sephiroth will go to to obscure the truth from Cloud. Damn.

Ok Yuffie is actually starting to get a bit obnoxious. Please stop interrupting emotionally charged moments. We get it, you're excited about materia. Cut it out.

If I were Tifa I would be shitting my pants terrified right about now. Girl I do NOT know how you're holding it together.

And now for the most distasteful tonal shift and momentum killer of all time. It's silly kitty cat hijinks time!! ...What the actual fuck. I like Cait Sith, but this is unacceptable. The basement is supposed to be a sickening place of fear and tragedy. Turning it into a cutesy little box chucking playground is downright disrespectful to the original FFVII. I can't even believe I'm writing this, it's so absurd as a concept. This is the only major change that I'm legitimately seriously upset about.

And by god does it drag on. Every time you think, surely this is the final section!... nope. It just keeps on fucking going. Fuck my life, my blood is boiling. Unreal. Remake's slow ass hand-crane highway thing is nothing compared to this. I'll take a Queen's Blood tournament and a hurricane of whispers any day over this unrivaled masterclass in unnecessary bullshit. Fuck.

At least to some people, the reward for getting through the Cait Sith Crate Slog is worthwhile— a few cutscenes starring Vincent Valentine, and a battle against Galian Beast. But if you're like me, and you're not utterly obsessed with Vincent Valentine or Matt Mercer, then by this point, you're just feeling drained and disappointed.

Overall... least favorite chapter. Mellow start, juicy build up with great potential, completely shafted by baffling nonsense.

RIP Roche. Heartbreaking. It's been a good run. Side note, Roche's conversion into a black robe was... quite bizarre. That's just, uh, how that works, I suppose? Okie dokie then

Oh hi Glenn

Chapter 12: A Golden Key (Gold Saucer Revisit)

Always felt weird about the Gold Saucer revisit in the OG. Unusual pacing. Well, at least Rebirth's being consistent in that regard.

What's the point of the theater if you're just going to do a VR performance instead? I know it's a silly little nitpick, but I wanna hear some soles squeaking on a hardwood stage!

Ah, that's the point of the VR. So Shinra can use a dead woman's likeness to keep selling tickets to their overhyped shows. Surprised none of the characters say anything about that, given Avalanche's well-established anticapitalist message.

This is what Genesis Rhapsodos decided to hyperfixate on? No wonder the guy's hair started turning grey and falling out in chunks. [SARCASM]

Barret sobbing uncontrollably, right next to Nanaki looking like a rejected Crash Bandicoot reboot clapping his paws together. Sums up this entire game so far.

The "audience participation" in the play is altered significantly from the OG. It's, uh, very neat and tidy. I strongly prefer OG's hysterical secondhand embarrassment and awkward ad-lib.

I NEED to know what happens if you fail all of the QTEs. Please tell me it goes off the rails and Cloud gets booed off stage PLEASE.

Pretty song. But my god if that is Not What She Would Sound Like.

The gondola rides!! Overall fantastic. So difficult to pick a favorite. Tifa's is obviously phenomenal, but I think I still have a soft spot for Aerith's. I like that Barret's is taken more seriously; it's such a heartfelt moment. Yuffie reminiscing about Zack was adorable, as well as Cloud relating to her being bad with feelings. The Cait Sith/Cid/Vincent one had me laughing out loud, it was so stiff and awkward lmaoo

THE SCOTCH AND KOTCH DISS TRACK IS SENDING ME???????? SKSJKHAGAAAFDSDSDHHBFD I'm so happy to see these freaks doing their thing again.

RUFUS SHINRA?????

Yeah, no Cait Sith, you ain't garnering any pity from me. Not happening after the crate incident.

Chapter 13: Where Angels Fear to Tread (Temple of the Ancients)

So the temple is to the north now. Understandable, since that's where the Forgotten Capital is, too. Still took me by surprise. Also means we won't be going back to Gongaga... aww :(

HOLY FUCK the way the temple assembles itself... now THIS is what I'm talkin' about!

Teasing us with that fractal square symbol since all the way back in Remake...!

Roche....... "my... friend..." :(((((((

These troopers are NOT getting paid enough for this shit lmao

Oh howdy there Rathalos from Monster Hunter, you look a bit different than I remember

Thank goodness the Cetra had the foresight to incorporate some aesthetically appropriate rest benches into their temple's design!

Aerith's seance + the camera angle of the whole team watching... beautiful nod to FFX...? <3

That better not have been Kunsel.

Reno jumpscare

Elena's pretty pink pistol with the charms and stickers is so goofy. I love her. Hopefully Cloud won't try to chop her head off within the next sixty seconds or anything like tha— uh, nevermind.

oooOOURGHH Cloud is SO fucking terrifying throughout the whole temple. Cody hitting it out of the ballpark BIG TIME with the voice acting. DAMN.

Everybody but Cloud has memories to retread... broke my heart. Sad and scary. By the way Hey uhh Temple? Why the fuck would you do this to us? :(

ugly sobbing

Followed up by the Gayest Thing I Think I've Ever Seen In Video Game History

YOU! WITH THE WING!! GET DOWN HERE!!! YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!

Oh god no you're going to make me fight Demon Gate aren't you

THERE'S TWO OF THEM??!?!?!??!?!!! AAHGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HORRIFYING BUT RELATABLE, CLOUD

Wait. Cloud. Hey. Can we talk about it for a sec. Come back please

"There's no point fighting over a fake." WHOA I actually straight up forgot about that twist! Hell yeah! What a wham line!

"I wish I hadnae skipped leg day." pFFFFT LMAOOOOO

"Yeah... I'm good." The Fuck You Ain't

PHHWAAHH HE JUST GETS CRUSHED AWWW!! RIP LMAO WHAT A WAY TO GO

The temple's transformation is breathtaking. And that music score, too, holy fuck.

Honestly I'm not even mad about the whispers being there, they're just a setpiece at this point. Adds to the frantic atmosphere. I'm choosing to ignore their narrative relevance until absolutely necessary.

ROCHE? YOU GOOD THERE BUDDY?

THAT BOY on his hands and knees SCRAMBLING for that black materia. Gayass

CLOUD AARHGRFGGFFFFF OHHGGHH SEPHIROTH HAS COMPLETE CONTROL OVER HIM HHHAAAAAA!!!!!!!!

OUUGRRHHHH OAWWWWGGHH

LISTEN. Listen I cannot formulate coherent thoughts about this. Go see it for yourself. Just go.

tee hee hee he's so proud of himself handing it over :3

It Begins.

Interlude. The Zack Moments so far:

Yeahhhh not a huge fan of Zack just dropping Cloud off at the nearest recognizable npc. Not after he almost gave his goddamn life to protect him.

MAN! Finally get to see what it's like to enter/exit Midgar. No fade to black, just on your feet and out the gate. Feels good; kinda surreal honestly. Never realized how bad I wanted this.

Regardless of what you think about the Zack thing, you gotta admit, the atmosphere during his sections is ethereal. So beautiful and calming in such a tragic way.

Love how he fights different than Cloud. Throwing punches, brutal kicks, shoulder checks, much like in Crisis Core.

HOLY FUCK don't mind me just gonna uhhh rip this five hundred pound metal post out of the ground and chuck it like a toy hammer. Suddenly the Buster Sword doesn't seem all that unwieldy.

......RIP Barret, Nanaki, and Tifa. Oof. What a way to go out.

DON'T MAKE MY SWEET BOY CRY LIKE THAT FUCK YOU!!! :(((((

Damn bitch you live like this??? To be fair, that's probably the most luxurious resting spot he's had in literal YEARS. Like wow there's a mattress!! And a roof!!!!!

Good to know that Cloud's goofy ass flinging himself out of bed straight into a combat stance thing from Remake is actually a Zack mannerism lol

Ohhh... my heart... seeing things from Cloud's perspective... I like the how this expands upon what the OG established, about "dreams" of this type. Sort of like the sleeping forest scene. Also makes Aerith's resolution scene in Remake all the more curious.

Aww... walking out onto the balcony and seeing the whole garden dead...

Obsessed with the music that plays during Zack's sections. Wow.

Awwww Marlene and Zack are such a silly duo :')

Biggs wtf did you do????????

Ziggs crashing hard onto my list of OTPs. Oops.

Divine intervention preventing a headshot? I'm sure some CS:GO players can relate.

Biggs' and Zack's conflicting memories of Cloud, plus the "broken internal clocks" is intriguing.

"Zack-of-all-trades" tickles me :D

All of their dialogue together is so self-aware... two characters who have had their narrative purposes torn out from under them, desperate to find a new one. The fact that there is no reason for them to be here is the whole point.

"We're all headed for the same place. You'll see your daddy and Tifa again." Oh ok yeah sure go ahead and rip my heart right out of my chest Elmyra

"Hello in there..." 🥺

So Remake Aerith bestowed memories of her future death upon Marlene. Is childhood innocence a prerequisite for this ability to work? Seeing as she did something similar with Nanaki. Otherwise, you'd think she would try to entrust her own fate with someone more influential, like Tifa or Barret.

I cannot fucking believe that Zaclerith endgame is real. Am I dreaming

Aww Zack has Aerith's ribbon tied around his hand...

Chapter 14: End of the World (Forgotten Capital/Final Chapter)

Ok Tsengru shippers. I finally see it. You are 100% correct about them.

Now we're getting WILD with it. The timeline shenanigans are in full swing. Speculation aplenty ahead.

"...or 'homeward bound' maybe?" Still trying to make sense of what exactly these sky-rift worlds are. Aerith's line here seems to imply that this is some kind of purgatory...? Where timelines go to wallow in their death throes? That's my understanding, so far. Especially with all of the mournful npc dialogue.

Aww... Aerith's date with Cloud mirroring the one she had with Zack in Crisis Core :')

I tell you what, the Stamp figurine made me GASP. So that's three timelines now. Beagle, Terrier, Spitz.

So Terrier Zack goes to Hojo in hopes of finding a cure for Cloud. Not his finest idea... but oh well. Jealous of his motorcycle. ;)

Sephiroth is combing timelines for one version of Aerith in particular...? Am I on the right track here? Is this the same Aerith from her resolution scene in Remake?

THE PUG made me spit my fucking drink out. Hot damn, there's four! We saw this timeline's conception in the form of the bright flash of light when Terrier Zack chose to go to Hojo.

So Pug Zack instead goes to Biggs at reactor 6. I really, really love this scene. The pump is dry, the planet's life is flashing before its eyes. A heartfelt moment shared between two characters who have had their narrative purposes torn out from under them. Zack gets a delicious bit of character progression, wanting to take back control of his life. Price of Freedom playing in the background has got me wailing like an air horn.

"I'm sick of taking its shit!" WHOA Zack swearing caught me way off guard. He flees from battle for once, instead of facing Shinra head on in this timeline. Wonder how that'll change things.

"You don't look like you're on a date... More like 'at a funeral.'" Mhm. duly noted

Give it up for timeline number five! Corgi Zack is sitting on the stairs at the church.

"Cloud, Biggs, or Aerith... How the hell am I supposed to choose?" You don't have to, darling. It's called a polycule.

Sephiroth slashes a hole in reality, and the black whispers drag Corgi Zack through it. Starting to think I shoulda done my Lifestream Black/Lifestream White homework.

So far, Aerith+Cloud's date "dream" has taken place entirely in the Spitz timeline. It's not clear if this is also true of the scene inside of the church, especially since Sephiroth comes waltzing in after we just saw him outside in the Corgi timeline. I'm getting the impression that time and space are a very hand-wavey thing in this layer of reality.

HEART EXPLODING GHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And now for one of the most exhilirating things I think I've ever seen in MY LIFE.

"Behold... The true nature of reality. When the boundaries of fate are breached, new worlds are born. The planet encompasses a multitude of worlds, ever unfolding. [...] In the planet's embrace, all life is as one." Sephiroth's entire dialogue here... I got goosebumps. That's all.

"Very poor form." LMAO

I notice now on my second watch through, that as early as the sleeping forest scenes, we're cutting back and forth between two different timelines, I believe. Whenever the black or white whispers rush past, we shift perspective from one timeline to another. Pay close attention. Two worlds, simultaneous, but different.

Cloud delivers the white materia from one Aerith to another. Is this the same white materia we see from the beginning of Rebirth? I don't think she swaps the materia out, just transfers its power into her own empty materia, then hands Cloud the newly empty one.

Interesting! Looks like the timeline had already split, all the way back when Cloud handed over the black materia. Previously we saw Cloud and Aerith fall, but now— the white whispers rush past— and we see him rescue her and pull themselves up before they fall. Interesting!

Some youtube theorycrafter will piece together the symbolic significance of literally every tiny detail in this prerendered cutscene and make perfect sense of it. Looking forward to it too, because this is WAY above my paygrade.

Hello, whiper pest control services? Hi, yes, I would like to know why the white whispers are suddenly getting in the way? I thought they were my friends :(

Aerith's prayer :(((((((((

OHHGH MY GOD fucking legendary use of the haptic/adaptive triggers. Holy shit.

👁️ 👁️

Meanwhile, Zack Fair

me, banging my fists on the table: KISS! KISS!!! KISS! KISS!!!! JUST KISS ALREADY!!!!!! KISS!!!

Lmao Zack is so indifferent to this interdimensional insanity. After being the protagonist of Crisis Core, he's just like "lol whatever this is fine"

"Look at you takin' charge! I like it!" 😏

Zack+Cloud synergy attack!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!!

"What in the hell is going on!?" SAME ZACK, SAME

AERITH!!!!!!!!!

OH FUCK IT'S THE SONG

the hand hold 💔

i'm incoherent. i'll figure out my thoughts about this some other time

Oh hi Glenn— OH SHIT??!?

THE SWORD CAN DO THAT?????? what

Man... the in-game skybox does NOT do that rift in the sky justice. Absolutely staggering in the final prerendered cutscene.

Next time I have a migraine aura, I'll be at ease knowing that it's just the timelines rippling and merging. No big deal

Two separate worlds, one where she lives, one where she dies. Realities overlapping and intertwined. Cloud's fragile mind fluctuating between both… wow. Can't wait to see where this leads in part 3.

Misc. thoughts, not chapter specific:

Love the accentuated mako in SOLDIER eyes. It irked me that the iconic mako color was so muted in Remake, so seeing it so vibrant in Rebirth is sexy as hell.

Um. No comment on Glenn, really. I'm not heavily invested in his story; maybe I'd be more interested if SE had actually done anything substantial with First Soldier and Ever Crisis. I don't mind that he's here, and the Jenova/Sephiroth twist was pleasantly surprising. Matt and Lucia name drop was also a nice touch. It's pretty obvious that the only reason Glenn is here is to help set up a confict against Wutai for part 3. Fair enough.

So no Kunsel? *SMASHES PHONE ON THE GROUND* *CRUSHES SKATEBOARD*

#PHEW. finally got most of it out of my system.#ok. now i can focus my autism ray on something else.#ffvii #rebirth spoilers #my writing <3

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Unheard Love

You're born with the first words your soulmate says to you as a tattoo on your wrist. You know who your soulmate is as they say those words when you meet for the first time face to face. Today, we learn the story of a boy with a blank wrist.

Chandra was just another boy. He went to school, got good grades, and read comics. However, the strange thing about him was; Chandra had a blank wrist. Usually, people with blank wrists never have a soulmate, and he was so terrified that he'll go his entire life without experiencing the kind of love you can only get from a soulmate. He got bullied so much for not having any writing on his wrists, and Chandra withdrew from everyone and just wore long sleeves. With very few but close friends, he was officially an outcast. He sighed but tried to be positive and go about his life, but it was hard.

One day, his friends convinced him to go to a party, even though he despised them. Too many people around to mock him or worse, and it didn't help that "appropriate party wear" rarely included long sleeves. He looked in the mirror and sighed, staring at his blank wrists, pulling on some bracelets to cover them. He knew they would slide down, but it's better than nothing. He squared his shoulders and left.

The party was awful. Chandra knew no one there, and his friends had left and mingled and had fun or spent time with their mates. Debating whether or not to exit the party, he started looking for Kai, his best friend. "Hey! The party's great, right? Come meet my new friends?"

"Okay," he sighed.

"This is Luna, Iris, Kirsten, and Rohini." Kai gestured to each person. The last one, Rohini, was possibly the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? I'm so sorry, ignore me," he mentally smacked himself.

Stupid, you keep forgetting that you have no soulmate. Why torture yourself like this? Besides, she'll never like you now, especially with that pickup line.

He felt someone touch his arm, snapping him out of his thoughts. It was Rohini. She showed her wrist to him, and the flowing script said, "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"

"But, how? I thought I had no soulmate! Look!" he showed her his blank wrist.

She signed something to him, which made him realize that he had nothing on his wrist because his soulmate was Deaf, and the mark only recorded spoken words. "You're my soulmate?"

She nodded, and he hugged her while sobbing tears of joy. "I thought I'd never find true love."

They broke apart, and she signed while Luna interpreted for her. "I had always thought that no one would love me or want a Deaf girl as their soulmate. I thought that once they found out I was Deaf, they'd reject me. Thank you for proving me wrong."

"If someone had rejected you like that, they don't know what they're missing out. You aren't any less because you can't hear. People learn other languages for their mate, and if they can't be bothered to learn ASL to speak to you, they're wrong."

"Thank you," Rohini said, tears in her eyes.

"Hey man, we gotta go. My dad's here, and you're carpooling with me," said Nathan.

Chandra and Rohini quickly exchanged numbers, promising to see each other soon. He wished they could spend more time together, but they had the rest of their lives before them. He had never expected something like this to happen. Ever since he was born, everyone around him had immediately condemned him to never finding true love simply because of his blank wrist. There needs to be more visibility and acceptance of people who can't verbally speak or have blank wrists like him. The world was so cruel to those who are different, and he was so tired of it. They were the same as everyone else, and besides, there was no such thing as "normal."

"Did you say something?" he asked.

"Yes. I asked if you had fun at the party," said Mr.Holland.

He looked out the window and smiled, "Yeah. I did."

Mr.Holland smiled and focused on the road again. It was nice to see him smiling. He always seemed so sad and alone in the world. He wondered what had made him so happy but decided to leave it and enjoy his happiness.

Chandra looked up ASL classes near him and signed up for one. He intended to keep his promise to Rohini and learn ASL for her.

He entered his class, a private one-on-one with a tutor.

"Hello! My name is Jack, (signs the entire time they're talking, making sure to be slow, every time they speak). What's your name?"

"My name is Chandra. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too. Shall we get started?"

"Sure."

(basic ASL because I forgot.)

"Bye! See you tomorrow!" called Jack.

He signed goodbye (insert goodbye sign) and smiled. Maybe he can do this. Perhaps he can learn to help and accommodate Rohini. He was thinking about this when he got a text from a new number. (idk the signs for most of this)

R: Hello, this is Rohini. You probably don't remember me

C: Hey! Of course, I remember you! You're a hard one to forget

R: You sure?

C: Completely

R: It's okay if you say no, but would you like to go on a date?

C: Yes! Of course! Where do you want to go? There's this cafe I know nearby if you'd like

R: That sounds nice, and the name?

C: It's called the Roasted Bean Diner, and their scones are to die for

R: Sounds good. Are you free Friday night?

C: Yeah! Is it okay if I ask you a question?

R: Sure?

C: I started learning sign, so could you tell me how you'd prefer to communicate on the date? I'm probably not good enough yet to have a regular conversation.

R: Don't apologize. Thank you for learning it for me. For now, could we try texting if it's okay?

C: Sure! See you then!

He put his phone away with a smile. He never thought he'd get love like this, and he got to experience it. Now he finally did, and it was with such a wonderful person. Now, to make plans for a first date to remember.

Friday arrived, but not quickly enough. They both wanted it to come around so badly, so they could see each other again. No one at his school had seen him crack a smile, much less beam an entire week. She had done so much for him, even without knowing. The lessons had been going great, and he finished the introduction unit. Soon, if all goes well, he'd be fluent! He knew he was too optimistic and that things'll probably go wrong the way it always does. It was hard to think of that right now when he had a love for the first time. He prayed to the gods for this to be the first thing in forever to turn out better than he'd thought if such a thing was possible.

He arrived at the cafe and found a booth for them, away from the crowds.

C: I found us a booth in the back

R: Nearly there, thanks!

He looked up to see her smile and wave at him. He signed (hello), which made her face light up. His phone dinged

R: Thank you so much for learning it for me

He signed (you're welcome, nice to meet you again)

She giggled (nice to see you too. You look handsome)

He blushed (thanks, you look gorgeous)

She looked away, flustered.

(It's true (finger spelling?))

R: You sure?

C: Positive

Tearing up, she typed No one outside of my family has told me that.

He wiped her tears away. Then I'm going to tell you every day because you are.

R: Thank you

"What can I get you two lovebirds?" A waiter suddenly asked, startling them.

"I'll have a coffee, please."

Rohini pointed to a picture of a blueberry scone and a latte.

"I'll be back with your orders soon,"

C: Have you been here before?

R: Once or twice with my friends, what about you?

C: I come here pretty often. I, never mind, it's stupid.

R: What is it?

He sighed and flushed. I liked to play this game where I invented backstories for the people here.

R: That sounds fun! What do you think that lady over there is like? She gestured.

(Nice)

(C-H-A-R-M-I-N-G?)

The lady turned around and saw them signing. "Why are you waving your hands around and making gang signs, hmm? Speak like the rest of us. You've got mouths, so use them or get a hearing aid already! Just stop pretending!" She turned around and muttered about loveless pretenders who'll never get far in life like this and how they should fix it already.

Rohini started crying, trying to hide it but failing. Chandru moved closer to her and signed (H-U-G U?). She nodded. He held her close and rubbed her back, helping her calm down before he started to speak. Her sobbing had slowly gone down to a few tears running down her cheeks. The employees kicked out the lady for her comments and apologized to her. He typed out everything he wanted to say to her and sent it.

C: What she said wasn't true. She's a sad woman who tries to cancel their pain by taking it out on others. Her thoughts aren't valid. What matters is what you think of yourself, what you know is fundamentally true about yourself. She will regret saying this one day and don't let it affect you. A single misguided person is not going to change who you are. You're one of the strongest people I know, and nothing is going to change that.

R: Really?

He nodded, and she hugged him. They might be broken and imperfect, but they can help each other heal and go through it. After all, isn't that what true love is?

THE END

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fouralignments · 8 months

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#its up!!!#my writing #dadneto #erik lehnsherr #peter maximoff #quickson #charles xavier #cherik #stepdad! charles xavier #my writing <3

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honeysuckle-limeade · 2 years

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i wrote another fic!! scarian enjoyers come get y’all’s juice!!

(mind the tags, it's a bit suggestive)

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pawowogic · 1 year

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hey. after a uh. few months ive updated my body-swap burakhovsky fic.

#pathologic #my writing <3 #<--- new tag perhaps? im fucking around with it

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thefoxtrot008 · 7 months

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The Readers Blog

Alright, you guys, I am going to create a series of cliche scenes that happen in murder mysteries, because I can. I think it would be helpful in general, so yea!

Also, perhaps, in between each scene, I'll recommend a movie/tv show/ or book to read/watch, as a little treat too. Plus, as a bonus, sneak in a meme or two. (You can never have enough memes or books, in my opinion).

NOTE = All of the scenes will be written in second person point of view and will be random scenes. These scenes also might also not be edited half of the time? Imma wing it. Let's see where it goes.

*If anyone has any suggestions on other cliches that would be helpful too thanks?!* Alright, here's a scene to get us started!

You push the files aside and leaned forward, crossing your hands. You tilt your head and Sergeant Edgewaters shifted in his seat. "You know something. Something you're not telling us." You pause. "You were there at the crime scene, the night Sergeant Bilby died. You saw something, what did you see?" He crosses his arms and looks down.

Your partner shares a glance with you. "This is a murder investigation. You need to start talking, tell us everything you know! You know how these work, " She takes a photo out and slides it across the table. He doesn't even look at it.

"You killed him, didn't you?" His head immediately shoots up. "You killed him, you let my partner die, you got rid of the gun and tried to cover your ass!" She yells and her voice cracks. He flinches. She stands up and slams the table. She makes her way to the other side, inching ever so closely. She points at him. Sitting on the edge of the desk.

"I bet you that's why you were there to finish him off-"

"I didn't do that!" He shakes his head and scoots a bit away from her.

"Then tell us! Tell us why you were there the night he died!" You yell. He looks at you, then at your partner. He opens his mouth, but the door bursts open. He sighs in relief and you curse.

"Detectives," Commisser Olzeski states. All three of you stand up out of respect.

"Sir," You nod.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" He yells and you look down. "Where do you come off interviewing my police officers? Edgewaters!"

"Yes sir?" The Commissioner points to the door. "Get out of here and get back to work." He stands there. "Now!" He nods, grabs his hat and rushes out the door, closing it behind him.

You groan and grab all of your papers laying on the desk. He closes the door.

"You two better knock this shit off, understand?" He points between the two of you. You put your hands on your hips.

"Sir, you're going to have to be more descriptive than that."

"She's right. We get into a lot of shit now-" He gets right into your face. He glares, then growls.

"Interviewing my men. Knock it off," You take a step back. You nod and scratch your head. You nudge your partner.

"Sure, yea, I hear you." The captain roams around the room.

"These are good men, fine men, in a perfect town. I don't need you two ruining the reputation of this town!" Your partner rolls her eyes.

"I'm sick of everyone thinking that men are fine, good men when actually they're fucking-"

"Watch your language, detective." You shoot her a look, trying to get her to shut up.

"Not these men, detectives. I'm warning you. Stay the fuck away from my men." you raise your head.

"What do we do if we don't?" Your partner challenges and you cringe, wishing she hadn't had said that.

"Well, then, you're going to wish you've never been born." He hisses. Glaring at the two of you, he opens the door and leaves. Your partner shrugs, pulls out a chair, sits in it and puts their feet up on the desk.

"Eh. Jokes on him. I got nothing to worry about. I do that already." You sigh and sit down in a chair too. You run your hands through your hair and curse again.

"We have to start over," your partner drops her feet down.

"What? WE can't do that!" She abruptly stands up from her chair.

"We have to! We have no other choice!"

"No! I refuse to lay down. I won't stand for this. We were fucking right about the last case and we're fucking right about this one, this time! I know it!" She leans down. "They don't want us investigating because we're onto them." You shake your head and wipe your eyes.

"No," you yawn and your partner nods.

"Yes, we're right. You know it and I know it. Okay? That's why they had send me away. They're hiding something!" She huffs, crossing her arms. "We have to figure out what it is... We can't let Bilby die in vain." Her voice cracks and you cave. You nod.

"I agree, but with us on the case... he won't cooperate, you can be sure of that. We need a different angle to solve this case..." She claps her hands in excitement.

"Well, let's get started then." She opens the door, holding it to let you through. "Okay, so we lay out everything we know. Beginning to end. In that order." You pause for a moment. She gestures again. "Well, come on! Chop, chop! We don't have all day."

Grabbing your gear, you chuckle and rise. "Fine, but if we're starting over, we're gonna need a shit ton of coffee."

Word count: Idk, at least 3. :0

*This is the detectives trying to figure who killed their partner* (Bonus points to you if you know what show this is from!) :)

#murder mystery prompts #cliches #look at all of those chickens meme #my writing <3 #creative writing #deadloch show #inspiration #tada!#all done #you didn't ask but I delivered #death in paradise

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haikyuuhoo · 7 months

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Writing this simply because today is my birthday and I wanted to be selfish. Also it’s unedited bc I just got home and now I’m gonna go eat dinner <3

You let out a heavy breath as you step over the threshold into your apartment, your shoulders already aching from the weight of carrying around your backpack full of books all day. You drop your keys on the table by your front door and start to remove your bag.

It’s only Monday and you already feel exhausted just from the anticipation of the upcoming week. That, and the fact that the night before you’d gone out to dinner with a group of your friends to celebrate your birthday. Technically your birthday was today, but you were all so busy during the week that it was a hassle to be able to get everyone together at once. Plus, you never really cared all that much about celebrating your birthday, so you didn’t mind the fact that your only plans for tonight were to curl up on your couch with the book you’ve been reading. Really, it sounded like the perfect night in.

You start to head to your bedroom, ready to change into some more comfortable clothes, but movement in your kitchen catches your eye. Your heart nearly stops beating before you register the shock of white hair disappearing behind your pantry door. “Satoru?” you breathe, taking a step in the opposite direction you’d just been intending to go.

Your boyfriend peeks his head back out, and you catch the glint of his eyes over his sunglasses as he smiles at you. “Oh, you’re home already, traffic must’ve been light today!”

Your backpack falls to the floor with a thud as you rush over to him, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug. The little “oof” that Satoru lets out makes your heart flutter—the subconscious dropping of his infinity around you is never subconscious to you. “What are you doing here?” The words are muffled against his shoulder, and you feel yourself melt as he raises a hand to cradle the back of your head and pull you impossibly closer to him.

Gojo had been away for the past two weeks on missions and business, and wasn’t due to come back for another six days. It had momentarily saddened you that he wasn’t able to join you and your friends for dinner the night before, especially with how busy the two of you had been between him always away on missions and you always busy with grad school, but once you were there and enjoying the night it was out of your mind—plus, the money he’d Venmoed you to cover your bill more than made up for it.

“It’s your birthday, did you really think I was gonna miss it?”

You tilt your head back to look up at him, bringing your hands up to cup his cheeks. “But you’re supposed to be working,” you scold. “You know I don’t care when we celebrate.”

“And you know that I do.” He grins down at you. In the three years you had been dating, Satoru hadn’t let your birthday go by without doing something the day of, even if the proper celebration was moved to a more convenient time. “Now go get changed. I was trying to find something to make you dinner, but it looks like you haven’t gotten groceries in weeks.”

You feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment as you pull back slightly. “I know, I’ve just been—“

“—busy,” he hums and leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. “I know. I’ll just order something from that place you like and we can watch a movie or something. That sound okay?”

Your shoulders drop, some of the tension from the day fading away. “That sounds perfect,” you whisper, and you close the distance between you two to kiss him again.

Gojo’s hands drop to your waist, pulling you flush against him as your hands slip up into his hair.

“I’ve missed you,” you murmur.

Gojo leans his forehead against yours. “I’ve missed you too. ‘S why I couldn’t miss this.”

You smile, pressing one more quick kiss to his lips before pulling away to go change.

Gojo quickly places a delivery order for dinner before he waltzes over to your bedroom—it doesn’t even take him ten steps to cross the distance of your one-bedroom apartment—and leans against the doorframe.

“Admiring the view?” you tease as you pull a t-shirt over your head, your favorite pair of sweats already on as you turn to face him.

“Mmm, I was beginning to forget what it looked like,” he drawls.

You scoff and grab his hand, pulling him with you toward the couch. “Those pictures I sent you yesterday say otherwise.”

The grin that spreads over Gojo’s face is nearly blinding. “And I should’ve asked for more of them.” He stops walking, tugging you back against him and burying his face in the crook of your neck. “You looked so good, baby.” He presses kisses down your shoulder, and you can nearly feel him frown against you as he notices the tension there.

“I’m fine,” you insist before he can say anything, and you move away to go sit on the couch.

“Can’t believe they make you have so many books,” he huffs as he picks up your backpack from where you’d let it fall, instead setting it on the chair at the table where you normally do your homework.

You shrug, grabbing the remote and beginning to look for a movie for you two to watch. “How are those big textbook companies ever gonna make any money if they don’t make a new edition each year and force you to buy it instead of allowing you to get it cheaper from someone who took that class last year?” you quip, making Gojo snort as he sits next to you.

He wraps an arm around your shoulders, not even paying attention to the options on the screen as he lets his gaze settle on your face.

“You should let me give you a massage,” he says after a few minutes of silent scrolling, and you raise your eyebrows.

“Dinner and a massage? Gojo Satoru, you might just be giving me the best birthday yet,” you tease with a smile.

And he grins in return. “And I’m not done yet. Plus, who’s to say there’s nothing in it for me? I can’t very well give you a massage with your shirt on can I?”

The laugh you let out makes Gojo’s heart soar, and he brushes his fingers against the bare skin of your bicep as he watches you.

“You leave for two weeks and revert back to a desperate horny teenager, huh?”

“Emphasis on the desperate,” he says as he lifts you up in a fluid motion, carrying you back to your bedroom as your laughter fills the apartment.

Later, when you’re sitting between Gojo’s legs and eating dinner while you watch the movie you both picked, you tilt your head back to look up at him. “Thank you for coming home,” you whisper. It’s dark and you can’t see his eyes through his sunglasses, but you keep your gaze locked there anyway, feeling the way his eyes shift to look down at you.

He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. “No need to thank me. I’ll come home every year,” he promises, and you know by the way that he squeezes your hand that he means it.

#this is probably trash lol there was barely any effort put in to make it coherent it was simply vibes #literally the best birthday present would be Gojo Satoru standing in my kitchen but I don’t wanna be greedy #gojo fluff #gojo x reader #Gojo Satoru x reader #Gojo Satoru fluff #Gojo Satoru #jjk fluff #jjk x reader #my writing <3

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angel-bubbles · 1 year

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the hat rule

this has been a doozy and will definitely have multiple parts because i can't shut up about these fools but i needed to get this out into the world >:3 more coming i promise

read on ao3!!

David, Angel, Sam, and Darlin' are going out, sweet little moments ensue :)

Part One - David & Angel

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“It’ll be fun!” Angel’s voice echoed around the two of them as they dragged the end of the word out. David looked down at them skeptically which only caused their scheming smile to grow.

“I think our definitions of fun are different.”

Angel was leaning haphazardly against the wall of their bedroom pulling their beat up old cowboy boots on while David watched from the door. He hadn’t ever seen them in this outfit, to be honest he didn’t even know they owned boots like that. To his credit, Angel kept them in the back of the closet safely tucked away in a box so they wouldn’t get lost or tossed.

Once they got their jeans situated they popped up and walked over to the mirror, not missing the way David’s eyes followed them carefully.

They nodded in approval at the sight of their outfit before spinning on their now heeled foot to get a proper look at him. When they saw that he hadn’t moved even a little bit from his post in the doorway they threw their head back and groaned, giving him the best puppy dog eyes they could muster.

“Come on, I already told Sam you were coming!”

“Oh I know, you haven’t stopped talking about it all week.” Angel sighed and finally made their way towards him. His shoulders were stiff and his eyebrows furrowed, but when his eyes met with theirs there was a certain softness in them. They took a few steps and wrapped their arms around his neck, staring up to meet his gaze.

“If you really don’t want to go, you don’t have to. I know it’s not really your thing.” They said softly. “I can always say something came up. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything.” David sighed at their reassurance, letting the stiffness from his shoulders loosen as he gently placed his hands on their hips.

“It’s not that I don’t want to go I just-” He cut his sentence off with a frustrated growl and shook his head. “I don’t know any of the fancy dances or anything. I’m gonna look stupid.”

Angel smiled knowingly at the confession and leaned up on their toes, placing a reassuring kiss to his lips. His grip on their sides tightened holding their foreheads together even after their lips had separated.

“You think Tank knows the dances?” Their voice was lilted with laughter but they managed to hide it as they imagined the two wolves fumbling around on the dance floor. David’s eyebrows furrowed again and he pulled his face back from theirs so he could properly look at them.

“They’re actually coming?” The disbelief in his voice caused Angel to laugh for real this time, but they nodded their head, only causing David to blink owlishly at them, seemingly at a loss for words. “How the hell did you two manage that?”

Angel shrugged and carefully pulled themself away from him, grabbing his hand in the process and pulling him with them. He easily followed, letting his mate lead him into their shared walk-in closet. Really, if he didn’t want to follow them he could have easily stayed put, but he liked to humor them from time to time.

“Sam did all the heavy lifting on that one. Plus, I might have let it slip that you had already agreed.” David scoffed a little, dropping their hand as they started digging through his side of the closet.

“Mmm, and when exactly did I agree?” Angel turned with a hanger in their right hand and a pair of blue jeans in their left as they smiled their trademark shit-eating grin and shrugged their shoulders again.

“Right now.”

David laughed at their expression and shook his own head as he took the clothes from their outstretched hands.

“That took you all of two seconds, you snot.”

“I’ve been picturing it all week.”

Their words had him raising an eyebrow over at them only to find them rummaging through the closet again. He slowly changed,very aware of the feeling of Angel’s eyes on him as he did so.

“I know you’re watching, perv.” He said over his shoulder, only to be met with a small laugh from the depths of the closet.

“I know.” They called, only causing his smirk to widen as he pulled on the black shirt. He glanced in the mirror before finding his mate digging around through their clothes.

“Don’t people wear like, I don’t know, flannels and shit to these things?” Angel peeped their head out of the corner they were digging in and let their eyes roam their mates body. David felt his ears warm up from the look in their eyes alone but simply quirked an eyebrow at them.

Once their eyes met his own again their cheeks were also flushed, clearly forgetting he had even said anything. He laughed a little, trying to hide the butterflies he had in his own stomach as he crossed his arms across his chest. “Head out of the gutter, trouble maker.”

His words seemed to snap Angel out of their trance and they shook their head and bit their lip to hide their smile.

“Um-” They paused to clear their throat which only caused David’s smirk to grow tenfold, but Angel quickly found their confidence again, playing off the whole interaction like it was nothing.

“Sometimes, yeah. A lot of people will be wearing them and if you want to you can. But, it’s gonna get hot in there. And you already look hot in that.” They said matter-of-factly. David hummed in response, still noting the warmth in their skin but opting to not mention it as they go back to rummaging through their closet. After a few more minutes of watching them destroy their closet he grumbles under his breath, taking wide strides to stop them from their frenzy.

“What could you possibly be looking that hard for?” Angel spun and looked up at him with a frown sitting on their lips.

“I was hoping I had my old hat. I uh, let’s say I borrowed it for simplicity's sake.” They were talking animatedly with their hands, the way they did when a story would devolve into a hundred other stories at once but David couldn’t help cutting in.

“You stole it?”

“I didn’t steal it per say, but you know the hat rule. And I was in college, took it off some dude’s head and he uh. He let me keep it.” They wore a proud smile on their face and David found himself groaning out loud.

“You were gonna wear some old fling’s hat?” He said incredulously to which Angel’s smile only grew and they shook their head.

“No. I was gonna make you wear it.” Their tone was light and easy but David felt his eyebrows shoot upwards at the idea. Only to then be surrounded by their laughter as he walked away from them.

“As much as I would love that,” he said, sarcasm dripping from his voice, “I’ll pass.”

“Davey,” they said, dragging the end of his nickname out. They didn’t follow him in to the main portion of their bedroom though, still staring confusedly up at the looming shelves of their closet. “I swear I had it when we moved.”

The words were spoken under their breath but he found himself wracking his own brain for any memory of a hat. How had they managed to live together for over two years and he didn’t know they had an entire get up just sitting in the closet?

When Angel finally re-emerged from the closet they did so with a sigh, their body sagging in disappointment. David watched as they came and slumped down onto the bed next to him, plopping their head onto his broad shoulder.

“Is there a reason you need this mysterious hat?” He said, subtly leaning into the warmth their smaller body exuded. They did their best to shake their head given the position the two were sitting in, their frown cementing on their mouth.

“You’d just look really hot in a cowboy hat.”

Their words were spoken like it was a known fact, and not them proclaiming his level of attractiveness. The gall of it pulling a laugh that resembled a snort from him.

“Mhm. Is that so?” Angel nodded before pulling their head up, straightening their spine again.

“I had a whole vision.”

“One that included your ex’s old hat.” He deadpanned, only causing Angel to laugh in response.

“Technically not my ex,” David glared in their direction, causing their smile to grow tenfold, “but, I guess yes. In my defense I don’t see any other hats sitting around here!”

“I could ask Sam if he had an extra hat for you but… you know the rule.” Angel said and there’s a smug glint in their eyes that causes the heat to climb up David’s neck again.

“Jesus– you are a menace you know that?” But his words were met with a shit-eating grin and he shook his head in disapproval.

Finally popping up from their spot on the bed they straightened their shirt, extending their hands to David, pulling him to stand in front of them. They wordlessly placed a kiss on his cheek before leaving him standing there, watching them walk out of their room.

Emphasis on watching them leave, entranced by their retreating figure. He would have to be sure they didn't shove those pants back into whatever corner they were hiding in after tonight.

Sighing he willed himself to move, making his way to the closet. He had boots, a pair that was absolutely beat to hell and back and pulling them on confirmed that they were definitely on their last leg. His dad wore them everywhere and though David had outgrown every other thing he had left behind, the old boots still fit perfectly.

Growing up he had asked his father a million and one times why he wore boots, and his father had dodged the question a million and two times. Now David thinks he just didn’t have an answer, no real reason why he did. Hell, if someone came up to David and asked him why he wore the shoes he did he wouldn’t have an answer. Because they’re practical?

Were cowboy boots practical? Did Gabe find them practical? Even wearing them now he found it hard to believe his dad found comfort in them. Maybe it was because they weren’t his own, but they felt foreign to him, like he wasn’t meant to be wearing them at all.

He found Angel in the kitchen, perched on the counter with a half eaten apple in one hand and their phone in the other. Their feet were swinging a little as they bit into the fruit, not noticing David’s presence.

Though they must have seen his figure approaching them because they looked up just as he settled himself between their dangling legs. Their eyes practically twinkled when they looked up at him, gently placing their food and their phone down on the counter.

“Tank has an old hat you can wear.” They lifted their arms to settle on his shoulders, shamelessly looking his body up and down, reveling in how much they liked that shirt on him. He hummed in acknowledgement before tipping their chin up and quickly claiming their lips with his own.

The air was thick as his hands traveled up and down their body while theirs got lost in his hair, holding him close. The kiss lasted a lot longer than it should have, his lips trailing down the curve of their jaw and latching onto their neck both losing track of time.

“We’re gonna be late.” Angel’s words were breathless as they finally gave in and guided David’s head to be level with their own again. His hair mussed and his pupils dilated as he smirked down at them watching the way their own face flushed with heat.

“Tank’s version of ‘on time’ is 45 minutes late.” He said simply causing them to laugh and gently pushing him away from them.

“But Sam’s version is at least 15 minutes early, maybe they’ll meet in the middle.” David hummed again, helping Angel down from the counter.

“My Angel, actually worried about being on time? Are you sure you're feeling okay?” The small smile curved at his lips as Angel balanced on their toes and fixed his hair back to how he liked it. Or as best as they could. They were certain he would fix it all over again once they got in the car.

“I’m excited! I haven’t gone dancing in a long time.”

“Mhm, you’re just excited to watch me make a fool of myself.” Angel beamed up at him as they regained their balance on their feet feigning innocence.

“Well not just you. I’m excited to see Tank too.”

David watched as Angel scurried out to the car after their comment, laughing to themself. He couldn’t help but feel a smile lining his own mouth as he watched them.

“You’re such a shithead.” He muttered under his breath, quickly snagging his keys out of the bowl on the counter and following them out the door.

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redacted davey #my writing <3 #happy finals week from me #which means summer bubbles #which MEANS #more regular updates hehe #so here #i can post this in good conscience #boy oh boy the next little chapter?? are these chapters??#making me giggle #anyways i love them #also first fic with parts???#who is she #also listen i KNOW it isn't steamy but i have never in my life written anything physical and these homies literally kiss #who woulda thunk it

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