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Guilt burned in the back of his throat as she apologized. She thought that she'd hurt him and apologized for it, but he was the one who'd done something wrong. He was lying to her. That never usually bothered him. He didn't put himself in a position when it would. Asphodel didn't interact with their fans. He wasn't out there talking to anyone as Skotos, and he didn't talk to fans as Zack either. The beauty of their anonymity was the ability to keep to himself, to not be gawked at and to simply be able to exist when he was up in the world above.

But then came Maggie. She was so open with him. She shone so brightly and was unafraid to be vulnerable and trust a stranger. Maggie was just so...good. And he was lying to her. About something that she loved. And she was apologizing to him? She thought she was in the wrong? She was giving him the option to leave their little bubble? "No, you- Maggie-" he moved closer to her again and captured her lovely face in his hands, the face that had enchanted him when he'd been on stage and watched her through his mask. As he looked down at her, he was tempted to just tell her. If he was the only one who'd be affected, he knew that he would. He was so tempted to show her every piece of him. Zack, Skotos, Zagreus- he wanted her to know all of them in that moment, but his choices could affect the rest of the band. He couldn't do that to them.

A part of him wished she would just figure it out.

"You didn't hurt me. Don't apologize. You- Maggie, you did nothing wrong." He shook his head and dropped one hand to her waist to guide her nearer to him again. "We're not going anywhere." This was the closest he'd been able to get to her answer to his question in such a short amount of time. He wanted to get closer though. Maybe he could. "What's your life like? I want to know everything about you."

[basslinegrave]

a bunch of my dude cosplay photos

some less serious but im posting all that i like. just a costest so plenty of edits, i didnt have my wig edges attached properly here. and with earbuds in (and bad front camera quality)

[altocat]

I may not be able to create fanart, but I can (and will!) find other ways to show my appreciation for beautiful gems in this world <333

~

Thank you for bringing this masterpiece of a fic into existence!

Thank you for making my nights so special w/uploads, for giving me something to look forward each day during such a tumultuous time!!

Thank you for crafting such breathtaking scenes, gut-wrenching emotions, and incredible characterizations of the entire CC gang!!

Thank you for being such a legend to me <333

Always wanted to give something back for all the joy (and delicious PAIN) fic brought me, and it finally struck me today how I could do that <3333 Thank you once again for all your masterful work, friendo!!! This fandom is blessed to have an author like you!!!

Much love,

a lil’ Pichu 💖⚡️🐁

OMG PICHUUUUU I LOVE THIS SO MUCH ASEDRFGHNGFDS THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOUUU

I'm gonna put this in the fic. I'll figure out a place for it. You were the very first reader and reviewer for AMT and I think that should be known. And it was your unfailing kindness and support that convinced me to keep going, and to eventually join this community. Thanks so much for that. And thanks so much for being you.

[mementomoriwithacherryontop]

Warmth and Fuzzies for ALL on DBDA Cast Appreciation Week

This intrepid poster kindly thought to reach out to Beth (DBDA co-showrunner) thanking her for work on Dead Boy Detectives.

And not only did she see it. She responded. And turned right around and expressed the creatives' gratitude for all of us. ❤️

And Zack, one of the writers on the show, jumped in on the love-fest.

I am so glad the cast and creatives felt our love this week. Thank you to every single person who participated in DBDA Cast Appreciation Week. Thank you to every single person who continues to support the show in whatever way they can.

They feel our love. And looking at Beth's response, they are grateful to our not-so little fandom for loving what they've made, and for fighting to bring it back.

What we do matters, y'all.

And I'm grateful to our not-so-little fandom. We are welcoming and kind. We are inclusive and encouraging and creative (and by "we being creative", I mean YOU all. I consume your art, weep, grin, cheer, and happily repost or comment like it's my second job. That's my role here.) We are, collectively, deeply passionate about this show.

So on the the tail-end of this DBDA Cast Appreciation week, let me just express how deeply appreciative I am to every single person participating in this fandom.

Thank you.

[fairlyxlocal]

@sacredflorist

zack goes from a crouch to sprawling out on the ground. life is hard. he tilts his head back and growls dramatically.

"this day has been so long. longer than my---" he just got a lecture on language.

[meanderes]

at the buttcrack of dawn probably, break room @ the links

feat. @4tide (chanel)

“early  morning  shifts  will  be  the  death  of  me,  i  can  feel  it  in  my  soul…”  he  groans  as  soon  as he sees it’s  chanel.  his  head  cradled  between  his  hands,  zack’s  usual  cheery  expression is  nowhere  to  be  found.  “i  don’t  understand  why  boss  likes  to  schedule  me  so  early.  do  you  think  it’s  a  ploy  to  siphon  away  my  youth?”

[albino-parakeet]

The “listened exclusively to classical music as a kid to Rock/Metal enjoyer” pipeline is so real.

I say as I point to myself and Ben Pincus

[tredispade-a]

@phantasiiae ( zack & seph )

Originally, Sephiroth had intended to stay in the local inn the nights spent in Zack's home village. Or, one night, as it would turn out to be. However, soon after going back to Zack's home after Sephiroth's moment of overwhelming feelings and being so wholesomely welcomed back and welcomed to stay the night, he couldn't refuse.

Though it was a bit of back and forth over where Seph should sleep. Zack was more than willing to give up his bed to sleep on the floor or couch, or bring out an old spare mattress to lay out in the living room for the General. But Seph didn't want Zack sleeping on the floor either. Ultimately, Sephiroth made the executive decision to move aside Zack's old childhood bed and make a pallet of the mattresses and blankets right on the floor.

They were SOLDIERs after all. A night on the floor really wouldn't hurt.

However, Seph wasn't prepared for the sudden... intimacy the placement would bring. They would be laying mere inches from each other and he wasn't entirely recovered from their closeness on the bridge. He could still feel the warmth of Zack's hand on his shoulder.

Seph sat cross-legged on 'his' side of the bedding, already dressed in a black fitted t-shirt and sweatpants to sleep in. A few hairties around his wrist and a hairbrush in his hand. He had debated over going to the bathroom to tend to his hair, but he also didn't want to hold up the single bathroom either. So then he'd have to do it in front of Zack.

Somehow that was a lot more embarrassing than anything else.

"I... have a few nighttime rituals I have to do before bed, I apologize if its a bother." He peered down at his hands in his lap, already he hand his long sliver hair over one shoulder. His hair didn't tangle, per se. But he did have to put it up or else it got everywhere.

"Having obnoxiously long hair has its annoyances sometimes." He'd mutter, more to himself than out loud.

[sakurarisen]

“ look at me. “

Send 'Look at me' to re-catch Sera's attention in tense moments!

The smell was unmistakable. The eerie quiet, the overbearing tension... The trip was supposed to be routine. Go out, look around the edge of the jungle, make sure things were quiet. Step out into the drier, desert-like terrain past its edge and make sure Shinra hadn't followed him - There was no risk to the village, nor to her family, nor to him. He could settle at the village's edge for as long as he needed and desired, and they'd have nothing to worry about past the villagers in Gongaga, and their reaction to the former SOLDIER living so close to them after the reactor's explosion.

It was supposed to be routine - Not stumble across a small, former battlefield at the jungle's edge. Not the bloodshed staining the grass and plant life, or the remains tucked away under oversized plants. Shinra, mercenaries, just a fight between rival factions from elsewhere in the world, Sera couldn't tell... And in that moment, she couldn't even have told her companion her own name if he'd asked. The sight was a horrifying one, prompting her to grab her bow and ready herself in case to cause of it all still lingered in the area. Gongaga needed protecting - Shayan needed protecting - and she was more than willing to fight for that safety... Just as much as her stomach was ready to empty itself at the sight, horror rushing through her and quickly squashing her ability to think.

The familiar sting of tears burned her eyes before her vision blurred, breathing slowly growing short, but heavier as air refused to find its way into her lungs. The smell was suffocating, the view terrifying, the air itself around the pair oppressive, honey colored eyes drifting from spot to spot, every logical, clear thought fleeing the blonde's head. She'd had no time to prepare and no reason to think such a thing could be in their path; it was a common thing in the world Shinra had been growing and trying to control for so many years, and yet it was still enough to put an absolute stop to Sera's everything and turn her stomach. No training could ready herself for the crimson stains marking the grass just feet from her boots-

"-era-"

She could feel her blood running cold, stomach sinking, then raising, threatening to-

"Look at me."

It wasn't the words to break through her muddled mental state, but the touch, fingers gripping her chin with a strong but surprisingly gentle grip and turning her head to the side, then up. A gasp left her lips only a second before her gaze landed on Sephiroth's face, the familiar handsome features clearly unbothered by the battlefield, but his eyes... There was concern in them, she realized, his expression almost... Soft, though she wasn't sure such a word could fit a soldier who had seen more than his fair share of fighting and bloodshed if she spoke it.

"Look. At. Me."

The repeated command was surprisingly soft, and a moment later, her bow slipped from her loosening grip, dropping to the ground by her feet. Forming, budding tears took his presence, comforting and familiar, as permission to break free and roll down her cheeks in a rush, and while embarrassment was quick to set in over her reaction, it was quickly pushed aside by the flood of thoughts and emotions finally broken free from the wall her anxiety and panic had pushed them behind.

He was a SOLDIER - Or had been, at least. This was a common sight for him, one she wasn't sure if it even bothered him anymore. He'd caused such scenes in the past, she was sure, and yet it was that same man she was staring at through a blurred gaze, lips parting to try and tell him she was okay, then pressing back together when nothing came out. All for the best, probably; she was far from 'okay', even marginally so, and if her stomach settled, that was the most she could ask for.

And in that moment, she couldn't find anything other than thankfulness among the panic and nausea for his touch. She'd later realize he'd used himself as a distraction, that he'd seen her breaking down before she'd even realized it, done what he could to snap her from her panic attack using the same tried and true method of touch to ground herself she often used on her own, and even wonder if he'd done it from seeing her do so so many times in the years they'd known each other. She'd later thank him and apologize, express how grateful she was he was there and how grounding he was just by being there-

But in that moment, she'd give his expression one final search before she stepped forward, wrapping her arms around him and hiding her face against his chest to sob.

[dreaming-notsleeping]

Sometime back probably in July I posted about not wanting to start a new ball of yarn in the middle of lacework (well, who would?). Looks like I just about won at yarn chicken

So that's the body and one arm finished, one more sleeve and all the edging still to do before next spring. Oh no, however will I do it in time 😏

Actually, doing the edging is a bit worrisome, as I have to pick up stitches, 3 out of every four along the front and all of them along the collar (between the bright pins).

During the Olympics I wanted to work on something that I didn't have to think about, so I made the Auf Zack scarf and Lyden hat.

Also, I was stung by a bee, and my arm swelled up.

Afterwards, I went back to the 204 Threaded Cables Throw. This needs 8 repetitions of the main pattern of 40 rows; I had previously stopped at 4 reps, and in September I added one more.

Lastly, a couple of weeks ago I started the Summer's Lease top, knitted bottom-up in the round, with a border of seed stitch, in a dark blue sparkly yarn. Hoping to get this one done in time for our work's Christmas meal, but there's talk of it being at the end of November, so it's a race against time.

[astrummorte-m]

@zodiac--muses for gwen and zack. sc.

"I... I know I'm the last person you probably want to see, but I thought I should pop by - have a little chat. Especially since Aryin's been... acting very strangely. At least for us. Would you like to know a couple of good things about our family...?"

[solbound]

@phantasiiae ( count )

Soleil hummed softly in response as he put away his tools. Now satisfied with his work. He hadn't played with makeup in a long while. It was nice to know that he wasn't as rusty as he thought. He'd given Zack a subtle glamorous look. With blush, dark lashes, and a dusty brown to make Zack's beautiful skyblue pop. Along with a small smattering of shimmery glitter. And a little bit of gloss to soften his lips.

"I spent an entire year living in Wall Market. I stumbled my way into the drag queen community there and they taught me how to do makeup and hair." Said said with fondness in his tone. Sometimes he really missed his friends and wondered how they were. "I then just kinda always dressed up and immersed myself in the style of dress. It helped hide who I was, since I really didn't want to be found at the time."

Soleil reached out then, taking hold of both of Zack's hands to pull him up, then dragged him towards the bathroom with a wide grin on his face.

"Come look. You look absolutely devastating. Next we'll have to find you something nice to wear to match."

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Can I ask you... BEFORE Crisis Core, how did Sephiroth in your sephcanons feel about Zack? How did Sephiroth treat Zack whenever they interact, as he was Angeal's pupil? Like, I can't see Sephiroth disliking Zack as much as Genesis did, and he DID save Zack from Ifrit back then. After the whole Angeal and Genesis thing, how did the dynamics between Sephiroth and Zack develop as Zack eventually became a 1st Class SOLDIER? Like, even before Angeal's death, we've seen in Crisis Core that Zack and Sephiroth got along, so how about in A Monster's threads?

In AMT, Sephiroth was silently jealous about Zack since he took time away from Angeal. And it wasn't until after Angeal left that he and Zack actually begin to form a bond. It wasn't as if Seph outright hated him--he just didn't like that Angeal was starting to dote on Zack the way he'd once doted on Sephiroth. But he and Zack do end up becoming relatively good friends in AMT, arguably more than they did in CC.

However, taking that out of the way, I personally think Sephiroth was either indifferent to Zack or maybe even had an initial fondness for him due to him reminding Sephiroth so much of a young Angeal. Sephiroth is a little prickly towards him at the beginning of Crisis Core, but also seems to easily trust Zack's word and permit Zack the privilege of challenging him. He's very patient with Zack throughout CC. He probably felt some kinship with Zack due to their mutual bond with Angeal. Maybe he even felt partially responsible for Zack's welfare and training, as we did see that brief clip of him training Zack one on one.

[painofhumanity]

@queenxvixens gets a starter (because I said so)

After (almost literally) running into his dad, Zack wound up being taken to S.T.A.R. Labs. While he hadn't told The Flash everything, he'd revealed enough for him to know that the boy had nowhere to go. He was already walking on eggshells and doing his best not to reveal too much about his background, and Zack thought he was doing a pretty good job keeping a lid on things.

Until Iris showed up. A star reporter in his time, and also just an insanely intuitive person in his experience, he knew he wasn't going to be able to hide anything for long. That didn't mean he still wasn't gonna try to lie his ass off.

"Are-- Are you okay? You're just. . .staring. At me, and the- the, um, Flash guy."

[fairlyxlocal]

@geraniumplant

"--- they had me running laps... just to tire me out?" he tilts his head to the side.

"it didn't work."

[meanderes]

afternoon, some random garden

feat. @verrdure

“you’ve  got  to  say  his  name.  stupid  little  man  only  eats  when  you  say  his  name,”  zack  nods  towards  the  only  pigeon  not  feasting  on  the  crumbs.  “or  wait…  does  that  make  him  smart?”