#nicoroni

I mean:

*hair flick* When you already have genetically engineered sibling-children you don’t need remnants ~ Genesis, probably

(Bonus points if the ficlet is Halloween themed!)

"What, nothing festive? B-or-ing."

Rufus flicked a look up over his paperwork. "And why should I?" he said, affecting casual. Reshuffled his report and leaned back slowly in his chair. Looked Reno up and down. The white shirt of his suit had been swapped out for a cherry red, still just as sloppy, and tiny horns peeked out from his hair. "You're clearly festive enough for the both of us. Has Tseng signed off on that?"

Reno rolled his eyes, coming over to lean his ass on the edge of Rufus' desk. Right on his next report. "Who cares what that stick thinks? It's Halloween, you're the boss, and I'm tryin' to get some candy."

Rufus hummed, letting the blatant challenge slide, more interested in the thin devil's tail snaking from Reno's slacks and across his desk like some impudent pet begging for attention. How predictable.

"If you're not careful, Reno," Rufus said, almost bored, as he curled the thin silicone around his fingers, "someone might think you were begging for something else." Flicked a look up, unblinking, until a tell-tale red suffused across Reno's skin. "Use that tone again, and you may find this toy around your neck."

Reno swallowed. Smiled sharp. "Trick or treat, boss."

Is it wrong that this makes me feel a tad smug?

Trick or treat!!!!

This isn't a ship but something about Zack's Halloween Ever Crisis puppy dog look.

get off my lawn before we both get arrested

It was supposed to be a joke. And it was. For a while.

It's not a joke anymore, not with Zack sprawled across Angeal's lap, his mesh shirt rucked up so Angeal can rub slow and indulgent patterns across his stomach. Gentle fingertips massage in, drag along the trail of hair, play with the button on his pants.

His other hand runs through Zack's hair, rubbing around the base of the hound ears in a teasing mockery that makes Zack's brain stupid.

He wants to ask for more. For something... more. But the collar heavy across his throat keeps all speech locked in his chest. He isn't sure he's going to make it to the company costume party. Not like this. Maybe not... when he could have this instead.

"Tell your dog to get off the furniture," Genesis snips.

"His dog bites," Sephiroth warns.

"Yeah Gen, careful," Zack taunts, grinning and flashing plastic fangs. Bites at the air in his direction.

Angeal's hand sweeps lower, praise and a warning in one, and Zack arches into it without thought, arousal ringing hot in his ears, as he holds Genesis' eyes.

I see you have somehow seen into my wip notes file 😂😂😂🤝 :

Reno: You know I’m still a Turk right? Like, spotting a liar is kind of my job. Genesis: You must be busy. Everyone lies. R: Yes they do. G: I don’t like it when you’re insightful. It’s off-putting stop it. R: Hey man, what can I say, I’m not just a pretty face. I contain multitudes. G: I never would have expected it. R: Rookie move Red. G: Hmmm. So. Are you flirting with me to try and gain the upper hand? R: What me? Never. G: We’ve never crossed that bridge, you and I. Frankly I’ve never even considered doing that with you. R: First time for everything. G: I’m coming to that conclusion. Seduction as a tactic is an art Reno. Do you have what it takes to see it through all the way to completion? R: -gulp- G: I could show you a trick or two if you like. I used to be quite good at it in my heyday you know.

So yeah. Now they're making out I guess.

Life with a princess-baby husky. Well, I mean it’s never boring lolllll Evie is actually our second husky, so I was slightly more prepared for the insanity this time around. But it’s basically like living with an opinionated tornado that also screams at you for no reason (that you can work out anyway), wants to snuggle but also gnaw on your hand, uses the furniture as her own personal trampoline to navigate the house (floors, apparently, are for suckers) and thinks all food is her food. Also the cat is her nemesis and should never at any point be allowed to sit on any lap in the house.

All laps are EVIE laps.