May 19, 2021
Commission for a friend (whom I cannot tag...) by Maegraeth
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Commission for a friend (whom I cannot tag...) by Maegraeth
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Anonymous asked: Who are some of your favorite people on your dash every day and why?
‘Ello, nonnie.
Pretty much everyone I follow can be counted as a “favourite person” but I’ll tag all the people whose chats I have up on the side of my screen because otherwise this post will end up longer than my combat analysis (I know, I know, I haven’t posted it yet and it’s been months).
I may have wrongly assumed some pronouns here so please let me know and I will fix them asap. 💙
Scorn
Reno ducks his head as Verdot lets him have it. “RENO, WHAT THE FUCK!!! THOSE CHOPPERS AREN’T CHEAP!!” “....Oops?” This was apparently the wrong thing to say because Verdot went off on him for another thirty minutes. Reno recalled the saying, ‘Hell Hath no Fury Like a woman scorned’ and snickers at the mental image of Verdot and his yeti legs in a yellow sun dress.
Instant Regret.
He thought Verdot was mad before? He had Reno half cowering in the corner. He’s never snickering in front of Verdot again, holy SHIT.
@shutupreno
“There’s some coffee left in the pot.”
She’s still not used to him being here-- and honestly, has slept like crap since he returned, afraid she’ll wake up to an empty bed unexpectedly again.
It’s really messing with her, if Xu is forced to admit it out loud. She picks up her mug, and drains the last of it. Damn.
“Wait, hold on, I’ll make a fresh pot.” Up, out of her chair, reaching past Reno before he can pick up the carafe that’s been sitting on the burner for at least an hour at this point. Long enough for her to get through the entire morning paper.
She digs for a fresh filter, dumps a pile of grounds in it, pours the last of the old coffee into her mug and fills the brewer with water from the tap. The coffee maker, at least, works without issue, coming to life once she presses the brew button.
“If you want breakfast, I can make some eggs...I don’t know what’s left in the fridge. I haven’t gone to the store lately.”
@shutupreno continuing from here
[text] In that case I guess I will dispose it.
[text] Could be contaminated.
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Reno wanders in, trying not to radiate lonliness and failing. His smile is every bit as broad as usual, his hands spread as wide as usual. But he hopes that Tseng will let him the little bit closer. He hopes that his mask is firmly in place. He reaches to steal Tseng's pen, by way of gaonoy attention
Sharp dark eyes glance up at the theft of his pen, a sigh leaving his lips as he pushes back from his desk to give the redhead his full attention. Immediately he notes that something is...off. Sure to the casual observer nothing might seem out of character, but to Tseng the smile was just a bit too wide, and the eyes perhaps a bit too bright. “Is everything alright Reno?”
𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 \ sentence starter pack, i. || {closed}
@shutupreno said:
"I'm not leaving you here."
"...think you might need to," Reeve says quietly. The leg's definitely broken. "I'll only slow you down."
❓ for a weird, fever dream
Send one to see one of my character’s dreams…
Staring at the taller man, Tifa smirks in smugness. Sephiroth, on the other hand, is looking pretty frustrated, much to her amusement. “I told you -- my bust is bigger and better!”
“But I have pecs of steel. STEEL. See?” Sephiroth retorts, pulling open his jacket to show off his upper chest. Tifa is only amused, laughing as she rolls her eyes.
A beat later, both her and Sephiroth are yelling for Cloud to pick who has the better bust. The blond looks embarrassed as hell, watching them like they were completely insane. “Uh...”
“I vote for Tifa! They’re squishier!” Yuffie’s voice can be heard.
“Seph’s can lay the smackdown, though!” Zack’s voice counters.
“Put it to a goddamn vote!” Cid’s hollars, while Cloud facepalms.
Now, there’s a panel of judges, made up of Aerith, Reno, Barret, Scarlet, and Cait Sith. Both Tifa and Sephiroth pose, ready for their scores...