Second in Command

A timeline-flexible Reno roleplay and cosplay blog. Check the "About" under More for information. Excuse the dust as I finish up the last of my reports. For the record, I'm a fantastic influence.

[wyldes]

#SWAG

[mooonjellies]

David Doubilet

[theshinraheir]

💕 (Because don't think I didn't hear that little comment, yo. And I am going to take the offer.)

“Reno.” Rufus greeted with his face turned away, quickly walking past the redhead who’s feet were up on the table. Wet tissue was enough to get rid of the lipstick smears, and Rufus found his nerves calming a little when the scent of coffee filled the kitchenette. Making sure it was all gone, Rufus turned back to look at Reno - Only to find the Turk almost face to face with him, and Rufus froze, staring as Reno looked intensely at him - ‘til he smiled wickedly. Then a gloved hand grabbed the front of Rufus’ shirt and pulled him forward to close the distance between them. 

This kiss however, was not quite forced but held longer, making Rufus anticipate the whole gesture even more, and you’d think he’d have pushed someone off by now - but Reno of all people? At least it’s a guy this time, Odin’s sake. Then Rufus was snapped back to his senses as he felt a sharp nip to his bottom lip, and heard a door close quickly - Shit had someone seen them - ?! Reno lingered, nose to nose with Rufus, and gave a smirk that only infuriated the blond, “Thanks for the offer.”Until he then broke the distance once more between them, letting go of Rufus’ shirt like he was dropping a glass, and Rufus almost did fall. Reno swung slowly on his heel, hand sliding into his pockets and walked out of the kitchenette, utterly pleased with himself. Rufus, hands on the counter to keep himself steady, could only stare at the Turk’s back in sheer indignation, until he simply snapped out the first thing that came to mind: §

“This is not a way to ask for a raise!” 

[dogoftheturks-blog]

"Who said I wanted a raise?" Came the return call, voice full of mirth. Reno smirked to himself all the way down the hall, tempted to whistle. Rufus shouldn't have made that comment when he made a passing comment about those flame throwers-- he should have known better. It was an outright invitation to put a crack in Rufus's mask of reserve and calm.

Of course he waited to be last. Always save the best for last, right?

[yutakororo]

R

[deanwincherter]

[oldfilmsflicker]

The best of The Mayhem Guy from the Allstate commercials

okay, but where is, “I’M THE SMARTEST RACCOON I KNOW”

[jumblejo]

[professor-sweetpea]

better

[chronic-cat-lady]

Okay good i didn’t want to reblog this without the racoon one

[kitsch-bitchh]

the raccoon one tho

[sweetmrvitriol]

Favorite commercial thing.

[dogoftheturks-blog]

This is me.

[girlwhoreading]

He looked good, like sin in a suit.

Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely  (via latentcrim)

[lovelysuggestion]

treat yourself like you would treat your favorite character

[runningwolf62]

As a fanfiction author I think this is a bad idea.

[dogoftheturks-blog]

[ooc] For the crystal prompts: Abalone -- Agate -- Apatite -- Nebula Stone -- Quartz

Abalone: What kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

Emotional intimacy. If a Turk, or Rufus, starts talking about how they feel about Reno, or about whatever sort of bond they have, Reno’ll freeze up and, more likely than not, try to escape the situation. He’s never learned how to acknowledge his own emotions, much less someone else’s (unless he is exploiting them), and facing them is not something he does well. Reno also harbors tremendous guilt over Zack’s death and the fall of the Sector 7 Plate. He can pretend to shrug off the Plate around the others (Rude excluded), but mention Zack, and he’ll go very quiet.

Agate: how my muse calms down

It depends on his emotional state, but most issues can be resolved with sparring. A long day at work? He’ll sit on the couch with Rude, drink a beer, and watch television or a movie. Frustrated and irritated? A night out drinking, sex, sparring, or sometimes he’ll just sit down and demand that someone (frequently Elena; she’s easy to talk to) play with his hair while he complains. If his emotions have built up and he snaps (rare, but happens), the only thing that will calm him down is a fight, one another Turk will instigate to wear him down until he passes out. Reno in a rage is dangerous and unpredictable.

Apatite: A headcanon about my muse’s intuition

Despite sucking at dealing with his own emotions, Reno is very good at reading the emotions of others. Most of the world he views as his plaything, but he will find a crack in his fellow Turks’ masks and pick at it until he can see the human underneath. He’ll find what makes them uncomfortable and will use this when his fellow Turks are hiding behind walls. He’ll pick at them to make them get authentically angry with him, because once their frustration or anger or bad emotions are directed at him, then he can smooth things over and ease their bad thoughts. He doesn’t see this as making his fellow Turks happy, or better (despite the fact he’ll get Elena frustrated and then buy her favorite ice cream and force her to watch movies with him, or he’ll bug Tseng until Tseng can show outright anger and stop clamming up), but rather as setting things “right”. (I tried with this one I really did I think I have more but I struggled. xD)

Nebula Stone: How good my muse’s memory is

Reno’s memory is fantastic, as is necessary for a Turk. A slip of the memory could mean underestimating a target or enemy and result in his or a partner’s death. He has very good spacial memory, and can remember maps particularly well. Reno doesn’t get lost– he finds landmarks in the most mundane things (take away his sight, however…). He soaks up information like a sponge, though he rarely demonstrates it. He also has a strong memory for people’s interests and pasts– effective blackmail, after all.

Quartz: How my muse thinks other people see them

Reno assumes that the majority of the world sees him as a reckless, egotistical, dangerous, sex-driven sociopath, and he is more than happy to keep up the image because it makes people wary and keep their distance. He loves the way people recoil at a crazed grin or smirk, even when he’s just feeling mischievous. And he sure likes to think he lacks emotions; he’s fooled himself into not recognizing them, anyway.

[pastwiska]

Guest ready for interrogation by Shagan-fury

[ooorangy]

life of a hero…

[cheramuu]

[infxtious-a-deactivated20151018]

[risingoflights]

i can’t wait to go home…………

[dogoftheturks-blog]

▤ = falling asleep on them and ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare. fitting these together should be fun -Cissnei

“Rough” was an understatement to describe this most recent mission. Infiltration was tough enough; the battles that followed left both he and Cissnei looking worse for wear. Reno found himself thinking on more than one occasion that he was glad Cissnei was his teammate in this. She was fast and efficient, and thought to carry plenty of remedies. Their targets favored Silence magic, something he personally hated.

Reno also hated missions with long travel times, especially when he could not do the transporting himself. He let this be known, loudly and endlessly, to Cissnei as the boarded the ship that would take them back to the main continent. After he had given both her and himself a thorough once over with a cure materia, he’d promptly sat down against her and complained until he drifted off to sleep, head on her shoulder.

{They were in the midst of battle once again, but instead of ten enemies attacking at once, there are fifty. He’s lost Cissnei, but there’s no time to find her with the constant gunfire. He’s been shot in his left arm and wields his EMR in his right– Thank the Planet he’s ambidextrous. But they’re screwed, dead. There’s no way out, and why can’t he find Cissnei?

Suddenly the faceless people clear a path, and Cissnei is laying in a pool of her own blood on the floor ten feet from him. ‘She’s been there the whole time?! Why didn’t she call, or scream?!’ He runs to her and drops to a knee to roll her over. A bullet whizzes past his ear as he gets a look at her eyes, wide as she nears death,  her mouth sealed shut by a silence spell. Silenced. Cissnei has been dying, mere feet away, but she couldn’t even scream for help. His vision closes in around him, and he feels as though he’s forgetten how to breathe. She can’t die on him!

“Cissnei! Ciss-”}

“-nei!” he gasped, jerking awake.

Dream. He wasn’t fighting just now, he had a nightmare. But Cissnei…!

… Was right beside him, miraculously still asleep. With her mouth closed. Silenced. Irrational as he knew the sudden fear to be, he put his hands on her shoulders and gave her a quick shake. “Cissnei…!”

[askboxmemes]

Give my muse a ridiculous nickname.

[dogoftheturks-blog]

send me a crystal and i'll tell...

abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural

agate: how my muse calms down

blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)

fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest

amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is

angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition

apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

carnelian: an art-related headcanon

celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety

chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been

chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships

charoite: who my muse looks up to

chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon

copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older

coral: how my muse views the natural world

diamond: a sex headcanon

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

fluorite: what my muse's room looks like

fossil: what my muse's dream job is

galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse

garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be

gold: my muse's financial situation

hematite: how squeamish my muse is

hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has

iolite: my muse's drinking habits

jade: if my muse would ever cheat on a partner

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

kyanite: an anger headcanon

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait

moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space

mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down

nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is

obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be

opal: how creative my muse is

pearl: a mental health headcanon

petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street

pyrite: a physical health headcanon

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories

ruby: a happiness headcanon

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

serpentine: how my muse would seduce another [alt: how my muse makes their money]

silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be

verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?

[cherrypiegrenade-blog]

Hey, Rookie! You gonna stand in the door, or are ya gonna introduce yourself?

Elena was not nervous, most certainly not. She had been working for a long time to get to this point. Top of her class, smart, athletic, and now good enough to be a Turk. Sure, she had been hired on because one of their few members was injured during a mission, but it was still she who had been chosen.

Maybe she hadn’t exactly been great on those first couple missions, but… Could she blame nerves, when she just thought that she wasn’t nervous?

Someone was talking to her.

“Huh? Uh, oh!” Oh gosh, way to sound intelligent, Elena! With a quick mental scolding to herself, she quickly stepped into the office. “I’m Elena, newest member of the Turks.”

[dogoftheturks-blog]

Reno gave the new Turk a once over with narrowed eyes. So... This is the academy kid who replaced him after the plate fell with him still trying to make his escape. Tseng chose her, and only her, and it must have been for the right reasons.

She looked a helluva lot like her sister.

"I remember you." Elena, Emma's younger sister who ran the bar the Turks frequented. Elena was a lot younger the last time he saw her. "Thought you said somethin' like 'I'll never join the Turks.' What happened?" He leaned against Tseng's vacant desk, file still in his bandaged hand.

The doctors were gonna throw a fit when they realized he was gone. That, and some work, might help alleviate the boredom of the medical ward.

[naomifranq]

Screentone ink sketch commission for the lovely @kurootome of Rufus and Cissnei from FF7 (after she flipped him on his rear).