#essentiallyroyal

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+ @essentiallyroyal

BEING A FIRST class came with definite perks, and one of those perks was having an in with the President.  Sort of.  Zack didn't exactly consider Rufus a friend or anything, but they interacted on a semi-frequent basis, due to Zack's status within Rufus' company.  And because of that, he didn't have to go through all the usual channels to get a meeting with the President.

          He did manage to come up to the President's office during the middle of a meeting, though, which was probably not worth interrupting for a...not quite official matter.  Okay, sure, his arguments were pretty professional sounding, but it was kind of a personal matter he was here to address.

          So he flirted with Rufus' secretary for twenty minutes.  It was fun because he hadn't been able to openly flirt with someone like this in a while, and also because she was not giving him the time of day.

          But soon enough, the meeting was over, and Zack escorted himself within.

          The door had barely closed before he got down to business.  “I am not going to this ball,” he declared.

[makosoldierboy-blog]

essentiallyroyal started following you

((Thank you, so much, Rufus mun!))

[acepanromcloudstrife]

Snoud Snail Cloud: someone entertain me

High King of the Seven Sins: Picture Rufus but like seven inches tall

♝ CANIS MAJORIS: with a squeaky voice

Snoud Snail Cloud: you mean

Snoud Snail Cloud: bc rufus?

♝ CANIS MAJORIS: okay first of all

Snoud Snail Cloud: XD

High King of the Seven Sins: Lmao

[thronelessprince]

A Reflection of Self

continued from here Quiet, or rather simmering, in the background, the very darkest recesses of the mind those whispers made out unintelligible, but all too understandable sensations which were that of a waking nightmare. But today, they were quiet. Perhaps too tired to compete, there was one left.  Even as it was pushed, insistently it bubbled back like some infection that rose no matter how many times it was relocated. Seemed to grow regardless of the condition, for what condition could possibly change their circumstance? “You can’t hide, you know. Behind those stacks of papers, driving endlessly through the night so you might not dream.” Hissed through came the concept, venom-soaked and bile-filled.   @essentiallyroyal

[flava-proelium]

super mario maker!

Send me the name of a video game and I’ll reply with my character’s reaction while playing it.

± “...” There was silence was the blond watched the screen. “Okay, so I’m this little man an- what the hell did I just crush? It looked like a mushroom with fucking feet!And now there are fucking turtles that shit fire? Oh, okay, that’s fucking normal. Oh and I died. But wait I just jump and fall off screen? What he fuck is this game and who the fuck made it when they were high? What the fuck Maybe legend would like it after a few goddamn drinks. Jesus fuck.” She set down the old console. “I’m done.”

[scarletxsins]

Isolation

The clacking cadence across the metal floor was one Reno was able to recognize almost immediately. The way the owner of those feet carried himself, his stance, the sound of the boots, all of them spoke of the identity, and as Reno looked up, he met ice blue eyes and then his own head canted down. “Boss, you probably aren’t very happy with me right now, I know. Ya need yer executive staff as strong as they can be.” 

Despite Reno’s history with Rufus, he didn’t always know how to read the man. But he was as loyal as they came to him. After all, Reno knew how close he’d come to being put before a firing squad when he’d first been recruited, the late President hadn’t liked him one whit and if Rufus hadn’t intervened he likely would be dead now.  The blond had seen his worth and honed Reno’s own natural skills to fine edge, making him one of the best profilers ShinRa had ever employed. 

Despite the cool facade, the way Rufus’ jaw clenched, the way there was the tiniest tremor at the corners of his mouth, the clenched fists at his sides, and the creases between his eyes were all clear tells of the president’s stress. Not that Reno would call him on any of them. Not even a teasing awww, you were worried about me? as there had been with a few missions where Reno had had close calls. It wouldn’t be taken well in the face of things, and the redhead knew it. 

“I’m not gonna stop working, sir. Ya gotta know that. I may not be able to get out in the field right now, but anything ya need of me that I can do from here, all ya gotta do is ask.” 

[withoutanumber]

тυɴeѕ

» Send “тυɴeѕ” and I’ll list some songs that remind me of your muse.

“oedipus” by regina spektor

“you’re a mean one” by albert hague

“crownless” by nightwish

“pompeii” by bastille

[feartheremnant-blog]

// ooOOOH YOU. I was all prepared to dote upon that meme reply and praise you to high heavens and instead you beat me to the punch and now I have too many feelings for this. let mE JUST LOVE YOU A LOT. STARTING RIGHT NOW. //HOLDS YOU 8'|

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