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[talesfantastic]

taken from here with @firxga

Though Genesis often woke in the early morning, it did not mean he was particularly sweet about it. He looked moody and offered short vocalisations rather than use his words. When he first felt Lazard's weight shift on the bed he complained with a short groan and rolled away. It was his way of demanding more beauty sleep, schedules be damned. When he heard a sound of amusement from behind, he turned his head and peered with a suspicious crescent moon gaze. He almost shifted himself further away on the bed, though his head was still shoved at the edge Lazard's pillow. He wasn't moody enough to completely shift into the territory of the other shit pillow quite yet. He made a song and a show of heaving a great big breath while he wrapped himself in a stubborn curl. Honestly, he thought Lazard was going to leave him in his bed while he got ready for a demanding day and he was more than fine with spending his morning like an unmotivated housecat. Instead Genesis felt another shift on the bed, followed by the honeyed warmth of becoming the little spoon in a cuddle he absolutely did not deserve. His hands sought out Lazard, holding onto his arms as he subtly relaxed back. For a moment he thought it was a trap. A damn good one too, he didn't complain at all when he felt his lover's lips press to his cheek. Lazard could have asked him to come into the office early with him and he would have agreed. "I'll take a day off." "Bullshit." Genesis replied quick and easy. A smile crept onto his face and he turned his head, sleepily seeking Lazard's gaze. "... really?"

"Yeah," Lazard murmured, kissing his temple. It wasn't unheard of, but he strongly suspected there would be some brows raised about him, at best, working from home. "I'll stay home so long as you're here."

Maybe, when Genesis inevitably went out, Lazard would suit up and head in and be responsible. But right now he was very tired from processing their latest crop of newbies, the war in general, too many late nights and some very... intense board meetings.

Frankly, he could use the rest.

Lazard curled around Genesis and nuzzled the juncture between shoulder and neck. "Stay with me a while?"

He knew, honestly, Genesis would pounce on the opportunity, but still wasn't where he'd blankly assume on his time. Not just because he was a lot little tired.

[soldier-lodbrok]

@firxga | X

Why couldn't one simply jump ship on Shinra peacefully? Why did there always have to be drama?

It was bitter sarcasm in his head, though Glenn had to be honest with himself - he was glad the redheaded man beside himself was with him. And not opposite of him. Genesis. A kid that had started to make the lines in the SOLDIER program - to suddenly be wiped from everything. Discarded. Shinra rearing its ugly head once more.

"What? You scared we can't handle that on our own?", he joked back, though he had honestly hoped Matt and Lucia would've sent a chopper sooner. Well. No crying about spilt milk now. They would make their path to safety.

Swinging his axe and letting the broad side land on his back, Glenn readied himself for the fight ahead.

"Maybe this old man can show you some tricks, kid."

[withoutanumber]

"You're getting on my nerves staring like that." Genesis stated outright, swinging to look at the stranger in a SOLDIER uniform. "What do you want?"

Cloud didn't say anything.

He couldn't have, even if he had wanted to. His eyes were wide and barely blinking, too bright from his case of mako poisoning. His head bobbed slightly, but his eyes never left Genesis' face. Whatever he was thinking -- if he was even thinking at all -- was left to mystery.

A million miles away as he was, though, Cloud recognized this man. First Class SOLDIER Genesis Rhapsodos, comrade of the great Sephiroth, defected when his cells started degrading for reasons Cloud was not privy to. Now, Cloud held no love for Shinra anymore at this point, not after everything that had happened, but Genesis didn't either. Genesis was Shinra's enemy, just like him and Zack were. But he was still fit for first class. He had still achieved what was once Cloud's dream.

The words that didn't come to Cloud's lips were, then, Can I have your autograph, sir?

[lovelessblade]

¥ "Show me what you've got in your hand. Nuh-uh, your other hand."

Crap, Rapier thought. He caught that.

Its not that she was purposefully hiding it from him. She just didn't take it out that much as to keep it from getting damaged.

Giving a small pout she showed what it was in her hand. It was a locket given to her by Masamune and Buster. It had two pictures inside. One of all her, Buster and Masamune from shortly after she was fleshly made and still looked like a child. The other one was all three of them again days before finally leaving Wutai, only difference was Rapier looked like she does today.

"Buster and Masamune gave it to me so I could always remember them should something ever happen. They both have a similar one with the same pictures."

[ravusnightblossom]

🍇 - Have you even encountered any partners that threw a tantrum at you?

Munday Meme || @firxga

🍇 - Have you even encountered any partners that threw a tantrum at you?  Yes. The main one that springs to mind is a partner I had, years back, that took an absolute fit because they didn’t like how I ran my blog. I tend to go where the most muse is, even if it involves me hyperfocusing on one thread for a while. I also don’t drop threads (unless it involves a clear break in my rules.) I leave them sit and come back to them when the muse and desire for them returns. I always figured that was better than forcing out a reply. Apparently said partner was feeling extreme thread jealousy and freaked out on me, threatened to delete her blog, blacklist me across the community for being “unfair,” etc etc. I just kind of... stared at the screen. What else can you really do in a situation like that? Nothing ever came of those threats. *shrug*  Needless to say, that’s why I try to be very clear to everyone about how my writing patterns are. If anyone has an issue with that, then there are some wonderful other Ravus blogs out there. Perhaps they would mesh better with one of them. ♥              .  

[thefatedfinwe]

So, you may not know me but my name is Muddy. I have been friends with the mun of this blog for the past 3+ years, daily interactions and voice chats until last month. We're on rocky ground and patching our friendship up re: me having a trigger. I am not going to go away and nor am I a 'bad person' for talking things out and having very minimal 'changes' implemented. I currently have anonymous turned off but in future please don't be that person. Come to me direct and don't send in anon hate.

This is my best friend people, and even if they were not, I do not want my blog to be a source of unease or pain for anyone. So if I need to use excess tags and read-mores to protect anyone at all, I will.

I don’t know who has sent anon hate to @firxga, nor the ones I have seen towards @fourthsonoffeanor and @findaratothegolden, but we all are here to have fun and the rest of the world is not going to care about us so we need to try and care about one another.

Thank you, Jor

[scphiroth]

@firxga​

genitals rapsthedoor......... i see you’ve returned

[porcelaincadaver]

@firxga​  ||  DISCOVERED the BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE

“Have you seen a creature pass through here?” He questions in haste, pale brows furrowed as he continually glances around, seeking the demonic entity so he may slay it and send it back from whence it came. Such evil did not belong on the planets surface and he would do well to purge them from existence. “Scaly skin, four legs.”