#yazoo.

[afirstnamebasis]

my... brother has found a job with hours that suit him and i. i am proud of him.

[angerify]

i'm sorry but i adore taking the side character that barely anyone noticed and dramatize them . like ok yazoo isn't that important pfft he's just a guy - but have you ever thought about the fact that he was a manifestation of an aspect of a man he never even met , personification of allure and will , even mystery . that's the most uncertain kind of existence i've ever heard like your boy is out there existing and not really existing .

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 he didn’t mean to be rude , albeit not being quite sure why the fact that he did not recognize her would make her twist her pretty face in a slightly sour expression . apparently she was an actor of some sort ? the man that begged for an autograph called her ahri , the other called her the foxy beauty or something . yazoo sat on the darker corner of the bar and stared at the scene with a rather amused twitch of his lips — ah right , she was the object of desire of many people around here . now he remembers , seeing those gigantic posters all around the city when he was gathering the children . some days the remnants experienced higher levels of dissociation from reality , where the mind tricks them into believing they’re on a freefall or something . yazoo was feeling good , but kadaj needed some time to simply lay back in their apartment and come back to his senses ; the ‘ apartment ‘ that they lived in was a small room with one bed , they didn’t need to sleep or eat much but it was a useful location to hide sometimes or , as today demanded , rest until the symptoms died down . he’s decided to take a walk , yazoo liked this place , allowed him to see all kinds of people and how they behave . she was a new one , seemingly seeking to drink in a smaller bar than those luxurious clubs that she was probably used to . ‘ you don’t have to keep sending me such cold glares . simply because i didn’t recognize you . . ‘ the silver haired boy doesn’t exactly sound hurt or bothered by the said glares . they were amusing in a way . he watches her eyes finally fix on him , before smiling . a chill in his smile , it doesn’t reach his unusually green eyes . ‘ i’m not familiar with such things . ‘ / @vulpesse

  — starter call. accepting

[crue11]

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

 fear was an odd emotion , after years of testing the remnants’ reactions to fear and other emotions , they still couldn't exactly define the real reason behind so many things they felt . yazoo doesn't leave kadaj’s side , for days he sits behind the glass that separates him from his younger brother ( – unconscious and barely breathing ) . his temple rests against the cold glass , glinting feline eyes look exhausted when they raise to meet tifa’s face ; this fear he feels , he can't quite pinpoint the time he started crying last night but he knew it was unsettling for the nurse to watch him stare at kadaj like a statue with tears running down his face . tifa is short , nimble arms but thinner than his , she'd be dead if he wanted . if he wanted , if he tried — injected with way too many things to act out on his violent thoughts . the only reason he was allowed to stay was because he didn't have enough energy to even stay awake for too long . ❛ are you trying to comfort me or mock me . . . ? ❜  he closes his eyes with a snort . this morning the nurse said his brother had too little chance to survive , even though they were trying their best . his own eyes close , hands on his lap , limp . ❛ leave before i break your neck . ❜

[crue11]

 out of the remnants , yazoo must be the most touch repulsive brother that often didn't allow anyone near himself , let alone hold them like this — arms around rufus’ torso , head resting on his back and eyes closed as he listened to the man cut the pieces of his green apple and peel orange . they didn't have to talk about it , they didn't have to acknowledge the shift in yazoo’s behavior this evening . he tightens his grip when rufus moves around to grab the plate , opens his eyes , mumbles in the man's clothes shoulder . ❛ i want salt on my orange pieces . ❜ / @hisnewera

     * starter call. accepting

[crue11]

  he doesn't seem very bothered despite the cold stare in his eyes . in fact , yazoo simply lowers his head with a crooked twitch of his soft lips before slowly , reaching behind his hip for his pistol . ❛ i am sore , to be truthful . ❜  the tip of his weapon brushes tenderly under roche's chin , as he mumbles ; ❛ the way you're saying it , i'm guessing twink is an insult to men who bottom , am i right ? ❜ / @speedchasing

  cont bc yaz is bored sorry hehe.

[crue11]

yazoo sometimes leaves the room while you're talking . he doesn't say excuse me or anything he just calmly gets up and leaves and no that's not badass that's funny bc he genuinely doesn't know the gesture is rude .

[crue11]

 a flash of red , and a brush of the wind against his cheek . yazoo stops walking , his posture relaxed and easy . shoulders draw back , chin raises as he speaks to the man in red , behind him , lurking like a ghost . ❛ i always thought you were just haunting these woods . ❜  feline eyes close gently as he turns toward vincent at last . he's an odd man , and this is what a remnant thinks ; the replica of the champion , not even complete . his head tilts . ❛ turns out you're quite solid . no ? ❜ ; @enypneon

     * small starter call. accepting