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Headcanon meme - send me a symbol and I’ll describe my muse’s…
@ofturks asked: ☤ ! ☤ - self care/first aid habits
Reno’s actually pretty decent when it comes to self-care and first aid though when unsupervised, he just can’t be bothered half the time. Like, he’ll get to about half-way through and then just half-ass the rest of it because he’s tired and just wants to rest. He definitely appreciates a second, trusted person giving him a hand and he’ll repay them in kind... just when he has the energy.
When it comes to first-aid for other people though, he will do the job and he will do it right. He’s pretty much mostly self-taught but has learned some things from other people - he knows enough to stop people from dying and when he should actually take them to a qualified professional.
#ofturks#Ask#Headcanons#Meme#not where I wanted to take this but oh well#I think this answers it decently enough anyway
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@ofturks inquired: tseng tucks himself against rufus, comfortable and warm: his safe haven. "you should take a break," he whispers, feather light against his neck, "you've been working a lot. take a break ..."
THE GENTLE PAIR OF ARMS AROUND HIM come unexpectedly, but Rufus relaxes into the embrace almost instantly. A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth as he lowers the report he’s holding (not exactly a page-turner), happy about the distraction as the letters have already started to blur before his eyes. He hums in agreement, closing his eyes as his head slightly tilts to the side, welcoming the sweet kisses that leave his skin tingling. “Look who’s talking..” he teases, knowing very well that Tseng’s work hours are just as unhealthy as his own.
He peels away from his Turk and puts the report down on the desk. There are a few more things he wanted to do before heading home, but now that the memory of Tseng’s lips against his neck is ghosting about his mind it’s impossible to think about work any longer. Walking past Tseng he heads for the door, but reaches for Tseng’s jacket on the way, tugging at him with gentle force to make him come along. “You’re coming with me.”
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@ofturks thinking about tseng and joel on this sunday, june the 28th.
#ofturks#🦋 → ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅᴇʀs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛ. / ofturks.#( i just uh ..#yea )
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@ofturks asked: Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
[Tseng: Message drafted: 03:32] you think you could like me? [Tseng: Message drafted: 03:32] I mean I know that’s a lot to ask but... [Tseng: Message drafted: 03:32] I like you [Tseng: Message drafted: 03:32] I would understand why you don’t though. So it’s okay. [Select all drafts - delete]
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❛ Do you even know where you’re headed? ❜
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 / 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
“Hmm… Nope! ” Simple, honest, straight to the point. Walking past him, hands to meet behind her back as she strides with her head tall. Almost with a smug demeanour, to look straight ahead, knowing what reaction she may elicit . “But that’s all part of the fun, right ? ” She wasn’t completely lost, nor idiotic, she wouldn’t venture completely into UNKNOWN territory. But she never did have much problem with asking a local or two to point in way of right direction. “ Guess you’ll have to stick around to find out. Hey? ” A light chuckle to herself as emerald now gaze to the heat of bright rays. They had a decent amount of daylight hours remaining, but they would surely DIMINISH the longer they stood and deliberated.
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@ofturks asked: a kiss on the forehead.
it isn’t often anymore that he gets time to himself. away from Reno, who was busy doing his own thing with Heaven knows who and Heaven knows what -- it wasn’t his business. besides, he finally got time to stretch out on the sofa (his legs were still bent at the knee a bit, as they were too long to properly stretch out on the cushions of the piece of furniture), and read a book. he’s so immersed in the novel that he doesn’t notice Tseng’s pen-upon-paper scratching has ceased, and he doesn’t click into the foot steps approaching him, even though Tseng was quiet as a general rule while moving anyway.
the lips to his forehead cause him pause, and the man sets his book down, open on his chest, before tilting his head back to settle his neck on the arm of the sofa -- there’s a small smile that graces his features only for a moment. he hasn’t done anything to warrant praise, but he’s thrilled to know that Tseng is proud of him regardless.
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send me ❤ and I will bold all that applies to your muse
@ofturks ❤
I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you life family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.
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👀
he does not see it.
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@ofturks asked: 🖋️ !
Send me 🖋️ and I’ll handwrite your muse’s name!
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@ofturks inquired: 👀 !!!!!!!!!!!!! u know i do [ Anon or not, send 👀 if you ship our muses. ]
DON’T I KNOW IT. And isn’t it glorious?? I know I am slow af, but I will get to your starter !! Listen, I want to write all the things. ALL THE THINGS. I will never not want Ru & Tseng. They’re the OTP. THERE IS SO MUCH WE CAN WRITE !! *clings* don’t leave me
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@ofturks ; let the tension fly !!
he had told Tseng this wasn’t a good idea. Joel always had a sort of sixth sense for this type of thing. he had had a bad feeling about this particular sweep, especially because he hadn’t been through this part of town in a while and it didn’t take long for the infected to fill up empty spaces these days. yet, Tseng was the brains of the operation, and Joel hadn’t been let down before, even if he second guessed the younger man more times than he cared to admit to anyone. he just didn’t trust easily -- and for good reason. considering Tseng had inadvertently led them straight to a horde of runners with a sprinkling of clickers thrown in the mix as well. fuck their shortcut through the supposedly empty hotel.
it was pure luck they had escaped with their lives. they had stacked furniture in front of the doors, still shaking with the banging of infected against them on the other side. the guttural screaming went on for a few minutes longer before finally, silence befell them once again. Joel hadn’t looked at Tseng quite yet, too busy glaring at the blocked doors to really take notice ... but his own clothing was spattered with thick blood, and he only made the spatter on his face worse when he wiped at it in irritation. the smear of red, almost warpaint when he finally turns himself slowly to focus his attention on the leggy man behind him.
“ anymore bright ideas, rich boy? ” he grumbles, brushing past him with a heaved sigh so he can peer out the broken window of the hotel room. a grunt, and Joel searches the areas on the ground with another glare. “ reckon we’ll be hunkerin’ down for a while. fire escape’s broke, so we ain’t gettin’ outta this room ‘til we know the coast is clear out in the hall. ”
#ofturks#vtbt.#( LOOKS LONG BUT I WAS JUST SETTING THE SCENE !!!#you know how we do lkjhgfGHJKN#joel's fuckin' shook but i like this because .....#they can search for escape routes and we can have a sorta action thread !!#this will be fun jknghf )
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@ofturks asked: “ you are & always will be precious to me . ”
She didn’t know how to react.
There’s a moment of silence, and a lump in her throat. She had tried, for a long time to not indulge the feelings she had for him. It had taken a long time to convince herself that nothing was going to happen, that someone could be out of reach…and yet every time she had convinced herself of it, he said something that rocked her.
Elena had heard a lot of metaphors for love in her life. That it burned. That it lit people up. It was a comet. It soared. It was some kind of cosmic dance among the northern lights. It was all kind of metaphors for fire and flying, and not a single one of them, she could place into her bank of experience.
She was stuck firmly on the ground, a life without affection. Her job had always come first. Career placed above all else. Success meant you made sacrifices. There was a point, where that made you undesirable to people. Maybe she had resigned herself to the idea that people would never feel the same way about her, that she felt for them, because it was just easier that way, rather than going through all of that pain all over again.
His statement was pressure. Like someone had placed a slab of concrete on her chest.
Despite the long silence, she offered him a smile, a nod to try and hide the fact that she’d made herself feel sad by contemplating too much what he had meant.
“You’re precious to me too.”
#hell I am sorry this went a different way than I expected#Elena resigned to the idea no one feels the same way about her that she feels for others#&&char: Elena FFVII#ofturks
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@ofturks ♡ for a starter
“ oof !! watch where you’re goin’ !! “ as if it wasn’t his own fault that they crashed as well.
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☢ - When was the last time you went to the cinema? What movie did you watch?ᚡ - Random fact about the mun? ♬ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music? --- lov para ♥
☢ - When was the last time you went to the cinema? What movie did you watch?
It was probably February, I went to see Split. I actually really liked it, James McAvoy is a good actor and while it was no one’s ideal portrayal of mental illness, it was a great What If movie. My mom picked it because for some reason she decided what I was going to do for my birthday without consulting me and picked a movie she thought she’d like? Which I thought was pretty Rude, but. She didn’t. So there were no downsides. Next one I’m looking forward to in an apprehensive way is Dark Tower. It’s gonna go one of two ways.
ᚡ - Random fact about the mun?
I can turn my tongue upside down... like so the underneath looks like the top, like I have no tastebuds. If you do that and touch it it feels really freaky bc your brain is like “ah yes, this tongue is being touched on the left side” but it’s actually the right side flipped. It’s weird. I used to do it a lot as a kid. Like. In class. I’m glad I’ve moved a lot since those days and will never see those classmates again.
♬ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music?
Always. I need background noise or I can’t do anything. I have General Background Noises (currently: Crywolf’s discography, Glitch Mob, Tycho, Oh Hiroshima), but each muse has a certain music type as well. Game soundtracks are really great, I find.
Seifer’s go-to: Firewatch. The game centres around a lone guy with no contact with anyone else besides a radio. Very guitar, muted, kind of subtle. No grand, sweeping soundscapes or anything. Introspective, almost.
Meri’s: Child of Light. Often feels kind of anxious. A lot of high notes and emotional, childish melodies. Not downbeat, though - it’s anxiety and high-strung apprehension with a bit of hope behind it.
Chuami: Bastion. This one is a pretty new discovery and it’ll be another one that will make me buy the game it belongs to. A lot of upbeat guitars and some almost mechanical beeps and sounds mixed in. You know when stuff sounds a colour? This whole album is orange, don’t @ me. I can’t even explain it, it just works for her, especially what I’m doing with her at the minute.“Listen -- all this takes a lot of getting used to. And you do get used to it. After a while.”
Velka actually needs Gwyndolin’s extended theme on loop, or Old Nightwish at a push. The whole OST for her game doesn’t work, it’s got too many dramatic boss tracks.
Yu Yevon, on his rare appearances; orchestral versions of the more melancholy FFX tracks. To Zanarkand obviously being his favourite.
And Hoid, Hoid likes Journey. This is cool because luck-crowned has an interest in that character as well and we both independently applied our tags for him to the last track on this one.
NOBODY ASKED ME FOR THIS MUCH DETAIL but I gave it anyway in case anyone is lookin for some background music. Ya welcome lads. Give Crywolf’s Cataclasm a go, also. :|
#THANK YOU PARA#tfw you find another brit in a sea of midwesterners#i swear everyone else i know on here#is from the same 200 mile radius in america#ooc;#memes;#ofturks
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