#reno imagines

[hoshiina]

— a guy asks for your number ft. hoshina, narumi, reno

warnings: mentions dick and profanities in hoshina's

[cherubfae]

hi hi! im so excited to see that ur req is open for ff7! could i request a second chance romance (e.g. they were exes or right person at the wrong time in their 1st meeting) for sephi, zack, reno, please? not sure if you write for tseng and rufus too but if you do, i'd love to see them as well! thanks a bunch luv <3

𝔦'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔤𝔬𝔦𝔫�� 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 {𝔣𝔣𝔳𝔦𝔦}

ft. Sephiroth, Zack, Reno, & Cloud

tags: sfw, fem!reader, hurt/comfort, second chances, right person wrong time trope, left ambiguous, short ficlet

Sephiroth

Things were never supposed to turn out like this. You were never meant to be his enemy. You were never meant to nearly die in a face-off. You were never meant to meet him. At least, that's what Sephiroth told himself.

It seemed that the Fates had other ideas in how his story was destined to be told when your paths crossed yet again on the battlefield. Only this time, you were not his enemy but his comrade. He would not let this chance slide past him once more. He would win your heart just like he was born to do.

Zack

In the past, things just didn't line up. Both of your jobs kept you separate from each other and it made dating impossible, and it wasn't for either of your lack of trying! Sure, Zack had prayed and hoped that maybe your paths would cross again, he just didn't think those prayers would ever be answered.

He's absolutely smitten all over again the moment he sees you. It has been years, but seeing you, it was like no time had passed. The two of you mesh well like two magnets, where one goes the other follows. And this time, Zack isn't going to let you slip away.

Reno

He has to do a double than a triple take. It's you!! Holy shit, it's actually you! Reno would approach you immediately and have the gall to ask you where you've been all this time like he hadn't been the cause of the distance in the first place. But it was for your own safety!! He swears!

Reno is pretty cautious when it comes to reapproaching you in all honesty. He wouldn't blame you if you never wanted to see him. But to his utter relief, you do. He promises to do better than his best this time around.

Cloud Strife

He feels his breath catch the moment his eyes landed on you. Alive and ethereal; the very definition of beautiful. He never expected to see you again, yet here you were, looking divinely badass. His eyes trace over the leather guards adorning your arms, up to the spiked shoulder guard, and then finally your eyes.

Cloud's eyes widened when he realized you were already looking at him and smiling. Like you were happy to see him. He blinked repeatedly like a confused child. Swallowing his resolve he steeled himself for what was to come. And slowly began to make his way towards you.

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[demialwrites]

FF7 Sex-Related Mishaps

Tseng

Once was so quiet during the deed the other person assumed he didn't enjoy himself and ghosted him in embarrassment

VP Rufus Shinra

Is a biter. Once during a drunken one-night stand, he bit them way too hard, and had to stay home with a slap mark on his cheek or get scolded by dad

Reno

Once was so loud that it disturbed his neighbours and several of them complained. He just as loudly told them to their faces to fuck off

Elena

Same scenario as Reno, except she died of embarrassment behind her door after shutting it

Rude

Sometimes tries out adventurous positions that take advantage of his height. Once, they both fell and hit their heads

Cid

Once was so enthusiastic, he hit his forehead on the headboard, backed up holding his head, then fell on the floor

Tifa

While still learning how to say no, she tried out several things she didn't want to and refuses to speak about it to this day

Zack

Once told politely that he talks too much. This is because his dirty talk is so tame that it's a distraction

Pre-Nibelheim Sephiroth

Once pushed the other person's stamina too far and they passed out, making him panic

Cloud

Once left in the middle of night, leaving the other person assuming that he didn't enjoy himself and changed his mind about being into them

[s0fter-sin]

retired ghoap going on a renovation competition show

ghost takes over the budget and he's ruthless with it; tracking every paint swatch and piece of lumber down to the last cent, haggling for every purchase and making the most of their coupons. soap's in charge of design; he can visualise floor plans better than anyone, seeing the completed spaces in his mind when they’re little more than a steel shell

they run their site like a military base, treating their builders like rookies; expecting them to follow orders but also waiting for them to inevitably mess up so they can fix it

they're an immediate shock to the judges; they fully expected them to have no idea what they're doing, to have no understanding of style or trends, but they didn't sign up just for shits and giggles

they know how to hit a brief and can do physical labour faster than the actual builders. with soap's discerning eye and ghost's practically, they design gorgeous rooms and become a real threat for the prize money. they handle the stress and sleepless nights like it's second nature bc really, it is; a few all nighters painting are nothing compared to being shot at

they also take great joy in messing with the other couples

it takes a while for them to figure out they're even married; they argue like it's going out of fashion, never holding their opinions or frustrations back but it's their love language as much as their banter. you can hear them barking at each other from across the site; callsigns and “It” and “sergeant” thrown around just like in the field

the challenges are where they have the most fun

the day to day? that's work; they're strict, both with themselves and the schedule, never letting anything fall behind or go incompleted. but the challenges? that's play time. they love pushing the brief, toeing the line of the rules purely bc they can

they get to a two part art challenge and ghost's scheming before before the host even opens their mouth. part one? one half of the couple has to design some kind of art piece that will feature in their house. part two? the other person has to gather supplies and tools and make the art

there's a time limit for how long they can take to gather the supplies; once it's up, they can't go back for more and they can only use what they can carry themselves to their station. they're in a warehouse filled with scrap and paint and tools, the choices almost overwhelming

ghost politely interrupts the host to ask for a clarification; absolutely anything in the warehouse can be used so long as they can carry it?

the host confirms; anything under the roof is their's to use

ghost thanks them and steps back in line, standing at attention and waiting for round one to start

ghost volunteers to be the one to do the art, shocking everyone since soap is well known as the artist of the two of them. but soap sees the mischief in his eyes; he knows he's up to something and can't wait to see where it goes

the timer starts and ghost immediately shucks his hoodie and gets to grabbing; stuffing the impromptu bag with everything he recognises from soap's own supplies. there's seconds to go when he bolts for soap, throwing him over his shoulder in a fireman's carry

the other couples are pissed and call it cheating, trying to get them disqualified

ghost just shrugs, soap still over his shoulder, "they said we can use anything we can carry. i followed the brief"

soap just laughs like a mad man

they win the challenge by a landslide

everything's going smoothly, they've won enough room reveals that they’re in a good financial position, they’re ahead in their current room and in a great headspace

then soap gets injured

it's an honest mistake, a part of the roof they thought was stable collapsing and hitting soap

and ghost, always calm and in control, panics

he's on the other side of the site when he hears soap cry out and goes running; shoving past cameramen and builders, screaming to know what happened before he even sees him. he finds soap on the ground, blood dripping from his temple and it's too familiar; a thing he sees in his nightmares

he doesn't know what to do with all his fear so instead, he channels it into anger

he goes off on all his builders, demanding to know how they could be so useless and careless as to miss the unstable roof; screaming at them in a way he hasn't done since he was on active duty, tearing down a rookie for poor trigger management

all the while, his gentle hands tend to soap; checking the wound, if he's concussed, soothing him before he can slip into a flashback of his own. he growls at the cameras, doesn't let the onsite medics anywhere near him; he doesn't know them, doesn't trust them with his johnny. it's only soap's gentle convincing that makes him step back, that forces him to stop and breathe; glaring the medics down from soap's side as they check him and come to the same conclusion soap already reached

he'll be iust fine; a few stitches and he'll be right back in it

ghost goes with him to the hospital to get the stitches laid, abandoning the site to their terrified builders to look after. it takes a few days before he can handle them being separated again, can't even handle one of them going shopping while the other site manages

but soap doesn't begrudge him for his clinginess, not when he knows it's rooted in the fear of losing him. he just keeps him close and calls him his good luck charm when they win the room reveal that week

[zygomantic]

Tattoos on Thighs

CONTENT WARNING: NSFW, Tattoos, Don't do this, guys. I wrote this is twenty minutes. (Female reader)

Not you getting his first name tattooed on the inside of your right thigh, way too close to where your panties end. But you're already halfway there so you decide to get his last name on the left thighs, because why the fuck not? It's just for him, anyway.

You can barely wait for him to come home, your thighs literally itching and burning to take a pic and send him, knowing he'd get a gigantic boner at work, having to hide from his colleagues. Then he'd call from the men's bathroom and that deep, sultry voice would whisper in your ear what a good girl you are and that you belong to him completely and entirely. That you're his.

But you wait until he comes home and you've both had dinner, and when you finally show him what you've done to your pretty thighs, he doesn't waste a moment. He goes absolutely feral, pushing your thighs up so he can read his name over and over again as he's fucking you into the mattress, bending you in half. You're cumming in no time, vision blacking out as he keeps ramming that one good spot inside of you. He can't keep it up long and pulls out to cum before you can moan that no, he shouldn't, he's already spilling his load onto the fresh tattoos, groaning that you're his, only his. Luckily, the second skin might just be enough to protect your tattoo from an infection.

GOJO SATORU, Geto Suguru, RYOMEN SUKUNA, TOJI FUSHIGURO, Sano Manjiro, Haitani Rindou, HAITANI RAN, Reno of the Turks

[atleastpleasetelephone]

Kinktober Day 3 - Orgasm Control

Pairing: Clint Reno x reader

Word count: 1.7K

TWs: Age difference (reader about 20 years older than Clint), begging, licking fingers clean, praise kink, handjobs, oral sex (m and f receiving) fingering, p in v sex, little bit of spanking, teasing,

A/N: Is this the most orgasms written in 1.7K words?! Thanks to @jhoneybees for the idea for this one.

Kinktober masterlist

Your hand moves up his thigh under the long nightshirt, and you grasp his dick firmly. He almost yelps at the touch, he’s so hard and close already one stroke is all he needs before you feel warm wetness all over your hand. You keep pumping, your other hand pulling the nightshirt up to uncover the mess he’s made. You’ve seen a lot of things in your time, but a guy cumming this quickly shocks even you. He whines a little and blushes. 

“Sorry… I w-was too excited…”

His hands reach to touch you but you brush them away, instead lifting the hand that’s covered in his cum up to his lips. 

“Lick it clean for me.”

His eyes are like saucers. He wasn't expecting this when he snuck round to your house in the middle of the night and climbed through your bedroom window. Of course you’ve got a husband but there’s nothing wrong with a little bit on the side now and again. You feel like it’s your duty to train these young boys up so they’re decent once they get wives of their own.

“Go on,” you encourage. “It’s the least you could do, considering how long you lasted.”

His blush deepens and spreads all the way to his ears. This is so embarrassing. But he doesn’t know what else to do, so his tongue creeps out of his mouth and he starts to lick your hand, gingerly. 

“Good boy.”

His dick stirs at the praise and you can’t help but grin at the fact that he’s half-hard again by the time he’s finished. You’ve got time to train him. You start to stroke him again and his hips immediately buck into your hand. Biting your lip, you slow your movements down and watch his reaction. 

“Mmmm. Please.”

“You want to learn to control yourself?” You ask.

He nods eagerly. 

“This is how you do it,” you explain, patiently, your movements agonisingly slow now. 

He throws his head back and whines. 

“Shhh. You need to be quiet. You’re supposed to be sneaking around.”

He pouts and a whispered “sorry” falls from his lips. 

You smile. “You think you’re ready to try something else? Think you can control yourself?”

He nods again. “Yes please.”

“Such a polite boy,” you coo. 

His eyes are roaming all over your body, desperately wondering what you might do next. He’s never even seen a girl naked and he really wants to see and feel what’s under your nightie right now.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replies.

That makes you moan a little yourself so you decide to distract him by leaning down and licking the length of him. He can feel his abdomen contracting, his body wanting to cum immediately again at the new and completely delicious sensation. He bites his lip and tries hard to think about something else. His brain lands on your reaction to him calling you ma’am. He might not have much experience but he’s a quick study. You liked it. 

You stroke him again and then slip your mouth over the tip, licking it again and again. He squeaks. 

“I’m gonna… ma’am if you keep doing that I’m gonna cum again.”

It’s your turn to be wide-eyed and a little turned on. He’d noticed your reaction and called you that name again. You pull back off him. 

“Clint, honey, if you’re gonna cum from just that, how do you think we’re ever going to make love?”

Your hand is still moving on him, and the combination of that, your slightly flushed face and the thing you just said makes his hips buck uncontrollably and he has his second accidental orgasm of the night. 

You shake your head and laugh, wordlessly lifting your hand to his mouth. He licks it clean without complaint. 

***

After his fourth orgasm, he lies with his head on the pillow, exhausted. He looks so pretty, rosy lips pouting a little, eyes glassy, hair dishevelled. You can’t resist kissing him, pushing your tongue into his unresisting mouth and exploring it. But you know it’s late, and he needs to go. 

“Come back tomorrow night for another lesson.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Before you go to sleep, you touch yourself thinking about him. He’s so eager to please, his pretty blue eyes looking into yours, looking constantly for approval. You look forward to tomorrow night.

***

This time you manage to swallow his dick completely before he cums unexpectedly down your throat. Since you can’t do what you did when he came on your hand, you turn him onto his stomach and give him a few hard slaps on the ass. 

“No cumming until I say.” You’ve decided to be a bit firmer with him now. 

“Yes, ma’am.” Into the pillow. 

You rub your legs together surreptitiously, and then roll him onto his back. Like some kind of magic trick, he’s basically hard again. You take him into your mouth completely, his pubic hair tickling your nose. He whines softly and starts to slowly roll his hips. This time, he manages to keep it together until you pull off him, staring down at his red, hard dick, sloppy with your saliva. You really want to fuck him but you’re not sure he’s ready. 

“I’m gonna count down from ten, and I want you to cum for me when I’m finished. Okay?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“10, 9, 8…” you stroke him firmly with your hand, watching his hands ball into fists trying to stop his orgasm. “...7, 6, 5…” he’s panting now, eyes screwed shut. “...4, 3, 2….1…”

“Now?” he pants, desperately. 

You grin. “Now.”

He lets go, cumming hard and long over your hand. The feeling is so good he has to put his fist in his mouth to stop himself making noise. He’s starting to think that delaying it makes it feel better. Maybe he likes to be teased.

***

“Since you were such a good boy for me last night, I think it might be time to show you something.”

You pull your nightie up and your panties off. He stares at your pussy unabashedly, fascinated by the sight of it. 

“Can I touch it, ma’am?”

You nod and guide his hand between your legs, helping him touch you in the way you like. Leaning back against the headboard and spreading your legs wide, you move your hand to his face. 

“I want you to lick me.”

He doesn’t need asking twice, putting his face between your legs and lapping up your arousal. You moan a little and grab the pillow behind you. You’d certainly taught him enough licking to make him good with his tongue, and he needs very little direction before he’s bringing you to a powerful climax. His heart swells with pride hearing you moan out “Clint,” as you cum. 

“Good boy,” you tell him, kissing him even though his face is covered in you. 

Your fingers gently ease his nightshirt up and you find him hard and leaking precum for you. 

“Let’s see to this first,” you tell him, pumping him quickly and expertly and making him cum in a matter of minutes, “and then you can make love to me.”

You’re not sure why you keep saying ‘make love’. You’re usually a little more crude, but something about his relentless politeness and his big blue eyes make you want to be softer. Something makes you want him to make love to you.  

You know you need to be in control, both because that’s the way your relationship is, and because you have to be able to get off him before he cums. It’s not worth risking the possibility of pregnancy. He might be cute, but you don’t need a baby at your time of life. So you straddle him as he sits at the head of the bed, and slowly sink down onto his dick. 

His eyes roll back in his head. The feeling of you all around him like this is so intense he doesn’t know what to do. His fingers grip the fabric of your nightie and he stares into your face with something akin to desperation. 

“It’s too much,” he whispers. 

You shake your head. “No, no. I want you to please me. You need to make me cum again, and then I’ll let you.”

“Ma’am I…” he mumbles, and you feel his dick twitch inside you. 

“Learn to control it.”

He whimpers but he nods, trying hard to think of something else again. Concentrating on thinking about each of the cows on the farm in turn as you start to slowly move on him. It’s helping a little bit, so he keeps doing it, and then he accidentally looks down at where you’re connected together and has to slam his hand down on the mattress in an attempt to stop himself cumming there and then. 

“Good boy,” you coo, knowing how hard this must be for him. 

You take his hand and press his thumb against your clit as you ride him faster, moans and sighs falling from your lips. He keeps trying to go back to thinking about the cows but you’re so pretty like this it’s hard to concentrate on livestock. It’s even worse when you tell him you’re about to cum and then he feels your walls squeeze him. He almost squeals, and you know you’ll have to move quickly, almost rolling off him and onto the bed. Somehow he manages to hold it together, but the noises he’s making and the begging he’s doing are completely obscene. 

“Please ma’am, please, I need ta cum… need it so bad ma’am…”

You roll closer to him and kiss his cheek. “Touch yourself.”

He does as he’s told, clenching his jaw as his hand moves as slowly as he can manage. 

“Cum for me, baby.”

It’s a matter of seconds later when his release shoots out, making a mess all over him and the bedclothes. You moan watching him, and you can’t help grabbing his face and kissing him passionately. He reciprocates immediately, wrapping himself around you, both of you messy and desperate for one another, despite what you’d just done. He’s making you feel 17 again. 

Eventually you pull back. “You should go.”

He nods, sadly. “Yes, ma’am.” And then, much brighter, “can I come back tomorrow?”

You’d usually say no. You don’t like to get too attached, and he’s learnt a lot. But you’re not sure that saying no to those big eyes is even possible. 

“Sure. I’d love that.”

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[saulwexler]

reno lawyers are doing it like no one else. grabbed a photo of this extremely thirsty billboard so fast I almost missed the second, thirstier billboard behind it

[iizuumi]

food thief >:c

[yinses]

no but now im thinking about being childhood sweethearts with reno. naturally everyone eventually chooses an idol to obsess over. surely reno would kneel over for mina while you could in turn sob about narumi. but no, you and your bf have the same tastes.

literally both have alerts on for all of narumi’s newsletters and social media. your text threads are just countless photos and blurry videos of him in action while you both gush over it. none of this stops when you both officially join the force. it’s the third division, humbly seated under mina.

so it’s totally fine for you to continue to thirst over a division captain that’s well outside of your radius. i mean, when is he ever going to hear about you two giggling his name while you cooldown in the training rooms or that soft whimper at night when you tease each other about what it would be like to feel his breath on the back of your neck.

really it’s all fun and games when you’re resting with each other in the dead of the night, idly running your fingers against each others skin when you speak first.

“would it have been crazy though if we’d made it to first division?”

hard chance. even without the debacle that was kafka.

reno’s aborted scoff almost sounds like a sneeze as he buries further into your neck.

“we’d definitely get reported to hr.”

and because it’s all perspective, your curiosity eggs you on.

“think we could actually bag narumi gen?”

and bc you’re hot and reno’s hot, it takes nothing more than a yawn for him to agree.

“absolutely, he’d never know what hit him.”

bc you’re both safely stationed in the third division.

until you’re not.

[ellenhghg]

˖⁺‧₊˚Final Fantasy 7 boys and Beach dates˚₊‧⁺˖

Its way too hot here, so here are some Beach date headcanons for Cloud, Sephiroth pre- and post Nibelheim, Zack and Reno

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Cloud Strife ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Cloud is the type to pretend he's too cool for beach activities, but secretly loves building sandcastles with you ♡‧₊˚ Cloud is a low-key beach bum. He loves just lying on a towel, soaking up the sun, and napping the day away with his you by his side ♡‧₊˚ He's the kind of person to get sunburned easily, so you always have to remind him to reapply sunscreen. It's adorable how he wrinkles his nose at the smell. But Cloud would also be very vigilant about reapplying sunscreen on you, worried about you getting sunburned ♡‧₊˚ He gets flustered when you ask him to rub sunscreen on your back ♡‧₊˚ He's always vigilant, scanning the beach for any potential threats to your safety. Lifeguard Cloud is on duty! ♡‧₊˚ At night, he'd suggest a moonlit walk along the shore, holding hands and sharing deep conversations

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Pre Nibelheim Sephiroth ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Sephiroth arrives at the beach in full leather, refusing to change until you convince him ♡‧₊˚ Seph treats beach days like a military operation. He has every activity planned and scheduled, from sunrise yoga to sunset strolls ♡‧₊˚ He's the type to rent out an entire private beach just so he and you can have some uninterrupted alone time ♡‧₊˚ Sephiroth is an expert at beach sports. He'll dominate at surfing, jet-skiing, and paddleboarding, all while looking effortlessly cool ♡‧₊˚ He's not big on PDA, but he'll make an exception for holding you close while watching the sunset over the ocean ♡‧₊˚ Sephiroth would surprise you with a romantic beachside dinner, complete with gourmet cuisine and expensive champagne

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Post Nibelheim Sephiroth ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Lets be real he will probably think such dates are beneath him. But lets still imagine him. Post-Nibelheim Seph sees the beach as a reminder of his own godhood. He'll stand at the shore, arms outstretched, declaring his dominion over the waves ♡‧₊˚ He's the type to use his powers to create unnatural phenomena, like parting the sea or summoning a storm, just to impress (or terrify) you ♡‧₊˚ Sephiroth becomes obsessed with the idea of "purifying" you in the ocean, seeing it as a twisted sort of baptism ♡‧₊˚ He's not above dragging you into the depths, convinced that they'll emerge reborn as his perfect, submissive mate ♡‧₊˚ He becomes possessive, not wanting anyone else to lay eyes on your beach body. He'll glare daggers at any admirers ♡‧₊˚ He's oddly fascinated by seashells, collecting them obsessively and presenting them to you as "tributes"

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Zack Fair ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Zack is the ultimate beach himbo. He'll spend hours splashing in the waves, building sand sculptures, and playing beach volleyball ♡‧₊˚ Zack is the type to bury himself in the sand and pretend to be a merman, complete with a seaweed tail and shell bra ♡‧₊˚ Zack loves any excuse to show off his toned physique. He'll "accidentally" flex while applying sunscreen or challenge you to a swim race just so he can dive into the waves ♡‧₊˚ He loves to surprise you with underwater kisses, dragging you beneath the surface for a playful smooch ♡‧₊˚ He'll insist on taking a million couple's selfies, wanting to capture every moment of the perfect beach day together ♡‧₊˚ He'd be the type to buy matching couples' swimwear, insisting on wearing cheesy printed shirts ♡‧₊˚ He's a pro at giving piggyback rides through the waves, making sure you have the best time

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Reno ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

♡‧₊˚ Reno sees the beach as his own personal playground. He'll spend hours surfing, cliff-diving, and getting into all sorts of mischief ♡‧₊˚ He would "borrow" a jet ski and take you on a wild joyride, complete with daring jumps and 360 spins ♡‧₊˚ Reno is a shameless flirt and will use every cheesy beach pickup line in the book. "Is that a sunburn, or are you always this hot?" ♡‧₊˚ Would get drunk on beach cocktails and serenade you with off-key renditions of summer love songs ♡‧₊˚ He's the type to start a water gun fight with strangers, using his Turk skills to dominate the beach battlefield ♡‧₊˚ He'd suggest sneaking off to a secluded cove for some skinny dipping and underwater makeout sessions ♡‧₊˚ He's terrible at applying sunscreen evenly and ends up with the most ridiculous tan lines, much to your amusement

[nightfal1n]

Hospitalization and reading

[novacorpsrecruit]

Bound by the Situation

Day 21 Steddie Kinktober prompts from @infinite-orangepeel on twitter

Mature • wc 771 • tw improper packing tape usage • prompt: accidental kink discovery

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“Harrington!” Eddie called from the stock room of the Family Video. “Need your help!”

It was new inventory day, which meant Keith scheduled an extra person to help with the new inventory. Three Family Video employees always seemed like too much on a Tuesday afternoon — even with the new inventory, but Eddie, Steve and Robin weren’t going to argue about sharing a shift together. Robin waved Steve off as she flipped her magazine. She knew the risk of sending Eddie and Steve off together. She may not see them until the end of their shift. But with as slow as it was, she almost didn’t care. She had more quiet time for reading. She could put on her own music and nobody would complain if they’re sucking face.

Steve pushed the door to the back room, catching Eddie with the roll of shipping tape in his hands and at least once around his wrists. He grinned sheepishly at Steve. “A little help?”

“I don’t know how you want me to help,” Steve said, feeling his throat go dry. He crossed his arms. “What are you even doing anyway?”

“I was wondering if I could break through this,” Eddie said. “Like if my wrists were bound? If I could break it.”

“If your wrists were bound,” Steve repeated.

“Yeah,” Eddie nodded. “Like if I was kidnapped or held hostage.”

“You were taping your wrists together,” Steve said slowly, his eyes traveling down Eddie’s body to his wrists.

“To see if I could break free,” Eddie completed his sentence. “Now bind me.”

“Okay,” Steve breathed, stepping into Eddie’s space. He took the roll of tape from Eddie’s hands, slowly wrapping it around his wrists. Steve could feel a rush of excitement, a pool of heat in his gut, as he assumes he couldn’t wait to see Eddie test his strength. He’d wonder if he could convince Eddie to try it on him, as well.

“Tighter,” Eddie commanded. Steve obeyed. He wrapped it around tighter three more times, letting Eddie test the restraints before giving a nod. “Perfect. Now cut it.”

Steve leaned down, taking the tape between his teeth and tearing it, leaning back to pull it apart.

“Fuck —“

Steve looked up at Eddie as he laid down the end of the tape. He had a grin plastered on his face — the same troublesome grin that Steve knew meant trouble. That Eddie was up to something. The same lopsided grin that pulled the scar tissue tight. The same grin that Steve loved.

“That was hot.”

Steve rolled his eyes, taking a step back. “Okay, Eds,” he said, gesturing to his bound wrists. “Do your thing.”

Eddie yanked at his wrists, the tape didn’t budge. He struggled for a minute before searching for another attempt. He tried bringing it against his hip to no avail. He tried twisting his wrists to see if it helped loosen the tape, but it may have made it worse. He grunted as he lifted his hands above his head, attempting pulling his wrists apart.

And Steve?

Steve watched from the distance, feeling himself go almost lightheaded with desire as he watched his boyfriend struggle against the the tape, binding his wrists together. Steve audibly closed his mouth, letting the saliva pool in his mouth before swallowing. He couldn’t help but admire Eddie as he tried to fight the restraints, his body thrashing from side to side, the chain on his jeans jingling, as he could not break free. He lifted his eyes to Steve, and Steve couldn’t hold back any further.

Steve nearly pounced on Eddie, his hand quickly covering the bound wrists above Eddie’s head. Eddie audibly swallowed. “Steve?”

“I think —“ Steve breathed, collecting the thoughts buzzing around his head. “I think we need to take the tape home with us tonight.”

“Home?” Eddie asked, his eyes big like a baby deer.

“Yeah,” Steve said, nodding slowly. “Think you look real pretty tied up like this.”

“Yeah?” Eddie asked. The realization suddenly dawned on Eddie of what Steve was asking. “You like me tied up, big boy? Like me on display for you?”

“Keeps you in one place, doesn’t it?” Steve asked with a smirk. He pressed a hot kiss on the corner of his jaw, nipping at the skin lightly as he squeezed his wrists in his hand. “Oh the things I’d do to you like this, Pretty boy.”

“Fuck,” Eddie moaned. “Bathroom. Now.”

Eddie slipped out of Steve’s grip with ease as he pulled Steve towards the employee bathroom. “Robin! 15 minute break!”

“Disinfect the room, you perverts!” She yelled back.

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[cherubfae]

hi! do you have any sfw thoughts for reno? love your writing!!!

𝔰𝔣𝔴 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰 || {𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔬 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔯}

tags: sfw, fem!reader, established relationships, cuddling, fluffy/comfort

a/n: tysm <3 enjoy!!

If he sees something you like, he buys it for you. Be it food, candy, small trinkets, stuffed animals, or a unique piece of jewellery. He's careful not to overload you with anything.

Reno is a very physically affectionate person. Many kisses and hand-holding. Your friendship honestly wasn't much different. Neither of you could ever be 'just friends'.

If he's dating you and he's not anywhere near work, he is gonna be all over you! His hand in yours, his arm around your shoulder, or his hand at your lower back.

Is extremely loyal to you. Rude knows about you, Rufus too. Everyone knows you are off limits and in most cases protected by Shinra's overwhelming omnipresence.

He lovesss making you smile! It's one of his favorite things to do. Whether it be by making quick little quips or physically tickling you until you're squealing against the sofa and fighting his hands. He loves seeing that bright, happy grin and the flush of your cheeks as you fend him off.

Enjoys buying you sweets and trying different snacks with you in his off-time. He has a bit of a sweet tooth and certainly indulges in yours if you have one!

He really likes being able to buy you everything you may need or want. He definitely doesn't mind being the sole breadwinner but he doesn't like the idea of you having to work full-time and getting stressed out or tired. So leave everything to him, okay?

Buys you flowers every time he comes back home if he can. It's become a rather endearing ritual. Sometimes flowers are hard to come by so he'll make you a flower out of origami paper! He tried to crochet a bouquet once. It's very droopy and he put little happy faces on them ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

No matter how tired he is or stressed out, he wants to cuddle up into your arms and hear about your day. Not only because he genuinely wants to listen and cares and loves for you deeply, the sound of your voice soothes him.

A big cuddler! Loves having his arms around you and his face hidden in your neck. This dude is an absolute heater you hardly have need for multiple blankets even in the colder months.

You are his lock screen and home screen and his contact photo is of you and him. He loves showing you off proudly but if anyone looks at you in a more than friendly way he is gonna get upset >:(

Reno isn't perfect, fights are bound to happen. He doesn't mind the cool down time. He hates the fact he made you upset and angry with him and he doesn't like being irritated by you-- you're his everything. You two vowed to never go to bed angry and even when fighting, you still let the other know that space is needed and that you still love them.

Fights aren't often and they're mostly about safety, but small disputes or playful arguments can be pretty common. Reno can be a little sadistic sometimes and as much as he does love you, he also enjoys getting under your skin, and sometimes he takes things too far.

When make-ups happen, it's all about care, relaxing, and eating good food. Working towards moving past whatever issues are raised in the best manner possible, figuring out if it's something you can work on or learn to live with.

Holds you like every night may be his last. He loves having you tucked against him. It's comforting.

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[avatarchic]

kaiju no. 8 masterlist !

⋆ hibino kafka ↳

⋆ ichiwaka reno ↳

⋆ hoshina soshiro ↳

⋆ ashiro mina ↳

⋆ furuhashi iharu ↳

⋆ kaguragi aoi ↳

⋆ izumo haruichi ↳

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[futureofdespair-xiv]

Devilish waltz

[quibbs126]

I was just drawing this concept, I’m still not sure if I want to do much with it

So basically, it’s been an idea semi percolating in my head to make another kid for Menos and Velvet. Specifically, this came from the fact that I’ve noted that Menos’ kids look so little like him, so the idea was to make one that just looks like a smaller Menos. The genes just came in at full force. But then later, when I made the post about forgetting that Ceres is half human, I realized that I should probably add in some non Demon features too

I only made him yesterday because I was bored at work, and I couldn’t think of what else to draw. And I thought he turned out pretty good, so I translated him into digital drawings

I would show you the original picture, but it was drawn exclusively in pencil, and it’s on a darker cardboard sheet, so it’s practically impossible to capture on photo. I just really liked how the pencil sketch came out (my manager came in during my break and sharpened my pencil, so it was darker and less blunt), and I didn’t want to potentially ruin it with my somewhat shaky pen, and I had bright light so I didn’t realize it wouldn’t show with a darker lighting

It also kind of screwed me over when I was trying to translate into the digital sketch (that would be the top left), since it was night time, and I only had my lamp light. So it looks weird, but I had the basic appearance down, and I could refine it now, which is what I did on the top right

But yeah, I guess we talk about design things

So his hair style mostly comes from one of Velvet’s concept hairs, and I thought it works as an in between for Velvet and Menos

But I do wonder if it looks too different from Velvet’s final hair, and if I couldn’t have came up with something more unique for him. But moving on

The non Demon features I decided on are him not having horns, as well as having shorter ears than Demons, though they’re still pointed. Also I had the pink nose originally, but I took it out to make it less similar. I also wanted to give him black sclera, but make his eyes blue like his mom. Though I made it brighter because the regular color didn’t feel right

I also wanted to give him the bicolor, but I’m still working on what his secondary color should be. I asked on Discord, and the pink he has in the top right was what we settled on, but Velvet has pink secondary hair color already, so I debated going back to the dark blue, which is what I did on the bottom. I still don’t know which I should stick to honestly

I’m also not sure if I should give him glasses or not. I think it looks fine, I just haven’t decided on it. He does for now though, and I made it a different shape from Velvet’s as well

Overall, I think he succeeds at looking like Menos while not being a complete clone. I was drawing him, and I think he’s like a softer Menos

But I also wonder if I’m playing it too safe

With the kids in Evoland 2, while I may say that Reno and Ceres don’t look like their dad, I think the designs really succeed in having them look similar to their parents, but while being very much distinct. They are not copies of their parents, they’re their own people

Ceres I think is an excellent example of that. You can tell who her parents are by her design if you look hard enough, but she’s different enough that she looks her own person. It may be in part to aid in the twist about her heritage, but the final product really does exemplify this

And it’s like, by comparison, I feel like I’m not doing enough, like he looks too similar, too obvious who his parents are, and that I’m not being creative enough

Maybe I'm being too harsh on myself, considering the point of this character is that he's supposed to look super similar to his dad, but I feel like I'm not doing enough

It also doesn't really help that I don't know what to do with his character. I have an idea of him being more book smart, and/or he deals more in politics than any sort of fighting, but I feel like maybe it's still too similar to Velvet or something. Like he should be something entirely unique, but I don't know what

And by proxy, this goes for his outfit. I can't really make an outfit without knowing the general idea of the character (at least most times), so I don't know what'd be good there. I just slapped something together on the bottom left

I know this character likely wouldn't feasibly ever exist (I mean, maybe he could, and he was born right before Ceres was taken or something, but it's unlikely still). In my head, he'd exist in some alternate timeline where we had another ending after the canon ending, where we destroy the Project, the timeline no longer loops, and everyone can go home or something, with Velvet and Menos getting together and living in Demonia with their kids (still unsure if they'd be going to the Past or Present, since Fina and Kuro would be going to the Present). Also, the Ceres we know died, but she was born again in this new ending and doesn't get kidnapped. So, like, this kid would in context be the 3rd kid of Menos, 2nd kid of Velvet's, and a prince in Demonia, or what remains of the country as Menos tries to rebuild it, and his life is mostly normal outside of that

I also really don't know what to name him. Maybe I give him a Roman god name like his sister? Or make it a Greek god maybe? Or a mythical king like his dad and grandpa? I'm not sure. A concept in my head is maybe he's named after his grandpa, being Arthus II, but that feels uncreative

Note as I'm finishing this, the name Janus popped into my head. Maybe that could work?

Hmm, I don't really know what else to say honestly. I think I had other points, but I don't know how to work them in

I guess the point of this was, here's this concept I've been working on, I want to show off completed work but also I don't really know what I'm doing with it

He probably needs more refining in his character, but I don't really have ideas to work with either. It'll be a struggle, and that's if I choose to continue with him