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[sunny-explosions]

@deptofgunsandwomen​ / Laguna

“Are you going to need more of Garden’s help in the near future? You can always request me specifically, you know.”

Not that it was wise to show favoritism, especially so soon after she’d been part of the squad sent out to comb through Lunatic Pandora before it was permanently put out of commission (again), but patience was not one of Selphie’s strong suits. Besides, that last assignment had sent her back with more weighing on her mind than ever, and now that she’d had some time to consider her options, returning to Esthar was her top priority.

Playing into a weakness to accomplish her own goals, perhaps, but despite the bigger picture that motivated her to ask, she did genuinely enjoy her time there. Or, rather, Laguna’s company, when he had time to spare for her.

And considering the late hour, she was willing to bet he wouldn’t be overheard, following up her question with a soft, “I miss you.”

#deptofgunsandwomen #-insert elmo gif here- #we can skip around if you want to #I figured Things have already happened to set this in motion #and she's just trying to convince him to bring her in of his own accord~

[hyperionswrath-a]

“I may be a pretty shitty boyfriend, but turns out I’m actually a pretty damn good babysitter.” -deptofgunsandwomen/squall

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Scoffing, the tall blond quirked a brow at the brunet, knowing full well what the little shit was referring to as he had set down the stack of papers in front of him. Already he wished he was back in D-District, not having to deal with the embarrassment of being expected to do what B-Garden’s Commander asked of him. “Fuck you, Leonhart” he hissed, arms decidedly crossing over his broad chest, head tipping so he could raise his chin at the other. There was no telling why they had brought him here but seriously, if pretty boy expected him to play along nicely just out of some perceived debt he should feel towards any of them, he was so gonna be learning a thing or two. “I ain’t in need of a babysitter and I sure as fuck don’t care about your relationship problems.” Well, at least that last bit was a blatant lie because in fact, he perked up at the notion that Leonhart considered himself a shitty boyfriend. Was there something amiss with Rinoa and him? Wouldn’t that be funny… “Also you can pack those where the sun don’t shine, I ain’t gonna do no fuckin’ paperwork,” came the next onslaught of hissed muttering, chin jutting in the general direction of the papers stacked on the table before him. They had Quistis for that, or whoever else liked doing boring shit like that. If they’d asked him to go out and hunt some monsters or clear out the fire cavern, he might have been more willing to agree to take orders, but this right here was worse than having to listen to one of Trepe’s endless lectures back in the day. What had he expected, however? Garden would always be a disappointment in his books, of course that wouldn’t change just because someone else was in charge.

#deptofgunsandwomen #[ only smol things today... brain is still a bit overworked :< ] #[ ALSO I JUST WENT SOMEWHERE WITH THIS I HOPE THIS IS OK ]

[hartofbalamb]

Random Dialogue Prompts | status: open

@deptofgunsandwomen asked: “i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.” -laguna

  This was getting old. It didn’t seem to matter how many times and for how many different reasons Squall was around the Estharian president, the man seemed to want to make it about making up for lost time, assuaging some sense of guilt he felt for years lost. Squall had tried to explain to him that he didn’t want it, this forced relationship between them. Blood meant nothing in a world where it was so easily spilled and betrayed, and as far as Squall was concerned they were little more than acquaintances. 

  It wasn’t personal. He didn’t blame Laguna for the past — why would he? There was no saying what sort of life he would have led had the man come back for him. What sort of world it would be if he hadn’t become a SeeD. Would someone else have stepped into his shoes? Stopped the time witch? Or would time have compressed, all of them doomed to live and die under her reign? He wasn’t foolish enough to think himself special. The only one for the job. Someone else would have gotten it done, he was sure, but wondering over what-ifs was a senseless waste of time, as was blaming a man he’d never met for depriving him of things he had no concept of: family. 

  But personal or no, having to caretake the other’s feelings was a inconvenient, including him in his business overcomplicated. His first reflex was to refuse him, politely, but there was nothing more pathetic than watching a grown man mope about deprived of purpose, and so he would relent. 

  “Fine. Rinoa’s appointment finishes up in a couple of hours — if you could take me to Odine’s lab to pick her up I’d appreciate it. Public transport isn’t ideal for her,” or him for that matter; ever since his accident at the Centran ruins those high-speed tube rides made him a little queasy, but he wasn’t about to complain for his own sake.

#deptofgunsandwomen #💠║v; The Hereafter #«💠» m; Laguna

[instructor-aki]

❰❰ TACKLE ❱❱ sender hugs the receiver so hard they almost fall over / do fall over -deptofgunsandwomen/nida

It had been over three solid weeks of acclimating and training the newest crop of SeeDs,- and Aki wanted nothing more than to curl up with a trashy mystery novel on this, his first day off in nearly a month.

Perhaps he'd even be so bold as to have a nap afterwards.

The book, however, suddenly went flying, and Aki's reading glasses went askew as Nida tackled him, seemingly out of nowhere.

He pretended to be annoyed, barely hiding a smirk - and returning the embrace.

"You're lucky I wasn't armed, Nida. Sneaking up on me like that?" Aki teased. "And...you made me lose my place...." He raised an eyebrow at Nida and smiled.

@deptofgunsandwomen

#HELLO #deptofgunsandwomen #these two nerds ahhhhhh #nida tag

[corditeheart]

What’s something you still don’t understand about the rpc? AND What is the oddest muse you’ve picked up that you didn’t think you would? PLEASE AND THANK~

Why for an extremely collaborative writing activity, people get up in arms about how anyone is allowed to respond to their posts. Like, make wild leaps! Have your character say exactly the wrong thing. I mean... the whole point is that this is an entire giant game of improv, and "yes, and" works so much better to motivate plots and threads than "that's godmodding" for literally just like... assuming someone passes a character the thing they're asking for.

1a. also the caard thing.

1b. also why people's rules are fifty miles long. i think i've been c/ping the same rules list to every blog for years lmao.

2. gestures vaguely at xu. who is, to this date, the most consistent muse i have on tumblr (even seifer, who is technically a longer-running blog in various iterations, isn't as consistent for me!) I've only moved her twice, once to make her a sideblog instead of a stand-alone and then another when someone kept sending me nasty anons all day and night and it was easier to just start over than it was to try to drum up the energy to log onto her to clean out the inbox.

like, we love a strong murder lady but she had five seconds of screen time.

second place would DEFINITELY go to nida over on @deptofgunsandwomen, thanks to @sunny-explosions and @instructor-aki fully encouraging shenanigans.

for again, a dude with five seconds of screen time.

#hello bb ilu thank u

[sunny-explosions]

“ Right now I feel invisible to you, like I’m not real. ” -deptofgunsandwomen/nida

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She barely comprehends the words when he first speaks, but the shift in Nida's tone finally draws Selphie's gaze out of the papers spread out over the counter, magazine clippings and pages of notes she'd barely looked up from since he came in to talk to her. Had she even held a decent conversation with him lately, aside from short answers to his questions and talking his ear off about her own problems when he offered to listen?

"I didn't mean to make you feel that way, I'm sorry." She finally says, taking a deep breath and turning her back to the messy plans that had overwhelmed most of her free time for the past few days, giving Nida her full attention. "You're definitely real, Nida, and you do matter to me. I've just gotten really distracted lately and I didn't realize how it was affecting you."

#deptofgunsandwomen #asks

[sunny-explosions]

Occupied -deptofgunsandwomen/nida

occupied. our muses getting riled up in a public bathroom.

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"Come with me. I have an idea."

The shameless amount of flirting and suggestive comments had built to a breaking point on this particular outing, with Selphie grabbing Nida's hand and leading him forward without any more explanation. She could be convincing and he usually trusted her judgement, but she wondered if he would change his mind once she led him to the door of the closest single stall bathroom, glanced around to make sure no one would see, and pulled him inside with her.

Selphie tried not to get too wound up in public, and taking a risk like this wasn't something they usually did... Well, except for that one night in the back of his truck under the stars, but that was out in the middle of nowhere.

If he wanted to stop her, all he would need to do was say the word and she would redirect her path back home, safely within the privacy of their own space. But until he did, she would continue, flipping the lock on the door and pinning him against it, no longer holding herself back.

"I've wanted to get my hands on you for a while, you know that? You've made it hard to be patient."

#deptofgunsandwomen #-eyebrow waggles- #hey there nida~ #asks

[sunny-explosions]

@deptofgunsandwomen​ (Laguna) asked:

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship  

Four headcanons meme

When she hosts a Festival to raise money for Trabia, she sends out personal invitations across the world, including some more powerful people that include Laguna. She never expects them to show up, but Laguna is the only one who does, and he donates a decent sum to her cause. It means a lot more to her than he might think it does.

Selphie is the one who starts tossing in a few flirty comments here and there when she sees Laguna in Garden more frequently just for the heck of it, although she doesn’t expect him to return the sentiment. She’s definitely happy to be proven wrong when he does flirt back.

If anything were to happen to her job, Selphie knows that she could probably reach out to Laguna for something else to do, either just a place to stay or some position that would get her more hands-on work with the Ragnarok.

Being sneaky in public during some formal events is part of what makes their secret relationship fun, and they have a history of slipping away for a little while when they won’t be missed to find a hidden alcove or deserted hallway where they can just focus on each other.

#deptofgunsandwomen #headcanon #I still love that ask from way back when where they got caught outside Squall's office lol

[sunny-explosions]

@deptofgunsandwomen​ (Nida) asked:

“ are you pregnant? “

Pregnancy Prompts

Nida's question surprises her enough that she startles as she looks up to see his reflection in the bathroom mirror a few paces behind her, home a lot sooner than she thought he would be. It’s only then that she realizes she tore open the box of tests and tossed it aside on their bed in her rush to go take them, since she thought she would be done before he came in.

Rinoa had mentioned it in passing as a possibility for why she felt so weird over the past couple weeks, and while Selphie had initially brushed it off, she’d been unable to get it out of her head until she could see the results for herself. And now, here she was.

“Unless three tests in a row are all wrong,” she finally says, slowly spinning around to face him properly and turning the test in her hands so the digital display is facing him, depicting a very confident positive.

#deptofgunsandwomen #askdhs #remember how HORRIBLE we made this before

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@deptofgunsandwomen​ (Laguna) asked:

“ i brought lunch, orange juice, a bunch of nail polish, and the entire aisle of baby-proofing stuff at the supermarket. you’re in charge of music and relaxing on the couch, i’ll handle everything else. got it? “

Pregnancy Prompts

He definitely wasn’t kidding - the assortment of bags and supplies scattered over the table is nothing short of impressive, and Selphie can’t help but giggle at how thoughtful he was, while still trying to keep her doing as little as possible.

She wants to reply that she’s still able to function like a normal person for the most part, but the mention of food and a very enticing smell from the other end of the table - something that actually seems incredibly appetizing for once - distracts her enough that she decides to concede for now.

“You had my attention at ‘lunch’,” she muses, wandering over to find the takeout box that’s made her aware of just how hungry she actually is. “If I can’t do anything else, at least let me help you with reading directions or tearing packages open? That much I can do while sitting down!”

#deptofgunsandwomen #;A; he's such a good bean omg

[hyperionswrath-a]

“Sometimes, your total obliviousness just blows my mind.” -deptofgunsandwomen/nida

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Stopping mid-sip, Seifer glances over the rim of his coffee cup to shoot an inquisitive look at Nida, brow quirking up. He hadn’t even noticed the other approach, much less stay nearby, but that wasn’t that much of a surprise for the tall blond - he had something about him that made people overlook him. At least that had always counted for Seifer and, as far as he had heard, for Squall as well. Setting down his cup, he let out a low hum, leaning back in the cafeteria chair without taking his piercing gaze off the other, waiting for an explanation on the words thrown his way. When none are coming, he lets out an exasperated sigh and stretches out both arms lightly, a likewise inviting and annoyed gesture of the kind that only Seifer seemed to be able to make. “No idea what you’re on about, pal, so either ya gonna be clear with what you want, or move along.” The most annoying part was honestly that he couldn’t even have half an hour in the morning to himself outside of his room without people annoying him. Either he was summoned to some annoying meeting where he was expected to spill intel he hadn’t already brought forth (there was none), or someone wanted to check in with him to make sure he wasn’t planning to disappear suddenly (he had nowhere to go anyway), or people randomly tried to strike up a conversation - like now. “So, what do you want?” he repeats, fingers impatiently rapping on the table surface.

#deptofgunsandwomen #⦗ 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌 verse ⦘

[sunny-explosions]

❛  i  realize  i’ve  been  less  than  cooperative .     i  want  to  change  that .  ❜ -deptofgunsandwomen/squall

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Squall catches her in the cafeteria with nearly all of her side of the table covered in open magazines, binders, and sheets of notes, her focus almost entirely on the event while she has free time to spare. And although she would have taken him declining to lend a hand in stride and just found someone else, the fact that he's come over of his own free will is enough to make her actually stop for a few seconds and just stare up at him in slight surprise.

A little bit suspicious in the timing of this shift, but Selphie is too curious about the extent of this change to think anything else of it. Instead, she carefully rests her elbows on the table, laces her fingers together, and props her chin atop her knuckles with a grin.

"You have my attention," she says with a small giggle, gesturing to the seat at the opposite end of the table, the only side that isn't cluttered up with her messy sort of organizing. "I wouldn't be mad at you if you didn't want to help, you know! But if you're offering, I'm not gonna think twice, so... What made you change your mind?"

#deptofgunsandwomen #asks

[sunny-explosions]

Sleeves -deptofgunsandwomen/nida

[ SLEEVES ] : sender rolls up their sleeves to reveal their forearms.

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Even if he's currently distracted by his work in the depths of Garden's basement, even if she's just sitting beside him ready to pitch in if he asks for an extra hand or to swap out pliers for a screwdriver, his mind might be on work, but hers most definitely is not. Nida might think he's an average, middle of the road, nothing special about him kind of guy, but even with something as simple as rolling his sleeves up, Selphie can't stop staring at him - the serious look on his face, the motion of his fingers on his sleeve, the way his muscles shifted and rippled now that she could see more of his skin...

She snaps out of her thoughts quickly enough that she knows he asked for something, but not so fast that she actually hears the tool he asked for. Based on what he's about to do, she can make an educated guess, at least, and her eyes drift down along his arms one more time before she turns to rifle through the toolbox to find something she hopes is suitable.

"You know, when you're like this? Absorbed in your work, totally in your element and doing what you do best?" Selphie pulls out a wrench that looks like it might be right and swivels back to hand it to him, grinning. "...It's kinda hot."

#deptofgunsandwomen #asks

[sunny-explosions]

@deptofgunsandwomen​ | Continued from X

Shit.

She wants to prove him wrong, to be able to recite everything he’s told her over the past few days about how his day has gone or what he’s worked on to show that she’s been absorbing as much as she’s been gushing about her own things, but...she can’t. Her mind is drawing a blank.

“I just... I’m sorry, Nida.” Selphie wants to try to explain herself, even if it’s futile and Nida’s rightfully hurt that anything he’s said has gone in one ear and right out the other over the past week, but he makes the excuse to leave before she can even start.

She knows it’s a lie, just a reason to get away - to be anywhere but here. Any arguing against it or telling him to stay could make things worse, even though she wants to, and she finally nods her head with a sigh.

“...At least take Rocky with you? So you’re not alone.” He’s more of a big furry goofball than he is a guard dog, but she’d feel more at ease knowing Nida wasn’t just wandering aimlessly by himself in the dark.

#deptofgunsandwomen #help me; my feelings #THE PAIN

[sunny-explosions]

❛  you make me smile … and also super horny, but that’s not the point.  ❜ -deptofgunsandwomen/nida

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"Are you sure that's not the point?" She's grinning as she teases him, not even trying to be subtle anymore with the way she molds herself into his side, leaning up to nuzzle against his neck.

If she's going to have that much of an effect on Nida even when she's not really trying, might as well make the most of it and try her hardest to make him smile for multiple reasons. Especially if he's willing to mention it so easily.

"I might get so irresistible that it'll be hard to make that meeting in a couple hours... But I'd definitely make it worth your while if you wanna play hooky."

#deptofgunsandwomen #asks

[sunny-explosions]

voice mail. my muse leaving yours a dirty voice mail. Laguna of your choice!

@deptofgunsandwomen

It's late, she's a little tipsy, and even though she's flopped down onto her bed to get off of her feet for the first time in hours, her mind is far too active to think about drifting off just yet. She wishes she could just do something, but she's alone, everyone else has crashed, and her thoughts simply begin to wander.

When she gets to reminiscing, thoughts of whiskey-tinged kisses, wandering hands, and sorts of physical affection that blossomed in this very room on Garden's campus are all she can focus on, images of Laguna flooding her head and refusing to leave. Even though he's across an ocean, she still has ways to talk to him, and before she realizes what she's doing, she pulls up the contact list in her phone and her thumb hovers over his name.

Selphie dials his number anyway, wondering if she'll catch him at a bad time. She doesn't, the line rings and rings until his voicemail picks up, and while she could just text him, she waits for the beep to voice her thoughts instead. Maybe it'll have more impact if he actually hears what's on her mind in her own words.

"I can't get you out of my head," she breathes, her free hand grabbing one of her stray curls and twirling it around a finger as she speaks. "I keep remembering that first night you came to my place, when we pushed past the coy flirting and never looked back again. How you looked at me, how your lips felt, how we've explored every inch of each other...

"I want to feel your hands on me. All I want is to push you down, tear your clothes off, and climb on top of you to have my way with you. I need you." She grins to herself, humming at the thought, before she speaks again. "I don't know if I'll be able to hold back the next time I have you all to myself. I want you inside me again. Please. I want you so badly. I..."

Selphie has enough sense to stop herself before she continues that sentence, thinking that maybe she shouldn't completely derail a dirty message with something heartfelt when she's still under the influence, and instead takes a breath before continuing. "I'm going to fuck you senseless the next time I see you. That's a promise, Laguna~."

Once she hangs up and tosses her phone back onto her nightstand, she's aware of just how hot her cheeks have become, and she finally wills herself to actually get up and head for the shower, hoping it will relax her enough that she'll be able to pass right out, and perhaps wake up to his response to her voicemail.

#deptofgunsandwomen #welp #...I'm totally not sorry lol #asks #naughty things ahoy~ #...I need to change that tag