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I’m slowly coming back, but to add some organization into my life I created a new blog solely for RPing. You can find me over at ShinRa-Assistant from now on!

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Meet Rita Domino!

(Reeve Tuesti’s Assistant)

If you’re interested in:

Unwitting Corporate Espionage

Shinra shenanigans

Policy Wonkery and How Stuff in Gaia Works

And desperately trying to convince the people you care about to take a nap

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Indie | Selective | Slow but trying to be more steady | 18+

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Just saw PS5/Intergrade footage of FF7 and seeing the scene with Reeve and his assistant….

WTF did they do to her. They changed her model. Aged it up, made it ugly and it looks so out of place in the scene and I just-

wow. I can’t believe in an instant all inspiration to write and finish projects I loved and spent so much time on evaporated just like *poof*

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Rita stifles her smile at his reaction. She can’t say she’s too surprised to hear Reeve has no plans, nor that he’s not fond of the commercialized day. “I can’t say I disagree. I’ve never been one for sappy romance. Who has the time?” She laughs and shrugs, half-joking...but only half.

Then, the thought occurring to her that if Reeve has no plans, it means he’s probably going to be working. She has half a mind to chide him for that, but then again, she’s no hypocrite - hadn’t she been looking forward to having some peace and quiet in the office to finish up filing reports? Clearly her boss’s work habits were rubbing off on her.

“Seeing as my plans consist of a date night with my computer terminal and filing these reports, I was probably going to order some food.” Rita’s not sure where she finds the courage to ask, but there’s something in his expression that inspires the words, “Care to join me?”

Continuation of a Valentines Day ask reply by @urbdev-assistant​

She nearly falters with the files as Reeve asks her about her evening plans. She doesn’t at all expect his question and finds herself stammering more than she likes in her response.

“Oh- oh, no, not really. I had planned to spend time watching some classic movies with Papa so that he wasn’t alone. But then he changed plans, because apparently he has a secret date. Which - I didn’t really pry into.” Though he doesn’t begrudge her grandfather his privacy, or happiness, Rita can’t contain an incredulous giggle at the thought. Then she grows warm, feeling embarrassed by her own giddiness. Why did Reeve asking her about this topic make her feel like this?

“Anyway, since he’s off, I’ll be alone tonight.” She wills her face to feel less hot as she meets his eyes and asks, “And you, Director?

Reeve frowns a little in concentration at her stuttering giddiness. That was a little unexpected as a reaction but then he supposes finding out that family members have some sort of illicit sounding secret date would make most folks a wee bit discombobulated.

His Ma does not seem to be the sort to date around since his Da passed but he would feel the same way too, were it her. Not that he would begrudge Ruvie finding someone, it’s just a strange thing to think about.

Aye~ that likely explains the lassie’s behaviour…

“Ahh, I see. Well… good on Mayor Domino.” He states, somewhat distant in bewilderment, eyes and mouth widening a little further at the admission that Rita will be alone on Valentines. Once again, Reeve does not exactly ascribe to all the fuss of the day but that remains… surprising to him.

Clearly her dedication to the job is having an impact on her personal life. He’s not one to judge, and it’s her life to choose to do with it what she will of course, but the thought that her duties to him is stifling her personal life pricks guilty in his throat.

“Oh.” He snaps his mouth shut, full lower lip pursing against the other as those furrows deepen. There is a pause before he shrugs it off, just as as he shrugs his shoulders, “No plans. I’m not much one for this sort of thing,” he hesitates, “I mean Valentines Day of course. It all seems like a commercial excuse for something that a price cannot truly be put upon.”  

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1/? Reeve closes the file and holds it up with the others to pat down in line onto the desktop. He then looks up at her, something hiding behind the dark lashes, as the files are passed over to her care. It was Valentine’s Day, a false celebration of love that Reeve took no stock of, but he was not about to deny his hard-working assistant the evening off to do as she will, with whomever she chooses.

2/? He suspects there must be someone, for he cannot imagine such a bright and bonnie woman not having her admirers. Not that there was anything wrong with that, essentially that is what happens most years for him. Though Reeve won’t be alone today only on a mere technicality, in that Cait Sith was in a separate form. In many ways however there is a gift of affection being exchanged here, of an evening spent away from their workplace.

3/3 Rita has spent many a time trying to get him to take a break, and he has spent many a word in deflection or light argument against that. He wants her to have an evening off too, for she utterly deserves it and more. Sometimes he wishes she would not be so hard-working and stubborn to stay because of his own hard-working and stubborn nature, but that was Rita for you. He gives her a smile and there again in his eyes that concealed emotion - pure curiosity and care, “Do you have any plans?”

She nearly falters with the files as Reeve asks her about her evening plans. She doesn’t at all expect his question and finds herself stammering more than she likes in her response.

“Oh- oh, no, not really. I had planned to spend time watching some classic movies with Papa so that he wasn’t alone. But then he changed plans, because apparently he has a secret date. Which - I didn’t really pry into.” Though he doesn’t begrudge her grandfather his privacy, or happiness, Rita can’t contain an incredulous giggle at the thought. Then she grows warm, feeling embarrassed by her own giddiness. Why did Reeve asking her about this topic make her feel like this?

“Anyway, since he’s off, I’ll be alone tonight.” She wills her face to feel less hot as she meets his eyes and asks, “And you, Director?”

@animus-inspire

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//OOC

Boosting to not only share womby’s beautiful work, but also for a little self promotion. I know I’ve been neglecting Rita here lately, but that’s because I’ve been writing about her elsewhere! As this fic winds down I should be back to regular tumbling.

HUGE shout out and thank you to the amazingly talented @wombywoo​ for the gorgeous art!

I commissioned this piece a while ago, actually, when I first started my WIP longfic. I adore how this came out, and couldn’t be happier. It’s also been a great source of motivation to keep me writing. Thank you again, womby!

Reckoning

Fic Summary:

Reeve Tuesti, embroiled in affairs rapidly spiraling beyond his control, worries about who to serve and who to trust.

His assistant is beginning to worry the same. 

Featuring: Cait Sith, Marlene Wallace, Corporate Espionage, Angst, Inspire! Reeve, and a blend of OG/Remake canons

Chapters 1 & 2 are up:

Strange events are put in motion after President Shinra is assassinated. Reeve’s assistant wonders about what else may come to pass. Meanwhile, Reeve gets his new orders and puts Cait Sith to his assignment. Cait Sith rebels.

Read HERE and enjoy!

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mostly accurate, honestly

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https://twitter.com/aitaikimochi/status/1322243302238810112

omg mah girl! She had a different design?

this person isn’t even me lol

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//OOC

I’ve been utterly zapped as of late. Lots of stuff *gestures in 2020*

Hope to get something written over weekend/next week.

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iinspiraticn || Reeve, by Lottie.

Like / Reblog this if you like tired architects with the weight of the world on their shoulders, dream of working in the Urban Development department, or want to tell Reeve to bloody well get some rest, honestly.

HOME. ASK. LAWS. REEVE. MAINBLOG.

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what comforting thing do you need to hear?

you are loved

Whenever you feel alone, it’s your thoughts telling you hurtful things like no one cares about you, you’re too much of this, too little of that, you’re not thin enough to be loved, not smart enough for good grades, not lovable enough to be liked or not interesting enough to be remembered. This is just to let you know that those are all lies and your thoughts are there not because they’re true but because you’ve always thought like that and it’s habitual. You may have had moments where you had no one, moments you missed someone, or had friends who drifted apart or people who treated you badly. But there are people you don’t know yet who will love you one day, people whose lives are made lovelier by you or people who secretly admire you from afar. Even on quiet days and lonely nights…you are loved.

Tagged by: @stingslikeabee

Tagging: @edenslostwallflower, anyone, do it and tag me!

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Reblog if your inbox is ALWAYS open for random asks, even if you haven’t reblogged any meme

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//OOC

I can’t even express how happy I am to have found @reppin-avalanche​‘s blog. :-D I’m so excited for this!

Ecstatic to find your blog!! Always happy to see Barret-rep! :-) (from @urbdev-assistant)

I tagged you in a starter! Thanks so much!

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She couldn’t blame the man for being cautious. Rita regretted not changing from her sleek ShinRa attire before coming to rendezvous. “No trouble from me,” Rita sidled closer to him at from her seat at the bar, a unexpectedly quaint joint located under-plate. She would have to visit more often--if she survived this encounter, that was. Her grandfather had assured her that his contact in AVALANCHE would be easy to connect with. Now that she’d encountered the man in-person, Rita didn’t feel so sure.

“In fact, I’m here to make nice.” Discretely as she could, Rita pulled from her suit pocket the small data-chip her Papa carefully prepared for her, and placed it and her palm down against the bar counter. Papa had warned her to be extra careful--it would be easy for the company to track such sensitive information about ShinRa’s sentries and floor plans back to the Mayor. She couldn’t be caught being his liaison.

She turned her attention to the man seated next to her. “Perhaps we can talk, see what we have in common. Do you happen to play Dominoes?”

"You here to make trouble?"

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In that moment, Rita hated Rufus almost as much as she hated herself. Reeve would never forgive her if he knew any of it--it didn’t matter she’d made every effort to shield him in whatever way she could. And if he were here right now, she wouldn’t even feel worthy to face him, let alone to press herself to or entreat him in any way. 

But then, she wasn’t about to press herself sweetly to Rufus either, at least not sincerely. Even now, in this impossible spot, she knew she’d do whatever she could to try to protect her loved ones, to mitigate the damage Rufus expected her to do. And from the way he crept closer with half-lidded eyes, she had a feeling that meant following through with the messy, lusty compulsions that put her in this situation the first place.

“I’ve already made my choice, as you know, sir.” She met Rufus’ gaze, forcing herself to stay rooted as he stalked nearer. “My loyalty lies with my family. And as long as that means keeping you happy--then that’s what I’ll do.” He approached even closer, and instinctively Rita leaned back, unable to move away further, and bracing her arms on the desk behind her. Trapped. He would be able to tell her panic easily, unless she regained her composure now. So she puffed out her chest and held her chin confidently.

“What would you have me do to prove it to you, sir?”

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Continued from Here

Ah, fuck it–the last barely coherent thought that filtered through Rita’s mind before she snapped under the pressure of lack of sleep, nefarious deeds, and the sudden realization she’d spent more time with Rufus in the past week than Reeve. That last point especially angered her, though it was by her own design. She tried in any way she could to balance her desire to protect both grandfather and boss while satisfying Rufus’ demands of her to supply information. In this balancing act, she was failing.

In his office, staring out the bay window, the Veep had called her on her halfhearted efforts. And he did it in his infuriating, taunting way. Nothing seemed to escape his notice, and Rita hated the small thrill that brought. Working to meet and deny his demands proved to Rita a challenge, one to which she felt strangely eager to rise. Defy him. But please him, too. 

Minerva, what was wrong with her?

So–Ah, fuck it–Rita thought, and she kissed him. Why did she kiss him? She wasn’t even sure, now. She’d felt angry, desperate, and desiring of any form of control. Her fingers dug into his pristine coat for purchase as they pressed against the window. He didn’t fight her. Didn’t seem too surprised, even. He murmured against her, teeth grazing her lips and she gasped in spite of herself.

…wish he’d kiss you like this? Damn him, Rita thought as he grabbed her face, searched her soul and smirked that stupid, smug, sultry smirk of his. He saw her indignation, taunted her more as he planted a kiss to her neck, and she hated how much she enjoyed it. She tried to let out a growl of frustration, but it sounded too much like a moan for her liking.

Yet her enjoyment chilled when the Vice President taunted her again. It would be easy? To…push Reeve around? Perhaps Rufus merely intended to fluster her. But she couldn’t help but worry about a deeper implication. Was he encouraging Rita to pursue…alternative methods of getting information from the Director? Dammit, why had she acted out!? She was usually so careful, not impulsive like this. This single step out of character…how much would it cost her?

She faced a choice. Demur, apologize, possibly face having to beg for forgiveness…or double down?

“He’s not here right now. Just us.” Rita pinned Rufus with her gaze. “And I don’t want to push him around. I want to push you.” In saying the words out loud, Rita lost her nerve. “…I don’t know what I’m saying.” She stepped back, grip relenting on his coat. “My apologies, sir.” She steeled herself for whatever punishment she now would surely face.

  Rufus watched her struggle with herself, with the parts of her that didn’t come naturally but that he evoked in people, making them think that’s what he wanted or required by way of persuasion. Women plied him with kisses and sensual words often, and sometimes he allowed them to think them effective until it no longer served him to do so. 

  Perhaps Rita did wish to push him around — to exact her revenge of pent-up frustration and sexual dissatisfaction on the man who drove her to betray the object of her true desires up until now. How could Reeve ever want her if he knew? If he knew the things she did to keep herself and her grandfather safe, would he ever let her near him again? Certainly not in that carefully crafted circle of trust she’d only barely set foot in before Rufus got his claws into her. 

  She pulled away and Rufus let her, watching her backpedal frantically, the gravity of her actions heavy in her voice and stature, the way her chin dipped as if ashamed of letting him kiss that neck. He would huff a breath of amusement through his nostrils, shaking his head slowly and pushing himself off the window to pursue her in slow, ambling steps. 

  “And if he were here right now…” he spoke lowly, gazing down at her through heavy lids. “Who would you run to?” he wondered, a lilt of curiosity to his tone. “Who would you press yourself to and sooth with sweet, reassuring words. Where do your loyalties truly lie, Miss. Spencer.” 

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She hadn’t been sure about the plan, but her grandfather insisted. This was AVALANCHE’s chance to strike, and the Mayor of Midgar was relying on Rita’s proximity to the ShinRa Executives to work in the group’s favor.

Of course, it was more than just that. Even if Heidegger remembered the event--not that he would, Rita thought as she thumbed the second syringe of a different venom in her pocket--her Papa seemed convinced that the man’s soft spot for her would shield her from the most serious consequences of his wrath.

Rita doubted this. Whatever the reason for the strange kindness he afforded her, she could only believe his wrath would be all the greater for this treachery. All the more reason to make this count. If it all went to plan, when she finished the man would have a splitting migraine and not remember a thing of her betrayal.

In the meantime, however--

“I need you to give me access to Public Safety’s most secure files. Guard patrols, schedules and rotations.” She kept her voice low and measured, not wanting to betray the guilt that bubbled within her. AVALANCHE needed every scrap of information they could get if they were to successfully pull of their next plan. And Heidegger?

Well. He was the enemy.

@dogof-war

His mind had wrestled with the drug until his will was no more; whatever he’d been injected with leaves him feeling numb. So easily coerced in his state that he tracks eyes to the nearest person, his gaze soft as his body sways. If Heidegger were of his own mind, he’d be furious. Furious to be under such a cruel spell but alas, the medication takes control. 

“Your orders?” 

He speaks with an absent-mind, his command not his own but instead theirs - and someplace inside of himself - he begs for control once more.

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💍 I want to be exclusives with you 

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💔 We’ve rp’ed in the past, but now we don’t

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💡 I have a thread idea for us!

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