OPEN/MINGLE — SMASHING GARDENS

[fujin]

[ Meanwhile, in the middle of the desert......

What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immoveable object? Who knows. This is more like two old, rusted Chevys trading flirting touches at low speeds. Galbadia Garden and Balamb Garden are careening into one another in a way that some of you might find all too familiar.

Maybe this happened years ago for you, maybe it hasn't happened yet, maybe you had no business being in these crazy hoverships in the first place, but regardless. You're here now and it's time to brace for impact. This one will be an even bigger problem, because there's no one at the helm of these ships. It's as if they've developed a will of their own and driven themselves into one another, sending both vessels careening into the boiling sands below.

Luckily, these things are as hardy as they are ancient. They'll both need new paint jobs and extracurricular activities will be out of the question for some time, but when the dust clears, everything is mostly intact. The Gardens will fly again. Someday.

Anyway, this is your chance to mingle somewhere that isn't Midgar. Both Gardens are smushed together, accessible through Galbadia Garden's basketball court. Maybe you want to organize a search and rescue. Or start doing damage assessment and making repairs. Maybe you wanna do some figure skating on the definitely not demon-infested hockey rink. Whatever you want, congrats, you're not in Midgar anymore. ]

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[electroburst]

[ Ha, imagine that. The last time anyone applauded him getting fucking wrecked on the floor he was about nineteen years younger and the Honeybee hadn't yet seen the graceful touch of Andrea Rhodea's remarkably clean business practices. Reno laughs breathlessly between snivel-hics, sniffle-laughing, the relentless grasp of his body and limbs around Tseng falling away to lay there limp and spent for as long as it takes him to wipe his eyes and finish giggleboohooing. It's hard to help grinning with Tseng losing it overtop of him. Having someone laugh while they're coming in you is, like, a really special feeling that can't be put into words.

God, he's so in love. This world deserves to burn straight to the core. ]

Got your giggledick real good that time, crazyface.

[ God why! Is he still! Sobbing! Rather than waste time wiping his eyes, he props himself on his elbow to nudge his wet nose against Tseng's decidedly less wet one, grinning from ear to ear. ]

You're soooo beautiful.

[beenhad]

[ Tseng frames his hands around Reno's adorably crumpled and tear-stained face and leans them right back down to the ground again. Did he say they were done? No. Back to ground zero. ]

It's not...

[ Trying to explain what he finds so funny is a task. There's a simple explanation, but it's hard to get it out when he's still buried deep inside Reno, feeling him gigglingsobbing from the inside out, which makes it even funnier somehow. Look, for once they're both tearing up. Tseng presses their foreheads together for a second to deliver the sentiment that Reno deserves right now that is being soundly disrupted by whatever's on his mind.

Finally, he works up the will to say it. He can manage the one word. That's all. Reno will get it. ]

Squoze—

[ Fuck this he's going back to his spot against Reno's neck to kill himself with laughter in peace. ]

[electroburst]

[ ah fuck. he really should have seen squoze coming. reno brays, unexpectedly, like an ass, cackles like a jackal. gigglehicsobbing, no. just out-and-out squawking like a vulture, yes. all four of his limbs regain enough strength in their rubbery muscles to squozetight around tseng again, serving the purpose of both a sort of playful embrace (kinda? whatever) and some kind of sisyphean torture where he snickerstrangles the life out of him when he's already spent. ]

Heh, hey, I'm glad we figured out your ultimate kink is actually the aftersquozin'. I'm kinda partial to the chucklefucking, myself, though, gotta say. Kinda feels like your dick's tryna peck back up all the seeds but can't stop spitting them all back out straight into my insides every time you cut another soblaugh. This is hot as hell. You wanna go another round?

[ they need to fucking leave??? ]