I know when I originally wrote these, I had the mental auditory moments where I could hear it in my head. Of the tilak being mixed. The change of textures from something dry to something possibly paste-like. The crackle of the incense stick burning down and the sound of hair sliding on hair as he pinned it up. Rude's was the slide of a straight edge over stubble. That soft shtck of razor against skin. The soft sigh of feeling a hot towel on your skin and the almost hollow noises that echo in a bathroom. The ambiguous was on purpose because I wanted Reno to have an almost pining for Rude, because to me, it's something Rude doesn't discuss. Won't go into who he likes. It took a bit for him to say he had a crush on Tifa in the game, and nothing comes about from it. Even the mention of a possible Rude and Elena thing. I can see Reno asking for hours or possibly days about this one little slip of the tongue.
In Reno's part, it's the first time that he's more aware of this lust that's toward Rude. He's fairly certain that it's not just the booze blurring edges and that there is something there. Of course, being Rude and the lack of personal-relationship conversation that might or might not take place would make Reno hesitant. That and I'm sure that if he pressed Rude too much, Rude would kick him out and do it in a manner that would wake Tseng and then Reno would get in shit.
In a way, I wanted to have Tseng and Rude to have the calm mornings and Reno to have the end, the wild night that fades into their calmness. Both Tseng and Rude strike me as men who do things in a routinely manner even when their day is filled with wildness and storms.
Thank you again! I'm trying to put all my fics on my writing journals for ease for myself. (had a moment of "i knew i posted them..where did i post them?" and then started panicking because i couldn't find them! yay rambly!)
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Date: 2011-10-09 03:38 am (UTC)I know when I originally wrote these, I had the mental auditory moments where I could hear it in my head. Of the tilak being mixed. The change of textures from something dry to something possibly paste-like. The crackle of the incense stick burning down and the sound of hair sliding on hair as he pinned it up.
Rude's was the slide of a straight edge over stubble. That soft shtck of razor against skin. The soft sigh of feeling a hot towel on your skin and the almost hollow noises that echo in a bathroom.
The ambiguous was on purpose because I wanted Reno to have an almost pining for Rude, because to me, it's something Rude doesn't discuss. Won't go into who he likes. It took a bit for him to say he had a crush on Tifa in the game, and nothing comes about from it. Even the mention of a possible Rude and Elena thing. I can see Reno asking for hours or possibly days about this one little slip of the tongue.
In Reno's part, it's the first time that he's more aware of this lust that's toward Rude. He's fairly certain that it's not just the booze blurring edges and that there is something there. Of course, being Rude and the lack of personal-relationship conversation that might or might not take place would make Reno hesitant. That and I'm sure that if he pressed Rude too much, Rude would kick him out and do it in a manner that would wake Tseng and then Reno would get in shit.
In a way, I wanted to have Tseng and Rude to have the calm mornings and Reno to have the end, the wild night that fades into their calmness. Both Tseng and Rude strike me as men who do things in a routinely manner even when their day is filled with wildness and storms.
Thank you again! I'm trying to put all my fics on my writing journals for ease for myself. (had a moment of "i knew i posted them..where did i post them?" and then started panicking because i couldn't find them! yay rambly!)