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       “Tell me Miss Flower Pot, how do you feel about moogles.. Specifically, robotic moogles. Mechanical Moogies. Bolts and Gears Moggles. OR!” And the last word comes with a louder exclamation as a finger is thrown up. “A floating garden hose.”

        @saintuaire​ / Aerith liked for a Jessie Starter!

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……. Starter call?

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From @poshlittleoinklets: “All tucked in and ready for bed 🥰 ” #cutepetclub⁠ [source: https://instagr.am/p/CcimgZFLFsz/ ]

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[ sits here on the dash on a spin stool and SWWIIIIIRRRLS ]

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Jessie is always running on 7x2 cups of caffeine and three hours of sleep over the course of 48 hours and you can’t tell me otherwise

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I have no excuse for not being here. But I love @saintuaire

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militus​:

…………. ugh.

          LOOKIN A LITTLE CHEEKY THERE, CLOUD.

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𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 !

From Bioware’s ‘Dragon Age 2′. (One (1) from Inquisition.) As per usual, feel free to change pronouns or whatever you so please.   Warnings! Mentions of & implications: food, violence, death.

► 𝐃𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂.

“ When in doubt, run away, and let me handle it. ”

“ Looks like a fight! Be ready! ”

“ May Andraste guide you. ”

“ I’m just here to talk. ”

“ I don’t know if I can pull this off. ”

“ It’s not a choice everyone has. ”

“ I figured there’d at least be free food. ”

“ Thank you for not breaking his legs. ”

“ I’m happy with who I am. ”

“ I do what I can. Sometimes it doesn’t seem like enough. ”

► 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂.

“ No worries, everything is dandy now. ”

“ Just act like you know where you’re going, that’s usually enough. ”

“ For a slaughtering ground, it’s actually rather pretty. ”

“ Are you about to die? Am I? Why so serious all of a sudden? ”

“ It’s far more entertaining if I don’t. ”

“ Can you save someone so intent on being foolish? ”

“ We could bring him back as the undead, and then kill him again. ”

“ ‘Don’t touch anything’ is usually an invitation to touch everything. ”

“ ‘It cannot be a coincidence’? It sounds exactly like a coincidence! ”

“ Don’t the stories mention my stunning good looks? What about my cunning wit? ”

“ I’m sure there’s a reasonable explanation. I just can’t think of it right now. ”

“ Wow. Your problems make mine seem small. ”

“ Helping people and killing people are what I’m best at. ”

“ Good to know you’re barking mad. That makes things easier. ”

“ I’ve been wondering when you’d come back to bite me in the ass. ”

“ I thought you’d be taller. ”

“ At least we’re alive. That’s no small feat. ”

“ Can’t anyone fix their own lives around here? ”

“ I’m just here for the rat-flavored whiskey. ”

“ You should see the look on your face. ”

“ If I held a grudge against everyone who attacked me in a dream, I’d have no friends. ”

“ I hear a ‘but’ coming. ”

“ If this is the afterlife, the Chantry owes me an apology. This looks nothing like the Maker’s bosom. ”

► 𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄.

“ They say your life flashes in front of your eyes before you die. ”

“ I don’t know or care who you are, but you need to step back right now. ”

“ I’ll tear his throat out myself. ”

“ The elves deserve justice. ”

“ Always money in saving fools. ”

“ I think a bloody response is in order. ”

“ You should have known better. ”

“ Don’t go making promises you can’t keep. ”

“ Thinking about what might have been is pointless. ”

“ Solve your own problem. ”

“ You always were a good liar. ”

“ If you’re looking for trouble, you’ve found it. ”

“ Feel better getting that off your chest? ”

“ You know I hate it when you do that. ”

“ If they hurt you I’ll make them regret it. ”

“ It does feel like some unseen force is manipulating my fate. ”

“ Hmm, I didn’t think you cared. ”

“ You think I asked for this? ”

“ I just want to get out of here. Alive, if possible. ”

“ Vermin always flock to dark places. ”

“ Yes, inviting you to a party is an insidious punishment I’ve been planning for months. ”

“ Without risk, there’s no reward. ”

“ Remind me why busting down the door isn’t an option? ”

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Jessie is always running on 7x2 cups of caffeine and three hours of sleep over the course of 48 hours and you can’t tell me otherwise

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J E S S I E + B I G G S

for @heavensnight

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“Don’t tell me you’re thinking of calling it off?”

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       *high fives @saintuaire​ because GIRLS NIGHT!!*

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          *pats @copiesofher​‘s face too* ... I KNOW ITS ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE TO DO THINGS FROM THIS BLOG BUT I LOVE YOU .. BITCH. I AIN’T NEVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU.. BITCH.

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        *pokes @militus​ in the cheek and holds her finger there*

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@copiesofme​:   ❝ she’s really a LOOKER ain’t she. i can see why she has you all twisted up in knots. lucky girl. i can’t even get you to smile. ❞  /  from jessie to cloud.

❛ 𝐃𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓. ❜    the words are sharp as they are cold ;  an immediate betrayal of his own intent as the chill of his words is hindered by his barest expression: arms folded, mako – laced eyes shifting from one side to the other and focusing on nothing in particular, merely avoidant. feigning ignorance would be easier, he surmised, were it not for their current  ( short – lived )  residence in her ––– elmyra’s, he needed to dissociate place from person, if only for this moment ––– home. the logistics, he realized with a furrowed dip of his brow knitting ever tighter, didn’t even make for something he could have anticipated. not that jessie was ever predictable ;  keeping him ‘on his toes’ had translated more to ‘knocking him flat on his ass’ on more than one occasion, and she showed no sign of changing, that was certain. at least not where teasing him was concerned.

but this ––– this he couldn’t quite wrap his head around. that is, until his same avoidant gaze caught on the image of a lily, sitting pretty in a vase in the middle of elmyra’s table, bundled with colorful petals galore. something so simple and yet sparking his mind to race back to an impromptu meeting ;  to that same flower tucked between the strap of his armor and his chest. cloud idly wonders if the two had somehow crossed paths in the past. even still, it provided no real explanation for–––    ❛ –––how d’you know her… ? ❜    the question that slips from his lips causes him to stop short, stutter hammering in his chest as he seeks to correct his misstep, to cover the truth of the confession that it might wrought.    ❛ aerith. how do you know aerith ? ❜    his eyes drift, finally, to jessie, and linger as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other ;  hands flexing over his biceps.

» » »            UNPROMPTED AND I’M SOFT EVEN IF CLOUD IS NOT

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       She is quick to grab him by the shoulders the moment that he threw out that very predicable denial. Fingers splay across both armor and a bare vest as she grips him and very thorough shake of his weight - as if she could rattle that stick up his ass a little loose and give her more of the precious little dirty details. Movements had to remain careful - she didn’t want to rattle him so much that she threw herself down in the process. And then once he turned his eye away actions stop just to favor throwing her hand behind him and slapping the back of his shoulder as he appears to mull on her question. And with the gesture she sets gloves hand against her hips to compliment a expectant stance. No matter how much he stood there and chose to look like a grumpy soul he couldn’t fool her! If there had been anyone here with a sharp eye it was Jessie’s! The eyes of a self proclaimed inventor are never ones to be fooled!

       “C’mooon out with the good stuff!” She prompted, eager at best, impatient at it’s worst. Then fingers interlock behind her back just when the question pops right out of his mouth. And there it is! The admission Jessie was looking for! “How do I know the flower girl? Cloud.” And then she feigns a pressing look before it breaks with another grin. “I’m the one who should be asking you that. It’s not every day that Mr. Grumpy Butt comes out of the other end head over heels with the flower girl! How else do you think that I know her.” And then Jessie holds his eye as if that were to answer every single question he could ask after - but it takes a moment or two before she huffs and, “I buy flowers, duh! I’m a paying customer! We’ve crossed paths enough times on the way up that we were bound to talk! It’s a shame though! Maybe I should have bought you a flower or two instead and maybe then I could’ve been the lucky girl dating a mean faced SOLDIER!”

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       POV, you’re in Seventh Heaven wiping the bar down, and suddenly there is a low BOOM and it rattles the floorboards and shakes the bottles on their place and you have to grab an open bottle to stop it from tipping over. And beneath the floorboards you can hear a distinct muffled voice of one caffeine induced jitterbug yelling ‘SORRRYYYY....’ followed by her crawling out from underneath and yelling in that you should probably avoid flushing the toilet today.