Mar 2, 2018
@clockworkcityengineer
“--Don’t look at me like that! I didn’t touch anything on your bed this time. I swear! Maybe you forgot that you left it like this.”
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@clockworkcityengineer
“--Don’t look at me like that! I didn’t touch anything on your bed this time. I swear! Maybe you forgot that you left it like this.”
🎳 : Our muses decide to go bowling together! (can be in our PR AU) >3
Fran looked at the building with the flashing logo “SHIN-Ra Bowling”, her helmet still on her head and the motor of her bike still purring.
“I suppose this place is as good as any for our first official date.”
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Send me a ❤️ if your muse has thought about mine naked more than once.
“Oh you have, hmm? I would make a joke about getting me into your bed but, um. Kinda already been in there a few times! Too bad it was always innocent, though, otherwise you could probably have a pretty accurate image in your head when you think about me~!”
Since you mentioned a dog…
03
I hate you. I really do. How this is not perfect? You do know that I will write that drabble twice faster now?
“What aren’t you proud of?”
His eyes dart to the floor. “…I am not proud I let the tattered name of my House consume me. My hubris and obsession regarding the restoration of House Thadalfus cost me everything… true happiness, friendships, and my life.”
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"So this is Goug..." Argath muttered under his breath, looking around as the people milled about. This town certainly seemed more boisterous than his home Limberry and the other cities he'd visited previously. Not that he didn't appreciate such energy; it was a welcome change from the normal fog of gloom and doom that seemed to follow him.
His gaze fell to a scrap of paper with words upon it written in his own script. 'Musardo? Mustardo?!' was what he wrote while trying to understand a certain red chocobo. In Argath's mind Rojo was not always the most... articulate bird. Still, this 'Musterdio' or what ever his name might be was a person, a real person. Argath was doubtless intrigued to meet this man that several others had spoken so highly of!
clockworkcityengineer replied to your photo “clockworkcityengineer: steffymagtwifans: New Still of The Lost City...”
I told you growing a beard would make you look like your brother. The not nice one.
I feel so attacked right now. :|