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( @twiliero ) ☠ ☠ ☠ liked for dialog

❛ are you trying to give me a heart-attack or somethin` ?! ❜

#twiliero #ᵇᵉʸᵒⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʷᵒʳˡᵈˢ ; .ʰᵘⁿᵗᵉʳ ᶦ

gives cat noct gentle head pats and scratches uwu

𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬

——— Grumpy purrs. . . defeated, embarrassed grumpy purrs ; him being leaned back, palms flat behind him, tail flickering back and forth. after a second he swats him away. ` tsk — quit it. ’ he’s still purring.

#twiliero #— ✧ ’ ic: ask.#— ✧ ’ ﹤verse. 𝐦𝐢𝐪𝐨'𝐭𝐞.﹥#this like reminds me back when magic anons existed and people would just #M!A XD YOUR MUSE IS A CAT FOR 24 HOURS!#like this gives me the same feeling. yknow.

link is just gonna lift zack up into his arms. was there a reason? not really, except he looked really tired and exhausted

@twiliero / good now carry him somewhere nice

exhausted, yes. that’s a good way of putting it. he’s sleepy-tired enough that he’s only partially certain this isn’t a dream, and is therefore forced to gently pinch the strange man’s arm to determine his realness. hm. solid arm. yes, zack concludes, this is certainly a thing that’s happening. he briefly considers struggling against the hold, never quite one to enjoy being carried, but this doesn’t seem like an attack and his legs are rather tired. he’ll stay here for a bit. if he gets bored of it, he’ll start wriggling. “hey, uh... can you jus’ carry me to somewhere with food?”

#zack vc and now u arent allowed to put me down #THIS IS PRECIOUS #twiliero #● fanmail [ answered ].

returns the smooch tho,,

𝘀𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗰𝗵𝘆 𝘀𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗰𝗵

——— He couldn’t help but laugh against his lips after a seconds passing.

` think the chocobos will get jealous? ’ his hands never knew where to relax and fought between resting atop their hips or draping around their shoulders. he settled for the former, for now.

#twiliero #— ✧ ’ ic: ask.#— ✧ ’ ﹤verse. 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧. ﹥#chocobo farm boy...#i almost was like ' what if i wrote a giant ask ' but then i saw i have work in less than an hour and i just.. yeah okay fine..#anyways wow.. linktis is thriving

‘‘ i don’t mean to impose, your majesty, but there is one request i have for you, ’’ akin to a caged bird, it’s always odd not feeling herself surrounded in the wilderness. she gravitates towards it, never realizing when she turned her sight to the nearest window, searching, ‘‘ the royal gardens . . . 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 ? ’’ @twiliero + cont.

#twiliero #knight!zelda.....god ..; pwetty #in other words she wants to relax™ !!!

“It’s hand holding season.” ( the most direct thing link will ever say regarding anything vaguely romantic )

𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

﹤ accepting﹥

——— The prickling needles of winter prodded his pores, and he could feel the starbursts of moisture dotting his skin only to dry out after each pin needle. he’d sigh, and you could see his breath wisp out in a cloud, dissipating as soon as it came. noctis had voiced his complaints many times before. perhaps too many. he was never fond of winter and the sickness it’d bring with the heat of his nose threatening his sinuses. though, maybe he could be a little more forgiving upon seeing a bright-eyed blond dusted with the blush of cold painted down the bridge of his nose and spreading to his cheeks.

it was a stupid idea, now that he had thought about it. more rather, a stupid excuse to visit the chocobo farm in the flurry of winter. there was no way that whistling down highways mounted atop a bird could beat the heater of the regalia; and he’s surely heard the party’s scorn for his rash behavior, poorly calculated and poorly timed. yeah, like hell he’s going there just for the chocobo’s, he’s heard somewhere off. he ignores it.

the roads were perilous at this point, anyways. much too risky to travel with the temperature lowering further down. there’s an excuse for stopping here buried deep within noct’s head, muddled with the warmth that’d he long awaited deafening his coherent thoughts. minutes had passed and he already lost his fellow friends, off someplace more inviting than the whereabouts noctis and link had wandered off to.

a short chuckle brightened his face. ` that’s… one way to refer to it as. ’

it was a bit … slow, bashful. he took the hint but with some awkward hesitance, like his fingers were too far away to grab his even though they were not, grasping for the air between the spaces until he firmly decided to dive in with a full grasp. he squeezed their hands together. ` definitely… makes things warmer. ’

#twiliero #— ✧ ’ ic: ask.#— ✧ ’ ﹤verse. 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧. ﹥#hehehe. hehehehehe

I am faithful to you, darling. to zelda ;)

» @twiliero + meme. ( accepting ! )

𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. listen to what he offers, only her, and what she manages to keep. it could’ve been the cyclical nature of life, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 lives, like innate instinct. like a light that flickers on past a certain point. or blind devotion, or the real bottom line: it could be love. plain, but not really. complex. 𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦. she hopes so, reaching for his hand and cradling it between hers like it’s the vow itself.

his voice———it settles, sinks easily, even makes speaking easier, ‘‘ and i, ’’ her kiss is placed atop his glove - less knuckles, tender skin. hovering close enough to sound audible, she looks up;