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I see you sleeping, but where’s beauty~?

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xdetruo replied to your post: @puppeteers-world asked: Kuja Kuja I do wonder...
I see you sleeping, but where’s beauty~?
✵ for Celes
Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following. // @xdetruo
Their first impression of your muse: she was in awe. kefka was basically everything she ever wanted to be for quite a while there
Current impression: 'I will murder you’
Are they attracted to your muse?: no
Something they find frightening about your muse: everything but especially the disregard for human life
Something they find adorable about your muse: I don’t think there’s anything here
Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: no
Would my muse go on a date with yours? platonic/romantic: at one point she would’ve, she would’ve felt so flattered to have him pay attention to her
One word my muse would use to describe yours: monster
Would my muse slap yours if they could?: she would do more than just slap him
Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: no
xdetruo replied to your post: xdetruo replied to your post: ...
I will make you beg—
“Make good on that, or I shall be very disappointed.”
@xdetruo ♥’ed for a kiss from Scarlet.
“--ja, like that.”
Green eyes went over Kefka’s form as he stood with his feet shoulder’s width apart, shoulders relaxed, and arms held out in front of himself with her personal Red Revolver in a standard grip. It had taken some cajoling for her to get him to shed his capes, but ultimately the emphasis on her needing to be able to see his frame to use this new, ah, ‘form of magic’ had won out. For all of his overwhelming energy and seeming inability to pay attention, it turned out that Kefka was a voracious learner--something she could certainly appreciate, though she found herself appreciating his obedience more. She just... needed to be sure she never actually said as such aloud since the contrarian clown would never, ever do such a thing again if she did.
At least he kept things interesting, mm?
Stepping up close behind him, slender fingers gently rested upon his shoulders, her hands gliding their way up his arms to help him get the nuances of his stance just right. Such had her curves pressed right up against his back, her cheek coming up alongside his own as she gently guided his aim upward just a little. This close, she could smell the various perfumed oils he used, feel the almost unnatural heat of his body--and such had her smirking to herself as she turned her head. Her lips brushed against his ear in a delicate kiss, her next words murmured into that delicate shell.
“Mm... very good.”
xdetruo replied to your post: straight to napping
puts cucumber circles on top of those feline eyes
...not a significant difference.
Kefka _(:з√∠)_
|| Munday Character Thoughts ||
Okay, first of all:
*throws a sheet over my ship feels and related junk* That unsightly lump under the sheets? Doesn’t exist. That’s not there.
With that out of the way, what an excellent villain. If Kuja didn’t exist he’d probably be my favorite ( at least tied with exdeath ).
I find him rather sympathetic... Moreso than, say, Sephiroth, for instance. I mean, I sorely doubt he was ever a good person, even before infusion (the Gestahlian Empire isn’t exactly full of upstanding citizens, even Leo isn’t ‘good’), but I can’t entirely blame him for being a little peeved that after all that he went through for Gestahl and the advancement of Magitek infusion, he was just shuffled into the deck like a card nobody wanted to draw. Gestahl thoroughly deserved what he got.
He’s also very clever. I don’t think he gets enough credit for that. The crazy jesterisms do a little too well to draw away from his sneaky intelligence-- I mean, nobody is going to take a man in his mid thirties dressing like a porcelain doll seriously, are they. That loss of inhibition to express himself so extremely played well in his favor.
Ultimately, even though he was defeated, I think he got what he wanted in the end, don’t you?
|| MUSE RELATION || - accepting @xdetruo - 😈 toxic friends “And where’s the tea you promised?”
Staring the jester directly in the eyes, Kuja lifted the silver teapot high in the air, tilting it just so to allow the tea within to flow like a steaming amber waterfall into the little porcelain cup in his hand.
And without breaking eye contact, he lifted that little cup, pinky out, and downed it like the contents of a shotglass. And it was delicious. In fact, it was the most delicious tea he had brewed all year. This was award winningly delicious tea. If only there were an audience to witness this sip, they would have stood in raucous applause, whooping and cheering, demanding encores. He would have been all over the newspapers, the magazines, the digests, the television if only it had existed in either of their worlds. That’s how bloody good this tea was. And now there was none left. So there.
xdetruo replied to your post: this angel of death is reading your kinks,...
[ weak— share the blackmail ]
*Opens the curtain to unveil a true smorgasbord of dead doves in brown paper bags.*
..... *gestures*