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"Pick one I should poison the water-supply with."
Gender-Changing Potion?
Shapeshifting Potion which turns into your crush?
or would a furry suffice?
Maybe a potion which swaps the souls of the nearest person next to you?
Good ol' potion which makes you horny for hours!
Chloe, just put Poison and be done with it.
does you need oil change?
@eorzeasaved | continued from [ x ]
Haurchefant smiles as long, lagomorphic ears twitch and Ambrose begins to move beside him, indicating he is awake. He marks his place in his book and sets it aside while the viera yawns and stretches beside him. It's nice and comfortable with Ambrose here, and most of all, he is glad of the fact that Ambrose seems to have made it home safely.
He is fit to burst with questions for Ambrose, but those can wait for now. The other man has just woken up, after all. It would not do to pester him with too many questions right after he wakes up. Haurchefant can be content with just the fact that he is back for now.
“It's certainly something,” Haurchefant says with a bit of a chuckle. “Lord Aymeric brought me much in the way of reading materials while you were gone, but he hasn't any idea what I like to read.”
Haurchefant is honestly not much of a reader, preferring to spend his time active when possible. This simply isn't possible anymore, not while he's recovering, so reading it is. He finds it a bit dull and uninspiring, but at least it passes the time.
“I've been full of worry for my friends on yet another perilous journey, but I am all right now that I know you're safe,” he continues. He doesn't know that everyone is safe, of course; Ambrose had set off with Estinien and Cid and the others, and Haurchefant has yet to see anyone else. “You are all safe, are you not? And the Archbishop?”
Weird? Didn't seem so weird to me.
Go on then
-♡
No just different....no problem with it, it was one of the more nicer things.
Oh, well *clears throat* thank you very very much for not killing me or anyone else, for being so understanding and merciful and kind and generous and for forgiving me when I broke the rules time and time again. It was very nice of you, you're the nicest attempted murderer I've ever met and I'm very grateful that you didn't kill me.
once you're stripped clean, what's at your core?
acerbic wit
you're a mentor — an old scarred wolf, an injured soldier, a disgraced paladin. your teachings read as shamelessly pretentious, speaking in rhymes and biting down hard into anyone stupid enough to make the wrong move. this isn't your first life, nor your second, nor your sixth — you'll make the most of your time shackled to this world, no matter how many loops it takes to get it right. with every defeat, you reincarnate; a little smarter, a little quicker, crueler and nastier. will you choose to be brutal, equalizing, that final strike in the face of your enemies? will you go soft, become tender and domesticated? the choice is yours. it's not like i can stop you.
tagged by: @enshijou && @vibraea
tagging: @inanthesis && @givenfate && @captivemuses && @inardescere ( for either muse you prefer ) && @hitokageisei && @frozenambiguity && @dragetunge
Yknow those kind of kisses that are so desperate and needy, just a constant hot press of a mouth against yours. Too worked up to take a breath, tugging and fisting at each others clothes but too caught up in one another to break apart and actually take them off one another. Those kind of kisses where they’re too close, invading all your senses, and yet somehow still not close enough. The kind of kisses where there’s no one else in the world that matters but them.
You think I'm in your head now? Oh poor loopy girl you'd know if I were in your head
-Hanma
Oh yeah? Why's that? What would you do in there? Read my thoughts? Maybe you won't like what you find in there.
And stop calling me loopy girl! Whatever happened to all those sweet and cute names you have for me like sweetheart and princess and pretty girl?! I don't like this one!
I got around to doing the lil giving your husband a choco box thingy andHNGNNGGNNG ARE YOU FREE THIS TUESDAY SIR,,,,,
