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“-Oh? Prefer not to do the sheathing, do you?” Niles murmurs, practically automatically, because that one was just offered up to him on a silver platter, now wasn’t it? Much like Terra himself - a willing sacrifice, Niles thinks, should he choose to take it. He’s damned if his mouth isn’t twitching from that dinner comment. He’d intended to ignore it ( silly ill-timed quips are his forte, after all ) but Terra’s smile coaxes him and before he knows it, he’s tapping the other near-playfully on the hipbone with the flat of his arrow. “Now, now. Do stop being so keen for me to give you something to wrap your mouth around, or I’ll be inclined to sate that hunger.” Along with his own. Still, there are important matters to attend to at the moment. That weapon -- Niles does not flinch back as it appears from nothingness - he is familiar with the workings of magic - but he stiffens, muscles locked and fingers tight on his bow in case an attack is coming. The weapon is assessed with an expert eye. It is, he must admit, otherworldly. In the sense that only another world would craft something so blunt and silly. There isn’t even a sharp end for sticking people with. However has Terra survived with only a key for a weapon - though, Niles supposes, it could probably serve as a rather hefty club. He drifts close enough to inspect it, head tilting to mirror Terra’s movement. “--Mm. This thing permits you to travel between worlds? What a strange notion. But since you had the opportunity to strike me with it and didn’t attempt to, I suppose you’re not an immediate danger. You’ll be kept under my surveillance, though. Expect to find me breathing down your neck should you get up to anything bad.”

If there was one thing Terra had learned in their brief time together, it was that Niles seemed to speak in constant innuendo. It was amusing, and oddly thrilling to the ear. Yet even then, Niles managed to make it all sound threatening when he wanted to. This was clearly not someone to be taken lightly.

Terra was willing to comply, but he couldn’t resist playing along even if only for a moment. “You could at least buy me dinner first,” he said, smiling ever so slightly at Niles and all too aware of the pressure against his hip. “But if it helps, my weapon isn’t one you sheath.” 

To prove his point, Terra lifted his arm and called the Keyblade from the void. It materialised as it always did, bronze and steel and heavy against his palm. He turned it from side to side, admiring the way it caught the light in this world. 

“It’s called a Keyblade. Certain people are chosen to wield them, whether by the blade itself or through succession rituals. We use them to protect the worlds from danger in all its forms.” He met Niles’ gaze again, head tilted to one side. “Is that better?”

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{ I promise I haven’t abandoned this blog! My Niles muse is just a little picky right now. Plus I’m insanely busy and working ridiculous amounts of hours. It should all settle down over the next couple weeks. }

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YO, indie AU possessed Shuyin!Tidus here. here’s my about page; there’s a basic explanation up. brand new to the fandom ( very familiar with the games though ) and looking to get started. please do me a favour and give this post a LIKE / REBLOG if you’d be willing to RP. i’ll check your blog out. B] - thanks in advance!

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THINGS I SAID TO / ABOUT SATAN ( my cat ).

“ put that down. right now. ” “ what’s your fucking issue dude? ” “ you’re not cute, okay? you’re evil. ” “ did you watch me sleep? ” “ OFF. THE. COUNTER. ” “ why are you staring at the mirror like that? WHAT CAN YOU SEE? ” “ what’s new pussycat? ” “ thanks for the dead bird. ” “ & the award for biggest asshole goes to……YOU! ” “ i told you it was raining. ” “ wanna cuddle? or just leave okay fuck you. ” “ i’m trying to read here. ” “ satan’s gay & so am i. ” “ is that my bra? ” “ what kind of fucked up sound was that? ” “ you have the cutest little sneeze. ” “ there are bite marks all over the book now. ” “ if you have kids i’m naming them all after demons. ” “ the christian ladies think we’re a cult. ”

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He’s squeezing the bosom. Some men just want to watch the world burn.

Please don’t squeeze his bosom, he squawks too much.

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Friendship level unlocked: bosom buddies. Bosom squeezing buddies??? Yes.

Pats bosom!! Be his bosom buddy.

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Where is Niles’ mage tit?

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{ Sooooo, I’m gonna be creating a Final Fantasy muse. It had to happen eventually. 8D Since I work over the next two days, I’ll just be creating his blog and getting the basics up there. Since he’s an AU, I need to write up a proper explanation and maybe even a drabble of the event that diverges him from canon. He should be up by Sunday. If anyone here would be interested in following that, I’ll make sure to fling a link up here. c: }

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“It’s not that I’m lonely,” Niles protests, though he must truly seem so to a creature as eternally sociable as Kaden. “I choose to avoid people.” Oh, yes. He inflicts his solitude upon himself - shackles up his heart and shoves away anyone daring enough to venture near. And oh, how it saves him from the agony of trust ( from the wrenching torment of betrayal ). And... how it deprives him of moments like this. “Mm, that would be... agreeable,” he says carefully - warily. “Sometimes.” He cannot indulge too much; cannot risk Kaden sliding past his defenses, infiltrating his depths-- For now, though... he can enjoy the way the kitsune curls close, cheeks heated, looking for all the world like he’s right where he wants to be. Niles shifts, nudging Kaden just a hint closer, fingers tracing patterns up and down his sides in lazy arcs. “Feel good?” he hums.

             To be allowed so close to one that kept such high walls              around themselves was always a blessing, and Kaden              was all too aware of this. He could feel every little              flinch or hesitation, hear his breathing hitch, but only              if Niles pushed him away would the Kitsune move.              Yet he was met with no such thing? 

              Smile only growing brighter it was then he decided to               truly be bold. Arms found their way around Niles’               torso as the fox moved to sit now instead of lounge,               but this also made it so Kaden could much more easily               do what he wanted.

              ❝ Then whenever we get time together, I’ll make               sure to cuddle with you a lot~ ❞ He chuckled with               ease, though by now a faint blush had dusted the               cheeks of this ever affectionate male. ❝ I mean, you               always seemed kinda lonely anyway… I’m glad               we can be close like this! ❞

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“I don’t have fur or a tail for you to groom, if that’s what you mean by returning the favour,” comes the reply, a thread of teasing in the tone ( paired with a twitch of a crooked smile, just a hint of amusement )-- “-Ah.” The sound slips involuntarily out, even when he sinks his teeth into his tongue to restrain it. There’s a startled flinch, an instant of rigid tension as he’s nuzzled - so warm, so sweet, it cracks his rotten heart. How long has it been since anyone has touched him without ulterior motive? There are a few silent seconds. An internal debate takes place. He could shove Kaden away - the Kitsune would no doubt pout, but easily find another to brush his damned fur. But-- So warm. He doesn’t want to stop.  A breath is, slowly and raggedly, released. Niles gradually relaxes into the touch. “I’m enjoying... this,” he admits. “I have nothing else to demand of you.”

          Oh, the stroking was absolutely blissful! Even if Niles           was trying so hard to push him away, possibly give           the ever affectionate Kitsune reasons to dislike him,           Kaden simply remained as normal and stayed in his           spot atop the other’s lap, a content sigh escaping.

          ❝ Mmm… Well, I’d leave that up to you, really. ❞            He shrugged after a few moments of thought, though           the longer he remained in place, the more he simply           found himself not wanting to move. ❝ I mean, if           you’re gonna do stuff like this for me, then it’s           only fair I offer the same sort of thing in turn! ❞ 

          With a small shift Kaden was then nuzzling against           the other’s chest, and though well aware it was no           doubt pushing things with Niles… Nothing ventured           nothing gained. ❝ All you’ve gotta do is tell me~ ❞

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“Such an optimistic outlook,” Niles mutters, but the usual venom does not drip from his tongue; his words are neutral, merely observing. Perhaps, he acknowledges, he’s just a little bit fascinated by the purring thing cuddled up on his lap. So affectionate. So eager to freely bestow that warmth upon any who will have it. So...casual, not even slightly afflicted by the jagged edges of malice that thread through Niles’ every thought. He cannot find the will to be his usual harsh, contradictory self in the face of such pure intentions. “And how would you keep me entertained, were I to consent to spending time with you?” he challenges, easing into slowly stroking the silken fur - fingers lingering on the softness. Kaden is - entirely too touchable.

           Kaden was just his usual carefree self. While yes, it was            true that in a different time and place they would have            been foes, it was hardly the case there. They were allies,            so it was fine to be cuddly and allow himself to let his            guard down, right? Stretching out a little as he got nice            and comfortable, purrs could soon be heard as the fox            leaned into the other’s touch, tail soon coiling around            Niles as his eyes closed.

           ❝ There’s nothing wrong with that when we’re in            camp, right? ❞ The ginger hummed softly, almost            melting into Niles by that point. ❝ I mean, we’re safe            here, so spending some time unwinding and            cuddling with someone is good! ❞ Opening an            eye his gaze lifted, focusing on the outlaw’s face.            ❝ I’ll gladly spend time with you, if you’ll let me! ❞

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There is a Kaden upon his lap. He didn’t ask for this. He only slunk over here to tease and see about indulging in a quick scratch behind those fluffy ears and now he’s settled upon the grass with a Kaden on his lap. It all happened too quickly for him to even panic about initiated contact. Niles waits for his skin to crawl ( or the instinct to hurt to arise ) but finds that he’s near-calm - heartbeat only slightly accelerated. Perhaps there’s a vague sense of trust ( or at least a certainty that Kaden is too self-centered to consider harming him ). “You’re such a carefree thing, aren’t you?” he remarks, and without quite knowing why, he smooths his fingertips over the edge of one ear, eventually following the instinct to scratch behind it.

            Laughter easily erupted from the Kitsune at his             comrade’s words, tail only moving faster now             as a grin was offered. ❝ What can I say? It’s             only natural people would wanna stare             when my fur is this nice~ ❞ Clearly he was             all too proud of himself, but did it matter?             Hardly. 

            That being said Kaden waited until Niles was             close enough and pulled the other to take a seat             on the grass with him, humming as he got nice             and comfortable stretched across the Nohrian’s             lap without a care. ❝ Go right ahead! Do so             as much as you want~ ❞

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Discovered. Naturally. Kitsune senses are honed to extraordinary standards, aren’t they? It makes Niles vaguely - antsy - to be around someone he’d never succeed in hiding from. Or quietly observing. With his comfort zone firmly eradicated, he drifts nearer. “Difficult not to stare. You tend to make quite the habit of ensuring people do exactly that, don’t you?” A tilt of the head. The movements of that tail are distracting. “Perhaps I should give you a stroke, hm~?”

            Ears twitched as he looked over toward the other             male, head tilting to one side as he noticed Niles             drifting slowly towards him. ❝ …Something on             you mind? ❞ Kaden inquired as his tail began             to sway, ❝ You weren’t that inconspicuous             about staring at me, you know. ❞ Just come             and groom him, Niles, then you can touch the fur.

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Not that he’s remotely interested in anything so mundane and sickly-sweet as affection and grooming with the most irritatingly happy creature he’s ever met, but-- That fur does look remarkably soft. Niles may or may not be drifting half-curiously closer.

            Kaden wants love. And grooming. Come give the fox             much love and it shall be returned.

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Me: finally has a Kaden to ship with My muse, emerging from the depths of the sin closet:

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stars kiss my palms and whisper ‘take care my love, all bright things must burn’

to burn is to be reborn | s.m.b (via boyeuga)