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Out of Flames:

Sorry i've been out of touch for a while guys! I'm actually moving this blog and my other one to a new Multi Muse so that I can actually keep everything in one spot without having to jump and maybe forget about muses that always want to bother me. If anyone would like a follow from the Multi muse (Which will host Clive!) please like this post so I can make sure to follow you right off!

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Out of Flames:

Sorry i've been out of touch for a while guys! I'm actually moving this blog and my other one to a new Multi Muse so that I can actually keep everything in one spot without having to jump and maybe forget about muses that always want to bother me. If anyone would like a follow from the Multi muse (Which will host Clive!) please like this post so I can make sure to follow you right off!

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Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams, and her fairy tales

That's all she ever thinks about

Riding with the wind

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FFXVI: ECHOES OF THE FALLEN + OMEGA

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Send "Are you a ghost?" for your muse to see mine again after they left suddenly ages ago

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REBLOG THIS IF IT IS OKAY FOR PEOPLE TO SEND YOU MEMES AT ANY POINT, EVEN HOURS / DAYS AFTER IT WAS ORIGINALLY REBLOGGED SINCE WE ARE ALL NOT ONLINE AT THE SAME TIME

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A pleased smile appeared upon the teen's face as he watched them both, his heart swelling with adoration at the scene before him - though he would be loathe to admit that to anyone should it come into question. The feeling only grew as he watched his father's ward startle at his words, fumbling and then dropping what remained in her hand much to the pleasure of their faithful hound. "Forgive me, Jill. I had not meant to cause a fright." Truly he hadn't. "I could see that. He seemed to be well on to waiting patiently as well before I interrupted."

Another apologetic tone crept into his voice as he moved closer to her coming to stand at her side before crouching down to pet the eager puppy pawing at his leg. "I'm impressed with how much you have been able to do with him.... I fear without you he would become an untrained beast more apt to warming feet than the gentlehound we see before us."

"Good boy!" Jill smiled brightly at Torgal. He was learning so fast. Jill's heart swelled with pride as the pup sat after only the second time she said it. Soon she could move on to another command. Perhaps shake? Maybe roll over? The opportunities were endless! She yelped, however, when Clive spoke. She dropped the treat she had been holding, which Torgal ran clumsily to and swallowed instantly. His feet were too big for his body. Jill worried he would fall over and just wanted to carry him. Still, he was so cute. "Clive, you startled me." Her tone was almost apologetic. "I was so focused on Torgal... Oh, did you see? He sits most of the time now!"

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"Aye Torgal may like them, brother, but that does not mean he needs the carrots." They were a decent treat but the hound had found himself surviving off table scraps much to often for Clive's liking now that they had little and less traveling since the fall of the Mother Crystals. "One would think the soon to be Archduke would appreciate the labor of love it was to make such fine vegetables fit for his consumption." While their home had no shortage of foods now, it did Joshua well to be reminded of what may happen in the future though it did bring a smirk to Clive's face to imagine the young man's disgust should carrots be the only root that survived the blight.

There's disgust on Joshua's features as he looks at the carrots. Well, maybe he's overreacting, but he has never liked these, and the Undying didn't help him develop his taste at all either. Anyway, their purpose was pretty much just to make sure Joshua understood his duties as the Phoenix and to serve him.

"Not today, Brother," he replies, half-teasing, though, as he offers Clive a brief playful smile. "I'm... I'm not entirely sure I could change my mind about the carrots, and this is not because I think they will turn me orange." Even as a child, it wasn't the reason. He's just picky and has always been picky. "Beside, Torgal likes carrots, so he is very happy I am not eating them." // @outlaws-legacy

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"In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That’s as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect."

"Such words are a beautiful thing to hear.... tell me are they your own or did you read them somewhere?" His voice was light and contemplative as he thought on those words some more. Was the love, the hidden desire he held in his chest, something that was unwise? Was it one that would become just as she said or would it fester into something sickly for all those involved. There was far too much guesswork in this. Nothing was cut and dry, and he could do little more than sit and ruminate upon her words.

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A hum left him at her name recounting to himself the name of the various high houses and low nobles he had been tasked with remembering as a child and coming short - though her words confirmed his initial thought. Another wayward vagabond his dear brother had taken to accompany himself with. Not that Clive could judge, but he reasoned, he was not the heir to his father’s legacy much as he had wished. The title of Archduke was Joshua’s to claim and his company… well, at least most of them were beholden to the phoenix.

“One would expect nothing less of me.” Clive gave the woman a side glance before nodding, relieving himself of the hardened edge he had taken up for his brother. “Clive Rosfield…. First shield and elder brother of Joshua.”

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How very protective of him. "I wasn't aware he required an intermediary." The woman quipped in the most casual of tones. One arm gliding its way across her midsection to rest over the bend of her other arm. Her other remaining seated; palm down atop the cane whilst appearing to observe him. Still extracting the tiniest fragments of detail from him compared to the rest of this strange place.

"Jezebel Amaris Wolfert." A small, dismissive wave to ward off titles, "Surely no Lady by your standards I imagine. Jezebel is fine."

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@busterswrd requested an audience with the Outlaw

Mako energy swirled in the man's eyes as he watched, quietly assessing the candidates from this years list. While there were few who seemed to possess the skills needed to make it into the lowest ranks of Soldier, there were some who had yet to realize how physically draining their dream was. It was almost sad really, how often the young would come in with such hope in their eyes spurred on by his comrade's prowress only to find out that they were not the same as he... for no one could live up to Sephiroth's legacy. Not even his closest companions. Offering a soft sigh, the Soldier went up to a group of the newest recruits handing out a bottle of water to a young blonde with a kind smile "Drink. You'll need it."

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a very fine man !

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Jill hates when they must go days without seeing other, when they get pulled in different directions for long enough that her skin begins to forget the feel of his hands and the warmth of his embrace. Of course there are many things more frustrating than that, but as she wearily takes the lift and drags herself towards Clive's room, her frustration mounts and she craves to be held by him.

The hour is late, though, and most have gone to sleep, so she is quiet as she takes the stairs and knocks gently at Clive's door, hoping he is not yet asleep, if only so she can get a proper greeting from him. If he is asleep, however, she will gladly let herself in and slip into bed beside him.

It had been days since he had been home and longer still that he had a bed to lie down upon that was not made from the saddle of his chocobo or Torgal's side. He wouldn't even be back if it hadn't been for a scratch that made Joshua worried for his health and the need for his bother to refill the medicine he so desperately needed, and despite it putting a hold on his mission he couldn't help but feel relieved to be back somewhere safe. Somewhere he could find Jill, as soon as he finished the bandage against his arm. Tying off the white bandage he allowed a smile to etch upon his face as he thought of the woman he had scantly seen in a ten day. What had she been doing? Where had she gone in an effort to further their ideals? His heart ached to hear her voice once more and as he stood mind made up to find the object of his affection.

It happened like it would in one of Joshua's romance novels he swore that he never read while on the road. The handle of the door was in his grasp and no sooner that he made to open it did she raise her fist to knock gently upon the wooden door. A giddy, goofy smile etched upon his face as he looked down at her his scar wrinkling under the sheer force of his dimples. ".... Jill..." Her name was all that he could mutter before his arms wrapped about her waist and her own around his neck. "I missed you terribly..."

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"You should truly give them a try one day Joshua." A pleasant smile spread upon the Outlaw's face as he cast his gaze towards Joshua's plate and the vegetables left upon it. "While I know they seem unpleasant and unsightly they can have such a different taste depending on how one prepares them." He gestured with his own fork towards the carrots that lay among Joshua's plate pushed to the side and nearly crushed to mush. "I dare say that you might enjoy them, once you accept that they will not turn you orange."

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It brought a smile to his marred face seeing how the woman's muscles spasmed as the last vestiges of her pleasure left her sated and boneless below him. His ice blue eyes twinkled with delight as he slid up and across her sweat slick flesh with his own, his lips making a map of her body that he would revisit any time that he found himself alone and craving this night.

It is with a pleasant hum that he finally pulls away from her lips, looking over her blissful face as she contemplates his query in a moment of disbelief before drawing his attention away from the trickle of sweat that made its way down the hollow of her throat to her eyes once more.

Desire welled within him at her words, stoking the flames within with her pleasant words and how good he had managed to make her feel. It was not often that she spoke so candidly about herself, about how she felt, and to know that he was the cause of such a reaction that she herself could not seem to bring? A low, grumbling, growl left his lips cut off only by her own lips capturing his in a slow, searing kiss as she relaxed more against his pillows and blankets and in turn pressing him intimately against her cool flesh.

"I dare say that the drink has had its run with my mind... Only desire for you clouds my eyes." The words were admitted slowly, a moan slipping from his lips as her breath turned icy sending a sharp pleasant feeling down his spine and towards his manhood which throbbed desperately against the coolness of her thighs. Greedily he went to press his lips against her throat, embers licking at her skin in the wake of his kiss before he made it to her ear.

"I desire nothing but to make you moan. To make you come undone while I am deep within you. Nothing else matters." His words were punctuated with licks of flame against her flesh and a warm hand making their way to her cool thighs spreading them so he could fit between them and his manhood could be pressed intimately against her own sodden center. "I desire you, to the depths of hell and back."

The intensity alone would have been enough to physically sate her, but it is the fact that it is Clive tucked between her legs that truly makes her feel satisfied inn this moment. Her thighs release their grip around his head, her hips still jerk a bit with the continued motions of his tongue until he, himself, is also satisfied, and she collapses back onto the bed with the momentary bout of her strength leaving her. Deep breaths ease through her as she comes down from the edge he took her over so blissfully, so delightfully. By the Founder, he has truly made a new woman out of her in ways she had not anticipated before.

Her eyes close as Clive kisses his way up her body, and she genuinely wishes that he would keep going, kiss every inch of her body, But as he reaches her lips and his kiss is strangely shy, she smiles and opens her eyes again, looking into his and seeing perhaps a bit of a childish innocence there. A contrast to the things they have just done, and it makes her wonder how many other he has been with before her. Any? She may ask later. In truth, it does not matter.

At his question, she huffs a breath of a laugh against his lips. "Okay?" she repeats back to him as she brings her hands up to hold the sides of his face, thumbs caressing just beneath his eyes. "You were incredible. Truly, I have never felt like that before. Even I-" She blushes gently at the admission, "-on my own could not bring about that much...pleasure."

She lifts her head just enough to kiss him again, winding her arms around his neck and pulling him closer so she can rest her head back against the blanket and not break their kiss. A gently frosted breath escapes between her lips and into his, chilling his tongue and teeth before finally pulling away. "Perhaps I was too hasty earlier to deny your fires. Have you burned enough of the drink off to let us keep going?" As if he would say anything other than yes, given how hard his erection is against her thigh.

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@phoenix-flamed requested a meeting with the Outlaw

"Lord Rosfield" The voice of his eldest son interrupted the quiet conversation that the man was having with his Lord Commander, the man kneeling down just at the steps leading up to his father's stone chair. "I have returned from my scouting duties as commanded and would like to report in...." His voice remained leveled as he rose from the kneeled position, meeting the older man's eyes then. "... There were few beastmen that posed a threat. Overzealous Goblins and headstrong Minotaur's near Martha's rest but nothing we could not handle. As suggested, however, we went to survey our borders against the Holy Empire - and as for what we can see from their amassing army that they have little interest in Rosaria at the moment... Though Bahamut was there to meet Diablos. I fear he heard about my travels from a source and hoped to dissuade me from action should I have jumped to conclusions."