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| | Hey girlie pops
June 19, 2025 at 5:57 AM
Didn’t expect that to work truthfully
March 4, 2025 at 7:06 PM
March 4, 2025 at 6:58 PM
Or perhaps she’ll be happy be see me alive rather than dead—At least so I hope.
I fear you are just /begging/ to be reprimanded by a certain someone.
Let’s go with that for now then —
February 1, 2025 at 4:38 AM
‘bout as well as I could possibly be really.

Ah… somethings I do a little disappearing, nothing to worry about though !
I'm .. alright! How are you?

You went missing for a while.
Tifa ! How are you lass ?
February 1, 2025 at 4:37 AM
Tifa ! How are you lass ?
January 30, 2025 at 6:03 PM
Let’s go with that for now then —
For days at a time…? Typically, we call that a coma.
I don’t suppose sleeping is a good excuse .. ?
January 30, 2025 at 6:03 PM
I don’t suppose sleeping is a good excuse .. ?
January 30, 2025 at 5:57 AM
Stops breathing
January 30, 2025 at 5:55 AM
BREATHES
January 30, 2025 at 12:46 AM
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December 22, 2024 at 10:53 PM
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Mid and Cid

#ff16 #ffxvi #art
December 22, 2024 at 8:59 PM
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A black envelope arrived to the reader, a blue wax seal with a horse sigil keeping it closed.

'You have been invited by the King of Waloed – Barnabas Tharmr to the annual Yule festives which are open for foreign visitors for once more —
December 19, 2024 at 6:56 PM
Once she’s settled, he pulls the on the rest of the blanket and brings it up to her shoulders.

He sits up on his elbow and pushes the pillow over to her—enough so that the two of them could lay their heads on it. It was big enough to share anyways.
Part of her wants to say no, but it is much quieter in comparison to the resounding yes rattling around her head.

"You know, I think I will."

She smiles as she shifts herself beside him, pulling her hair over her shoulder as she lays down.

"You're right... this is marginally better than the bed."
December 18, 2024 at 8:15 PM
It was far more than he excepted, but actions he appreciated all the more.

“ I wouldn’t even consider the notion. “
he reaches over for the blanket, pulling half of it over himself but left the rest of the space open.

“ Would you like to join me ?
"Consider it done.~"

She leans over and grabs the pillows and the worn blanket from his bed, and then proceeds to carefully lift his head, supporting the weight of it while she slides the pillows beneath him. "Don't say I never do anything for you."
“ Would never say no to a pillow, would you care to pass me a blanket as well ? “
December 18, 2024 at 4:01 PM
“ Would never say no to a pillow, would you care to pass me a blanket as well ? “
Edea kneels down beside him, her arms folded over her lap. He makes a good point, some of the beds here are... a challenge to sleep on, but it's better than nothing.

"Can I at least get you a pillow if you're going to insist upon staying there?"
Looking up from his spot on the ground.

“ If perfectly good equates to giving you back pains this yes I suppose so, but the floor does the job just as well. “
December 18, 2024 at 3:42 PM
Looking up from his spot on the ground.

“ If perfectly good equates to giving you back pains this yes I suppose so, but the floor does the job just as well. “
"Really now, Cid, you have a perfectly good bed not three feet away from you."
December 18, 2024 at 3:18 PM
| | snatched
December 12, 2024 at 1:30 AM
SNOOOORE
🦭| THRASHING .

UAAARRRGAAUAUH.
Rolling back onto his side, covers brought up to his shoulder and he snuggles back into the sheets.
December 12, 2024 at 1:29 AM
Rolling back onto his side, covers brought up to his shoulder and he snuggles back into the sheets.
Slowly, surely, getting tipped over onto its back.

WRIGGLING .
December 12, 2024 at 1:24 AM
His eyes soften watching the two as he lifts himself onto his own Chocobo, just a smidge larger than Edea’s. It chirps its greets, which he acknowledges with a hushed voice. Soft as it was his chocobo heard it loud and clear, ruffling its feathers in what could only be delight.
Just as he expected, or perhaps hoped, Edea didn't notice the slight wince of pain Cid displayed. Perhaps she had been too enamoured with the bird, or maybe he was good at hiding his discomfort.

Her hands smoothed down the birds neck as she shifted over to the saddle and awaited Cid's aid.

he chirped as though agreeing who was busying himself with making his way around Edea, keeping a comfortable distance so he could help her mount onto Oschon.

“ Up ya go ! “
December 12, 2024 at 1:09 AM
Mumbling something, gently pushing the seal away with his foot.
🦭| tugging at the hem of his pant leg with its mouth . Auuuh . Uuuahh
rolling over in his bed.

groans.
December 9, 2024 at 11:11 PM
rolling over in his bed.

groans.
December 9, 2024 at 3:45 PM
| | OKAY SO I KINDA DIED. I BEEN ON THE 14 GRIND. FINISHED DT. ( Glamourer moment lmao )
December 9, 2024 at 2:53 PM