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BLARGHY. *pocket-sized rant*
*sets down purse*
WAUGH WHY AM I OUT OF CREAM?
Easy enough day at work: we all got done nice and fast. Only problem is that it is, in fact, 102°F outside. So regardless of the ease of the workday, the heat has rendered me mushy and useless. A cup of tea and a nap will fix that. Then I get to clean.
Which means I get to buy a new broom—the current broom is sort of, what’s the word? IN SEVERAL PIECES—and cleaning solutions, and scrub brushes, and trash bags, and cleaning implements…the impending “Uniform Condition” inspection has me a little nervous. I’ve accumulated an impressive amount of CRAP since last year and then there’s the fact that I’ve just been lazy about some things lately. The cleaning won’t be to my satisfaction until about Friday, and that’s if I spend two hours a day working on it until then.
It also means that there will not be time to cook Fancy Things™ this week. Unfortunate!
Oh well. I’d best SIT MY ASS DOWN IN THIS CHAIR AND DRINK MY GODDAMN TEA so I can have my nap. I have to be ready to throw down on this floor.
…and the dishes…
…and the walls…
…and the stove…
Why did I decide to get my own place again?
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So fluffy is it that I'm kind of embarassed to put it here.
And yet ironically they do not turn fluffy themselves during it.
Let me know if you're interested. :3
*Mognet mail!*
Kujerra fluff is always relevant to my interests. No exceptions.
Glad she's no longer outta cream,
Rai
Another reason to play FFIX: Mognet is a sidequest
Dear Rai,
I went overboard. And I want to continue going overboard. This ship is most difficult to keep on top of!
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This is set with Kuja and Terra hiding up on their turret at the Crystal Tower in the middle of a tryst. I personally see the scene as clothes optional (untranced) as I imagine this being an ‘afterglow’ conversation but you’re free to have your own interpretation.
(Kuja spots what looks like the figures of Jecht and Shantotto arguing down below)
Kuja: “Ugh. Them again.”
Kuja: “I swear- if there’s one thing that makes me eager to escape this wretched war it’s these insufferable busybodies. I’ve had it up to here with that obnoxious midget and that brazen oaf attempting to cast themselves roles in our romance.”
Terra: “They mean well really.”
Kuja: “Oh? Is that what you call that supercilious mage’s meddling with your contraceptives? Well meaning?”
Terra: “I don’t really want to take them, truth be told…”
Terra: “Actually…as soon as this war is over I…”
(She bites her lip and takes a deep breath)
Terra: “…I want to start a family. The both of us- together!”
(She bows her head)
Terra: “I know it’s a lot to ask and I understand if you don’t want to but…I’m sorry- I just can’t go pretending it’s something I don’t want because I do! So much!”
(She looks away from him, unable to meet his gaze)
Terra: “Even if you don’t want to…I still…” *she loses her voice*
(Kuja places his hand under her chin to guide her gaze upward at him)
Kuja: “Exhausted from flying, the little bird wishes to rest her weary wings and build herself a nest?”
Terra: “…Yes.”
Kuja: “She does not care if it’s a den of sin her eggs hatch from? Or do the golden bonds of matrimony constrict her tender flock?”
(Terra looks at him in confusion)
Kuja: “Do the bells of nuptials not ring sweetly in your ears or are you content cast as only a mistress? Such a role does not suit one as lovely as you.”
Terra: “Um…could you speak normally please?”
Kuja: *sighs and drops the theatrical tone* “Marriage. Do you want it or not?”
(Terra’s eyes light up)
Terra: *gasps* “You really mean it?”
Kuja: “Would I be wasting my breath otherwise?”
(Terra glomps him causing them to lean very close to the edge)
Terra: “I do!”
Kuja: “Careful!”
(Terra notices and lets go so that they can pull back)
Terra: “Sorry.” *she giggles nervously*
Kuja: “Come the end of this tiresome war I shall spirit you away from this world. With the sky as our ocean and the moon our guide, we shall sail to our own utopia in the clouds, free of gilded cages.”
Terra: *she holds his hand* “And then we’ll build a life together.” *she smiles and looks over at the view of the landscape*
Terra: “…”
Terra: “Then, we must do everything we can to end this war as quickly as possible.”
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Toffee
*kicks slow-ass scan. ALSO THIS MERITS A SQUEE ICON*
Just as soon as my scan finishes and I find out if something's nomming on the interweb wires, I'm jumping on because apparently I am missing SERIOUS AWESOME.
I always thought that Kuja's proposal would be flowery and flashy. I think my voice went up to dog-whistle squee level here.
Oh HAI, Squee!Luneth!
The way I see it, Kuja thinks that his pretentious 'acting' persona is more appealing than his true self (because of course of the whole identity issues he has going on) so in his mind's eye reciting flowery lines at Terra is the way to go when really, she prefers it when he's sincere. I didn't want her to accept the flowery proposal (and I like to think she was playing dumb) because I wanted her to agree to marry true!Kuja and not mask!Kuja as it were.
Re: Oh HAI, Squee!Luneth!