OutOfSteel: I Have A Male AuRa Because I Like To See The Ass Of My Sexy Male Character As He Runs Around,

OutOfSteel: I have a male Au’Ra because I like to see the ass of my sexy male character as he runs around, especially since I put him in the tight shorts of a white mage and skimpy top because dragon men look cool. Good news that xmas and black friday is coming up so if you can grab FF14 for cheap off of amazon or somewhere, it is cross platform so you can play your same account on PC with one sub. I hook up my PS4 via a USB cable because I am special like that and play whatever platform suits my mood (it is obviously easier to text chat on PC).

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general psa that i will NEVER be upset with you for taking forever/never answering something i send you 

we all have lives outside of this and muses are fickle like, i get it and i never want anyone to be afraid that i’d hold it against them like if i send you a meme and you’re not feeling it? you don’t need to answer it

if we plot something and i make a starter and you’re not feeling it anymore? that’s okay too. even if halfway through a thread it feels like it’s going nowhere so you wanna drop it? that’s 100% okay

honestly? you don’t even need to let me know you’re dropping something/not answering something like im not here to pressure you or bug you about replies and i don’t care if you’re actively writing with other people  or anything, like if you’re not interested in writing something with me i won’t take it personally

and even if you don’t want to drop something and take literal months to answer? that’s chill like me too okay

and all i ask is that you extend the same courtesy to me <3 

Buster smiled softly to the other as he chewed on the bite of apple. "I can walk well enough. I'm not falling apart yet." he replied, looking out over the landscape. He had a bunch of mixed emotions some of them sitting like a bubble in his chest. He was thankful to get back the memento that he found laying in the dust though it was bringing back a few memories he didn't want to think about.

"I don't think...we ever had time to think about just us before." he replied as he situated his pack and his cloak, feeling a bit of stiffness in his knee. "I think...it might also be nice to forget..." he replied softly before taking several more bites of the apple before tossing away the core.

@ancientblxde

The apple was something small and well, something that he knew Buster enjoyed eating and having on him, and to see the younger turn to him and take a giant bite out of it, the silver couldn’t help but chuckle gently. Despite everything that happened, despite his own master going ape shit and almost destroying the world, this felt like something that would have happened back at Shin-ra and it did happen multiple times. Cherished memories that he definitely didn’t want to forget at all but seeing how his elongated dip in the lifestream managed to retrieve a good chunk back, at least he knew there was a way. Hearing Buster give his thanks, Masamune nodded once more as he spoke afterwards.

“I have more that I managed to buy from the market seeing how they had some left over. Granted they’re not Banora whites but they’re a good substitute until we get to Banora.” Going silent as the elder nodded once more to what the blond had to say, Masamune agreed entirely despite the fact that he felt a twang of wanting to stay but knew it would be pointless. This home was and is gone, and has been for the past five years while he was in the lifestream. His new home will be in Banora with Buster, which will be nice and away from society at most unless people decided to come hunt them down for some reason. “Right.” Walking over to the blond, he then spoke up more as he gave a gentle smile.

“Once we’re in Banora, that is when we’ll get to forget about Shin-ra and just focus on us and simply relaxing. And that’s once we get there, not going to happen unless we start moving or do I have to start carrying you~?”

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“I wasn’t gonna drink a lot...just a little apple cider. The kind that Rapier makes is always is always extra punchy....but someone has to stay sober because she certainly isn’t.” he smiled at the kiss.

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“I heard that tonight is the night when one is suppose to dress up in costumes and watch scary movies and eat popcorn and candy. Is this true?”

“Are we going to get drunk and have festivities?”

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With the sun rising along the horizon, the light filtered through the window of the jail cell as it made the second prince of Baharnak squint and open his eyes slightly, blinking a small bit since he was in the jail cells? Course, his body reacted faster then his mind and he was about to call out for the guards, telling that this was a mistake for him to be here when he suddenly remembered that oh yeah, his city was sacked last night and less then a few hours as he let out a shuddery breath. Leaning back onto the stones as his clothes, a mixture of both night and battle, provided little comfort against the coldness of the jail cell. Yet he couldn’t help but wrap his arms around his legs since it had been only a few hours and everything had changed……..

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Masu’ne, the second son and the eldest of the twins between him and Mursu’na, and then their was his elder brother, Sepfir. The crown prince who had gone off to start his own town and also had recently gotten engaged to a princess of a neighboring ally. His twin had gone off to serve since he wanted more action then the simple royal life which to be honest, suited his brother all the better. For Masu’ne, deciding to stay home with his father and help out with the court and other royal duties was more his style and his father didn’t mind. Course that didn’t mean they weren’t aware of what was happening since with the death of Alexander the Great, his father warned him of the power struggle that would be happening in this uncertain time. All the while, the silver himself had hoped that impending war or civil strife never reached there walls…..

                                    Oh how he was so wrong……

It had all worked so well to the greeks advantage as none of them knew of the attacks that were incoming, none of them knew about the spies that had infiltrated them, none of them knew about the traitors that would turn the second that it started. For the silver, it would have been another busy day in court and making sure everything ran smoothly in Baharnak. But again, that would have happened if it weren’t for the sudden surprise attack from inside their walls as no one knew what had been happening until it was. The silver himself knew how to fight since despite being royalty, he needed to learn the art of combat and he was glad he did but it hadn’t been enough. They barely had time to send a falcon out to inform his brother, though whether the bird made it or not, at least the message was at least sent out. However, the second prince had been standing along with his father in the last line of defense but it still wasn’t enough since this was the greeks for damn sakes. But with his father’s age and slowness, he couldn’t compare to the younger, more agile men and with that, he saw his father get cut down.

With his father dead, the guards and whoever else fighting scattered to the wind, Masu’ne had been taken prisoner and placed into the jail cell for the time being.

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And that’s where he still was until he heard movement, before the silver looked up a bit with his violet eyes and watched as the greek soldier’s approach and held up shackles. Honestly, how was he even going to fight back without a sword, so might as well go without a hassle as he sighed deeply. Frowning as he felt the shackles placed around his wrist and connect to the shackle around his neck, granted it had been a little extreme but he was in enemy hands so they didn’t want to take any chances. Following the soldier’s as he stayed quiet, the moment that the silver got to glimpse out at his beloved home, he was heartbroken before turning his sights away as he supposed they were leading him to the throne room to meet up with his would be conqueror. It took a bit of time but when they finally made it, the silver narrowed his eyes slightly at the blond greek who had his back turned to him.

“My lord, we brought the prince up from the dungeons as you requested. What shall you command us to do with him?” Granted he knew enough about the greek language since thanks to his education but turning his head away, he really didn’t want to know as one of the options would be to put him to death as he was after all, competition and technically the rightful heir to this city.

The Greek warrior turned around at the question, to face the captured prince in question. The young man brushed his golden locks out of his face. “I think neck shackles are a little excessive...unless you are afraid that he is going to get away and you won’t be able to handle him.” he chucked lightly at the guards.

Busterivas came over to Masu’ne with a kind smile, though the blood on dirt on his armor gave hint that even behind the smile was someone who was not meant to be trifled with.

“I know no matter what I say, I will still be the enemy to you, an oppressor. But for what it is worth, I am not here out of a thirst for blood or to strip your beautiful land of her resources. I am here because I am the third son in my family. First gets power, second gets the military and the third gets the freedom but then has to carve out his own path and that is what I am doing.  Anyways....”

He turned now, moving to the balcony to overlook the city. “What is done is done, and thankfully with as little blood shed as as possible and I do not plan on spilling more if it can be helped. I will not kill you, Prince, unless you give me reason to. Right now I will have you confined to your quarters...will all sharp objects removed of course...and you will be able to move around the palace as needed with an escort.” he pushed away from the balcony and started back towards the guards and Masu’ne. “The first order of business is to tend to your fallen king and whatever is needed for you and your people to properly morn him. His body has been collected and taken to the royal chambers. I do not know your traditions for tending to he dead...however, we cover the eyes with drachma to pay for the soul’s fair across the river styxs. We have done this for any of your people who have fallen, including your king...”

The blond then signed, running his hand through his blond locks, trying to organize his thoughts further. “I think that is it for anything immediate...I still need to wait for the assessment of the city...wounded...supplies...facilities...some of those will have to wait until the palace is stabilized...” he mumbled, now talking more to himself then to anyone else. “Oh um...” he looked to the guards. “Give the prince whatever he needs to do his job tending to the dead. Bring to me any daggers in his room or...you know stabby things...and he can have free reign in there. Just make sure he has an escort everywhere else.”

@ancientblxde​

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