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Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

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Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

[archadespirate-a-blog]

Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

[archadespirate-a-blog]

Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

[archadespirate-a-blog]

Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

[archadespirate-a-blog]

Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

[archadespirate-a-blog]

Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

[archadespirate-a-blog]

Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

[archadespirate-a-blog]

Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

[archadespirate-a-blog]

Due to the cluttered feeling on this blog, I’ve decided to remake it! Balthier can still be found under the same name @archadespirate, we’ve just moved!

Please follow me there!

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Dear child,

What did the world do

To give you such t i r e d eyes?

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✽ WHAT’S YOUR MUSE’S PLANT PERSONALITY? TAKE (THIS QUIZ) AND POST YOUR RESULTS ( REPOST, DON’T REBLOG PLEASE! ) 

Echinacea

A protector. With an amazing blend of optimism, nurturing and goodwill, you lend your strength and energy to those in need. Your seemingly infinite goodwill and boundless supportive energy make you the one people turn to when times are tough. Your greatest strength is, of course, also one of your weaknesses, especially if you neglect to take care of yourself. At times like these, it’s a good idea to take a step back and focus some of that protective energy on yourself. 

Ginger

Spirited. A feisty and fiery companion, quick with an opinion, a laugh or an idea. Warm, friendly and inviting, you never allow an awkward moment to pass. In fact, even cold and distant people warm up to you more quickly than others. Negative experiences or too much indulgence, however, can send you into a bit of a tailspin, and when hurt you may become quite cold and distant. Ginger people do best when their natural warmth and affection is flowing freely, giving them easy access to their love of life.

Peppermint

Unflappable. You are cool in the crisis, calm in the storm, collected amongst the chaos. You’re a breath of fresh air, a waft of inspiration to the down-and-out, a refreshing, inspiring, uplifting person to be around. Of course, even a cool cucumber like yourself can run into trouble. You may try to take on too much, which can leave you feeling weighed down and not quite yourself.

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Palazzina di Caccia of Stupinigi, Stupinigi, Italy

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        Oh yes, even god feels lonely at night.   /   Can you forgive me, can you forgive me?

    main game and headcanon based EMPEROR MATEUS PALAMECIA of FINAL FANTASY II.

        beloved by majora since 1.17.17 - read laws / about before interacting. low activity.

                                         PERSONALS / NON-RP DO NOT REBLOG.

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I’ve decided I’m gonna recap Balthier’s in game icons cuz the folder they’re in is so messy... and most of them are so dark you can’t see shit

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|| ||                        No? She would not take his invitation?

         She was going to persist with this… This…?

     “…You just left your thorns with your witness.”

       Something was terribly amiss, and Kuja couldn’t hide his bewilderment anymore– His mask dropped, and he all but let her grip his arm so uncomfortably, equal parts put-off by her uncharacteristic display, and beseeching for reason behind it. Where was that proud knight who had felled a hundred men? That cold-blooded woman who stood triumphant upon the ruins of Burmecia? Yes, that calculating cold-blood, so sharp… so ambitious. … That quality was what had enticed Kuja at the start…

       This was different. Wrong.

       The hum of magic filled the air, instinctively, no doubt felt beneath her grip as unpleasant tingling pinpricks, a fluctuating dance of red hot needles…

           “No, no, no, nonono~…” he mused dryly. The corner of his lip curled, and for once in front of her, he looked and sounded serious. “This shall not do… It won’t do…” Rising several inches above the floor, the reaper performed a waltzing outside turn to remove himself from her reaching grip– or drag her uselessly off the ground with him. “I’ve no idea what has come over you, whether you have been cavorting with that tinned-beef captain for too long, if you are intoxicated, if you are an impostor… But it is most uncomely.”

     His eyes flicked back toward the poor man she had dragged into this.

     “My dear gentleman, come take care of her, won’t you? This is unlike her, I ask you do not judge her for it.”

While the scene playing before him was turning very sour very quickly, Balthier almost looked relieved that someone else here seemed to be agreeing with him. Even so, his relief doesn’t save him from flinching when the man turns his attention to the pirate.

Balthier reaches a hand out for the general, moving in a particular fashion that gave the illusion he might’ve been gliding across the floor. Of course, the pirate was just trying to be careful in the path he chose and the actions he took. Both parties had just become unpredictable and Balthier was left in the middle of the smoke covered battlefield to navigate blindly. Bombs, mines, bullets, or otherwise, were all threats he couldn’t see.

“Someone with sense. Yes. You heard the man, General. Let’s get going. Perhaps we can wind down with... a bit of brandy, or rum- whatever drink you’d prefer.” He was hoping the promises of a drink could be enough to entice the woman away, but of course there was always that small voice that said otherwise. He wouldn’t shy away from using physical force to pry her away and, should the need arise, he can always use the weapon she had told him to hold. Knock her out with the hilt and drag her home where he can scold her for her idiocy when she actually has the ears to listen.

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“Feelings?” He rolled the word around his mouth, declaring it to be an entirely foreign taste he didn’t much care for; the lime flavoured sweet of the lingo world.

B a lthi e r . 

What exactly was he going to do with this whippet of a man? Snapping at his heels yet biting when pet. There was fun in this somewhere, and he wasn’t sure which avenue he wanted that fun to take. Torture? Sex? Death? All the above in that order? 

 “Only most of the time, Prettyboy?” He drummed his fingernails against his hip, offering a charlatan’s smile. 

Dealing with this... this man (?) was like dealing with an alien. The pirate watches the other as they ‘toyed’ with the word in mind and mouth. It would’ve been endearing had this creep not been such a hassle to begin with.

“Don’t think into that too much. What time isn’t spent ignoring you is time spent still trying to get you to stay away, but verbally this time.” The smile was met with a frown as Balthier crossed his arms over his chest and shifted his weight onto his left hip.

“And the name is Balthier. How many times do I need to tell you before you get it through that thick neanderthal skull of yours?” Did he need to beat it into the clown? He could do that and, perhaps for some extra fun, he’d let the clown choose the weapon Balthier should do it with! He was practically a master of all, the chances of there being a weapon he wasn’t familiar with were slim to none.

“Say it with me now, Balthier. That is my name. Call my by it- that is no request, it is a demand.”