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Cosplay season is MURDERING me. I'm so sorry I've been M.I.A. ;;

I'm normally on skype though so while I'm a slave to my sewing machine please don't be afraid to message me and keep me company. <3 Skype --> visualkid

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Squatting beside her he held a hand to his nose. "Can't say I recognize them..."

whiskeyrifles replied to your post: "Now that’s a rude guest.."

'i don't recognise the pair either. They aren't shoes of anyone I've met. It's strange. Whose shoes could they be? Do you know?' Naminé moves to the side, crouching down and pointing at them while with the other hand holding her nose because they really do smell yucky, especially from where she’s currently at.

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Meanwhile on the Lindblum...

Well that’s one mystery solved.

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-Dumps water over his head 'cause is water better than snow?- |||: ((Momma loves you, okay? |||: ))

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Grinning he tossed onto the middle of the bed and crawled over her like a lion over it's pray. Leaving a trail of kisses along her stomach he smirked up at her. "Now's yer only chance t' change yer mind" He purred.

The woman yelped playfully and laughed as he put her over his shoulder. “Ya promise?” She teased as he carried her into the bedroom, her nails digging into his back as he did so.

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crystallineragnarok:

Fang growled softly and nipped at his bottom lip as he pulled off her sari; she was now left in her black half shirt and her skin tight shorts. Backing up with him throughout the house she continued to kiss him fervently and eventually tugged his shirt off, tossing it somewhere near the couch. Her nails drag along his bare back upwards until one hand reached his hair. Those fingers laced within his hair and she tugged sharply to press her soft lips to his neck.  

Pausing to enjoy the feel of her lips on his skin he let out a playful growl. Squatting down a little he shifted her over his shoulder and straightened again. "We'll be here fer days if it's up to you~" he joked. Giving her ass a grope he carried her into the bedroom. 

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out of ammo: vndjdfnjk gomen for dissappearing 

I've got a major costume crunch happening and stress with family ; A ;

I promise I'll be around WAY more.

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vnfdjvk suddenly really sick so I'mma lay down and if I don't pass out I'll be back a little later ;3; 

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"Am I feeling what I think I'm feeling?"

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hyperionfire replied to your post:"Apologize."

"Fine. You can take baby steps then. Just don’t go getting me sappy ‘i’m sorry’ presents."

"Guess I'll take that giant teddy bear back then." Grins and laughs softly.

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“I think the house is spinning.”

"Visitin' the Nora bar again, Fang?"

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“It's 4 in the morning, is everything ok?”

"Jus' get over 'ere, I need a friend."

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"Apologize."

"You got a few years...there's a lot I need t' apologize for..."

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“I'm your worst fear, you'll find it in me.”

Be ready for the sappy shit |:

Tugging at his sleeve he pulled him closer and wrapped his arms around him tightly. His voice was soft, worn from a long day, as he rested his head on his chest. "The only thing I've found in you is someone who needs to stop lettin' the world walk all over his happiness."

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“I couldn't give a flying fuck what's normal.”

He quirks a brow and stares at the other man. "What are you babblin' about?"

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We’re friends ain’t we? I’m worried about you.

Save yer worry. 'M fine, alright?