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[aranaminokitsune]

[aranaminokitsune]

you know what i love? I’ve been gone 3 years, and I’ve been gone a long time in a lot of rp fandoms and returned.

but tw, so many of you are still here! like, people i follow and have rped with are both still here and haven’t archived or changed their blog name.

it’s so ... nice

[aranaminokitsune]

Toshiko hadn’t fed in what felt like months. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been in the wild hunt, but it left her with an insatiable urge to feed, almost like a blood lust. It was all she could do to calm herself.

Sat atop the Nemeton, she did her best to center herself, staring into the flame. It was calming, it was the deepest part of herself.

She was so ensconced in her meditation, she didn’t hear the footsteps until they were right on top of her.Unfortunately, that did little to help her state of mind.

Head turned, she could immediately smell every bit of pain and suffering they had endured, and it was intoxicating. Black veins began to pulsate under her eyes, as the flame extinguished. Tosh stood, hand outstretched.

“You smell delicious.”

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what if ... i snuck back here tomorrow after 3 years abscence

that cool? cool

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“Well, that’s good.” Stiles says, around a cheekful of pizza that he’s pouched to the side. “Consent is good. Consent is sexy.”

He swallows the contents of that cheek before nodding at the game, and then at Tosh. “Yes, this game is so fucking pretty. I can’t think of too many games that are this pretty. And there’s likehorses you can tame, and some of them are blue, it’s amazing.”

“Everything I do is sexy.” she threw him a wink, before sighing, “Blue horses, seriously? Next you’ll be saying there’s mermaids ... oh wait, Zora. Nevermind.”

Tosh shrugged, before tossing back the rest of her soda, picking a pepperoni off her slice, “Sometimes I miss the smell of a wild open field. Just so full of scent and freedom. My mother used to smell like that. Happy.”

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“I mean, the foot thing extra sucks, ‘cause I’m not going to grow anything back. The whole, you know. Human. We don’t heal fast at all.” Or regenerate things, or anything. Sometimes it seems like such a burden.

For some reason Stiles touches his stomach there, as if he’s remembering something really uncomfortable, but he also settles into the couch and starts to open up Breath of the Wild. “I’ll let you know, though. As long as you don’t use a grenade to treat it or something.”

“Of course I wouldn’t use a grenade. I prefer the hands on approach. It’s not just wolves that can take pain. It’s a lot less used in foxes, but we’re able to do it.” she gave a shrug, taking another bite, “However, I refuse to do it without permission.”

She took another drink, before grinning at the opening titles, “Man, the graphics on this look amazing. It really did used to be like this. I mean ,not exactly. But I remember when it was all grass as far as you could see.”

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“Well, do you have any better ideas? I’m open to suggestions here.”

“Well what did you say to her when you two first started hooking up? If you lied to her, then you’re in a mess of trouble. But I mean, just be honest, with a twist of letting her down gently. I think your’e an awesome person, I just don’t think you and i make sense long term. Like, build her up.”

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( sms; tosh ); you must have missed all those times i creeped outside your driveway… ( sms; tosh ); that’s a  joke btw!! ( sms; tosh ); like i’m going to refuse food, midnight burgers it is, i know just the place. that little dinner near the sheriffs station. i might even get a milkshake….is it acceptable to get a milkshake at midnight? ( sms; tosh ); hey i take offence to that i have never shot anyone with an arrow and i play video games! ( sms; tosh ); i’m living dangerously and getting a milkshake YOU CAN’T STOP ME

[ sms ; stiles ] Yet, you haven’t shot anyone with an arrow yet.

[ sms ; stiles ] there’s always time.

[ sms ; stiles ] Oh your’e ever so dangerous stiles. I’m weak at the knees just thinking about it.

[aranaminokitsune]

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

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Peter clicked this teeth, letting her pull at his shirt though there wasn’t much of a way to actually discard it with his hand busy against her folds. “What is it, Tosh, tell me~” He cooes, the circles quickening against her core.

Growling, impatient, she rutted against him, before she flicked her hand, claws popping. She quickly dragged her hand down the front of his shirt, shredding the material, “I prefer show than tell.”

Letting her claws retract, she smoothed her fingers over his exposed warm flesh, her other hand still pumping him.

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“... is that what you’re gonna say to her? Because that does not sound sincere at all.”

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        “Look, I’m sorry if you got the wrong message but I – I don’t really do the whole relationship thing, alright? Never worked out for me before, don’t see it working out now.”

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I have a son. His name is Mieczyslaw Stilinski. But we call him Stiles.

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“You’ve always been the type for praise in that form,” He chuckled a bit, though he did mean in. A soft growl bubbles from the Wolf’s throat and one hand trails inbetween her thighs. There was not dancing around it, his fingers smoothing against her clit and drawing slow circle around it.

Hips jutted towards him, the fox whined softly as she began tugging at him a little more fervently, “Peter ...”

Her free hand pushed at his shirt again, trying to tug it up over his head.

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