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amotherofdragons-a · 10 years
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mothermulletarchive · 10 years
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RUBS ON PURRS LICKS EARS.
EAR TWITCH. SHIVERS. RUBS BACK AGAINST.
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hyacinthis · 11 years
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soubanightmare started following you
"You smell like they do." Canine DNA ran rampant through his body, the ARCH lifeform that lived with gave him his advanced sense of smell. The stench of death potent on the one before him, she of rotting flesh and-- mako. Could it have been that she was once a prospect, cast aside and left to bathe in Gaia's moors? Were they genetic kin-- forged from the same lifeforms? "Who are you?"
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discipleofthecreed · 11 years
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soubanightmare said: [ KISSES ]
// [ all the affectionate nuzzles for u ~ ]
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ablackwing · 10 years
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           "Souba. Would you care for some fresh trout for supper?"
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mothertoall · 11 years
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██▒░ ♛ 」
     ’Souba.'
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deathbykatal · 11 years
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//sees stalking, not sure if curious or worried.  maybe both.  probably both.
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apricatex-blog · 11 years
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soubanightmare said: Places a Materia on his head.
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     SoubaSoubaSoubaSoubaSoubaSoubaSouba----
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mothertoall · 11 years
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genialbrilliance · 11 years
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She wants a santa hat too. Paws at the pom at the end of his meow, how adorable.
She wants the hat so badly? A laugh and he plucks it from his head and places it upon the cat-- that should work.
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ablackwing · 10 years
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Forget caution, forget fear, she has no reason to fear him. His body is some sort of safety, a buffer of sorts, and she /clutches/ to him. Spindly arms with steel strength trap him from behind, his lower back being the roll that she nestles her head into, and she is silent. She needs him, oh what a terrible need.
The sensation of weight upon his back is a familiar one and he makes no cessation yet of the impact of sharp steel into wood while the carrots in hand are chopped up properly into smaller bits. Only when the chore is done does he turn at last in the clutch of her arms, lifting the small body upwards without fear. He has stolen something precious from a shade of himself and he says nothing, gives nothing, merely watches her with those too-understanding eyes of raw green and holds the feline to his body. Whatever has upset her will come out in its own time; for the moment, however, he knows that she needs this and he might sigh, he might protest, but she is his cat and he holds her tenderly
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[05:11:47] ❖ ɪᴄᴀʀᴜs.: hashtag everyone wants kams d [05:12:06] abadDANG IT: hashtag your d is mine [05:12:22] ❖ ɪᴄᴀʀᴜs.: hashtag i'm a free bitch baby [05:12:38] abadDANG IT: hashtag your ass is mine too [05:16:24] ❖ ɪᴄᴀʀᴜs.: u freakin wish [05:16:41] abadDANG IT: nah I own it
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dualcorruption-blog · 11 years
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[ did u say bottom Dean BREATHES ON HEAVILY ]
WHEN DID I SAY BOTTOM DEAN 
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vaingloriousknight · 11 years
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#[ HI SO YOU MUST HAVE FOLLOWED ME FROM RENO NICE TO MEET YOU IM THE CAT ]
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xuofheartsarchive · 11 years
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