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i was away for the weekend but i’m back now! also, belated munday pic. :^)
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I love battle couples ok.

Fighting side by side. Trusting each other completely. Trying to protect each other. Casual banter in the middle of a fight. Their teamwork. Sparring each other to keep their skills sharp. Getting uncontrollably angry if the other gets hurt. Kissing each other when they’re victorious.

I seriously have a thing for battle couples.

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hey you, yes you, we should rp.

this is a message to all of my mutuals,  especially the ones that i have not yet interacted with  !!  we should  get  together  and  do  a  thing. i can look through your wishlist, or you can look at mine. or  we  can  pants  it.  even  just a small thing. or even  a  verse.  i  am  open  to  many things.  but really,  let’s  just  do a thing.  okay ?  like this, or message me, or IM me– i like the IM thingy. c:
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Kind of walks up behind her while she's working, and puts a tiny, slightly shivering, ball of black fluff down on the table beside her. "I found a friend outside. He was mewing very loudly, and I'm not sure the last time he's eaten."

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          a blink. she’s surprised he’s actually gotten up & not just left the poor thing mewling outside. she’s proud, very proud, & she stands up to ruffle his hair before gathering the kitten in her arms & tucking it into her shirt for warmth & much needed, positive human contact.

           good job. he doesn’t look too old, so can you get the syringe while i prepare the milk? also, the flea shampoo. just in case.

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‘ LET ME SHOW YOU THE WEI AROUND.                     IT’LL GET ROCKY FROM HERE ON OUT                                                             SO WATCH YOUR STEP. ’

                                              (( Art Cred. ))

  • Ind. Wei BeiFong from Legend of Korra
  • Private/Selective blog – Mutuals only.
  • Cross-over friendly
  • Single-ship
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                                   Water. Earth. Fire. Air.

My grandmother used to tell me stories about the old days, a time of peace; when the Avatar kept balance between Water Tribes, Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation, and Air Nomads. But that all changed when the Fire Nation attacked.

Only the Avatar mastered all four elements. Only he could stop the ruthless firebenders, but when the world needed him most, he vanished. A hundred years have passed, and the Fire Nation is nearing victory in the war. Two years ago, my father and the men of my tribe journeyed to the Earth Kingdom to help fight against the Fire Nation, leaving me and my brother to look after our tribe. Some people believe that the Avatar was never reborn into the Air Nomads and that the cycle is broken. But I haven’t lost hope. I still believe that somehow, the Avatar will return to save the world.

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Sex Headcanon Questions

1: Is your muse a virgin or not? 2: Is your muse a top, bottom, or switch?
3: Is your muse more dominant or submissive?
4: How often does your muse masturbate?
5: Is your muse loud or vocal in bed?
6: Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?
7: What is your muse's sexual orientation?
8: What are your muse's preferred positions?
9: Does your muse have any kinks?
10: Best sex they ever had?
11: Worst sex they ever had?
12: Where is the most interesting location they've had sex?
13: What do they usually do after sex? Before sex?
14: What gets your muse in the mood?
15: Sensitive spots?
16: How adventurous is your muse?
17: Does your muse use safewords?
18: Would your muse ever have a one-night stand?
19: Does your muse prefer foreplay or to get right to sex?
20: How often does your muse have sex?
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Something doesn’t feel right. Maybe the cold air was pricking uncomfortably at his skin, even through thick layers of clothing; something that he’d usually be immune to. Maybe everything was just a little too quiet. He’d noticed a distinct lack of any nonsensical babbling from the Rokubi, but hadn’t really noticed until now.
Sure, he’d always had some kind of sense as to when something was wrong, but just knowing it was something and not knowing what that something may be, was not helping to ease the growing worry.
He can smell something. Something sour, unpleasant. There’s something calling his name, or so he thinks, but it’s a weak sound, so he’s unsure if he just imagined it. His feet carry him to the front door to investigate before his mind can stop to think what’s happening, idling instead on trying to sense something else in the air. Anything else in the air.
Reaching the front door, he opens it to poke his head out, quickly bracing himself to catch and hold the frail body waiting for him. She’d come home in terrible state before, but… Never anything like this.
“Yugito…” He hummed quietly, partly supporting her weight, mostly carrying her inside to the nearest possible place to let her sit (or preferably, lay), forcing himself not to stumble at the incredibly strong blood scent coming off of her. What the hell had happened?
He did his best to maneuver her smoothly to her own bed, laying her down and sitting himself beside her, brushing a few strands of hair out of her face.
“Yugi…” He said quietly again, although he wasn’t entirely sure if he’d actually spoken her name aloud; the only thing he could really hear was his own heartbeat thudding loudly in his ears, something that always happened when he was scared or worried. And right now, he was very much both.
“Can you hear me? Talk to me, please…”
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