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~𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖆𝖘 𝕬𝖗𝖘 𝕲𝖔𝖊𝖙𝖎𝖆
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🦉// If anyone of my moots wants my discord, like this post and I'll hit you up with it, I'm seeing X is getting fucky again.
🦉// If anyone of my moots wants my discord, like this post and I'll hit you up with it, I'm seeing X is getting fucky again.
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🦉// Good morning everyone! I'm sorry I haven't popped in here in so long, I'm mostly active on discord nowadays! I've been trying to slowly drag myself back, but if anyone wants my discord, I'll gladly DM you for it! I write and have more muses ᴀ̶ɴ̶ᴅ̶ N̶S̶F̶W̶ s̶ᴛ̶ᴜ̶ғ̶ғ̶—
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A nervous wringing of the hands as he sat across from the little imp, steaming cups of tea in front of them.
"I'm sorry for calling you hear with such vague details, but I just... wanted to thank you. For saving my life with that assassin. I don't think I ever—
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ᅠᅠ 𝖗𝖔𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝒚𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖙𝖔𝖝𝖎𝖈 𝖊𝖝𝖊𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖎𝖗.
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🦉// Good morning everyone! I'm sorry I haven't popped in here in so long, I'm mostly active on discord nowadays! I've been trying to slowly drag myself back, but if anyone wants my discord, I'll gladly DM you for it! I write and have more muses ᴀ̶ɴ̶ᴅ̶ N̶S̶F̶W̶ s̶ᴛ̶ᴜ̶ғ̶ғ̶—
Just as Stolas heard her finish up the question, he let out yet another burp, another embarrassed flush touching his cheeks again as he took her hand. A soft hooting giggle left him and he raised a free clawed hand to cover his beak and his embarrassment, letting the imp guide—
—him over to the bench. "I'm afraid I did. It was quite delicious if I amy say so, but it had a rather pungent sweetness to it that simply cannot place. . .—"
Hand moves to clutch at his settling stomach, and he let out a puff of breath that smelled faintly sweet. "Honestly, it—