My Corner

In the wild, researchers have found that most wolf packs are simply families, led by a breeding pair, and bloody duels for supremacy are rare.

6'5' 350+ lbs of muscley bear that knows how to practically suck your soul out of ur pussy.

That man is a dom. A sensual and soft dom but if you fuck around too much he won't hesitate to put you in your place(respectfully and sternly in Angeal hewely fashion)

He listens to the different ways you sound when he tries different things, figuring out what feels good for you and asking questions and always making sure you're doing okay.

Large, strong arms wrap around your thighs as he keeps you in place while he's all up in that pussy, feasting like it's the last meal he'll have. And he's not done after one round, that's just the warm up.

After care is a must and is a requirement. He will scoop you up and set you in a nice bath, the sheets will be changed at the speed of light and once you're done bathing he will pick you up again and tuck you into bed.

Sleep on that man, he is half the size of the bed anyway and his tummy and fat tits are the softest things you could ever lay on. And he's always so warm and he always smells like cedar and pine. Hhh 😍😍😍😍

Thank you for everyone that suggested me some pretty tails✨

Genesis, day 1 of being in Midgar: “Look at this place, the culture is enriching! The theatre district alone! Three dedicated playhouses within walking distance, a gallery quarter, a live music hall that apparently runs until 0300. I’ve already sourced two first-edition texts I couldn’t find in Banora in six years of looking. The architecture is extraordinary if you engage with it philosophically rather than literally. The scale of human ambition compressed into one city. I think I understand now why people come here. I think this is my home.” 

Genesis, day 30 of being in Midgar: “I am. Losing. My. MIND. The mess hall has been serving POWDERED fruit juice for two weeks. My skin is suffering visibly from the lack of fresh air. I haven’t seen a fresh vegetable in two weeks, and apparently having grown up near agriculture makes you a country hick here. And! I saw a rat in Sector 7 yesterday that was larger than a housecat!”

Genesis, after Angeal said I told you so and suggests they move back home: “Perish the thought! I’ve decided I’m fond of the giant rats. I may attempt to domesticate one, actually. ”

Angeal, day 1 of being in Midgar: “I mean…this place is great and all, but it’s not better than Banora. There are no plants, no birdsong, no insects because the environment can’t support life. I miss my mom, I miss the orchards, the beach, and the only reason I stay is because it would be dishonorable to leave. And I need the money.”

*Zack has Angeal’s arm over his shoulder, helping him walk*

Angeal: This is entirely your fault. If you had just thought for one second before you acted, my foot would be fine right now.

Zack: I know, I know, I’m so sorry! How many times do I have to apologize?

Angeal: You don’t. What I want from you is growth. Humility. The basic consideration of thinking about how your actions affect the people around you before you act.

Zack: You’re completely right! Starting right now, that’s exactly what I'm doing. New Zack. Thoughtful Zack. Zack who considers others’ feelings. 

*A man sprints past and swipes Angeal’s wallet*

Angeal: HEY! Ow, my foot! Zack, run after him!

Zack: Hm. But what if he needs the money? 

Angeal: ZACK!

Zack: We earn so well at SOLDIER. Not everyone has the privilege of a wallet full of gil and a coupon collection.

Angeal, turning blue: ZACK—

Zack: Look at him run! He looks free! Light on his feet, even. Whatever that money goes toward, I have to believe it’s making a difference in someone’s life and that’s beautiful. You’re helping the needy!

Angeal: I’M GOING TO PASS OUT.

Zack: Oh! He’s meeting someone under the bridge! Look, he’s buying rock candy!

" 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯'𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔬𝔯 /

𝔰𝔥𝔢'𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔦𝔤𝔤𝔩𝔢 𝔞𝔱 𝔞 𝔣𝔲𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔩 "