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Son casi las 5am ΒΏQue carajo me perdΓ?ΒΏQuiΓ©n le estΓ‘ haciendo un anal a un virgo?
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EARLY BIRTHDAY GIFT FOR MY GOOD FRIEND @rulimaquina / @amalgamatus !!!
Inspired by her lovely Myles/Jango Fett fanfic
Farewell To All The Earthly Remains
Thank you so much for the wonderful friendship and the awesome times together dear!! Have an awesome day!!! <3
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no!!! not the positivity!!! *falls wounded*
mica!! thank you. i 'preciate it, and you!! for your patience, your encyclopedic Star Wars brain, and all your wonderful interpretations of the muses you write. i politely do not look away when it comes to quinlan vos and maulkiller. also, would voe x ren be one of my top pairings if i had any? 50000%.
and i'm so sorry but i'm forever going to imagine you as luisa frowning at me from behind a screen. stay sassy, stay tossing burros and bitches over your shoulder. . <3333
Is Kurt an ass or boobs guy?
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::ooc:: Well, he likes both. He is very appreciative of both however, if he has to choose heβd go with boobs. Heβs a boobs guy for sure.
Unrelated but, I think I answered this a long time ago and with more detail π I think I should take a dive in my headcanons tag to find it.

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𫦠(from Silver Fox)
Logan would look back on these days and wonder exactly how he'd gotten so damn lucky, but right now, all he wanted was to enjoy the simple pleasures. A warm fire, snow falling outside, and his wife -- his wild woman whose eyes burned like embers and whose hair flowed like a river. Whose claws, though more metaphorical than physical, were deadlier than the adamantium-laced ones buried deep in his forearms. Who had, after so long, danced her way back into his life.
No way in hell he was letting go this time.
The cabin had been built as a refuge, a place he could go when the world was too loud and when he needed to get away; but now, it was more. It was a home, a place to be from. More than an address and some timbers. It was full of love and laughter and her, her scent and her presence permeating all the things so they became part of the whole he hadn't even realized had been missing a piece.
He caught himself staring thoughtfully at the fire and huffed a quiet chortle. Gettin' wistful in your old age, Jimbo, he mused, tilting his beer to draw a swig. As the bottle tilted back down he felt arms slide over the back of the sofa, winding around his neck, and a cheek nestle against his hair.
"The clock says a new year is starting in... one minute," she said, her voice like the song of a mourning dove close to his ear. Logan chuckled quietly, reaching up to slip his hand up along her neck, something of a strange but mutually comfortable display of affection. After all, either of them could cause the other grievous harm, so close to such vital highways for blood flow. "You'd better kiss me, before someone else sneaks in and steals the first one of the year..."
Logan's chuckles turned to a full laugh; his other arm went up, took hold of her and all but dragged Silver Fox over the back of the sofa; she came willingly, laughing along with him. "Oh, I'd better," he rumbled, grinning, pinning her against his chest. "Never know when some swashbucklin' teleportin' elf might pop by to steal my lady's lucky kiss. C'mere."
As if he had to ask. Already her hands nestled in the scruff of his chops, nails lightly dragging through the hair the way she knew he liked, and as their lips met, the grandfather clock on the landing began to chime out the hours - and they kept on kissing through all twelve, and maybe a little longer than that, since they were already committed to the moment anyway.
Herc doesn't like motorcycles only because he's too big to ride on them π
"You're pretty enough that I'll let it slide."
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Show him new things. Logan's been around the block a few times - between the length of his life and the nature of his work, he's seen some shit. There are very few people who can surprise him anymore. Herc, being a god, might be one of the few. New experiences (especially positive ones) are rare for Logan, so he really enjoys them when he gets them.