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the spirit is an onion

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love the stark differences in maia's encounters with his suitors like osmin duchenin in her best efforts to put him at ease rolls up to him like so this one time a serving boy brought us caviar instead of fois gras LMAO ooh check out osmer chris's versace slides isn't that so fetch ahaha you're SO funny. meanwhile csethiro-knight-in-shining-armor-ceredin marches up to him like HEY dingus the soprano is playing you just thought you should know
othalo zanarin. total fucking WASP
reminder that every day maia chooses kindness key word chooses
#i think if thara was a bit more of a whore he and azharanad would bone
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hi hello immortalizing your tag here because you are correct and also this is a call to action we need more "whatever the fuck those two have going on"

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ID: a screenshot of dialogue from the goblin emperor, between maia and csevet. The text reads:
“But you have no more privacy than we do!” Maia blurted, dismayed, and was even more dismayed when Csevet blushed.
“We assure you, Serenity, we have sufficient privacy for our, ah, needs.”
“Oh,” Maia said. “That’s good. We are glad … that is, we are … we are going to bed. Good night, Csevet.”
“Good night, Serenity,” Csevet said, still very pink but smiling. “Sleep well.”
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thara celehar overstimulated in the fantasy dennys
reblog to slap dachensol habrobar's bald head