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Ugh, just stick your tongue in my mouth so I can suck on it. It's that easy.
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Ugh, just stick your tongue in my mouth so I can suck on it. It's that easy.
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You're so sexy aha
Hmph,,,,,
Come off anon and tell me that... I'm not attracted to cowardly men,. The elves that I love are all courageous heroes,, the man I date must be the same (if he cant even be an elf -- I have high standards)
Incorrect SITV Quote Comic lololol
Febris belongs to @quinndelightful
Quix belongs to @chasani
Lazuli belongs to @spirirsstuff
For the fluff prompt
12. "what's your ideal type?" "you."
With ares and febris, ares would be a orange lad after he hears febris’ answer
There were a variety of people among the rebels. Humans. Twileks. Togrutas. Even rumors of a Lasat!
However Ares grimaced at how loud his family made themselves known. Being a zabrak was difficult enough…
Being the nephew of formerly Darth now just Maul was even more difficult.
“Just remain calm.”
Ares looked to his father Savage shocked, “ Calm? Dad, their making fools of themselves!”
He gestures to his cousins, the dubbed tomato twins wrestling about. Aster is definitely beating Cress. Maul somewhere about with little Danica who needed to ask everyone 100 questions.
His siblings? He didn’t even want to know. Maybe they caused the explosion this morning…
“I’m going to med bay.” Ares grunted.
“Ah Febris is on duty isn’t she?” A bit of a smile on Savages face.
Ares’s cheeks turn orange. “That’s a coincidence…”
Ah Ares is truly his son. A shyness taking over.
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Ares frowns slightly as how many fellow medics are on duty. Much gossip and laughter heard.
His hearts racing when Febris the lovely Green twilek looks his way.
“So what’s your type?” Someone asks.
Ares moves away from hearing, enough embarrassment for one day…
—-
Ares glanced over at Febris often. Any situation she could think of a solution without a fuss. He admired her talent. And skill and her no nonsense bed side manner.
“Did you hear me Ares?”
He almost drops the bacta patches in his arms.
Febris looking at him, her lekku dancing behind her…
Ares shook his head, so she was going to reject him outright?
“You. The handsome golden zabrak medic who still hasn’t realized I like him.”
His face burns orange. Did she just?
Febris smiles, hee lekku dancing. “ So what’s your type Ares?”
Ares knows he’s bright orange, “ You Febris. You’re my type…”
MADLEN FEBRIS SHOES by MJ95
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Lars went through a lot of possessions. By ghosts and demons, but the most dangerous one by far was Febris (he calls himself KeAl and usually introduces with this name, because knowing the real name of the demon is giving some power over him, to the person who knows it.). Febris is a so-called “floral” demon, it has less to do with the fact that they appear to love plant and flower themed things, and more with the fact that they “grow” inside their host and then “bloom”. Killing the hosts in the process. They drain human’s health and power, causing a fever, apathy, delusions, pain in the organs where they decided to “plant” themselves. Depending on a person they can die within a week or two days, if they’re weak or small. Lars managed to get through the possession with Marcus’s help, but Febris had time to “plant” his son in Lars’s soul...
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