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“I’m not really hunting right now . . but . . constantly finding vantage points like this really makes you appreciate the view in the meantime.”

“Whaaat? Soft top isn’t bad, right?”

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“Hmm . . what a strange result. But I guess it’s not exactly wrong.”

reward . . mm . . silly me, I didn’t think that far ahead. Apart from something like, I don’t know, my flesh maybe— what would you like?”

out a soft chuckle. With the way the other’s gaze was completely hardened onto her body, any sudden movement would easily go south, regardless of intent. In doing so, her hand slowly shifted its way up, her fingers gently interlocking with Veliona’s. “As for your -•-

concerns . . just what was this thiren truly capable of? “‘Bekannter’? Oh, right. It’s a way of saying ‘friend’ in German. Not on the same level as something like ‘freudin’ in this case, but it gets the same point across.” She hesitated for a moment before letting -•-

The attraction was mutual, even if Seraina didn’t fully understand it herself either. This woman was strange. Even in a much more lenient moment such as this, her strength was utterly domineering. Being actively aware of the fact that she was holding back only worsened her -•-

#SeductiveSunday “My muzzle’s really conductive, so I like to heat up smaller meals on it during longer missions after a bit of cleaning. Works like a charm, really!”

what do u think of tachyon #umamusume #ウマ娘

“Sometimes I wonder if hot sauce becomes cold sauce after you freeze it. Nora really hates when I ask questions like that, hehe.”

https://t.co/I2lJQ79ODF fuck it , i think I'm ready

Losing a fight is one thing— dying is something else entirely.” She scoffed at her remark, considering the other ways this easily could’ve went had Veliona shown less restraint. “You won, I lost, that’s that. The alternative is much worse . . dead men tell no tales after all.”

carefully cleaning Seraina’s smooth face, as if she herself wasn’t responsible for the same injuries, or holding back her primal urges. Nevertheless, the sniper remained underneath the thiren as she’d slightly loosen up. “I know, and I do appreciate it, really. -•-

subjected to the other’s confident boasts. What a grueling fate this was . . She’d watch Veliona lean in, subtly bracing for the worst, only for the Thiren to keep her word and tend to Seraina’s wounds, licking them clean. Her tenderness was ironic, her soft tongue -•-

If she could roll her eyes, at least for the other to see, she would. But a defeated huff and a head tilt conveys the same message, right? “Sure, sure . . something like that, bekannter.” She rolled her wrists around in the other’s grasp, completely pinned while being -•-

// Been catching up with Zenless on the low, especially since I slowed down heavily during season 2 Forgot how even the more chill background tracks are still bangers

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Seraina couldn’t help but scoff to herself in response to the other’s excitement, not really minding it as her mask began to shift through multiple hues. Pink, red, orange, yellow, plenty of bright neon colors! “Hmmm? Something like this, right?”

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