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❛ y’ah look like a fox -- but sure don’t smell like one. ❜ his ears twitch and golden eyes blink as he takes the half-step he needs to get a better look at ‘im. huh, definitely not a human, either.

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〘 @godkilller 〙
❛ y’ah look like a fox -- but sure don’t smell like one. ❜ his ears twitch and golden eyes blink as he takes the half-step he needs to get a better look at ‘im. huh, definitely not a human, either.
It had happened so quickly that it left Fang speechless for sometime. When she snapped out of it, she slipped to grab onto Fran seeing she had been wounded while she had remained unscathed. "What were ya thinkin' doin' that for?" she growled out only to move a hand toward the injury to apply pressure. "I was tryin' ta keep ya safe, not get ya killed because of me." Fighting back the bitter anger at herself, Fang tried to help Fran as best as she could. "Just hang on, I can't let ya die."
What was she thinking? Protecting the only friend she had left. Balthier had been missing for so long now and only Fang remained at her side in the last years. Never questioning. Never judging. Her mere presence kept the viera’s sadness at bay for so long that the thought of losing her peace of mind was unbearable.
It was silly to die of a gunshot wound. Ridiculous even. A cruel reminder of a ghost she chased for years and was still chasing today. Probably that Fang never realized the strength of Fran’s loyalty until now.
She smiled at her friend and rested weakly her hand over hers. Her head made that buzzing sound as her vision went white. As she drew her last breath, her smile stayed.
At least, I was able to be a good companion to one of mine.
sovereign-chuami replied to your post: summoners-path said: //I LOVE THIS. (I’M HAPPY...
DROWN ME TBH
sovereign-chuami replied to your post:"MOM WHAT I JUST MOM PLEASE NOT ON THE DASH AGAIN...
//ngl chu-mun is living through you fran
(Fran can be the little voice of reason in your head who can suddenly turn on you and make you do bad stuff for the heck of it.)
Is it bad that I can't scroll past a butt pic without <3 it?
[Text]: you told me your favorite colors were “pink” “no pants” and “Mexican food”
[Text]: Again, my horrible sense of humor strikes again.
[Text]: I need to stop texting when I drink.
[Text]: To my defense, I was watching Machete at the same time.
[Text]: That would explain the no pants and Mexican food part.
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"Fang…" the white haired woman whispered as she kisses her way up from Fang’s neck. A sweet chuckled followed that. "Aren’t you cute like that…" Fran was now kissing her jawline, then her earlobe and put a sweet kiss on Fang’s eyelid, her hand sliding under her shirt—-
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"HYPERION! NO!" the Brazilian shouted as she pulled the dog away from a drowsy Fang. "I am so sorry, Fang! Seifer!" She let her boyfriend take Hyperion away by distracting her with a go fetch game. Fran, for her part, took out a tissue from her purse and helped her friend to get cleaned up.