guess whose back ✨ typhoon visit

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ASCENDANTS
- LUNAR LIEUTENANT
7 MONTHS OLD

PHYSICALLY varies
EMOTIONALLY hard
MENTALLY easy

DEMIHOMOSEXUAL
HOMOROMANTIC

TSUNDERE ASSHOLE
SHORT-TEMPERED
WERE-VAMPIRISM
TAGS

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Ah, the raptors that ate that ugly bastard who helped raid them. While Onision couldn't care less for Owen and his raptors, he still was proud of that damn german shepherd for sicking the raptors on those fuckers.

Slowly, carefully, with his head held high, Onision walked over to the scene, a single cold blue iris focused on the Typhoon's healer. They had locked up the kid? Well, poor thing. Sike. "So you're here apologizing? Wow, must've taken a lot of balls." Chuckled Oni as he pushed against Bastille's side, alerting the Seraph of his arrival. How glorious it must be to deal with a bunch of pirate fuckfaces. He wished he had attended that raid himself. He was too young, though. Much too young.

"Yeah, yeah. Anything else, man?" Oni snickered, turning to Moonmade with a neutral expression on his face. "What do we do about him? Just let him go?" He signed, rolling his single eye back to Bast.

[align=center]YOU'RE HARD TO HUG

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ONISION MIKAELSON-FOLIE
tough to talk to, and i never fall asleep!

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