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shakes fist at noa and cj,,,, yall wakin malice muse up unexpectantly after my whole 4 hrs of sleep ln

#ooc.

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" guess who? "

#malice! ic. #they're back #i'm back #yahoo #part 2 after posting this to teba

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@bieneduque !

their smile curls and twists in delight to the simplest ways her breath shuffles free from heat-soaked lips. her taste lasts far too long for them to satisfy, and the beckoning for a second lapse desperately climbs their limbs onto her side to clamber closer. of course, her shoulder plays innocently into their chin, that which seeks to weigh their noggin onto the hearth of her ploy, easily swayed by their sunset firefly's tricks. oh, to feel so young and free, even after the crash and burn of a career.

" doll, y'er doin' it again. quit hidin' in the pages. you're gonna SMELL , S̶M̷E̸L̸L̷ , S̵̼͇͗͛̂M̵̞͖͗ͅE̴͖̺͊Ĺ̶͍̭͝L̵̪͖͉͗ like dead trees. "

#junkil! ic. #bieneduque #rly lily #is this the s/o you want #the same guy who throws hands w farmers #just to steal crops

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PLS PLS PLS PLSPLS A REMINDER THIS BLOG IS NOT FOR CHILDREN. IT'S NICE YOU LIKE MY ART AND MY MUSES BUT THIS. IS NOT A SAFE PLACE FOR YOU.

#ooc. #psa. #JUST HAD #THE HEART ATTACK OF MY LIFE????

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" go on, lils. sip 'im. we'll wait. "

#junkil! ic. #bieneduque #: ) #suggestive

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i sent you my ganana pls respond

#ooc. #my edit.

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lin just made me choke twice on my sandwich for "deep throating it like ganon did the secret stone"

#ooc. #im done yall /lh/nsrs #suggestive

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ladies night!!!! ft. @topaz-adorned , @bieneduque , and junkil!

#junkil! art. #it's just rough lines for now #been working hard on it for like two hours and i feel burned out

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@ourowndemise : "Something fruity enough you can't taste the alcohol. Maybe something with cinnamon."

smth fruity huh

#ooc! art. #bieneduque #ourowndemise

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hey ganons, wdyt lily @bieneduque would drink, be honest

#asking for an art piece

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GROUP PIECE IS COMIN TOGETHER AND MY ART IS SO RAAAAAAAH!!!!!! /pos

gurls night out <3333

#junkil! art.

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insight into junkil's bond w penn and their reporting days! ft. @flockrest !

#junkil! study. #junkil! ooc. #flockrest

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@vigilantdesert !

sometimes, being a genderless enby brought an envy from others, especially the men who ventured so far into the desert to achieve the likes of gerudo town. ah, but they weren't the same, so easily encouraged by the women and others who inhabited the sandstone city of piety, strength, and power. by ways of their leader, a simple creature such as junkil could find meaning and home within their walls, and yet as nomadic as they lived, they often found themselves returning to a friend's home, leaning on her throne to sip drinks and rest upon satin pillows.

such beauty by golds, gemstones, even mosaic ornate decor, but junk found it far too busying for their focus. instead, practiced business was escorted to palace walls where they'd accompany chieftain in her daily routines, all while being a complete lap cat. their height, so small -- almost a head taller than their youth who ran rambunctious in the streets -- had them lounging across tan thighs and stretching out across urbosa's limbs like some chunk of feline companionship.

" you sure know how to pick 'em, 'bosa ! " comes plainly, as if the woman alone didn't already seem willing to push them clear from her visage at moment's notice, their testing of her waters sprawling out a wag of their tail that flicks along the side of her calf, catty behavior even letting a resemblance of a purr chitter free. " desert heat mixed with the cooling rush of water ? certainly no oasis paradise, but DEFINITELY, D̴E̷F̷I̶N̵I̶T̶E̷L̸Y̸ a place to call home. "

" wish i had the rupees to afford a house here. i'd ! just to have a slab t' lay my head on. "

#junkil! ic. #vigilantdesert #zalgo text warning

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so i told this to ray, hilary, and al! but here's how my LoZ AU! for junkil goes.

- high profile reporter who hears the steady heartbeats of calam ganon in their head like morse code, but with the defeat in botw, they have a fall from grace and turn to merchant life. homeless, sleeping in the construction piles in totk, junkil takes to simple selling like beedle, except at fluctuating prices that never stay the same, grasping at any chance at attention they can get. dresses like your typical 50's mullet and salesman type, desperately infatuated with the purah pad's sensor, has one of their own on a small device that used to be corrupted by calam gan's wavelengths. treats link the same way spamton treats kris, almost in a clinging sense of " we're not so different! " v much like a muppet from the depths in a way, but. eh, totk was v underwhelming in some aspects so i plan to run with my own story for junk in that sense.

#junkil! study. #junkil! ooc.

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@mightiestbanana !

FAME , oh to know it so well. for an ex-reporter, lost to the calamity and the voices in their head, junkil barely had spare room to breathe once calamity ganon's defeat brought about a silence. a fall far from grace, like a star dashed against the ruthless earth, their dry spell left them roaming for any sense of belonging once more. to be free, to untie these useless strings that ganon had 'round their neck, to hear hylia call for them.

it was probably bitter luck to stumble across the yiga and their clan's highest power, master kohga. an outing perhaps, or maybe sheer coincidence they meet post-mission for the members, but junkil found themselves clinging to any sense of possibly regaining their mark on hyrule. scrambling from the sands of the dunes, smaller creature scampers closer to yiga group that traverses their way back home, footsoldiers drawing their demon carvers out by the way fruitless salesman rushes towards them.

" well, w̵e̶l̸l̴ ! if it isn't my favorite ! kohga, how goes the whole shindig? " they pause, blink once or twice, as if the subtle beating of their own heart speaks morse code, before they're right as rain again. smile wide, wicked and curled, the merchant grips jacket's siding and reaches inward to whip out their latest elixir--- " get it while it's fresh ! mighty daiquiris on the go, for all your strength needs. "

pinched fingers rattle the bottle around, tempt the soldiers who's heads turn and follow like cats distracted by yarn. bananas! in their purified form of sweet, sweet liquor. junkil dangles the offer like catnip on a string for the distraction of clan members, those who stray from kohga's side for a better look of merchant's wares. typical ; untrained in resisting the ways of the banana. to their glee, of course, junkil thrives on the little sporadic glimpse of attention between product and peers.

" only 30 rupees ! get it while it's cheap , my friends ! "

#junkil! ic. #mightiestbanana #zalgo text warning #a spoiling for me since #al enables me constantly

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i can , you can , WE CAN do ANYTHING !

#junkil! ooc. #junkil! isms. #junkil! musings. #my edits!

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so i caved and made a v special psd i'll use for them here. <333333 watch this blog become them-centric for a few days.

#ooc. #rly proud of how this came out #like incredibly proud.