Fiona has a higher STR score than both Lydia and Kasper which also means — she can carry them
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etho is getting the full-force of joel’s homosexual tendencies right now because his real work wife (jimmy) isn’t on the hermitcraft server & he needs his enrichment time where he pesters some slightly* pathetic guy or he’ll wilt like a sad neglected plant
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I’ve read like 2 fics like this and I need 12 more
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ID: 1a. Nandor, facing the viewer and tenderly holding Guillermo’s left hand up in both of his. Guillermo’s back is primarily to the viewer and Nandor’s red stone pinkie ring is on his left ring finger. Nandor is smiling down at him brightly and asking, “So, you will be my wife?” Guillermo chuckles sort of incredulously, cheeks red, and replies “No, but I’ll be your husband.” 1b. Guillermo slides his arms around Nandor’s waist and pulls him close, kissing at his neck. Nandor links his arms around Guillermo’s shoulders to return the embrace, staring blankly ahead with a smaller smile, clearly taken aback, as he replies, “Oh! …Okay.”
2a. Close up of Nandor looking up into the distance with shining eyes and a silly smile growing on his face as his new fiancé smiles happily, face tucked into his throat. Nandor thinks to himself giddily, “I am the wife…” 2b. In Nandor’s imagination, he sees himself lounging on a chaise, draped in glittering gold bangles, chains, rings, and jewels, skin slick with oils, wearing nothing but pounds of jewelry and a sheer cloth pinned around his hips. One hand raised imperiously and one leg hoisted up, toes pointed, wife Nandor tilts his head back dramatically and calls, “Oh, husband! You have returned from battle! Bring me your penis immediately!” /end ID
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