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With one harsh tug, the prospector's clothed bottom comes into direct contact with the hunter's crotch. His shoulder blades poke into the ground and his feet dangle in the air, his miner hat now forgotten on the dirt.
“Wow,” all of a sudden, the mercenary speaks next to the two men. “You know, Campbell… If I ever tell you to go fuck yourself, I don't mean it literally.”
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Norton Campbell's recipe for the perfect summer vacation? Comfortably lying on a soft towel placed underneath a large colorful parasol, right in the middle of a sunny beach. Soothing sounds of sea waves reaching his ears, combined with cheerful shouts of his friends playing volleyball. Hot sand beneath his feet, cloudless sky, a cold drink and…
Naib Subedar.
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let your sleeping lover lie (and come) by kittynaib
Fandoms: 第五人格 | Identity V (Video Game)
23 Feb 2024
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There was an annoying ringing in his ears and his head felt extremely heavy—all being the result of spending the evening drinking with Norton. It was fun but the hangover was meant to get him sooner or later. Despite the throbbing pain, he soon realized that his partner was… up to something. And this ‘something’ was probably the reason why Naib woke up so suddenly in the middle of the night.
Namely, a certain hardness was rubbing against his rear end.
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When Golden Rose Theater puts on a play that's reminiscent of a recent murder case, the renowned detective takes immediate action to explain that strange coincidence (with a little help from the lead actor, of course)
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Getting a job at an amusement park had to be one of the worst decisions he made in his entire life. If he knew he was signing up for handing out balloons to annoying brats, having to force a smile and dress as a bear that’s got called Brown – a creative name truly – he wouldn’t spare it a second thought and reject it straight away.
He slumps on a bench with the most ominous expression one could muster and cusses out his disastrous existence when someone grabs his shoulders from behind. “Our bear looks as grumpy as always.”
“Shut it, Campbell.”