Y’shtola Ruhl, a plush, young yet
mature-figured
Miqo'te, was no stranger to facing off against the threat of primals - Gods wrought in mortal flesh. It felt like she’d taken on world-ending crises every other week, in her tenure as a Scion, and while the organization officially taken their hiatus, each member found themselves continuing their agenda of protection, once more under shroud and secrecy. It was something that was made infinitely harder bY'shtola's Tempering
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The Governor and the Mastiff
I’m a powerful man. A multimillionaire. A governor. One of the most prominent politicians in the most powerful country in the history of the world.
Millions of people know my name and my face. Millions live in my state, under my governorship. ToThe Governor and the Mastiff
By: LoveHandles
If You Didn’t Want to be Dog Shit
Rex was a five-year-old Great Dane, a huge, majestic creature with a gorgeous brindled coat. He was especially large for his breed, making him resemble a small horse as much as anything. He was napping peacefully in his dog house one evening when he heard a whistle coming from nearby. At once, his hIf You Didn't Want to be Dog Shit
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