LMFAO! Nice, Jango. Nice.
Local-chan's Short Stories (Threads merged)
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LMFAO! Nice, Jango. Nice.
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…. I'm not liking the way this is goin'...
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i didn't get it.
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that's because there is nothing TO get really.
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He did say drabbles, after all.
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XDDDD ahahaha Doctor Who/One Piece slash ftw!
I still think this is great… so short and sweet and so wrong XD
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hahaha thanks <3
anyways, a new one, with a pairing that I never thought of before:
Name: Tight lips
Pairing: Hina/Vivi
Theme: Ritual
Word count: 131Vivi paced through the halls of the building, her footsteps echoing. She was waiting for her to come again, these days she came every day. Vivi found that she was the best company since the Strawhats had left. As Vivi poured a glass of wine for her, the doors opened and the pink haired woman strode in.
Hina nodded at Vivi before taking off her jacket and draping it across the back of the chair. She sneered at the young princess before taking a puff of her cigarette. “Are you going to tell me?” she asked the princess who shook her head.
Hina snarled at her. “Hina pissed.” She walked over to the princess, nibbling her ear. “Hina’ll make you talk.” She whispered before wrapping her arms around Vivi, ensnaring her.
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At first I thought someone was trying to impersonate you, until I saw this thread. Why'd you change your name?
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Well, the 1-2-Jango name probably led to many comical encounters when people thought he was a hypnotist with a thing for working on young boys.
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I just needed a change? That a good answer?
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Haha, this is funny. "Sonic Screwdriver" indeed.
Please continue. =D
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hehehe I love your little HinaxVivi drabble XD
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Bwhahahahahahahah!! I love it! Local you lech XD!
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Name: Tea
Paring: NaVi
Rating: PG-12
Theme: Authority
Word Count: 147“Usopp! Turn the Ship to port! Luffy!? What are you doing!? Get over there!” Nami commanded, Vivi was used to this, being a pirate was tough in itself, and she wasn’t really used to labour like that.
“Nami-san, what should I do?” she asked Nami, who was more interested in reading the map than listening to her. Nami waved her hand away. Vivi leant against the railing as Nami smiled at her.
“Why don’t you go put some Tea on?” Nami suggested, Vivi rolled her eyes. “What am I? your servant?” Nami just grinned at her.
“Hey, your our guest, your on a pirate ship, and your loaded! Don’t expect an easy ride” Nami told her. Vivi nodded and went to work. “Oh and Vivi….clean up our beds. We made quite a mess last night.” And that was that. Vivi blushed and quickly went off to work.
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I like your NamixVivi drabble Local-chan
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Part 3:
Darak shuffled down the main street, eyeing the different people and stores that passed him by, the form inside him had never seen anything like it before, thousands of people, idly wandering around a lump of dirt that should have been destroyed years ago.
He could feel the energy coming from the other side of the city, a smile started to spread from the corner of his mouth, it curved into a sinister smile as he became oblivious to everything around him. It was enough to bump into a familiar face, the man sneered at him, while still holding his nose.
“Do you mind? I already have enough to worry about apart from people like you not looking where they are going.” He spoke down to Darak, Darak just smiled, drool dripping down his shirt. The man raised his eyebrows.
“Dear god man! What is wrong with you!? Don’t you have any manners?” he complained, Darak just grinned and socked the man in the face, the man fell quickly to the ground, before scrambling up and glaring at Darek.
Darek just grinned at his hand before continuing on his journey. The man looked around before following him.
Nami leant over the grating, looking down at the Doctor as he fiddled around with the TARDIS controls.
”What are you doing?” she asked, the Doctor just fiddled around with the controls, he stretched out his arm, a packet in his hand.
“Fancy a Jelly Baby?” he asked her, she looked in the packet and picked one out, putting it in her mouth. She spat it out quickly.
“Ugh! What is in that? It tastes all dusty.” She complained, the Doctor just looked at the packet and chewed on one of the sweets.
“Oh I dunno, I think I lost this packet about thirty years ago or so.” He muttered, Nami just glared at him. He nodded. “Right, that’s nearly double your age…” he stuck his hand in the bag and stuck another sweet in his mouth. Nami just rolled her eyes before yawning.“So what is your brilliant plan then?” she asked him, the Doctor just smiled, ignoring her. He stormed past her, opening the doors to the TARDIS and into the outside world, Nami followed him.
The TARDIS doors silently closed behind the two as they stepped back out onto the street, “Again, what is your plan Doctor?” Nami put her arms to her hips, slightly annoyed at the fact that he was pretty much ignoring her.
“I’ll tell you later.” He simply told her as he pulled out the sonic screwdriver, switching it on. The whirring of the screwdriver started up as the Doctor’s eyes narrowed onto the bulb at the top.
“It’s nearby…but where is it?” he asked as something seemed to skim past his hair, “Darek!?” Nami shouted to the man, he just blanked her.
“Doctor, we need this planet, we need it to survive.” Darek told him, the Doctor shook his head.
“You don’t need it, nor are you going to be taking it.” The Doctor grinned. “Because you know why? I know exactly how to stop you, Bannatte.
The Bannatte paused for a second, Darek’s face falling before striking a confident pose once again.
“Then tell us Doctor, how will you kill us?” Darek asked, before letting his body droop, his mouth opening as gas started to pour out of his mouth, swallowing the area into a thick fog.“Nami, cover your mouth and nostrils.” The Doctor ordered, Nami just looked at him, “NOW!” he screamed, she did as he said as the fog seemed to sweep over her, hitting her like a wave.
She could feel the fog trying to enter her body and into her lungs, she looked up and saw nothing, not even the Doctor whom had been stood next to her this whole time, she could still hear his and Darek’s voices though.
“You see Doctor? We Bannatte can multiply at will, there are far enough of us to easily control this measly planet, and you, time lord, you will become one of us!”
The Doctor just laughed at him, allowing the fog to enter his lungs, he breathed it in and out and jumped up and down.“ahhh, has a mint taste.” He beamed, Darak’s face dropped again, the fog seemed to jolt as if in pain. Darak was flung backwards, he picked himself up as the Doctor grinned. “What was that about becoming one of you?” he asked him.
“H-How?” Darak stammered, the Bannatte still flying out of his open mouth, the Doctor just grinned.
“Oh quite easily, you see a long time ago, I actually travelled inside my own body to stop an infection, the same infection that is based upon you guys. True its in the distant future, but you know how germs spread.” He grinned.
The Doctor opened his mouth wider, trying to swallow as much of the Bannatte as possible, after a short while he stopped, and spat into a flask. “Flask of Tea, always nice to take along, you know, if its cold.” He chirped.
The Bannatte stopped in their tracks, the Doctor’s face took a silent serious tone for a moment. “It doesn’t have to be like this, you can go and leave.” The Doctor told the Bannatte, Darak fell to his knees as the last of the Bannatte slid out of him, it was the first time the Doctor could actually feel them looking at him. He repeated himself. “Either you leave this planet or you end up like your buddies here, swimming in a small puddle of cold tea.” He smirked.
The Bannatte said nothing to him, before charging straight past the Doctor, ramming against the doors of the TARDIS. The Doctor just glared at it before grinning. “Oh, if that’s your game then.” He grinned as he threw the flask at the TARDIS.
The flask innocently bounced through the Bannatte and off the TARDIS, the Bannatte grinned at the Doctor before being dragged down into the Flask, the Doctor quickly shut it.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered to the contents of the flask. “I’m so sorry.” He looked over at Nami, still cowering while covering her mouth and nose. “It’s ok, you can stop unleashing your fury.” He told her, she jumped up at this grinning.
“Didn’t want to get in your way.” She laughed nervously, the Doctor nodded.
“Right….well….carry on.” He muttered before unlocking the doors to the TARDIS. Nami looked at him as he did it. He sighed. “What?”
“How come the Bannatte smiled?” she asked, the Doctor nodded.
“It chosen what it wanted to do, it chose a life of living in a flask than fight me.” He smiled, “It made the right choice in the end.”
The Doctor opened the doors to the TARDIS, taking the flask inside with him, Nami smiled at him and was about to follow him when a hand placed on her shoulder, she turned to see the bloodied nose of the man from before.
“Got you at last.” He chuckled. “Don’t you see what you have done? My nose is a mess! I may never smell again.” He complained, Nami just raised her eyebrow.
“No, I can smell you from here.” She flat out told him. “And its of the Sewers.” She giggled, the man was fuming.
“That wasn’t my fault, a fog rolled in as I walked over here, I couldn’t see that open drain.” He went beet red. “But I know its your fault, after the fog lifts whom is standing there? YOU! Your behind all this.” He screamed at her, Nami just tried to avoid the saliva spitting from his mouth as he screamed.
“I will have my revenge, if my name isn’t Micheal A….just Micheal.” The man corrected himself before spying the TARDIS. “That’s it, I’ll just make a Citizens arrest.” He dragged her over to the TARDIS, still disguised as an old Police Box.
He pulled Nami into the TARDIS, not realising what it was until he slammed the door behind him.
“What in the Bloody hell?” Micheal could only say as the TARDIS dematerialised with him inside it.
Next Time:
“Who ARE you?” Micheal asks the Doctor as he just shakes his head and grins, “Me? I’m the Doctor, and this is the TARDIS.” He grins. The screen flashes over to a vision of the moon.
“The Moon, closest thing to the planet Earth, yet has its own history, I love it.” The Doctor grins as Micheal and Nami stare at wonder through the glass.
“My friends, marvel at the Mysteries of Space, at the universe’s largest space museum!” An elderly man grins with achievement. The Doctor just stares at the exhibits.
“Whatever you do, DO NOT OPEN THOSE DOORS! It WILL kill you!” the Doctor commands the man as he points into a darkened exhibit.
Nami runs her finger over one of the exhibits. “Is that what I think it is?” she asks, the Doctor just nods. “An early version of ours.” They both stare at the Cyberman face.
“They invaded us before and they’ll do it again!” the Doctor tells Micheal. “And as much as I hate to admit it, I need your help.” He admits.
To be Continued in The Moon Furry
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Local-chan, you are an amazing story teller to say the least. It's too bad that Nami isn't really in Dr. Who, I would watch that show religiously if she was.
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Yaay, excellent work, hun <3 I love how it still feels like the actual show, Nami fits in so well and she's still in-character ^_^
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I felt compelled to make this as soon as I had all the music for it, the music that inspired me to write this fanfiction.
Whether it be the happy go lucky tune for the strawhats, or the dark threatening tune of the Cybermen marching, all the tunes are here.
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HC1DSEKN
Here is the music list for anyone who cares:
1. Opening Theme
2. The TARDIS
3. Nico Robin
4. The Strawhats
5. Zoro vs Sanji
6. Looking back at the past
7. The Cybermen
8. The Cyber-Controller
9. The Invasion
10. The Daleks
11. Zoro's Emotions
12. Usopp's Death
13. K-9 the Strawhat
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Just so you folk know (or a warning…) I am thinking of doing another fic like this, maybe not the cannibalism....or maybe....Cannibalism again...not sure yet, same characters tho, mexRobin....cus its fun >_>
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Just how much did you drink…?
It's weird. Really. Although, there's one question I can't hold back:
HOW THE HELL WILL THAT WOUND HEAL WHEN HE CUT A GODDAMN WHOLE PART?! -
….what the fuck is wrong with you.
Seek professional help.
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What's so disturbing about that?
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@Cap'n:
….what the fuck is wrong with you.
Seek professional help.
I have to agree with Cap'n Carter, but without the cussing of course.
Sheesh this little essay is almost as wrong as the time my brother went psycho back in high school and slammed a locker door onto some guy's head just for the fun of it.
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It's writing, people. Fictional.
Stop flaming.I find it spooky and dramatic. It's an interesting approach.
Different people, different urges- it can be anything.
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It's writing, people. Fictional.
Stop flaming.I find it spooky and dramatic. It's an interesting approach.
Different people, different urges- it can be anything.
The world is vast.I'm really not trying to flame Local-chan because he is a great writer. I just find the point of an unknown guy eating Robin really freaking and not normal to me.
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unknown 0.o I woulda thought by now that it was known that I was talking about myself.
Anyways, like I said before and I'll say now, if yer dun like it, tough shite, dun read it, or in fact, DO, just so yer can suffer more, I dun give calf's kidney.
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I am suing you for $2 million in damages for giving me horrible nightmares at night, I am not very squeamish yet you have given horrible nightmares!
Just kidding, but whatever you are going to do, just keep it to yourself if it involves Robin iin any way that is perverted or disgusted. And don't write stories while drunk.
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I can write stories when I'm drunk if I wanna, if I remember rightly that was just a cover up.
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That makes more sense because no amount of alcohol can give you a desire for eating other peoples' asses.
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Not only that, but eating fictional characters' asses.
Besides the serial killer overtones, twas a nice read. Really. Looking forward to your next fic where Chopper eats Nami's brains with a straw.
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Nami's already dead tho….tho not a bad idea.
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Scat would be a welcomed addition. And maybe the introduction of small living animals in one's rectum?
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hmmmmm nahhhh, now, if yer done, go bitch about something else.
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Bitch? I'm only trying to give you advices in order to improve your almost irreproachable literary masterpiece about feasting on human buttocks, I'm deeply offended you could think I'm not sincere. Really, really offended.
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If your character could vomit into Robin's bleeding wounds than swallow the vomit back I'd appreciate it, thanks in advance twists nipples
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Seriously, is there some rule in this forum that says you should be an asshole when you post in other people's threads….? I sure do see that a lot around here >_>;
Not that Local-chan is all that sensitive, but still... that's just rude >_>
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I didn't know Local was interested in vorarephilia.
It didn't seem too vomit-inducing to me. Then again, I'm able to hand things better if it's only handwritten and not a visual image. The writing style is certainly your style, Locky.
Unless Mark actually starts eating people for sexual pleasure or forcing people to read these stories, I don't see what the big deal is. Maybe people were mislead by the 15 rating. I've never heard of that rating before, and it sounds like it just means that the story contains stronge language. Perhaps you could put WARING: VORE in the thread title, Mark?
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Alright you guys look…if you don't like the fanfiction, don't continue to redicule the author. If you want to offer advice on writing, do so in a non-derogatory manner. If you're only here to sneer and jeer, get out.
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I'd say a fanfiction about a cartoon character and one of the biggest taboos of civilized societies with coprophagia and incest is bound to attract some mockery. It's the contrary that would be disturbing.
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tl;dr
but based on the comments I bet it's a weird read. Write whatever the hell you feel like local, just ignore the comments.
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Alright you guys look…if you don't like the fanfiction, don't read it. If you want to offer advice on writing, do so in a non-derogatory manner. If you're only here to sneer and jeer, get out.
**That's not possible. Not without reasing the comments, at least.
This was ….disturbing. But it wasn't bad. It was a good story and Local obviously is very talented, but it was still pretty nasty.
Also, I don't think anyone's trying to be an asshole or anything like that. Someone saying that eating someone else's ass is disturbing has the right to say it. You couldn't possibly expect that someone wouldn't say it when it was posted.**
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I'd say a fanfiction about a cartoon character and one of the biggest taboos of civilized societies with coprophagia and incest is bound to attract some mockery. It's the contrary that would be disturbing.
To some people, just writing fanfiction in general is asking for mocking, but this is Local-chan's thread, and he has a right to request there be no mockery posted in it.
**That's not possible. Not without reasing the comments, at least.
Yeah you're right, XD I was typing in a hurry and wasn't thining what I was saying, I meant to say if you don't like it, don't keep posting in the topic, and if you don't like Local-chan's fiction, don't read it.
Also, I don't think anyone's trying to be an asshole or anything like that. Someone saying that eating someone else's ass is disturbing has the right to say it. You couldn't possibly expect that someone wouldn't say it when it was posted.
No, some people were being assholish. In the beginning there were a bunch of people expressing that they were disturbed by the story, and even saying "were you drunk?" but that was OK, but then certain people were just trolling the thread and that's not right. I left most of the comments in tact but deleted the ones that were beyond expressing opinion to just ridiculing.**
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Yeah you're right, XD I was typing in a hurry and wasn't thining what I was saying, I meant to say if you don't like it, don't keep posting in the topic, and if you don't like Local-chan's fiction, don't read it.
Yeah, I figured something heppened there. And I agree, no need to harass Local.
No, some people were being assholish. In the beginning there were a bunch of people expressing that they were disturbed by the story, and even saying "were you drunk?" but that was OK, but then certain people were just trolling the thread and that's not right. I left most of the comments in tact but deleted the ones that were beyond expressing opinion to just ridiculing.
Those posts were probaley deleted before I got a chance to read them. So, I apolagize. I didn't of think of the possibility of you deleting the posts with you super-powers.
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well I aint asking for peple to like it, nor am I asking to read it, I did say I was drunk when I wrote it. Hell, if people complain about it, I'll just tell em what I think, they can go bitch to a brick wall, I dun care.
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Did this when drunk one night, if your even a lil squeemish, don't read it. You HAVE been warned.
I have only loved an Angel
By A High Class ButcherIt is midnight now, soon they will come for me, I am sure of it. I do not have long to write these few words, but write them I will. I want the world to know. About her beauty. About her calm, measured company in times of crisis. Her tenderness. And her breasts. Christ her breasts.
I have done so many bad things.
She wasn't the first, young red haired lass a couple of years ago, but she meant nothing to me. Cheap, Worthless, Dissatisfying. Like a bit of scraggy end. She started well, but then she turned.
Robin was different.
When did I first meet her? Is it only a year ago? The restaurant Baratie. Blazing hot. The smell of beautifully cooked foods. I was looking for somewhere to go. There'd been an ugly incident with a lady urinating extravagantly in the Gents. At that time Robin was stepping out with a fellah with whom I was on nodding terms. That weirdo Sanji. He was whispering something in her ear. But I knew she had no interest in him.
She looked straight at me with those beautiful eyes. I suddenly felt alive, as though my body was on fire. I just prayed that I wouldn't do it again. I wouldn't. I mustn't
Our first conversation was polite enough. Formal. I asked her about her interests. But she was shy, I could tell by the redness on her face. Sanji told me that she had not had any many friends. That was it. She was unbroken. At that moment, I knew I must have her.
She must have known what was in my mind for she served me well with my meal, she even stopped to talk. Although she had never known a man properly, I vowed she would. Aye!
I talked terms with Sanji, trying to get her out of that stinking job, but he would have none of it. He is an uncouth man. When he took over that business from the old geezer he seemed to be different than usual. It was right that I should take her. Sanji left, leaving us in peace. I asked her what she thought of him, she told me she needed the bathroom and left, I needed no other encouragement.
That night, the night I took her, was moonless. I opened the door and strode across the room where the brute was keeping her. Thought I heard a voice behind me. I managed to wake her, she smiled, and never would I forget that journey home. The terror of discovery. The heat of anticipation. Our footsteps echoed on the silent road home. I felt like Jack in Jack and the Beanstalk but not the same. No magic beans would take this beauty away from me.
Oh my love, my love, maybe it is a good thing I will have to leave. The clock is ticking. It has begun again and it might have finished you, like her. I am sorry, so sorry.
Oh my love those were the golden days. Little runs out on the moonless nights. Sharing a joke, cosy evenings by the fire, feeding you anything you wished into your drooling mouth.
And our passion. God those nights, I'll miss those nights. You full and firm, not long before our child. The milk! the milk! the milk!!!
But soon enough the shadow of suspicion fell across your eyes, I know you lost him, it wasn't our fault. I could still see the little changes. An averted glance. Love becoming lies. Oh what you made me do to you!
I tried to ignore, pretend it wasn't so. But the rage grew in me. It was rotten. Like a bucket of liver and lights that had turned in the heat. My tools were downstairs. My blade was sharp. I had to. Like before. Like with her.
The first cut was the hardest. Just a slice I thought to myself. I knew you had those powers, powers to sprout whatever body part you needed; I didn't think it would hurt you this much. I took it off your rump first where you would miss it the least, I knew you always spoke about how much you wanted to take it off. I fried it and ate it before your sleeping form. It was exquisite.
But I was sorry afterwards. So sorry. I cleaned and dressed the wound. You would heal. Then I redressed you. Like a lady. The lady you are. Were.
It would never happen again I said, but of course it did. I am a monster. You tasted so great. So sorry.
It is as well that all is up with me. You will live, or most of you. I hope you will come visit me, I know how much you loved me before, after.
One thing comforts me, Whatever I have done to you my love, my Robin, to you it is nothing compared to…the special stuff. As they say, they know it's wrong but it tastes so good. It is a substance of darkness, far far worse than any could imagine, and as this is by way of a confessional I feel it is only right to reveal the true nature of the special stuff.
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I'd say it sucks just to spite you, but that'd be a lie.
It' very good, well done.
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Title: Better than Gold
Pairing: RobinxNami
Theme: Luxury
Word Count: 136Nami moaned softly. “You’re good at this.” She was lying face down on her bed. Her naked back shivering with delight as soft hands massaged her back. Robin smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying herself
The multiple hands caressed and massaged their tensions away. The candles flickered in the cool breeze. Robin opened her eyes; they trailed up the young navigator’s body and back down to her eyes. She stared at them for a moment, time seemed to stand still.
Nami looked at the older woman and moaned again as the hands massaged her neck, “Robin, your hands are better than all the gold in the world.” She spoke softly, the archaeologist just smiled and lightly patted the orange haired girl’s butt.
“Thanks.” Robin smiled softly