Super Epic Tulpar Adventures!

Super Epic Tulpar Adventures!

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Cross-posting this AU from Tumblr to Wattpad. Tumblr link: https://www.tumblr.com/blog-for-water/775252070719684608/super-epic-tulpar-adventures -- Mouthwashing AU where literally shit just happens. I'm making the plot up as I go mostly, idk. There's some weird "love triangle" with Anya, Jimmy, and Curly (Anya and Jimmy love Curly, Curly doesn't love either of them, mostly...), Swansea wants to overthrow Curly, Jimmy and Anya are enemies NOT to lovers, Anya may or may not be a god the human race has forgotten for centuries upon centuries, the whole crew have to fight Jesus every couple months to prevent Judgement Day, and Daisuke has no idea what is going on.
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Trigger Warnings; emotional, alot of angst, talk of jimmy, SA, insinuation of sexual violence, mild discussion of weight, padding, swearing, vomiting. --------------- Was she having a stroke? Daisukes anxiety pierced him further. Something was wrong. But he didn't want to leave her in whatever trance she was in. Her torso was curled over, her head on his folded thighs, on hand still had a fisted a rose of his Hawaiian shirt. The other held a few thin fingers in her mouth, chewing on them in a way that wouldn't hurt her. Soon they shifted, and as she pulled them from her lips, her thumb made its way instead. Her eyelids lowered as she started to soflty suckle, gently dimples on her cheeks, a force that brung her thumb in and out, just slightly faster than her breath. The lengths she went not to look at him. She was still there to give herself shame for the situation, but she couldn't help herself. There was something stronger in her head, a sandstorm of fuzzy feeling that would silence her mind and leave her in a pleasant fog.

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