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  swift-wind-alchemist replied to your post: //I am alive, my
 
		
  swift-wind-alchemist reblogged your post and added: THIS happened.
 
		
  swift-wind-alchemist replied to your post “swift-wind-alchemist
 
		
  swift-wind-alchemist replied to your post “™› Eyyyyyyyyyy.”
 
		
  swift-wind-alchemist replied to your post “Then I think I
 
		
  swift-wind-alchemist replied to your post “seven—drunken—pirates
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  A few seconds that which felt like an
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  She nodded once as she stepped inside.
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  She let out a sudden, cold laugh. “Nine
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  “The shit they did to me…,”
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  She didn’t have the time or the energy
 
		
  swift-wind-alchemist replied to your post “Headcanon: Jean
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  “Drachma? I wouldn’t
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  Jean inhaled a deep breath to
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  “Okay, okay,” Jean
 
		
  swift-wind-alchemist replied to your post “™›” A LITTLE
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  Jean shook his head firmly at
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  Jean gave Erika a reassuring
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  His fingers were warm against her face,
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  “Easy now,” Jean
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  She didn’t object as she was lifted
 
		
  swift-wind-alchemist replied to your post “//Feeling shitty
 
		
  swift-wind-alchemist replied to your post “swift-wind-alchemist
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  Jean’s fingers gently stroked
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  After a well deserved night of sleep,
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  Jean sighed contently in his
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  “Oh, Jean…. I’m enjoying this
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  Jean groaned in protest as she
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  luckied:  “Still have your clothes?
 
		
 swift-wind-alchemist:  She practically skipped to the bathroom,