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Random head doodles ive dawn on stream ^^ Featuring a few of my characters: Jakki, Nimah, and another im currently working on. As well as 's Karssa and 's New character Ash from his story here:
... Beyond All Repair (An FTL Fanfic, Kinda) Warning: this story contains bondage, sexual themes, partial nudity, violence, strong language, and references to kidnapping and slavery. Everyone depicted is over the age of 18.
Slight Spoiler Warning: This story takes place in the FTL: Faster than Light Game Universe. Some of the plot and references come from it. However, since the game's story is rather loose in narrative terms, much of this is original work.
‘Captain’ Kara paced the length of the ship, passing through several of the compartments in her Kestrel-Class Cruiser. The compact ship drifted aimlessly around the FTL Beacon, unable to proceed without Nalen at the helm. Her black high-heeled boots reverberated on the titanium flooring of her ship as she stormed her way to the stern, her hair-poof bouncing at the force of each step. The Mag-Lock doors were far too slow for her tastes, despite opening immediately upon recogni

Description
Random head doodles ive dawn on stream ^^ Featuring a few of my characters: Jakki, Nimah, and another im currently working on. As well as 's Karssa and 's New character Ash from his story here:
... Beyond All Repair (An FTL Fanfic, Kinda) Warning: this story contains bondage, sexual themes, partial nudity, violence, strong language, and references to kidnapping and slavery. Everyone depicted is over the age of 18.
Slight Spoiler Warning: This story takes place in the FTL: Faster than Light Game Universe. Some of the plot and references come from it. However, since the game's story is rather loose in narrative terms, much of this is original work.
‘Captain’ Kara paced the length of the ship, passing through several of the compartments in her Kestrel-Class Cruiser. The compact ship drifted aimlessly around the FTL Beacon, unable to proceed without Nalen at the helm. Her black high-heeled boots reverberated on the titanium flooring of her ship as she stormed her way to the stern, her hair-poof bouncing at the force of each step. The Mag-Lock doors were far too slow for her tastes, despite opening immediately upon recogni