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You're not making sense, my Leprechaun.

I hope you will. I need you in the days to come.

New header with me and my Leprechaun. // You're the best @AggravatedChibi

Language, my leprechaun. *waggles a finger*

What an awful thought! Whiskey is to be worshipped. Come on my leprechaun. Let's drink and fu...duck away from real life.

Essie finds herself staring down at his buttocks that are mighty fine buttocks. And she wishes not to be disturbed for the night

He's carried me now. But sometime, in another place, in another life, I'll carry him.