The Long Road Home, Chapter 6

Blackjack is silent for a time and i see his mustache, which pokes out to the side of his face just gently, twist upwards as he smiles.

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Ironheart

Their mustaches meshed, their beards rubbed and the two dwarf men made out eagerly, rubbing against one another. keef felt like for the first time in six years... he truly was home.

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Gallivant's Dad-Venture

Arthur smiled back from under his mustache, and he reached down to squeeze the boy's shoulder reassuringly. the older wolf plopped down the couch next to him and took a drink from his own glass.

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Daddy donates, too

He had grown a gray beard, one completing his mustache. his age was written on his face as he was beyond his fifties.

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Wish of the Beholder

The mustache formed and started to curve down over his upper lip, but it also dipped down the sides, framing his mouth.

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Story Time

"mustache?" scales scraped against stone somewhere deeper within the cavern. "mustache who?" a wiry smile formed, "i mustache you a question, but i'll shave it for later."

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Ridgedale Wrestlers

The rubber covered shawn's face, streaming over his mustache and goatee, coating the hairs and in some cases growing more tendrils, giving the facial hair a thready look.

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The Night I Was A Cop

He shaved my head to a more butch like cut, trimmed my beard to a firmer mustache and acquired a uniform from a colleague. it smelled different, having a certain musk on it.

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A Little Dapper

I barely recognized you by the shape of your mustache.

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Security Breach: Extended Family (Ch. 1)

Rex slapped the fake mustache back on and gave a head nod. "okay, time to rock and roll." he made his voice gravelly to say that. sighing, he went over to his shoes and put them back on.

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54 - On The Job

Renhard wiggled his moustache like a small rodent. 'i was told you had a request for the navy's help and a proposal that would benefit us. something concerning red cove.'

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Space Junk

He wrapped an arm around the young man, feeling his upper lip tingle as his mustache darkened and thickened. "i see you're quite pleased with this one..."

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