*Actually, this might not be a good thread for him. I'll try the Dome.*
*this thread is full of all kinds of random nonsense but ok*
*Well, this is a half-dragon smuggler with a passion for cigars and fine wine. I don't think he'd last long in a school.*
*yeah that’s fair.*
*Well I have two characters that are criminals. Well Raigan is no longer a criminal.*
*if himy asks, James is gone*
*just saying*
*you went more than a little overboard with the Damian thing*
*Yeah totally I understand, sometimes I don’t know when to stop, and for that I’m sorry.*
*it’s himy you should be apologizing too, not me.*
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
*Actually, this might not be a good thread for him. I'll try the Dome.*
*this thread is full of all kinds of random nonsense but ok*
*Well, this is a half-dragon smuggler with a passion for cigars and fine wine. I don't think he'd last long in a school.*
*yeah that’s fair.*
*Well I have two characters that are criminals. Well Raigan is no longer a criminal.*
*Yeah, but aren't these characters like, kids or something?*
*You could just say it’s that guy in his childhood years?*
*That's somehow more horrifying. The idea that before the cigars and booze, he was still the guy he is today. Sippin' on a juice box and smuggling candy and banned toys into school.*
Slick is looking for Fyra, his snakes all coiled around his body. He munching on his brownie, taking small bites and holding his box of chocolates.
Fyra is braiding her hair into many tiny braids.
He walks over, "Hey Fyra, I got you these chocolates." He places the box next to her.
She looks up. “Hey Slick!” She pauses a braid halfway through and picks up the box so he can sit next to her. “Thanks!” She hasn’t noticed the snakes yet.
He takes a seat next to her, his hair messy and he has a bit of a beard. The snakes come out and begin to coil around Fyra "It's been a bit, my father helped with my smithing over the break."
Her eyes widen as the snakes coil around her. “N-nice.”
"Don't worry, they're just getting used to you." He clasps her hands to calm her.
“I thought Juliette was your only snake…”
“Juliette was my only snake.” He smiles “Until she decided she wanted kids.”
“Ah.”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Slick is looking for Fyra, his snakes all coiled around his body. He munching on his brownie, taking small bites and holding his box of chocolates.
Fyra is braiding her hair into many tiny braids.
He walks over, "Hey Fyra, I got you these chocolates." He places the box next to her.
She looks up. “Hey Slick!” She pauses a braid halfway through and picks up the box so he can sit next to her. “Thanks!” She hasn’t noticed the snakes yet.
He takes a seat next to her, his hair messy and he has a bit of a beard. The snakes come out and begin to coil around Fyra "It's been a bit, my father helped with my smithing over the break."
Her eyes widen as the snakes coil around her. “N-nice.”
"Don't worry, they're just getting used to you." He clasps her hands to calm her.
“I thought Juliette was your only snake…”
“Juliette was my only snake.” He smiles “Until she decided she wanted kids.”
*If Fyra or Slick reads the descriptions of the colorful chocolates, they read as such.*
Underneath the red and gold chocolate, it is titled Amarula Anger Chocolate, and says “This fantastical sweet was made with the unique ability to effect one’s mood drastically using pure gel of anger. This sweet specifically will make the consumer feel unyielding rage for a maximum of three hours. A fun party trick!”
Underneath the sky blue chocolate, it is titled Sadness Snicker, and says “This wondrous little treat was made with powdered sadness. Similar to the red one, consuming this chocolate will magically provide with a desperate feeling of sadness for a maximum of three hours. Great for funerals.”
Finally, underneath the white glowing chocolate is a label that says Joy-Jelly Filled Nougat, and says “Finally, the cream of the crop! My famous joy-jelly can be used in many different treats to provide many different effects. When used in its purest form like this, it provides the consumer with the purest and greatest feeling of happiness they have ever felt. Non-addictive!!”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Slick is looking for Fyra, his snakes all coiled around his body. He munching on his brownie, taking small bites and holding his box of chocolates.
Fyra is braiding her hair into many tiny braids.
He walks over, "Hey Fyra, I got you these chocolates." He places the box next to her.
She looks up. “Hey Slick!” She pauses a braid halfway through and picks up the box so he can sit next to her. “Thanks!” She hasn’t noticed the snakes yet.
He takes a seat next to her, his hair messy and he has a bit of a beard. The snakes come out and begin to coil around Fyra "It's been a bit, my father helped with my smithing over the break."
Her eyes widen as the snakes coil around her. “N-nice.”
"Don't worry, they're just getting used to you." He clasps her hands to calm her.
“I thought Juliette was your only snake…”
“Juliette was my only snake.” He smiles “Until she decided she wanted kids.”
“Ah.”
“Exactly. How have you been?”
“Pretty good. You?”
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Cookie is still in the great hall and has now produced three long strings of a white, fluffy, cloud looking gummy that he claims to be a Levitating Licorice and is selling for 1 copper piece per string. Once finished producing these, he packs up for the day and starts eating dinner.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
An obese gold half-dragon sits in the cafeteria, the marks carved into his scales revealing him to be in the very unpopular Denarius family. (A denarius is a Roman coin, and is also Latin for money.) Other than their "robin hood" styled piracy schemes, the family is known for a very, very dark magical skill: Lipidation. It is a magic fueled by fat cells that warps reality, opening portals, summoning aberrations, teleporting armies, whatever. Conjuration taken to the extreme at the cost of being unpredictable, sacrificial, and often downright dangerous.
He is eating expensive-looking sweetmeats (think like candied fruit peels) from a little bag in his hand, looking like he's struggling not to cry. He seems to be having a bad first day.
Slick is looking for Fyra, his snakes all coiled around his body. He munching on his brownie, taking small bites and holding his box of chocolates.
Fyra is braiding her hair into many tiny braids.
He walks over, "Hey Fyra, I got you these chocolates." He places the box next to her.
She looks up. “Hey Slick!” She pauses a braid halfway through and picks up the box so he can sit next to her. “Thanks!” She hasn’t noticed the snakes yet.
He takes a seat next to her, his hair messy and he has a bit of a beard. The snakes come out and begin to coil around Fyra "It's been a bit, my father helped with my smithing over the break."
Her eyes widen as the snakes coil around her. “N-nice.”
"Don't worry, they're just getting used to you." He clasps her hands to calm her.
“I thought Juliette was your only snake…”
“Juliette was my only snake.” He smiles “Until she decided she wanted kids.”
“Ah.”
“Exactly. How have you been?”
“Pretty good. You?”
“I haven’t been terrible.” He kisses her “Better now.”
An obese gold half-dragon sits in the cafeteria, the marks carved into his scales revealing him to be in the very unpopular Denarius family. (A denarius is a Roman coin, and is also Latin for money.) Other than their "robin hood" styled piracy schemes, the family is known for a very, very dark magical skill: Lipidation. It is a magic fueled by fat cells that warps reality, opening portals, summoning aberrations, teleporting armies, whatever. Conjuration taken to the extreme at the cost of being unpredictable, sacrificial, and often downright dangerous.
He is eating expensive-looking sweetmeats (think like candied fruit peels) from a little bag in his hand, looking like he's struggling not to cry. He seems to be having a bad first day.
Cookie strolls past him, carrying his massive suitcase and falling his cane against the ground. When he spots the half-dragon, he stops in his tracks, his eccentric coat fluttering around him. “Hello there, friend! Feeling down?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
An obese gold half-dragon sits in the cafeteria, the marks carved into his scales revealing him to be in the very unpopular Denarius family. (A denarius is a Roman coin, and is also Latin for money.) Other than their "robin hood" styled piracy schemes, the family is known for a very, very dark magical skill: Lipidation. It is a magic fueled by fat cells that warps reality, opening portals, summoning aberrations, teleporting armies, whatever. Conjuration taken to the extreme at the cost of being unpredictable, sacrificial, and often downright dangerous.
He is eating expensive-looking sweetmeats (think like candied fruit peels) from a little bag in his hand, looking like he's struggling not to cry. He seems to be having a bad first day.
Cookie strolls past him, carrying his massive suitcase and falling his cane against the ground. When he spots the half-dragon, he stops in his tracks, his eccentric coat fluttering around him. “Hello there, friend! Feeling down?”
The big kid looks up, seemingly bewildered that someone has come to talk to him. "Um..." he finishes chewing and swallows. "Y-yeah."
Slick is looking for Fyra, his snakes all coiled around his body. He munching on his brownie, taking small bites and holding his box of chocolates.
Fyra is braiding her hair into many tiny braids.
He walks over, "Hey Fyra, I got you these chocolates." He places the box next to her.
She looks up. “Hey Slick!” She pauses a braid halfway through and picks up the box so he can sit next to her. “Thanks!” She hasn’t noticed the snakes yet.
He takes a seat next to her, his hair messy and he has a bit of a beard. The snakes come out and begin to coil around Fyra "It's been a bit, my father helped with my smithing over the break."
Her eyes widen as the snakes coil around her. “N-nice.”
"Don't worry, they're just getting used to you." He clasps her hands to calm her.
“I thought Juliette was your only snake…”
“Juliette was my only snake.” He smiles “Until she decided she wanted kids.”
“Ah.”
“Exactly. How have you been?”
“Pretty good. You?”
“I haven’t been terrible.” He kisses her “Better now.”
She smiles and leans against him. “You’re very cringey sometimes. Don’t change.”
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She smiles and leans against him. “You’re very cringey sometimes. Don’t change.”
He chuckles "Whatever you say, as long as you stay the same for me." He hugs her,
She hugs him back.
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
An obese gold half-dragon sits in the cafeteria, the marks carved into his scales revealing him to be in the very unpopular Denarius family. (A denarius is a Roman coin, and is also Latin for money.) Other than their "robin hood" styled piracy schemes, the family is known for a very, very dark magical skill: Lipidation. It is a magic fueled by fat cells that warps reality, opening portals, summoning aberrations, teleporting armies, whatever. Conjuration taken to the extreme at the cost of being unpredictable, sacrificial, and often downright dangerous.
He is eating expensive-looking sweetmeats (think like candied fruit peels) from a little bag in his hand, looking like he's struggling not to cry. He seems to be having a bad first day.
Cookie strolls past him, carrying his massive suitcase and falling his cane against the ground. When he spots the half-dragon, he stops in his tracks, his eccentric coat fluttering around him. “Hello there, friend! Feeling down?”
The big kid looks up, seemingly bewildered that someone has come to talk to him. "Um..." he finishes chewing and swallows. "Y-yeah."
He beams at the guy and taps his cane twice on the ground. The head of it opens to reveal a small compartment, from which he pulls out two pieces of glowing white chocolate. “Luckily for you, I have just produced a batch of my amazing, wondrous, magical, fantastical Joy-Jelly Filled Nougat!” He then leans in and whispers. “That may have come off as creepy, but I’m a chocolatier! A Patissier Mage, if you will. This chocolate will provide with the most euphoric and joyous feeling you’ve ever experienced! Lasts about three hours. And it’s non-addictive!”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
She smiles and leans against him. “You’re very cringey sometimes. Don’t change.”
He chuckles "Whatever you say, as long as you stay the same for me." He hugs her,
She hugs him back.
All the snakes slithers back to Slick, except for one "Looks like this one wants to stay with you."
She looks at it. *what does it look like*
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
An obese gold half-dragon sits in the cafeteria, the marks carved into his scales revealing him to be in the very unpopular Denarius family. (A denarius is a Roman coin, and is also Latin for money.) Other than their "robin hood" styled piracy schemes, the family is known for a very, very dark magical skill: Lipidation. It is a magic fueled by fat cells that warps reality, opening portals, summoning aberrations, teleporting armies, whatever. Conjuration taken to the extreme at the cost of being unpredictable, sacrificial, and often downright dangerous.
He is eating expensive-looking sweetmeats (think like candied fruit peels) from a little bag in his hand, looking like he's struggling not to cry. He seems to be having a bad first day.
Cookie strolls past him, carrying his massive suitcase and falling his cane against the ground. When he spots the half-dragon, he stops in his tracks, his eccentric coat fluttering around him. “Hello there, friend! Feeling down?”
The big kid looks up, seemingly bewildered that someone has come to talk to him. "Um..." he finishes chewing and swallows. "Y-yeah."
He beams at the guy and taps his cane twice on the ground. The head of it opens to reveal a small compartment, from which he pulls out two pieces of glowing white chocolate. “Luckily for you, I have just produced a batch of my amazing, wondrous, magical, fantastical Joy-Jelly Filled Nougat!” He then leans in and whispers. “That may have come off as creepy, but I’m a chocolatier! A Patissier Mage, if you will. This chocolate will provide with the most euphoric and joyous feeling you’ve ever experienced! Lasts about three hours. And it’s non-addictive!”
"Anything that brings joy is addictive." He huffs quietly. "My father won't leave me alone about it." He looks at the chocolates. "I don't think... wait. Wait a second." He slowly moves out of his despair, the gears turning in his head. "I don't think I'm the one who deserves these. I don't need them." He's thinking hard behind those chubby cheeks. "But... my skills lie in moving things around. Apportation, smuggling, stealing, whatever you want to call it. What if I could... you know... spread the joy around?" He pulls a book out of the little bag, a book that should not have been able to fit at all. He takes the pencil out of the binding. "Name your price."
She smiles and leans against him. “You’re very cringey sometimes. Don’t change.”
He chuckles "Whatever you say, as long as you stay the same for me." He hugs her,
She hugs him back.
All the snakes slithers back to Slick, except for one "Looks like this one wants to stay with you."
She looks at it. *what does it look like*
She sees a rattlesnake, which is strange because Juliette is a sea snake.
Fyra blinks. “Hello little one”
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*it’s himy you should be apologizing too, not me.*
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
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*That's somehow more horrifying. The idea that before the cigars and booze, he was still the guy he is today. Sippin' on a juice box and smuggling candy and banned toys into school.*
*Awesome.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Ah.”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
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“Exactly. How have you been?”
*If Fyra or Slick reads the descriptions of the colorful chocolates, they read as such.*
Underneath the red and gold chocolate, it is titled Amarula Anger Chocolate, and says “This fantastical sweet was made with the unique ability to effect one’s mood drastically using pure gel of anger. This sweet specifically will make the consumer feel unyielding rage for a maximum of three hours. A fun party trick!”
Underneath the sky blue chocolate, it is titled Sadness Snicker, and says “This wondrous little treat was made with powdered sadness. Similar to the red one, consuming this chocolate will magically provide with a desperate feeling of sadness for a maximum of three hours. Great for funerals.”
Finally, underneath the white glowing chocolate is a label that says Joy-Jelly Filled Nougat, and says “Finally, the cream of the crop! My famous joy-jelly can be used in many different treats to provide many different effects. When used in its purest form like this, it provides the consumer with the purest and greatest feeling of happiness they have ever felt. Non-addictive!!”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Pretty good. You?”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
Cookie is still in the great hall and has now produced three long strings of a white, fluffy, cloud looking gummy that he claims to be a Levitating Licorice and is selling for 1 copper piece per string. Once finished producing these, he packs up for the day and starts eating dinner.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
An obese gold half-dragon sits in the cafeteria, the marks carved into his scales revealing him to be in the very unpopular Denarius family. (A denarius is a Roman coin, and is also Latin for money.) Other than their "robin hood" styled piracy schemes, the family is known for a very, very dark magical skill: Lipidation. It is a magic fueled by fat cells that warps reality, opening portals, summoning aberrations, teleporting armies, whatever. Conjuration taken to the extreme at the cost of being unpredictable, sacrificial, and often downright dangerous.
He is eating expensive-looking sweetmeats (think like candied fruit peels) from a little bag in his hand, looking like he's struggling not to cry. He seems to be having a bad first day.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“I haven’t been terrible.” He kisses her “Better now.”
Cookie strolls past him, carrying his massive suitcase and falling his cane against the ground. When he spots the half-dragon, he stops in his tracks, his eccentric coat fluttering around him. “Hello there, friend! Feeling down?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
The big kid looks up, seemingly bewildered that someone has come to talk to him. "Um..." he finishes chewing and swallows. "Y-yeah."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She smiles and leans against him. “You’re very cringey sometimes. Don’t change.”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
He chuckles "Whatever you say, as long as you stay the same for me." He hugs her,
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
She hugs him back.
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
He beams at the guy and taps his cane twice on the ground. The head of it opens to reveal a small compartment, from which he pulls out two pieces of glowing white chocolate. “Luckily for you, I have just produced a batch of my amazing, wondrous, magical, fantastical Joy-Jelly Filled Nougat!” He then leans in and whispers. “That may have come off as creepy, but I’m a chocolatier! A Patissier Mage, if you will. This chocolate will provide with the most euphoric and joyous feeling you’ve ever experienced! Lasts about three hours. And it’s non-addictive!”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
All the snakes slithers back to Slick, except for one "Looks like this one wants to stay with you."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
She looks at it. *what does it look like*
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
She sees a rattlesnake, which is strange because Juliette is a sea snake.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"Anything that brings joy is addictive." He huffs quietly. "My father won't leave me alone about it." He looks at the chocolates. "I don't think... wait. Wait a second." He slowly moves out of his despair, the gears turning in his head. "I don't think I'm the one who deserves these. I don't need them." He's thinking hard behind those chubby cheeks. "But... my skills lie in moving things around. Apportation, smuggling, stealing, whatever you want to call it. What if I could... you know... spread the joy around?" He pulls a book out of the little bag, a book that should not have been able to fit at all. He takes the pencil out of the binding. "Name your price."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Fyra blinks. “Hello little one”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel, pronouns they/he. Some things about me, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors