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That was a really cute response though
"The key word is that we tried to go on a date. He's a nice man, really. And I still have the letter. But despite it all, a man who makes lewd puns one after another isn't what I'm looking for. If I wanted to talk about dicks in asses all day, I'd just listen to Ivlis bitch about the stick up his ass."
Please reblog this if you are a roleplayer from the Mogeko game The Gray Garden!
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Obsolete Dream
Poison Bugs
Ice Scream
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I LEFT AND HAD 6 FOLLOWERS AND NOW I HAVE 29
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". . .You know I don't like guests. Elux, I swear please take your friends away or I'm tossing them into the sun."
☺ ! (●´□`) ♥
"D.I.L.F."
Send me ☺ and my muse will give yours a nickname.
Disgruntled huffing. They appear to be trying to rant and drown their sorrows in ice-cream at the same time, and failing, if the melted remains soaking into their gloves are anything to go by.
❝ ... Are you telling me that Satanick is willing to go to the hot springs with Ivlis but not me ? Man, talk about unfair ! Unless he’s using him as a heater— but what kinda heater does trash make ?! ❞
Blam. Little brother is just going to drop down from over head to sit down on a rock adjacent from the other god. He snorts, arms crossing his arms, making note of the sticky mess coating Elux's hands. "Tell me about it. Lux. He could have brought me to heat the water too, but no. He had to bring ole what's his face instead. At least I'm pleasant company. I'm just as capable of heating water. And it's a cozy heat when I warm water up. Ugh, let's you and me get our own hot spring. No devils invited."
"That feel when people think you're a flame demon. Last I checked, I didn't have horns or a tail. Ah, but why should I care. I could cause hell and those little dweebs from the fire realm'll get blamed. I should've started making a mess of things years ago." Casually knocks over a vase. Pushes over a chair. Lights a cat on fire. Good times in the life of Siralos.
”I found a small patch of flowers scorched! I’m gonna beat up one of those flame jerks!”
". . .Ah, sorry."
"It was a figure of speech." She proceeds to bury her face in a pillow so she won’t have to keep looking at this loud, brightly-colored individual.
"Ugh, I know. But you're a demon. I don't know if demons heads actually explode from headaches or not. Seems like something your type can do." Hang on. . .This world is entirely dark. He might want to. . .turn the light down. He sighs, and the brightness that usually radiates from him gradually vanishes to a light no brighter than a firefly. "Keep forgettin' Nicky's world is all black."
"My head feels like it’s going to explode."
"Eugch, don't get any on me if it does explode. Please and thanks."
All of these gods lingering around is making her highly uncomfortable.
"I didn't know devils came in funsize."
. . .Picks up a pumpkin, sticks his hand in the seeds and proceeds to roast them and eats them as he watches the chaos. The fuck is going on. He knows he asked for fun and excitement earlier, but this is a bit much. At least he has a snack now.
With the pain soon leaving, the demon returned to his laid back demeanor as he put his hands in the pockets of his jacket.
"Heh. I dunno ‘bout’cha, but I’m diggin’ this chaotic shizz. Gettin’ a whole load’a peeps in th’prison, waitin’ fer me in chains. But when it comes t’outsiders, ye bet’cher ass we all work as an effin’ unit.”
"A unit, you say? More like a dysfunctional, disorganized one easily torn asunder by a group of little girls, I believe." Oh, Siralos knew. He was a gossip after all. Every juicy little bit of information he could obtain was quickly consumed and digested into his blood stream. Emalf was fooling no one. He knew all about the Flame World's invasion of the Gray World, and more than anything, he ate it all up like a televised sitcom. What. A. Laugh.
He’s not going to argue about that. Many had doubts about this before after all. He seems pretty serious and menacing from the distance, but… That image changes drastically once you see him on a daily basis.
"Well, uh… Who would’ja consider yer devil?"
Another tap to his chin, although this time he's smiling, hardly seeming as bored as he had been before. Maybe it has something to do with the amusing dark brown dot to appear on Emalf's nose. "I just assumed I never had one. It's too chaotic in the flame world for me to even assume there's a devil in charge. Not even a devil allows this sort of mess."