Jester

We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin

[dulxamara]

{ sticking with this theme for now because sleep} 

[dulxamara]

{I'm still looking for a theme that fits dulca and AUGGGGGGHHHH}

[brother-ristoro]

dulxamara replied to your post: “Stay away from Fiora or suffer the consequences, Ristoro.” He growled.

-watches from the sidelines-

"Does this suddenly seem entertaining to you clown?“

[dulxamara]

"Of course, why else would I spend my time on two bickering children?" 

[intimaxlacero]

❧ ❃ ❧ ❝ I shall call you your name Messere Dulcamara. Preformer as you are, I like to think if it were not for your entertainment, balls, masquerades and other festivals would be such a bore.❞

[dulxamara]

Polite and flattering, the time of combination that will get her far in life.  "Grazie, Bella." 

[dulxamara]

{ if you replied and I hadn't, msg me! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ } 

[cento0cchi]

After modifying 52415271757 times the file : The Ottoman Jester, FINALLY !

You don’t know how many hours I spent on this drawing ;w;

[dulxamara]

{ imma go crash and cry }

[dulxamara]

Behind Dulca's mask is literally another mask. 

[dulxamara]

{I realized that I never drew dulca do  TA DA}

[deadlyhellequin]

dulxamara replied to your post:HOW THE FUCK DO YOU PEOPLE DO ALL THESE FANCY…

{what codes do you want to learn?}

theofficxr replied to your post:HOW THE FUCK DO YOU PEOPLE DO ALL THESE FANCY…

»What do you want to know

hm well i can make text smaller, italicized, bolded, underlined, and this kind of formatting, i know how to do that grey box thing too. but there’s this particular way a lot of rpers align their posts to the left/center/right but i don’t know how to do that. that’s pretty much it i think. unless somehow there’s a way to do colored font or other neat stuff like fancy lettering

[dulxamara]

x is where they get text and the symbols and in posts.   is for spaces. for example, usually when you need to move something all the way to the other side but only one space shows up, use  

after clicking </html> on the upper right hand paste   where you want {any amount}

place   in the place you want it to be and put as many as you want.

colored font is will only show up on the html or coding of the theme

if you have more questions, please ask uwu

[dulxamara]

[ sits on the dulca eue ]

{ please don't sit on the Dulca, touching the animal will provoke him }{ stay 5 miles away at all times, feed him no bananas } 

[dulxamara]

{gonna go draw dulca being a jerk} 

[theincongruousprincess-arch-blo]

"That should keep you quiet." {-rolls in- hurro}

{ ♕ } —— She glared at him, the rage in her eyes was there to hide her harrowing panic and fear. She didn’t understand what was going on. Where was she? And why was this happening to her?

[dulxamara]

     He gives no response for he does not owe her any. Some nobles wanted her death and would pay a pretty penny for the dirty deed to be done. Who could resist a pretty penny even if the one offering them were a pig swathed in rich silks. Turning his gaze away from her, Dulcamara waits for the others to arrive with the materials to disguise her assassination as a accident. 

[shadowofanassassin-archive-blog]

✘

Send a “✘” for my muse’s reaction to your muse’s face mere inches from their’s.

The hooded woman stays absolutely still.

"There is thing most would call personal space.

     That of which you seem to be invading, signore.”

[shadowofanassassin-archive-blog]

"You may be able to speak but that does nothing to accentuate how intelligent you may be." Pan replies.

    “Now if you’re done fooling around I have someplace to be.”

[dulxamara]

     What a sharp tongue she possess. With a bow he moves to allow her to pass but not without a comment. "What kind of fool would be I be if I do fool with the foolish?" 

[dulxamara]

{ gonna go do my chores and find something for my tummy to devour } 

[dulxamara]

     He had seen this furry pet around the artist often but never once questioned it. Never having to deal with them until now as he perched on a chair within Leonardo's home. He was not invited nor did he care for an invite ergo him slouching on the chair. 

[degxnerate-deactivated20150128]

      ❝I don’t have real parents.             My father’s dead an’ since I hated my mom             I was thrown into foster care.❞

      ❝I ain’t fond of my new family either.❞

The girl crossed her arms with a grunt. It wasn’t like it was midnight or anything, and even if the sky was dark she wouldn’t have cared. She didn’t know why the stranger cared enough to ask about her so called ’parents.' 

❝I’m fine out here,             school just got out and I’m relaxin’             before i have to go home.❞

[dulxamara]

There is a reason why he married her.      Her expression darkened like a oncoming storm, muttering under her breath about soon to be dead foster parents. Smoothing her expression while simultaneously handing the grocery to him. Taking the paid items without a single complaint, he waits for her next action. He need not wait long. Sinking until she was eye level with the teenager, she speaks.  "Are they taking proper care of you?" "Feeding you properly?"       Brown eyes darkening with the next question, she fails to keep the anger from her tone.  "Do they hurt you?"       Ah, yes. He remembered now. Her protective streak, it puts many to shame at the intensity of it. Arma looks up to him with a questioning gaze, her mind unable to comprehend what her mother was talking about. He gives her a reassuring smile.