happy birthday to nathan @birddadâ absolute lad, love of my life, my constant, my touchstone, sun and stars moon of my life âŚ..i love u and cherish you please accept this meager klavier/apollo dumpâŚ..
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
I'd rather be in outer space đ¸
Not today Justin

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happy birthday to nathan @birddadâ absolute lad, love of my life, my constant, my touchstone, sun and stars moon of my life âŚ..i love u and cherish you please accept this meager klavier/apollo dumpâŚ..
Here you go
Now I have really nsfw blog for all the sinners like I am
Go over there for some hot stuff and subscribe if you want ; ))))Â
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dance like you mean it ;; )))
but only if youâre flexible enough
FINE!!
thatâs my boyyy
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There is the gentle noise of a door knob turning, so quiet that Apollo barely hears it over the sound Klavierâs hair makes as Apollo runs his hand along the base of the otherâs neck. The sound is so soft, in fact, that Apollo doesnât register exactly what it is until Klavier pauses, his fingers suddenly rigid against the skin of Apolloâs cheek. Apolloâs eyes snap open at the same instant that a soft âOh!â drifts from across the room and Klavier pulls slightly away. Lamiroir stands frozen in the doorway, her hand still wrapped around the handle. Her eyes widen, gaze lingering just a moment too long at their closeness, on Klavierâs hand that still rests gently against the side of Apolloâs face.
âAh, Lamiroir!â Klavier starts, one of his false, dazzling smiles already in place across his lips as he suddenly stands. Itâs too quick to be natural, the sound of his hand falling rapidly to his side too jarring to be anything but surprise, but the attempt is admirable. He takes two quick steps away from Apollo and towards the door where she stands, as though that will somehow undo the scene. Apollo only sits, his mind blank with panic. âAlthough, I think I should call you Thalassa now? Congratulations on regaining your memory!â
Thalassa simply stares, her gaze moving between Apollo and Klavier almost mechanically. Klavier glances at Apollo out of the corner of his eye when she doesnât immediately reply, his smile still firmly in place. Say something, it says. Apollo knows that he should, that gaping mutely is doing nothing but undoing Klavierâs attempt to salvage the situation. But Apollo is 25 years old and has never had the pleasure of being caught in an embarrassing situation by his mother before. Until a month ago, heâd never had a mother. The sensation of his stomach dropping rapidly to his shoes and the blood rushing to his face is one part of having a family he could do without. He says nothing, and Klavierâs eyes widen in what might be panic.
And then Lamiroir/Thalassa/his mother laughs, the sound unrestrained but delicate, almost as melodic as her singing voice. Klavierâs smile falters in its wake. Apollo watches as her eyes crinkle closed and a hand raises to cover her mouth. She looks younger, so like Trucy in that moment that Apollo is stunned they hadnât figured out their relation sooner.
âYou really are my son, arenât you?â she says finally, mirth still saturated through her tone. When she smiles at Apollo, he can almost feel warmth radiating from her gaze. âI could never resist a man with a guitar either.â
Hey my dude! Iâll be brief: your klapollo piece? Beautiful. Amazing beyond belief. Some of the best stuff Iâve ever seen. Changed my life. In a word: superb. Thank you so much!!!
Thank you a lot my dear anon!! I never imagined that I can impact someone even a little with my art (or fanart in this case) ok, so I donât even know how to reply or thank you properly
But you know what
your pattern of speech reminded me of someoneâŚâŚ.
đ¤đ¤đ¤ It was like getting a good amount of⌠art points??⌠idk, but it felt too nice
I love your Klapollo stuff so much!!! He have such a neat art style!!! Good job!!!
⌠And here I thought that my experiments with style were going nowhere :â))
thanks anon iâm trying ((while being too emotional with Polly and his interactions but thatâs good))
âNight In The Woodsâ
practicing different styles OwO
give apollo a break
Mood.
/post/170902464992 this looks so freaking goooood!!! I can't wait to see what it leads to!! :D
at first sorry for the late answer, my precious anon!if being honest Iâm freaking out myself)))) (in a good way)itâs gonna take time to complete, story is really big and I just had only general idea and twists for a plot, and of course I canât write properly, so I got a friend to help me with all of this, but I already said that, huh⌠Rn weâre trying to imitate that classic âAA styleâ for dramatic turn of events)))))I donât want to spoil fun and still not sure what format it will take, but I made another art that goes along with those two, I guess I can show it, but itâs bloody mess again(:.;ďž;W;ďž;.:);;;; /is nervous/