My knee hurts. Kiss it better?
“I do not think, that a kiss will help your knee, but sure”
With a little smooch, Dazzle kissed the knee.

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@shadowpriest-dazzle
My knee hurts. Kiss it better?
“I do not think, that a kiss will help your knee, but sure”
With a little smooch, Dazzle kissed the knee.
Enjoy life. Go ask someone out on a playdate.
“And who should I askz exacrly?” He responded with a judgemental gaze.
*blinks at you*
“…” “No.”
“Why not?”
Looks around.
Picks nose.
Silently watches you pick your nose
Touches his “nose”
DAAAZZLE!
Enjoy life. Go ask someone out on a playdate.
“And who should I askz exacrly?” He responded with a judgemental gaze.
*blinks at you*
❤ - shadowpriest-dazzle
There were only so many times a man could be pestered before he buckled, caving to the incessant requests that he not hide away in solitude for once this new year’s eve.
Nortrom had found himself pulled into the midst of many, tavern walls retaining jovial sounds as echoes around him. Try as he might, the Silencer had a hard time locating a less busy section of the place to hole up. Drunken idiots, singing louts, those with to many words on their lips and no sense of personal space: he sorely regretted agreeing to this.
As the final countdown chimed as cheering numbers in unison, Nortrom preemptively cupped his hands over his ears knowing full well the explosion of sound about to occur.
Five.Four.Three.Two.One.
The roar of laughter and screams pierced the man’s makeshift shelter, causing him to wince. In this cacauphonous splendor Nortrom must have been distracted, for unnoticed went a very purple troll grabbing him by the shoulders and planting a cheerful smooch upon his lips. Nortrom nearly fell from his seat as he shoved back, a shocked horror marring already moody features.
“Wh-wh-what the hell was THAT for?!?”
“oh my, someone is not looking happy” Dazzle murmured to himself, before getting closer the Silencer. Stumbling through the room filled with people, he stopped closer to him, watching him.
“Nortrom~” Just as the Shadowpriest was calling the other man, he cupped his ears, now offended Dazzle sneaked closer, before pulling Nortrom closer. “Mh~” A ittle kiss, nothing more~
“Oh, now I get your attention! I was calling you!” Apparently not loud enough..
“Why not be happy and enjoy being here?”
He seemed drunk or high, or both.
“Did someone call… sandy claus?” Crixalis said, a shit-eating grin plastered across his face.
"Maaaaybe?"
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*stares at you* - shadowpriest-dazzle
Bloodseeker stares back at Dazzle, the shadow priest. He was confused as to why he was looking at him like that. “Ehhh. What’s up, Dazzle? Do I have something on my face?”
“Not in the part I can see, I cannot talk about the part under your mask though.” He smiled at him, before coming even closer.
“What brings you here?”Â
“Oh you know, Just farming and hunting blood. The usual routine.” Strygwyr said as he licked the blood from his lips.
It seemed shallow to the shadowpriest, but indeed some creatures were easier to please than others. An ironic thought, since most of the time Dazzle passed time with smoking plants and getting high.
“I can see that.” And clearly smell the blood from the last sacrifice
“So, I was very curious about something. What do you do on your spare time?”
“Nothing special.” Just saying the truth? No, better not.Â
“Working on my healing spells!” Yes, that sounded much better than telling him, that he was getting high..
*stares at you* - shadowpriest-dazzle
Bloodseeker stares back at Dazzle, the shadow priest. He was confused as to why he was looking at him like that. “Ehhh. What’s up, Dazzle? Do I have something on my face?”
“Not in the part I can see, I cannot talk about the part under your mask though.” He smiled at him, before coming even closer.
“What brings you here?”Â
“Oh you know, Just farming and hunting blood. The usual routine.” Strygwyr said as he licked the blood from his lips.
It seemed shallow to the shadowpriest, but indeed some creatures were easier to please than others. An ironic thought, since most of the time Dazzle passed time with smoking plants and getting high.
“I can see that.” And clearly smell the blood from the last sacrifice
*stares at you* - shadowpriest-dazzle
Bloodseeker stares back at Dazzle, the shadow priest. He was confused as to why he was looking at him like that. “Ehhh. What’s up, Dazzle? Do I have something on my face?”
"Not in the part I can see, I cannot talk about the part under your mask though.” He smiled at him, before coming even closer.
“What brings you here?”Â
Suddenly a weight could be felt. Dazzle jumped upon the back of the other one, riding him. "Go my mount!" -shadowpriest-dazzle
Could a weight be felt, though? Dazzle felt to Vrogros as a fly would feel to the back of a horse. He tapped along the backs of his upper and lower halves, but it seemed like Dazzle was back a bit too far for him to reach. He crossed his arms grumpily. “I will count to three,” he grumbled, tapping his foot as if taking to a particularly unruly child, “and if you haven’t abandoned my back by then I will teleport us both to the Underlands, where I will take a nice bath in the sulfur pools. One, two…” @shadowpriest-dazzle
“Really? You will port me there? I probably do not survive long there, and I am sure that the sulfur will burn off my delicate skin.” He ignored the countdown, hold closer to the other one. “So why not enjoy a ride together? You are my mount and I am your healer!” The shadowpriests voice was raw from all the tangoes he had smoked and he sounded a bit out of his mind. “But if you decline my offer, I guess I have to die at yours and then respawn! Just to find you again and mount you again!!” He definitely was out of his mind.
He didn’t actually feel like teleporting to the Underlands - it was a big hassle, especially if he wanted to come back here right away. “I am nobody’s mount. I carry but myself and no-one else.” said Vrogros. This priest was certainly proving to be a pest. With places to be and no real other options, Vrogros began to buck his lower half like a horse in an attempt to shake Dazzle off. How embarrassing.Â
The priest began to laugh, while trying to hold to the other one. “You are a wild one! Shh!” He tried to calm the other one down but it ended up with Dazzles face in the dirt.
“Ouch.” He held his head, while getting up, sitting on his behind with crossed legs, as he looked up to the demon. “That was not necessary!”Â
“Hey dazzle!” the troll shouted as he knocked on the entrance of Dazzle's cave, “Open up, need your help with something...”
Dazzle opened the door, looking at the other Troll. “Oh~ you are seeking my help?” He smiled, letting the other one in.“Come, come~ I just prepared some tea, are you interested?”Â
“I’m not that good when it comes to dancing, I might be agile and do front flips… but I don’t know how to keep dancing to the rhythm of the song” Jah'rakal sighed as he looked at the cheerful troll, “Your prince?” the troll said as he lifted an eyebrow, “How can I be a prince if I’m a warlord already?” he huffed. “Hm?” the lord muttered as he noticed how erratically Dazzle was acting, “Dazzle are you high?!” Jah'rakal hissed as he glanced at the bag where he had the diffual blade. “I’ll probably end up killing him if I purge all the stuff he always on…” the warlord thought to himself while rolling his eyes as he followed the other troll outside of his house.
“Prince warlord? Does that title appeal to you? I am pretty sure it does!” He smiled at him, before coming closer. “Me being high? What do you think of me? Have I ever been out of my mind?” Maybe once or twice, but that was not the usual situation! “…” It was. "And why are you so worried with dancing? I see the way you are moving your body I am sure you will be able to keep track to the rythm. And if not, just follow my lead. I will show you, how you have to dance” It was a brilliant idea, at least Dazzle thought so. While thinking about the dances they could do together, he did not notice the glance to the diffusal blade. Dazzle was sure, that nobody wanted to stop him to smoke tangoes or drink special tea, since he was reliable, when there was a need.
Suddenly a weight could be felt. Dazzle jumped upon the back of the other one, riding him. "Go my mount!" -shadowpriest-dazzle
Could a weight be felt, though? Dazzle felt to Vrogros as a fly would feel to the back of a horse. He tapped along the backs of his upper and lower halves, but it seemed like Dazzle was back a bit too far for him to reach. He crossed his arms grumpily. “I will count to three,” he grumbled, tapping his foot as if taking to a particularly unruly child, “and if you haven’t abandoned my back by then I will teleport us both to the Underlands, where I will take a nice bath in the sulfur pools. One, two…” @shadowpriest-dazzle
“Really? You will port me there? I probably do not survive long there, and I am sure that the sulfur will burn off my delicate skin.” He ignored the countdown, hold closer to the other one. “So why not enjoy a ride together? You are my mount and I am your healer!” The shadowpriests voice was raw from all the tangoes he had smoked and he sounded a bit out of his mind. “But if you decline my offer, I guess I have to die at yours and then respawn! Just to find you again and mount you again!!” He definatly was out of his mind.
“I somehow burnt a carrot. Hm. I guess I’ll continue to eat raw.”
Out of nowhere eyes were glaring at the Silencer.
“OK hear me out: I was boiling it and got distracted by my book. By the time I realized how long it has been the water had all evaporated and the carrot was charred to the bottom of the pot.” Actually, this made him sound worse now that it was articulated.
"Be happy that you did not burn your place down." The Shadowpriest was sure that sooner or later something like that would happen. "Do you need a cooking lesson again? At least it sounds like this."
“I somehow burnt a carrot. Hm. I guess I’ll continue to eat raw.”
Out of nowhere eyes were glaring at the Silencer.
“..I did not mate with pudge.”
“Why didn’t you tell me, that you were with a child? I could have helped you bear it.”