#((yes!))

[spoocys-glade-of-dreams]

KISSES. TOO MANY KISSES FOR THE HUSBAND. MWAH ❤️ /Game Rayman. I HAD TO.

"HELLO MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE!"

His smile grew and grew with each kiss, and he would return every single one.

[insightful-mother]

⊂(・▽・⊂)≡≡==── ((GOTTA HUG MOM))

Send a ⊂(・▽・⊂)≡≡==── and my muse will react to your muse hugging mine.

@lostprotag

“...Neku?”

There’s a light hint of concern in her tone as he hugs her, surprise a little. He was never on to initiate hugs, not since he was a child. She was still always the one that was likely to give him a hug...

Her arms circle around him, returning the hug with a soft chuckle.

[alien-witch-fangs-rp]

Four horns. Two are twisty~

((Hell yea!

5 of 8))

[subukunojess]

Dominic didn't respond she just laid there as if nothing seemed to matter. "Treasure!" a familiar voice called out from the distance. She thought she imagined it until a familiar crab burst into view. The most obvious difference with this one was that he was smaller and decorated with much more crystal. "Treasure!" he gasped hurrying over to her and picking her up in his claw. she just hung limply. "What did you do to her?" Tamatoa glared at the plant.

… What the Hell? Another Tamatoa?! And he thought he almost got away scott-free with the bigger one!

Pouritipu pulled himself back, really shocked to say the least. The sudden appearance of another Tamatoa completely took him by surprise. He stuttered before he found his voice again.

“Nothing! She’s just tired. I was hungry so I drained her positive emotions!” He blurted out, a bit anxious. He did not want to deal with another angry Tamatoa. “You, see… it all started with this human girl who’s a writer and… oh gods, please don’t kill me!”

[askagent-kallus]

Probably at the same moment that kallus got smaller, eight hopped out of the vents. “kallus?” she asked. ~8

He looked over at the vent. “Oh no...” He said, then looked to the flowers. “OH... NO...”

[izzy-iz-gay]

((I'm getting my cast off!!!))

[the-new-parisian-rogue]

WARNING: TRONLIVES1982 HAS ENTERED THE APARTMENT

tronlives1982

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Fran immediately started running for the entity's immediate entry point, hurdling over various furnature as the apartment's intricate lit dsigns, akin to the internal coding of the ENCOM system, 1982, started flashing a bright red, reflecting off of some of the more rustic elements already built into the room. 

"Where's the breech, ARTI?"

A voice, coming from the central computer on the side of the room, spoke over a semi-intercom-ish system.

[It's from the mainframe! Something is forcing itself into our perameters, and it's going to appear in a matter of moments!]

Fran made her way to the computer, quickly trying to analize the anomaly.

"Where's it coming from?"

[The whole thing is encrypted!]

"When's it coming?"

Almost immediately, a beam of light emerges into the room and quickly dissipates, leaving but a lone figure...