custard iii graphic drop
yeah i tried that tut by velvetjump which u can find here,,,,
f2u idc for creds js some stuff I made for my rentry lol and I'm too lazy to use my imagehoster...
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custard iii graphic drop
yeah i tried that tut by velvetjump which u can find here,,,,
f2u idc for creds js some stuff I made for my rentry lol and I'm too lazy to use my imagehoster...
Ponieważ Dina nie chciała, by jej bądź jej siostrę zaczęto podejrzewać o zniknięcie Belli, uciekła. Po Miłowie rozeszła się wieść, że wyjechała do Dziwnowa, a tak naprawdę zaszyła się w chatce, w której ścianach zmieniła całe swoje życie dla małej zielonej istotki...
Ja wiem, że wiele osób widzi Dinę jako blacharę i osobę jedynie łasą na kasę, też kiedyś ją tak postrzegałam. Teraz widzę ją jednak jako kogoś więcej. Może nie jako kogoś wiernego swoim partnerom, ale uważam, że byłaby oddaną matką.
William Shakespeare. CIII. Sonetos. [11]
A drawing I did quite a while ago, though was lazy to upload. One of my better ones. Papa III and Copia with Lilith and Mammon. Lilith is the one closer to Copia, sleeping. Mammon is obviously the whimpering one Papa is smooching. Based on roleplay as well as discussiona between me and @detectivedavidmills .
Ja nie odbieram telefonu i wychodzę stąd Kiedy próbujesz wmówić mi, że każdy pomysł to błąd
Kartky - Ciii
| 𝗦𝗬𝗟𝗩𝗔𝗡 |
“Hard to get used to?”
Sylvan looked to the other quietly, blinking a little.
“That’s an interesting statement. Do you care to elaborate as of how it is hard to get used to?”
— ☩ There was a cup of coffee laid before him, for him to drink, the other had said, despite him declining the offer. Or he so remembered; he tried to reel back the events before he sat down, but all there was were quiet and moving lips.
“Since I’ve set foot in this realm, I was free to go on my own, without any biddings or orders assigned to me.” He let his hands stay on his lap, shoulders rounding as he carried on—the coffee was cold by now. “... I apologize, I must have been thinking out loud.”
⁽ @meisterkirisaki ₎
Outis lore...
Oooh, interesting. I don't personally think so, but something to keep in the back of my head.