Feb 12, 2013
psssh nu ; 3 ; gonna draw them now when i get to my next class because there’s paper there aw yis ; u ; ILL TRY
||I'm sure you're amazing bby~ <3||
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psssh nu ; 3 ; gonna draw them now when i get to my next class because there’s paper there aw yis ; u ; ILL TRY
||I'm sure you're amazing bby~ <3||
isso fabbu bb （＾ｖ＾） i wanna draw thad and pell and constance now
||Gahhhh I bet you're an amazing artist~||
er mah gerd so bootiful ; u ;
||Nerrr. Er cern't drewrrr. owo||
...Tumblr changed my language on me. I...don't know what it was...Spanish? French? Oh my gosh. I don't even know what happened.
/patpatpat/ i will go to you and make pancakes ;u;
||I seriously am so special and I just. ;w; I think I'll stick to my crayons and colouring books. //lies on floor//||
Minding her own business, Constance was merely standing along the outskirts of the woods when suddenly, she felt a sharp pain pierce her abdomen. A small gasp escaped her lips and as she fell to the ground, the sound of laughter could be heard. “Well I suppose now I’ll find out if I’m dreaming or not.” Constance mumbled, looking down at the wound and closing her eyes with a light groan.
Pellinore, after talking to Rachel about his beloved somehow being a live again, went searching for Constance in the woods. He knew it was a lot for her to take in and that she needed some time alone, but she can't just stay in the forest by herself. He knew a safe place where the three of them could stay for a while, and hoped she would come.
"Constance?" He had reached the outskirts, and his hazel eyes scanned the area, but he could not find--
He stopped. Laying on the ground was a familiar red-head that he spent the last three hundred years dreaming about. He ran to her and crouched by her side. "C-Constance?"
/pets you/ go to sleep bbkins ;u;
||I get all caught up here because of you preciouses peopleses and then I realise it's 3 in the morning. ;w; //paws at face//||
constance-elwood started following you
demonkingsatan started following you
"Good evening." The Archangel greeted softly, readjusting his waistcoat and tie before fiddling with his glasses. "And how can I help you?"