#flavou

[lordtonic]

6/15 doodles bikini lux-LUFFY BIG FLAVOU- sugarhill food fight

[lordpeepee]

🦑. or,, 🍆 ,,,

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[lordtonic]

💫💫💫Havero, Flavou, Shard

YEAAYYYY HERE I GOOO

I wanna be indulgent and take ur 3 stars as..3 FOR EACH LOL I'll give some small 1s!!

HAVERO

💫 Havero is a BY THE BOOK KINDA STRICT AND QUIET HARDASS COMPLETELY SOBER, cold as steeeeelll, he hates it BUT HES TERRIBLE AT FUN WHEN HES LIKE THIS

💫[[NSFW CANON WARNGS]] Kneeing him in the junk doesnt incapacitate him, he'll just get excited then angry that it wasnt even hard enough to finish the job :/

💫he hangs upside down alot bc he gets better angles dangling from high places when he sniper, its tolerance training!!

FLAVOU

💫LOVES THE COLD!! he waits for the winters to come man he loves snow sledding and building snow guys, its the lusii u got 2 worry about......lolll

💫flavou loves trying new food and really hasn't come across anything he hasn't liked, the dude is an endless pit, doesn't matter how FISHY HOW SALTY HOW SWEET HOW SLIMY this guy???? Insatiable hes down

💫he tends to try and fwootfwoot chchchch all lusii he comes across, like maybe its friendly [doofus]

SHARD

💫SHARD LIKE, HAS A DOG MAN HE REALLY TREATS LIKE A DOG, cage and everything eeeeee [ @batstrolls PUPPEY], loves that guy gives him table food

💫his calling card is leaving notes in glass bottles, you hate to shatter them to get it out and see

💫his steps kinda crackle on hard surface floors bc of the bits of glass and small little particles dug into his boot bottoms, he smells a bit like sharpie markers from all the cleaning things he uses [POORLY]

[lordtonic]

jammies ft flavou and havero lol

[lordtonic]

softverse

[lordtonic]

👀 what is my son flavou doing rn

>Snf, snfsnf. Ah, the smell of eye-burning cleaner still clung to the skin of his arm, even after the good 20 minutes of scrubbing with the Company provided soap. White hair clung in spirals to his forehead as it drooped down at the same level of his chest. Atleast the thick fog of the communal locker-room smelt of powdery floresence, the old, yellowed LED ceiling lights gave the mist a headache inducing light that "end-of-work" familiar feel.

>Getting up, his sit wet feet left little prints as he walked back to his own locker, a distinct buzz against metal sounding off. The mutant scratched the side of his head with the towel that was around his neck, jimmying the old lock till it opened. >He didn't even need to pick up his phone to see the message bubble of someone he was soon to see. "I am here. Same spot as usual," the text read. The formal matter of writing always got him to smile.

>Taptaptap....taptap.

"for sure handsome

ill be out in a sec"

>The fwick sound effect of a sent text was paired with a deep nose sigh of relief, days like this were his favorite. He turned a heel, an old shirt being pulled over his wet frame forcefully, he could at least smell good for the guy. He was worth the effort.

[lordtonic]

thinking about juice