What if a dashing prince picked me up and held me in his arms as I waved my arm and killed our enemies... wouldn't that be romantic
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What if a dashing prince picked me up and held me in his arms as I waved my arm and killed our enemies... wouldn't that be romantic
“My new outfit is almost done!~ Hopefully it’ll be ready in time for my date. This is actually rather exciting! I kinda wanna show someone, but then that ruins the surprise, doesn’t it? Aww...”
“The lot of you give me such headaches.”
One year closer
“Yes! I am no longer the only man on this blog!”
“Who the fuck are you? But more importantly, what the fuck is that?”
“....... Excuse you...”
🌟 Is there any genres the mun doesn’t enjoy writing but you enjoy being part of?
🌟 Is there any genres the mun doesn’t enjoy writing but you enjoy being part of?
Luz was quiet for a moment. She tilted her head from side to side, as if listening to someone. Then, after a few more moments of silence...
"They don't know?" Luz shrugged. "Most of the stuff they've written here is stuff they enjoy, so I haven't encountered things that I like that they don't." Luz tapped her finger against her chin. "If I were to guess though... hmm..."
Luz blinked, then pointed a finger in the air. "Well, gore happens sometimes! It's great to see and, while not the greatest to experience, it does happen here! They avoid that! Oh, and death!" Luz nodded, as if pleased with herself. "Probably something along those lines!"
“I....think I’m gonna be late for my date. Fuck.”
“Alright, I’m all set! Time to head out to try and meet Scourge.” Amy’s finally leaving her house for that date, a large wrapped pink box in her hands.