Makin bets w a gambler is a risk
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Makin bets w a gambler is a risk
Lee Elliot has my heart I will never stop (~˘▾˘)~
Hiii im back (the school is driving me crazy 😭)
BTW HERE SOME DOODLES OF MY FAV GAMES HELL YEAH (and some requests cause why not)
YEAHH THATS ITT BYEEE HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS <33
My ocs tickling their partners because I can draw and draw whatever I want okay? Okay
Oh yeah actual forsaken designs too because uh. Yeah I can do that too
EUGH, I FANILLY DONE MANY REQUESTS, OH MY GOD I'M HUNRGY ASF HELP ME
EAT, MY CHILDREN!!!! ALSO THANKS FOR 50 FOLLOWERS BTW!!!! ^_^
I HATE ROBLOX!!!!no I don’t ok anyway here’s my slop
Screams and runs away
HII!! What about Lee!Elliot and Ler!chance?? It's so cute omg
FINE ill give into your sick paycheck propaganda you FREAKS
but seriously you can interpret this however u want. usually im not too keen on ships.. buuuuuut ill let it slide cause its cute
We NEED to see 007n7’s revenge on Elliot. /nf
Don’t feel pressured, I’m just enthusiastic :p
Take care of yourself ya saint, stay HYDRATED.
art + drabble thing i made as a sequel to this fic, as requested!! :) ive been lacking WAYY Too much lately. also i put kinda. extra effort into this... pls likensub scribe guyss,
(content is sfw tickling! don't like it = scroll!)
ler!007n7, lee!elliot
additional TW: (mild) restraints
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The sun’s warm colors painted Elliot’s spring toned figure an even deeper shade. He appreciated the summers, where getting out from work meant getting to see the light fall in the west and cooling mellow winds, not pitch-black drives home. The tip of the island was the best place to–
“Enjoying the sunset, pizza boy?”
Elliot slouched a bit in his uniform.
“Can’t say it isn’t pretty. Prefer my terrifying red color, though.”
A vague shooing motion. “Which you’re not allowed to make happen here anymore. Remember? Go away.”