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Hello A ReGect nation ... I wanted to show my Ze design to the world ♡ I am working on Regect & Moe's design they will come.. soon...
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I WANT TO BE A KEMONOMIMI SO BAD BUT IM TO FUCKING POOR 😩😩😩
Apollo
I saw you mentioned that the Hellhound loves music, will we be able to play music together if we play a Z who does it as a job?
It can certainly try! Raccoon!Hellhound would probably have the easiest go of it, unless it's playing percussion. But it'd certainly love to try and it is always up for listening to music with Z, others, by itself, etc. It truly adores music.
Edit: and not just musician Zorlok, all Z's will probably get the chance to play music at some point.
I was in th e mood to draw wings, then I remembered my online persona has wings
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It wasn’t the first time he had this dream, it was a dream he kept hoping to have whenever he managed to fall asleep. It was a dream he would like to stay in, but of course, that never happened.
It always started the same way, he was walking alone between the shelter and his home, and then he saw him. He was never completely clear in the dream, but he was still very sure off who it was. “Rylan?” He always called out for him, the character walking in front of him turning their head, giving him a smile, or at least he thought it was a smile? He kept following him until they reached the pier, where they turned around, and before River could reach him, they were floating. Large white wings shooting from their back, and he could see the tail.
“Who are you?”
It still looked like Rylan, it somewhat felt like Rylan, but it wasn’t Rylan he knew it by instinct that it wasn’t him. He felt hands on his chest, they were so close now, but he still wasn’t clear for him to see. Just as he thought it was about to kiss him it pulled back, looking at him with what he felt was a saddened look, even without being able to see them properly.
“Wait for me.”
With that he woke up, shaking his head, but the voice still lingered in his head. He would wait, he had promised to wait. The question was, what was he waiting for? A dream, nothing or someone?
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