Now I need to know how, after having a marriage of convenience with Dasha, strongly the Aide is gonna take the Royal, especially since they're such a jealous dog.
They;re not really a jealous dog, just a horny one
seen from Türkiye

seen from United States

seen from Germany
seen from United States

seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Japan

seen from Germany
seen from Thailand
seen from Türkiye
seen from Argentina
seen from Finland
seen from China
seen from Spain

seen from Canada

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from China

seen from Canada

seen from United States
Now I need to know how, after having a marriage of convenience with Dasha, strongly the Aide is gonna take the Royal, especially since they're such a jealous dog.
They;re not really a jealous dog, just a horny one
Tis my birthday, and today has been rough so far. So I impulse snagged a Primal boyyo off the AH (not really a birthday hatch, but hey I got him for my birthday!) Tempted to keep him Cry/Facet since Steel is drop dead gorgeous with those genes, but the Crackle, despite my adoration, will probably go.
Also all my Water Primals are named “Oracle”, which makes it funny as hell when someone compliments a dragon named “Oracle” on my profile. Like WHICH ONE? I GOT 28 OF THEM.
Currently at the Edgar Allan Poe museum and oh my god Tokoyami would freak out
It’s so amazing here holy shit
I got pictures I may post later :)) maybe
Might as well draw the rest of the gods since I have Mama Potts sketched out
@myfellowcandlesticks
Self portrait, complete with janky lighting and angles because taking pictures is hard apparently
My parents: you're not autistic! You're not hyper, loud, or get upset when schedules change, so stop acting autistic with all the little things! Me, who just wants them to make things clear:
Hope County Junior Deputy Lydia Rook
👖 Shiori at Solene’s, since she’s still presumably wearing commoner’s jeans
Silent NSFW starters [ @for-a-prxce ] Still Accepting
👖 - …unbutton my muse’s pants
Deep brown eyes stare up at Ren, clouded by the haze of her desires as those long raven locks fan out around her against the pillow. She takes a moment to enjoy the look within his golden eyes, the way his lips curled into that smirk of his that drove her crazy. Cold fingers grasp the material of his shirt, pulling him down to her and stealing his lips in a heated kiss. The warmth of his hand trailing along her frame has what little remained of her thoughts scattering, the only thing she was capable of thinking about was him. His hands, his touch, his kiss, every little connection sending sparks to each and every nerve. Her head was swimming, intoxicated by him, addicted to him and she knew she’d never truly be able to get enough.
The feeling of his hand unbuttoning her jeans had a new rush of exhilaration flowing through her, a surge of heat causing her to lose all thought completely as she began to tug the shirt from his frame. She wanted to touch him, feel him, skin against skin and to never let anything come between them again. With his shirt discarded onto the floor, hands began to roam as if they had a mind of their own. She shifted just enough to allow the jeans to be slipped from her hips, shuddering as his warm hand made contact with the newly exposed skin of her thighs.
He had barely done a thing and yet she already found herself breathless, soft pants escaping between hungry kisses. Long legs wrap around him, pulling him down against her as her hips rocked teasingly eliciting a gasp from her own lips. As her lips pressed against his neck, her hands roamed south, down over his chest before stopping just at his beltline. Teeth bit down on the skin of his neck, her tongue dancing across the flesh between them as she figured it was time to return the favor, fingers already beginning to work at the button of his jeans.