Hi FTC! This is Chibi Trajes :)
He gives you a thumbs up because he's glad to see you!
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Hi FTC! This is Chibi Trajes :)
He gives you a thumbs up because he's glad to see you!
trajes gets a text from ashter:
hey i know this is out of the blue but would you mind if i stayed a couple nights at your place?
Staying? A couple of nights? At his place? Trajes had to read the text out loud word-by-word to make sure his think-pan soaked it up like a sponge.
Heyaaa, Ash--! It's not so much out of the blue as it is out of the pyrite, huh, huh--? Haha, just messing around--! I don't mind, if you were really wanting to--! Were you, umm--... thinking today--?
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ my dude Prokyn for whoever
Egads! The trash-venturer's committing a heinous act of invasion into Trajes' apartment, how terrible! The Pyrite has four boxes of Life which seems...excessive, and a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch with...strawberry milk? EUGH! ...Oh well, it's cereal, right?
The comedian rounds the corner of his room, rubbing the recuperacoon slime from his maskless eyes when he spots the intruder. He stops, freezing for a moment in his gold PJs while sizing Prokyn up...but it isn't before long, as Prokyn tilts the cereal and a dozen lemons fall from the case that his face splits into a barely-contained glee.
"Well, when life gives you lemons--!"
Tireless Eyes
Take your time. Patience is a virtue. He'll listen to what you have to say, and then continue on his very way.
Art of Trajes by me!
Anyone Wants to Get Roasted--? (Trajes' Judgment)
Reblog with a troll of your choosing to have Trajes judge them on a scale of 1-10! SFW asks only, and only 1 troll per reblog ^^
Trajes gets a text: Hey it's ash im cleaning out my phone and i dont remember who the fuck this is
Golden beet kombucha is set back down on the table as the other Faurux looks to his tablet. A smile sprouts to the edges of his eyemask, and he types back with the nub of his tablet pen.
What're you cleaning your phone out with, a mop--? Careful that'cha don't get water on your circuits--! It's just me, your brother from another mother...whatever the paradox that means--! What's been going on, Ash-b'gash--?
Big doodle hours! Experimented with a palette called 'Walking Disasters' which I thought was apt, and it looks kinda cool!
Enjoy :)))
*Trajes has been spotted. Bongo Steve goes in for the smack.*
You certainly did your damage. It seems he does not like unsolicited physical contact, including a wicked attack on his posterior shortcakes.
I hope you're proud of yourself, you menace. >:(