#waveshealing

[daystxlker]

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I Prefer The Land Immensely

And Black Lipstick Is Nice

[arachnidsgamer]

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I think your hair is gorgeous

[voraciousdaywalker-blog]

@waveshealing replied to your post: Kanaya learns how to swim

//i’M ON THE CASE

(( THAT'S NOT FAIR feferi is a fish that's mean

[voraciousdaywalker-blog]

Are you sick? 38(

Only A Little

[voraciousdaywalker-blog]

Throws own url at terminal velocity tbh

Reason why you follow them

well you are just really cute and nice even if we don’t talk a lot

A roleplayer you enjoy their interactions with

can’t think of any specific

A thing you like about their character

I do like her use of fish puns a lot :o among other thigns

Do you interact? Why/why not?

I should honestly interact more I’ve just been in a rut lately, your muses are pretty cute 

RATE

Writing uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE Characteruh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKETheme uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE Mun uh / okay / likable / awesome / perfect / GOD LIKE

We should… Talk OOC / Plot / Roleplay / Became bffs. Plots I’d be interested in doing: __idk man buttholes________________________

[formerlyarachnidsgirth]

)(ow does one efin go aboat eating somefin t)(at big? 38O

With my mouth,o8viously.

[voraciousdaywalker-blog]

★: Who inspires them.

Her Ancestors, of course! Though she secretly knows she’ll never get to that degree of inner strength.

[goodbyeconformity-blog]

Child’s Fantasy - waveshealing

waveshealing

Alex had been alone for a long time, traveling and being surrounded by people, but never truly being there. Never really talking. She was currently doing what she did best, traveling. This time, she traveled to the beach. Somewhere far where she didn’t know anyone. A place she had never been to before. Reaching the beach, she found a small rocky area, shallow for her to dip her feet in without changing. She sat on the rocks and looked out at the sea, she wondered what it was like out there... not somewhere where everyone lived, not somewhere that everyone judged you, but somewhere free, somewhere open, somewhere special.