The Prithee Principle

Prince Bruno of Dele. Prince Fidel of Ondera. . Part of Aladonia RP

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It is with great honor that I present (BRUNO) of HOUSE (GAUTHIER), the (PRINCE) of (DELE). They are (TWENTY FIVE) and look a great deal like (TOM HOLLAND). Their people have described them as (CURIOUS & OPTIMISTIC) but be careful, for their closest friends have disclosed that they are also known to be quite (SELFISH & STUBBORN).

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It is with great honor that I present (FIDEL) of HOUSE (CANALO), the (PRINCE) of (ONDERA). They are (TWENTY FIVE) and look a great deal like (MICHAEL CIMINO). Their people have described them as (FLIRTY & CHEERFUL) but be careful, for their closest friends have disclosed that they are also known to be quite (IMPULSIVE & RECKLESS).

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Here ye, here ye, for (EROS) of HOUSE (EMBERS), the (LORD) of (NOK) has just arrived. They are (TWENTY FIVE), and look a great deal like (KIT CONNOR). Their vassals have described them as (CHARMING & SWEET) but they also claim that they can be a bit (NAIEVE & CLUELESS).

[stagsofaldonia]

Joaquin lingers perhaps a little too long, looking into his future queen's eyes. Try as he might, though, he found Bruno captivating, and those sparkling brown eyes, they always seemed to promise more. To hint at mischief. How could one man inspire him to feel dire lust and fierce protectiveness all at once?

"I think that is a wonderful idea," Joaquin manages before the other prince lays a hand on his chest. The thin silk of his tunic does nothing to shield him from the heat in that touch. From Bruno's bare finger tips, it felt almost as if a fire within him was being stoked. Gently, hardly there and yet all a fire needed was one good puff of breath to get started.

"I should think we should go and sit down now, if you please?" Jo leads the other towards a table as promptly as he can, lest the stirring in his hose become quite evident. "I sincerely hope all that they wish to talk about is pies. I'm quite sorry, Bruno. I don't usually get quite so, uh, moved, by such a simple and ordinary touch, but then, you are no ordinary man, are you?"

[thepritheeprinciple]

Bruno wished he could have held the man longer, travel his hand up against the tall man's chest. Being a prince suited Bruno. He had a penchant for taking what he wanted. Anything that looked like a good time and Joaquin looked like a good time three times over. But like a good future queen, Bruno was saving himself for marriage. Despite his activities with other lords and princes like himself, Bruno had kept his virginity. Although, it was starting to feel difficult to keep with the crown prince so nearby.

The older man seated next to him was beyond handsome, and the talk of desserts, well... It provided imagery to the young prince of other things stuffed and topped with a cream filling. Just as the pastries placed in front of them, Bruno had a need to have Joaquin inside of him as well.

Bruno couldn't help but sit himself closer to the crown prince. The mischief in his eyes seemed to grow as the crowned prince voices his appreciation of Bruno's touch. A knee brushes itself against Joaquin's as Bruno picked up a fork to take another bite of a fruit pie in front of him. He gives an appreciative hum towards the taste, lick off any spare pastry left on his face before Bruno begins to say. "Perhaps after the pie tasting..."

"We can check to see if anything else has spilled against my mouth." A knowing look joins Bruno's hushed tone as he holds a forkful of fruit pie towards his betrothed.

[xofswordandcrownsx]

@thepritheeprinciple

If the crown prince of Rhorm had to be honest with himself, he'd had to admit that he didn't really know Fidel of House Canalo that well. While he was best friends with Joaquin and betrothed to Abril, he hadn't really spent much time with the other Onderan princes and, frankly, he wanted to change that. After all, they were the family of his betrothed and in a short time, they would be his family, too. And while it had taken awhile to cement a time to spend with the young prince, especially given the political atmosphere, the two of them had finally found an opportunity to be alone.

"Thank you for humoring me in my request, Prince Fidel," Daemon stated as he walked alongside Fidel, his hands behind his back as they did, his posture open and welcoming and non-threatening - which allowed the guards that were around them to give them distance. "Seeing as we are to be family in a short while, I figured it was imperative that I get to know my future good brothers."

[thepritheeprinciple]

"Is that what you think of me?" Fidel couldn't help use his quick wit of his mouth. It curled mischievously as Fidel walked closer in proximity to Daemon, "You know, I'm not exactly a prince known for being good at anything except one thing, you know."

"Perhaps in a more private area, I can show you what a good prince I can be?" There's a challenging look in Fidel's eyes, hoping the other prince would understand the innuendo. He hadn't met prince Daemon of Rhorm before, but he did find him attractive. He wouldn't sleep with him on a whim, seeing as he was betrothed to his younger brother already. However, Fidel was as similar to an alley cat in the way he could wake up in a different person's bed each night and still find himself cared for by the realm. On occasion there would be a hand petting his hair like a cat as well.

[oflavenderanddragons-deactivate]

when the bedroom door opened in the middle of the night, Caspian didn't think much about it. closing his eyes to go back to sleep and not even looking to see who joined him in the bed, relaxing against them as they cuddled against him. it was a deep sleep that he was enjoying until he heard his name in the quiet of the room, the fire had already died down and they hadn't relit it before morning.

caspian turned over slowly to face his brother, their hard-on pressing against each other now, causing the younger prince to let out a soft mew as he looked up to meet his brother's eyes. "I'm awake, Bruno. is everything ok?" asked Caspian softly as he heard the door open, no doubt to relight the fire for the morning but Caspian didn't care, his focus was on Bruno, "I do love when you seek me out when you come home drunk."

[thepritheeprinciple]

"Didn't know I had spent the night here." Bruno begins to say. A low groan escapes his lips as he feels their two morning moods pressed together. Bruno's hands instinctively find themselves coming to hold Caspian by the hips. The older prince still in a bit of a sleepy state. But with Caspian's cock pressed against his own, Bruno's attention is greatly taken a hold of.

"But now that I have you here like this... A good fuck doesn't seem like a bad way to start our day, now does it?" Bruno smirks up at the younger prince. His hips push themselves up slightly into Caspian's. "Hopefully we can try to keep our voices lower this time. We nearly woke up the whole castle last time we were joined like this." He suggests in a mischievous tone. His hand travels in the space between their hips, holding both of their lengths and stroking them both.

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@thepritheeprinciple closed for bruno

the  throne  was...  ill-fitting.  it  felt  awkward  to  sit  on,  it  made  his  back  hurt  with  it's  hard  and  unforgiving  structure.  he  wasn't  sure  if  that  was  his  nerves  getting  the  best  of  him,  if  he  was  being  picky,  or  if  it  was  his  annoyance  with  his  advisor's  souring  his  mood--  either  way,  as  the  crown  prince  sat  in  the  throne,  chewing  on  his  necklace  while  he  listened  to  these  men  drone  on  and  on  about  what  they  thought  was  best  for  dele,  malachi  was  uncomfortable.

turning  at  the  sound  of  one  of  the  side  doors  opening,  the  heavy  wood  groaning  through  the  emptied  halls  of  the  throne  room,  his  mood  seemed  to  shift  almost  immediately  as  bruno  stepped  into  the  room.  "leave  us."  he  spoke  up,  interrupting  his  advisor's  with  a  wave  of  his  head  as  his  attention  stayed  on  bruno  for  another  minute  or  two.  "well?"  turning  back,  slowly,  to  face  his  advisor's  as  they  stared  at  him  with  confusion  he  narrowed  his  eyes  and--  though  he  didn't  like  to  do  it  often,  he  used  his  power  as  the  soon-to-be-king  to  get  what  he  wanted.  "you  heard  me.  do  not  make  me  repeat  myself.  we  will  continue  this  discussion  later."

with  that  they  finally  listened.  with  a  sigh,  malachi  reclined  back  into  the  throne  and  glanced  back  at  his  brother  as  they  scurried  out  of  the  room  to  leave  the  two  of  them  alone;  necklace  still  in  his  mouth  out  of  habit.

"i  know  i  shouldn't  be  cross  with  them,  they  are  trying  to  help  us  transition  and  plan  my  coronation,  but  they  just  won't  stop  talking--  and  this  throne  is  uncomfortable  enough  without  all  their  droning."  he  mumbled.  slowly  pushing  himself  up,  his  eyes  never  leaving  bruno,  he  moved  to  stand  beside  the  thrown  as  he  gestured  for  his  brother  to  take  the  seat  instead.  "here,"  he  offered,  a  hint  of  mischeif  in  his  eyes.  "tell  me  if  i  am  simply  being  dramatic  or  if  this  really  is  an  uncomfortable  seat..."

[thepritheeprinciple]

Bruno entered the room as he always did with a seemingly innoncent expression. Doe like eyes and a slight smile somehow always on the young prince's face. Bruno was curious if their retainer ever wondered what the exact nature it had been for Bruno's visits. What devilish scheme had been plotted by the younger brother when he'd open the throne room door. At times Bruno thinks he's quite clever. Although other times with a visible tightness in his pants, he's sure he gets found out more often than not.

Bruno's eyebrows raised in a slight surprise at his brother's suggestion. Sitting on the throne had been a thought Bruno only thought about in jest. However, there was a slight curiosity that Bruno couldn't help but admit. Bruno walks slowly towards the throne, his eyes narrowing between Malachi as he rose from it. Seeing the empty throne, Bruno couldn't help but feel an air of dread, weary of anything that might cause Malachi from staying on that throne.

"I hope you're not simply looking for a way to pass your war council duties on to me." Bruno chuckles, bringing himself to finally sit on the throne. He looks at the sight Malachi has from this position, everything felt small and yet it also felt hard to grasp, to connect. "It does feel a bit uncomfortable, but I think I know some way to fix that."

Bruno grins, bringing his hands around Malachi's hips and playfully sitting the crowned prince onto his lap. If he would sit on the throne for at least this once, Bruno would want his experience to be memorable. "Now this feels much better." He chimes, already growing hard under his big brother.

[lionheart-rpg]

tom holland (400x640) ; crédit lionheart.

[thepritheeprinciple]

basic info

full name — Eros Embers

age — twenty-five

kingdom — nok

gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns)

religion — non-religious

occupation — lord of nok

living arrangements — ???

physical info

face claim — Kit Connor

hair — black / eyes — brown

height — six feet & one inch

special characteristics —  nine inch… royal rod.

clothing style — is a terrible person to dress. His attention drawn towards three different directions to get anything done, much less dress himself properly. Usually, when he is dressed, he cleans up well. Guessing from the clothes strewn about the floors of a many friend's quarters, Eros wears nice fitting suits, multi-layered garments, giving his playmates layer after layer to unwrap before they get their gift of pleasure. 🤭

sexual preference — verse leaning top, switch - usually a service top, but definitely bottoms if it calls for it.

personality & personal life

label — highborn bedwarmer

positive traits — charming, sweet, innocent.

negative traits — naive, gullible, clueless

family & retainer (connections??)

father — TBD

mother — TBD

brothers — Twin brother.

betrothed — TBD

gentleman-in-waiting — TBD

court-gentleman — TBD

lords-companion — TDB

paramour — TDB

jester — TBD

[stagsofaldonia]

Closed Starter

Where: Dele When: Pre-Assassination, Historical Who: Bruno & Joaquin

“You’ve got a little something here on your cheek, allow me?” Joaquin smiles as he gently uses a gloved thumb to gently, yet sensually wipe away a bit of pie from his betrothed’s cheek. The crown prince heard onlookers sigh at the tender display, but ignored them as he took Bruno’s hand and pulled the younger man alongside him so they could walk arm in arm.  

“I hope you’ve got a better memory than me, Prince Bruno. Or else judging this pie competition is going to be very difficult indeed.” He teases lightly and bumps hips with him playfully. “If pressed, I’ll say I was distracted by your handsomeness. Couldn’t pay proper attention to the pies,” 

[thepritheeprinciple]

"Oh, of course." Bruno stills himself for the crowded prince, taking delight in the intimate display. His eyes meet with Joaquin's, a deep brown looking into gold. They sometimes looked like a treasure in their own right, Bruno would think to himself. Though, of course, Bruno wasn't the first person to think of gold when seeing the crowned prince of Ondera. He wondered how his own eyes looked to the other prince. Bruno had heard himself described as one with mischief in his eyes, but was that the same as the brilliance of Joaquin's?

"I wouldn't mind going back to taste them again." Bruno suggests, his hand coming to hold itself in front of Joaquin's torso. He wasn't sure himself if it had been an action based on his own physical desires or one based on the people gawking around them, but Bruno stayed his hand where he left it. "Talking to you while we eat delicious pastries, I don't see any harm in that. Though of course, we'll have to say we're deliberating our choice of winner if asked what we're talking about." Bruno chuckles.

[luceryse]

Logan moved about the castle dripping in finery. Wherever he went he set the standard for fashion, never repeating the same outfit twice. Even that morning he wore a low cut green tunic that showed off his shapely chest and the start of his abdomen. Having five sons had done his body good, making his once slender frame full with round muscles and sinful curves. Logan knew he was desirable and was no stranger to flirting with members of the court. Bruno, however, got special attention. His son reminded him of Morris when he was younger, virile and far too eager to bend Logan over whenever the urge hit him. 

"You're insatiable." He chuckles, shutting Bruno's door behind him as he moves toward the bed. His eyes remained transfixed on the large tent poking up through luxurious sheets. "You really ought to get downstairs and eat some breakfast. I won't have you malnourished." Logan eases himself onto the bed, crossing the distance until he is lounging upon his son. He slots that thick piece of royal meat between his covered ass cheeks, grinding. "What kind of mother would I be if I neglected my children?"

[thepritheeprinciple]

Words weren't able to escape him, only inarticulate noises and mewling groans made their way past the prince's lips. Heated gasps made their way across Logan's neck as the young prince paws and pulls at the dowager queen. Soft pleads making themselves heard to the queen as Bruno inches himself closer to Logan's wide and welcoming bosom, his hands reaching behind the queen to hold him better and give Logan a better perch while sitting on Bruno's lap.

Kissing a trail of kisses across Logan's neck to the center of his mother's chest, Bruno's head is brought closer to rest itself in between the queen's breasts. The young prince exhales a wanting moan as hips hips rut themselves through the lovely and velvety divot between his mother's cheeks. His arms provided even more leverage now, keeping Logan's hips in place as Bruno continued to grind his barely clothed cock against the queen's inviting rear.

[thepritheeprinciple]

starter for the flower of dele ♟ @oflavenderanddragons location: bruno's chambers? Looks different. triggers: incezt(?)

Bruno had an exhausting evening, pretty evident with how late the prince had awoken in his bed chamber. He didn't remember much of the evening either. The prince was pretty sure he had spend the latter part of the evening at the pubs and taverns. Bruno, however, had not remembered how he came to come back to his chambers. He curls himself closer to the large blankets and bedsheets, finding his back meeting with the chilly morning air of Dele. As Bruno clumsily collects the blankets while half asleep, his hands brush up against a warm and inviting torso belonging to someone he hadn't expected to share his bed the night prior. Bruno's eyes open to find not only his brother Caspian in bed with him, but his brother's furniture managed to make its way into Bruno's chambers as well. Squinting through the heavy eyelids, Bruno finally realizes he had spent the night at Caspian's bed chambers instead of his own. Feeling the pull of sleep still having a hold on him, Bruno decides to simply bring an arm across Caspian's chest and allow himself to sink back into sleep. As Bruno lays besides his brother, he could begin to feel the pull of something else keeping him from sleeping once more. Perhaps not the pull of something, but rather the throbbing of something between his own legs.

"Cas..." Bruno whispers, nudging at the younger prince. "Caspian.. wake up."

[thepritheeprinciple]

starter for the hidden prince 🐻 @xofswordandcrownsx location: fidel's quarters triggers: incezt(?)

Fidel woke up like he had almost every morning after a night sleeping in his chambers, naked. The morning sun peaked through the thin curtains of his windows, a cast of light tracing along the young prince's delectable skin as the dawn rose in the kingdom of Ondera. Bringing his arms above his head for a stretch, Fidel begins to address the man inside his quarters without the need of opening his eyes. "If you're going to sneak into my bedchambers, at least have the decency to join me in bed." He purrs, repositioning himself so the thin bedding moved dangerously above his manhood, threads of his pubic hair peaking through.

[thepritheeprinciple]

Eros Tag Dump

⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，??? | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，pinned | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，thread | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，misc | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，about | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，face | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，body | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，memes | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，asks | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，starter | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，task | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ 𝔼ℝ𝕆𝕊 ，usfw | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴋ. interaction ⸻ ⸤ ⚒ ⸣ ⸻ muse

[thepritheeprinciple]

starter for the dowager queen ♟ @widowedqueen location: the queens quarters time: pre-funeral 🤭 triggers(?): incest

Bruno had woken up with a yawn. An exciting night behind and perhaps an exciting morning yet as his princely shaft lifted his silk sheets into a tent. It twitches and places a spot of precum onto them as Bruno stretches his limber frames across his bed. As he opens his eyes, Bruno sees his mother, Logan, standing by the door of his chambers. By reaction, his cock twitches once again.

"Morning mother." He yawns, rubbing at his eyes, a bit groggy still. "Have I forgotten the date of an event again?" He asks, his sleepy tone of voice does its best to sound clear despite Bruno's sleepy demeanor. "I can use your help getting dress... Although.." The young prince lays himself against the headboard of the bed, a leg moves itself to the side, making the tent between Bruno's legs more prominent. "Today's activities don't have to require clothes, of course."

[thepritheeprinciple]

basic info

full name — Fidel Canalo

age — twenty-five

kingdom — ondera

gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns)

religion —follower of

occupation — prince of ondera

living arrangements — the royal palace of Ondera

physical info

face claim — Michael Cimino

hair — black / eyes — brown

height — five foot & nine inches

special characteristics —  nine inch… royal rod.

clothing style — hardly wears any. whenever he does, he wears loose fitting garments and silks that can be seen through.

sexual preference — verse leaning bottom, true switch - can lead or follow, it all depends on how convincing he is.

personality & personal life

label — the summer prince(?)

positive traits — flirtatious, cheerful, spunky.

negative traits — impulsive, reckless, flippant

family & retainer (connections??)

father — TBD

mother — TBD

brothers — Abril, Joaquin

betrothed — TBD

gentleman-in-waiting — TBD

court-gentleman — TBD

lords-companion — TDB

paramour — TDB

jester — TBD

[thepritheeprinciple]

basic info

full name — Bruno Gauthier

age — twenty-five

kingdom — dele

gender — cis male, (he/ him/ his pronouns)

religion —follower of ezthos the young

occupation — prince of dele

living arrangements — the royal palace of Dele

physical info

face claim — Tom Holland

hair — black / eyes — brown

height — five foot & eight inches

special characteristics —  seven inch… royal rod.

clothing style — fitting pants and loosely fastened tunics.

sexual preference — verse leaning bottom, switch - usually submissive but can dominate if the mood calls for it.

personality & personal life

label — the starry-eyed prince(?)

positive traits — curious, optimistic, spontaneous.

negative traits — sensitive, selfish, stubborn

family & retainer (connections??)

father — King Morris Gauthier

mother — TBD

brothers — Caspian, Zachary, Malachi.

betrothed — TBD

gentleman-in-waiting — TBD

court-gentleman — TBD

lords-companion — TDB

paramour — TDB

jester — TBD

[thepritheeprinciple]

Fidel Tag Dump

⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，???  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，pinned  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，thread  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，misc  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，about  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，face  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，body |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，memes  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，asks  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，starter  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，task  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  𝔽𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕃 ，usfw  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴀ. interaction ⸻ ⸤ 🐻 ⸣  ⸻  muse

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Bruno Tag Dump.

⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，???  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，pinned |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆  ，thread  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，misc  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，about  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，face  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，body  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，memes  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，asks  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，starter  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，task  |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  𝔹ℝ𝕌ℕ𝕆 ，usfw |  ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇʟᴇ. interaction ⸻ ⸤ ♟ ⸣  ⸻  muse