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âOCS and AURAS
tagged by the gorgeous @perpetuagf , who also made the banner in this post and has me STILL cryin over them ð©· anyway, putting the oc(s) through this uquiz [ link ] ! i'm gonna steal the tag list from my last few posts so sorry for the spam! these are always no pressure tags, so dw if you wanna skip over any ð©· @vendettavalor (always love tagging ur rp blog for these hehe) , @ollierachnid , @alexxmason , @kourumi , @carlosoliveiraa , @scarfacemarston , @bbrocklesnar , and anybody else who wants to hop on!
AMARANTH
bundled flowers, ribbon, merlot, overcoats, gemstones, lipstick prints, red velvet. your essence is amaranth: you are engaging and passionate, but never out of place. you do what needs to be done; your confidence is unflinching, least of all when something has slipped beneath your standards. it is hard to live up to the image you imagine others have of you. you are the demonstrater. you are the debutante. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of wine, pearl, noir, and magenta, who share your inner intensity. you are also drawn to the ambitious amethyst and indigo, who will help you grow and inspire your actions. however, you may struggle to get along with the mercurial personalities of teal and bronze who wish to be free spirits.
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That ds reaction for y/n stealin their trinkets to remember em was real cuteððððºâšïžðð
Could you do opposite one? What trinkets would demon slayer characters swindle and what would their overall attitude would be to it? Love ur stuff AAA HAVE A NICE DAYYYâšïžðððððð
ð® DEMON SLAYER MEN STEALING Y/N'S TRINKETS ð®
Hey! I honestly might be too old lol cuz I don't remember making a post like that but here's what you requested <33
"Because love isnât just about wordsâitâs about shamelessly stealing your belongings and pretending it never happened. ð" - Merafan
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ð¥ Rengoku Kyojuro â Hair Accessories Enthusiast
100% steals your hair ties, ribbons, or cute hairpins. If you own it, it will mysteriously vanish. And when you ask him? Heâs all wide-eyed innocence. "A hairpin? No idea where it went!" (Itâs literally in his uniform pocket.)
ð Tomioka Giyuu â Sentimental Softie
Steals your scarf or anything soft and comforting. He doesnât even try to hide it. If you catch him, he just stares at you while gripping it like itâs his last lifeline. "It smells like you." (SIR???) Also, expect him to sew a piece of your haori into his own. ðð
ðš Shinazugawa Sanemi â Snack Bandit
Steals your food. Has zero shame about it and will gaslight you if confronted. "Well, you shouldâve eaten it faster." BRO. YOU JUST TOOK IT RIGHT OUT OF MY HAND. ð Also, he steals everything thatâs not rightly placed. Pens? Gone. Feathers? Gone. He'd probably even take chewed-up gum if he saw you spit it out. ð
âïž Tokito Muichiro â Absentminded Hoarder
Takes the most random objects. A button? A leaf you once touched? A literal rock? Itâs his now. Doesnât even realize heâs stealing. "Huh? Oh⊠cool." (Sir, thatâs my pen.)
ð Uzui Tengen â The Luxury Thief
Steals your jewelry, perfume, and makeupâAND FLAUNTS IT. "This shade looks stunning on me, donât you think?" ð
(Also, fun fact: heâs the one who bought it for you.)
ð Kanroji Mitsuri â The Matching Queen
Doesnât really stealâinstead, she asks you for stuff and then never gives it back. "Can we wear matching socks?!" or straight-up buys matching outfits just to match with you. ð
ðŠ Kocho Shinobu â Hair Clip Thief
If you have cute hair clips? Gone. You wear a new butterfly accessory? Stolen immediately. "Oh, this? I thought you left it for me!" (Maâam, I just bought that yesterday.)
ð¿ Himejima Gyomei â Sentimental Collector
If you make bracelets, necklaces, or anything handmade, he treasures them. Steals them with pure intentions, though. "You put your heart into this creation⊠It deserves to be cherished." ðð
ð Iguro Obanai â Weapon Hoarder
Steals your actual weapons. Your katana? Gone. Your knives? Gone. When confronted, he just shrugs. "I couldnât find mine." (Bro, you have five katanas.) Returns it just so you can use it before he steals it again.
ð¹ UPPER MOONS & MUZAN EDITION ð¹
ð Muzan Kibutsuji â The Scent Thief
Somehow, he steals your scent. You wear perfume? Suddenly, he smells exactly like you. "Coincidence." (ITâS NOT.)
ð Douma â The Makeup Artist
Steals your lipstick. AND USES IT. "Look! Now we match!" ðð Or worseâhe steals your entire makeup bag and straight-up cosplays you. ð
ð¥ Akaza â Protective Gremlin
Steals your hand wraps, gloves, or anything combat-related. Then acts smug about it. "You donât need these, weakling. Iâll keep them safe." (Sir, thatâs my favorite pair???) Secretly treasures them like a lovesick puppy.
ð¥ Kokushibo â Hairbrush Menace
Steals your brush. Doesnât even tell you. Just sits in his room, brushing his long ass hair with your brush. Then has the audacity to return it⊠without cleaning it. ð
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ð Tanjiro Kamado â The Charm Collector
Steals your earrings, lucky charms, or anything sentimental. "Itâs for good luck! ð" (Heâs keeping it forever.) Also, he loves when you make matching bracelets for him. Donât be surprised if he steals your bobby pins. "They help hold my hair up for training!" (No, you just like having a piece of Y/N with you, Tanjiro.)
â¡ Zenitsu Agatsuma â Pillow & Blanket Thief
Steals your pillow or blanket and refuses to sleep without it. "I CANâT SLEEP WITHOUT IT, Y/N!!!" (Baby behavior.) Pretends itâs you when youâre not around. "ITâS FOR WHEN YOUâRE GONE!" "Zen, itâs literally a tiny pillow." "ITâS YOU!!!!"
ð Inosuke Hashibira â Shoe Snatcher
Steals your shoes. No reason. No explanation. Just runs away with them. And when you take them back, he has the audacity to be offended. "EXCUSE ME? THOSE ARE MINE NOW."
ð« Genya Shinazugawa â The Awkward Thief
Steals a piece of your uniform/clothing and turns bright red if you catch him. "SHUT UP, ITâS MINE NOW." And then he locks it away like a greedy little dragon hoarding treasure.
CONCLUSION:
They donât need a reason. They donât need an excuse. If you own it, itâs theirs now. Deal with it.
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RAAAH YOUR LAST ART/COMIC ð¥ð¥â€ïžððððâšïžðâŒïžâŒïž i'm sorry but i immediately need context for it, it's too delicious and i cannot rest without knowing the full scene they were doing
So 90% of the comic panels Iâve been putting out recently have been one-offs based on a tiny idea or illustration that evolved into a scene. The last one in particular was a modern AU in which he hired someone for role play, but I donât have much more than that, sorry!
Actual lore:
Caeâs used self inflicted pain as an escape ever since the urges started manifesting more frequently/more strongly, which was around his teens. It was a decent distraction, but even early on he found the pain enjoyable. A combination of feeling like he deserves it and a comfort that it grounds him from inflicting pain on others
But eventually he couldnât push away the want to hurt other people any longer and gave in to Scelaritasâs callings
After embracing Bhaalâs inheritance he finally had an outlet. However, he had been self harming for so long and itâs not something he gave up. But Bhaalist Caeâs pride wouldnât allow him to let others know about it. He didnât want to be seen as weak and he knew he wasnât supposed to be spilling his own blood in fatherâs name, so heâd play up being confidentially dominant while holding onto this secret of his
Gortash and Orin were the only ones wise to it- Gortie dancing around giving Cae what he wanted, pretending and keeping up the ruse. Orin, thinking that her brother was indeed less suited to the title than she was, but also having pity for him
On the other side, tadpoled-resist-durge Cae was only ashamed of his tendencies in the beginning. Heâs pretty comfortable with being open about his likes/dislikes and gets a little made fun of because of them by the party (he doesnât mind, itâs all in good fun)
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I find it really cool both you and I, coincidentally, have really similar designs for Jack Howlâs family.
I JUST THOUGHT IT WAS NEAT AND WILL NOW BE FOLLOWING YOUR ART RELIGIOUSLY <33333
FIRST OF ALL, I LOVE YOUR HOWL FAMILY DESIGN????!!!!!!!
THE PARENTSâŠ. I'm looking respectfully ððð I promise
SHEPARD I WILL PROTECT YOU!!ðð𥺠AND BAILEY IS SO CUTE AND I LOVED THE BOLT REFERENCE?!? *chef's kiss* ðððð
Secondly!! I couldn't resist and I made a little doodle of them hehe (sorry if it's different or with some details wrong), it's simple but it's from the heart, I hope you like it~
And I also think it's amazing how we ended up having similar ideas, but both ideas ended up being creative and different in their own way! AND YOUR ART!!!! <3 <3 IT'S AMAZING AND WONDERFUL, I COULD JUST-
And thank you so much!! I'm very happy that you like my drawings, you are a wonderful person <3
#twst#ask#howl family#!kah sketchs#PLEASE PLEASE POST MORE ABOUT THEM#i wanna see more ;w;#but don't feel obligated#your design for the howl family is just <3 <3 <3#twst parents
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y/n: is a bee
Sun n Moon: ð³ððâšâšðððððâšðâšðð
(NO I DONT KNOW WHY I DECIDED TO MAKE AN AU WHERE Y/N IS A BEE AND SUN N MOON ARE LOVESTRUCK BUTTERFLIES OKAY IM SORRY IDK WHAT TO TELL YOU)
y/n: minding their own business, having a cry, bothering absolutely no one
Two random guys they've never met: ððð
#fnaf au#fnaf dca#fnaf sun/moon x y/n#fnaf sun x y/n#fnaf moon x y/n#bees#butterflies#bee fae#butterfly fae#bee y/n#butterfly sun#butterfly moon#silly bullshit#also the second panel where y/n is looking up all pretty and sparklefied#is like. sun n moon vision/exaggerated sjsgdjd#silly fluff#doodles#sketches#bones of a rabbit au
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also, look at this akaashi!!!
that soft look on his faceðð¥°, the gentle hand he has with the alpaca (or llama i think?)ð«¶, his kind and very pretty eyesðððð, THAT CUTE LITTLE SMILE!ððð, his necklineð¥ð³, his curved backâºïž, the dangling blue necktieð, THE PROPERLY ROLLED UP SLEEVES!!!!ððð, HIS TUCKED IN SHIRT, his cute tushieâºïž, the bent knees with one foot slightly behind the otherð
âšïž, and the hand on his right knee??!?!!!ð®âðšð®âðš
perfection.ð€ð€ just etherealðªœâšïž
#haikyuu#haikyuu official art#haikyu#haikyuu!! official art#akaashi keiji#akaashi#hq akaashi#pls pin my wrists against the sheets with that handð#and stroke my cheek every so gently with the otherâ€ïžððð
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Episode 7 ð¥ºððððð¢
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#a little something before it releases#jason todd#red hood#bruce wayne#batman#selina kyle#catwoman#nocturna#natalia knight#dc#batfam#dc comics
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HEYY! ok hear me out⊠Dazai x fem reader who just like radiates god and dom energy and heâs rlly down bad for her and the agency are just ððð from Dazaiâs total submission to her but sheâs just brushing it off as a joke and giggling with him.
I owe a huge thanks to @sariel626 for helping me with this oneshot. I hope you like it anon! ð
The image used does not belong to me. It belongs to it's original owner.
TW: Mentions of suicide and death. Dazai being Dazai. Female reader
An unexpected ploy
It was just another normal day in the Armed Detective Agency.
Currently, it's members were all busy investigating a case regarding a rather bizarre murder involving a government official.
"Now, miss, we're going to have to ask some more questions about what you have witnessed. Did you see anything else that was strange when you stumbled upon the scene of crime?"
Kunikida, notebook in hand and a pen in the other, was getting ready to write down any more observations that the witness may have remembered.
The witness, a young woman in her 20's who went by the name of Mitsuki, shakily opened her mouth to answer.
Only to be interrupted by a certain detective.
"Ah! Who is this lovely woman? No, lovely is too insulting of a word to describe your perfect beauty~"
Well, it was a normal day until the suicidal maniac just had to intrude.
An irk mark formed on Kunikida's head as he started to berate Dazai for rudely interrupting the conversation, but Dazai was Dazai, and he never listened to the man's lectures. Instead, he knelt down before the witness, his lips curling up into a handsome smile as he gently took her hand in his.
"My belladonna, despite all the stress and horror that you went through, you still manage to look radiant and ephemeral. My day has been brightened up with just your pure beauty."
"Would you perhaps join me in a lover's suicide-"
"Dazai?"
The man seemed to instantly perk up at your voice.
"Yes, my belladonna?" He focused his charming gaze upon you.
Exuding a calm and assertive aura, you smiled back at him. It was a smile that could get many people on their knees before you.
"What are you doing? You know full well that she doesn't need to be seduced. In fact, it's the last thing that she needs right now."
"..."
"..."
"... You're right! How foolishly selfish I've been! My deepest apologies, my dear; I do find you beautiful, truly I do," Dazai clasped the Mitsuki's hand to his chest, looking at her with a somewhat apologetic look in his eyes.
"But I've found someone much more charming and attractive!"
"E-eh?!"
The bandage squandering machine had instead sauntered to your side, grabbing your hand and gazing at you with such utter adoration in his eyes that it made you chuckle.
"Y/N-san, my belladonna, how about we commit a double suicide instead? Your confidence, your gorgeousness, your everything has captivated me and I fall in love with you deeper with each passing day. This really is none other than-" He was cut off with a giggle.
Dazai's eyes widened as he saw a beautiful smile form on your face, and your eyes seemed to shine as you looked back at him.
"Ah! You really are such an angel! No, a goddess! What did I ever do to deserve to be graced by your presence!" He clutched his chest dramatically, making fervent gestures with his other hand. The rest of the Armed Detective Agency members sweatdropped as they saw this scene play out.
"H-hey, is Dazai-san really alright?..." A concerned Tanizaki whispered to an equally-as-concerned Atsushi, who nervously watched the whole scene play out.
A loud thud! sounded throughout the Agency.
Dazai had been thrown across the room by a ticked off Kunikida.
"Ouch! Kunikida-kun, why did you have to interrupt-"
"Quit messing around! We must gather as much information as we can from the witness, and here you are being an immature idiot! Besides, flirting is highly inappropriate within business grounds! Especially in the middle of a rather important case!" Kunikida continued to lecture Dazai, who merely sat there and retorted with many childish statements.
"My apologies, miss, my idiotic co-worker is always like this," you said, apologising to the stunned Mitsuki, who was watching this unfold as if pigs had started to fly.
"But Y/N-san really is lovely! Ne, Y/N-san, you still haven't said whether you were going to commit double suicide with me yet!" Dazai eyed you from where he sat on the ground, and you discreetly smirked.
"I'll commit double suicide with you only if you complete your paperwork."
The silence that followed afterwards was deafening.
"... Y-you aren't serious, are you?..." Tanizaki managed to stutter out, still processing the fact that you had actually proposed that. Mitsuki made a small noise of agreement, staring at you as if you'd grown three heads.
You merely locked eyes with Dazai, neither of you saying anything for a full five seconds.
The tension that followed was thick enough to be cut with a butter knife.
A ping! sounded. You opened your phone, and nodded.
"Well, that was lovely and all. But I'm afraid that our little act ends here."
Dazai broke the silence, his eyes now dark as he turned towards Mitsuki.
"Mitsuki-san, you were almost perfect in diverting any suspicion away from you. But I'm afraid that despite how believable your story was, it wasn't enough to be fully convincible."
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Atsushi about to interrupt, but you silenced him with a glance. The rest of the Armed Detective Agency kept quiet, as they trusted that Dazai knew what he was doing.
"N-now hold on a moment! Why are you suddenly accusing me? I didn't do anything! I told you already, I had only-"
"-Stumbled upon the body of the government official as you were heading home from work," you gracefully cut in, rising from your chair as you fixed your gaze upon the witness, who was wide-eyed and trembling.
"You said that the government official was dumped in some small back-alley. But that was where you went wrong." You nodded at Dazai, who continued your explanation.
"But that was suspicious in itself already. If the victim was a government official, criminals would want to avoid the body being found in the first place. Why? Because the government would then be performing a search high and low for the murderer, using their best resources to find whoever killed one of their own. And criminals hate exposure; especially by someone as powerful and ruthless as the government. The body would normally have been disposed of completely, leaving no trace for the government to find."
"But how does this have anything to do with me? Maybe the murderer was in a rush and simply dumped the body in the alleyway. Or-"
"The body wasn't haphazardly dumped. It was placed neatly on the ground, and besides, your accomplice was always one to do things in an orderly manner. Am I right, Mitsuki-san?"
"W-what?! What is this nonsense?! I didn't even know who the government official was-"
"I thought that it was too much of a coincidence that you were the one to walk by a seemingly strange murder." You smiled at the lady, who looked at you bewilderedly.
"So I asked someone that I knew to look into any recent conversations you had which may be linked to this case. And lo and behold, my suspicions were correct. Despite your messages to your accomplice being encrypted and deleted afterwards, they were easily found by Katai-san." Taking out your phone, you showed her the evidence that Katai had sent you.
A message on the 11th of May, 7:16PM. "I'll need you to take care of a person for me. Best to make it quick and seem like the work of an underground organisation."
Another message on the 13th of May, 5:30 AM. "I've changed my mind. Dispose of the body in the alleyway near my lodging."
You put your phone back into your pocket.
"Even if you might protest and say we have no proof that you were the one who sent the messages, Katai-san had managed to track down and locate your accomplice. He's currently being interrogated by the military police, and it won't be long before he spills the beans. You can also claim that your accomplice would never rat you out, but that's alright. This case has already been solved." You smirked as you continued your deduction.
"The reason you targeted the government official was because of a scandal that he was involved in with your brother. But since it was a government official, this entire matter was swept under the rug, and your brother was framed. However, since you yourself had no power and evidence to prove that the scandal was tampered with, you opted for murder instead. Which led you to conspire with a friend of yours, and for him to do the dirty work while you played the part of an innocent, unsuspecting bystander who so-happened to pass by the scene of crime. Am I correct so far?"
Mitsuki gave a dry chuckle, her face now bearing no remains of the faux act she had put up earlier. She had given up, now that her thirst for revenge was satiated.
"But how did you manage to gather the evidence in such a short time?" You looked at Atsushi, who was still trying to figure out the entirety of this plot twist.
"Ah, that? Well, since I knew Mitsuki-san here would immediately disappear and cover up her traces after we finished questioning her, I had to find some way to stall in order to get the required proof. That was when Dazai-kun had the brilliant idea of flirting with Mitsuki and me so that the Agency would be held up in asking for the witness's account; therefore giving Katai-san adequate time to retrieve what was needed for this case." You smiled at Dazai, who in turn merely smiled back.
"You were close to escaping. But it was the Armed Detective Agency you were up against. And the Armed Detective Agency never fails to find the culprits, whether they are dancing in plain sight or are hiding behind the shadows." Your gaze pierced into the young lady as you delivered your final statement.
"It's checkmate, Mitsuki."
This was rather fun and interesting to experiment with, and I hope reader's personality was to your liking. See you next time, my dear readers! ð
@circinuus @celesttes @sariel626 @i-just-like-goats @dazaiyohane @irethepotato @xxelfmamaxx @ashthemadwriter @nekokinax
#silverbladexyz#bsd x reader#bungou stray dogs x reader#bsd x female reader#dazai x reader#dazai osamu x reader
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Fem Chion headcanons???ððð
-Tristan gives Chion a bow like the one he gave Isolde, they all decide to wear it because they are adorable hihi.
-Chion only wears it because it's a gift from Tristan, but he usually hates things that are too feminine or garish.
-Chion is just the kind of woman Donny likes, so after he sees her warming up to him and his friends, he starts shamelessly courting her!
-Chion doesn't know how she feels, she thinks Donny is making fun of her and is always complaining about how annoying he is with Jade and Isolde!
-Jade is a bit more protective of her, because Chion sometimes forgets to be nice (or doesn't care) and Jade chases away all the creeps who try to make a move on her.
(Jade my love, the best friend in the worldðð)
#Chion#Donny#donny x chion#seven deadly sins#the four knights of the apocalypse#tristan#4kota#tristanliones#nanatsu no taizai#Jade#Isolde#Isolde of 7ds#7ds#4koa fanart#fanart#Chionny#Jade and Chion#genderbender
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Cabernet pounding into reader while whining pathetically that she wants to taste reader. That her mouth and throat feels so, so empty. Reader is on third orgasm and poor Cabernet can't get off until she drowns in pussy.
1) A little icky but Cabernet eating her own cum out of reader.
2) The quickest way to make Cabernet cum is do 69 with her. Her favorite position (outside of kneeling between your thighs).
3) Cabernet kneeling on the floor, panting like a dog while reader juices are smeared on her lips, lovestruck look on her face ððððððð
Ohhhh poor Cabby 𥺠so horny and hungry that she canât cum unless she has the taste of your pussy on her tongue. Poor woman is left with the reddest erection youâve ever seen, trying desperately to satiate herself by pounding into you, yet to no availâŠ
No matter how many times you clench and cum around her, Cabernet just canât get off that way. She can in rare occasions, but sheâd much rather be 69ing with you so that she can eat you out and have her cock pleasured by your throat all at the same time ð
Sheâs in pure heaven when she eats you out. Fucking is temporary, yet cunnilingus is eternal <3
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TCE Groupchat : Da Slutz ðð (Santi's phone)
Santi ðŠðŠ created group chat Da Slutz ðð
Santi ðŠðŠ : Hiiii guys !! I created this group so it'll make easier for us to communicate, love yall heathens ð€ªð€ªð€ª
Chef ððð« : fuk is this
Grimbs â¥ïž : guys I've ordered some Japanese candy, it's not for Morrell don't put it in the kitchen pls uwu ð¥ºð¥ºð¥ºð¥º
slimyyy ððð is typing ...
Dick-E ð€ : guyZ 1 c4n s33 wh4t y411 typ1ng ððððððð€ªð€ª
Dick-E ð€ : g4110n th1nks 1s c00l ððððð¥Žð¥Ž
Fluffy baby ðŒðŒð : Hello everyone. I hope everyone has good today and work efficiently. This group is a really good and effective idea for us to communicate; we are grateful Santi.
Dick-E ð€ : yů w4nn4 fUck h1m s00 b4d lma00 ðððð€£ð€£ð€£
Fluffy baby ðŒðŒð : ????
Grimbs â¥ïž : you were supposed to fix the P.O box today FRANK ð€š
Dick-E ð€ : *shared a picture*
Grimbs â¥ïž HOW DARE YOU !
Dick-E ð€ : l0lz
notaclown ð€¡ð©ž : funny as hell, imma download it
Grimbs â¥ïž : shut up clown ~
notaclown ð€¡ð©ž : I'm in your walls.
notaclown ð€¡ ð©žÂ changed the group's name to yourmom up Grimbly ass
Dick-E ð€ : wixhei39fjxjxi ð€£ð€£ð€£ððð
Grimbs â¥ïž changed the group's name to USELESS CLOWN ð€¡
Chef ððð« : pls help me
Dick-E ð€ : Y0000
Pumpkin pie 𥧠ð : piglet ? is everything okay ? How did you get this phone ?
notaclown ð€¡ð©ž : dumb bitchÂ
Grimbs â¥ïžÂ : does Morrell know about this?~
Grimbs â¥ïž : my package arrived guys don't bother me !! Uwu ðð
notaclown ð€¡ð©ž : shut your bitch ass up
[LMAO.]
If screenshot notifications are active then rest assured Gallon took about five of them in that instance alone.
As Admin, you get administrator privileges, and you should use them to keep any of these morons in line.
I like the thought of Sybastian being there just to see shit go down. He can operate a phone and he can definitely read. But the mimic can't be fucked to type. To be fair, Nebul is not that talkative in it either.
Krulu has access to this chat group via you, but cares little since it's clearly where his workers' brains come to die.
#Morell oc#Grimbly oc#Santi oc#Gallon oc#Fank-e oc#Nebul oc#Sybastian oc#Patches oc#Krulu oc#Belo oc#Vinnel oc
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#my art#art#shadow the hedgehog#shadow#shadow sonic#sonic humanization#sonic fanart#sonic the hedgehog#sonic prime#sonic au#sonic the hedghog fanart#artwork#sonic x shadow generations#sonic x shadow#sonadow#drawing#school au#au
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