Says YOU, Mr FAG Fike

Can we make this a thing guys.

START SENDING!!!! DMING!!! SUBMITTING!!!

I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WHADDID I DO.... WHADDID I DOOO??

I am ending my friendship with @friedbrainzz </3

Mutuals go attack him right now /j

NAURRRR U BUM AUGHH

I'm not letting you barrow Escaping Peril now </3

"This is a story about two children. One who hid to be heard, another ran to be remembered." - kid & leveret

Hi so um like...

Oc pronouns

Pollie : she / her

Willow : they/she/fae

Aymie : They/them

Tatsu : He/it/she

@ilikemicrowaves HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHILD

This is a token of my appreciation, thank you for being the best little brother ever!!! X3

love ya dawg

IT'S MY BABY GIRL RAGAGAGAGAVA EATS

Group therapy doodle of peri

You poor poor idiotic soul..

I don't think I can do it for the bit anymore

Sprite art chat!! And a tidbit of lore under the cut :3

Sprite, living and growing up in the slums on the very outskirts of cities, had to naturally fight for meals and shelter. He was violent, it was necessary to survive. So when he and a few other hybrids started to fight over old dishware some circus organisms had thrown out. One of the dishes being an old mug. It had cracks and chips but Sprite saw it as treasure and protected it with his life. (Like a cat would with prey, pretty much. Growling and hissing whenever someone came near him)

When he ransacked the ship that took him to earth, he had it stashed away safely in a place he *knew* it would be safe even if it crashed.

And... To his relief later on, it was.

Sprite, coming too, immediately scrambled to find the mug. It was his only *important* belonging. It couldn't have broken. He would be heartbroken if it was. It was his *treasure* Sprite, upon finding it, was very quickly delighted. And when Klutzy took him in, he decided he'd use it *every* a single time the older circus organism made tea. Even if it leaked a tiny bit.

THAT IS NOT SOLLUX

THIS IS SOLLUX

#momgoals

Me n Aspen need to be put down