Artsy Dragon

@godlyfantasy12 This sounds amazing, can’t wait to see more!

@koshka I have literally TONS of incorrect quotes for my fanfic’s 10 major characters (well, technically only 9 show up in the quotes cause one can’t talk) lolllll

Glad to see someone else likes making them!

@whalekeeper the floor is my friend… and I don’t have strength, i have noodle arms

@hybridlore It appears twice, once in one of the Samuels or Kings as the name of a city, and once as a guy’s name in a random genealogy.

@theducktator

I wanted to say “the cake is a lie” but no one else will get that reference so…….

well ok Linus might get it cause he mentioned the same phrase once but other than that.

@loopylin haha!

I wish I could say the same but I don’t have many characters who are genuinely “mine.”

@whalekeeper

As did I :]

I feel like im in the midnight episode of doctor who

(nerd alert)

Idk what’s happening either but the blank pfp is much freakier than the lil flower guy Kefa had earlier

@the_lost-journal 

??????

@the_lost-journal uhhhhhhhhhhhhh

@whalekeeper hey buddy you can have your name back I don’t think I want it anymore

@whalekeeper *lays on the ground and accepts my fate*

@the_lost-journal

*digs around in my purse*

*pulls out a pokeball and throws it at your forehead*

@the_lost-journal What are you, a pokémon? XD

The number of times I’ve had to clarify this…

@theducktator

It’s a different Moscow in the US. And it’s pronounced without the w. Like “Mosco”

I live a couple hours away from there

@whalekeeper

*Trips and falls*

don’t die

@ellette-giselle it’s Lindy :]

@ellette-giselle Sure! I think you have my email from my attempt to join the google meet

@the_lost-journal

Hello, Hello

@elishavet-pidyon

By the way, what does Brea look like again? She’s sounding a lot like Nadian, who has black curls, a dusky rose-olive complexion, and dark brown eyes.

yes that’s pretty much what she looks like though I don’t know what her skin tone is

@jonas @raxforge @rae

Brea—with the rescue group headed to the river 

Brea stopped running as she heard a horrible sound coming from the center of the city. Felicity stopped as well, right behind her, resting her hands on her knees and catching her breath. Brea turned to her with wide eyes.

“What was that?”

“I don’t know,” Felicity sai…[Read more]