Crowla

When times were sweeter

uhm. hello its been a minute ive been rewatching oitnb for the trillionth time and dealing with life so i yumeship with carol denning instead so here have some. quick work

i remember being a litteral toddler watching my dad play viva pinata and allowing me to take control and play the game — i was always fascinated by all the bright colours and fun gameplay, but amongst all the joy and memories i had gained there had always been ONE thing that ruined the game

Lickatoads.

i remember the stress i developed due to their stupid behavior with setting themselves on fire as they lack basic survival instincts and its a shame natural selection hasnt smited their species yet

One day my dreams will come true — a piñata paradise without those rotund green bonfires — lackatoads have never caused me any issues, but the moment a lickatoad enters my garden its already blazed down my entire garden, destroyed any fauna AND flora in sight

nonetheless. dastardos wip bc i love him so much. stay tuned folks i MAY finish