Dracogriff's Portal

can’t drown my demons they have pool noodle thingies

nay bro, I care not if you do not permit me to look upon your wondrous amulet. It totally fails to enthrall me, nor do I covet it bro. Whatever.

It's not like unhappy chance alone led to such a remarkable artefact being bestowed upon thy nondescript lineage. I mean, I believe not my noble bloodline deserves such a grace more than yours or anything. It's fine.

the problem with fanfiction is that theres too many coffeeshop aus and not enough aus where the characters are trapped in an alivehouse psychological horror situation or perhaps a labyrinth of sorts

My cheese experience can't be quantified as a span of time, I have depth and nuance that can only be ascertained through deep reflection and utilization of the medium.

my wicked concubine keeps demanding i kill my best servants for her amusement

bro she is purposefully isolating you

all fake. your tables not even real. its just some wood someone assembled in the shape of a table

kind of feel like pupating :/

creature fact: you have just been bited