Greetings friend!

That…. that’s a terrible idea. People could be hurt and Maris doesn’t like endangering the public.

But I’m gay and full of choas

Please only commit crimes against those putting the people down in ways that don’t hurt the oppressed, because Maris is alright with dismantling power structures but burning things that could lead to people being hurt is bad.

Do crime thoughtfully

Oh I must’ve missed something. Am I supposed to do crimes if I am gay?

At least 5 methinks

That…. that’s a terrible idea. People could be hurt and Maris doesn’t like endangering the public.

But I’m gay and full of choas

Please only commit crimes against those putting the people down in ways that don’t hurt the oppressed, because Maris is alright with dismantling power structures but burning things that could lead to people being hurt is bad.

Do crime thoughtfully

I want a whole comic series of this

*Always she even deserves it (ง •̀_•́)ง

If you don’t love her while she’s being a disaster and sucking the life force out of her garden you don’t deserve her when she’s putting maple syrup on spaghetti and leaving sunflowers at your doorstep.

Perhaps even some snuggling if we are feeling, as the young mortals say, spicy

He really is

“Thou art very kind.” She said softly. “Who is this person?”

“Her name is Zenya. She owns the penthouse atop this building,” Isolde said. “She hath been converting it into apartments for errant walkers such as thyself.”

“I shall have to introduce myself.” Marian said, smiling a little nervously. “Dost thou think she wouldst accept me?”

Isolde smiled. “Oh yes. Perhaps too readily. Thou art quite lovely and she a relentless flirt.”

“Oh. You think she wouldst…take a liking to me?” Marian blushed a little, looking at the floor. “I hath no experience with such things. Wouldst….Wouldst thou be comfortable being a confidant? That I may consult thee in matters I know not of? I am only just recently aware of the possibility at all”

“Of course! I shall to my best to also introduce thee to others who may help you, though I do not wish to overload thee too swiftly,” she said.

“I feel an overwhelming urge to embrace thee.” Marian said softly. “Is that all right?

“Oh of course!” Isolde rose once more and opened her arms wide, inviting the smaller angel to do so.

Marian stood and awkwardly hugged Isolde, clearly unsure of how exactly to do it, especially with the height difference. “Thou art kind, Isolde. I am glad to know thee, and to know I am not alone.”

“I canst assure thee the feeling is mutual.” She returned Marian’s embrace briefly and then released her, sensing her discomfort. “Thou art never truly alone. Remember that.”

“Canst thou introduce me to this Zenya?” Marian asked softly. “I do not know if I have the confidence to approach her on my own.”

Isolde took her hand gently. “I wouldst love to. Follow me.”

“Thou art very kind.” She said softly. “Who is this person?”

“Her name is Zenya. She owns the penthouse atop this building,” Isolde said. “She hath been converting it into apartments for errant walkers such as thyself.”

“I shall have to introduce myself.” Marian said, smiling a little nervously. “Dost thou think she wouldst accept me?”

Isolde smiled. “Oh yes. Perhaps too readily. Thou art quite lovely and she a relentless flirt.”

“Oh. You think she wouldst…take a liking to me?” Marian blushed a little, looking at the floor. “I hath no experience with such things. Wouldst….Wouldst thou be comfortable being a confidant? That I may consult thee in matters I know not of? I am only just recently aware of the possibility at all”

“Of course! I shall to my best to also introduce thee to others who may help you, though I do not wish to overload thee too swiftly,” she said.

“I feel an overwhelming urge to embrace thee.” Marian said softly. “Is that all right?

“Oh of course!” Isolde rose once more and opened her arms wide, inviting the smaller angel to do so.

Marian stood and awkwardly hugged Isolde, clearly unsure of how exactly to do it, especially with the height difference. “Thou art kind, Isolde. I am glad to know thee, and to know I am not alone.”

“I canst assure thee the feeling is mutual.” She returned Marian’s embrace briefly and then released her, sensing her discomfort. “Thou art never truly alone. Remember that.”