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thereâs no age limit for this
youre rightâŚâŚâŚâŚ..

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I can barely believe I did this.
This will never not apply to Shen.
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Okay
He breathes
GOLD
FREAKING
FLAMES.
This is officially undoubtedly the blingest dragon I have ever seen. No wonder his tongue is kinda bloodstoney gold speckled.Â
...oy vey, apparently it does more than burn, too.Â
Wow, sah, you're a doll, answering so quickly. o-O'Â
I-I DO think I like him? I'm no sure yet, he's rather odd, and I think he doesn't get out much, I find that idea a little sad. I'm not entirely completely sure if it's a good idea to worry about a person so... so... Gosh, it's like having a tiger on your couch, only you could still possibly probably maybe shoot a tiger, if you had a gun. Which I don't. I digress. I'm quite sure I can't shoot this one if he goes bitey feral pissy on me.
Ah, would they really be all carnivorous? Hm, perhaps this one isn't, he was eating cacti before, long slightly short lenghty story. And he does look mostly human. Soda's bad for everyone though, why do I even have that around. I SHOULD ask about the fire, good idea! I'm not even insured against that. Against fire.
I can't really tell if this one's 'proper', he's just kind of weird, like some sort of naked cat weird. I mean Egyptian naked cat. Naked cats aren't Egyptian... He LOOKS real civilised but I think he's just really bored, maybe, could be. I mean, he's just... restyling his... draperies right there right now, I don't even know where he got those sewing quills from.
O-oh dear, on his good side. I have no idea how I'm still alive, really,  I'm not sure if it shows, but I get carried away being a smartass sometimes. He seems to find me... entertaining, though? Maybe he doesn't need a minion, he needs a jester. Or a tv.Â
 Thanks for the advice so far, I might keep you updated if that's okay? Else, if you... don't hear anything from me in the next while, send the cops to come look for my cold dead body? ;3; *drama whore* I better go update my will to include you...
Itâs alright, Miss Kamora. It appears that this young man was merely mistaken for what had happened with things out of context. I rather not escalate this further than need be.
Fair enough. Okay, Shen. I need to ask you to leave, so I can make myself decent.
And donât pull this little stunt again, you understand?
):
Alright. My apologies for dropping in like this. I very definitely hope it wonât happen again, sah. Next time maybe just⌠shove me in a closet until I disappear? Not that there will be one. A next time. Not like this, not if I can help it, and I will. I think.
And yoouuu sah scales-mate, no fishy business, alright? )< Iâll keep my eeeeeye on you, too.Â
âŚArmy leader Dragon-King, hah, rad. First one so far. Do you drink, sah? We should perhaps maybe eventually go drink sometime. Or you should, you look really tight. Uptight. Funny word.  âŚ
I should get my ass outta here. Sorry about the disturbance again, Iâll⌠see myself out. Take care! *inch inch inch flee*
*âŚoh my gosh she totally used my name, eee*
Send me an ask describing what your muse does upon finding my muse asleep on their couch.
misskamora:
I donât think clothes are required for a bubblebath these days, hm?
Haha, but no, I donât need help. Isnât it a bit too forward to ask a towel-clad lady if she needs help getting dressed again~?
Oh, and also, Iâm not absent-minded to the point where Iâd ever forget to put on one of my many fashionable outfits. I may be blonde, but Iâm certainly not stupid.
Dragonkinggojun:
If Miss Kamora had needed help, she would have already requested. As you can see, she has full mobility of her limbs. -poker face-
Exactly. The day I lose mobility of my limbs will be a cold day in hell. âĽ
OAO"
Wha- *flusters*
I was really, really, really trying NOT to be rude. Really honestly ENTIRELY honest! Honestly now, sah, is it really that odd to find it odd in turn to find someone u-uh-underdressed? I didn't know the reason, sah, who knows what might have been going on. D: I didn't mean anything BY it, I just- ... hey, that WOULD actually make a really awesome prank. You should do this again sometime, sah. But not for bubblebaths, just to befuddle the bejeebies out of innocent untainted pure manlings like myself :° I wouldn't know about HIM though. On the. Innocence part.
Speaking of which. *attention switch*
YOU stay out of it! What is it with everybody getting all up in my business lately D<"
... the heck ARE you, actually. You've got some stuff on your- ... on your all-over, sah. Most sublimely peculiar, is that a skin condition? o3o

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You canât help it! Besides, itâs not as if youâre being malicious, or mocking him. You genuinely find this situation to be endearing in its own right. Perhaps if roles were reversed, youâd be sharing his sentiments.
Leaving traces online is the least of your worries; honestly, you donât have anything to hide. The only secret you really kept was the pink wig, which many thought was your real hair. At the moment, a little coy smile tugged at your lips. âBecause itâs a rare profession these days? I think a city like this needs a little helping hand when it comes to romance~â You could be modest and confident, right? Modestly confident. Best not to be too high up on the horse, juuust in case.
Your eyes widen at him, when he just narrowly stops himself from giving out his address, and whatever else may have come along with it. Goodness. âIâll be sure to announce it, both online, and around the city. Youâll know all the details, I promise!â
Hearing that you make him âget the stupidsâ, as he put it, made you smile shyly. Well now, no one had said something like that before! âAnd how do I do that?â
"Wha-?" Rare profession? Romance? oh right, that's what she actually DOES. To be honest, you were more interested because of the nice friendly curious peep doing the... doing.
"Oh, right, romance. ...romance." Hah, why is that such an icky word to say, it tastes horrible in your mouth, like diet coke with a weird fake flavouring. Dishonest, somehow. "Yeah, definitely not enough of that." You sound like you agree, though you have your own ideas on the matter. You're not entire sure what they are yet, but you can give that some proper thought in a minute. Or thirty. Later, not now. Organised thinking is so confusing, pah. Her announcement about the later announcement incites you to distractedly nod in acknowledgement, since your attention is still caught up in this particular train of thought.
"You've got a pretty damn very nice good idea going on there, sah." At least you do mean that for real. An admirable effort for an admirable person. She's got the guts, aye, she's got the spirit. "Is it hard?" Matchmaking, you mean.
"... oh. Just like that." you answer her, a little faintly, and you find yourself making some vague twirly gesticulations towards her, as if those would help you explain it's just her, as a whole, that's doing the trick just fine, very efficiently. Awh, you almost can't stand her looking like that, it's like you just got doused in kittens.Â
Again, you giggle, watching him get twenty kinds of flustered. He seems to be acting quite shy, maybe even a bit giddy too. Hm, could it be that he fancies you a bit? It never occurred to you that someone you hardly even know could feel this way toward you, and it was awfully interesting.
No, you wouldnât beat him with your purse, unless he gave you a reason to. Seeing how he hadnât done anything scandalous or inappropriate, he was safe.
âYour ways, hm?â Playing the mysterious card, was he? Oh no, he redacted that bit. So he heard of you online? Finally, your business is becoming more well-known! âWell, Iâm glad you took quite an interest in what I do. Means a lot to me.â
When he spoke again, practically tripping over his words,you found it amusing, and a bit endearing. Perhaps he really did feel nervous, but why? It was a friendly conversation! âI might be hosting something soon. If I do, Iâll let you know, alright?â You smile.
A-aw hey now, no fair. Giggling is so way not allowed, how are you even supposed to defend against that. Honestly, such moves should be blacklisted. But you're Shen, you wouldn't be Shen the Magnanimous if you threw a fuss over such a little slight.
You deflate visibly when she accepts that explanation. Oh, good, phew, that's one thing less to get all technical about. Not everyone leaving traces online intends to do so, luckily she does. "It's rather kind of hard not to get interested." you nod, almost a little sternly. This is serious business alright, why would she be so modest about it? That won't do. Wait, did that sound weird again? God, you need to stop doing that.
"Ah, I'd love that, sah. That would be most very kind of you. ... do you know where to- ... I'll pick up on it." Egh. You'd almost blurted out your home address and phone number and everything.Â
"You kind of make me get the stupids, sah." Trying to save face a bit, there. You're not always this flustered, honest!
Admirable? You ponder that for a moment, and laugh softly. Gosh, youâre about as far from admirable as can be! After all, youâre just a dame trying to live her live in this city. Still, the compliment is rather sweet.
âWell, it was very nice of you to say, Shen. I suppose you already know this, but Iâm Kamora~ Itâs only proper to introduce myself too!â
You were unaware that someone showed that much interest in your activities, as to give them a closer look. Though if you knew, and felt it was almost borderline stalking, that would seem more than a bit strange to youâŚ. And the idea of a fanclub?? That would never be possible, as it would require loyal people, which were very hard to find.
âSo, how did you hear of me? My newest shipment of business cards hasnât come in yet, soâŚ.Oh! Were you at the mixer I hosted in February?â
It bothers you just a little smidgen that you can only sort of dumbly nod. Yes, yes you know her name, yuhuh, uh, yeah. Things really are different in person, and you're pretty sure now she's got some sort of artefact with +5 Mojo Drain on her. You're feeling goofier than a six-year old who ran out in his footie pyjamas right now.
But whatever, she's talking to you, that already beats being beaten with a purse, or something. Would she even do such a thing?
"I have my ways, sah." you tell her, at least making an attempt to sound smooth, and preferrably mysterious. No, wait, no creeping, you'd decided. Bad Shen. "I mean, I picked you up in the ether. Online. Things like that." The full story's a titch more complicated than that, but hopefully that sounds plausible. It's true, after all. Mostly. Somewhat. Sort of.
"I suppose I could come around at whichever event you have planned next and... retcon that, though? I mean, make your... explanation the proper one, in... not-so retrospect..."
You cannot believe how bad you are at flirting with a female.
"Oh, me? Someone not quite as admirable as you, sah." you greet her, for once not deliberately upping the creep-factor. No, you're making a conscious effort to come across as a little more modest than you actually are.
"My name is Shen. Apologies for the intrusion, sah, but I felt 't had to be said."
Quite honestly, you've been finding it hard to ignore her quite radiant presence in the city, and you could not exactly entirely totally resist giving her activities a closer look. What you found was most intriguing, and you're honestly sincerely baffled this lady does not have a fanclub entirely to herself yet. Honestly, people don't know when there is a gem right in their midst, pfsh pfsh.
[Kamora: Matchmaker/romance counselor/fashion expert/music enthusiast/intermediate level dancer/etc etc etc]
[You forgot professional cutiepie.]

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Being an OC is like being a peasant sometimes.
Meddling is pretty much the opposite of what youâre asking of him, but even correcting him would be doing too much.Â
âYou may visit wh-whenever youâd like,â you tell him earnestly.Â
"I will hold you to that, sah! Don't get bored up here!" you greet him, moments before surging downward a few levels of existence. You have no idea when you will next see this big lump of space-lotus, but you sure hope it won't be too long.
You fail to try to calculate the odds of a reunion though, when quite suddenly your descent is stopped, and you find yourself hanging over the befuddled face of a somewhat overweight stout weirdly-eared man-creature.
Now now now, what have we here.
Seems like your personal shenanigans haven't come to an end for today just yet.
[/Shen out.]