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The largo family goddamn loves swords.
Example a: in the blind may scene rotti pulls out a FUCKING SWORD to cut the rope, like Cmon, you could use a pocket knife, but no, the largo family is extra as hell, and rotti decides to just summon a sword (where does he keep his sword?! I have never seen this before) then, just after that, Luigi decides to be a devious little fucker, and Nathan is like currently being tased by like four genterns, he’s not well, and Luigi rips out his fuckin’ concealed sleeve sword to just “tee hee get REKT nathan”
I know Amber would have like a neon pink little dagger she has strapped too her with like a glittery ribbon at the end, and she got it by going to rotti (while he was very obviously dying) “Daddy..? Can I pleaaase have a pwetty pink sword? To go with my outfit? And new surgery?” *rotti dying* “thanks.”
How many swords does Pavi have?! I bet he has like at least four strapped to him at all times, maybe one dedicated for faces with a little engraving on the side that says “face stealer 3000” and a gold hilt (definitely tarnished from blood)
The largos are total drama queens, and I live for it. Your (probably best) doctor tells you you have fatal cancer? SHOOT HIM. Have a army of scantily clad bodyguards follow you around with massive guns, make mags body guard have like a seven foot tall powdered wig, yeah. Oh yeah, kidnap Shiloh, toss her into a empty tent, great idea. Kill mag in the most dramatic way physically possible, hell. Fucking. Yeah.
Rotti I love you
another twst oc lololol.
Meet Rotti Nell! she was Eeva's only friend growing up. Eeva's dad and her grandmother knit and drink tea together sometimes, and they always enjoyed exploring the woods together those days.
Rotti (pronounced row-dee) is based off of luttle red riding hood. she's extremely close to her grabdmother. she likes baking, exercise, and dogs.
since her grandma can't always fend for herself the best anymore, she comes over with groceries on weekends and does housework and chores for her grandma.
i went with a design i thought matched her personality! she's tough but kind, and a little bit cocky. she thinks highly of herself, and with good reason! she's a jack of all trades, master of a few. she got her scars from a wolf encounter when she was younger (which Doug saved her and her grandma from ;3). gold and red r def her colors imo, and i think she rocks em well.
she's 20 now, and works as a pro boxer.
Just saw a video of an adorable rotti....I need to snuggle the pup
well he does

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Feb. 18th
I've found myself outside more since Harley came back. I'm not trying to distance myself from her, but it keeps happening. She spends most of the day on my computer going through everything that's happened the past 3 years, including my personal journals and whatnot, which is all fine. I'm glad she's doing it, but it makes nervous, which makes me smoke. She hates when I smoke inside, so I go outside. I made it a habit of smoking inside after she died. Shouldn't have done that.
Anyway, some of the stuff I've written in my journals is really bad. Sometimes, after reading a bit, she'll come find me and hug me and tell me that she loves me. And she'll just sit with me for a bit. It's nice, but when she does this I KNOW she wants to ask me about what I've written. She wants to ask if I'm okay. She has so many questions, but she won't say anything. I wish she would. I think she thinks she'll overstep some imaginary boundary.
The first time she sat with me after reading, I asked if everything was okay. She said that she had just read some of my journal and wanted to know if I was okay, but then said, "You really don't have to tell me at all, okay? That's all your business.".
Wth, Harley? I know you know I wasn't okay after everything that happened when you died. Just ask me. On the same coin, I'm a bit to blame as well. I didn't initiate any type of conversation. Curse me for wanting to stay out of the spot light.
It's raining right now. Maybe I'll get my guitar out.
-Rotti M. Luna
Il mio cane mi ha rotto gli occhiali.
Mi sento male e sono triste.😭
Domani vedrò cosa fare.🙄
Speriamo bene.🤞🏻❤