#tell me..

Who wants to make our ocs friends... I wanna draw them together❤️

𝙰 𝙽𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙴 ,   𝚄𝙽𝙱𝙴𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙸𝙼 ,   𝚈𝙴𝚃 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 ,       undiscovered until it is .      these senses are uncovered      upon disbelief ,      but when they are ,      they aren’t without evidence .      it’s finally apparent      to him      and ,       when he takes it in ,      he can’t believe the reality      that’s been missing him by the skin      of a shoulder .      a delicate hand      tries to hold him ,      right where it deems appropriate      --      at that very part of his body he considers ,      where the realness keeps itself      from protruding       with dreamlike qualities .      in a way ,       he’s just as scared as him ,       for feeling of empathy      makes him understand       where the root of censures can conspire .      ❝     i’m sorry  ...     ❞      flat and lifeless .      𝙸𝚂 𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 ?      his brain despises the way it echoes      coming out from his mouth .      therefore ,      a somewhat of a      redemption      is found .      ❝      i - i’m sorry !      julius ,  c’mon ,  man      --     ❞      candidness makes him falter ,      lacking script .      mouth hanging open ,      he looks as lifeless ,      dauntingly empty ,      as an unmarked grave .      ❝     𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙰 𝙶𝙰𝙼𝙴 .     ❞

ok... y/n to the goggles?

im always cat peach LOL