#wolf's teeth

By bed partners do you mean sexual partners or just those that I slept beside? You’ll have to ask again specifying, sorry.

In case any of you were interested in my shitty THROAM sketch

708 // Ryan Ross and the Whiskeys

And so sweet

After years of pestering, Braig let Lea and I into the castle. I had turned 16 in the spring, Lea had turned 16 the past fall or winter. This was early summer. We explored a little, and then I feel like we got knocked out? Or something. We woke up who knows how long later, in those coats. I think we were experimented on. The apprentices were in the room. Terror broke out quick. Heartless and screaming and blood and Young Xehanort with a weapon and this horrifying smile. I tried to shield Lea. I remember his grip on my waist from behind being so tight it hurt. It didn't work and I watched him die before darkness took me, too.

I have very little memories post-organization. A fight with Lea, uncomfortable silences and being unable to really look at Terra.I lived with Lea in hollow bastionI don't recall getting another pet, maybe another cat? Something calm and relatively quiet would've been good for the ol PTSD.

Halloweentown! I liked the lack of humans. No one to gawk or ask questions. Being in all black and having ambery-gold eyes that shine back like an animal, sort of claw-like nails, long canines, and an eerie quality isn't weird in a world full of monsters. I could interact with the locals and they'd just think I was some kind of weird hybrid.As a human, I had one pet. Her name was Bunny, she was grey, light orange, and a bit of white. She was a big cat, a rescue kitten that Lea had found in a storm drain and brought to me and my mom. She was a very good kitty, very affectionate, and very loud. Lea loved to have "conversations" with her. She'd sleep in the sun on my bed and stretch out, get her fur everywhere. She didn't try to eat my plants but she did knock my crystals off of the windowsill. I think she had kittens, once. I seem to recall Lea and I making her a nesting box.I don't recall any particular meals I loved. I always liked making rice. It was warm and a comfort and went with anything, even just some salt and pepper.

I stayed up all night a lot, even human, so I saw a lot of sunrises. The moments when the birds start singing and the world is rose-gold always felt like everything was going to be alright.I'm a big fan of She's the Prettiest Girl at the Party and She Can Prove It with a Solid Right Hook by frnkiero andthe cellabration but I'm also a slut for classical and choirs and O Magnum Mysterium is breathtakingFloral yellows