𝗢𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗞𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿

"𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱'𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗴𝗼𝗱𝘀." { #MvRp #OpenRp #OcRp }

✴🌹 “𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒖𝒑 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅?! 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰'𝒎 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒄!” 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑦 𝐻𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟 𝑀𝑐𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑦 #𝒬ueen

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ sung⠀-⠀suho.⠀ 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐌 ᅠ ᅠ

"𝙈𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬: 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙠𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨." { #mvrp #openrp #eisrp } More info below

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|| Need a ship who looks at Axel like

Sprays @fxreincxrnxte “Stop it. I'm trying to focus on schoolwork.”

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>> wrapped neatly in festive paper. He paused for a moment, a faint smile tugging at his lips, before turning and heading out the way he came. Hopefully, Chris enjoys his gift when the time comes

{ @OriginOfSilver } With his friend buried in schoolwork, now was the perfect time. Axel slipped inside the house quietly, moving with practiced ease. He placed the gift beneath the Christmas tree—a video game, the exact one his friend had been saving up for, >>

>> Attached was a necklace he’d found in a pawn shop. Nothing grand, but something that felt right. He lingered for only a second before walking away. Hopefully… she likes her gift.

{ @fxreincxrnxte } With the demon lord occupied, Axel managed to slide a note and a Christmas card beneath her bedroom door, careful not to make a sound. The note was short—an acknowledgment of debt. One free favor, owed whenever she chose to collect. >>

>> A small box of strawberry cheesecake muffins sat neatly on her desk, their bottoms slightly burnt, along with a simple Christmas card tucked beside them. Without a word, he took his leave. It was better not to disturb her while she was busy.

{ @hxlfdxmxn } With the holidays approaching and the librarian clearly swamped with her daily duties, Axel chose not to interrupt. Instead, he slipped in quietly, leaving her gift behind while she remained focused on her work. >>

>> “Merry Christmas, Luna.”

>> chosen shampoos, conditioners, and soft brushes—everything meant to keep her hair and tails pristine, soft, and impossibly fluffy. For a moment, he hesitated, as if considering saying more. But in the end, he simply turned away, leaving the gift behind. >>

{ @vixolssy} With the holidays drawing near, the young man made a quiet stop at a familiar kitsune’s domain, a small gift basket held carefully in his hands. He didn’t linger long. Instead, he set it down where it would be found, the basket filled with thoughtfully >>