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I'm glad it did. It makes it way easier to draw :D

How Xibalba would react? Well that's his baby girl!! You can go crazy and imagine him being a great dad 💖💘

I have to much of a obbsession with this Au...

My NightmareX shipkid Heavenly butttt...i tried to draw her in @tucrator style FINALLY!

Her named Izel btw menaing "unique" or "only one" cause shes the old kid.....

If someone drew her a little better than i could that be wonderful.....Anyway Izel!

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Greetings, your highness. May I ask, with utmost respect, why do you wish to make the multiverse into your liking?

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TAKE NOTES PEOPLE. THIS IS HOW YOU SPEAK TO AN EMPEROR 🫵🏻🗣️🗣️🗣️

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HEYYYY! YOU DID IITT! Great job, she's so pretty, what a cute tree princess 🥰🥺

I have to much of a obbsession with this Au...

My NightmareX shipkid Heavenly butttt...i tried to draw her in @tucrator style FINALLY!

Her named Izel btw menaing "unique" or "only one" cause shes the old kid.....

If someone drew her a little better than i could that be wonderful.....Anyway Izel!

[tucrator]

Hey, Severin!

Nice mask!

Do you always use it?

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He's not much of a talker...

[tucrator]

Hi! I suppose i'm a new fan of your works now! I've been asking other artists this question but, if you could have one of either a weapon, wear, or power of a Sans/Papyrus in the multiverse, who's would it be and what?

Hey!!!! Well, if I really think about it, I'd love to have Ink!Sans' powers. Obviously, as an artist. Turning into ink and travelling about or drawing things that come to life is awesome [at least I'd imagine Ink could do the former].

[tucrator]

Teehee thank you thank you I'm glad you enjoyed it [I've seen your xibalba doodle you talented tablet]

Helloo!! I've only recently followed, but I absolutely love Xibalba and his whole design. He's gorgeous. Was there any specific inspiration that brought this design to where it is now? I love your art it's SOOOO FREAKING PRETTY I'm gonna vomit 😋

#ask8

Firstly THANK YOU SOOO MUCH, IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY ART GRGAHHAWHHAHA, I'm glad it's gonna make someone nauseous.🌷✨🫵🏻♥️💔❤️‍🩹💘💖💘

Now, to answer the question..

Originally it was my good friend @procrasti-pastel who helped me first design his face, then I took to designing his body, clothes, and background.

Other things I would like to add:

• Unlike Nightmare Sans, Xibalba can in fact feel positive emotions. It's just that his negative energy smashed them deep down to the point he genuinely believes he cannot feel any at all.

•Lucius (uncorrupted Nightmare) is DEAD, there is no way to bring him back (I guess like Nightmare Sans).

• Similar to Nightmare Sans, he has his Bad Sanses - the main four Chevaliers. Then he has hundreds of other workers, because hey, taking over the Multiverse isn't a five man job, even if you're the most powerful...

•Despite Nightmare Sans (who is, as we would describe, evil evil evil, because he's the embodiment of Negativity), Xibalba is evil but he isn't evil in everything. What makes him evil is that he's sly, cunning, sleazy, forceful and manipulative - he'll treat his citizens (including Sentinels and Mercenaries) well, as long as they obey and are easy for him to control.

He won't go around killing or harming for no reason. He isn't about causing random bouts of chaos, instead he likes to physically feed off of your negative energy. Which he does so under the disguise of a 'cleansing'. His people die for those cleansings, because he'll devour at whatever eats them at night, and they see him as their saviour. He'll gladly allow you to enter his Empire (if he's feeling generous). He'll give you free accommodation, a job, an easy pass to travel amongst cities (which were once AU's), it's a great life! However if you rebel, are of no use to him, or you caught him at a bad mood... *gulp*

Those who work close to him, can see that he isn't all he seems. They have been to the dungeons. They have seen it all..

• He's very hard to come across - I don't know how it works for Nightmare himself, but he's rarely seen in public (in the Empire). And when it comes to sieging AU's or fighting Eloi, there's a 50/50 chance you'll see him there too. His men do that job. The scales are either if he felt like joining them, or if his aid was needed.

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Deaths of the A Tale Multiverse

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Nemesis[Reaper of Violence] and Achlys [Reaper of Tragedy]

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My bsf @procrasti-pastel had a brainfart for the A Tale Multiverse, and that was who Reaper [Reaper Sans] is and his design. Along with him, she created another version of death, her own OC.

She was inspired by the original AU [I don't remember it's name], where Reaper and his brother, Papyrus took souls of people who died in specific ways.

Here is some info about them towards the two Guardians Eloi and Xibalba:

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Achlys: Reaper of Tragedy (Takes the SOULS of those who died a tragic/sad/depressing end)

Affiliation: Neither, has some lenience for Eloi though.

Eloi: Passive, patient, pitiful of his situation. Thinks him a companion that can never rest no matter the helping hand offered to him. Truly believes he deserves to die (not in that way). Finds him to be a SOUL who lost sight of the truth, fully encompassed in delusion and grief. She will always wait for the day he chooses to end on terms she can agree with.

Xibalba: Intrigued, passive, thinks him to be an egomaniac with his own delusions of grandeur. Thinks him to be so much alike to Eloi, in many ways than one. She finds his idea of being the most knowledgeable and the most powerful to be rather far fetched of a sense of self.

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Nemesis: Reaper of Violence (Takes the SOULS of those who died a violent/gruesome death)

Affiliation: Neither, has shown intrigue for Xibalba though.

Eloi: Neutral opinion, believes him to be misguided and stricken with his past for far too long. Agrees with Peony that he deserves to die... just not so soon. His suffering might lead him somewhere, he thinks.

Xibalba: Truly entertained by his grandiose and supreme sense of self, finds it entertaining how Xibalba believes himself to be above everything and anything. Agrees with Achlys that Eloi and Xibalba are much more alike than they choose to believe. Given the chance, he will find all the ways to poke at Xibalba's insecurity of being inferior, knowing Xibalba is helpless to tell him otherwise.

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What the Guardians think of the Deaths:

Eloi: Eloi interacts with Achlys constantly due to him bringing tragedy wherever he goes. She is the Reaper of Tragic death. This is opposite to Xibalba, who sees Nemesis often as he causes violence with every step of colonization assimilation in creating his Empire.

Achlys reminds Eloi of his morality in endless tragedy, from his beginning to the end of everyone he interacts with, just as Reaper reminds Xibalba of his mortality through spilling blood violently-- even if it's not from his own hands.

Eloi is afraid of Achlys because of it. She reminds him that she's power beyond his own, and she can never truly go away, unlike him. She makes him feel weak, mortal, futile. However Eloi is respectful to her position, at this rate, they are like co workers.

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Xibalba: As said before, Xibalba interacts with Nemisis much more than Achlys. Xibalba thrives in his glory of being all knowing, all powerful. Nemisis reminds him that he will never be such.

Nemesis causes him to feel a fear and dread he has never felt in hundreds of years. Death is his reminder that he will never be the strongest as he believes he is. To bow before death means acknowledging that he is lesser than him. That is the last thing Xibalba wants.

Despite this, Xibalba is humble in the presence of Death - even if he despises their very beings, he knows he cannot beat Death. The beings who have lived longer than he has. And who will be around, until the end of time.

They are acquainted, but are not fond of each other.

The Reapers make both brothers feel true fear/uncertainty. They are aware, when they meet the Reapers, that they are weak, futile and helpless compared to them.

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To specify, these two are the strongest in the A Tale Multiverse. No one can beat the Reapers, and the Guardians, Eloi, Xibalba, Kiuma and Xan are well aware of it.

They are passive characters regardless, mosying around areas of death, trauma and tragedy.

To specify, ONLY Guardians can see the Reapers. Normal humans and monsters can not see them, unless they are on the verge of death, or if the Reapers make themselves known.

Anyways, hope yall enjoyed the A Tale LORE~

Thanks pastel for your badass designs mwah

[tucrator]

Doodle and a one-shot~

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Just a doodle and a late night read :)

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She stood in front of the mirror that morning, trying to see what she was finally feeling.

It's been months, she was playing the role, she needed to really merge into it, so she can move on without that horrible pit in her stomach.

She finally got her appetite back.

She put on a couple of pounds.

She was looking leaner.

People were starting to respect her position as a Chevalier.

She needed that one last makeover that screamed: me.

Well, that slick back bun was definitely the thing that needed to be changed.

Already, she had received a good handful of compliments for her fringe and new hair-do, that morning.

Even Faron Fate gave her an acknowledging scoff. Wallace told her she looked pretty. At least she thinks, his accent made it hard to decipher exactly what he was saying. And Severin, just creepily watched her walk along instead of staring ahead as he usually did. That was, a decent sign, she thought.

“You look fresh, Chevalier Bianchi!” A Mercenary said as she walked to the Throne Room. She smiled awkwardly in return, unsure of what to say.. instead she waved back as they walked along.

She was definitely not used to such attention from most of the Monsters, especially considering how they hated her only a mere few months ago. At least it was a sign that she was climbing her way up to receive the respect she deserves.

At least the respect she hopes she deserves.

It was a hard change to get used to, but ever since meeting that kind girl in the AU beyond this Empire, she really helped her to open her eyes to see past some of the doom and gloom in her life. And it was nice to know it was working.

“Bianchi.” A voice came from nowhere. It made her leap a few inches from the floor, before she spun around to stare between the dark pillars that lead towards the Throne room doors. One thing Tazia will never get used to is the way he magically appears, anywhere she went. It left a distasteful feeling in her mouth, the taste that told her he was watching everything she was doing. Wherever she went, or however she did it. He was just there to see.

Like Father Christmas knowing your naughty deeds and if you're asleep. But worse, perhaps. Much worse than that jolly fat man.

“My Liege,” Tazia began, making a stiff fall to one knee and bowing her head.

The Emperor looked down at her. At least she thought he was looking at her. She did not know if he even had eyes, behind that mesh mask of his crown. It was an uncanny idea of hers to think that he had no face. That it was hollow darkness with a voice. That if she moved aside that cloak, and pulled off his gloves. Nothing would be there.

Standing to her feet, Tazia shuffled awkwardly. She knew he was looking at her hair. That could be the only reason he was just standing there, longer than usual. Surely there wasn't a rule in the non-existent contract she didn't want to sign that said cute hairstyles were forbidden. The way his eyes burned along her head made her think so.

Tazia gulped. He was awfully calm. But she knew that still lake would erupt if a rock caused one ripple. She could sense that about him. So even if she died to fight back, she had to bite her tongue to do otherwise. Instead she shrugged her shoulders and smiled.

"It is a good morning, today, is it not? Real good.." Smooth, Taz.

“I see you have decided to change your appearance.” The Emperor elegantly spoke, completely ignoring her conversation starter.

Tazia nodded. “Yes. I thought that.. it would be a nice look, to go with my nice suit, My Lord.” She replied. She swore he chuckled, but it was far too quiet, and he stood too still. What was there to laugh about?

The conversation had barely begun, but Tazia was still shaking like a sapling. Her eyes frantically darted back and forth, trying to hold eye contact (If he had any eyes) but failing every second. The reason for this was because it was unusual for The Emperor to strike up any conversation with.. anyone.

It was usual for him to reply back to your greetings, out of kindness. Maybe even walk by and give you the light of day to agree that yes, the day was nice. Even his Chevaliers barely got a peep from him, unless they were in his office. She hadn't had the luck of being in his office yet.

Of course, the only time he would really speak was if someone was new to the Empire and he wanted to make them feel accommodated, but she had been here for almost a whole year.

In fact, the last time he spoke to her was when he magically appeared in the palace gardens, where she was carrying sacks of flour to the kitchen as her morning exercise. In fact in fact, he did not even say a word to her. He only bowed his head to her greeting and watched her carry the sacks away. And when she told the cook that the Emperor was there, he suddenly wasn't. Gone.

As if he was never there to begin with.

Suddenly, snapping her out of her thinking, was the hand that slowly reached out from underneath his cloak, snaking its way towards her face.

Tazia froze.

What was he doing?

The last time he had touched her was when he placed his hands on her shoulders at the Ceremony.

What was he going to do?

The gloved hand moved over her shoulder.

Was he going to touch her hair? It would be so stupid to assume so, but wherever that hand was going seemed to suggest that thought.

Tazia's heart skipped a beat.

A giddy feeling pooled into her chest.

Did he possibly find this new change, okay? Was it such a great change that it caught the Emperor's eye?

Was this going to be a reason for her to forget the times he had royally pissed her off? Will he compliment her and will she finally like him, like everyone in this Empire does?

His fingers clutched her braid and began to gently pull it so that she could see her own hair between her and him.

Maybe he did.

Maybe this final change was her final huzzah.

Her final confidence boost.

Her reason to keep trying hard.

“This style,” The Emperor began. He sounded curious. Amused. Intrigued.

Tazia hitched her breath.

Sure he had made her a Chevalier without her wanting it.

Sure, he set her up to fight Kiuma against her will.

Sure he had made her a Mercenary against her will.

Sure, he was cold and odd, despite his kind composure.

But she was willing to forget it, to feel some sense of comfortability in this miserable Palace.

She slightly hated him. But this could make her, not hate him anymore. A nice compliment, an acknowledging comment. Anything. She was desperate for any crumb of genuine kindness.

Anything.

Anything at all.

“Is not befitting for a Chevalier.”

She blinked once.

Twice.

A third time. Tazia stretched her mouth into a line and stared into the mesh mask.

His tone came out sour and sharp, but it was still laced with amusement. The giddy feeling became nausea.

“I'm.. I'm sorry, My Liege. I hadn't known-”

“You ‘hadn't known’?. But it is of common sense to understand that swinging a matted tail upon your head is not the attractive style you would believe it to be. Especially for your position, Chevalier Bianchi.”

He emphasized on the word Chevalier.

But she let that fly over her head.

“Matted?” Tazia gasped inwardly.

Oh. Oh no, she didn't slightly hate him. Not anymore.

“I take care of my hair, very well, Sire. Matter of fact, I oil it once a week, with coconut oil and sometimes rosemary. I’d find it hard to believe my hair is matted!” She said, not that she could help herself. Opening her mouth to continue her defense, The Emperor stopped her.

Not by shushing her, or holding a hand up to silence her. No, no.

He cruelly tugged at her braid - hard enough to pull her head to the left.

He did NOT just do that!

The voice eerily drawled from under the dark crown.

“I am not interested in the routine for your scalp.”

“Did you - just pull my-”

Tazia was horrified. Too shocked to speak. Her hands shook out of rage, itching to slap the crown away from his head, for even doing that to her, like she was some sort of child. She was eager to let that irritation from that tug take over her limbs and let her lash out.

She knew it would come with consequences, but how dare he, she told herself.

Just as her hands closed into hard fists, he stood straight, letting go of her hair. It dumbly swung behind her back, settling there. In that very moment, Chevalier Fate has walked up to them both. He sensed the tension. Watching at how her green eyes stared daggers up towards the Emperor.

He flicked her shoulder discreetly, as if to warn her of her gaze. However the action only made her angrier.

“Good morning, My Lord.” Faron mumbled.

He did not reply.

“I am expecting you to return back to your original look, Bianchi. Even if you must go back to your chambers to comb it back into a clean bun. You will do so. Do not return to communion until you have done so. Do I make myself clear?”

She can't say anything now. Especially not now.

Faron was looking at her from underneath his visor. Despite the fact that they did not get along, he was telling her to hear and obey. For her sake, maybe. Or to make life easier for him.

Tazia hung her head low. Not out of shame.

“Yes, My Liege.”

The Emperor could taste her anger. Something said that he relished in it.

“Wonderful, Bianchi. Go along, if you are willing to comply so easily. We shall see you soon.”

It took a moment for Tazia to spin on her heels and walk in the other direction. She looked up to see Wallace was there, a few feet away from the debacle. He seemed to have a guilty expression upon his mean face. Though she was not sure why he needed to look guilty. It wasn't him who had ruined her mood.

Even though he tried to utter words of assurance, Tazia snapped her head away from his kind gesture. Ignoring the twang of regret, considering she knew he was only trying to make her feel better.

That regret began to brew into dozens of other feelings as she walked on.

Ignoring the other greetings from Mercenaries and Sentinels, she stormed along the hallways until she reached the sunlight peeking in from the slim palace windows. Heart thundering in her chest, tears of frustration pricking at her eyes.

Why would she even hope for such a stupid thing.

She already hated that bastard from day one - why would she even think it would end up as a cute fairytale friendship between Knight and King. Clearly that was not the case.

Now she was walking back, feeling the shame leaning against her shoulders, spindling hundreds of colourful words she wished she could hurl to him.

But no.

She couldn't do that.

She can't get herself in trouble easily.

Especially not in such a childish way.

Looking at her boots, Tazia thought hard.

He wasn't an Emperor in her eyes. Even if she tried to play into the act, like the entire Empire - deep down, she knew she rejected his royalty. Even if he looked it, acted it, and had all of the qualities of it. She could never accept him as her King. So what does one do, when they refuse a Monarch but have no choice to live in their Monarchy?

They rebel.

So as her first act of rebellion, Tazia wiped the tears from her eyes and stood straight.

Before turning right back around to join the monthly communion.

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I hope y'all enjoy my little rushed oneshot, I felt it was really needed for this piece for more context teehee..

Tazia finally getting used to her position but XIBALBA is just making it hard for her to do so... OHHH how the discreet rebellion begins.. Tazia is known for doing things her own way

And Xibalba hates it

At least that what he told himself HAHAHAH lmao ok gn

To also add, gheres a reason why xibalba pulled her braid.. butnyoull never know MWAUAUAHAHAH

Also ignore slight mistakes I'm half asleep

[tucrator]

Tell Faron I know what he is

#ask10

Pastel, get off that stool and stop harassing him

[tucrator]

Wallace, how your magic abilities work?

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He's just a big tank, for short. Bullets cannot break his big bones. And.. he can be.. feral at times..

{forgive me, I'm trying to learn how to write Scottish terms, teehee.}

Here's what he's saying:

"I suppose I do have some abilities. For example, my bones are quite strong. Tiny {Tazia's nickname} says they're made of steel. I suppose it's true. It takes a lot to break. I guess that's a good thing. My body is my weapon, Faron said. I'm not sure what the laddie has seen me do, I'm too mad {in the moment} to remember.

Other than that, I did have magic like other monsters. But after certain things, I cannot remember how to use them."

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By the way..

If any of you guys are interested in like, I dunno 👉🏻👈🏻, inserting your OCs into Xibalbas Empire, canonically, why not include them as a Sentinel or a Mercenary? [Learn about more of them here]

If your character is more passive, less likely to fight and more approachable, why not make them a Sentinel?

If they're more rough, tough, get the job done, or strong, then why not make them a Mercenary? Please do it, I'd love to see it!

I have their uniforms right here...

I did say that after the Chevalier's, Xibalba has hundreds of workers. Your oc can be included! If I ever draw some pieces or comics, they may just make it as character.. to expand my background art.. interacting with the Chevalier's, fighting with the Chevalier's.. who knows 😛

If none of these suit your fancy, I'll be working on an official post for the Nurses and Doctors uniforms, too ✨ just for you lovely medical lovers

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Rhrows up and rips all my hair out oh look ITS A SHIPCHILD 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭💓💖💓💝💓💖💓💖💓💖💓

So as A nightmare X Aria(My OC) Shipper i decided to draw their ship kid Heavenly in one of my favorite artist design. @tucrator

Reason why its a sketch is cause i couldnt draw ut digitally as copying the root like hair of xibalba be hard. She is a quiet and respectful girl who wants to in charge like her dad. Her hair reminds me of these trees...Idk their name:

Her name would be different so her name in this AU is Izel which the name means"unique" or "only one.

unlike Xibalba, Izel can grow flowers in her hair cause of her moms magical heal property,(reminds me of rapunzel) hence why she has a flower on her right side of her head in this color:

Thats all :3

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Helloo!! I've only recently followed, but I absolutely love Xibalba and his whole design. He's gorgeous. Was there any specific inspiration that brought this design to where it is now? I love your art it's SOOOO FREAKING PRETTY I'm gonna vomit 😋

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Firstly THANK YOU SOOO MUCH, IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY ART GRGAHHAWHHAHA, I'm glad it's gonna make someone nauseous.🌷✨🫵🏻♥️💔❤️‍🩹💘💖💘

Now, to answer the question..

Originally it was my good friend @procrasti-pastel who helped me first design his face, then I took to designing his body, clothes, and background.

Other things I would like to add:

• Unlike Nightmare Sans, Xibalba can in fact feel positive emotions. It's just that his negative energy smashed them deep down to the point he genuinely believes he cannot feel any at all.

•Lucius (uncorrupted Nightmare) is DEAD, there is no way to bring him back (I guess like Nightmare Sans).

• Similar to Nightmare Sans, he has his Bad Sanses - the main four Chevaliers. Then he has hundreds of other workers, because hey, taking over the Multiverse isn't a five man job, even if you're the most powerful...

•Despite Nightmare Sans (who is, as we would describe, evil evil evil, because he's the embodiment of Negativity), Xibalba is evil but he isn't evil in everything. What makes him evil is that he's sly, cunning, sleazy, forceful and manipulative - he'll treat his citizens (including Sentinels and Mercenaries) well, as long as they obey and are easy for him to control.

He won't go around killing or harming for no reason. He isn't about causing random bouts of chaos, instead he likes to physically feed off of your negative energy. Which he does so under the disguise of a 'cleansing'. His people die for those cleansings, because he'll devour at whatever eats them at night, and they see him as their saviour. He'll gladly allow you to enter his Empire (if he's feeling generous). He'll give you free accommodation, a job, an easy pass to travel amongst cities (which were once AU's), it's a great life! However if you rebel, are of no use to him, or you caught him at a bad mood... *gulp*

Those who work close to him, can see that he isn't all he seems. They have been to the dungeons. They have seen it all..

• He's very hard to come across - I don't know how it works for Nightmare himself, but he's rarely seen in public (in the Empire). And when it comes to sieging AU's or fighting Eloi, there's a 50/50 chance you'll see him there too. His men do that job. The scales are either if he felt like joining them, or if his aid was needed.

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No question I just wanted to remind you that you’re awesome and talented so don't let anyone else say otherwise. I love you very much MWAH

YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL LIKE THIS PHANTOM STOP IT AOB AOB SOB

[tucrator]

Xibalba, interested in anyone as your queen

#ask7 (including another anon)

Hehehe... We call this move, deflecting ✨

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I just wanyed to start my ask for specificslly 0 Zibalba(idk how to spell well srry)

is he good with kids?

Also do you like reading?

And lastly...i couldnt help but notice your such a gentleman tp woman and i adore that.

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Oh, and he said thank you, he had an errand to run 🤗

[tucrator]

Wallace do you need a wife :>

#ask5

He's a Scotsman in love ✨🥺🌷