temp pin. sorta.

Swear, every time she wears that dress. . . #SeductiveSunday

⠀ nessie. you know what try to guess one of my favorite characters not counting the obvious, princess peach, zelda, and amy rose.

⠀ nessie. here we go again

yall should uhhh buy me a mcrib

an explosion had been heard from her well again. another failed experiment.

⠀ nessie. if I don't know who you are why are you replying to my lewd posts

The beaches of Lurelin are always nice this time of year. #SeductiveSunday

my body. . . is tea?

( another smile, before pulling him into a hug. )

what did you say?

( eventually letting go, looking into his eyes. ) I love you.

Granted.

( quickly pulling him in, locking lips. )

The beaches of Lurelin are always nice this time of year. #SeductiveSunday

( Her cheeks glew a bright red, eyes moving off to the side. Then to his face, smiling a bit. ) You're too sweet. Truly. . .

What—?

No! No. . . I think it's nice.

Well, it's always a bit strange when someone's into that part of me. . .

Hm. Well, is there anything I can get you?

How strange.

Oh. I see.

Gosh. . . this is so odd.

Sorry about the scales.

What is? ( tilting her head. )

( honk. )

zelda's ability oblivious has activated.

Do it.

I'm good at that.

temp pin.

What are you waiting for.

Boobs?

what's a. . . crusty crab? I suppose they are crusty.

" Enough for what—? "

Ah, w–welcome home, m–master?

part 2 of the friendlocke is finally out! youtu.be/YLUB4YhwTtI?...

" Well. . . I sort of had to turn myself into an immortal dragon. It's a long story. You and Rauru. . . well, your spirits turned me back. Not fully, though. " A chuckle. Her eyes were vastly different, as well as the ears and horns.

" I suppose so. . . I assume you're from a time prior to your death. " She let out a sigh, before gesturing to herself. Tail swishing around. . . " You wouldn't know about, well, this, then. "

A gasp came from her lips, beginning to tremble. She felt the touch. . . no illusion could do that. " H–how? "

⠀ nessie. it's 9 in the morning and I want to drink that does not bode well

She just let her. Just a touch was all it would take for her to believe she's here. " You're not. My mind is just playing tricks on me. "