[[And For Real To The New People Following Him, Hi I'm The Same Person Behind @coralcalypso All Of The

While my heart may be full, I'm open to other inquiries. :)

hes bad and not in the fun way you sluts like

Oh if you want DMs to be posted, there are some interesting ones on Sefoni's account.

Oh come now, surely my messages were tittilating enough...My heart may belong to another, but surely we can enjoy a casual tryst? : ) - tripartitecelestial

You can sext me as much as you'd like, and judging by my DMS you've definitely been trying, but I'm super not interested!

Today has gone very well. I had a lovely lunch and stretched my wings, and I had some wonderful company too. :)

And of course some counter colonization efforts. ;)

I love it when dudes are like "question everything. Be critical about the world" and what they mean is "I think politics is controlled by evil wizards"

no by your lips

You have eyes don't you? It's lipstick. :)

Though I am surprised how many people here are in support of Alternian hegemony, but I suppose people don’t like to see the bad sides of their friends. :)

He once loved the sun ☀️

this is so amazing

==> The Prince has always been dead. This was always here.

Shylin drew back as he rests his forehead to her own, his lips quirked into a smile a lower arm rests against her waist.

“What would they think if they saw you now?”

Her fins twitched, expression placid as she stared back at him. It was the same back and forth as it always was, it was almost normal.

“They’d blame you, say that you must be controlling me.”

“Almost certainly, but that’s the fun that comes from being the bad guy. I see why you do it so often.”

Her fins drooped slightly as she let out a soft huff, opting not to respond. Shylin’s wings puffed up a bit as his upper hands cup the side of her face.

“Hey it’s nothing personal, well it is I won’t lie, but I doubt they’d remain your friends if they knew what you were really like.”

“And what am I like?”

He gently brushes a thumb against her cheek, his voice softening.

“There’s nothing there. Your feelings may be real, the sorrow may be true, but the depths of those feelings are shallow. So much of what you show is mimicry, Moonlight.”

“Calling someone shallow is hardly a compliment.”

“Then it’s a good thing I wasn’t doing that.”

“Then what were you doing?”

“Setting the stage for you to prove me wrong.”