Toki coloring hundreds of picture for Lucien.

Toki nuzzles his nose to the top of Lucien’s head, hugging onto him slightly tighter smiling before speaking, his voice tired and slightly raspy. “Mmh~ Mornings, Lukiens~” x.com/sweetonrhythm/…

//just going to place this here....

Blinks.. D-did Skwisgaar just admit that Toki /CAN/ play guitar..?

Whispers from the distance “Skwisgaar ams nots good at teachings anyway..”

“Happys Valentine Days~!”

Awh Daddy loves us~

Holy shit. x.com/organizedmetal…

Well he needs to get his ass home! x.com/organizedmetal…

“Someones amst has an nose!?” The Norwegian goes cross-eyed, trying to see his own nose, attempting to imagine being without it.

He stares at the drummer, a brow quirked up. “What am that mean, Pickle?”

Oh Toki might have some lollipops for that!

What do you mean? That’s what we’re talking about right? Hanging out with some lollies..

Count Toki in then!

“Nathens!! Elaborates please!”

“Eh...no candies...but coulds be funs.” He simply gives a shrug.

“Oh!! Yeah! Ams like that more~!!”

“Ams all has monkey sexes later! Charles says we go gets candy!!!”

//Oh motherfuck! Okay my power is getting shut off here for a bit, no clue when I’ll be back, but it’ll be as soon as I can!

//okay so this is super weird, but I love it. So my neighbor knows that my depression gets super bad like once a month and I lock myself in my room for like a week. When she feels it’s coming she makes me a hair doll so that way I remember she loves me and can’t wait to see me.