I'm Gonna Be Posting Chapters Of My OCs. They Are Mayers, Randolph, Washington, Dobson, Diego, Skipper

I really hope this is good. I do really like bright colors

Some of my monsters OCs

It's another of my OCs and I do plan on posting more of my OCs lore and different AU, once I get a hang of Tumblr 😂

I'm gonna post my art here

Under the midnight rose of the souls.

Two lovers under the bliss of the grey.

Across the pond you may see two lovers in lock and key.

When two mothers' tongues connect at the door. The door when they intertwine unlock secrets never to be told.

There's not a riddle they could not solve.

In a barren land; that tree does not shake a soul when they fall.

Rest with the feeling of the rhythm in their chest, just to breathe in order so the lantern in their heart won't fade.

The day will come when the sorrow felt as another love is lost is the price that is paid to have had them in our lives.

The day none would ever regret.

Soon where white would be first and last.

When roses lace the red string to the heart.

Forever tied until temptation.

Then only could the red bow be let loose from the tangle of hair.

Freeing and letting down the riverbed to flow its own course.

Red meets Blue

Blue meets Red

The love in between makes a lilac thread.

Roses are red,

And Violets are blue,

Sugar is sweet just like you,

But the roses wilted,

And the violets are dead,

The sugar is gone, now with a cold bed.

England is the okay-est dad

Should I talk about my OCs lore

PROLOGUE; The End is the new Beginning

The heavens above sharing their tears with the world below. A shell of a man who has left the brick road to make his own path. Searching high and low for the things he has lost. The things most previous to one; just to be stolen wrongfully. It wasn’t his fault, it wasn’t their fault, they betrayed us. Oh the heavens are mourning and the gods are resentful.

 They destroyed everything he lived for, his mortals, loved ones, home, his name. This man has nothing left. His termination became the rising dawn for others. His pain would not be forgotten. They have woken the lions. 

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