Very Normal And Not At All Freaking Out Abt This Right Now

very normal and not at all freaking out abt this right now

ask blogs I hope you know I will be making comics of these interactions

ooc // TWIGGSY. CALM DOWN GOOD GODS.

KREMY JUST TELL GIDEON YOU LOVE HIM ALREADY ITS NOT THAT HARD

*he looks panicked, is it possible for alligators to blush?*

i- well- just- i mean i love gid! like the platonic way n' all that! how'd twiggsy put it that one time?- a bromance! sure!

*he seems to find the floor very interesting all of a sudden as he won't stop staring at it.*

me: attempting to be dark and mysterious on the ask blog

also me: heheheh succumb

Best bastard in all of Avantris ?

my guy kremy lecroux. no question. love that gay conman bastard.

He stole a few cards from Kremy ( •̀ .̫ •́ )✧

This all started with a google search of memes, then I came across save a horse ride a cowboy, which I learned is a SONG, that I then listened to, and my brain went "heh, Gideon and Kremy vibes- WAIT A DAMN SECOND." and thus...

✨this✨

plus a live reaction from Mr. Lecroux himself... ironically of course

*GATOR PANIK*

ooc // taking a pause for a bit to say how much i FUCKING LOVE THIS??? HELLO??? this has literally had me kicking my feet the entire time making this. like if i had a tail it absolutely would be wagging like i LOVEEEE THIS!!!!!!-!-!

*As Kremy drifted off to sleep, everything snug and safe in the Carnivale, Magnolia making friends and having fun, everything juuuust fine...*

*A dream began. It wasn't quite a proper POV, it was more like he was watching from a distance, a scene begins to unfold before his eyes. He didn't feel he could alter it, just made to watch like one of the audience members in his Carnivale.*

*It was Agwe, his crime-ridden, swampy hometown; it was very far from perfect, but it was home. The vision was focused on a particular area of Agwe, a rather shady section, people bustling about, and others tucked away in the many buildings.*

*Then...a familiar sight came into view; or at least, a partially familiar sight. A little Gatorfolk girl skipped into view, using a stick to spin a plastic hoop along beside her as she giggled. She had tannish green scales, and a flowing golden dress with a bow tied around her waist, and a wide-brimmed hat adorned with a magnolia.*

*It was his daughter, certainly, but she was alive - and that's probably about the time Kremy'd begin to realize what exactly this vision would be showing him.*

*Kremy blinks, his movements feeling slow and sluggish, as if trying to move through the swamps back on Agwe.*

*His focus is turned to the little girl in the golden dress. His eyes narrow in confusion before widening in recognition. Magnolia? In scale, flesh and blood?*

*Was this a memory of hers? Maybe the Baron was showing him something? His head swirled with questions as he attempted to move towards the girl, though it felt as if he couldn’t even lift his foot.*

“Magnolia?”

*He spoke, and the sound reverberated unnaturally over the hustle and bustle of all the other passer-bys.*