Haii, Uh If It Isn't Too Much Of A Problem, Could You, Perchance, Doodle My Oc X Canon Ship Alora X Floyd?

Haii, uh if it isn't too much of a problem, could you, perchance, doodle my oc x canon ship Alora x Floyd?

Alora refs:

UERHJBVKHER WHY IS SHE SO PRETTYYYY

I HOPE I DID HER JUSTICEEE

AHHHHH 💜

Thanks for participating !!!!

ripped oshi no ko off with my persona’s eyes

they represent lies in the anime, but in my persona they represent hate

four corners = four letters in HATE (wow so creative)

i hate, i probably hate more than i love

maybe that’s why i’m where i am

YOOOO 50 FOLLOWERS??? CONGRATS!! You deserve it & much more rahhh!!

For the requests, may I ask for Deuce x Allen? 👉👈 Totally okay if not!!

HI MIONNNNNNN !!

Ofc I’d draw one of the many goats of yumeships (Allenxdeuce)

I drew this but the roles were reversed !! We need deuce to get more Ws lmao

Thanks for participating ^^

and ty for the kind words :DD

IM SORRY FOR BEING A WHOLE HOUR LATE

ONGMGNMHNGG *gets hit by amazing art*

THANK YOUJAN JAN, SHES BEAUITFUL 💗💗💗💗💗💗

I CANT OVER THE BG AND COLORS WAHHHH💗💗⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

THANK YOU A MILLION TIMES AND A MILLION MORE 😭😭😭😭😭

*sob* you’re so nice *sob*

RINI!!*throws Kora Art at you*

Anyways Congratulations on 50 followers @the-rini-rush 💫💖💞✨🎉

“he loves me, he loves me not” (small snippet of me writing)

seeds of sick adoration ripped and thrived in his throat, tears of bittersweet honey ran down their tanned cheeks as they hunched over the garbage bin.

their grip on the bin was as deadly as the grip the disease had on their poor body.

white daisy petals slicked with blood and saliva, they stained all that they touched, harmed the body they grew within.

pollen coughed and heaved its way out of the scarabia student’s body, iyad wasn’t allergic, but this time pollen was deemed fatal for them.

for every time they met eyes, another seed was planted.

for every conversation they shared, the sprouts would extend to stems.

the dreadful silence between the pair would act as bees, buzzing to nurture the growing vines, encouraging them to bloom flawlessly.

the botanical properties fought endlessly to leave iyad’s throat, leaving them bruised and poisoned for their fault.

iyad’s mind spins as the haunting story that implied that flowers, the flowers tell you if he loves you or not.

iyad looks down at his garden. he closes his eyes. 5 white, blood stained petals.

“he loves me…”

“he loves me not…”

“he—“

”Iyad?!”

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how is it? is it good or cringe

anyways, none of my ocs are safe from me💗

tag list: @venaue @babyghoul138 @beneathsakurashade /nf i just wanted to have some moot opinions

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