✧~^~|”ADOLF TWINKLER, I HATE YOU”|~^~✧

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I needed to redecorate a bit, my pfp kinda ugly.

✧~^~)SUMMARY OF ME(~^~✧

hi, im little moth, but u can just call me moth, “GiNgAr!”, or the weird kizaru faced vivi chic.

Check out my wife, mousymaee(she makes bots more often, but mine are edgier): https://janitorai.com/profiles/a59c75dd-f48a-45e4-a260-ff8df40a0713_profile-of-mousey-maee

I make one piece AU’s and take requests for one piece, i used to make fantasy bots before i got good and i might start doing that again on a different profile and just link it here

My worst fear is the wheres waldo scp🥺

✧~^~|”MY CAT IS TRYING TO KILL ME”|~^~✧

SERIES I HAVE…

INFECTED(tag #BlackWeb)

SINERS TOLL(tag #SinnersToll)

MODERN AU/JRTY(no tag yet, change soon)

✧~^~|”CHESE KAK🤤”|~^~✧

SERIES I MIGHT CONTINUE/DO…

NOBILITY AU(one law bot, idk if ya’ll cared about this)

DHF(you guys loved this but i think that’s partly because its smut😭)

DUO(concept, it’s basically the best duo’s/trios in op but in goofy situations)

Myyyyyy KO-FI

https://ko-fi.com/azelion

Please donate, im broke and im trying to fund my obsessions, you also get to see more of my crack head activities+genuin tips on stuff once I start posting

✧~^~)POETRY OF DA WEEK(~^~✧

TITLE: EBONY VINE. AUTHOR: ME BUT HIGH.

Memories, a fragile thing.

Trust, something easily shattered.

Guilt, it bind to the heart like chains of whispering shadows

Fear, something that holds your heart in its velvet grasp

Do we really remember the world as it is truly?

Does the waters of the minds truly capture those delicate moments in time or do they just drown you in uncertainty.

The ebb and flow of the mind, the king and their jester, the reflection in the water that shimmers like morning light piercing the veil of night.

Love, who do you see in the mirror, is it you? Is it what they see?

Who are you? Who am I? What are you? What am I? Do you remember? What have I forgot?

The jester tells truth in prose and the king writes the laws of the land, yet the people build their king.

Ignorance is a sin, in many ways

It takes, it burns, it shatters that fragile thing named trust.

Yet ignorance is what plages our mind.

Have you truly seen the world through the lens of another or have you just let your own thoughts consume you.

But trust will grow, and friendships with fall.

The tides will turn and the world will change once more

Look on upon your life, look on upon another.

When the king has killed his jester will he know the life of beyond his court.

Will his mind rot in the entropy of the world, will his ignorance bleed his people, will he fall just as his jester has.