Quentin Smiles And Slowly Close His Eyes.

Mun quentin here

Uh

Yall

More FREDDY!

Mun here

Y'all wanted Steve x quentin?

No?

Too bad.

Be smart

Organize your art in your drawing program

Mun here

I'mma share a weird religious experience of mine that happens everytime im in a church to simoly see if anyone else is able to actually relate

I cannot enter any religious place without feeling like I'm actually on fire

Like

Wearing crosses and holding the Bible is fine, I can do that with no issue

But it's entering chrush buildings etc

I feel like im burning, hot fire burning mainly my back and throat

But the feeling is everywhere just less severe

ever since I was a little kid going to church this would happen, is there any explanation for this phyonimom that isn't "oh you have th case of the devil!" "you need to go turn to my God"

I'm not dealing with that shit, I do believe in God just not Christianity's god

PRANKED BY MICHAEL MYERS?! -mun

Ooh, spooky~

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Because you guys liked the first one (wow thanks lol), here’s another birthday game.

I predict misery or good-fortune in your future…

I love them sm

@disasters-of-dbd

Drew some lobo and Quentin -Mun

"keeps my young blood from clotting? Hm"

Quentin mind started to wonder

"Is your fur soft? It looks it" he starred up into lobo's eyes and took a long sip from his drink

"Hi" came the deep, simple and rusty voice from the canine mouth of Lobo, staring at Quentin with his bright red eyes beneath the black hood of his poncho. He grinned, teeth flashing slightly while the wind brushed ghostly through his white fur.

He just found Quentin in the bar of Mount Ormond, leaning in the doorway, slightly leaned forward interested in the other one.

"May you want some company of the old wolf I am? I won't bite... probably." He asked with a vibrating voice.

The teenager looks in the direct on where the voice was heard. He slightly tilt his head.

"I dont mind if you join, if you bite I'll bite back bud" it chuckled. Looking into the fellows red eyes, "So where did you come from?"

" You're never leaving here alive."

Quentin didn't take the clown seriously

Quentin smiles slightly. "I can try only if you promise to wake me up if I start shaking". He said half joking

Quentin took a deep breath and rested his head on Dwight's arm.

"This may sound really fucking stupid.. But do you mind humming a lullaby? My mom used to do when I was a kid" they chuckle at the memory, remembering how his mother would cradle him in her arms and rock him, always humming some relaxing song, most of the time being songs by destiny's child.

"Dwight, bigman if you will, how are you? How's life?" quentin leans on the log in front of the campfire

"Do you mind staying up with me? I kinda can't sleep... Not like I really did before hand"

The teen sat on the log with his legs close to his chest and chuck a piece of firewood into the center of the already lit makeshift fireplace

(Yippee interaction! -mun)

- @sleepy-quentin

The nickname earned Quentin a snort of a laugh and a crooked grin, "Bigman?? Since when?" Dwight settled onto the long next to the teen. Leaning forward so his elbows rested on his knees, head cocked slightly. "I've been doing good, man." The more open friendly expression traded for something a little more concerned, lines etching into his brow. "What's gotcha up ? Something going one or uh- just- not able to?"

My stupid ass needs to checks blogs before following

The amount of 18+ blogs ive followed then quickly unfollow after checking is INSANE

-mun quentin