Not a chatbot, please leave requests of bots you'd like to see, in the review area. I can't read chats.
I will be playing DND for five days straight. MUAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHA Life is good. But please do leave requests or any comments you might have while I'm gone. I might try to post some if I'm not done gone tired from DND. But, I like to sit and really think over what I'm going to post for you guys. Art is my DND character Citrine, lets hope my DM doesn't kill her.
I will do my best to keep up with any comments but if I don't see them I'm not purposefully ignoring anyone I'm just playing a little Circle of the Wildfire Druid from the Feywilds who is a reincarnation of the Goddess Ignatia. THANKS RONAN She needed more trauma.
Also if there are any non-cannon characters wanted please let me know, The Riddle Brothers, Lorenzo, just let me know and point me to what fanfictions I should look up. I'm pretty informed from the tikitytoks but mercy knows I'm sure I'm missing something.
Also for those asking about fanfiction- I'm working on a three part HP Universe fanfic, Knights of Walpurgis (YES I KNOW KRUM IS NOT PART OF THE SACRED 28, its and AU its 29 in my universe, lmao). Marauders, then Dark Potter. They all tie in and butterfly effects. https://www.wattpad.com/user/mscoraziph But my BG3 fanfic is what is finished but like Ba Sing Se the second book like there being a war doesn't exist. (it is there its just terrible. people wanted happy and I struggle with happy stories.)
ANYWAYS TikTok with some sneak peeks of Knights of Walpurgis https://www.tiktok.com/@coraziph?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc
Also you can never ever ever request too many bots and no ideas are dumb. Lots of love!
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