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M!A : None but accepting
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[I DO WHAT I WANT] "Wow a potato with pink hair. I wonder if Sasha would to try one." Armin casually picks up Dalia.

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//NOOO oO OOO oooO oO okay but SA SH A dO nT

The potato hissed at the stranger. Strange creature.
“Put me down! Put me down!”

He dropped the potato Dalia, “Ah! A talking potato. Are you magic?”

“G-Go ask the grey faces. They’re merciless.” Due to embarrassment, her skin turned pinkish.

"Grey faces?" Today being his third day on tumblr, he had never met a single anon. Only friendly people, a pink haired potato, and Eren.

“A.K.A. Anons.” He must be new here.

The potato flips her glorious pink hair.

"Anons?" He still didn’t know what she meant.

“You must be really really new here.” The potato sighs and a slight frown was given to the other.

"I’ve only been up here a few days." He shrugged, "I thought I knew everything about tumblr by now but I guess not."

The potato starts to roll away from him as he was speaking. “EeeEeeEEEEEeE—” She might get eaten or anything could be done to her.

"Hey, where are you going." He walked behind the potato. It didn’t move very fast.

“Going away from you.” The creature wasn’t able to puff her cheeks. Blessed with eyebrows, the potato frowns at him again. “Just don’t bake me or cook me or kill me.” When is this going to stop? It’s hard being a potato with pink hair.

"I’m not going to hurt you. Now that I know you’re alive." He looked down at the potato that didn’t seem very interesting… except it’s hair but nothing else.

“Good.” The potato was relieved to know about that. “Now I should be hiding inside a safe place.”

akanedee:

if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence

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[I DO WHAT I WANT] "Wow a potato with pink hair. I wonder if Sasha would to try one." Armin casually picks up Dalia.

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

//NOOO oO OOO oooO oO okay but SA SH A dO nT

The potato hissed at the stranger. Strange creature.
“Put me down! Put me down!”

He dropped the potato Dalia, “Ah! A talking potato. Are you magic?”

“G-Go ask the grey faces. They’re merciless.” Due to embarrassment, her skin turned pinkish.

"Grey faces?" Today being his third day on tumblr, he had never met a single anon. Only friendly people, a pink haired potato, and Eren.

“A.K.A. Anons.” He must be new here.

The potato flips her glorious pink hair.

"Anons?" He still didn’t know what she meant.

“You must be really really new here.” The potato sighs and a slight frown was given to the other.

"I’ve only been up here a few days." He shrugged, "I thought I knew everything about tumblr by now but I guess not."

The potato starts to roll away from him as he was speaking. “EeeEeeEEEEEeE—” She might get eaten or anything could be done to her.

"Hey, where are you going." He walked behind the potato. It didn’t move very fast.

“Going away from you.” The creature wasn’t able to puff her cheeks. Blessed with eyebrows, the potato frowns at him again. “Just don’t bake me or cook me or kill me.” When is this going to stop? It’s hard being a potato with pink hair.
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[I DO WHAT I WANT] "Wow a potato with pink hair. I wonder if Sasha would to try one." Armin casually picks up Dalia.

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

//NOOO oO OOO oooO oO okay but SA SH A dO nT

The potato hissed at the stranger. Strange creature.
“Put me down! Put me down!”

He dropped the potato Dalia, “Ah! A talking potato. Are you magic?”

“G-Go ask the grey faces. They’re merciless.” Due to embarrassment, her skin turned pinkish.

"Grey faces?" Today being his third day on tumblr, he had never met a single anon. Only friendly people, a pink haired potato, and Eren.

“A.K.A. Anons.” He must be new here.

The potato flips her glorious pink hair.

"Anons?" He still didn’t know what she meant.

“You must be really really new here.” The potato sighs and a slight frown was given to the other.

"I’ve only been up here a few days." He shrugged, "I thought I knew everything about tumblr by now but I guess not."

The potato starts to roll away from him as he was speaking. “EeeEeeEEEEEeE—” She might get eaten or anything could be done to her.
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[I DO WHAT I WANT] "Wow a potato with pink hair. I wonder if Sasha would to try one." Armin casually picks up Dalia.

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

//NOOO oO OOO oooO oO okay but SA SH A dO nT

The potato hissed at the stranger. Strange creature.
“Put me down! Put me down!”

He dropped the potato Dalia, “Ah! A talking potato. Are you magic?”

“G-Go ask the grey faces. They’re merciless.” Due to embarrassment, her skin turned pinkish.

"Grey faces?" Today being his third day on tumblr, he had never met a single anon. Only friendly people, a pink haired potato, and Eren.

“A.K.A. Anons.” He must be new here.

The potato flips her glorious pink hair.

"Anons?" He still didn’t know what she meant.

“You must be really really new here.” The potato sighs and a slight frown was given to the other.
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[I DO WHAT I WANT] "Wow a potato with pink hair. I wonder if Sasha would to try one." Armin casually picks up Dalia.

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

shibe-armin:

vocaloiddaliasegno:

//NOOO oO OOO oooO oO okay but SA SH A dO nT

The potato hissed at the stranger. Strange creature.
“Put me down! Put me down!”

He dropped the potato Dalia, “Ah! A talking potato. Are you magic?”

“G-Go ask the grey faces. They’re merciless.” Due to embarrassment, her skin turned pinkish.

"Grey faces?" Today being his third day on tumblr, he had never met a single anon. Only friendly people, a pink haired potato, and Eren.

“A.K.A. Anons.” He must be new here.

The potato flips her glorious pink hair.