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♚ - @brattizen​ continued!

 ❝ Aw, when y'was ten?! Is that s'pose to be impressive?! ❞ 

Remarkably Dedede’s mental age must be inferior to that of the other child-minded miscreant. After some trauma early on in his life the penguin’s mind was left as muddled as that rubix cube.

While Dedede knew colors, just like he knew his initials, when others were watching he would often fail to achieve something as simple as naming colors or spelling his own name. This square-shaped puzzle was made more tedious as it requires a rhythm to be solved. As King Dedede’s broken speech and lack of swagger would imply: he has not a single ounce of rhythm in him. If he were to sing five songs, all of variable genres, they would still all sound the same. Awful.

❝ Gimme that! I could do it with my eyes closed if I wanted to! ❞ He wasted no time in snatching the object from Balthazar’s hands and began to fumble with the colored pieces. 

Dedede’s infantile mindedness came into play at the worst of times and this time was to exception. His brain tried to work around what color was what but the more he fiddled with the puzzle the more disorientated his thoughts became. 

Was that color yellow or green…or orange?

What was that sudden burning sensation in his round cheeks? Was he embarrassed? The Great King Dedede if Dreamland embarrassed?! A surge of heat washed over him and his forehead quickly became moist with sweat.

❝ I know how t’do it...I was just practisin’! ❞ His posture slumps entirely and he just wants to disappear.  Failing in front of someone who gloats just as much as he does was the most degrading outcome he had ever experienced in his life.

#♚ - drum dashing : ic : crossover verse #brattizen #// oh my god balth is so gonna rip on him and he's not going to take it well #// why are they such children?

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 (♚ | The King of Dreamland! )

 castle | inbox | royal decrees | about 

❝ Monster? That’s ridiculous! There’s no monster in this castle! 

‘ Yes there is! It’s big and it’s scary and it eats everything in sight! '

 ___That’s King Dedede! ❞

#♚- off to clobb'eh that there kirb'eh #: shameful self-promotion #dededaio

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* ... are you insulting me right now?

MORE QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

♚ - @dijudicate

❝So what of it if I was, bonehead?❞ It is clear that Dedede has no intention on taking any of that back the anatomy-related insults keep rolling in. 

❝ How thick is that skull o’yers, aye? If you’d ask me… I’d say it was prett’eh empty in there.❞

#♚ - how can i help you king dedede ( ask ) : i need a monst'ah to clobb'eh that there kirb'eh ( answered ) #dijudicate

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MORE QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ Why are we doing this again? ❜ ❛ Is this a bootycall? ❜ ❛ Did you really just ask me that? ❜ ❛ You don’t think I’m going, do you? ❜ ❛ What happened between you and _____? ❜ ❛ So, are you two dating? ❜ ❛ You think you control my life now? ❜ ❛ What did you do? ❜ ❛ How far along are you now? ❜ ❛ Was this your plan all along? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you just tell me? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you’re not keeping any secrets? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you’re telling me everything? ❜ ❛ Why would you even begin to think that? ❜ ❛ Did someone tell you that? ❜ ❛ What’s the time again? ❜ ❛ Are you ever going to come back? ❜ ❛ Wait, what? Where did you hear that at? ❜ ❛ Are you here to lie to me again? ❜ ❛ Did you really think that? After all this time? ❜ ❛ Why are you leaving me? ❜ ❛ Why should I believe you? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Do you really think I’m going to trust you that easily? ❜ ❛ You mean, you weren’t joking about that? ❜ ❛ Is that really how you feel? ❜ ❛ Do you remember anything, at all? ❜ ❛ How could you go behind my back and do that? ❜ ❛ You didn’t tell me about this? ❜ ❛ So, is there any exciting news to hear? ❜ ❛ You think I’m inclined to believe that? ❜ ❛ How long do you think I will wait for that happen? ❜ ❛ Why aren’t you laughing, was it not funny? ❜ ❛ Why are you staring at me like that? ❜ ❛ Are you okay? What the hell happened? ❜ ❛ Did you go somewhere else without me again? ❜ ❛ Is it you or is it me? ❜ ❛ You think I owe you an apology? For what? ❜ ❛ What did I ever do so wrong to you for you to hate me? ❜ ❛ Why do you hate me so much? ❜ ❛ What did I ever do to you? ❜ ❛ Okay, where is all this coming from exactly? ❜ ❛ Are you trying to break up with me right now? ❜ ❛ Is this part where we kiss? ❜ ❛ Are you trying to kiss me right now? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me by or not? ❜ ❛ So, are you in or are you out? ❜ ❛ Are we going to stand out here all night? ❜ ❛ You didn’t even bother to tell me about this? ❜ ❛ What else are you lying about? ❜ ❛ Are you hiding something for me? ❜ ❛ Did you even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ What are you doing here? ❜ ❛ You know you aren’t allowed in here, right? ❜ ❛ Did you kill someone? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you’re not hiding anything? ❜ ❛ What, you think this is some kind of game? ❜ ❛ What are you having doubts about? ❜ ❛ You don’t think we’re wasting time? ❜ ❛ Is that a threat or a promise? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you don’t kiss and tell anymore? ❜ ❛ What more do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What am I going to do without you? ❜ ❛ How long have you known about this? ❜ ❛ You’re not starting to like me are you? ❜ ❛ Is this your way of saying sorry? ❜ ❛ Who would buy that? ❜ ❛ You know, I don’t want to see you, right? ❜ ❛ Have you been drinking? Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ How much have you had to drink tonight? ❜ ❛ How’s that hangover from last night? ❜ ❛ Long night, huh? ❜ ❛ So, did I miss anything interesting? ❜ ❛ What are you watching over there? ❜ ❛ Who are you texting? ❜ ❛ Who’s got you smiling? ❜ ❛ You didn’t hear that? ❜ ❛ Is this a date or? ❜ ❛ Are you going to ignore me forever? ❜ ❛ How long before your silent treatment breaks? ❜ ❛ What can I do to make up for it? ❜ ❛ Will you please just talk to him/her for me? ❜ ❛ Are you here to apologize? ❜ ❛ Do you ever stop talking? ❜ ❛ Is that really still a thing these days? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me or with me? ❜ ❛ What was it like before she/he was here? ❜ ❛ Do you remember me at all? ❜ ❛ Are you in trouble? ❜ ❛ You’re not in any kind of trouble, are you? ❜ ❛ There was something you needed to tell me? ❜ ❛ Are you insulting me right now? ❜ ❛ Is that supposed to be some kind of an insult? ❜ ❛ You do realize you’re wrong, right? ❜ ❛ What’s so wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Is that such a bad thing? ❜ ❛ You’re not going to be sick again, are you? ❜ ❛ You really the police? Why would you do that? ❜ ❛ You really don’t trust me anymore? ❜ ❛ Aren’t we friends? ❛ Why do you always lie to me? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard to face the truth? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to tell the truth? ❜ ❛ Where do you think youre going? ❜ ❛ So that’s it then? You’re just going to walk out? ❜ ❛ Don’t you believe me? ❜ ❛ Do you love me? Do you even like me? ❜ ❛ What’s stopping us from being together other than you? ❜ ❛ How come it took you so long to answer? ❜ ❛ Why are you ignoring me? ❜ ❛ I thought we were friends, how could you do this? ❜ ❛ Are you really wearing that? ❜ ❛ You really think that will help? ❜ ❛ Do you ever think about us? ❜ ❛ Why are you standing on my porch in the middle of the night? ❜ ❛ Are you crazy? Have you lost your mind? ❜ ❛ What did I say? ❜ ❛ Why are you having such a hard time believing me? ❜ ❛ What’s your excuse? ❜ ❛ Did you think I wouldn’t find out? ❜ ❛ How did you find this out? Who told you? ❜ ❛ Are we really going to this stupid party? ❜ ❛ Why are you always so sad? ❜ ❛ Why do you care so little about everything? ❜ ❛ What was it like? ❜ ❛ Are you setting me up? ❜ ❛ As long as you aren’t setting me up for failure, okay? ❜ ❛ Do you believe in love? Do you believe in us? ❜

#♚- off to clobb'eh that there Kirb'eh #sentence starters

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King Dedede be honest about this, what will happen if you see Dark Matter in front of you?

♚ - Unworthy Commoner

❝ I don’t even know what’cha yer talkin’ ‘bout! ❞

Oh he did, he knew full-well what this curious person was asking him. King Dedede was hell-bent on playing dumb if it meant that he could keep his dignity. For all he knew this could be the subject of the Dark Matter themselves, posing as some inquisitive mind.

#♚ - how can i help you king dedede ( ask ) : i need a monst'ah to clobb'eh that there kirb'eh ( answered )

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I just wanna have fun tonight        (Blow up this shit tonight)                Pull me out of the flashing light

                  LET ME BLOW UP THIS HOUSE TONIGHT!

                                    IND. / SEL. / SEMI-PRIV.

#♚- off to clobb'eh that there Kirb'eh #: ooc : #// go follow this person! honestly 10/10 in writing quality 10/10 for portrayal and the mun is just so nice 10/10 also!

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bowserjrandthekoopalings

Seeing that Dedede wasn’t that angry anymore with him, the kid smiled, now excited that the King would actually show him how it’s used.

“What? Why would my papa want your mallet? I mean, it’s just a big hammer… I don’t really see why he would do something like that…” the prince said as they walked to an open area. At Dedede’s question, the little tyke’s eyes lightened up. “Oh! OH! Uh… I dunno… Heheh… Aren’t there fake targets to practice? It would be way better than using poor trees…” the koopa said, somewhat concerned over nature.

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♚ - Bowser’s Brat

The elated expression on the youth’s face was enough to coax the avian into proceeding with his plans to execute some target practise. He decided to dismiss the adolescent's remark about his father. ❝ It ain’t jus’ a big hammer. She been everywhere with me. ❞

Why should he refrain from pelting a few trees with his hammer? Essentially King Dedede can think of one tree in particular that he would like to give a beating to. Whispy Woods. Old Whispy was dormant and had been for the last week or so. Now was the most perfect time to exact his revenge on him. Whispy always did have the upper-hand ( or rather branch) but now he was out of action and it was Dedede’ turn to rule the show!

❝ Don’tcha worry about them trees, son. We’s jus’ pretendin’ t’hurt ‘em, yeah? ❞ A malicious grin contorted the king’s expression. ❝ Now we’re gonna practise in Whispy Woods. Ol’ Whispy is’a’sleepin’ right now so yer job is t’see t’it that he gets his beauty sleep. If y’see him stir sing him a lullaby or somethin’ an’ send him right back t’bed-ie-byes, ya hear? ❞

#♚ - drum dashing : ic : crossover verse #bowserjrandthekoopalings #// sorry for the wait. aww bles jr he is so precious #dedede shouldn't use him like this

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It sure has been a while since when Escargon and his majesty had spent time together, well, of course, they are always together everyday and they never leave a place without each other, but this time it was a little different. His majesty and his servant were spending time..well, in a different way, in a sweetest way. Escargoon was lying his head on the king's soft belly, just cuddling against it, while he enjoyed his majesty's warmth and his arms wrapped around the snail's thin and weak body.

♚ - @slugmxg

It was refreshing to be able to lay back and watch a little television for a change.

The memories of their hectic week seemed to fade as soon as the King put his feet up. Trying to scour Dreamland of any trace of a certain pink pest was so exhausting. And yet all of these struggles to rid his land of Kirby had all been forgotten in this moment. 

One of King Dedede’s arms worked as a cushion for his weary head, the other draped around Escargoon’s shell, this was so relaxing. Ah…A sigh narrowly escaped through his beak.

He is confined by the grogginess of his lassitude and in his hazy mindset allowed his servant, Escargoon, to rest his head upon the his protruding belly. The weary penguin could not resist that warm smile, threatening to turn the corners of his beak. He was just so content.

❝This is the life, Escargoon…no pink pain in the neck t’be pesterin’ us an’  no monst’ehs need’a’orderin’ t’send us int’dedededebt. ❞

#♚ - how can i help you king dedede ( ask ) : i need a monst'ah to clobb'eh that there kirb'eh ( answered ) #slugmxg

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‘ i’m not afraid. ’

Coraline Sentence Starters

♚ - @cheersensed

❝That so? Well we’ll soon see ‘bout that, girl’eh!❞ 

The King takes these scare-festivals pretty seriously. He had been scheming a ploy to disturb the young pupu children this year. Maybe he could startle some of the adult’s too!

❝This here scare-fest is gonna be the best ev’ah…for me…!❞

#♚ - how can i help you king dedede ( ask ) : i need a monst'ah to clobb'eh that there kirb'eh ( answered ) #cheersensed

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♚ - ooc:

They bunked up the number of hours I’m working at Starbucks but I finish early tomorrow so I am hoping to get my drafts done, empty my inbox and write some starters that I have plotted with some other muns. So in the meantime like or reblog this for a penguin in you inbox! Alternatively if we are mutuals feel free to leave an ask or write starters and so on and I’ll get to them when I can! Thank you!

#♚- off to clobb'eh that there kirb'eh : ooc #inbox call

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I'm homeless. Can I stay in your castle, please?

♚ - Unworthy Commoner

❝What?! Do I look like I’m some kinda charity case here or somthin?!❞ 

There is not even a single hint of contrition in King Dedede’s voice. He was not exactly the sympathetic-type, even towards those who are less fortunate than himself, and while there was plenty of room in the castle the monarch was not so easily convinced to let anyone stay.

❝I got enough free-loaders livin’ in m’castle as it is! So beat ya moocher!❞

#♚ - how can i help you king dedede ( ask ) : i need a monst'ah to clobb'eh that there kirb'eh ( answered ) #// thank you for the ask

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*slaps you across the face*

random actions-edition {action starters}

@prince-kivuli

❝Do that again, son’eh, an’ I’ll clobb’eh ya!❞ 

 A flagrant threat from one royal to another. Dedede will not simply bite his tongue and allow , even a predator, to attempt to hold his reigns and take control. He wasn’t some obedient follower. No. This penguin was a king, even if he had been the one to pronounce this himself, he was a king and should be treated as such. 

#♚ - how can i help you king dedede? ( ask ) : i need a monst'eh to clobb'ah that there kirb'eh! ( answered ) #prince-kivulia

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How do you feel about vampires, or other spooky things like zombies or ghosts?

♚ - Unworthy Commoner

❝ Them there ghoul’ehs don’t scare me none!❞ This was a fruitless lie as if ever the monarch were to encounter any of the aforementioned beings they were sure to be able to ruffle his tail feathers and send him squawking to his Waddle Dees for protection!

#♚ - how can i help you king dedede ( ask ) : i need a monst'ah to clobb'eh that there kirb'eh ( answered )

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Sire what's your worst nightmare?

♚ - Unworthy Commoner

❝Nightmare? I ain’t afraid o’no nightmares!❞

The seed of the King’s worst nights’ sleep was no nightmare. He had unpleasant dreams, like everybody else, about unpleasant things: being crushed by something that was larger than himself, being chased by a demonic creature. The worst by far, however, was a former reality! Being possessed by Dark Matter on numerous occasions was enough to disrupt anybody’s sleep from time to time and Dedede found this to be the stem of his most frequent nightmares.

#♚ - how can i help you king dedede? ( ask ) : i need a monst'eh to clobb'ah that there kirb'eh! ( answered )

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justoneheist

The BIGGEST, bluest, penguin villain of all time!

Even when the king’s flippers swats him away, Dru still seems as sanguine as he was ten seconds ago. A bright simper still on his lips. ”I’m sorry.” He chuckles, taking what Dedede said as pretend, but by all means is still willing to play along. His trivial mind is just not processing that this is not a costume and this situation is no game.“King? Ah you my friend are hilarious!” He spouts an irksome laugh escaping his face.

‘hand ov’ah them there cand’ehs’.’

Well. That shut him up. Was he getting robbed by this sizable penguin? For a few moments he is actually silent; his lagged brain trying to process just what’s going on.

Then something clicks.

“Oh my-You’re a-Are you-…a super villain too?!” The chuckle-head bounces up and down with excitement. “Wow-hoo! I’ve never seen a villain in a penguin suit before.” Dru titters, handing over the candy with little fight. He keeps only a lollipop for himself..

‘Hmm. Maybe now is a good opportunity for a heist.’ He thinks to himself. Learning from this other villain will surely improve his own miscreant ways.

Dru slips the treat into his mouth, still managing to talk with his mouth full.“Hmm, oh, hey if you like candy then I know where there is lots and lots of candy,yes.”

“What do you say, big guy?” Dru wraps an arm around the mountainous penguin, a smirk on his face.”We can go there together, lick on some lollipops, chew on some gum? And all for FREE! Come on you can’t be saying no to that. Ah? Ah?” He nudges the other, encouragingly.

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♚ - Gold'eh Locks

Was he a super villain? 

King Dedede too was a child at heart, well he never did grow up really, and the opportunity of playing the role of a super villain, not just a villain, but a super villain? Oh, it was too much of an opportunity to pass up! 

There he goes with this costume business again! The avian had to sneak a glance at himself just to be certain that he was not actually wearing a penguin suit. Clearly where ever place this guy crawled out of; the residents there have never seen talking animals before. While in Dreamland even trees could talk.

The overly enthusiastic man makes a persuasive point. Perhaps what made this more convincing was that when the monarch had demanded that the latter racketeer surrendered his stolen goods he gave them up without any hesitation. Quite obedient for a supposed villain. And to think of just how much of the portion of candy that Dru had just so simply handed over moments ago...what if they were to steal a whole trunk of candy? Dedede could have a mountain of the sugary delights all to himself!

❝ Ya dun gotcha yerself a deal! ❞

Now it was Dedede’s turn to get a little over zealous. ❝ Yer darn tootin’ ‘bout that, Gold’eh Locks! I can’t be sayin’ no t’that! ❞ Forgetting his own strength in his excitement Dedede spins around to face Dru and pelts him on the shoulders with quite some force, a gesture that was intended to be affectionate but clearly has failed miserably to achieve that intention. ❝ Ahah, yer alright there, son’eh! ❞ At least that means the king likes him. ❝ Okay! So’swhere’s this place y'were tellin’ me about?! ❞

#♚ - drum dashing : ic : crossover verse #justoneheist #//aaaah i love it! these wannabes are gonna get up to some petty mischief and think they are really bad! i can just see it!

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turtle-tyrant 

Pity was in another castle, Bowser unveiled no remorse for the wheezing avian at his back. He abandoned Big Bird, disappearing beyond the veil of potential sight in order to press onward. Dedede only slowed him down anyway, and his wastebin for complaints was overflowing. His knuckles cracked as he opened and closed his claw– it took a great deal of mental fortitude to resist spinning round and sucker punching his frustrations against the royal’s beak.

However, only a few seconds after parting ways, he came across a sight which overwhelmed even his powerful will: the oak tree. The same oak tree they had passed again, and again, and again. It was that constant itch, the friend Bowser wished he could forget. Face to face with the brilliant bark, his fangs began to grind.

“I HATE YOU…” Its silence mocked him. Perhaps he would have been more violent towards it were his energy reserves not as empty as the car a good mile behind them. Wandering through the night was pointless. Their best chance was to wait until morning, where they could use other less imposing trees to guide them.

His footpads scarred the Earth as he dragged them back towards the royal pain; finding him was as easy as following the raspy gasps. Bowser paused a short distance away, kicking a few twigs between them. “Alright, alright. Ya Big Baby. We’ll set up camp here. When the sun comes up, we should be able to see your ugly castle. I’ll roll you right to it. Can Daddy’s little chicken wing survive a night in the big bad woods?” He spoke as if he were briefing children, and he left little room to discuss it. For a second after, he spit flame between them and ignited the brush, spawning their new campfire.

Collapsing before the dancing fire, Bowser sprawled free. His feet guarded the flames, and he leaned backward, using the base of his shell and his palms as posts to support his posture. Briefly, he glanced towards the sky– not even the moon was kind enough to grant them respite.  Everything about this forest was unwelcoming, it felt as if the tree themselves despised their presence.

If only he knew the true lore of Whispy Woods.

The burly beast kept his strong appearance outward, but even he wasn’t immune to the enemies of their lost trial. His stomach growled like a demon lurking in the night, the air grew colder, and the dim lighting made them easy pickings– sleeping presented itself as a risk rather than a reward. Electing to break the monotony of the crackling fires, he attempted conversation.

“Feh… so what’s with these woods, huh? They’re dark, but they don’t look so special to me. It better not be some lame ghost story.”

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♚ - Shell-Head!

❝ Heh, good riddance I say! ❞ Contrary to his words the monarch began to feel quite apprehensive. Sure he was a big guy but being out here on your lonesome, in the middle of Whispy Woods of all places…, it was very unsettling. 

The king was far too stubborn to go trekking after the burly brute. Even if he had just made quite the display of himself with that not-so-little tantrum before; he was not about to tarnish the rest of his reputation. Especially not in front of the Mushroom Kingdom’s local Tyrant.

Whilst Bowser was gone, probably sulking somewhere, all of Dedede’s attempts to lie to himself and convince himself that he was unafraid of these woods was going to no avail. With every second it felt like the trees were drawing in on him. 

They were to be stuck out here forever at this rate! If it wasn’t for Bowser’s rust bucket of a vehicle breaking down and Bowser’s lack of sense in direction the two of them wouldn’t be lost and-thinking of Bowser…where had he gone off to?-Oh,…there he was. The penguin’s baby blues could only just make out Bowser’s shadow with the feeble glow of the moonlight shining through the branches of the trees and the familiar sound of the paws dragging across the Earth. 

❝ Look who came crawlin’ back… ❞

Ugly castle?! Daddy’s little chicken wing? Who in the stars did he think he was talking to?! ❝ Hush on up with that lous'eh chicken stuff. I ain’t no chicken! ❞ If he had gotten anymore unnerved mere moments ago he probably would have started to clucking. 

The monarch stopped his whimpering and held his breath. He folded his flippers and rolled his eyes, it was safer with Bowser not to let up on how mortified he actual was about being completely lost in these woods and how starved he was. Or about how he missed his bed and- The noise sounding from the latter’s belly indicated that they were both equally as famished.

Finally the two of them were beginning to have a discussion that wasn’t so heated but how long could they actually maintain this for? Not much longer probably. 

 What was it with these woods?

❝ These here woods are home t'Whipsy Woods. Hence the name. He’s an old tree who - ❞ Kicked my behind several times. - ❝ well we’re jus’ lucky he seems t'be sleepin’ right now. Travellers. They’s always gettin’ lost in these here woods! Whispy Woods- ❞ Grrrll! Now it was Dedede’s stomach to sound a its demand for supplement.

#♚ - drum dashing : ic : main verse : smash verse #♚ - drum dashing : ic : crossover verse #turtle-tyrant #long post

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♚ - Dedededash Commentary

Y’all wanna piece of the king!

#♚ - dedededash commentary ( dash commentary ) #♚- off to clobb'eh that there kirb'eh : ooc #kinda #i dunno #it's relevant #you know who i mean... it's either people trying to eat him... #@karismatickitty #@wclfgirl #or people try'na get with him #@slugmxg ( ily ) #@kupnapper #@lombardiisms #@that-little-moo #@lil-miss-romano ( cus you know she told him she was a princess so he would give her a place to stay but this big guy always runs after #pretty princesses #) #i'm calling you all out! ( ily )