This here is a story of yet another session, involving the three known races, Humans, Trolls and Cherubs. Do not expect this to be a predictable one for there will be quite some ups and downs these people shall be facing. A session of 4, 12 and maybe 2 going on all at once, each knowing each other quite well. In the future maybe some will connect to others, or perhaps...ignite some hateships. Who knows, let's find out shall we? >Be...

His Big Fat Green Head (Caliborn X Reader) Warning: Foul language (of course it's Caliborn) This is my first story but do not be alarmed. Constructive criticism is welcomed and encouraged by me, the composer. If you like what you read and you would like more of this content, please let me know in the comments. Thanks! The Dreaming Composer [Key:] y/p/n = your pesterchum username uu = Caliborn's username (duh)

I can't believe I actually have to put this up, are you shitting me?

this is kinda a story where Caliborn isn't as big of a douche still a douche though just not as big of one ^u^ enjoy

D----> here is where I will write down my emotions when I can not have a feelings jam with nepeta. and where I will document my day to day activities. no there will be nothing 100d