𝐓𝐨 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐨'𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 🐺
Remember, right now show love and appreciation to all artists that are drawing Valko
Please, if you're an artist, share your content in the comments 👇🏻
So we can ↻+♡
#BringValkoBack#Valko#敖尹#恋与深空#LADS#JusticeForValko
No solo eliminaron a un LI, dejaron a gente sin trabajo, hicieron que tirarán a la basura TRABAJO DE GENTE REAL, artistas, desarrolladores, animadores, actores de voz, escritores, TODO ESO, a la basura.
Son una peste todas y me dan asco:\
Wolf fact #4! 🐺🐾
Cutest one! When it gets cold, wolves often curl up into a fuzz ball and sleep with their soft tails covering their nose for warmth like a little scarf🥹Valko’s tail is so big, it would warm mc too
i want to remind everyone that until our valko is in our arms… even if they announce his return, DO NOT STOP SHOWING OUR LOVE LOUDLY! UNTIL HE IS IN OUR ARMS DO NOT SPARE ANY CHANCES FOR THEM TO TAKE HIM AWAY AGAIN!
MY AWOOMFS GOTTA STAND ON BUSINESS UNTIL THE VERY END!
hey infold, remember when you made this statement? you need to stand on business and give us our wolf boy back! you literally said he was for the long-term of lads!
#BRINGBACKVALKO#BRINGVALKOBACK#VALKO#WEWANTVALKO
Valko came home to her that night as the storm raged on outside. He should have been dripping wet, cold even. But nothing but the aching feeling was present in his chest as he watch her lay there, curled around a pillow and sobbing softly in her sleep.
He would approach her, slowly settle on the bed next to her but there would be no dip. No sort of presence to show he was next to her. And as his gaze traveled from her to the darkened room around them, he’d take notice of the little things.
The building blocks left in a messy state, just sticky notes on the fridge, a stuffed animal he shoved off the couch. Little things she left to allow herself to feel like he.was.still.there.
He’d close his eyes tightly when he’d hear her sniffle. Curse his stupid ears for flicking in the direction of it instantly, but it always did that when it was anything remotely her. His precious girl never has to even ask for his attention.
Slowly, he’d finally curl around her, hover his hand over her arm. A cold touch she’d never know was there, a silent promise he was staying. Even if she didn’t know that.
“You’ll always find me, my little hunter..”
GUYS!!!!!!
THEY DIDN'T DELETED THINGS.
THEY ARE ARCHIVING/HIDING THEM.
https://t.co/3Qqb6mESv1
https://t.co/yBaT1gOxgG
LOOK AT THE YT, IF YOU HAVE THE LINKS, YOU CAN STILL SEE THEM.
SPREAD THE WORD.
#BRINGVALKOBACK#WEWANTVALKO#GIVEUSVALKO@Love_Deepspace