Jun 30
The petulance is palpable:
“Didn’t wanna be in your stupid Guardians club anyway.”
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The petulance is palpable:
“Didn’t wanna be in your stupid Guardians club anyway.”
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“Best wishes, today. You will be fine, of course, but still.” North grins, holding out a little clover flower made of silk and twisted metal. “Have fun, Bunny.”
"It was a ruddy great Easter this year wasn't it?" With immense self pride & the vibrant energy of Belief simmering through his entire being Bunnymund was riding the great high of his holiday. He happily accepts the artificial clover, a tap to North's hand in silent thanks before he twirls the small bloom between claws. Neat craftsmanship, as if you could expect anything else from the clever craftsman that was North. "Cheers mate."
For Samsa on @checkingtwice, because I can
Send your character's height and I'll compare it to mine.
and WTF
I even gave him a slightly conservative 7'10" and STILL.
but it truly is canon. I have the receipts.
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“I do not— what. How did you— what sort of conclusion is this. Jack.”
"Pitch said you had love bites from Nightlight. I was just saying I don't wanna know, because I don't think anybody wants to think about Santa getting hickeys."
Just sorta. Grabs Pitch. The way you might scruff a kitten, really. North doesn't even seem to really process what he's doing, he's just picking Pitch up and moving him off to the side without even so much as looking up from the clipboard in his hand.
Scrunch.
Pitch bunched up in North's hand like a crumpled towel, dangling from his grip limply with the same sort of resignation to being picked up a common house cat might. ..which was to say, he was being mighty tempered about being moved from where he'd been warm and comfortable and nearly about to doze off.
If a little grumpy looking about it. "North."
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“Hard choice.” Sitting here rubbing his chin. Meanwhile he has some SUSPICIOUS GOLD GLITTER EVERYWHERE.
"Take your time. Looks like you just woke up from a nap."
“Jack, I have a favor to ask, maybe, if you would not mind…”
"I can do whatever you need, old man," the sprite cheers, hanging from... some form of architecture that probably shouldn't be used as monkey bars. "As long as it doesn't involve going outside anywhere beyond the North Pole. It's too warm to exist literally anywhere but here right now."
He's happy to help with anything INSIDE, though. Like, he could probably cool some drinks or something.
“Tell me this is a bad idea, Toothie.”
When it was North saying something like that, it raised multiple red flags. But his creative process was always a little... haphazard. But in the end it resulted in wondrous things.
"Well... It might be a bit much at this point. But I wouldn't write it off completely. Maybe a bit more fine tuning? A contingency plan of some kind?"