That damn smirk. Wipe that shit off.
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That damn smirk. Wipe that shit off.

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The green lion devours the sun, but what of the white lamb who caresses the moon?
- Kvlt ov Romance
I would make a fully shaded drawing of this but unfortunately I have artblock and burnout so I'm just gonna give you this
Water has no mouth, but swallows many. Light has no hands, but touches many. Darkness has no teeth, but devours many.
Solstice gets a lil scritchy scratchy ✨🫳
*dies*

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Omega is glad to have Cur’s vague good favors but the lad is a bit too curious about things
(Chuckles) what a nerd
@devours said: « we should give our snowman a name. »
❝ … he totally looks like a tony, ❞ leland chimes, hands parked on his hips. he gives a thoughtful sound — something was missing, though, right? — and then he ducks down, to gather up a few twigs. vision in mind, he snaps one in half, then approaches their creation again. he affixes each half over one of the snowman’s pebble eyes, effectively giving him ‘angry eyebrows’. the rest of his handful of twigs is used to create a ‘tie’ — and a moustache under his carrot nose.
❝ — there. now tony’s not messing around. ❞ leland clears his throat, brows furrowing seriously to match tony — and then he puts on possibly the worst mobster voice imaginable; ❝ — he’ll send the boys after the kneecaps of anyone that messes with you, mikey. tony and his brother, uh… ❞ leland trails off, losing both his train of thought, and the bit; ❝ … pepperoni. ❞ a scoffed laugh materializes in a puff of vapour — clearly amused and proud of himself, for how stupid that one was.
— he’s not sure there’s going to be enough snow to craft his snowman mafioso brother, though.
leland turns his eyes back to mike, amusement settling into something gentler, to admire how the snowflakes whirl and drift down around friend’s rosy face. ❝ … it’s barely ever snowed this much, here. weird, right? ❞ he grins, crooked; takes both of mike’s hands between his gloved ones, rubbing gently to warm them up; ❝ — how’s the texan cold treating you, anyway? you missing the beach, yet? ❞