#ic asks

hey, Mike, i presume! how's tenna doing? how are the other mics?

[Tennas groovy as ever, just restin after some maintenance!]

Asks are open not just for Harley and Leo, but about any of the FleetingAu crew! Turtles, humans and Rats alike! If you’re curious stop by~!

- @angrylittlefox

send me   ‘ mistletoe ’   for my muse’s response to being underneath mistletoe with your muse.   specify whether it’s accidental or on purpose.

@abyssalcriminal

Raphael did not have much festive cheer. An excuse to manipulate and sway a client, the devil was an opportunist, after all, but that was as far as any cheer went. A mortal thing, it was, where they all played pretend, but holidays could also bring out the worst in some--and that was when Raphael swept in, on gilded wings, and took their hand. The lonely, the desperate, the poor... He could be their saviour.

Unfortunately, Haarlep had a dreadful habit of redecorating, particularly so he could catch him under the mistletoe. He supposed he could not be too upset at his pet, who merely wished to kiss him and whisper sweet nothings into his ears. After all, who wouldn't wish to press their lips to his perfect skin? He was such a gorgeous devil.

Haarlep, he would indulge in a kiss... But it was not Haarlep who he met beneath the little green plant. His lips pressed into a firm line. Despite both being cambions, Raphael did not consider other cambions as worthy as he was. Such was Raphael's pride and ego, of course (and insecurities delved deeply into his skin).

"You will learn that fruitless little traditions from the Material Plane mean little in this House of Hope, dear. For within an instant, life can wither and turn to ash under my hand." He lifted his hand, and with a click of his fingers, the mistletoe was burned to ash, falling over Ibis where she stood.

- @angrylittlefox

My friend made a mask inspired by you

Is it cool

“That….is disturbing.”