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Cardi valentine ❤️

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— we will go softly into the night

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you pop in to Papa IV's office one morning to see what he's up to! i think he needs more coffee, personally

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Copia has some flowers for you 💖

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Happy Valentine's Day! Cupid Cumulus for you 🥺

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Tried to draw Aether in all of his glory 💟

(And by all of his glory, I mean baggy sweatpants) May or may not be inspired by a ficlet by @iamthecomet

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GHOST the Papa's starring in an 80s horror film anthology.

insp: x, x, x / temp

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Happy Valentine’s Day 💖

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a view from the spire? in this economy?

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Valentine's with Copia !

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Sooooooo Banana upgraded her iPad, but must now wait until Friday for a cable to come so she can connect her pencil. In an attempt to find the silver lining, this provides the opportunity to poll what people want to see for the first drawing of the new iPad. I’ll list three options, but if there are others you wanna see, go ahead and tag/ask and I’ll see what I can do! It’s gonna kill me to wait until Friday to draw…….

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Phantom: i believe in you! Swiss, about to prank Dew: thank you Swiss: your faith may be completely misguided, but you have my sincerest thanks nonetheless

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The first time Aurora held Mountain's hand during final bows, she looked up and gawked at the comparison. Her hands looked dainty compared to his, and he could've made it disappear in his closed fist if he wanted.

And backstage, she asks to see his hand again. Shyly, softly, in a way that makes Mountain's throat go dry.

Aurora lays her hand in his and stares at it for a few silent minutes, before shifting her focus to the rough parts of his palms, the little scars on his fingers from years spent gloveless in the greenhouse, the way his veins shifted under his skin when she turned them over.

He asks what she's doing, what's caught her interest as she ghosts a perfectly manicured nail along the soft lines in his palm.

And she shrugs.

"I just think you've got pretty hands."

Mountain can't help how rosey his cheeks go.

Pretty.

Nobody’s ever described him as pretty.

Even after she kisses his knuckles and hurries off to answer Phantom's calls, he sits there fixated on the places she'd touched. Trying to follow the path she'd traced along his skin. He also can't help the little grin that creeps onto his face.

He had pretty hands.

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phantom, after a stressful show: I need something strong to take the edge off ...

phantom, opening a bag of haribo gummy frogs, stuffing a handful in his mouth, closing his eyes: fuck that's the good shit

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who‘s up, ready to glorify and glamorise the disgusting and sacrilegious with me?

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when your dad is posing you and your partner for prom photos