Painted-clovers - -With Love, Clover!

Hello hai hai this is p2:)

Hello!! *drops him off*

This is P2, a silly guy who lives with the ferryman ^u^

I love em

Adorable so cute rifbrhfhr

Have at thee! Into the oc soup!

Full of whimsy and wrath

hhhrrghh I LOVE HERRR!! <33

Rando i love you forever THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR MAKING THISSS ((o(>∇<)o))

Streetcleaner in clothes doodles!!

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dream girl

Au where Minos' prime soul returns to his original, decimated body after it dissipated

Him huddling over the husks, using his body as shelter... He couldn't even soothe them, too overcome with horror at himself. He just stared at them and cried.

They gathered before him, and he dared not to reach for them.

Eventually, one husk step forward and held their arms out to him. Carefully, so very carefully, he lowered a hand to them and they hugged his finger, just like they did the day he died.

His hands were horribly disfigured and covered in untold amounts of blood, yet the motions were so familiar when he traced their face with a fingertip.

Days blend one into another as they find shelter in the ruined city. It hurt him to leave them, but he roamed the layer, seeking survivors. Every shadow that fled from him is another knife in his heart, but he persevered. He had to.

It never got quite crowded at their little refuge, but there's enough husks that the sound of people stopped getting drowned out by the howling winds. They cleaned out rooms and held each other and grieved for countless bodies. Minos knelt before the seemingly eternal pyre and ran through prayer after prayer until his mangled vocal chords gave out.

Still, he did not feel any closer to forgiveness.

Minos can barely talk with his death wounds, but he hums all the time. Lullabies, elegies, old love songs from the city's heydays. The husks join in with whatever sound they can make. Just as often, they screech melodies and make him sing along, rowdy bar songs and ballads full of dirty jokes, trying to make him laugh.

He's turned rather touch aversed, because sometimes when he's holding his people, his muscle memory reminded him of how it feels to crush them in his hands. He tolerated his people's affections because he had to be there for them.

And the universe said I love you because you are love.

woah wow pinned post..

Meowdy!! Call me Clover :3

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Agony one coming soon

Small sketch with a mouse in paint

Put whatever you want in the left side♥️

UHM UHM!! HIII MY MUTUAL JPEG!! i was wondering if youre taking requests? iiiiif so could u mkae objectum crayon art, like objectum around centered around crayons.. i love crayons

well sure