DEDICATED HENRATURRA POST;

[vecna]

(( when the sun sets, we're both the same ))

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[vecna]

[it's okay they're too dumb to overthink it]

Isn't that how it works? Time makes the heart grow fonder. That's what happened between you and me, after all.

[velluminous]

[ local wizard having difficulty ascribing full emotional complexity to mushroom sons ]

That was little bit different, don't you think?

[vecna]

[ ⭐️ ]

And how? Just because one's romantic and the other is familial, it doesn't mean the process is much different. Though... maybe I had to work a lot harder than they did.

[That's because we're cuter than Henwy!

Wow. The blunt force honesty of children.]

[velluminous]

[ immediately: ] They are quite cute.

[vecna]

[Whether or not she's teasing him, he accepts that answer with hidden glee, because getting an admission from Sprezzatura like that feels rare.]

Cuter than me?

[remember the spider owo face? he's doing it again]

[velluminous]

[ WHY ]

You, as grown man, wish to be cute?

[vecna]

[Because it’s fun to tease her.]

To you.

[velluminous]

You are many things to me.

[vecna]

[Ohh?]

Oh? Such as?

[velluminous]

[ she reaches out... and dusts off a little more snow from his crown. ]

My snow king.

[vecna]

[nnnoooo CRITICAL HIT

The warmth he feels might melt all the smoke away, anyhow. He leans in, all attempts to tease now replaced with sincerity.]

With his snowball queen.

[a beautifully devilish one]

[velluminous]

[ ehe ] You have been wanting for me to say something like this, hm?

[vecna]

[A kiss. Mwah. The little mushroom in her lap giggles.]

And if I said I was? I love any kind of compliment that I get from you.

[velluminous]

[ wiggles her fingers around that little mushroom body, in direct response to that giggle.

she knows she doesn't communicate it enough. but she doesn't know how to change it, either.

so, instead, she simply flops down into the snowbank, too, in her full furs. ]

Lyubimy.

[vecna]

[And is she taking the mushroom with her? Either way: Woah! Haha!

Henry looks down at her, settling into a proper sit in the snow, too. It’s cold and kicked-up from their snowball fight, but strangely serene besides.]

What is it?

[velluminous]

[ yes, with mushroom son! she holds him close and bundled to her chest. ]

I want tea and foot massage.

[vecna]

[He is the coziest mushroom son known to man. The other two try to scramble into Henry’s lap, now, wanting equal attention. He easily scoops them up, one in each arm.]

Then we should all go back inside, hm? Tea sounds nice.

[velluminous]

[ as she rises, ] But not other part?

[vecna]

The other part, too.

[Up she goes with the gentle help of his powers.]

You know I can’t help but spoil you.

[velluminous]

[ oop! lifted. ]

It is not spoiling.

[vecna]

[Snow dusts off of her and the mushroom still in her arms.]

No? Then what is it?

[velluminous]

My due.

[vecna]

You’re due a foot rub?

[Girl.]

Well, come on, then. Let me tend to my duties — that, included.

[Time to head back inside!]

[velluminous]

[ as he moves past her to go inside, she bends down, cuddling the mushroom in the crook of her arm, and picks up another loose snowball and pelts him in the back with it ]

[vecna]

[A;KSDFAK BETRAYAL

It's a direct hit because he definitely wasn't expecting it. The mushrooms he's carrying yell playfully, something along the lines of, We're still under attack!!

The one in her arms just laughs uncontrollably at the stunt Sprezzatura's pulled.]

I see how it is.

[Henry is going to... RUN INSIDE, THEN, spraying up snow telekinetically to douse her with it as he departs. Look at this long-legged twink go.]