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✦ roleplay blog of the Easter Bunny & Guardian of Hope ✦

✦ E. Aster Bunnymund ✦

portrayal inspired by dreamwork's rise of the guardians, guardians of childhood books & folklore mythology. OC & crossover friendly. selective. adults (18+) only. ✦ believed in by Z. ✦ ✦ RULES ✦

#easterpookan #self promo

juanmaodepp

Trick or treat !

Life uh finds a way

#{ oh look i can draw }#bunnymund #;pookan #{ recently rewatched jurassic park and something POSSESSED ME }#{ yay it me the sloppy bunnymund doodle guy. im b ac k bby }#e aster bunnymund #rotg

whimzycle

Ssshh. They're gossiping.

#{ YES }#{ Aster a massive gossip fr }#{ oh i just like ta listen in ah'm not a real gossip bUT DID YA HEAR ABOUT THIS - }#{ he mostly listen but he also yap }#;pookan

and-fishing-equipment

sorry but someone assuming you have "left a fandom" when you don't post about it a lot anymore feels like bilbo coming home to the sackville bagginses having him presumed dead and selling all his stuff. girl i was just on a little quest????

#{ ooc. }#{ lmao like girl i was depressed }

brightchill

"I'm better when when you don't twitch," He admits, pulling his hoodie sleeve over most of his palm to shield Bunny from his icy fingers. "But I think I'm not bad. I have to paint frost on literally everything once a year. The skills transfer."

And he's quick about it, which is a blessing for Aster right at this moment. One, two, three- nail done. One two three- next nail. Adjust the hold he has, then follow up with the pointer and thumb- the polish itself is getting kind of sticky and gummy just because he's the one holding the bottle, but it seems like he's doing a decent job.

"Painting's fun," He admits. "I don't usually have the stuff for it and I have to make sure I'm calm, but... It's definitely a good way to pass some time."

easterpookan

Eyes follow Jack's swift and nimble movements as claw by claw the Pooka is neatly glittered. Properly trained by Sophie at this point the large rabbit is careful not to move an inch, only breaking to wriggle a digit once Jack is finished with it. The light catches the glitter with a bright winking gleam that mocks him. "Every now and then I forget you're a bit of an artist yaself in that regard."

"It true about ya paintin' the leaves for fall as well? All orange and red and such?" He huffs a breath of air over his newly painted claws before giving them a shake. Cold and air truly did speed up the process well, lucky him.

#brightchill

thingsfromthedirt

#{ LOOK HOW HECKIN C U T E }

cheruib

obsessed with these green things called trees

#;this is aster #;musings

brightchill

easterpookan replied to your post:

"Your work had bettah top Sophie's - kid always gets it in my fur SOMEHOW."

"Just don't wriggle," Jack admonishes, though it might be a tall order for Bunny. Guy doesn't like the cold, and he's just been volunteered to have his bare paw pads handled by the entity with the coldest hands this side of the hemisphere. "And we'll see what happens."

He pulls the other down to the ground and sits cross-legged, uncapping the polish before making sure his grip on the other's arm is solid. Then he starts brushing with tiny, even strokes.

easterpookan

With a long suffering sigh and an immense amount of grumbling at his fate Bunnymund allowed himself to be tugged to the ground with a graceless flop. Honestly he should have known better - go in to set up a prank on North and instead find himself wrangled into nonsense with Jack. Typical. "Light touch with the glitter won't ya, mate? Get enough of the stuff in mah fur from the river in my Warren as it is."

At least he doesn't need to fold himself up as much with Jack, who is considerably taller than little Sophie. He is however MUCH colder than she is. Bunny hisses ever so slightly at the cold touch before adjusting. "Was rather hopin' ta come back and find the elves or North glittered up. Not this. Are ya any good?"

#brightchill #{ bunny: u better make me look GOOD. i have STANDARDS }

sweetoothgirl

Earl Grey Stained Glass Floral Cookies Vegan Gluten Free

#;food #{ DELICIOUS }

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE DARING ME TO TRY IT!" Jack cries, coughing in a desperate attempt to get the burn of the alcohol from his lungs and chest. "What else does someone do with a random glass of alcohol??"

Aw, poor Bunny. North has baths, if that helps, but he's gonna be a very soggy rabbit for a bit afterwards. "WHY DO PEOPLE DRINK THIS. AT LEAST IN BAKING AND COOKING YOU CAN'T TASTE IT."

"I MEANT GO MESS WITH THE ELVES, YA DAG." Bunny can only growl and grumble in disgust as he attempts to wipe the most of the sticky frost solution from his fur. "This is gonna take ages ta scrub out. Cripes." He scoops a bit of the sludgy orange frost and flicks it neatly back into Jack's face with a scoff. "Its for those who've burnt their taste buds or sense of taste away yonks ago. Basically - North. Its near ruddy GASOLINE."

#brightchill

What song do you associate with your muse the most?

okay i love this question but also i have struggled cuz i literally have so many songs i listen to when thinking of bunnymund. Harpy Hare - Yaelokre Sleeping Giants - The Crane Wives Starlight Brigade - TWRP, Dan Avidan Run Boy Run - Woodkid Stargazing - Myles Smith Eternity - Alex Warren honestly i listen to music that makes me wanna run in fields under stars and just get lost or simply run to kick ass. its a mix lol

#{ and of course eternity cuz it fuckin HURRTTS }#{ ooc. }

“ do flowers really taste that good, man? is it any sweet? ”

"Hey don't knock 'em til ya try 'em, mate. Sweet pea flowers and rose petals are pretty sweet tastin'. Ya might even like 'em - and Toothy won't get on ya about sugar and all that."

#nosenipped #{ do it jack. bite the flower. }

...technically, he isn't SUPPOSED to have any of the vodka. There are always better things to drink and North takes some form of care to discourage it, as a somewhat responsible adult.

But Jack DOES love bending rules. So he snags the glass, and sniffs at it himself-

Eugh. Bitter. Awful. But like, he's cool. He's HIP. 300 plus years old, even. Yeah, he sprays his first mouthful out on reflex. It shoots out like alcoholic shave ice and IT TASTES BAD.

"I meant go cause havoc with the elves mate - not ruddy DRINK it yasel-" and its far too late as Bunnymund is caught in the rather violent spray of orange juice, vodka and frost spit that coats his precious fur in the worst dusting of ice. He yelps and nearly flies up into the ceiling with a bound of disgust, paws already slapping away at what will undoubtedly be a horrific sticky mess in his fur. "I warned ya - North got ta it! What did ya think that meant??"

#brightchill #{ e W ROOD }

me: i dont think i have the muse much anymo - *sees a rabbit eating a flower* me: well now wait a second

#{ ooc. }#{ i am somewhat back in the building }

why are you drinking nail polish remover

"Well it was meant ta be a ruddy orange juice but as ya can clearly smell, NORTH got his mitts on it with the vodka. Ah've made at least three elfs faint from a whiff of it." As a means to illustrate his point Bunnymund wafts the cup under a nearby unsuspecting elf - a plummeting jingle swiftly followed after the unfortunate creature risked an unhealthy sniff of the beverage. "Here have at it, mate. Go nuts."

#brightchill #{ bunny an agent of chaos as soon as he steps foot into the Pole }#{ heck em up jacky boy }#{ ALSO HI HELLO }

im getting back into the swing of drawing the best bun again bunny and flowers amirite?

#e aster bunnymund #;pookan #{ oh look i can draw }#{ i just wanna draw him chompin flowers suddenly lmao }#rotg

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