#kirrill

[nathservyorin]

I finally have tumblr!!!! 💥💥💥

All characters belong to Dubuk

[nathservyorin]

Vittorino and mortis game idk

[du-buk]

Album redraw with my old men ocs💙 we have starting from the top right, and working counter-clockwise wise;

1. Yeil 2. Leon 3. Kirrill 4. Nanuq 5. Sealboy 1

[du-buk]

Concept art for ocs

[du-buk]

i lovee ur.. oldl men ocs.. they soo.. /pos

Ohhh.... Kirrill would love hearing that:,D Maybe not so much being called old, but, hey.... a compliment's a compliment, right?

[du-buk]

I loveeee Kirrill

Thanks anon! I was afraid no one would like him at a first glance because he’s old and balding….. but I believe he has so much potential for a great character story ✨🐻

[elknin]

DOES KIRRILL REMEMBER BREIR AND KYRIZE!? DOES HE FEEL ANY REMORSE. REEEEMOOOOORSSSEEEEEE.

The blue skinned malestared at the recording scanbot for a moment, then down at his tea…then backat the scanbot, ears slowly lowering as the question was repeated, a snarlreverberating in his chest as he felt the urge to answer. And to actually answertruthfully. He’d bring his tea up to his nose and deeply inhale the scent ofit, baring fangs as he caught scent of the truth serum, the cup and theoffending tea flung across the bar.

"Of course Iremember!" He’d bite out, reaching up and grabbing at one of the scanbotsprotruding pieces of metal, bringing it closer to him "Do I feel remorsethat I helped someone get two people into a situation I have found myself intime and time again?" he’d question, snarls quietening, gloved handstightening their grip on the scanbot, face grim.

"Yes," waswhispered, almost too quiet to catch, though the scanbot moved closer in orderto "..get out of my sight. Get out get out get out!" he’d bark out atthe bot, the scanbot quickly hovering away, turning back to find the malehunched over the counter, palms pressed against his eyes, head in his hands.

[elknin]

ѻ Rocio and Kirrill please. Please please please

The bar seemed to be rather busy tonight, the blue skinned, white haired male wondering why on nexus he’d decided to come here with things as busy as they were, moving past crowds of boisterous granok and cuddly aurin, squintingalittle. Definitely not the best place to be. Intending on leaving the joint,datachron tucked under his right arm he’d have to walk over to where several patronswere holding drinking games and contests, ears flattening against his skull.

With a heavy handed sigh he’d make his way over, careful that no onetouched him, tail curled almost squirrel style in order to keep it from beinggrabbed or tugged…or trod upon. As a drunk female staggered into view he’dgive pause, anger flaring as she giggled at him and grabbed at his arm,suddenly finding metal around his wrist “Hey n-” was exclaimed, angerflaring as she quickly attached the other end to another blue skinned male anddarted off, hidden amongst all the bodies at the bar.

He’d glare at the other aurin’s back, tugging sharply on his end of thecuffs, breathing quickening “We have a problem.”