#snowtunes

[curiositydriiven]

@snowtunes liked for a starter

“Oh my gosh! I love love love your mane!”

Silverstream practically rammed into the other, eyes wide with an obvious delight. She couldn’t help the excitement that went through her as she essentially grabbed a small lock of the others mane, a wide grin on her face.

[ask-tay-relic]

“Thank you so much though little one, we’re both very pretty - though you have me beat in the cute factor!”

@snowtunes

Someday I’ll get out of the habit of sketching everything lol]

[yourhexbreaker-blog]

@snowtunes​ cont. of (x)

The sudden kiss was not something Hex was expecting. Of course, with a mare that cute, how could he possibly complain? The tiniest of light pink blushes dusted his cheeks as he looked over her. And to think, he’d only been shopping for last minute veggie stew ingredients. 

“Oh, dear. But you forgot part of that tradition,” he cooed out, eyes falling half lidded as he looked her over. Or rather, the single eye that she could see. “We’re supposed to kiss each other at the same time.”

Okay so maaaaybe that was just an excuse to get to properly kiss her. Without hesitation, Hex leaned in to press his lips against her own for a longer, but still soft and sweet, kiss. 

“Happy Hearth’s Warming~” He whispered once they had parted. 

And with that he started to slowly saunter away; honestly hoping that she’d follow along. 

[yourhexbreaker-blog]

@snowtunes cont. of (x)

Hex’s vision was quite blurry, which honestly wasn’t good when one only had one good eye to see through as it was. He groaned, reaching to rub his own cheeks before giving a loud, squeaky hiccup. 

“Iwannagohome,” he slurred out in a whine, almost all as one word. 

Needless to say, this was what happened when a lightweight was forced to take shots.

[scattandohuub]

Vandaag namen we op met Snowtunes voor de promotievideo. Heb jij ze al gehoord? Luister naar een voorproefje tijdens de online KerstQuiz op 19 december. Tickets: www.scattandotickets.nl • #scattando #admiraalszaal #kerstquiz #snowtunes #geertruidenberg #oosterhout #waalwijk #brabant #altena #kerstmis #kerstman #santa (at Admiraalszaal) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIthAV-DHqx/?igshid=1d9jazewvxq40

[mzcain27]

Idk how many of you would even be able to go if you wanted to but my band Fvceless is playing a festival. Called Snowtunes. Im just putting this everywhere cos we’re hyped the lineup finally dropped and we’re playing with some rad fucking bands like THE RUBENS AND VERA BLUE LIKE HOLY SHIT.

Anyway. Just spreadin the word. If you wanna come through please do. We’d like that

[multicoloredspider-andfriends]

“don’t do that. don’t shut me out.” (to painted prize if that's okay?? we were doing stuff on discord with our muses before so?? ye)

Post-Trauma Sentences [x]

The unicorn almost seemed to shrink back at the accusation, her eyes lowering to not look at the other pony. She felt cornered, almost. Like she was being ganged up on. But...that was stupid. It was foolish. She wasn’t being ganged up on. This wasn’t like it’d been with others in the past.

“...It’s hard. To open up. Even to you, sometimes...”

[tricks-up-my-sleeve]

@snowtunes liked for a starter!

✰ ━ The performer exited the pub in a huff, making sure to slam the door as she left - quite aware that she wasn’t helping the scene that was made. Feeling a bit out of spirits due to a lonely nagging feeling brought on by travelling, she figured a drink or two wouldn’t hurt. That was true enough, of course, but she hadn’t expected mistreatment.

The unicorn muttered some swear words under her breath now that she stood outside the door, recounting what had happened. After - admittedly but justifiably rudely - reclining a stallion’s attempts to take her home, she honestly didn’t expect him to use her past against her. That was all fine and good, only slightly hurtful, until his buddies got in on it and she couldn’t keep up. She’d left her half empty glass where it was, her face red from anger and the embarrassment of not being able to defend herself for more than a few minutes.

Now, feeling the cool night air, she took a deep breath and sat down, rubbing her forehead with a hoof. ..Out of the corner of her eye, though, she saw another pony come outside. Thankfully, it wasn’t anyone who was heckling her earlier - even though she’d still prefer to be alone. She recognized her as the mare who had been singing when she arrived, before the incident. Upon closer inspection, she looked.. a bit different than any other pony she’d seen.

Realizing that she’d been staring awkwardly for a bit too long, she begrudgingly realized she probably should say something. ❝ Hi. Don’t mind me. ❞ She muttered in an unenthused tone, looking away again. ❝ I’m about to leave. ❞ ━ ✰