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“how long has it been since the stars shined this bright?

he goes unnoticed from his own home amongst the night sky, but it’s because of him that the stars shine brighter for you.”

two sentences from an abandoned wip that i turned as a basis for this drabble

Sometimes, Kurona Ranze finds himself strangely lonely.

He’s not supposed to feel this way - after all, he is the keeper of the stars; the comforting glow they constantly give off is more than enough company for him - yet he still does.

It’s a strange thing, loneliness, the way one so desperately yearns for the company of something but the way one mostly never finds solace they are content with.

Letting go a single bright yellow star to make way for his thoughts, Kurona can’t help but fidget with the long yet slender threads in his hands that seem to glide and swish in the nether like smooth fish through dashing waters.

What are they searching for?

Amongst the garden of lost stars where the seedlings of wishes grow, he realises the seed of the yellow star he’s given away has sprouted with a singular hope.

Maybe they’re searching for a wish.

So he peers over from the forever incomplete blanket of abyssal dreams he’s carefully woven from the unfulfilled wishes from those who pray upon fallen stars, and he finds a mortal below picking their way through the dark of Night.

Unravelling the sprout carefully, Kurona reads the wish of the yellow star.

Guide me through the night, it asks, and to oblige, he opens up his heart and takes some starfire to give to the stars - something he hasn’t done in so long that it almost feels foreign. The stars, starved of the flames that live inside Kurona’s heart, instantaneously brighten.

As the constellations cast a happy twinkle on the Land to easily guide their way, Kurona knows that when he watches their figure traipse back home - he is not lonely anymore.

He decides to give some more starfire.

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HOLY MOLY!!

BECAUSE I AM A MEMORY.

directed by @effulgentfireflies. inspired by ‘like a movie’ by b1a4 and ‘movie’ by junny.

DETAILS:

a blue lock otome route game set around memories, whether it be long-cherished, forgotten, appreciative, driven by rivalry, or a constant one in your life. each character will have two possible endings, all starting with a common 1 part - the beginning. however, the “true ending” route will have an epilogue !!

SYNOPSIS:

The childhood friend long gone to carve their own path into the world, a stranger you passed by on the street years ago without a further thought, the kind boy who handed you a bandaid when you tripped over, a random guy who beat your coveted high score at the local arcade, and even the person who tosses a coin into the wishing fountain everyday — fate brings all sorts of people together, but love can never come easy.

CAST:

BACHIRA MEGURU as the mysterious stranger MICHAEL KAISER as the childhood friend ITOSHI RIN as the wishing person ISAGI YOICHI as the playground boy NAGI SEISHIRŌ as the arcade gamer READER as the bringer of fate

PLAY?

coming to theatres soon. want a notification when it’s out? send an ask or a dm to the director, at no cost but a minute of your time!

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AND HE THINKS— maybe being a human isn’t so bad.

scaramouche/wanderer x gn!reader. 430 words. fluff + angst? not requested.

Scaramouche has always liked the time between night and day when the twinkling stars adorning the ebony sky begin to slowly blink out of sight, when the shadows make way for the azure sky; donning various shades of rose, lilac, and ochre in the process, and when he has the rather feeble excuse to spend time with you by awakening early for the day to catch fish.

It’s probably this way he’s grown to enjoy the distinctive taste of fish, he thinks with an accidental smile, watching you toss the worn fishing net onto the constantly rippling water. Not that he’d admit it to anyone anyway.

The only thing he can hear in the early strains of the morning is the soft splashing of the small wooden boat, but if he’s intent enough, he can catch the sound of your breaths.

A sign that you’re real, and with him - not just some fever dream he’s conjured up deliriously in search of feeling something special.

Maybe it’s that feeling, nestled deep inside of him, no matter how much he tries to quench it, that makes him realise that he’d be willing to admit anything to a someone, and for once in his life, it wouldn’t be for his mother.

What is this feeling?

He gazes at you again, slightly rocking from side to side in rhythm with the boat, smooth lacquer brushing the tips of his hands. No matter how much he racks his brain for a rational response to the way he can’t stop his peach lips from curving into a grin whenever he sees you, the answer won’t come, but he thinks that he’s content with it - even despite his inner hatred for anything he can feel.

“Is there something wrong, Scaramouche? You’ve been watching me for a while.”

And you have to glance at him with that smile - oh, that bright, shining smile! - and as the sun, similar in radiance to that grin of yours but duller in its complexion, peeks over the horizon in anticipation, Scaramouche realises just what he’s feeling.

Yet he cannot bring himself to say a word, for the fear of being tossed aside and left as a failure again far outweighs the desperate need to tell you those three vital words; and so he chooses another three instead.

“Nothing. Don’t worry.”

He suffices for letting the true three words echo in his head, again and again, until the day he can finally tell you - and with that in mind, he turns his head to face the comforting caress of the rising sun.

I love you.

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Vietnamese Oliver Aiku headcanons

Warning - mentions of food | aiku being a lil bitch |

Wasian Boy Aiku my beloathed and beloved

Oliver Aiku is the peak Kevin Nguyen meme 

That slightly overgrown guy hair with the fade underneath? Yeah that would be Aiku’s hair canon (Nomura-sensei told me himself via email)

 He has a dainty silver chain that sits so pretty on his collar bone (salivates 🤤🤤🤤🤤) 

 Aiku has his ears pierced with golden/silver studs usually, sometimes he wears pretty dangly earrings with a little jade in them for taking girls out or special occasions 

He gives out li xis to little kids (red envelope)

 He wears Louis vuitton dress shirts and with air forces and and with the silver chain with a jade pendant his grandma gave him back in Vietnam

She also gave him a jade bracelet, jade rings, jade earrings, and jade necklaces (he's the favorite grandchild for her because Aiku looks like her late-husband)

 your not vietnamese if you don’t eat sriracha sauce at least with your rice at times or pho or any dish /j

luckily spice whore Aiku does because he puts that sauce on everything he eats

he eats sriracha with his rice and his ramyun and his noodle dishes and rice dishes and on french fries and steak (steak with rice and mix of ketchup/sriracha is god tier) 

 He’ll even carry it around in his travels when airplane food is too bland or if a dish needs a lil kick (just imagine him whipping out a mini bottle of sriracha in the middle of his dinner date like “don’t worry babe i gotchu’ :squirts way too much sauce on:

 speaking of which, his fav viet dish is bun bo hue I don’t make the rules yes I do 

The blood in the soup? He fucks with that (if he can like salted squid innards on his rice then I can see he looks blood bloods in bun bo hue) 

He also likes bun rieu with many fish balls 

Aiku can down cups of Che (those little crunchy red things are so good)

Durian. The only fruit ever. Aiku loves it, his mother’s side of the family loves it (she’s half Japanese/Vietnamese while his dad is Swedish/German another hc ) whether it’s frozen or fresh chopped in the motherland itself Aiku will never pass Durian (it doesn’t smell like garbage when frozen its similar to  creamy ice cream with a tang) 

Okay when you go to a family viet party you will never not find Heinekens/Coronas, weed, dads smoking outside, moms surrounding each other in the kitchen, teens upstairs somewhere on their phones, and the little kids running around 

Where Aiku falls under that category is all of them he fits anywhere he feels like 

Oliver Aiku is the master of laughing loudly with the dads/uncles and karaoking with them cause what viet party is without music/obnoxious singing? 

IT'S THE KIND TO WRING IN YOUR EAR

TO LEAK THROUGH THE WALLS 

No but aiku can sing for real I know he’s been through way too many karaoke dates throughout his teen years not to develop his vocal skills 

But then again, that is when he wants to impress pretty girls 

This was belting out to vietnamese songs with a bunch of drunk uncles, shoulder to shoulder as their voices cry out the most sappy or sad song you can find 

you can find him listening to the mums gossip, pinching his cheeks about “OZOUII WHEN YOU GETTING MARRIED WITH GIRL HUH” “here! Have this cream for your skin it's so good for cracked skin like yours Olivber” “You want a haircut? I’ll give you discount eh?” 

When the anties ever say ANYTHING about girls he just smiles awkwardly and nods cause its the hoe life or no life for him 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

If he’s chilling with the teens then they’re playing video games no questions asked (i am projecting this is what my viet friends do at any gathering) 

HE LIFTS UP THE LITTLE KIDS IF THEY ASK OK AIKU IS GOOD WITH KIDS FACTS 

He stacks plates and all the aunties/moms keep pushing him to take home whatever was made for every fam party (bao, spring rolls, che, bun bo nam bo, the world yknow?) oh and a BUNCH of fruits 

Mango, mangosteen, rose apples, grapes 

If you don’t know what mangosteen is all you need to know is that it has a shell that you need to either break between your hands, open with a knife or smush it against a hard surface 

OKOKOK when lunar new years roll around you know the drill 

All the heavy duty Josie cleaning stuff Aiku does 

(Idk if its just my family but boiling dried grapefruit skin in a very large pot to bath in before lunar new years to bring good luck and all) 

Aiku playing bao cua tom ca (it means bag, crab, fish, lobster, chief) 

It’s a gambling game with coins and a die and let me tell you

AIku goes hard on the gambling 

All coins in, hes betting like he doesn’t have a mama to care for and he does well for himself (it really depends on how many drinks he has for the time being) 

HE IS THE BANK MATERIAL GUUUURRL ✨💅👯‍♀️

Aiku is the designated labor hound in the family 

Groceries in the car? Don’t worry Aiku’s single handedly doing one trip AND the rice bags back and forth 

Need a huge vat of bone marrow to make pho? No problem aiku is lifting it to the kitchen already

Aiku gets so overworked over new years 

His compensation is the food and girls in ao dai for him to flirt with (which his relatives try to set him up and scold him if he makes them pissed off,,,,,one even tried to pull out a rice paddle from the kitchen to smack his ass) 

SPEAKING OF– 

AIKU IN AN AO GAM 

Him in like a black one with golden embroiderment and the pattern is like snacks or clouds ooooo him in a blue one or white one I'm screeching 

He’s sent out as a human sacrifice to light the fire crackers lol 

His mom has the stereotypical job of nail technician, which meant that little aiku had to be dragged to his mother’s workplace that she owns  

He either sat in the pedicure seats, in the back with shrimp chips or actually helping his mom

He knows how to file nails, do the basic coats and even jeweling

His mom’s coworkers would fawn at him and give him candies at the cash register 

Now they bully him about his present hair whenever he visits the nail salon 

A typical convo between mother and son:

 “Aye, why is your hair so messy and long?! You a world star soccer player and you look homeless!!”

 “mę it's not thaaaaat bad–” 

“No it looks like you don’t shower get haircut I will do okay-” 

“MĘĘĘĘ THIS IS HOW I GET GIRLS”

 “BOY YOU TOLD ME YOU CHEAT LAST TIME AT THE KARAOKE WITH YOUR FRIENDS HOW IS THAT GETTING ANY GIRL TO MARRY?!!”

 “MARRY!? IM 19–“ 

“MY FRIEND HAS A DAUGHTER WHO GOES TO VERY GOOD UNIVERSITY YOU SHOULD MEET” 

and so on in berating viet from aiku’s mother 

I JUST THOUGHT OF THIS Aiku calls his dad otou-san/pappa (apparently the swedish say papa like that) and his mom mę/kaa-san (viet way of mom) 

His place has a box of tiger balm and that eagle oil and salonpas (okay so i have a thing the patched up look and aiku using them around his sore muscles ouchie mama)

When he helps to make spring rolls they are overstuffed so he has to double rice sheets lmaooo

Even his 12 year old cousins make prettier ones than him its pathetic 

This guy. LOVES WITH HIS WHOLE MAN BOOBIES viet coffee ok it just hits different 

He has the coffee drip, condense milk, the viet coffee his mom gives him when he visits her, blasts a viet love song and vibes 

Okay the most traumatizing thing after his ideals being crushed was definitely viet school (every saturday from 9am to 12pm) 

All the lessons and repetitive worksheets and the dances in the gym 💀 💀 

In elementary he was in a viet youth group (he was a lion dancer don’t ask) as well along with viet school and soccer practice (lmao overworked Asian kid) 

Aiku’s bubble tea order is a bit basic. He just orders regular bubble tea with reduced sugar and less ice or any kind with coffee in it (pov your on a boba date with Aiku and you try each other’s drinks omg should be me) 

He gets dragged around by his mom in malls for clothing like he’ll be sitting in the store seats while she looks at articles of clothing lined up and hold up any clothes that would fit her son, “Em oy! Look at these jeans, try them on!” “Mm okay Mę 😞” (they’ve been at the same store for 1½ hours) 

His wallet has a few credit cards, a debit card, numbers from various girls and the most important…A COSTCO CARD 

he has one for the cheap gas cause he may like 15,000,000 yen in a single neo league match from soccer teams but anything for a bargain 

He hits on the older ladies at the meat section of Costco 🙃🥴😎 (“aha can I get your snapchat mamas?”)

He likes the lemon ginger kombucha and usually tries to grab as many samples as he can (if he has siblings then he bribes them to give their portion) 

Whenever the u-20 team has to fly out for a match or travel Aiku downloads shows/drama to pass the time

Only, they’re all in vietnamese dub so the team is just so confused what their captain is watching and whenever they try to ask him what’s happening on screen he fucks with them saying shit like,

“Oh the husband is currently homeless right now due to the wife marrying a goose.”

what. 

Yeah whoever sits next to Aiku during travel times watches his shows with him and just makes up what characters say it’s very fun 

he has photos when he was younger wearing the ugliest character shirts with a lighting bolt fade on the side of his hair posing like the power rangers  

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reposting this again because kurona deserves more love (and dia is going stir crazy with the lack of content)

Under Stars

Tagging – @anzepanpan | @sophiethewitch1 | @effulgentfireflies | @mcdonaldsnumberone

Gender neutral reader (they/them)  

Warning – none 

The bass felt right in Kurona's hand. The atmosphere around the crowd was electrifying and rowdy. Kurona’s fellow members of the band were practically feeding from it. He could tell Isagi was getting hyped by the riffs he belted out from his guitar on his right. Yukimiya was farther away from him but the thunderous chords he strummed made him feel surrounded. Not to mention Kunigami, he was practically bashing in the drum kits. He was afraid that all the backup sticks were gonna end up broken by the next set. 

Sweat was forming at his brow from the lights of blue and purple illuminated his band members. It was his turn to choose what color scheme was going to be for tonight’s show and he wanted them to be reminiscent of space, to which made Isagi and Kunigami groan slightly; Yukimiya was more supportive of his choices.

As he sang back vocals with his lip chain moving to the rhythms, fingers moving by memory to the chords of tonight's current song, ‘Planet Hotline’.

Everything was going well. Everything was doing good: so…why weren't you there? 

All that filled Kurona's mind was looking for you in the crowd that filled the rented venue. Where are they? 

He scanned the people most noticeable out front. Many were singing along to the song, some were dancing, a pair of two were straight up making out and one was recording the band performing with their phone, but you were nowhere. 

Did you get held up at work? Did some sort of family emergency come up and you had to help? 

...Did you decide the show wasn’t worth going too…? 

As the song ends, Isagi announced they were going to take a small break for water and equipment check to the audience’s chattering protests. Yukimiya, on his mic, reminded the crowd it would only be 20 minutes until the next set with the kind reminder to hydrate, use the washroom, and eat a snack while they were out. Fans bursted out in shouts when Yuki’s dazzling smile was directed towards them.

His mind only could think about texting you, calling you to see if you were okay, questioning about what happened that you hadn't been to the concert he was (secretly) excited to play for with his band. To play for you.

Before entering the backroom with his group, Kurona dropped to one knee to retie a loose boot lace, his 1460 slip resistant steel toe Doc Martens. Reliable and sturdy for standing hours on a humid stage. Glancing at the little charm of the constellation of Andromeda ‘The Galactic Rose' clipped to the back of his boots why he let you put it there was still debatable, Kurona thought of the explanation of why you chose this specific charm from an Etsy store you randomly found in his librarian job.

—

"Did you know that when galaxies come too close together, their mutual gravitational pulls drag at their shape, pulling them out of true?" 

Kurona, who was putting away returned books back to their rightful shelves, blinked a few times at the sudden explanation, "No, I did not know that." You handed him some non-fiction books from the rolling cart which he quickly grabbed from you, his callous hands brushing against your supple ones. 

"Well, guess what? This is for you–wait give me a second…" You quickly grabbed your bag to pull out the so-called ‘this’, which seemed to be giving you quite the frown in concentration. 

Realizing that it would take a while for you to search for whatever you had in that bag, Kurona slipped off his reading glasses to clean the lenses. I should really do that more often… 

His glasses had thin, gold, metal framing with a matching golden chain of stars with a set of the sun and moon to complete the theme. Readjusting his glasses back to the bridge of his indented nose and looking back at you, all that was thrusted towards him was an acrylic keychain of a galaxy that was similar to a rose. 

He admitted it was a beautiful piece of art. All of it had soft swirls of blue and pink and hints of brown in the middle, some shining stars dotted around; it really looked like a rose. "It’s pretty. Why did you get me this?" 

At his words you seemed to become flustered, eyes scanning the books, occupying the shelves and your focus on him, "W-well I just–that...we’re close and all, and reading about how these two galaxies had their mutual gravity so out of place their entire being gets reformed in a way...I thought it was like you and me in a way..." 

Cute. So cute. You were the cutest you've ever been to him right there in the non-fiction area. 

As if you are a blackhole consuming everything in its touch, Kurona was pulled into you. His hands reach to cradle your head, his lips touching yours in an attempt to thank you in ways he could never say with words. 

His starlight. His sundrop. His moonbeam. The reason the earth pulls and waves tide. Venus with her beauty and scorching heat. You blind him and burn him and all he would do is pull you closer. Hand in hand with your hair and your charm. 

—

Kurona felt a bit warmer at the memory, finishing his lace before he could think about how you weren't at most of the concert. They really didn’t show up…

His hands opening the backstage door, two things immediately came to mind. One, the crisp air conditioning that assaulted his sweating body. Two, the body that had thrown themselves onto his sweaty one.

'I'm so so so soooo sorry I'm late!! There was an emergency at work because some lady wanted a non-caffeinated drink even though she ordered a latte which does have caffeine in it which she yelled for and a traffic jam happened while I was riding the bus the way here but I saw that I was running really late and was missing out on your concert so I told the bus driver to stop and BOOKED it on my life to the hall! So I ran all the way here, showed security my backstage you generously gave me and I've been waiting for you since! Man, you feel so sweaty, there's some towels over on the cou–mhmmp–!" 

His mind made no sense anymore. His brain has been eviscerated by a flaming meteoroid, his body overeating like the molten core of the earth. The idea that you cared so much about his show you ran for him? The idea itself was like the possibility of a supernova and yet—you came, you came. You came.

You didn’t ditch him…

The kiss Kurona pulled you in for could only be described as desperate. Lips moving along one another in ways only lovers could. Eventually both of you had to pull away because of the oxygen. Your lungs missed oxygen too much, which Kurona huffed, “I’m glad you came…thought you would just go home…” At his words you cradled his face to yours, foreheads aligned and breaths shared, “What? Never! I could never miss the Kurona Ranze playing in his own concert!” 

That made Kurona chuckle, “Yes my concert for me and me alone and definitely not for a band which usually consists of a guitarist, drummer, even a tambourine if the band feels so inclined”

Now pouting, you turned your body away from Kurona’s teasing smile and crinkled eyes while his arms trapped your body with his swaying lightly to an non-existent rhythm, now sitting on the tilted floor while the chatter of the crowd outside the room served as white noise. 

"Woooooow just for that I’m leaving. I will start a hate account for you on twitter and spread hateful messages of how mean you are and that you bite the end of your pencils.” Now Kurona laughed at you, the vibrations sending your body a telephonic message to laugh along with him. 

"Ranze, do you want to get off the floor now? As much as I love being in your lap, I don’t think it's recommended to have your ass on a stone cold floor. No, wait, this is a public floor, what if it's dirty..." 

All Kurona did was squeeze you in response, burying his nose into the nape of your neck that did nothing but send trembles along your spine. 'Just wanna stay like this for a little bit longer..." 

Soon after you and Kurona simply leaned against each other, like galaxies pulled to one another out of true, like the planets pulled to the sun, like stars scattered in the solar system. Kurona couldn’t have doubted this moment you would always be there, his Galactic Rose.

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I..I-I MADE LITTLE AIKU WAHHH

HE'S MY EVERYTHING YOUR HONOUR

TAGGING - @antiv3nom and @pearly-elain

This Picrew is really cute

That’s Mikage Reo <3

Just make a character you like <3

Tagging : @echarie @blog-de-segunda @miyakuli @helianyx @tinyreo @https-true-egoist @raamitsu @mils-choi @effulgentfireflies @antiv3nom + everyone who wants to do this too <3

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Slut.

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The fact that Mark Cuban can do this is just further proof of how much capatalism is f*cking people over.

Billionaire investor Mark Cuban launched an online pharmacy Thursday that offers more than 100 generic drugs at an affordable price with a goal of being “radically transparent” in its price negotiations with drug companies. 

For example, the leukemia drug imatinib is priced at $47 a month on MCCPDC compared to the $9,657 retail price.

The online pharmacy’s prices for generics factor in a 15% margin on top of actual manufacturer prices and a $3 pharmacist fee, the statement said. 

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ok, the ship in question is aiku x anri

i ship because... they both like spicy food and the same spicy ramen joint. then they they have "mother friend" vibes. and then... uhh... i got nuthin'. at first, it was kind of a jokez until it suddendly wasn't anymore

have they ever interacted in canon? no, never. in my head? multiple times

i just want to hear your opinions on it; heck, even a "wtf is this monstruosity" would be good enough

no but okay that could actually be really cute tbh??? i havent thought abt it before but like. i could see it!!! im Here for crackships personally who cares if we see them interact i can Make Them Interact

ough i have like. this vague idea for a small writing thing that my brain doesnt want to write properly rn but it wont let go of? like the two meet during like, an admin meeting about the u20 match? anri is there bc ego isnt gonna do the business shit, thats not soccer so he doesnt need to, and oliver is there bc hes like. actively invested in the future of the team and. cares a lot abt the outcome of this match? but the two meet and hit it off and its almost like a dammit theyre part of the other team i cant do this shit so theyre both Very Respectful towards each other mostly to cover up any possible interest

and then. blue lock Wins The U20 Match. and u20 is invited back to blue lock and oliver sees anri at the facility and they just [spiderman pointing meme] YOURE THE RESPONSIBLE ONE! at each other and they can actually interact without any worries of bad publicity and i think it was you who had that headcanon about anri raising chicks and them coming with her to blue lock and oliver being very very fond of them? thinking about That.

yeah okay. okay i like this this is cute as hell bestie im on board

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ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

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✨🧡🌙SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡

omg hi jacks you're my first ask lol and thank uuuu

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have you given up that ideal already?

day twenty seven of prompt month by @aesterblaster

prompt: chris prince (extra: wearing pajamas)

(as always, id in alt text! why is he like this. why does he look not awful. who let that happen.)

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at your service...

day twenty five of prompt month by @aesterblaster

prompt: barou (extra: on a bicycle)

(as always, id in alt text! i put too much detail into this but feel free to click and check it all out lmao)

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where exactly are the exits?

day twenty one of prompt month by @aesterblaster

prompt: gagamaru (extra: in a city)

(as always id in alt text, and. you kinda have to click to see this one in any level of quality lmao)

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bloodthirsty

day twenty two of prompt calendar by @aesterblaster

prompt: reo (extra: playing golf)

(as always, id in alt text! YOU SHOULD CLICK THIS ONE!!!! ITS VAMPIRE REO!!!! i didnt put all that detail into those fangs for nothing!!!!)

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ready to explode!

day twenty three of prompt month by @aesterblaster

prompt: shidou (extra: dancing)

(as always, id in alt text! you should click this one, he's SO pretty, who let him be this pretty????)