Gen Z Dont Even Say Hello Anymore

Say,what is going on in empires again?

[ID: grinning post moon phos with a ponytail tilting their head at the camera, right arm reaching out, palm up. left arm is resting on their sword. legs are kicked up, like theyre jumping. big billowing sleeves and gold bodhi leaf halo. main colors include magenta, bright orange, and purples. end ID]

i miss ponytail phos

The Gilded Past

tsukasaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa please marry me 💔💔🌈🌈 had fun with these but i still prolly have to fix enakasa summer festival one LOL

hey guys how do you rotate ur blorbos

For every ask about Strire i also had like a corresponding ask about Caire :d

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There's an instinctual part within Rui's mind that whirs and blurs at the sight of Tsukasa's mellow figure laughing along with his classmate as they plaster themselves onto one another, close and comfortable.

It unnerves him, so much so that Rui fears for the rushing anger swelling beneath his skin. The heat of the flames boiling the blood in his system, scornful.

The fire only seems to worsen when he spots that glimmer of admiration flashing behind the eyes of that classmate, a face so softly drawn at the other. And suddenly, the world is engulfed with a green hue and Rui finds himself clutching the doorknob in a tight, trembling grip.

This feeling... surely...

Tsukasa remains insensible of the two pairs of eyes looking fixatedly on him as he tidies up his things from his desk. His classmate steps closer to him, lifting their hand to catch the other's shoulder.

"Tenma-kun, if I may..."

A flash of something white slips outside from within their pocket and they hold it out with stretched arms. They duck their head as understanding dawns on Tsukasa's face before he laughs, a blush painting his cheeks pink.

From outside the buzz of Rui's head blaring alarms, he hears the doorknob break.

...surely this isn't greed?

I think there's something wrong again? 🤔

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