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— by yifan-tio.

Name of your muse:

Naito Koji.

One picture you like with your muse’s fc:

Two headcanons for your muse that you never told anyone:

1.  Koji's nationality isn't Japanese. Although he's fluent and has adopted Japan as home country, he was born in Korea around the 1800s. He never felt identified with the culture and clashed a lot with their ideals, which is why he moved to Japan after the Second World War.

2. Although it could be assumed that Koji loves to be in control, he wishes someone would take over him once without hesitation. He's always been too punk to follow rules, so having someone force him to do the opposite of what he'd do and possibly receive a physical punishment, is a dark fantasy of his.

Three things your muse loves doing in their free time:

1. Writing lyrics.

2. Visit dark web forums for sick entertainment.

3. Drink mango juice.

Four people whom your muse loves:

1. baekari is the only person Koji's come to love.

Three fond childhood memories:

1. Carnivals during summer.

2. The excitement of education and being surrounded by knowledge.

3. Large pasture as his back yard.

Two things your muse regrets:

1. Not fulfilling his role as a professional hacker to put the world upside down.

2. Not giving love a chance, but just occasionally.

One thing they’d go through heaven or hell to save/change:

Raja Gemini.

send me a “☁” and i will put my itunes on shuffle, pick my favorite line from the first song that comes up and use it for a starter.

► Ｏｄｅ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｅ　Ｂｏｕｎｃｅｒ − Ｓｔｕｄｉｏ　Ｋｉｌｌｅｒｓ

"No, I haven't had no dope, lift up the velvet rope.    Mr Doorman stop teasing, I'm freezing out here!     See, I've got friends inside, it's my birthday tonight,        And I'm not wearing trainers, not to mention knickers.           It's futile to debate with St Peter at the gate,            Made of protein milkshake and low carb intake.              'Cause all in all you're just another prick at the door"

Loud nights at the Pendulum consisted of a set of margarita rounds, tequila shots with tint and crazy dancing on the middle of every group that enjoyed a normal night at the club. The world tasted like one of their own, but that could be attributed to the magic sparkles that were added to each one of their drinks. The band was usually dragged along with someone else, but all in all, they were just a bunch of junkies looking for a distraction from real life the next day early in the morning.

send me a “☁” and i will put my itunes on shuffle, pick my favorite line from the first song that comes up and use it for a starter.

► Ｐｒｅｄｉｌｅｃｔｉｏｎ　−　Ｋａｐｐｅｉ　Ｙａｍａｇｕｃｈｉ

                     I was born to betray with sharpened lips,                       All sorts of nonsensical reasons come together                          Into a foolish predilection.

This wasn't the first time a nocturnal meeting between the mysterious man and the blond one would have place, but even then the first time encounter sensation provoked his nerves to crack and betray what was left of his courage for the night. Blue and yellow sparkles illuminated the sleepless city that was displayed before the large window of his dark room, slowly moving from one place to another and denoting people were driving back home to be safe from coming upon any demons that appeared at night, and could rip their souls apart with filthy words and actions.

Apparently so, because of the current season that overpowered the upper section of the globe, a light cold breeze sprinkled the city with a gentle storm that disrupted the silence that surrounded the tall building where the young vampire was waiting. A horrid tick tack came from the old clock located on the hall that guided to the main door, reminding the young man that this was a mistake and every second that passed by, was a wasted one. Would it hurt to give it a go? God, he hoped so. There was nothing else he needed more than physical pain and mental exhaustion. He could probably guide him through that draining process, but wasn't he the oldest one between both of them? To think he was asking for that dude's help. Pathetic. A light chuckle left the safety of his lips, filling the room with his low voice when he scolded himself for being this loud. God forbid it.