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Nitro+Chiral stickers are now live with a print your own option!! May add more in the future when I stop being a fake fan
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Nitro Chiral released this new illustration of the protags for their 20th anniversary exhibition!
https://20th-chiral-memories.com
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@fanprompt “braid”
At some point while idly playing with Towa’s hair, both laying in bed, Taku began to part the strands and twist one over the other. The motion was unpracticed yet familiar and he naturally fell into the rhythm.
Only when he was halfway done, did Towa pipe up.
“You know how to braid hair?”
“…Yeah,” Taku’s movements faltered as he reached the tips of Towa’s hair, smiling to himself. He had nothing to tie it with, “I’d braid my mother’s hair sometimes. It kept her hair out of the way…”
…when she was puking her guts out in the sink or toilet from nearly overdosing again. The nice memories mixed with the grim reminder of those days.
He must’ve trailed off and spaced out for a moment because he jolted lightly when Towa held out a hair tie to him (when had he grabbed one?). Wordessly, he took it from him and tied off the braid.
“Sorry,” he said, suddenly feeling bashful, seeing the end result (braiding hair laying down wasn’t very effective), “It’s not very good.”
“Mnn,” Towa sat slowly, stretching languidly like a cat; he reached out to touch the braid, poking the loose strands, then laid it over his shoulder to admire it. It was hard to tell what he thought looking at his bare back, but then Towa tilted his head towards him, and he was smiling, soft in the first hours of the morning, the first rays of light playing in his profile.
Beautiful and dear.
“So it doesn’t suit me?” A bit of playfulness to his voice.
Taku’s breath released in a gruff laugh along with the tightness in his chest. He sat up and brushed Towa’s cheek with his knuckles.
“I didn’t say that.”
Thought I’d share my SD takutowa drabbles here ! They are in love your honor… 
https://archiveofourown.org/works/44134671/chapters/110979171
I need this. I need this fit. The blood bag-styled shoulder bag especially, holy shit. But also the use of contrast on the pants? The urban + menhera fusion? Holy shit.
The main take away from Slow Damage is if you involve yourself with someone enough, love and are loved in return, at least one of you are going to get a truly horrendous haircut
Verasaur
Satan
Marine 
Berin with tie
Sonny 🍋
Mina-chan95
Tabby! ✨🐀
Noiz