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They even made a version with his hat and glasses!

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Heads up for anyone interested: The Alucard figure is aviable for pre-order
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smoke, everywhere: thickly filling her lungs with the intensity of water so that she might risk drowning after taking one more strong breath, draping her skin in a cloak of ashy poison. screams tore air lit by flashes of sickly blue, almost purple. hovering red lights in the sky swung like pendulums while the world seemed to swim the more ahsoka tried to establish up from down, left from right. she might have been floating or otherwise not on solid ground, yet the view never altered.
always the screams, always the smoke. on every side. inside her head. crawling through her veins like nanobots. blood seemed to be anywhere but her veins. its metallic stickiness drifted in waves through the air, while her untrustworthy eyes found patches of red pooling around prone forms.
but as time slipped by, the unexpected overrode the chaos: silence.
then a great searing blow toppled all of her jumbled senses together into a congealed mass of terror and fearful rage. the ground, at last, was beneath her feet, yet none of her battle awareness had returned and still uselessly rattled between her ears like bones in the wind. a beam of plasma in shades of bloody heartbreak ignited above her head, but even as the saber blade neared her, its strength wavered.
nevertheless it filled her vision so that there was nothing but a sea of vibrating crimson. AHSOKA, came a strangely distant roar, sounding all wrong. warbled and distorted as if bellowed through a mask. but not a trooper’s mask.
not one of hers.
again, her name dragged across the air, but again it sounded so —
❛ commander , can you hear me ? ❜ / @jaigalorad
with a flailing heave, either mental or physical, she wasn’t sure, ahsoka surfaced from the smoke. and definitely not where she remembered falling asleep. an expanse of packed dirt beneath her and metal above told her that much. once her head stopped spinning, ahsoka tilted her aching neck to find that, yes, she’d launched herself from the hammock she’d strung beneath the y-wing hours ago. rex’s voice came from somewhere to her right and sure enough, there he was, shadows carving his face from their pitch surroundings as his voice pulled her back planetside.
immediate, immense relief plus a healthy dash of embarrassment kept ahsoka from scrambling to her feet just yet.
some bad dream that had been. the last time she remembered such a rough awakening was after her catastrophic failure as flight leader over ryloth, when guilt had plagued her in dreams for months.
in the woken present, dawn light had only barely begun to touch the craggy border of mountains shielding their ship from view of the city below. brick red morning bled across the uneven horizon to extend its bloody fingers toward her and it took a long minute for ahsoka to fully remember that she was safe, however momentarily.
an arm across her eyes wiped away the last of the clinging nightmare, heaving an exhale to further shove the dark memories on their way.
❝ yeah. sorry, rex. ❞
ahsoka should get up. she could get up, but the concrete assurance of solid, dependable (if rocky) soil under legs that might shake if she stood was a boon to her pride — which always had chosen the worst moments to poke its head out, hadn’t it?
❝ that hasn’t happened in a long time. ❞ the wryest of smiles graced her expression; no need to force rex to admit she either startled him awake or interrupted the long stretch of sleepless silence of his watch. it hardly mattered. ❝ i didn’t wake the whole mountain up, did i? maybe i should rethink the hammock.... ❞
handwriting tag ✍🏻 tagged by gu @nielwoon p/s: this was 2018 tag but i decided to make it on 2019 lol nice fiq 🙂 a queen of procrastinator as usual
tagging: @4bsk @boochansols @hwangsrenjun @uayv @chrlsbang @mydays @jihooms @softwonwoo @joshuahong @jeonghan-l @leejhs @verngyu @powerfulhoshi & @hoshees !! its okay if you guys don’t want to do it lol
Halloween Prompt List - Day 11
Transformation
so last time I had a job interview I....brought up toilet sandwich
because of course I fucking did
and this time
this time the guy said “I’ve been out of it for like a year, apparently we have a new president, I don’t even know”
and without flinching
I just said “no, that one’s not true, never happened”
so
here we are
me yes-anding my fucking interviewer
like a professional
SHRUG EMOJI.GIF
Complaining abt my breakup to the guy I was hooking up with who has feelings for me and he comforts me saying "trust me, I know what you're going through right now" and that's really funny in a sick kind of way, I'm sorry king 😬
oughh quite a few notes on the AU today, and a bit more of planning it out. Also one of the ideas I had earlier had me mentally just. ohhhhh my god that is kinda evil to do. therefore I must do it.
holy shit
i might just cry /positive