Housefolk of Doucheron: Ones ‘Gainst the Shadowdeed.
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ㅤㅤㅤ... 🦊🌿 In Zootopia, we live, feel, and thrive across 4 biomes: tundra, desert, rainforest, grasslands. @Doucherons, let’s cherish now.

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ㅤㅤ 🚔📮’ (10/06) JUBILEE IN THE
         ILLUSTRIOUS  METROPOLIS
. ꯴

To the one who maneuvers through life like a silent shadow, sharp-witted, instinct-driven, and ever unbothered by the noise.  Today’s   not   just   another   mark   on   the   calendar──It’s a timestamp of how far you’ve roamed and how fiercely you’ve moved. ✶

This journey you’re on? It’s not just about survival: It’s  about  style,  strategy,  and  subtle  rebellion. It’s the way you wear intention like armor, how your energy speaks before you even move, and how the city responds when you show up. 🎇 𑣿

Here’s  to  the  momentum  you’ve  built. The quiet dominance you carry. The instinct to lead without asking for permission. You don’t chase, You choose. And today, we celebrate that.
@monstaesan, @Clarkinside, @HusetTilSorguine, @TheMeirhart.

Keep roaming. Keep ruling.
The wild bends to your rhythm.
Warm regards, @TheDoucheron.
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Rockation in Seoul, finally wrapped!! i'm beyond happy to have reached this moment.. it's truly a dream come true for me and my band 🥹💕 douchy!! what do you think about my dress? :>
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haaaaapy chuseeeok daaaay douuuccchy nyaaaaang! ♥️
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We are not folklore. We are the wound that never closed. We are not myth—we are marrow made manifest, sinew sanctified by decay.

We are not a group. We are a contagion. Our breath tastes of oxidized iron; our verses are composed in the rattle of chains and the soft rupture of flesh.

Now, the earth convulses again. The concrete splinters. The sigils burn anew.

MONSTAESAN :: OPEN GATE!

We are summoning aberrations, not admirers. Fractured minds. Splintered souls. The kind of kin who smile at static, who dance in the hum of rot, who feel most alive when everything is unraveling.

Selection begins here. 👻

Then you are no stranger here. You are overdue. The threshold weeps. The nest writhes. And the maw is wide open.

Enter. Assimilate. Become Monstaesan.