FELLAS! I finally found the title name for my Wish Rewrite!!
✨ Wish: Reach for the Stars AU ✨
So from now on, my posts related to this will be tagged: ‘reach for the stars au’ or ‘rfts au.’ And just to do a little mini celebration, I thought of doing doodles of the Starverse just for fun.
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Close-Ups!:
So, Kingdom of Wishes! @annymation’s AU!
Hope you won’t mind this design. Just drew him based on what I think he looks and as close to your description as I could. Most of Aster is taken reference from medieval princes and Snow White’s prince. Went off of some concept art too. Tell me what you think!
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Wish: Rewrite the Stars! @gracebethartacc’s AU!
What more could I say? I love this little guy, their design and artstyle for them is adorable. Had a lot of fun drawing this Aster. One of my favs was the hair, elf ears and star eyes.
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And my own, of course. Wish: Reach for the Stars AU!
My old design was looking a lot more plain to me lately and I wanted him to stand out more from the other drawings of him. For now, I’m happy how he turned out. His shirt was inspired by this one below, but in the colour yellow instead of red.
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And just to finish this off, have some silly quick doodles of these 3 guys. <33
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i feel like bitchy reader is definitely bossy and demanding and a total princess but in private she’s sweet (still has that bad princess attitude😭) with rafe. like he gets her to a level where she softens.
omg! you get them! ♡
sprawled on rafe's bed with your open magazines and a bottle of pink nail polish—despite how many times rafe had told you to not bring that shit onto his bed—you've made yourself comfortable.
balancing your phone to your ear, you fan your nails with your other hand. one of your friends is on the other line, he can tell you're fed up with whoever it is, even more than usual, by the way you talk to her.
rafe walks in and watches the scene in front of him while you observe your nails and flip another page, dog-earing something that's caught your eye, something he's gonna be buying you soon if you don't buy it yourself first.
"who is it?" he mouthes when you finally look up.
"your stupid sister," you say back at a normal volume, not even blocking the speaker or muting yourself.
"hey! i heard that-" his sister's voice comes through the speaker.
"yeah, i meant you to," you reply, blowing on your nails.
"y'know she's downstairs, right?" rafe asks, though you don't answer, just roll your eyes while you ignore him and continue your conversation.
"anyways, stop chasing people. especially people lower than you. it's embarrassing, sarah."
"stop calling john b 'lower people'!"
"tell him to stop behaving like lower people then. it's not that hard. or maybe you should up your standards."
though he's a little confused by what you're saying, rafe goes back to focusing on the reason he came in here, opening up his laptop. you and sarah keep yapping back and forth, until you finally hang up.
you look up at rafe expectantly the second you hang up the call, but he's too focused on the screen to see you. you set aside the magazines, tightening up the nail polish bottle and setting it on rafe's nightstand carefully—you didn't need another fiasco like the time you spilled it everywhere.
but just like your boyfriend, you were too stubborn to listen to anyone but yourself.
"okay! i'm ready now," you say, sitting up against his headboard.
"ready for what?" rafe asks, still not looking up. you want to chuck the nail polish at him to get his attention, but you foresee it ending badly, settling on tossing one of the magazines instead. it lands with a thud by rafe's feet. "huh?" just confused, not angry, he picks it up and sets it down on his desk before looking at you.
"i'm ready to hang out now." for all your stubbornness, even the irritating way you fight with him and somehow always have a better comeback ready than he does, when he looks at you, it's hard to hold back a smile.
"what about twenty minutes ago when i was ready to hang out, huh?" you roll your eyes.
"oh, shut up, liar. you came to get your laptop."
"you don't know that."
"if you came to hang out, you would have come here and hung up the call." you say it matter-of-factly, looking up at him with an irritatingly pretty smile, the one reserved for when you're reading him for filth.
"shut up." he closes the laptop and makes his way to you anyways, but when you curl into his chest and get quiet for a moment, he has a hard time remembering what the two of you were even talking about to begin with.
and though you would never admit it, you don't either.
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Imagine running upto Mammon and throwing your arms around him- tackle his ass!!!- and kiss both his cheeks, quickly, before you kiss his lips <3
His reaction is so cute!!!! His arms immediately wrapping around you, so you don’t fall. His eyes widen at the sudden action and he hesitates for a second before returning the kiss, his cheeks turn bright red as he blushes, trying and failing to compose himself a bit~
Then he’s pulling back just enough to breathe but your foreheads are still touching, "What was that for?! Or did ya just miss me that much, human?...” 
“Just because, I love you!….and I missed you.” you smile and kiss his nose, “Damn…ya really know how to get me with all this lovey-dovey stuff…” and you just giggling before pressing your lips to his again <3
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