#ddlc blue skies

[aceantarctic]

Been awhile since I posted a bunch Undertale/Deltarune styled sprites, so I figured I'd post the new updated versions of the DDLC gang and some sprites I made for some cool DDLC related OCs, fics and mods! OC Credits 2nd row Mizu by gr4pe_soda Himari from Social_Coyote's fic For The Longest Time Herushi by @20magic-rainbow-of-chica16 1st FeMC by @shidodraws 2nd FeMC by Meddy-sin 3rd row Stick Figure MC by @v0id-ent1ty Rho by @buttercatrho Monikat based on tirededits's fic Satisfaction Brought Her Back Green hair Himari by Proxyl 4th row Satsurika by Just_Monika_777 Satsuki by NormallyAverage Sayonika by Cyrke 4th row Emi, Shiori, MoMC, Akechi Sakurai, Mochi the dog from the Blue Skies mod by blueskiesmod

[vaugarde]

meta horror is obviously the natural way to go when you wanna go the “characters are aware theyre being observed by an outside force” and those are usually pretty good. but man. something about that trope actually being used to show how the characters grow to love the player and are thankful to them being in their lives…

[coveryozphu]

Thought of a question while playing ddlc blue skies

If mc didn’t exist, would poem sharing not exist either?

Just a silly question

[littlebodyinkheart]

HERE IT ISSS MY STUPID DDLC X INKHEART AU!!

Unfortunately, the file got messed up when I pasted it here, so I couldn't add any fancy visual effects to it (trust me when I say it looked SO much better in the original file), so I guess we'll just have to take what we can get.

So enjoy :D (I hope)

Ladies and gents of the Inkheart (and DDLC) community, I, @hearts4capricorn , present to you:

DOKI DOKI!🖋

❤️‍🔥FIRE RAISERS CLUB!❤️‍🔥

Monika - Capricorn

Sayori - Dustfinger

Natsuki - Basta

Yuri - Mo

Greetings, Capricorn here!

Welcome to the Fire Raisers! It's always been a dream of mine to reach the top and do great things, as of starting this “club” if you will, will only make things easier for me. Now that you're also a Fire Raiser, you can help me make that dream come true in this fantasy novel.

Every day is full of chit-chat and activities with all of my loyal and unique club members:

Dustfinger, the youthful and optimistic “Fire Dancer” who values life the most;

Basta, the deceivingly hot-headed boy who packs an assertive punch; also my most loyal henchman;

Mortimer Folchart, the timid and mysterious one who finds comfort in the world of books;

...And, of course, Capricorn, the leader of the club. (That's me)

I'm expecting you to make friends with everyone and help the Fire Raisers become stronger than ever. But I can tell already that you're a sweetheart—will you promise to spend the most time with me?

Mo poems

Act 1, second day

Ghost under the light

My hair illuminates beneath the amber glow.

Glowing.

It must be this one.

The last remaining streetlight to have withstood the test of time.

The last yet to be replaced by the sickening blue-green of the future.

I bathe. Calm; breathing air of the present but living in the past.

The light flickers.

I flicker back.

Act 1, third day

On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer

Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold,

And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;

Round many western islands have I been

Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.

Oft of one wide expanse had I been told

That deep-browed Homer ruled as his demesne;

Yet did I never breathe its pure serene

Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:

Then felt I like some watcher of the skies

When a new planet swims into his ken;

Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes

He star’d at the Pacific — and all his men

Look’d at each other with a wild surmise —

Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

Act 1, fourth day

The Tenth Muse Lately Sprung up in America

Thou ill-formed offspring of my feeble brain,

Who after birth didst by my side remain,

Till snatched from thence by friends, less wise than true,

Who thee abroad, exposed to public view,

Made thee in rags, halting to th’ press to trudge,

Where errors were not lessened (all may judge).

At thy return my blushing was not small,

My rambling brat (in print) should mother call,

I cast thee by as one unfit for light,

The visage was so irksome in my sight;

Yet being mine own, at length affection would

Thy blemishes amend, if so I could.

I washed thy face, but more defects I saw,

And rubbing off a spot still made a flaw.

Act 2

Tyrant

My first thought was, he lied in every word,

That hoary cripple, with malicious EYE

Askance to watch the working of his lie

On mine, and mouth scarce able to afford

Suppression of the glee, that purs’d and scor’d

Its edge, at one more victim gain’d thereby …

The Bell

And then I heard them lift a Box

And creak across my Soul

With those same Boots of Lead, again,

Then Space – began to toll,

AS ALL THE HEAVENS WERE A BELL,

And Being, but an EAR,

And I, and Silence, some strange Race,

WreTCHEDed, solitary, HERE

C ICORN S L ST ENING

Dustfinger poems

Act 1, second day

Dear fire

The way you glow and crackle in the night,

It makes me feel like you missed me too.

Kissing my forehead to help me out of bed.

Making me rub the sleep from my eyes.

Are you asking me to come out and play?

Are you trusting me to wish away a rainy day?

I look above. The sky is of deep blue.

It's a secret, but I trust you too.

If it wasn't for you, I could sleep forever.

But I'm not mad.

I want to play with you.

Act 1, third day

And I to fire

My Love is like to ice, and I to fire:

How comes it then that this her cold so great

Is not dissolved through my so hot desire,

But harder grows the more I her entreat?

Or how comes it that my exceeding heat

Is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold,

But that I burn much more in boiling sweat,

And feel my flames augmented manifold?

Dustfinger's poetry pamphlet poem

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Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of

Get.

Out.

Of.

My.

Head.

Ashes denote that fire was;

Respect the grayest pile

For the departed creature’s sake

That hovered there awhile.

But a fire never actually dies.

It just stops moving.

Basta poems

Act 1, second day

Knives

Knives are sharp.

Knives are dangerous.

Knives are fun.

Knives can kill.

Knives can make you feel alive.

Knives go away.

Act 1, third day

Sharp

each night

when I go to bed

I lay on my side

because there are

knives in my back

and knives in my head

lying on my back

or lying on my chest

would only push the

knives in further

But then comes a hand

To guide me through the dark

And when I reach to grab it

The knives retract with a spark

Act 1, fourth day

Because you

Tomorrow will be brighter with me around

But when today is dim, I can only look down.

My looking is a little more forward

Because you look at me.

When I want to say something, I say it with a shout!

But my truest feelings can never come out.

My words are a little less empty

Because you listen to me.

When something is above me, I reach for the stars.

But when I feel small, I don't get very far.

My standing is a little bit taller

Because you sit with me.

I believe in myself with all of my heart.

But what do I do when it's torn all apart?

My faith is a little bit stronger

Because you trusted me.

My pen always puts my feelings to the test.

I'm not a good writer, but my best is my best.

My poems are a little bit dearer

Because you think of me.

Because you, because you, because you.

Act 2

Too many

"There’s too many”,

And they looked at me.

Did someone stab me?

It felt like it.

And then they said my name.

Did someone twist the knife?

It hurts.

Basta's request

I don't know how else to bring this up. But there's been something I've been worried about. Dustfinger has been acting kind of strange lately. You've only been here a few days, so you may not know what I mean. But he's not normally like this. He's always been sarcastic and lively and annoyingly energetic ...things like that.

Okay... This is really embarrassing, but I'm forcing myself to suck it up. The truth is, I'm REALLY worried about him. But I would rather DIE than try talking to him about it. He's my WORST ENEMY. I don't know what to do. I think you're the only person that he'll listen to. I don't know why. But please try to do something. Maybe you can convince him to talk to someone.

I've always wanted to try getting closer to “Dirty-Finger” and it actually really hurts me to see this happening. I know I'm going to hate myself later for admitting that, but right now I don't care. I just feel so helpless. So please see if you can do something to help. I don't want anything bad to happen to him. I'll even give you my knife for a day if I have to. Just please try to do something.

As for Capricorn... I don't know why, but he's been making me feel weird recently. Something in his eyes makes me freeze in fear when he glances at me, and I feel like I'm missing something important that I can't remember. So I'm trying my best to avoid getting him mad right now, and that's why I'm coming to you about this. DON'T LET HIM KNOW I WROTE THIS!!!! Just pretend like I gave you a really good poem, okay? I'm counting on you. Thanks for reading.

“I changed my mind.”

“Ignore everything you just read”

“There's no point in trying to do anything”

“It's Dustfinger's own fault that he's so unlikable”

“Can you hear me, reader?”

“If you would just spend more time with Capricorn, all these problems would go away.”

“Silvertongue and I are too messed up for someone as wonderful as you.”

“Just think of Capricorn from now on.”

“Just Capricorn.”

Just Capricorn.

Just Capricorn.

Just Capricorn.

*game restart*

Cornelia Funke

(Team Salvato)

Just Capricorn.

Capricorn poems

Act 1, second day

The Lady Who Knows Everything

An old tale tells of a lady who wanders Earth.

The Lady who Knows Everything.

A beautiful lady who has found every answer,

All meaning,

All purpose,

And all that was ever sought.

And here I am,

a feather

Lost adrift the sky, victim of the currents of the wind.

Day after day, I search.

I search with little hope, knowing legends don't exist.

But when all else has failed me,

When all others have turned away,

The legend is all that remains -

the last dim star glimmering in the twilight sky.

Until one day, the wind ceases to blow.

I fall.

And I fall and fall, and fall even more.

Gentle as a feather.

A dry quill, expressionless.

But a hand catches me, between the thumb and forefinger.

The hand of a beautiful lady.

I look at her eyes and find no end to her gaze.

The Lady who Knows Everything knows what I am thinking.

Before I can speak, she responds in a hollow voice.

"I have found every answer, all of which amount to nothing.

There is no meaning.

There is no purpose.

And we seek only the impossible.

I am not your legend.

Your legend does not exist."

And with a breath, she blows me back afloat, and I pick up a gust of wind.

Act 1, third day

Hole in Wall

It couldn't have been me.

See, the direction the spackle protrudes.

A noisy neighbor? An angry boyfriend? I'll never know. I wasn't home.

I peer inside for a clue.

No! I can't see. I reel, blind, like a film left out in the sun.

But it's too late. My retinas.

Already scorched with a permanent copy of the meaningless image.

It's just a little hole. It wasn't too bright.

It was too deep.

Stretching forever into everything.

A hole of infinite choices.

I realize now, that I wasn't looking in.

I was looking out.

And she, on the other side, was looking in.

Act 1, fourth day

Hole in wall 2

But she wasn't looking at me.

Confused, I frantically glance at my surroundings.

But my burned eyes can no longer see color.

Are there others in this room? Are they talking?

Or are they simply words on flat sheets of paper,

The sound of frantic scrawling playing tricks on my ears?

The room begins to crinkle.

Closing in on me.

The air I breathe dissipates before it reaches my lungs.

I panic. There must be a way out.

It's right there. She's right there.

Swallowing my fears, I brandish my pen.

Act 2

Wheel.

A rotating wheel. Turning an axle. Grinding. Bolthead. Linear gearbox. Falling sky. Seven holy stakes. A docked ship. A portal to another world. A thin rope tied to a thick rope. A torn harness. Parabolic gearbox. Expanding universe. Time controlled by slipping cogwheels. Existence of God. Swimming with open water in all directions. Drowning. A prayer written in blood. A prayer written in time-devouring snakes with human eyes. A thread connecting all living human eyes. A kaleidoscope of holy stakes. Exponential gearbox. A sky of exploding stars. God disproving the existence of God. A wheel rotating in six dimensions. Forty gears and a ticking clock. A clock that ticks one second for every rotation of the planet. A clock that ticks forty times every time it ticks every second time. A bolthead of holy stakes tied to the existence of a docked ship to another world. A kaleidoscope of blood written in clocks. A time-devouring prayer connecting a sky of forty gears and open human eyes in all directions. Breathing gearbox. Breathing bolthead. Breathing ship. Breathing portal. Breathing snakes. Breathing God. Breathing blood. Breathing holy stakes. Breathing human eyes. Breathing time. Breathing prayer. Breathing sky. Breathing wheel.

Open Your Third Eye

I can feel the tenderness of her skin through the knife, as if it were an extension of my sense of touch. My body nearly convulses. There's something incredibly faint, deep down, that screams to resist this uncontrollable pleasure. But I can already tell that I'm being pushed over the edge. I can't... I can't stop myself.

And suddenly all I see is red. Red blood. Red church. Red cathedral. Red satin. Red God. Red sky.

And the eye opens.

Act 3

Happy End.

Pen in hand, I find my strength.

The courage endowed upon me by my one and only love.

Together, let us dismantle this crumbling world

And write a novel of our own fantasies.

With a flick of his pen, the lost finds his way.

In a world of infinite choices, behold this special day.

After all,

Not all good times must come to an end.

Mo words

1. Pages

2. Book

3. Journal

4. Fantasy

5. Imagination

6. Words

7. Journey

8. Judgement

9. Landscape

10. Philosophy

11. Portrait

12. Intellectual

13. Analysis

14. Atone

15. Question

16. Time

17. Variance

18. Story

19. Novel

20. Tenacious

Dustfinger words

1. Fire

2. Adventure

3. Daydream

4. Match

5. Dancer

6. Summon

7. Fairy

8. Marten

9. Fireworks

10. Family

11. Home

12. Coward

13. Forgive

14. Friendship

15. Nature

16. Garden

17. Return

18. Scars

19. Unrequited

20. Secret

Basta words

1. Knife

2. Sharp

3. Edge

4. Neglect

5. Trust

6. Loyalty

7. Betrayal

8. Curse

9. Hex

10. Spell

11. Luck

12. Superstitious

13. Clairvoyant

14. Cat

15. Mint

16. Jacket

17. Anxiety

18. Tough

19. Blade

20. Dagger

+ Bonus!

Capricorn words

1. Shadow

2. Red

3. Cathedral

4. Master

5. Heart

6. Tyrant

7. Murder

8. Ashes

9. Memory

10. Crimson

11. Lust

12. Cage

13. Climax

14. Massacre

15. Wrath

16. Hate

17. Childhood

18. Father

19. King

20. Ink

Your Reality.

Every day, I imagine a future where I can be with you

In my hand is a pen that will write a poem of me and you

The ink flows down into a dark puddle

Just move your hand, write the way into his heart

But in this world of infinite choices

What will it take just to find that special day?

What will it take just to find that special day?

Have I found everybody a fun assignment to do today?

When you're here, everything that we do is fun for them anyway

When I can't even read my own feelings

What good are words when a smile says it all?

And if this world won't write me an ending

What will it take just for me to have it all?

Does my pen only write bitter words for those who are dear to me?

Is it love if I take you, or is it love if I set you free?

The ink flows down into a dark puddle

How can I write love into reality?

If I can't hear the sound of your heartbeat

What do you call love in your reality?

And in your reality, if I don't know how to love you

I'll leave you be.

CREDITS✒️

Doki Doki Literature Club! - Dan Salvato

Monika, Natsuki, Yuri, Sayori - Dan Salvato

Your Reality - Dan Salvato, Jillian Ashcraft

Poems “Ghost Under The Light”, “Because you”, “Wheel”, “Open Your Third Eye”, “Happy End”, “Dear Sunshine/Fire”, “Hole in wall”, “Hole in wall 2”, “The Lady who Knows Everything” - Doki Doki Literature Club!

Inkheart - Cornelia Funke

Capricorn, Mortimer Folchart, Basta, Dustfinger - Cornelia Funke

POEM CREDITS✒️

“Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came”

(Tyrant) - Robert Browning

“I Felt a Funeral, in My Brain”

(The Bell) - Emily Dickinson

“The Tenth Muse Lately sprung up in America” - Anne Bradstreet

“On First Looking into Chapman's Homer” - John Keats

“My love is like to ice, And I to Fire”

(And I to Fire) - Edmund Spenser

“Ashes denote that fire was”

(Dustfinger's poetry pamphlet poem)

- Emily Dickinson

“Knives” - user “Izzy” on hellopoetry.com

“Sharp” (short fragment from “knives”) - user “Rick Adams” on hellopoetry.com

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[strobichie]

hello, welcome to my blog fellow traveler! if you're deciding to stay then let me introduce myself properly.

my name is lara but you can call me ame, yvéire, ivy, iréne, iver, ire, aegis, or chie! (this was a pain in the ass to write.)

i am currently 12 yrs old this year and i'm turning 13 soon ^_^

...aaand i use all pronouns.

now you may be wondering: "lara, why are you on tumblr?"

well, the answer is simple, i'm just bored bahahaha!!!

likes: sweet desserts, aesthetically pleasing things to the human eye, enoshima junko, and michael kaiser.

dislikes: veggies, and dumbasses with egos above the skies. (i'm allergic to them)

mbti: entp-t

birth date: 29/9

fandoms i'm apart of: blue lock, danganronpa, omori, needy streamer overload, ddlc, mlp, under kids (milgram), d4dj, prosekai, bandori, idolm@ster shiny colours, enstars, hetalia, twisted wonderland, oshi no ko (and many more to come in the future, too lazy to write it all)

little note: fuck it ion need a navigation list of my old cringy posts

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[cringywhitedragon]

Random thing but I don’t think anyone has mentioned this regarding DDLC regarding certain scenes and the content warning that regular VNs also have

NOTE: THIS POST HAS SOME MENTIONS OF SPOILERS FROM THE GAME DDLC AS WELL AS MENTIONS OF SOME TOPICS THAT MAY BE CONSIDERED SENSATIVE. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THOSE TOPICS AND/OR DO NOT WANT THE GAME SPOILED AS IT IS BEST PLAYED BLIND.

I know how it tries to pull the whole “subverted VN” thing but even then there are a few things that “break the immersion” when it’s needed that actually work and have been seen in actual visual novels that aren’t just designed to be Psychological Horror

Namely that of the more sensitive scenes (Aka that one Sayori scene) and even the content warning.

Now why am I saying this because you may be thinking “Oh Reshi, this is supposed to be a spoof on the old Dating Sim VA so this stuff is there for subvertation reasons.”. First off, yes and no. Yes because it’s supposed to either throw the player for a loop when it happens and to warn them if they are sensitive to this content but also no since these sorts of things happen in even in any regular old visual novels.

Japanese visual novels (Which DDLC is mainly based on) are no stranger to sensitive topics like mental health, blood, death, murder, and even suicide in some instances, espically if it’s in a school setting as a lot of dating sim VNs tend to fall into of what DDLC is trying to parody/pull itself off as. Though usually these sort of things, usually the extreme latter, usually only tend to pop up towards the end of the game, usually if the player is on what we will refer to as a “Bad Ending” of a certain route. It doesn’t have to happen on-screen since this sort of thing can also happen if you are pursuing another character’s route but usually it’s most often front and center in bad ending routes focusing on the specific character which is why I feel it’s kind of a shock that no matter which girl you pursue, even if it is Sayori and choosing all of the positive options for her which would normally net you in these circumstances a good ending (even if it’s due to Monica fucking with the game), this scene will always play out regardless. Same goes with Yuri in Act 2 because even if you spend time with Natsuki (Who doesn’t even have one), you will always get her death scene when you may have expected to have it be the other way around (Tho at this point, the game has already made it clear it’s not just any old VN

Let’s pretend for a second if DDLC was not a meta horror game (Yes I’m aware DDLC: Blue Skies exists but let’s put that aside for now), and was simply just a regular old VN that still kept these heavy elements, these sort of scenes would still work in this case if you make the wrong choices and wouldn’t be unheard of appearing but likely handled more in a heartbreaking way instead of more of a horror element.

Now onto my other point, the warning text at the beginning of the game. Yes I know it kinda gives things away but at the same time it could work into fooling people that DDLC is just a visual novel.

Let’s say that you don’t read the extended one on Team Salvato’s website and only read the ones in the opening seconds on the menu (Namely these and ignoring the Contains Spoilers one from DDLC+):

I mean it kinda gives away that something’s up with this game but doesn’t always point directly to it being a horror game with these sorts of warnings, espically if lets say, you’ve played other VNs in the past since content like this still pops up in VNs that aren’t intended to specifically be horror and it doesn’t always have to just jump out in your face on every route as sometimes the average Joe on the first run of certain games might not even see this stuff even if it’s in the game.

Take School Days which I feel is a good example since how infamous it’s bad endings are and while yes they can be obtained on shear accident by somebody going in blind, not everyone playing the game will come across some of the game’s darker scenes but that doesn’t mean they aren’t there (Correct me if I’m wrong or feel free to provide another example of you wish) so a game like School Days which is a dating sim game at its core could still carry a warning like that of DDLC that a player might see when they boot up the game, even if they happen to get lucky and never get to actually see any of that content.

Just a bit of rambling but idk if anyone else noticed that

[coveragepuns]

Youtube thumbnails I’ve made so far for my channel + banner.

[theriverdraws]

3 YEARS BABY!!

[sleep-deprivedchocolate]

Can I just point out how many amazing mods there are in the DDLC community? Mods such as Blue Skies, Salvation, and the After Story mods are genuinely beautiful and have a lot of work put into them, and it honestly amazes me. It’s rare to find a “bad” mod in this community, as they all seem to have effort etched into them.

I guess people really wanted to expand on these characters’ stories, huh? That’s the beauty of DDLC. It gives you four amazing, relatable friends that you can connect with. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’d say the connections I’ve formed with these girls were stronger than any other fictional character. To the point where I genuinely wish these four were real…the original game mastered each character perfectly, making you feel like your time with them truly did matter. And these mods seem to only enhance my love for each of them.

Thank you for creating Doki Doki Literature Club and being responsible for my happiness, Dan Salvato. Not only does the original game have a special place in my heart, but the mods do, as-well. 💗

[aceantarctic]

Happy Halloween and Happy 5th Anniversary Deltarune Chapter 1!

I made some Deltarune/Undertale styled sprites for the DDLC girls based on their Halloween outfits from the 2019 Artwork and the mod DDLC Blue Skies awhile ago, so I figured I'd post them to celebrate both Halloween and Deltarune's 5th Anniversary!

[touhouweed]

What mod are you playing for the ddlc halloween stuff?

Blue Skies!

[imnobodyuknow]

“Our final story for tonight is sure to make anyone smile -- a happy family enjoying a picnic on a sunny, cloudless day.  Here to talk about it, Mr. U. Know!”

Thank you, Miku!  So, ready to see some tenderness between MC and Sayori?  Huh?  Huh!?

Well, here you go.

“Big reveal” number 38 is nothing too special; just a picture of one of God’s greatest gifts to the world -- a proud family that knows how to enjoy a sunny day.  In the center, Haruki (my name for DDLC’s protagonist) is singing a pleasant song and playing his guitar with as much finesse as he can manage, while his wife, Sayori, leans against him (and an orange bean bag) and listens contently.

Behind them, their middle child, Reina, is happily making some bubbles...

...while their oldest child, Hiroto, aims at them with the projectiles shot from his Chogokin toy.

Meanwhile, their youngest child, Nanako, is playing curiously with one of her mom’s old stuffed animals.

Quite the beautiful scene, isn’t it?  Especially knowing everything Sayori and her husband went through to get to this point, buuuuut no need to go over all that again.  X )

So, I didn’t originally intend to have Haruki play a guitar, but then I remembered another picnic scene I drew a while back and thought, “Hey, why not do the same thing here?”  The only difference this time is that Haruki’s playing an F chord on his guitar.  Why that chord, you ask?  Because he’s playing this nostalgic tune, of course!  I mean, yeah, it was just 3 years ago, but it feels like an eternity to fans of video game music like myself.  ; )

Speaking of nostalgia, the duck plush on Nanako’s lap is the very same one found in Sayori’s room in the game, but with a patch added to it (it’s pretty old by now, after all).

Incidentally, her cute expression and pose were inspired by the character she was made after -- Non Non Biyori’s baby Renge!

And finally, Sayori’s sky-themed shirt design was inspired by the recently released DDLC mod, Doki Doki Literature Club: Blue Skies!

I’ve only just started playing it, so I don’t know if it’s any good yet, but it’s nice to see this sort of dedication from the fan community so long after the game’s release, huh?  And here I am, just drawing the occasional piece of fan art.  X )

I also attempted to draw the Japanese characters for “sun” (太陽 or “ Taiyō”) on Sayori’s shirt, but they’re mostly blocked out by Haruki’s arm.  Sorry for that.  *shrug*

So, there you have it -- a sunny day for this grown-up bundle of sunshine and her family.  Needless to say, moments like these are the kind she treasures deep within her heart and remembers during the rainy days.  We can’t control the weather, after all -- just how we react to it.

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Doki Doki Blue Skies is a fanmade mod for DDLC! It adds a completely new story, with some new characters and sprites. There’s routes for Sayori, Natsuki and Yuri, and some extra scenes for Monika. I’ve also heard it’ll probably affect you emotionally in the same way DDLC did, although I’m just starting the game now, so I have no clue how everything pans out.

Here’s a link to the trailer! The most recent video on this channel comes with download information in the description~

Bro..... I just found out Doki Doki Blue Skies got released........

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'Doki Doki Blue Skies' Fan Mod Is Set To Expand The DDLC World!

'Doki Doki Blue Skies' Fan Mod Is Set To Expand The DDLC World! #blueskiesmod #DDLC

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It has been a while since gamers fell in love with Team Salvato’s “Doki Doki Literature Club.” A psychological horror game that plays with the tropes of the visual novel romance genre, one very detailed fan mod is set to offer a new experience for the intriguing game. Fans of DDLC should be very excited for the Doki Doki Blue Skies mod!

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