#my oc yuuta

[bunnwich]

What kinds of things do people usually do for their birthdays? I don’t really know, will you help me figure it out?

Voicelines:

Summon: I wasn’t expecting everyone to make a big fuss but…I’m happy that you could make it!

Home: Before I go to bed I usually do something with my hair; saves me time in the morning. Grins

Home Transition 1: Hmm, this fancy lounge set showed up at my door the day before my birthday? I wonder who left it? Must be some sort of mistake. 

Home Transition 2: Savanaclaw apparently has no Vice Housewarden I’m staying here in their old dorm room. Got it all to myself! Come to think of it, Savanaclaw's got a lot of rooms that are empty.

Home Transition 3: Leona seemed pretty knowledgeable about this symbol on my sweater. Something, something about the mark of the Night Queen’s guard? He goes on forever about that stuff when we play chess. 

Home Transition - Login: Hey, I heard it’s a full moon tonight. Wanna sneak out and go see? There's a buncha cliffs in here where you can see the stars really well! 

Home Transition - Groovy: Now that I’m required to go to these dumb morning Spelldrive practices, there’s not much time to get ready in the morning... When I manage to roll out of bed, it's just enough to let out my hair and get in my uniform.

Home Tap 1: I may have the ex-Vice Housewarden’s room to myself but...it's a revolving door ‘round here. Sigh All these guys are always getting hurt somehow.

Home Tap 2: Yume gave me some new mini plant pots for my birthday! With the natural lighting in Savanaclaw it's a much easier environment to grow herbs for my potions. Plus...it helps liven up this dusty ass room.

Home Tap 3: Leona’s been acting weirder than usual, He acts like he hates parties but according to Ruggie, he’s never missed one at the dorm. What a weirdo…

Home Tap 4: What’s with the slides you ask? Don’t ask about the slides, okay? …It’s a long story.

Home Tap 5: If I have time, I’ll clean up my appearance in the morning for classes. You know, brush my hair out, maybe a little makeup. Look…mornings are rough for me, okay?

Groovification: Yawn It’s my birthday isn’t it? Thanks but- I’m gonna use it as an excuse to sleep in a little longer…

Home Tap - Groovy: In Savanaclaw it’s tradition for all the guys to come to the room of the “birthday boy's” at midnight. For such rowdy, boneheads the guys here have such soft underbellies…

Duo:

[YUU]: Ugh. What is it now, Leona?

[LEONA]: Hm? Can’t a guy help out his cute underclassmen, Yuu?

Birthday Login Message: Oh, yeah I guess it’s my birthday today. Shh, not so loud! The guys here are already so nosy. Oh, they're already planning something? And they invited you? Okay fine, what did you bring me?

Now that you're here might as well stay for the bonfire tonight. There'll be plenty of grilled meat…Yume’s bringing smores if we're lucky.  Here…the stars are brighter than at any other dorm. Heh, guess being out in the wild has it's perks sometimes.

[kankuroplease]

Genin days with Nart

[codemiracle]

HOLY SHIT ARE YUUTA AND TATSU SIBLINGS???

I mean i'm technically lying I do know the truth I'm not saying it just yet lmao.

[distant-velleity]

DEVIANT IN LOOKING-GLASS LAND - Yuuta Nakajima

A boy from another world with a foul mouth and a fouler temperament. He possesses the strange ability to manipulate lightning. However, even his short temper and strange behavior hide a heart of gold.

For the sake of a harmonized society, we suppress that which makes us “strange” and cast aside that which is “wrong.” However, if you can’t even do that—what then?

Yuuta has always, for better or for worse, been the black sheep of the flock. Even when transported to Twisted Wonderland out of nowhere, that doesn’t seem like it will change.

…Or will it?

Below the cut is more information about yet another “Yuu”~

PERSONALITY

Straight-forward, foul-mouthed, irritable, and hardly agreeable—these are all apt descriptions of Yuuta, a stereotypical delinquent. He sees no point in enduring what he considers to be meaningless, so more often than not, he calls things as he sees them. In the eyes of many, he tends to be a rebel without a cause, a brute with no respect for authority. Indeed, sometimes he does not look at the bigger picture and lets his temper get the better of him. 

His anger management issues and bitterness often battle for control or mix to result in destructive choices. He has an admirable ability to commit to things out of spite, but as expected, he isn’t one to plan for long-term goals. Still, in the heat of a fight, this makes him a powerful if dangerous and hard-to-control ally. 

Of course, Yuuta isn’t entirely unbearable. Somewhere beneath his grating exterior is a genuine ability to care for others and a strong desire for fairness. Once he’s accepted someone as more than tolerable, he’ll defend them no matter what. It just… takes a while to prove yourself worthy of getting past his walls.

…All the same, he is no stranger to being affable, people-pleasing, and friendly, but that’s a story for another time.

ABILITIES

Lightning: Born with the strange ability to call upon lightning/thunder, this—in Crowley’s eyes—qualified Yuuta to be a student at Night Raven College; one with accommodations, at least. Yuuta’s powers are partially dependent on his emotions, but because of years of practice, he is actually rather skilled with controlling his powers: if he grows angry or hostile outside of an actively dangerous situation, the worst result is generally just some static. He is also immune to lightning and lightning magic, as his body simply acts as a lightning rod/conductor when struck.

Fighting: On top of being physically fit, Yuuta also has a few years of getting into fights under his belt. Though not enough to face off against a professional, if you were to pit him against several others his size, he would be alright. 

TRIVIA

Yuuta was born and raised alongside a twin brother. If it weren’t for Yuuta bleaching his hair and possessing an entirely different demeanor, they would be almost identical. 

He has difficulty in most academic areas, and often requires the help of a tutor. However, he has a natural aptitude for fine arts, especially and specifically where music is concerned. 

The earrings he wears were a gift from someone he no longer talks to.

Inspirations: unOrdinary, Sasaki and Miyano, etc. 

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taglist (ask to be added or removed): @thehollowwriter @theleechyskrunkly @elenauaurs @casp1an-sea @nahelenia

@boopshoops @skriblee-ksk @scint1llat3 @nemisisnemi @nyx-of-night

@sillyslipperybananapeel @beneathsakurashade @kathxrat-01 @lumdays @twistedwonderlandshenanigans

[mik0is0bored]

Cigarettes and the Holidays

��JJK oc short fic

Masterlist

Playlist🎧

Fyi: very long! (It took me 7 hours to write, and it's also 8 pages long on Google docs)

Note: Really all it is is that in my English class we had to write smth holiday related and why not right abt mine (Hanako) and a friends(Satsuki) jjk ocs? With angst of course!

Note: it initially starts at the shibuya incident, and it takes awhile to lean into the holidays like early December to the epilogue which is the day of christmas

Description: Hanako and Satsuki thought they'd be best friends forever. They're childhood friends, nothing can separate them. But the night of October 31st, 2018 in Shibuya, their life goes to shit.

Tags: not a lot of swearing (there is only one or two curse words cus this is an assignment for english), LOTS of gore in the flashback after Hanako finds Satsuki, bittersweetness, HEAVY ANGST

November 1st, 2018, 01:54 am

Hanako quietly leaned against the wall, the water droplets hitting her face. She had only moments ago gotten out of a battle alive, only having to cut off her leg to survive.

Hanako wished she hadn't gotten into that fight with Satsuki, then she wouldn't have to forever live with the fact she had insulted her best friend, only for hours later to see her friend leaning her back against the wall, bleeding from several spots on her body.

October 31st, 2018, 20:37 pm

“He said stick together, Hanako!”

“Do you want to have less casualties, and the possibility of us both living, or more casualties? Because if we’re grouped up, we could both die.”

“You’re so pessimistic!”

“I’m being realistic, Satsuki! Because you and I both know there’s a chance of us both dying if we stay together!”

“That is pessimism!”

“You don’t know anything about missions or anything! You're going to be helpless on this mission! Your curse technique is useless!”

Silence fell over the two teenage girls. It was quiet for quite a while before Satsuki spoke, her voice solemn, not its usual teasing yet powerful timbre. “Look, we’re both stressed about this mission and our goal. But although, your idea… about splitting up, I’m not so sure. You know what I’m tryna say?”

Hanako exhaled, knowing Satsuki was right, but she didn't want to admit it. The dark-haired teenager exhaled an exasperated sigh before speaking.

“Mhmm… yeah, I suppose,” Hanako began, hesitating between her sentences before speaking once more, “But if we split up, there's a chance we might save more peopleー” While in the middle of her statement, Satsuki spoke up once more.

“I know you’re stressed, I can practically hear it in your voice,” Satsuki began, running her fingers through her lilac hair before finishing her statement. “But I have a compromise.”

Hanako was about to retaliate before she heard the word “compromise”, her interest was piqued as she raised an eyebrow, hoping Satsuki would continue. Satsuki saw Hanako’s incredulous expression and continued.

“Keep an eye on the time, at 21:20, meet back here, yeah?” Hanako let herself listen to her friend’s words before nodding slowly. “Yeah, meet you back here at 21:20.”

The two girls nodded and gave each other a thumbs up before going their separate waysー but little did the both of them know, it was the last time they would both see each other okay.

November 1st, 2018, 02:37 am

Hanako exhaled, slowly sliding against the wall, trying to drag herself to the infirmary base set up at the start of the attacks. She wasn’t one to usually show her expressions, but right now, how could she not feel emotional?

She had got into a fight with her friend, watched her die in her arms, and had to cut off her leg to survive. Hanako thought that even the strongest of people couldn't hide their emotions after such damage mentally, physically, and emotionally.

She eventually got herself dragged to the makeshift hospital that was set up, and she saw Shoko walk over to her and grab her shoulders.

“Are you okay? Where’s Satsuki?” she heard the older woman say, but Hanako was too emotionally wrecked to respond verbally. The only thing she could do was shake her head, trying to imply what had happened to her best friend.

Shoko noticed this and nodded, helping the 16-year-old girl to one of the cots placed in the city center, before taking out medical supplies to stop the bleeding from where Hanako had cut her leg off.

Hanako felt herself drifting in and out of consciousness, before ultimately falling asleep, her mind replaying everything that had happened in the last few hours.

October 31st, 2018, 23:28 pm

Hanako couldn't find any clocks that she could read, so she began sprinting around the area to find one that wasn't shattered.

She eventually found a readable clock, it had read 23:28 pm. Two hours and eight minutes past when Hanako promised to meet back up with Satsuki.

She began sprinting back to where the two had promised to meet up, only to find that Satsuki wasn’t there.

If that didn’t increase her anxiety levels, what did?

Hanako was now running in any direction, seconds passing like years. Her mind was swarming with thoughts and questions. “Should they have stayed together?” “Did she also lose track of time as well?” “Is she hurt?”

Hanako felt like hours had passed before she eventually came to a stop, seeing Satsuki’s scythe, knowing that Satsuki was somewhere nearby. Her muscles were aching, her body screaming for rest, but she ignored the warning signs and continued to run to find Satsuki.

And then she found her.

Laying against the rubble, Satsuki appeared to have none of her limbs remaining; both arms and legs missing, and a small hole in her side that seemed to go through her entirely. Her face was bloodied and bruised, her hazel eyes closed.

Hanako stood that 10ーor soー feet away from her, feeling like the world around her was crashing down. The dark-haired girl felt her legs beginning to move, starting to walk, then turning into a jog, a run, until she was once again full-on sprinting to her lilac-haired friend.

The closer Hanako got, the more injuries she could see. There was a gash on Satsuki’s forehead, and if it wasn’t noticeable before, Satsuki lay in a pool of her blood.

Hanako raced over to her and slid her knees on the pavement, not caring if she scaped her knees, that her knees were beginning to bleed. This wasn’t about her. Hanako began carefully yet firmly shaking Satsukiーor what remained of herー speaking in an unusual desperate tone.

“Hey. Hey… HEY!” Hanako began speaking, her voice increasing in desperation and volume. “Hey, wake up, open your eyes… come on, open your eyes, Satsuki…” Hanako would continue to shake Satsuki before her hazel eyes opened halfway.

“Hanako, hey,” Satsuki whispered, her voice was faint, and her eyes looked slightly glazed over, causing Hanako’s heart to ache.

Hanako swallowed before responding “Hey, idiot, you took quite the beating.” Hanako forced a fake smile, cringing at her voice and how forced her voice sounded.

Satsuki exhaled quietly, barely shaking her head before speaking “Yeah, totally not, I'm completely uninjured,”

A fond smile graced Hanako’s face before noticing tears falling from Satsuki’s eyes. She was crying. If Hanako could remember, she hadn’t ever seen Satsuki cry, but then again, she wasn’t focused on the past.

Hanako wasn’t usually the vulnerable one out of the two teens, but to hell with it. She felt her hand move some of Satsuki’s blood-dried lilac hair out of her face, knowing exactly who her friend had encountered, who had injured her friend like this but decided against bringing him up.

Hanako closed her eyes before opening them, to see Satsuki’s dull hazel eyes. Hanako opened her mouth to speak, but Satsuki spoke up first, tears streaming down her face.

“I don’t… I dont want to dieー”

Hanako felt her heart squeeze in her chest, knowing how Satsuki had off and on been afraid of dying and hearing the desperation in her friend’s voice didn't help.

Hanako placed her hands in her lap before speaking, “I’m sorry, if there was anything I could do, I would do it, but you’ve lost so much blood.”

Silence fell between the two girls before Satsuki took in a deep breath, looking up at Hanako before speaking, “There’s something in my right pocket, can you get it?” Hanako nodded, carefully reaching into her pocket, grabbing the object in her pocket, before pulling her hand out of the pocket.

What she had found inside Satsuki’s pocket was a cigarette, and Hanako exhaled quietly before looking over Satsuki’s face, an expression saying “Really?”

Satsuki laughed faintly before speaking, her voice slowly fading the more time passed, “In December, I want you to use this.”Hanako didn’t understand why Satsuki wanted her to use cigarettes. Was she losing her memory? Did she forget that Hanako explicitly said she thought cigarettes were gross?

Satsuki smiled, almost as if she wasn’t bleeding to death right now, before speaking “I know you hate it, but only this once, please?”

Hanako exhaled, but this might as well be Satsuki’s dying wish, so she should just roll with it, and follow through. She nodded before speaking, trying to avoid her voice cracking, “Yeah, yeah. I will, I promise.”

“Good,” Satsuki replied, closing her eyes, her breathing slowing down rapidly. Hanako knew that any moment her friend was going to pass on, her heart racing with sadness. Hanako cleared her throat and spoke, her voice wavering slightly.

“I just want you to know that I’m sorry. I don’tー I don’t think your technique is stupid, I dont think any of the things I said. I’m sorry.”

Satsuki opened her hazel eyes, mouthing the words “It’s okay,” and Hanako nodded, her deep blue eyes looking over Satsuki’s face. Hanako didn’t know how much time had passed with the both of them sitting in silence, trying to savor their last moments together.

Hanako closed her eyes for a moment or so before opening them again, turning her gaze to look over to Satsuki, her chest no longer rising and falling. Hanako felt for Satsuki’s pulse on her neck, with no luck.

Hanako inhaled a few deep breaths, taking a few seconds for the situation to set in. After a few minutes, Hanako felt tears rapidly falling from her eyes. She held the cigarette Satsuki had wanted her to have in her hand, being careful not to smash it in her fist.

After a few minutes of sobbing, Hanako collected herself, wiping her eyes and putting the cigarette in her pocket.

November 1st, 2018, 05:19 am

Hanako woke up, looking at her surroundings, feeling a pounding in her head, a headache. She took in a deep breath, noticing she wasn’t lying in the cot she had passed out in…

how long ago had it been?

Hanako continued to look around, finally realizing she was in the infirmary back at school. She looked down at herself, seeing she was wearing a hospital gown. She slowly sat up,ーshe tried to anywayー trying to get a glimpse of outside the window.

All of a sudden, Hanako bit back a scream of pain, feeling a sharp pain in her leg. She moved her hand to her leg, only to feel the blankets against her hand. She looked down, noticing her leg up to her upper thigh, had been fully severed, cut off.

She pulled the covers off, to notice stitches where her leg had been amputated. Slowly, she began to gain her memories of what had happened last night, remembering how she had cut off her leg, how she had lost Satsuki…

Hanako looked over at the side table beside the bed, finding the call button, and shakily pressing the button. Moments later, Shoko stepped into the room. Shoko, noticing Hanako’s face turn from slightly tranquil to worried, spoke.

“Don’t worry Hanako, we retrieved Satsuki’s body, your uniform is being repaired and cleaned, and the cigarette is back in your dorm room.”

Hanako nodded quietly, letting herself relax ever so slightly.

A couple of hours passed, and Hanako asked if she could go outside to look around, and a little bit later, a wheelchair was placed in her room.

Hanako carefully lowered herself into the wheelchair from the bed, wheeling her way outside onto the campus trails. She wheeled past the training grounds, the pond that she and Satsuki would occasionally shove each other into.

Hanako found herself wheeling over to the cemetery, where all students and staff who died on missions were laid to rest.

Hanako looked for Satsuki’s grave, and after a few moments, she found her best friend’s grave under the lilac tree. This caused a faint smile creeping onto Hanako’s face, knowing that Satsuki’s hair had been a lilac purple.

Hanako then noticed it was raining down ash, most likely from the fires the attack from last night had caused. Hanako found this kind of comical, but it made her heart ache at the same time, the lilac tree and the ash reminding her of her best friend.

December 19th, 2018, 15:16 pm

Hanako had her hands stuffed in her pockets, wearing her winter uniform of courseーbecause what person was going to wear a skirt in the middle of winter? ー wearing an ushanka over her messy dark brown hair.

Snowflakes were falling to earth, hitting her with nostalgia, sitting by Satsuki’s grave and watching the ash fall from the sky, almost symbolizing everything somehow. Hanako walked down the path, no longer using a wheelchair.

Yes, after much convincing by Shoko, Hanako allowed herself to request a prosthetic leg. Luckily, her prosthetic leg helped improve her skills on missions and training. Hanako felt slightly more whole again after she got the prosthetic.

Hanako walked past the tree over by the training grounds. Reminiscing a memory the two friends had shared around the holidays in their first year of high school.

December 6th, 2017

The two friends decided to meet up over by the training grounds, Hanako waiting by the tree for Satsuki, standing out in the downfall of snowflakes. About what seemed like hours later (it was more like 10 minutes), Satsuki ran over to Hanako, smiling and waving.

Hanako got a closer look at Satsuki’s hat, an ushanka. Hanako raised an eyebrow at the hat before speaking. “Satsuki, no offense, but what the hell is that?” Satsuki laughed loudly, her hazel eyes reflecting the sun that was bouncing off of the powdery-looking ground.

“It’s an ushanka, translated to ‘ear flap hat!” Satsuki said, her voice bright, causing Hanako to exhale and shake her head, a small smile finding its way onto her face, speaking quietly.

“Let me guess, to keep your ears warm?”

“Yep!”

Hanako laughed quietly, before feeling something cold hit her back, turning around to see Satsuki holding a few snowballs in her arms, exhaling quietly before speaking. “You couldn’t resist, could you?”

Satsuki rolled her eyes before shaking her head, a smile on her face. “Nope,”

December 19th, 2018, 15:20 pm

Hanako smiled quietly to herself, the memory coming to an end, as the winter winds eased any worries she previously had. Now, Hanako was the one wearing Satsuki’s ushanka, noticing that it truly did keep her ears warm.

Hanako let her mind wander, memories she could remember leading up to this moment, walking around the campus in the middle of December, and then she remembered something.

The cigarette that Satsuki had given Hanako just before she died.

Hanako pulled the cigarette from her winter uniform pants pocket, inspecting it carefully, every indent, dirt stain. It truly was the only thing she had left of her friend (although her friend had told Hanako that she could go through her things, Hanako didn’t feel like she was ready to do that yet.)

As Hanako was inspecting the cigarette carefully, she noticed something she hadn’t noticed before, something written in small handwriting, causing Hanako to move the small object closer to her face, reading it carefully and slowly. It read;

“I thought you said cigarettes were disgusting?”

Hanako laughed quietly, feeling her eyes beginning to water, speaking quietly to herself, her voice sounding annoyed, but she wasn’t annoyed in the slightest. “Satsuki, you’re an idiot,”

And as cheesy as what Hanako did next was, she looked up to the sky, shaking her head, mock exasperation in her voice, “You always gotta have the last words, don’t you?” Hanako reached into her pocket to pull out a lighter, as she walked over to the cemetery, and sat beside Satsuki’s grave, and under the lilac tree, listening to the winter silence.

[EPILOGUE] December 25th, 2018

Despite it being Hanako’s first Christmas without a leg, it was also her first Christmas without Satsuki, causing her depression to increase slightly, but regardless of wanting to stay in bed all day and rot, she forced herself out of bed, deciding to not change into her uniform, wearing her new boyfriend’s sweatshirt (which looked slightly oversized on her), and plaid pajama pants.

She brushed her hair and teeth and washed her face just for the heck of it. She exhaled quietly, looking herself over in the mirror. She had bags under her eyes. Her depression wasn't crippling, but some days it got worse, and she didn’t want to get out of bed, but she always forced herself to find a reason.

Hanako eventually gained the courage to go through Satsuki’s thingsー she only went through a small portion of the things in her dormー but found a necklace that Satsuki always wore, the necklace being the shape of a scythe, that looked almost exactly like the one Satsuki always had carried around on missions, and now Hanako wore it, no matter what, she swore to never take it off.

Hanako put on a pair of socks and slipped on her black slides, before placing a hair tie on her wrist, taking a few steps over to her doorknob, closing her eyes for a few seconds before opening the door and stepping out, going out of her dorm into the common room, to meet up with her boyfriend, and the rest of their friends.

Her boyfriend is Yuuta btw🤭🤭

Sorry the urge to write crippling angst got to me😔

Not gonna lie I'm kinda anxious cus dude my English teacher is going to think I'm depressed as hell

↳ well i am (undiagnosed) depressed but not crippling depression yk

My auto correct while righting these bullet points is trying to make me sound grammatically correct and that is NOT how I type...

Anyways I hope besides the crippling depression and angst you liked this♡♡

©mik0is0bored, 2024. Do not translate or copy.

[kura-tsuki]

The twins into these 👇

[comingyourlugubriousness]

Fuck it mario au

I started this au a few months ago as a goof but actually really liked it! And I just saw the mario movie yesterday (it was great better than I expected and actually made me emotional in some parts lol) So I figured I would finally share this! Feel free to send me asks about this au bc I have a good amount of lore and I'm also still making some!

Basic summary: Yuuta and Yume take the place of Mario and Luigi and other twst characters are inhabitants of the Kingdom!

Since the Mario Lore/world is so expansive I'm really just doing whatever I like with this and making it my own.

Big thanks to @bunnwich and @artistfaeryfor indulging my crazy au's. The toad oc I made in the paper mario style belongs to @artistfaery And Yuuta of course belongs to @bunnwich

MARIO MOVIE SPOILERS:

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Man mario and luigi was iseki'd just like yume and yuuta for real wow

[clackclackboom]

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[virydia]

C U T E…

An old skeb of my jjk oc Mayu with best baby boy yuuta (๑>◡<๑)

[konohamaru-sensei]

happy birthday @kankuroplease <3 i hope you enjoy your day as much as Yuuta is enjoying his :D

[cabbylove03]

So another one of my rants I like to go on when it’s about fandom culture lacking media literacy and not telling the difference between fiction and reality lol 😂

But anyway, I be seeing a lot of people get mad at people sexualizing their own OCS and drawing them in provocative or sexual ways (keep mine not them doing it to other people OCs but THEIR own OCs) it’s just so weird to me how the goal post will always be move. First it was “stop sexualizing fictional characters” now it’s “stop sexualizing your own fictional characters” lol 😂

Now as someone who has OCs in different fandoms by ALL means sexualize them to your heart content lol you want to make smut make some smut or fan art (because I can’t draw worth shit anyway) you can age them up or down, you can give them whatever kinks you like (I’m not really sure about scat or piss tho but do you) because fiction and fictional characters are like clay you can mold and make it into whatever you want.

(Also should I share my OCs?) Let me know

Anyway, RANT OVER lmao

@kazuwhora @yuujies @hoejosatoru @sukunascumslut @yuujispinkhair @kisa-rae @tinycutesuccubus @saeitoshiscockpleaser @satorusluver @fireflylitsky @fushiguroshotwife @fuyuswifey @antis-are-fucking-stupid @iinziivii @littledarlingbunbun

[kankuroplease]

Multisaku Saku/OC Silliness pt 1

[emjiroki]

Now I'm curious

[distant-velleity]

Deviant in Looking-Glass Land (Teaser)

The boy stared into the mirror before him. Eyes bore into him, whispers mixing in with the crackling of fire. In this vast hall, he alone was an outcast. 

It was so different, but so familiar. He held his chin up high, refusing to show weakness.

“State your name,” rumbled the “face” in the mirror.

“Yuuta. Nakajima Yuuta.”

“...The nature of your soul is…”

Silence slowly fell upon the assembly of students, everyone waiting with bated breath. In irritated anticipation, Yuuta clenched his hands into fists. 

“——Divergent.” 

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HI GUYS!!! so i don't have his full introduction ready yet as i still need to make the art and flesh out. a lot of things, but in the meanwhile i wanted to give you this--because i'm bringing in another yuu OC!!! yay!!!

yuuta is actually a pre-existing oc i've had for a while now, but i'll be using him as my other "yuusona"; he isn't part of TGTWST but rather has his own timeline, which will be called Deviant in Looking-Glass Land (DVLGL for short lol)

i'm excited to share my concepts and thoughts for him with all of you, just as i've been doing for yuhua~

stay tuned!

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That’s right. I wanted to kill him all along.  He, who wore the same face and shared the same blood as me. The one who was always the complete opposite of me. That day, I gave up on maintaining an image of “self-control.” I should have regretted it, but I felt relieved.  Surely, this was the end of my suffering.  Surely, with his death, I can finally be—

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[mik0is0bored]

THIS IS THE CUTEST PICREW TO ME RN😭🫶

[kura-tsuki]

Planning to draw a comic about how they reunion...

Mostly MKY & TKMC make YT meet YK tho