#omori hcs

[yourstrulydaniel]

omori doodle page that will probably end up growing in size. i swear i’ll put kel on here soon

rb with your favorite in tags, these are all just little hcs or ideas in my head. i like drawin these guys

ill give more info on the sp!au omori soon, hes from an au ive been writing called sunnypuddle

yay

[crowbasils]

headcanon that basil’s eyes used to be pretty droopy (but not as droopy as headspace basil’s) and as he grew up it got sharper and sharper (while still somewhat rounded, it now goes more up instead of down)

[pineappleciders]

hii!!! can i please request a sunny x reader who absolutely loves musical theatre/theatre/just acting in general?

thank you and have an awesome day! <3

SUNNY with an S/O who loves theatre/acting

he's very interested in it!!! he'd love to watch you in a play from the audience. he'd be watching you with like pure wonder and amazement in his eye

if you show an interest in singing, he'd love to hear it. honestly sing him to sleep or something and he's in love

if you apply for a school play or something every day and night he asks you if you heard anything about if you got a part or not. he prays every night that you got the role you wanted

and when you do, he helps you practice every night!!!! like he uses flash cards or something to help you memorize your lines and helps you recite whatever dance you have to do

he might be a little shy about it so you'll probably just have to observe it but he really wants to try dancing with you. he sometimes saw hero and mari dancing and to him dancing together is like the epitome of true love

so you'd probably just have to notice how he kind of sways with you when teaching you a dance or notice how he looks like he wants to say something. and when you ask if he wants to dance he kind of gets flustered but agrees quickly

whenever you literally do anything, like dancing or singing or acting he just gets completely lost in your eyes. like he just thinks it's so cool. he totally spaces out watching you and you have to shake him back to reality

he'd love to watch plays or musicals with you!!!! he's on the edge of his seat completely enamored in whatever you're watching

he's your #1 fan and helper. he'll give you thumbs up or like mouth something from the crowd to remind you of a line. he loves watching you act, even if you mess up. it adds to the charm, he thinks :)

[ampheenix]

Sunflower Day 4: Angst

So, then…

This was it.

Omori stood, hair rustling in the cool breeze as he looked down and over the city, whilst the DREAMER made pathetic struggles to regain control. His stony gaze flickered for a second, wincing at the havoc being wrecked inside his mind.

No matter. He would save him no matter what… it was his role, who he was.

If this was the only way left to save the DREAMER from further suffering…

Then, so be it.

…

…It was a long way down…

Did he want to jump?

Yes, Omori decided.

Sunny was no longer thrashing about wildly, and had gone completely silent. Omori could tell he had finally accepted it, and was relieved. Good, he had finally given in, finally understood why he was doing this.

His hospital gown flapped in the wind as he prepared to take a stop forward, eyes on the bright blue sky and fluffy clouds surrounding him-

But all of a sudden, he heard a door slowly creak open behind him, footsteps pitter-pattering behind him on the rooftop, sounding almost tentative.

Well, that could be a problem, Omori thought to himself. Better to get rid of his intruder so that they couldn’t try to stop him.

He turned around with a neutral expression, that flickered when he saw BASIL.

“BASIL! BASIL HELP!!” Sunny cried desperately from the inside, now thrashing against the surface of Omori’s mind again. The monochrome boy’s brow furrowed, what a pain.

 Basil stood completely silent, widened eyes darting from the rooftop’s edge to where Omori stood, uncomprehending. His shaky hands grabbed onto the sides of his blue hospital gown as if to steady himself, blinking away tears that threatened to fall, before he opened his mouth.

“S-sunny. P-please, just… j-just step away from the edge.” Basil’s voice cracked, eyes pleading, and Omori’s eyes narrowed.

“No.” He said shortly, and turned back towards the city. This was clearly a waste of time, and he was running short of that at the moment.

Omori winced despite himself, trying to ignore the headache throbbing at his temples.

The DREAMER was fighting like a wild animal inside, clawing tooth and nail at Omori’s defences with an energy he certainly hadn’t had before. What on earth could have occurred to trigger this-?

Nevermind.

Omori already knew, eyes turning to level on Basil accusingly- before they widened slightly.

Aubrey, Kel, Hero, Mari and Basil ran past the blonde boy in the hospital gown on the rooftop, laughing and yelling at the top of their voices.

“Omori, there you are!” Mari exclaimed with relief, in a gently chastising manner as she put an arm around him. “I was so worried!”

“Hurry up already, you’re taking foreeeever!” Aubrey whined, folding her arms petulantly as Kel did the same, looking impatient. “Yeah, c’mon Omori! We’ve been waiting for ages now!!”

“Pfft, as you can see, Kel and Aubrey are the same as ever.” Hero smiled warmly, before his smile slipped a bit, looking uncertain. “But um, you have been taking your time which is fine, but… y’know, the others are getting a tad impatient…”

Basil gaped at all of this behind them, and Omori turned to look at him with a neutral expression, before it flickered. Omori clutched his head with both hands, willing away the pain, he refused to let the DREAMER be held back by Basil again.

Shoot, this wasn’t good… Omori’s fingernails dug into his skull, drawing blood as he struggled to focus. Mari’s arm loosened and his friends crowded around him, looking concerned. “Omori?”

It flickered again and again and again and-

Sunny gasped, choking out a cough as he struggled to breathe, eyes screwed up as he tried to ignore the agony at his temples.

“B-basil!!” He got out through the lump in his throat, feeling tears sting his eyes as he desperately tried to fight through his friends towards him.

“S-sunny?! Is that you, are you, are you- under c-control or something?? O-oh God, it’s Something again i-isn’t it?!” Basil said frantically, stumbling towards him over the roof despite his exhaustion because fuck, Sunny could die here.

And it would be Basil’s fault, again.

“Omori? Why are you trying to run away?” His friends said accusingly, and Sunny stumbled back as their faces appeared to distort, stretching into sinister glitched smiles as they walked towards him in unison.

“N-no, I, I just… I didn’t, pl-please, stop!” Sunny said, panicked, and his eyes locked onto Basil’s just as he flickered again. Sunny gasped as the sheer pain hit, Omori clawing and stabbing the inside as he attempted to fight back through.

He let out a hiss as his fingers found bloody welts left there just a few seconds earlier, desperately trying to calm down… “Basil… pl… please… h-help…” He whimpered, falling to his knees as his friends swarmed around him, slowly dragging him over to the edge.

“SUNNY!” Basil gasped, desperately trying to stagger over to where Sunny stood- god, curse his hospital-bed-weakened body!! “Just- h-hang in there, I- I’m coming!!” He choked out, feeling tears blur his vision as his voice shook, trying his damn best not to have a panic attack because fucking GOD this was NOT the time. He would not let Something take Sunny away again!

 Sunny Omori inhaled sharply, pulling himself up as he resolutely ignored the pounding coming from his skull. His friends distorted back into shape, kind faces looking worried for him as they helped him to his feet and over to the rooftop’s edge.

Basil blinked back tears, hands shaking from desperation and fear as he shoved his way in-between Kel and Aubrey, ignoring their irritated expressions, before he finally, finally got a hold of Sunny on the forearm, dragging him back to safetywith all the force he could muster.

“Sunny, co- come on!” Basil’s voice trembled, but kept trying to push throughout the bone-deep exhaustion that was weighing down his entire body because this wasn’t about him.

Omori glared at him, trying to pull his hand out of Basil’s vice-like grip before his pinched expression flickered, the DREAMER scrabbling at the insides desperately as he struggled to overtake his alter ego. Sunny took a deep breath, before making a final push through-

“Sunny, pl-please, co… come back!” Basil sobbed, struggling to keep pulling through the bone-deep exhaustion that weighed down his entire body, gripping onto Omori’s hand like it was his tether to life itself. Through his blurred vision, he realised that Something was finally gone, and Sunny’s terrified, pale face was staring back at him.

“Hey, stop that you jerk!” Aubrey said angrily, pulling at Basil’s hands still gripping tightly onto Sunny’s wrist. Kel joined her in trying to pull Sunny away from him, stubborn as he glared, “Omori doesn’t want to come with you!”

Mari’s face distorted, glitching out as her nails dug painfully into Basil’s hands. He let out a yelp, tightening his hands as he stared fearfully into the dark abyss of her eyes. Mari smiled so wide her mouth started to stretch and bleed at the edges, as she said kindly, “Come on, he won’t be happy here! We’re just helping him, can’t you see?”

Hero’s face lengthened nightmarishly, his glitching hands joining Mari and Aubrey’s as they started to drag Sunny further towards the edge. “Are you really trying to stop Omori from what will help him most?” Hero said with a disappointed frown, and Basil shook his head confusedly, tears still blurring his gaze as he screwed up his eyes and pulled.

“St-stop it, just stop it!” He cried, feeling red-hot pain flare up from where his childhood friends were raking their nails down his arm, the hot blood welling up on his arm feeling like a burning fire, turning his fingers to charcoal.

He opened his eyes against his will, and was met with… his own face.

Basil looked at him sadly, colourful flowers moving with his mint-green hair as he shook his head slowly, chagrined.

Basil slowly blinked his blue eyes and tilted his head slightly, as if confused.

“You’re supposed to love this boy, right?” The mirrored version of himself whispered gently, and Basil stiffened completely, terrified as he met the other’s eyes.

“I love him too, so I’m doing what’s best for him.” The green-haired boy leant in closer, a small smile dancing on his lips.

“Seems to me like you’re being a bit selfish.”

Basil froze completely, trembling as the childhood version of himself reached forward to where his friends were digging their nails into his skin, and foolish thought for a moment he would remove his friend’s fingers for a moment, sagging in relief.

Basil met his counterpart’s eyes, and watched as he grinned maliciouslyat him with relish before he lifted his fingers, before raking them down his arms as hard as he could.

Basil let out a broken sob, feeling hot blood running down his arms. He gazed pleadingly at Sunny who was being weakly pulled forwards and backwards like a ragdoll.

Their eyes met, both of them terrified. Sunny tried to say something, looking anguished before he screwed up his face, clearly in pain.

“I… B-basil, I’m…” Tears welled up in Sunny’s eyes, and Basil realised with startling clarity that this was the first time he’d ever seen him cry. A sob forced its way out of his throat, and Basil hopelessly tugged back and forth at Sunny’s arm even as his childhood friends clawed at his fingers.

Their eyes met again, both of them desperate as Sunny spoke for the first time in four years.

“I-I’m sorry.” Sunny choked out, voice cracking pathetically and before Basil could say a word, Sunny’s eyes turned stony. His face slackened and his painful wincing stopped, and Basil knew he was back.

Sunny Omori started pulling with his friends, teeth clenching as he tried to get away from the boy who had caused all this in the first place, who had ruined Sunny’s life before it had even begun. The boy whose existence he had to keep deleting over and over every time he found out the truth, again and again and again.

Omori became ANGRY.

It was all this boy’s fault.

With the help of his friends, he made one final yank, clenching his jaw at the agony assaulting his temples. Ugh, why couldn’t the DREAMER see he was doing this for him?!

Finally free, Omori followed his friends to the edge, feeling a warm fuzzy feeling inside as he looked around at everyone’s bright and happy faces. The pain in his head caused by the DREAMER hadn’t yet abated, but he barely noticed it when he was blinded by the brightness of his friend’s smiles.

“You ready, Omori?” Mari said with a gentle smile, holding out her hand for him to take.

Omori dipped his head forward in assent, taking her hand gently, and her smile widened.

“Thanks, little brother… I knew you could do it.”

“S-SUNNY! PL-PLEASE!!” Basil choked out through the lump in his throat, because oh god oh GOD please let Sunny still be there!!

It couldn’t be too late, it just couldn’t…

Eyes so blurred by hot tears that he could barely see anything, his hands weakly reached out to find…

…

Empty space.

…

Basil glanced around, scrubbing at his eyes because surely he just- he just can’t see him, Sunny, Sunny hasn’t jumped yet, there’s still time-  

And with tears cold on his cheeks, eyes red and unblemished arms burning with phantom pain, Basil’s slowly lifts his head.

Basil’s vision is perfect, as he glances around.

…He’s alone.

No one else is here.

Basil’s eyes are dull, as he walks over to the edge of the roof.

He doesn’t look down.

His tear-stained hospital gown flaps in the wind, as a cream-coloured tulip in his hair is picked up and carried away on the cool breeze…

…

…It’s a long way down.

The world is very quiet, as Basil slowly takes a step forward.

I’m sorry too, Sunny. He thought to himself, exhaling softly as he began to fall. I’m so, so sorry I couldn’t save you.

…

Goodnight.

[icy-k-makii-maki-makiii]

RW OMORI CAST HCS!

(Maybe there is some game spoilers ahead!)

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-Sunny would have so many squishmallows when he was younger

-Hero having more ear piercings! But he doesn't wear them around his parents

-Aubrey actually having bruises and bandages on her hands and arms from her baseball bat with nails

-Basil maybe having braces??? (I think it's cute tbhh)

-Mari having Nail polish!! (She pretti in themm)

-Kel also perhaps having a tan line and also some bruises on his knees (I feel like he would be sometimes clumsy while he plays Basketball)

-Basil, Hero and Kel having freckles because they would look cute if they had them :>

-I feel like Heros hair is actually fluffy and he doesn't even need gel to style his hair

-Aubrey having more contact lenses than the cyan one she always uses

-I feel like Sunny would have his hair a bit longer after 4 years tbh

-Kel wanted to have his hair longer when he was still younger like when he was 3-5 so that's why his hair is like that

-...Hero when he was younger having braces ihihi

-Kel maybe tried playing football before??? Maybe but I just imagine him trying it once

-Basil maybe a bit tan and also having a tan line because he does gardening alot outside his home

-Mari found the idea to dye her hair purple because she saw it in those teen Vogue magazines!!

[jupern]

need your omori sexuality, gender, prounoun hcs immedietly!1!!!(/nf)

honestly i haven’t given much thought to it 😭, but i’ll give you what i got :>

sunny: gender-fluid , bi, goes by all pronouns

basil: unlabeled, omni, he/they

kel: cis, gay, he/him

aubrey: cis, lesbian, all pronouns

hero: trans, panromantic ace, he/him

mari: cis, omni, she/her

i came up with some of these on the spot ngl 😭, but i wrote what felt right (to me) :>

[zipsunz]

a comic i made for hero's birthday 🍳 ✨

(art by me, script by @sunkitty143!)

[moog-enthusiast]

you don’t get to choose if you’re gay or straight.

Sunny does. If sunny says so, then you are.

[ch0c00n]

oh to not be in a 36 degree celsius weather right now☀️

[moldsporr]

There are more characters but I couldn't fit them. Want an explanation for some of them ? The answer is I Said So

[crowbasils]

this is my blog and i get to be as spiteful as i want to. anyways i fucking the hate high pitched basil hc and low pitched sunny hc in terms of voice headcanons.

speaking of which. i feel like basil’s voice would be deep but soft?? like if you combined jp naegi & komaeda and all languages wanderer/scaramouche … like yknow??? while sunny’s would be slightly deeper than kel’s, but definitely not deeper than basil’s … methinks.

[emoreooo]

a sweet adventure for us two

[weepingalaxy]

mlm wlw hostility

[uhhhandskullanon]

SCENARIO : BEING STOLEN FROM A NEWFOUND FAMILY FROM YOUR PAST CRIMINAL “FATHERS” DOESN’T FEEL GOOD AT ALL.

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DARK FIC : ANGST FIC : 1,058 WORDS

TWS : HEAVY YANDERE THEMES, MURDER, BLOOD, GORE, KIDNAPPING, CONSENSUAL AND NONCONSENSUAL DRUGGING, THREATS, MENTIONS OF FRAMED TERRORISM, FYOLAI BEING MANIPULATIVE AND DELUSIONAL LITTLE BITCHES /affectionately, READER KIND OF SPIRALS HALFWAY IN

LISTEN TO : I LOVE YOU HOE (w/ 9lives) - Odetari :||: THE FOX’S WEDDING - MASA WORKS DESIGN

You should’ve known that you never really could escape them, no matter how hard you tried. You wanted to scream, shout, sob, beg, whine, yell, anything at all, but the gag in your mouth prevented any sound whatsoever.

Not like if it wasn’t there it’d change anything. The basement is still sound-proof either way. You just wish Fyodor put a second thought in cleaning it up, because it smelled horrid in there.

Probably because of the pile of rotting body parts in the corner, or the bloody, moss-covered walls.

…he probably did this on purpose, actually. It’s only a part of your punishment, for leaving your loving fathers, is what he might say.

The gag was leaving a literal bad taste on your tongue, and if you could see the chains on your wrists, you’d bet they were already bruising and scarring. It was too dark for that though.

That was all in the start, however. It’s been nearly months since you’ve been ‘saved’ and ‘returned,’ in Nikolai’s terms. Everything had only been horrible, up until you were finally trusted enough to be let out of the basement. You would never say this, but it is partially thanks to Nikolai’s delusion and nagging of Fyodor that sped up that process.

…you missed the Agency. A lot, actually.

You missed Atsushi, and how he’d comfort you and you two just went out for chazuke on breaks.

You missed Yosano, and her headpats with the occasional need for healing. Despite her (kind of hidden) sadism, you never really were awake to feel her abilities… pre-measures.

You missed Dazai’s stupid antics, and the way he’d somehow drag you into them one way or another, but always made sure you never really got in trouble.

You missed Ranpo just rambling or being sleepy with you, occasionally sharing sweets and always calling for you to join him on cases whenever he could.

You missed Kunikida scolding you for joining Dazai’s shenanigans, but always doting over you like a real dad.

You missed listening to Kenji ramble about cows and farm animals.

You missed going out with Kyouka and eating crepes with her.

You missed just chatting with Fukuzawa, and even the cats at the shelter you two would visit.

You never voiced these though, because lord forbid you speak of anything or anyone on the outside while within the confines of Fyodor’s new base… you didn’t want to see that basement ever again, either.

“Oh [Y/N]! We’re baaaaaack!~” A (unfortunately and overly) familiar voice called out happily, before you were immediately tackled into a hug by none other than Nikolai. “Didya’ miss us?” He’d ask, and you already knew exactly what to say.

“Of course I did. I always miss you, Dad.” You smiled, hugging him back tightly. You knew how this went, and you knew that this would slowly but surely coax him into letting you out of the base… and after a few outings sticking by his side, surely you’d be freed.

Surely. Surely you kept telling yourself. Optimism and hope slowly blending into desperation and longing inside your mind. Surely you’ll find a way to run away. Patience is a virtue. Patient, patient, patient and good little [Y/N] before you leave them again.

“Waaha, how cute!” He’d exclaim soon after, hugging you even tighter before picking you up and spinning around, and you had to force out a fake chuckle and expression of joy. He only put you down (but still held you,) when Fyodor entered the room, brushing off his coat. It was then when you noted that they both had small splashes of blood splattered across certain spots, but you didn’t say anything on it. You knew how that went…

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"You can't- you can't keep doing this if you want me to stay!" You shouted at the two, blood-soaked males who in return just stared back at you.

"Are you saying you don't want to stay, my dear?"

"N-no, I just...-"

"Are you saying you'd leave us if we didn't stop?"

"That's not what I was saying! Don't put words into my mouth! I- ?!" You were cut off by a sudden cold knife to the throat, held by a gloved hand appearing out of a yellow portal.

"Watch your words wisely," Fyodor warned, "We are your fathers afterall."

'Never,' You wanted to shout, 'Never in a million years will you two ever be anything more than monsters to me.'

But even a fool knows when to bite their tongue.

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“Hey, Father?” You turned to Fyodor whilst still hugging Nikolai.

“Hm? What is it, doll?” He responded, taking off his cape and hanging it on a rack near the door before looking back at you.

You hated that nickname. “Doll.” Like you were some sort of item to show and control.

'Not for long,’ You’d think, ‘Not for very long at all.’ Though you were about to ask a risky question… you’d just hold on tight to Nikolai and hope for the best.

“...what happened to my kidnappers?” You hated referring to the Agency like that.

“Oh.. Well, not much. Merely a bit of… framing.” He said darkly, and eerie and small grin crossing his face.

"They won’t ever take your freedom away again, and you’ll never ever have to leave us again, isn’t that right dove?” Nikolai smiled evilly whale hugging you even tighter to the point that it hurt, and you had to muster up the ‘happiest’ smile you could.

"Yes, thank you Dad, and Father.” You said softly, looking at the two ‘gratefully.’

...You were going to get out of this hell hole, and you were going to save the Agency, one way or another.

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'This might be a bit of a stretch,’ You thought to yourself as you stared down at the large drop ahead of you. Its been a long while, and you’ve finally been allowed to go outside with them… however, you’ve taken precautions. You know exactly what to do.

You’re on top of a large building with a barrier, and you’ve marked it just enough so that you’re only barely out of reach of Nikolai’s ability. It’s also only a matter of time before they find you…

…It’s a long way down. Do you want to jump?

— TAG : @kolyakisses

[the-bugs-under-ur-skin]

Yandere Basil having a sleepover w/ his S/O - Omori

[yandere Basil x reader]

-if it's before you're dating, he probably will psyche himself out of asking you, even though he really wants to

-if it's after, then he's probably asking you every week

-i feel like he'd prefer being in your house than his just because he loves everything about you so he wants to be in your space

-he comes with blankets and plushies for you both to share as a sneaky way to get your smell on his stuff so he can cuddle it when he gets home

-he has a lot of ideas to keep you entertained planned out

-he'll bring over CDs and movies that he thinks you'll like (from all his stalking)

-he prefers to stay inside but he's more wiling to do whatever you want since he likes when you're happy

-before you sleep he makes sure you're comfortable

-fluffs you pillow, hands you a plush, makes sure the blanket is fully covering you

-it's also very hard for him to fall asleep

-he spends most of the night staring at you, roaming around your room, and of course taking pictures

-he takes pictures of your room, your trinkets, clothes, and of course- you

-with how often he wants to sleepover he probably has a scrapbook dedicated to his creepy pics of you

-hopefully your parents won't care, because he'll have sleepovers with you constantly

-school days, birthdays, thanksgiving, christmas...

-don't be shy to ask him over- he probably already has a bag packed!

[donuqx-art]

Im sorry in advance for this ship is the only thing I’m gonna be thinking about for a while,,, theyre just so yuri,, ✏️🌻🌨️🧣