#omori ost

[pineappleciders]

god omoris ost is one of the best i've ever seen, not just for listening to but for the atmosphere it creates in game. like the "Friends." song that i believe plays in the blackspace room where your friends beat up basil. the way it's the original sleepover song but sped up and distorted but the changes are random and small shows how what sunny's been repressing has started to creep it's way into headspace and that he can't keep running from it forever it's SO unsettling

[sweggyq]

Interloper Basil to make up for the lack of him in the Barn comic :))

Oh! And turn the sound up for the third post... it's voice acted :> (thank you to madnopost for voicing Basil!!! ilysm<3)

I wonder what happened to Basil guys :>

[syiy27]

good ending.

[sillybagel25]

HOLY CRAP SHE SAID THE LINE GUYS!!!!! 😨😨😨😨😨😨‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[minos-posts]

something i noticed about my music taste in the past year or so

[bobcross1010]

the ultimate Tenma reference would be if Saki was afraid of the sea you wanna know why???

Toya is afraid of heights. Acrophobia.

Tsukasa is afraid of bugs/spiders. Arachnophobia.

If Saki is afraid of the sea: Thalassophobia.

...Those are all OMORI ost.

it would be.... the ultimate reference.... of all ti me e ...

[greenandsorrow]

Hey, could u write a Basil from Omori oneshot x reader. Male reader that just met Basil at the park while Aubrey and her gang were bullying him. Reader at around the same age as Basil. Reader taller than Basil. Obviously Basil kinda crushes on reader but is shy. Thank u.

by your side•°

🌻Basil x male!reader, sfw🌻

-> fluff/comfort, dare I say cute, descriptive, tall!reader, Omori spoilers, Polly, the Hooligans, a bit of swearing

!!! I don't usually do male!readers, but I was so excited to write for this flower boy!

The artwork is by @/milkymilkyshark on X.🍃

FARAWAY TOWN, 200X

You always liked the peaceful and mundane environment of this place. It's the place you've spent most of your spring breaks in, visiting your grandparents and playing games on their fourth generation computer. The roads are never full of traffic, stray kittens are always at your disposal to pet and each house has its own front yard.

The weather in FARAWAY TOWN is mild, sunny for the most part, the clouds above your head white and fluffy and the grass under your feet bright green and freshly mowed.

Since you've grown out of carelessly playing with your Hot Wheels and bored of rebuilding the same Lego sets over and over again, you decided it's time for a detour at the nostalgic town of your childhood.

As I said, it's quiet and uneventful here... almost. Your grandma kept you up to date with the tragic death of a young girl, four years ago. A suicide that stains the backyard of one of the utopic looking houses.

A shame.

Still, as much as you may be fond of this little town, you don't know its residents all that well. Maybe your detour will change that. You could use some company...

A fresh tee, shoes, keys, a few coins and you're out of the door.

Luckily, everything is within walking distance, so it's easy for you to plan a route for today's outing in your head.

OTHERMART is your first destination of the day. Last time you were here the shop was much smaller. It must've been expanded and you're definitely not complaining about it. You buy two cans of lemonade and some discounted snacks.

After exiting the shop, you debate on whether you should sit by the fountain or walk all the way to FARAWAY PARK, but the thought of enjoying your snacks while being surrounded by nature wins. FARAWAY PARK it is! The possibilities of meeting people are also more favourable in the park.

As you get closer and closer to it, you start hearing birds chirping, kids laughing and yelling, even the occasional bark of some dog. You're tempted to give the venting machines on the entrance a go, but you've used all you had on your snacks and soft drinks.

To your surprise though, it's not just shouts of joy and laughter that can be heard...

"Creep!!!"

Your curiosity is peaked and before you know it, your legs have already carried you to where the -not so happy- shouts are coming from.

The scene in front of you is upsetting to say the least. Six kids your age have surrounded a short boy, who is hugging himself while whimpering, while the pink-haired girl of the group keeps hurling offences his way.

Your chest tightens. This is wrong. You don't know what the full story behind this whole ordeal is, but bullying is certainly not the way to deal with it.

Your height has always made you appear older than you really are and in this moment of havoc, you decide to use this advantage of yours to end this poor boy's suffering. Keeping your strides confident and determined, you get next to the pink-haired girl, placing a hand on her shoulder. You want to appear intimidating.

AUBREY jumps slightly at the unexpected contact and you seize the opportunity to talk first.

"Don't you have anything fucking better to do?!"

She does look furious, but still a bit startled.

"W- what d- did you say?!"

"I'm sure you heard me the first time! Six to one?! Are you really such a big jerk?!"

Some of the kids in her group have turned red in the face, or are avoiding looking your way. That's good. You're not looking for a full blown out fight anyway.

But what are you doing then? Meeting people like your initial goal was? No. You're defending this blonde boy.

Fortunately, after some angry glares and muttered curses, the group retreats from the park. The girl with the pink hair is the last to go.

"We're not done!"

You can't help but roll your eyes at her over the top, tough nut to crack persona. It doesn't matter that much though, she's walking away now and you're left with the victim of her fury.

Despite his stature, he must be your peer. He has fluffy, blond hair with a pink flower tucked behind his ear. He's wearing a green sweater vest over a white button-up shirt, beige shorts and black shoes. It's clear as day that he's a shy one, with a dose of insecurity -based on his body language-.

His teal eyes are kind. The blue in them is so light that they almost look like they're made out of glass... or the glass-like effect is due to how he's still sniffling and wiping tears off his delicate face. He's beautiful, fragile looking.

Have you been staring? Oops-

You don't want to make him feel any worse. AUBREY made him feel trashy enough.

"Thank you..."

His voice is shaky and soft. You nod in response. Oh gosh, you don't have it in you to leave him alone after what he just went through.

"Don't mention it..."

A pinkish blush surfaces on his cheeks and he starts fidgeting with the hem of his sweater vest.

"I- I- I... You really shouldn't have bothered with me... But I'm grateful for the way you interfered. Really."

"Told you it wasn't any trouble. Now, now... What's your name?"

"I'm BASIL. It's very nice to meet you."

How he manages to smile after the crap he endured momente ago is beyond you.

"I... I have some junk food in this bag. We can share it."

You impress yourself.

Spontaneousness means following your heart and you can't help but melt a little inside at his surprised and flustered expression.

"Are you sure? It's just... You bought these for your own enjoyment. I- I wouldn't like to be a nuisance... Y- you really don't have to share your food with me."

"Pick a bench."

BASIL complies silently, his gaze finding an unoccupied bench on a quiet corner.

"...that one?"

"Cool."

You begin walking towards the selected bench. Casting a quick glance behind, you notice that BASIL still is frozen in place, not believing you're not seeing him as a burden and that you actually want his company.

"C'mon!"

Your voice seems to snap him out of whatever trance he was in. His melancholy and anxiousness are the results of MARI's death, combined with AUBREY' bullying. Obviously, you wouldn't even imagine the first reason.

You sit in a slightly awkward, slightly soothing silence. You handed him one of the cans of lemonade and opened a pack of gummies, placing it between you.

"Thank you."

The eye contact he makes is fleeting, but you mentally give him kudos for trying.

"So, what was all this fuss about?"

"With AUBREY?"

"Yeah, not that I care about her stupid name."

BASIL makes a choked sound, maybe a failed attempt to chuckle.

"It's... It's just a misunderstanding. I don't want to tire you with the details."

"You won't tire me. I asked for the full story. You have my permission to start talking non-stop."

"You're very straightforward... You remind me of a friend of mine, KEL"

"Um, I really don't know anyone around here."

"That's okay. You know me now."

You smile at that. He blushes and looks at his shoes. Unbeknown to you, BASIL is starting to develop a strong sense of devotion towards you. You rescued him from the Hooligans, you're patient with him, you're even sharing your precious snacks!

"About the misunderstanding... I don't want to make you see AUBREY in a bad light because of what I'll say."

"She was so cruel to you! How can you defend her?!"

"We used to be friends and-

...she's been through a lot."

"That's not enough to justify her behaviour."

A shrug. He knows you're right. He drops the talk about AUBREY.

"I- I enjoy... enjoyed taking pictures. My memories with my friends are my most treasured possessions. It's nice to be able to capture a whole memory in just a single frame."

There's something really pleasant in his voice. BASIL still is nervous and flustered, however, he now appears to be more willing to talk and more at ease in your presence.

"And that's why I kept a PHOTO ALBUM that contained all the memories I made with my friends..."

"That's interesting... and sweet. Still, I haven't heard anything about misunderstandings."

A sad sigh.

"Are you sure I'm not making you bored with all the talking?"

"I'm invested, you can't stop now."

You sip your lemonade and he chews another gummie. BASIL can't suppress a smile. A sincere one at that, because it reaches his teal eyes. It's been a long time since he had any human contact with someone who isn't Polly.

From what he tells you, the misunderstanding happened because AUBREY got angry at him and stole his PHOTO ALBUM, thinking he had vandalized the photos, even though the photos were actually tampered with by another friend of theirs. She's practically blaming him for something he didn't do.

You want to ask him why would that other friend do such a thing in the first place, but something in his gaze holds you back from doing so.

Luckily, after his explanation of why that girl hates him, you move on to discussing lighter subjects. You don't even realise how much time has passed as you listen to him talk about his plants. That boy has quite the green thumb.

Whether it's some good old gardening, or tending to flowers, to trees, even growing vegetables... he's done it. You're certain his house must look very fairytale-like.

It's afternoon now! Did you spend the whole day rumbling with BASIL? Are you ready to say goodbye? No

"You can come over for dinner. My granny will be more than happy to have you."

BASIL's usual anxiousness gives way to excitement. Grandparents are a sensitive topic to him, but he's so giddy at the prospect of having you as a friend that he doesn't get triggered by the mention of your grandma. In all honesty, your invitation has his stomach doing backflips... That's not something he's felt for a friend before.

Strange.

Chicken with rice is today's main course, with apple pie for dessert. BASIL seemed really pleased, but you're not the biggest fan of pies. So you let him have your own slice as well. It's a good thing you took your dessert in your bedroom, otherwise grandma wouldn't let you rest without eating at least half a slice.

"You have a big Lego collection", observes BASIL on his esteemed place at the edge of your bed. You're sitting right next to him.

"Yeah I know, but I've kind of grown out of it as of late."

Your gazes meet almost involuntarily and you're sure that you're sharing the exact same thought. Moments like this have you believing in telepathy.

The evening passes by with you and him building brick houses, castles and more. You start simple, following the instructions of each set. Soon though, you both allow your creativity to take control.

BASIL has seen many butterflies in his garden, but he never thought possible he'd be able to feel them flutter their wings in his stomach.

When it's time for him to leave, he has a pitiful expression on his face.

"Don't worry, you can come over again tomorrow."

"R- really? I mean... I'd really like it if we kept in touch."

In the morning, the door bell wakes you up. You sit up slowly, stretching and rubbing the sleepiness off your eyes. It's a bit early for you, but you go answer the door anyway.

Your hair is a mess, your thoughts a blur. Who could it even be?

"Good morning! I wanted to give this!"

Here stands Basil, handing you a little flower pot.

"Oh... Hello. What's th- What kind of flower is that?"

He smiles brightly as you take the pot in your hands.

"I'm glad you asked. These are daffodils! As you can see they have a bright and joyful yellow colour. Daffodils are strong, resilient flowers that pop up year after year!"

You're happy. He makes you happy, even when you're hella eepy.

"They symbolize friendship... as well as new beginnings! They're one of the first signs of Spring. Well, you're my new friend, so I thought that you should have them!"

"And what about the new beginnings aspect?"

Another smile.

"Oh! Don't worry about that!"

You'll never know it, but you saved BASIL in the word's truest meaning. He gives you a quick but tight hug.

"That's all for now! I have to visit my granny at the hospital! But we can meet afterwards!"

Once he closes his mouth, you both fall silent and turn tomato red. You manage a smirk and then you're both laughing, giggling and planning your day.

Thank you so much for reading!💛🌼

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[yumiiyummech]

A HOME FOR FLOWERS

A Home For Flowers (decorative chrysanthemum)

"They say that every Chrysanthemum has a different meaning. They all represent something special. When I think of WENDY, I think she reminds me of a Decorative Chrysanthemum! They come with many, many, mesmerizing petals and in so many different colors for different occasions. Also, just like WENDY, she can make any place feel like home."

WOOO! This is a rendition and remix of A Home For Flowers (tulip), tailored for WENDY!

MAIN MELODY beepbox template belongs to @ mel1364 on youtube The original song A Home For Flowers (tulip) belongs to the game OMORI.

fun facts & story below the cut off !

FUN FACTS !

1.) decorative yellow chrysanthemums (primarily the specific chrysanthemum i associate with WENDY), are often used to represent sympathy, sorrow, grief, and even neglected love! They are decorative flowers often used at funerals, cemeteries and other melancholic events. I think if anything, WENDY most aligns herself with the neglected love meaning from her parents prior to meeting the group.

2.) When you listen to the song, there are obvious VIOLIN and PIANO melodies. The violin obviously being played by SUNNY and the piano by MARI. The first part is SUNNY playing the violin alone as practice with WENDY. Since she came from a rich family, she had to learn other useless skills to impress media. Therefore, she was able to teach SUNNY some violin. The second part is a duet that WENDY wrote in which MARI and SUNNY played together while she sat and listened with a warm, fuzzy feeling in her heart.

STORY !

"You should just focus on small, separate notes at a time. Take it easy, Sunny!" Wendy smiled, taking Sunny's hand and rushing him towards his new violin. "I can't quite teach you every note just yet... but you wanna play with MARI, right?"

Sunny nods quietly, his face not hidden from the excitement of finally getting to play more on his violin.

She asked permission before she held the violin in her arms, neck on the rest and her bow on the strings. Sunny thought she was quite elegant and fancy, the way she was holding it. She proceeded to show Sunny the hand placements for a song she wrote just then. Teaching him that he doesn't have to always play a note until his bow room runs out. Short but impactful strokes, so she said.

Sunny remembered this to be a core moment with Wendy. Wendy who so gently guided him to a simple song with a hum and a soothing voice. Sunny was excited to play with Mari. And when Mari came into the room, she sat on the piano and began mimicking Wendy's hum. Together, they played a wonderful melody over and over again until everyone gathered around to listen. It wasn't perfect but it was

their first ever one.

[br0-k3n-sch00lb01]

help me is one of those songs from the omori ost that i listen to on full volume with noise cancelling earbuds.

gives me drawing inspo or somethin. That song is hypnotic or something

[lilac-gold]

Have a snippet of today's piano practice <3

i decided a couple years ago that i wanted to learn how to play piano, so taught myself with my school piano and all the pianobin tutorials on youtube. final duet's still my favourite to play, but there are so many fun osts out there that i have yet to memorise! which do you think i should learn next? :)

[sillylilneurodivergent]

Just figured out OMORI OST is on Apple Music!! I have relived memories of spamming on my old Spotify account:

'Lost At A Sleepover'

'World's End Valentine'

'Dear Little Brother...'

'White Space'

'100 Sunny'

'A Place By A Lake'

'Bready Steady Go'

& the best of all:

'It Means Everything.'

'It Means Everything.' MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME BRO. I AM AUBREY & AUBREY IS ME. EKSNDJDJNUJDJF

[cherieonow]

Xan cake with kel and Aubrey

[imqshley]

little bossa nova shop theme i made, inspired by undertale & omori !!

[deathbydelete]

the OMORI ost is pure perfection and you can't convince me otherwise

[pink-link-lemonade]

I keep seeing things from the corners of my eyes. They burn, and ache, and I doubt any miracle eyedrop solution could ever cure whatever I’m experiencing. Okay, maybe I’m being dramatic, sure…

That aside, there’s this one figure that doesn’t hide in my peripherals. It’s constant; just about beating Eggheads record of not being able to leave me alone at this point. Don’t get me wrong, this may sound concerning

This could be concerning

Okay, this is really not great. It’s godawful. I can feel this heaviness around it, it’s almost suffocating. I can barely take in a deep breath of the fresh morning air when I go out anymore. It’s always here. It’s always heavy. It’s always… conveying something. There’s something it’s trying to say. Something.

I don’t think I should try to listen.

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