#though i really hope you dont get outed
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SDC is having your species dysphoria reflect your experience with gender. youre kind of an animal but only in secret. its not strong enough to warrant being open about to anyone other than close friends. you feel like you cant get too attached in case youre found out and have to give it up.
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#sdc#species dysphoria#so true#and also you do not have to give up the identity/ies that make you go '!!'#even if you get found out#though i really hope you dont get outed#my advice is. for safety reasons you may have to play it off as 'oh but not actually' type thing#which sucks ASS . but safety comes first#if its a case of relationships though (that wont jeopardize your safety)? if coming out ruins the relationship then#as hard as it may be. perhaps that relationship wasn't a good fit in the first place#which is all so much easier said than done trust me i know#but i wish you luck#ok rambling over
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Hi!! Your Cherik is so good and gorgeous đ€©đ€© If you don't mind wanna try to draw some Fall of X Cherik please?
thank you so much !!
i have a couple of ideas relating to the fall of x period specifically since theres. A Lot i wanna play with, so i hope this lil thing may be a satisfactory start :]]
and the obligatory bonus:
#xmen#xmen comics#fall of x#cherik#charles xavier#erik lehnsherr#erik magnus lehnsherr#max eisenhardt#professor x#magneto#snap sketches#for clarity on of this tag ramble im calling magneto max OK ok#sorry it took me a while to answer- ive been busy this week !#but yah like i said theres a lot of Fall Of X moments i wanna poke at#one i really wanted to doodle around was max's time with the shadow king from Resurrection of Magneto#the third issue is prob my fave in general if im so tbh .... but i wont prattle bout that ill go back to my previous prattle#i dont think i have a comic in mind prob just a doodle with shadow charles....#i mean if im devious enough i can def turn it into a comic but for now i just know i wanna do something with that#honestly even this moment i might revisit when i have more time to draw something. a lil better#i dont hate this its a sound start- but i THINK i wanna draw a smooch. a lil kiss. idk we'll see#cause im cheeky like that. 'will this be the last time i see you' 'girl idk we can kiss about it though' etc etc#god not to get off topic but im so curious what will happen with these two ... but thats for a diff post i guess#honestly if you guys have any runs i should read lemme know !! i just finished way of x and bar that ive just been reading the 60s issues#i have a couple on my list i wanna check out but im always excited to look into recs if yall think theyre worth it !!#but ya. thats all from me for now#my time is so finite this week i hope i can draw these sillies again soon .. i have a lot of ideas i fear#maybe i can sneak in one more doodle tonight ... <- doubtful
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collection of some loz origin au stuff i've been chipping away at for awhile now ^_^ with a healthy amount of dunmeshi insp for good measure LOL (the ooccoo isnt relevant she's just here for size comparison purposes)
feat my beloved good friend @linkvcr's hylia design also. because i am obsessed with her and you should be too đ«”
#sitting here hoping and praying these images dont get crunched too badly <- guy who knows its in vain#WELL WHATEVER. i had fun. kinda. enjoy bcus i am still playing ffxiv and will be for the foreseeable future#loz#hylia#link#tloz#loz au#loz fanart#skyward sword#zelda#sksw#hylink#yeah it gets that tag too. sorry. but his name isnt/wasnt link either he's just the og dude#'well what is his name then' whell..... idk <3#we really have just been calling this dude the first hero or her hero for a few weeks now. hope you enjoy whatever vision is going on here#bcus i dooooo ^_^#speaking of which he definitely came out really messy but. gotta start somewhere i think. loved drawing weird and fucked up hylia though#OKAY NO MORE RAMBLING. see you later#my art
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my attempt at a bunch of my fav artists styles :] idea by sootnuki!!
i would love to do more but this was already a huge challenge
if any artist here dislikes this/is uncomfortable with it/any reason i can take it down or turn off reblogs etc. otherwise i hope its ok đ«Ą im not gonna tag anyone just gonna let it do its thing in the wild lol
#crunchchute art#my art#sam and max#sam & max#i hope it will be viewable as i dont know how much tumblr will crunch it#in any case i have it up on twitter also and it seems to be in good quality there#it looks like a 'the 7 human souls:' meme hfhdhf#hey i can put more thoughts in the tags right? so first i didnt really put enough effort into my own one and i kinda realized my style#is kinda mid ngl. cause im lazy + this coloring style might not really fit them. anyway.#for sootnukis style i adore the rendering of the clothing folds and stuff but i couldnt get it just right it remains a mystery to me#silcrow i tried to do a traditional drawing but kinda messed up some of the coloring especially on the pants#also couldnt figure out if its just markers or markers + pencils or what. so i kinda did my own take of 90% markers 10% pencils#mtsodie i love the color palettes and the shapes so that was a lot of fun to try; i like the outcome#narnour i absolutely love the tiny little eyes and how goofy and round they look so that was fun to try to replicate too#as well as the colors which i mostly color picked cause i couldnt get a red overlay right#zembo was a nice way to revisit a chalky brush that i havent used in ages not sure if i got it right though#applettoast i feel like theres some gorillaz influence or its at least something i used while coloring. as you might know i used to draw#gorillaz a lot and tried to replicate the coloring etc. and i think it fit here. correct me if im wrong lol#snuckeys was also hella fun cause i love the cartooniness and the details like the teeth showing gums and stuff. hope i did it justice#also the eyes! i love the big highlight and that the eyes are brown its cute#it was nice to branch out for a bit
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I yearn for engiespy cuddling in some corner in the middle of a match like the others aren't being blown up by each other just a few feet away... do you see my vision...
I hope I do see it!
#ok so... i was gonna do a diff req#but then i saw ur request there. sentrysapper.#and then i immediately jumped out of my chair dropped to the floor and ripped my shirt off and yelled on top of my lungs while crying#then threw my laptop out of the window and anyways if you didn't get it i was very happy and excited!#ORIGINALLY i had a really different vision of this#but it kinda failed and yknowhowitgoes had to improvise but i hope ya like it!!!#also sorry about the edited on effects. i dont have enough patience for the ones already in sfm.#tf2#team fortress 2#sfm#tf2 sfm#sfm poster#tf2 spy#tf2 engineer#tf2 pyro#tf2 demoman#tf2 scout#tf2 sniper#tf2 medic#tf2 heavy#tf2 soldier#hope nobody minds me tagging all of them even though some are merely barely on the background.... and one is barely a gib.#engiespy#tf2 engiespy#practical espionage#my art#jokz asks
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Have you heard of the Sum and Product Puzzle, aka the "Impossible Puzzle" because it initially seems like there isn't enough information to go on? I think I have the answer, and I'm mad about it.
I hadn't so I looked it up and here's Wikipedia's summary of it
There's also an explanation, but I didn't look. I wanna figure this out myself.
So let's break it down.
"P does not know X and Y" means that X and Y are not both prime. If they WERE both prime, then P would know the two numbers right away. So if S KNOWS FOR CERTAIN that P doesn't know X and Y, that means that the sum of X and Y can't be made up of two prime numbers. So, for example, the sum can't be 20, since if X and Y are 1 and 19, P would get 19 and be able to easily deduce the values of X and Y.
So we have a bound for the sum here, so we just need to find all numbers that can't possibly be the sum of two primes. I tried to get a good list of all numbers that aren't the sum of two primes through trial and error, but I after I found the first few I just let the OEIS do the rest of the work for me
So our possible sums are: 11, 17, 23, 27, 29, 35, 37, 41, 47, 51, 53, 57, 59, 65, 67, 71, 77, 79, 83, 87, 89, 93, 95, and 97.
Now that doesn't narrow it down a TON, but we can probably do something with this. Now that P knows that these are all of the possible sums, they know FOR CERTAIN what X and Y are. Very interesting. That tells me a lot about the product.
So let's say X is 4 and Y is 7. Then P is 28, and S is 11. Now, other factors of 28 include 2 and 14, which add up to 16 (not on the list), so we could just say that and call it a day, but there's something else that perplexes me. What if P is 24? The factors of 24 are 6x4, 8x3 and 12x2, which give us sums of 10, 11, and 14, and 11 is the only one on the list, so we have new X and Y values for S = 11 that could also apply. And since the S mathematician said he knew what X and Y were upon hearing that P knew, we can safely say S isn't 11, since X&Y could have multiple possibilities.
So, simply put, we need a value of S where there's only one possible P that could work for it. On one hand that still sounds like a LOT of guess and check work, but on the other, I feel like there's a way to find this solution without that.
Doesn't matter. I did the guess and check work anyway, granted it was actually easier when I got to the higher numbers, since most possible factors of P went over the sum of 100, which is one of our limitations. Easiest way to find these unique products is to find the largest prime number (lower than the sum) and use that as one of our two values.
So the conversation goes as such.
S sees that their sum is 17. Knowing that 17 can't be reached as a sum of two primes, S says "P does not know X and Y", which tells P that the sum is one of those numbers we saw up there. P's product is 52, he figures and he only knows two numbers whose sum add up to one of those numbers. So he says "NOW I know the value of X and Y". S hears that and figures that it has to be that one EXACT combination.
X and Y add up to 17 and multiply to make 52 which means that X and Y are 4 and-
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GOD DAMMIT
#math stuff#i cant believe you would do this to me#I literally found out AS I was typing it#real talk though this was a really fun math puzzle!!!!!!!#hope you all enjoyed me walking through it#SPOILERS FOR THE PROBLEM ANSWER: if you dont get why im mad its because 413 is a Homestuck
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Your art makes me really motivated to continue drawing â was in but of a slump but looking through your page and anatomy skills made me wanna be better and improve <3 ty for being u
YES PLEASE CONTINUE! whenever im in a slump i just do anatomy studies. Or whatever i think i need work on! Please reach out to me if you ever want to talk about art!
Also im glad my drawings have motivated you to draw! Thats freaking awesome. đ€đ€đ€ your little anon message helped motivate me to draw too!
#ask#art slump is v real though#i was in one (barely getting out of it. lasted two three months) where everything i drew was bad to me#just everything. nothing was coming out right#i had to go back to doing stuff like this. just warm ups. 5 minute sketches. it helps!#and like purposely doing âuglyâ drawings#art slump is different for everyone but inspo is always a good idea!#anyways this is getting long. anon thank you once again and i really really hope you continue with your art!#reigen arataka#for those who dont know who that is in my last drawing
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Ishmael death stranding au stuff I was cooking. Also a faust kromer and Before team Ishmael doodle.
#bart#ishmael limbus company#ishmael lcb#limbus company#faust limbus company#faust lcb#i love the death stranding au already it itches my brain#im just trying to decide to give ishmael a bridge baby or not because i feel like she wouldn't really need it even though its recommended#i think she can see the beached stuff just fine#so no bridge baby mayhaps?#death stranding au ishmael is fucking amazing at traversing all the deteriorating shit shes a god at that#but the second you get Ishmael on solid flat ground that dosent move and she goes too fast shes going flat on her face#shes a lone courier who just runs around n shit#she also has a high lebel of dooms and has been GRAPPLED by bts so she just kinda looks fucked up#but shes damn good at delivering and taking corpses to the incinerators#might make a small makeshift comic about it actually#because i yearn to make ishmael speak i yearn for it#you ishmael likers i hope you trust me w this mission#do i have to tag project moon?#nah i dont bc i dont have the ability to stare at a wall for that long to type it out#just kidding i do!#project moon#im gonna makie this old woman say skibidi unironically(LIE)
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I love how all of the companions' stories revolve around autonomy and I love how some of the romances show the whole "I love you for who you are"
Don't love how so many people are misinterpreting them though
#i think the romances thing really applies to wyll astarion and gale#wyll romance means you see beyond mizora and the half devil thing later#astarion romance means you see beyond the sexy facade and you prove to him that he doesnt need to perform for you to love him#gale romance is him getting over and understanding that mystra was never going to care about him like that#and that he doesnt need divinity to be loved#he's lovable as he is#anyway i feel my 'fuck mystra' feelings coming up again#bg3#baldur's gate 3#baldur's gate three#baldur's gate 3 spoilers#baldur's gate three spoilers#bg3 spoilers#i dont know if lae'zels romance works for this but i know that she figures out kindness along the way#i really hope they fix karlach's quest we're allowed to save everyone else#i saw someone compare her and gale and yeah sure it works#i tend to compare her and astarion more though#and its a little upsetting that karlach doesn't get the freedom she wants so hopefully larian patches that#astarion might not get the freedom to walk in the sun on the 'good ending' but he's free of cazador and he can finally choose for himself#and seeing as he's not dead and how he's been a vampire for around 196 years (not over 200 yet) there are still ways to help him#harder for karlach because either she dies and ashes are all thats left she goes back to avernus or shes a mind flayer#also its arguable easier to live in the shadows/underdark than it is in literal Hell#easier to reach him too
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warning for ab/se & toxic relationships. and sdr2 spoilers duh
im thinking abt the remnants of despair. cause i hate how it just seemed to be like, "theyre suddenly brainwashed and then they turn evilll and they kill because they dont feel anything" like, i hate that. it feels so underdeveloped. it cant just be despair, it has to be deeper than that, i think it'd take personal angles and link with a lot of their own trauma, leaving them really vulnerable and deranged. so heres my own interpretation and headcanons for some of them
contains mikan, nagito, fuyuhiko, peko, akane, kazuichi, and brief analysis of the rest. keep in mind i havent seen the animes yet lol so this is a basic layer of it, but i just rly wanted to let this out cus i dont see it talked about. storing my brainrot here for later moments.
first of all i feel like the brainwashing would be a very slow process bc junko would definitely just manipulate everyone in her way to get what she wants. and by the time the world was plagued basically, all the remnants clearly had really unhealthy feelings related to junko specifically. they all love her, hate her, or praise her, but its all in very different ways that would be bc of their own personal backstories
we all know how mikan and nagito feel. mikan was constantly hurt by other people before junko herself, itd make sense for her to develop a very unhealthy attachment to her. mikan was extremely vulnerable and controllable, she would do anything for anyone and especially junko, just so no one is mad at her, hence why it got so twisted to the point where she wanted to keep a part of her inside forever. she wanted to be loved so badly, she would take whatever form of it she could. thats why it was so easy for junko to get her under her boot. now nagito has an odd love-hate relationship with junko imo (his mind is so messed up man) even if he praises hope in such a grossly obsessed way, the mf still TOOK her arm. i know he did it because he hated her so much and i guess to take power back, but i feel like because nagito had never really been loved, he wanted to try and feel what it could've been like out of some kind of confused desperation and fondness for her in a way, because his mind has no idea what those feelings truly are or what they mean, as hatred and love often get mixed up in his head and form this horrible amalgamation with whoever he meets, which is clear towards the survivors in the nwp anyway
fuyuhiko put junko's own eye into his own socket, and i feel like his relationship with her while in despair would be familial and extremely unhealthy. he is definitely one of the most fucked up to me. id say by my own headcanons though its heavily implied in his fte dialogues, is his parents are very ab/usive right from the start. fuyuhiko is messed up to all hell, he was constantly struck and under pressure but he had to be strong and perfect because he was the head of his clan, hence like his insane tolerance for pain. he had to make his clan, or more importantly his parents proud, or else he was a failure forever. so he clung onto that and did his best trying to be good enough for basically anyone. and even before despair he was in a really bad stubborn, mean, depressive state, leaving him far more vulnerable and more open to violent, impulsive actions as long as junko was smart enough to get him under her finger. fuyuhiko never knew what true love felt like (platonic or not), and when junko took advantage of all of that and he slowly fell into despair, shit hit the fan. he lost morality and he had come so attached to her to the point where junko was like a mother figure to him. he wanted her to notice him and be proud basically, it was moreso the idea of someone-- anyone-- being proud of him, but junko was his main focus of that by now, given his state. to him she was like the mother he never had, who seemed to be on the same terms with everything he had believed, someone who approved of him, so he wanted to make her proud, even if it was hurting him. fuyuhiko would keep digging himself a hole of desperation and self destruction, seeking more and more pain to test his endurance because it's what she wanted, and that became what he wanted, too, because pain is all he's used to. and because of that, makotos guess was right; he wanted to see her despair. it'd make sense he'd want to take a part of her, to see horrors she had witnessed so he could understand it, so she could be proud of him and part of him forever. he felt like if he did that, he would finally succeed, he'd achieve perfection, and he did. he'd done everything junko wanted him to do, while quenching his own thirst for violence itself, all via his own delusions. that was love to him and it felt real
as for peko she was definitely also treated the same in the kuzuryu family but more dehumanized obviously, so i think she'd feel a similar way; always needing to be good enough, but more specifically protecting the ones she cares about at all costs even if it results in bloodshed. i think she'd be a lot colder, forcing to suppress her feelings since she just has to follow fuyuhiko wherever he goes, and she was pretty much as insane as him as well so anything slid. i know peko doesnt want to be a tool, but she'd definitely succumb to the fact that she has to be one when they're under despair at the same time, and if she was going to be his tool, she has to be like a robot and just do what follows, because she didn't see herself as a person, her chance of being her own human was ripped away
as for akane, she grew up very poor, and didn't live a good life at all either (w/ definitely bad parents) but she always tried her very best taking care of her siblings in the past, despite everything. i think there was a lot of twisted familial love with junko whom she started to see as a sister despite being unrelated, just because of being a caretaker all her life, its just kind of instinct to protect anyone, but that just got mixed up as she fell into despair, and she would only protect junko, while chaotically killing anyone else in her way. she'd fight for her endlessly, she was one of the strongest, at least for a while, im thinkin she found her body and wanted to preserve it as much as possible by the end of everything, she still wanted to take care of her and do everything for her even if she had been too late. and with that, and barely any food in an apocalyptic world, the inevitable happens. akane would fall into a very hurtful spiral of self hate, that her starving was a sacrifice to junko so she could prioritize her first instead of herself, while also it being like a punishment to herself for her own failures and how she was failing to preserve junko
kazuichi always hated himself. he was bullied often, didnât have a lot of friends going into high school, and he was very desperate for attention, especially from women. heâd be very notably attached to junko which would eventually evolve into romantic feelings, similar to mikan. he craved attention and validation so much, it left him very vulnerable, and kazuichi often grows attached to people who show him a sliver of kindness anyway, so junko would likely personally manipulate him and praise him, and theyâd grow close, and heâd develop a very strong attachment towards her that derails into love and lust. and once he was influenced by her under despair, he would do anything for her. so, heâd get his hands on a lot of weapons, and go on mindless killing sprees, causing havoc 24/7 just to please her and keep her memory alive through despair. and deep in his mind, he probably truly thought that junko was his soulmate, that they were destined to be together, and he was fulfilling missions just for her, and in the end, they could be together
extra stuff i guess? as anyone would expect, sonia just became a corrupted leader and took advantage of her power under despair. her kingdom would try to keep her above it, but sheâd fall into it somehow anyway, and probably had already been plagued by corrupt/unjust views by junko before, so sheâd lead her people to worship junko the same way she does, and anyone who stood against it would be punished severely. mahiru falls into morbid curiosity because of junko and gets worse, given what she does with her camera, also both mikan and gundham would try to stitch junko up a little, and try to keep her from falling apart as long as possible. mikan is more likely to do that for her own twisted romantic purposes, but if gundham gets a hold of her before or after mikan, he would take her blood for himself, and most likely start a cult to worship her, all for like weird satanic purposes involving rituals and stuff. heâd also encourage his members or the other remnants to indulge in certain activities for the sake of praising her. gundham would probably even believe she was some demon from the underworld who granted him powers and chose him to carry on her legacy
also teruteru was just a little hungry. boys gotta eat
#oh and ibuki and hiyoko just had fun lmao#do you think mahiru would hang up all her horrifying pictures#like on a cutesy string with fairy lights#for the aesthetic#no for real though umm#i really love looking into psychological stuff like this#i dont think this is all PROFOUND but#i like to get my thoughts out here. hope it isnt too much#rambling#fuyuhiko kuzuryu#peko pekoyama#mikan tsumiki#nagito komaeda#junko enoshima#akane owari#kazuichi soda#tagging the main ones but all the others are there i guess#not even going to TALK about hajime bro. id be foul#fuyuhikos mommy issues are insane#dont even get me started on his daddy issues#danganronpa#super danganronpa 2#sdr2
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Chapter 23
ohhh baby we back in it now
SEE HERE FOR GENERAL WARNINGS AND FIC SUMMARY
Some pre-chapter notes:
byakuya pov finally
bonus headcanon coming into play here: byakuya being Wasian
shoutout @digitaldollsworld for helping me conceptualize byakuya's mom! both of us are Sick about her
Content warning tags: wall-punching, grieving/mourning, unreality (dreaming)
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Thereâs a woman standing in his office.
Byakuya stands behind the cracked-open doorway, peeking through - though, part of him does rile up with the indignity of having to spy into his own office - at the intruder, standing in front of his desk, back facing the door.
He canât see her face. But he can see her flax-yellow hair, tied back with a wrinkled, silken scarf thatâs probably the most expensive thing sheâs wearing. Her cotton jumpsuit is so stained and faded that hardly any of the original blue is still there. Her canvas shoes are discolored with mud.
She would look more out of place, if the shabbiness of her hadnât seeped into her surroundings. The carpet is splattered with crusted clay, and shards of stone stick out of the plush threads like thorns. The mahogany surface of his desk is creaking and bent under the weight of a large cube of fleshy, white marble, splintering under the lacquer.
As he watches, she lifts her bare hands - ugly, roughened, thickly muscled fingers, nails cracked and filthy - like a conductor before an orchestra. She pauses, head tilted like a bird, thinking, and Byakuya inexplicably finds himself holding his breath; and then, she places her palms against the stone.
The surface of it warps and distends beneath her touch, first like a swollen balloon, and then like clay, twisting and following her hands like a swimming fish. And he watches, fascinated despite himself, as she bends and shapes it, twisting pieces off, smoothing edges down. She pinches out a piece in the middle for a nose, smoothes down a sharp edge for a sloping curve of a cheek, flicks her nail sharply beneath the brow to pull out a crease for an eyelid.
Itâs magic. In seemingly no time at all, there on his desk is a bust; the head of a man brought to life, caught in a soft, gentle expression. The sculptor pauses, and steps backwards to take in her work.
Thereâs something reverent about it, and Byakuya suddenly has the feeling that heâs witnessing something not meant for him to see.
But he creaks the door open slightly more to get a better look, finding it strange how he was more curious than angry, even despite the intrusion. As he approaches, the bustâs eyes suddenly flick towards him, and immediately the serenity is replaced by a solemn, pinched brow, the smile replaced by a severe slash of a frown. And Byaukuya realizes he recognizes this face.
The marble-wrought head of Kijo Togami is sitting on his desk, scowling at him.
âByakuya?â
He turns to the woman. Sheâs facing him now, though she has no face to speak of - it is blurred and unfocused, like a distant background character of an impressionist oil painting, the features mere shifting smears against a flat plane - but he knows her. He knows her.
âByakuya,â She repeats, the syllables awkward on her tongue. Sheâs speaking French, and she sounds distant. Muted, underwater. But her voice still has the same, oddly musical quality to it that he remembers, making everything she said sound like a lullaby. âBijou. Did I not tell you to stay out of my studio?â
Her studio?
âThis is my office.â He protests back. He canât tell if heâs speaking Japanese or not; every word feels clumsy and foreign, like heâs just learned how to talk. âWhat are you doing here, Mother?â
She just sighs. Shakes her head, her featureless face. Thereâs no anger in it, no loving exasperation either; just a neutral disapproval of his presence. His unwanted existence in her space. âBijou,â She says again, and the nickname irritates him. A sweet-sounding endearment that was ultimately empty, a placeholder for her to refer to him by, because his own name was too clumsy to speak with her accent. âWhen did you become so grown? When will you stop being so cold?â
The stone Kijo Togami is still frowning at him. In this instant, both the man he calls âFatherâ and the woman who had birthed him - one painfully-detailed stone, the other indistinct flesh - stand before him. One silent and forever displeased, the other sweet but hollow-sounding and entirely uncaring that they shared any blood at all.
âHow strange it is, that you look so much like me,â She sighs, raising a hand to his face. He flinches away from it, the sandpaper sharpness of her palms, the filth that stains the creases of her skin, the heat that comes off of it like a kiln. âAnd yet, you are so much like him.â
â
He wakes up with a gasp, eyes snapping open.
Heâs greeted with the pitch darkness of his ceiling, cut through with a thin slash of white from his bathroom light, streaming through the cracked-open door. A reminder he had taken to preparing for himself before he went to bed, that his eyes were still there, and he sighs and presses a palm to his chest as he stares up at it. Feeling his heart pounding beneath his fingertips, then slowing, in time with his breaths.
A dream. He canât remember the last time he dreamed so vividly, but he had been subjected to some unpleasantlyâŠshocking events the last few days (he wonât call them traumatic, heâs witnessed far worse in his life). The details of the dream are already slipping away as he tries to recall it, like sand between his fingers. Itâs hardly important.
He lies in bed a moment longer, trying to see if sleep will come, but even with the adrenaline fading heâs wide-awake. Annoying, but not surprising, considering how he had spent much of the day before napping in short, fitful bursts. He pushes himself upright, reaching under his pillow for his handbook; may as well make use of the time.
The clock on his handbook reads: three AM. His neglected stomach gurgles as he squints at the dim glow of the screen, and he sighs. He hasnât eaten since Celesteâs little tea party the day before, and he might as well go to the kitchen now. There likely wouldnât be anyone wandering around to disturb him. And with Ishimaru gone, there was no one left to seriously uphold the nightly curfew; he drags himself out of bed with a grunt, grabbing his bathrobe off the end of his bedpost as he goes.
Heâs not expecting the trap that he finds when he opens the door, however. The first step he takes past the threshold is accompanied by a loud, startling crunch, and he jumps backwards, just barely stifling a shriek. He throws his hand against the light switch, digging it into his palm as he flicks in on, and at once the yellow glow streaming from his room illuminates the something round, brown, and somewhat deflated sitting in the hallway.
For a moment, he thinks it's some kind of rodent, dead and trodden under his foot. But closer inspection reveals it to be packaged bread, only slightly crushed in its plastic wrapper. Thereâs no note, but he can guess who the offering is from.
He sighs, picks it up by the corner, and tosses it behind him towards his trash can as he leaves.
The hallways are dim, and almost silent if not for the dull hum of the schoolâs inner machinery. The whoosh of air conditioning, the muffled clang of pipes. None of the construction that Hagakure had reported days ago, not even when he strains his ears.
But he does catch the quiet murmur of conversation as he passes the bathhouse, and he pauses, staring at the light that streams from behind the curtain, the quick-flicker of shadows moving from inside.
âIt wasnât your fault!â
He freezes, standing just outside. That was Chihiroâs - no, Alter Egoâs - voice.Â
âI know Master wouldnât resent you.â It continues, earnest and bright. âAnd based on my dataâŠI donât think Kiyotaka would blame you either!â
âBut it was my fault,â Mondoâs voice is strained and hollow, grieving still. âIf I hadnât left them alone - if Iâd tried to just talk to him -â
Byakuya shifts slightly. He doesnât want to be here, to have to witness Mondoâs continued breakdown. He still hasnât forgiven the other boy, but having to see him stuck in the depths of misery wasâŠunpleasant. And heâs not so petty to want retribution while the target of his ire was in such a state.
He tiptoes past, giving the bathhouse entrance a wide berth. From inside, he hears more indistinct voices, one low and gravelly from crying, the other electronic and gentle. And then-
âBrother, what are you looking so down for?â This one was new, but chillingly familiar. Loud and overeager and belonging to someone who was supposed to be dead. âYou-â
Crash.
The sound of crunching metal. In the quiet of the hallway, itâs as loud as an explosion, and it makes Byakuya jump. Before he can reconsider, heâs sprinting into the bathhouse, throwing aside the curtain.
It takes him a moment to process what heâs seeing. Owada is standing, partly-hunched, one hand punching against the wall of lockers hard enough to warp the thin metal door. Someone is standing beneath him hands raised in self-defense - it takes Byakuya a moment to recognize that itâs Makoto, dressed in the white and dark blue of his pajamas, lacking the signature green of his jacket - and from somewhere behind Makoto, thereâs a dim, neon-green glow, and a confused, worried voice.
âIâm sorry, I didnât mean-!âÂ
âDonât do that,â Owada snarls, drowning out Alter Egoâs stuttered apology. The locker door rattles where his fist is pressed into it. âDonât just- wear his face, donât you dare-â
âM-Mondo, it didnât mean to! It was just trying-â Makoto breaks off, apparently noticing Byakuya. âB-Byakuya-?!â
Byakuya was immediately beginning to regret his decision to involve himself in the first place. âWhat is going on here?â He demands, crossing his arms and glaring imperiously.
Instead of replying, Owada pulls away, withdrawing his hand and retreating to slump over on the bench, despondent and unresponsive once more. Makoto twitches, turning between Owada, then Alter Ego, and back to Byakuya. âUmâŠâ
âItâs not their fault!â Alter Ego pipes up hurriedly, its voice echoing tinnily from inside its locker, and Byakuya could feel a corresponding vibration from the handbook tucked in his shirt pocket. âIt seems Mondo wanted to ask me a question, and Makoto was just helping to convey that-â
âI donât care.â He snaps, and Alter Ego falls silent. âNeither of them are supposed to be here in the first place, and especially not after hours. Are the two of you trying to draw Monokumaâs suspicion? Endanger Alter Ego?â Makoto flinches a bit at that. Owada doesnât even move. âDonât you care about getting out of here at all?â
Heâs not really expecting a reply, so heâs surprised when Owada speaks up. â âCourse not.â He rasps, so low and hollow that it was like he was speaking from the depths of a pit. Or maybe he was the pit, swelling with black-matter misery. âIâŠdonât care about anything anymore.â
Well. Thatâs to be expected. But even despite that, he finds himself a bit rattled. Heâs been at the receiving end of anger, venom, screaming anguish and even vehement hate at this point. But this emptiness Owada is exhibiting was new; It seems like this school is insistent on teaching me new things, he thinks, and feels his lip curling up with the bitter irony.
âSo youâre content to waste away? Throw away that anger that you were so proud of?â He raises a scathing eyebrow. âGo ahead and do that, then. I wonât stop you. But at the very least, spare the rest of us the dramatics of your little episode.â
âByakuya!â
He twitches a bit, irritated. Makotoâs voice is shrill despite being hushed, and laced with anger; heâs standing stiffly next to Alter Egoâs open locker, hands trembling at his sides.
âWhat, Makoto.â He snaps, and only belatedly realizes that this was the first time heâs actually spoken to the other boy since the trial; in his irritation, he went and broke his own self-imposed vow of silence against him.
He doesnât respond immediately, but doesnât immediately shrink away either at the acidity of Byakuyaâs tone. If anything he stands up a little straighter. âItâs only been a day sinceâŠyou know.â He says, and his words are slow and careful, meticulously chosen. Like heâs in a trial again, trying to soothe skittish tempers - though Byakuya feels the exact opposite of âsoothedâ by it - âMondo asked to talk to Alter Ego. I went with him. It got a little heated-â
âA little? Is that what you call this?â He points at the locker next to his head; the one that Mondo had punched, the dent a clear, dark blotch of shadow in the middle of the flat green surface.
âThat -â Makoto winces slightly. âWe werenât really expecting-â
âNo, clearly not. And not thinking either, I imagine.â
âI-â
âI suppose safety and logic took second priority over trying to be helpful, hm? Since thatâs all thatâs important to you?â Heâs not sure where these words are coming from, filled with acid. But it feels good to talk, to spit out every miserable thing that heâs feeling, that heâs felt because of Makoto. âYou were so very kind to help me during that trial, after all.â
âOkay, thatâs not-â
âThat must be why youâre here now, I imagine. Sneaking out at this late hour past Kyoko, just so you could babysit this useless mess.â He sneers. âDid you decide to make Mondo your next pet project, trying to be his little assistant like you were mine?â
âOh, for-â Makoto takes a deep breath, presses his hands to his eyes. âCan you shut the fuck up?! For one second?â
Whatever else Byakuya was about to say, dissipates like smoke out of his slack-jawed mouth. Even Owada seems to twitch up at this, the only sign of surprise he could give, compared to Byakuyaâs shock.
Makoto is quiet for a few seconds, and the only sound is the quiet hum of pipes, and the sound of his breathing, shaky but slow. He pulls his hands away from his face after one more shuddering breath. âOkay. Iâm okay now.â He says this part quietly, as if it were more for himself than anyone else. Then:
âItâs not fair,â He addresses Byakuya, and his voice is almost steady. âIïżœïżœm trying my best, Iâm trying to keep us all alive.â
âYes, and youâre doing-â
âNo! Shut up! Just listen!â He snaps, and Byakuyaâs teeth click as he shuts his mouth, effectively cutting off the rest of his sarcastic remark. âRight now, the best thing we can do is to survive together. Weâre just going to play into the mastermindâs hands if we canât trust each other. Why doesnât anyone get that?!â
His voice actually cracks on the last syllable, and he sounds close to hysterics. Byakuya simply stares, dumbfounded for a moment, before:
â...Youâre going to say that? After what just happened?â Itâs so ridiculous he could almost laugh. Trust? In this school, in this game? After everything thatâs happened? âWe all trusted Ishimaru. Where did that get us? Where did that get Chihiro?â
No sooner has that name left his mouth, does he try to bite it back. Feeling all at once mortified that he would stoop so low, that he would let himself be pushed to such a level. But itâs too late to take it back - at the sound of those names, Owada jerks again, and Makoto actually takes a step backwards, as if struck - so Byakuya keeps going. âThis isnât some-some fairy tale where everyone can learn to get along by talking about our feelings. None of us have any unity left - if even Ishimaru can snap, then thereâs no telling who might strike next.â
âStop,â Makoto grits out. âTaka - it was an accident. Just a stupid accident.â And that was the worst part, wasnât it? That none of this was supposed to happen at all; if the coincidences hadnât lined up terribly, horribly perfectly. âHe didnât mean for Chihiro to die!â
And Chihiro didnât mean to get killed either. But he manages to swallow that thought, bitter and heavy in his throat. âHis intentions didnât change the outcome.â He says instead, cold and flat and utterly, completely empty.
Silence falls on the room. The lights buzz, the pipes hiss; the old, outdated screen of Alter Egoâs computer hums softly, contemplatively. Thereâs the muted, metallic thump of the water heater, somewhere inside the wall.
And then Owada speaks up.
âWhat should I do?â He asks hollowly. Heâs looking up now, directly at him. His hair is limp, pompadour undone and falling over his face, obscuring it in streaks of dirty yellow. âIâŠtheyâre dead. I couldnât-â He takes a slow, shuddering breath. âIt was my fault. But I donât know what to do.â
His words are pleading and genuine, as if Byakuya could give a proper answer; he hesitates, still uncertain of what to do with thisâŠempty shell of a punk.
He glances towards Makoto, and then the dim green glow still emanating from the open locker. âDo you care what you do with your life at this point?â
âByakuyaâŠâ Makoto starts warningly, but Owada interrupts him.
âNo.â
âThen use it to protect Alter Ego.â If Owada has any sort of misgivings or protest about this, Byakuya ignores them. âThatâs Chihiroâs last work, after all. Itâs the least you can do to guard it.â
âIsâŠâ Owadaâs head turns towards the locker, then back. âIs thatâŠokay?â
His hesitation is understandable. Even if Alter Ego was nothing more than a clever program, it did still wear the face of the boy who Owadaâs friend inadvertently killed, and whose corpse Owada had tried to conceal. And that wasnât even considering if Alter Ego would be cooperative in being protected by him, though there wasnât much it could do about it.
But Alter Ego is the one who speaks up. âI hope we get along well, Mondo!â It chirps, a smile clear on its voice. And Mondo simply stares for a moment, before burying his face in his palms, and begins to cry.
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âAre you going back to your room?â
He stops, and turns. Theyâve left the bathhouse, Mondo departing first after sobbing his eyes out, and Makoto insisting he go rest in his room - though he probably wouldâve ended up staying in the bathhouse all night if he couldâve gotten away with it - and Byakuya, having ended up spending an hour more than he wanted to dealing with it all, is tired once more..
âWhere else would I be going?â He scoffs. Makoto is standing just in front of the bahthouse curtains, his face entirely concealed by shadow.
âIâŠâ He takes a deep breath, as if steeling himself. âI noticed you didnât reallyâŠeat a proper meal yesterday. I could go make you something?â
Itâs tempting, for a moment. Byakuya clenches a hand in his robe, pressed against his stomach to stifle any unwarranted growls. âNo.â He says firmly. âIâm going to sleep.â
âOhâŠare you sure? Because-â
âMakoto.â He falls silent. âI told you that thereâs no need for us to uphold the deal we made. Your assistance is no longer needed.â
â...But, this isnât because of the deal, I just-â
âIâm not so low that Iâd need charity from you.â
He goes quiet again. Quiet and still, and thereâs something off-putting about how he looks. Outlined by the yellow lights of the bathhouse but otherwise completely in darkness, his silhouette sharpened without his jacket. â...Is it really that hard, trusting someone?â
For as angry as heâd been in the bathhouse, now heâs more like his usual self. Quieter, and unsure. The one person out of place in this school, designated unremarkable and then made remarkable because of that.
An unremarkable life. No wonder he couldnât understand.
âYouâve never had to worry about it before,â He says. âI imagine your life is like a sheepâs. Completely oblivious to the danger around you, as long as you stay inside the fence.
âBut the world isnât as kind as you think it is. And people can always be swayed, no matter how much you trust them, or how much you think they trust you.â Heâs seen it happen. Heâs exploited it himself, even. âAt this point, it would be safest to stop associating with anyone. If you had any brains at all, you would do the same.â
Makoto lets out a sigh thatâs almost a laugh, though itâs bitter and mirthless. âKyoko said the same thing,â He mutters, half to himself. âSo you wonât feel safe unless youâre alone? Even though thereâs only ten of us left?â He shakes his head, and the motion is a little dizzying, the messy shape of his hair blurring into a dark mass. âHow many more people need to die for you to feel safe?â
He sounds angry again, but itâs a colder kind of anger. Resentful and resigned. When did you become so cold?
â...I wonât be safe until Iâm out of here.â Byakuya replies steadily, though the hand clenched in his robe tightens slightly. âEven if I could keep everyone in my sight, itâs not like itâd be easy to tell if they were holding a weapon.â
Silently, he adds: And thanks to you, they know that as well.
Makoto doesnât say anything in reply, so Byakuya leaves. Quickly, in case his stomach threatens to grumble again; his hand doesnât leave his robe until heâs safely inside his room, door locked behind him.
He almost treads on the bread again, stepping on a corner of the packaging and jumping at the sharp, crinkling sound. It takes a little bit of fumbling in the dark until he finds it, squeezing it through the plastic.
Heâs tempted, for a moment, his fingers already searching for the serrated edge to tear it open. But the image of Makoto standing at the bathhouse entrance jumps to his mind; still and shrouded in darkness. A strange, statuesque parody of his usual self.
He throws the bread across the room and climbs back into bed.
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#thpff#thpff chapters#another ten page chapter LET'S GOOOO#hope ppl enjoy mommagami she really is so much fun to write. even as a dream specter#wondering how i should post the mommagami side special bc it really is a lot of text for just a tumblr post...#i dont think mondo would get torn up to the same degree as taka over his friend's death. hence the diff reaction to alter ego's method acti#byakuya u say you dont want to get involved but you ended up sticking around to help with mondo's breakdown so what's the truth#poor makoto really out here suffering. hey man do you think maybe you could take a break#congrats to him for sticking up for himself though. the 'shut the fuck up' he threw in there was kinda hard to write around#but it was too good to get rid of#also. gonna be posting later in the day (et for me) on sundays now#danganronpa fanfiction
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another request from cohost! my friend asked for traditional inuk hairstyle like qilliqti, which is what i ended up going with! looking up the hairstyles sent me on a sidequest of looking at a bunch of fashion designers with modern takes on traditional clothes, so i also used some of those! so credits for that under the cut vv
jacket- https://www.instagram.com/p/C3QiKIdO0Jp/?img_index=5 jacket 2 (full fashion show with more angles, and a lot of super cool designs, also really cool music)- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yp_eAzDu8xU patch- https://www.bradorfabrics.com/products/inukchic-iron-on-patches-celestial-narwhal hair originally from the film atanarjuat the fast runner, but the specific screenshot is here https://www.pinterest.com/pin/53480314313400875/
#originally i was going to give her specific earrings too but they were covered by her hair so i couldnt get it to look quite right#of course for the hair specifically it was hard to find a reference that didnt link back to avatar somehow#but the pictures themselves are real so thats fine#i honestly dont think i fully did the hairstyle justice because braids are not my strong suit#even though i gave her braids in her regular design too#anyway i also was like if im putting her in modern clothes lets make it the modern au. and im signifying that by having her play geoguesser#its actually openguesser tho bc geoguesser makes you pay now???#i wanted to play a round to use for the screenshot but i wasnt about to pay money for it so i played openguesser instead lol#also i kinda just wanted to play it too. not gonna lie#but yeah i really hope i portrayed everything well esp since im taking direct inspo from real designers#i wanna make sure everything is credited. so many of those designs are gorgeous and you guys should go look#and while i went with a more casual everyday look here i would love to draw her in something more intricate sometime too#so yeah i hope it all came out well enough đ and that i did the req justice even if im not great at braids#its good practice right?#finn's art#finn's ocs
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bro the feminine wiles arenât even a joke like. im with that anon who thought hellfire gala charles was a woman when they first saw him bc same, that design is insaaaane (/pos). how could u not think that when u see it lmfao. idk whose choice it was to give him a corset but the hourglass figure + female coded jawline combo do not lie. i saw it on pinterest and i was like ohhh donât lie to me i know an anime girl when i see one- WAIT PROFESSOR X????
and thatâs not even to mention movieverse charles ofc. weâve all seen james mcavoy and his big sparkly kawaii anime eyes, i shouldnât have to say it. charles xavier is never beating the allegations, i fear
gonna need this ask hung in the louvre i fear
#fave#snap chats#i think you fully had me at 'big sparkly kawaii anime eyes' like TRUE but vjlKJLKVJAKL#i got this ask while i was out getting sushi with my brother and when i say i was near losing it in our lil booth ajvlkeaklj#female coded jawline is INSANE thats just his face đđđ#the hellfire gala outfit does give off like. Space Girl energy though im not gonna even lie. i think its the halo#and corset /who gave him a corset/ like im the last man to criticize another man wearing a corset i promise#but bold decision to do so right in front of my eyeballs#the princessification of charles xavier needs to be studied im so serious when did this start#i really do think its just the cat suit outfits cause when he's got a suit its different#though.. i was gonna lie but even with the beard he still pretty in FoX#and ill be tbh im still mixed on the beard look like for starters youve reminded me he's blonde and i still think thats illegal#and yet .... his beautiful eyes distract me all the same. like whatever you want bbg you can look like a viking if you want#charles xavier having hair is cursed in general bar the movies and because of that i can only imagine him brunette#but he is my problematic wife so ill love him regardless#it'll be very hard to when he has a terrible brad pitt cut in one universe and wears wigs in the other but thats what loves about#anyway hope everyone had a lovely halloween !! i watched all of S1 of xmen evolution with my bro :)#also if i threw together a quick charles costume then you have no proof of that and esp dont ask our sushi waiter mk thanks#ended the night playing a bit of shadow gen .. if i cried a lil no i didnt thats between me and god ....
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I don't know how I'd ever convey this in art but. Thinking very deeply about how in boy king au, a very crucial part of characterization is that Seb is a wolf in sheep(or lamb more specifically)'s clothing and Fernando is a sheep in wolf's clothing.
Seb is very unassuming, very delicate, seemingly very vulnerable and malleable. But, deep down, he can be very ruthless. It's in the the way he hesitantly declares war, with a spark in his eye and a suppressed smirk. In the way he challenges someone to a card game or a horse race, proclaiming that he's not great, but winning every round and prancing around the room and mentioning it ad infinitum. The way he's able to instantly turn the tide in a debate in one fell swoop. By showing all his cards constantly and letting himself be vulnerable, he's making himself invulnerable. No one would ever consider him to be able to make big moves, so he wins every single time, because no one even thinks to expect it from him.
Fernando on the other hand, is constantly committed to having a looming presence and harsh reputation, but deep down, he's soft. He knows what happens to people when they're vulnerable, and he's not going to let himself be taken advantage of. The way he keeps a brave face when being informed of the marriage proposal, but goes back to his room and cries. The way he proclaims that he was always going to be the rightful ruler of Spain, but confides to Flavio that he never thought there was any real chance of it ever happening. The way he takes himself so seriously in public, but inside feels so giddy whenever he can make someone laugh. Everything to him always feels unstable and ready to crumble at any moment, and he's not willing to contribute to that by letting himself relax.
I think thats why it's very difficult for them to get along at first, because they have completely different approaches to how they carry themselves and make their way through life. Seb is confused at Fernando because he feels that he's very bland and overly serious at first, but truthfully he's not really seeing the actual Fernando. And Fernando finds Seb to be naive and easily taken advantage of, but that's because he's never seen Seb at his most cruel. Seb really loves when he eventually gets to see Fernando being vulnerable, and Fernando really admires and respects Seb when he sees him being serious. I think it just takes a while for them to show the other their full and complete selves, even the parts they can sometimes be ashamed of. There's this very compelling dichotomy in Seb laying out all his cards, but still being very difficult to read, and Fernando keeping his cards to his chest, but his intentions often being easily seen through.
#meanwhile everyone else: what is this weird fucked up mating ritual they are participating in#though i think its very interesting how their motivations differ#seb wants to lull people into a false sense of security(and also really just likes to be his complete unadulterated self)#and fernando is guarding himself because he doesn't want to get hurt#and i think seb convinces Fernando that its okay to be openly soft and yourself :) not eveyrone is out to get you#and fernando teaches seb hey maybe dont invite this obvious assassin to your chambers?????#i think seb also has insecurites but Fernando's are just more easy to explain bcs hes in a much more difficult situation#at the end of the day both of them are putting on facades in some way#(i think seb likes to be himself but also does feel really hurt when people dont think he has the capacity or ability to rule effectively)#(he likes to be kind and playful and doesnt want to obscure that part of himself. but hes aware it can hurt his image unfortunately)#also lol the way i characterize fernando is very historically accurate btw#bcs the spanish court tradition was basically to be above it all and be a lofty unobtainable figure if that makes sense#yknow having just this insane level of confidence and infallible image of yourself as the ruler#the guy seb is based on really bought into that idea but i dont think it really suits seb so yeah#seb I think is very much a unique figure that others have a lot of trouble reading him and his intentions. which is great!#AAAAAHHH MAN FELT REALLY GOOD TO WRITE ALL THAT OUT !!!!!!!!!#i love writing their characterization so fucking much you dont understand#its nice to put it in words like this bcs yknow i dont rly enjoy actual writing. but this i enjoy greatly#hope this is compelling to more than just me hahaha#boy king au#catie.rambling.txt#vettonso
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finally finished all of one character's entire quests/optional dialogue/questions/etc.... 100,000 words... .... aughhh
#Given some of it IS lines of code and stuff but like.. minus all that it's still probably at least 85 - 95k words hhhhhh#AND I have to do this for another 3 characters. Then a few partial quests for 3 others. THEN the other random misc stuff in the game#(like there are public areas in the city like a park and a forest that you can go and do a few things at. and chat with a few random#townsfolk that aren't actually full characters or anything. And there's a community board where you can#browse some of the random job advertisments or silly things that happen to be posted around#and also pick up a few odd jobs of your own to help earn coin to buy gifts for the npcs. etc. etc.)#Originally I was thinking like 'ah I'll make a short little game just to try it out! :3 It'll take maybe a few months!''#haha........................hee hee........................................hoho#Also evil that it would have been done already if I didn't totally drop itand stop working on it for like 5 years randomly#i could have made 5 years of steady slow progress gradually. instead of like 'one initial idea dump + about a month of art and writing'#...... 5 year break..... 'sudden mad dash to try to get probably 400.000 words written in a year or less' lol#I just really want to be done and have something out there already so it can lead to doing other things in my world..!!!!!! T o T#Like this can be an introduction and then maybe from that I can make other games. or short story anthologies. or other such things#But there needs to be some initially not very complex easy to interact with starting point first I guess... if that makes sense#That's part of why I stopped posting worldbuilding lore dump stuff as often because its' like.. massive walls of novella length#text are much more inacessible to engage with than like.. ooh a game! and there's characters! so its more approachable! and theres#visuals! oo! and the text is broken up in small bits line by line with other things in betwen! oo! etc. etc. lol#Not that THIS is even very accessible. I think dialogue heavy interactive fiction/visual novel type stuff is pretty niche and considered#boring or tedious compared to something with more ''gamplay'' like where you can actually move around in a world#and shoot things or whatever lol. But its an inbetween point. something SLIGHTLY#more accesible for now. Since i just dont have the budget or means or ability to make some skyrim type thing obviously LOL#Though maybe if theres any interest in the visual novel that could lead to making other things too. or at least I hope. I have a VERY cool#idea for a more ''gamey'' type of game that is a super fun concept and etc. but I would need to hire at least 2 people to make it.. ough..#I could do all the writing and probably half of the art. But I think I'd inevitably need a 3d artist and someone who can Code For Real hbjh#the system for ren'py (the thing I'm making a visual novel in) is not that complicated if you stick to just simple dialogue and stuff.#Making a whole moderately sized 3d game with minigames in it and a bunch of quest features and etc. would be out of my simplistic scope#''just learn it yourself!!' ... i barely manage to eat and sleep reliably every day lol... i do not function well enough to spend months#learning that many new skills. I already have a lot of of things I'm good at (not in a braggy way but just factually like.. i already have#a wide variety of different things under my belt).. at some point I have to just be happy with what i CAN already do and focus on that#and admit I need to get outside help sometimes ghjbh... NO more new skills/hobbies!!! ... ANYWAY
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hello! quick question, i know this is very soon after you posted the comic of young lime trying to bully mochi, and iâm sorry if a question like this has been asked before, but when mochi sees the candy bits and is able to recognize what spells they could be used in and the effects they have, is that from studying magic a lot or is it like a natural identification ability/instinct that she has? thank you!! i hope you have a good day :)
oh thats a great question actually!!!! it comes from studying!!!!
as a kid she was already trying to be a very diligent witch-to-be!! she would spend a lot of time with her mom while she was making spells, so between reading a lot of spellbooks + hanging out when her mom was making potions + wanting to be like her mom, shes good at spotting things that could be used in spells even from an early age!!
(that being said, as a kid she still messed up a lot on the right ingredients. shed bring home random items and be like "I got us spell ingredients!!" and tiramisu would be like "Oh!! Thanks sweetie!!" and didnt have the heart to tell her that whatever she brought home was some useless piece of grass or something jkldj)
#i guess nothing is really USELESS to a witch but there are items that are like. dont really grab those#either cuz theyre abundant enough that you dont need to collect them or the effects are so weak its not worth it#baby mochi had such a passion for magic and was so excited to be a witch and have magic one day#but when she gets magic and works with it she gets hella discouraged#she frequently wishes she had the mind of her 5 year old self who was so full of enthusiasm#but she messes up so much as a witch and its so exhausting it becomes more like a chore#like how you have a childhood dream of being an astronomer or artist something#but once you grow up you face so many struggles pursuing it you lose the love for it#magic burnout is mochis character arc#she finds herself again eventually and becomes confident in magic#but in a more mature way that uses it responsibly and loves it for what it really is#and less like her baby self that wanted to make cookies and fireworks appear out of thin air#the tags got serious but the question was cute#i hope you have a good day too!!!!!!!!!!!#new thing i never touched on: mochi character arc#you see hints of it in the webtoon though. its rough for her starting out. pom was not easy on her#but i think its the kind of familiar she needed
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