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He,,
He has come home <3
I can’t believe that there isn’t a game like this for Genshin Impact, so let’s go!
1. Who did you choose as your traveler? 2. Who is your favorite character? 3. Your favorite party? 4. Which characters do you have (count all of them)? 5. The character you don’t have but you want soso bad? 6. The character you have but you never use? 7. Who is your least favorite character? 8. Favorite nation? 9. Least favorite nation? 10. Favorite element? 11. Least favorite element? 12. Favorite combos of element? 13. Favorite enemy? 14. Least favorite enemy? 15. Do you k*ll animals when you pass by their sides? 16. Walking or using teleport? 17. Favorite mission? 18. Least favorite mission? 19. Do you like gliding? 20. Who is the most useful character in your opinion? 21. And the least one? 22. Your favorite character’s design and the least one? 23. Bow, Sword, Polearm, Claymore or Catalyst? 24. Your party formation? (DPS, Healer, Tank, Support) 25. How much lucky are you with Wishes? 26. Do you usually focus on your mission or you go around to find items? 27. How much do you cook? If you do it. 28. What is your Adventure Rank? 29. And your characters’ level? 30. Something you like in general. 31. Something you dislike in general. 32. Something you’re waiting for. 33. Domains or Bosses? 34. What do you think of Paimon? 35. A random headcanon.
We are incredibly nervous about what his prognosis and treatment plan will look like, but we know we are going to stick it out with him no matter what.
If you can, please consider donating to and sharing mine and my partner’s fund for Melvin’s Journey to a Healthy Heart
I have been hesitant in boosting the campaign lately, but in anticipation for his appointment, it’s time that I start posting it again, as his appointments related to his heart condition are not covered by our insurance (it is pre-existing).
I also want to note that we are both working full time, and on top of this, I am also selling art, pins, and patches on my ko-fi page, which you can find in the linktree in my bio.
We are so grateful for everyone who has supported us so far, in so many ways, and it has certainly lessened the blow.
Be well 💙💚
Beta @amasaiweek day 5: lullaby/silence
I'll post days 3 and 4 probably either today or tomorrow- I've had a headache and it's taking away from my art/writing motivation
Also those two days are gonna be hella angsty so look out
@kagazuly au credit
No trigger warnings, just fluff
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Rantaro Amami, the one the others all knew as the Ultimate War Medic, wandered the halls of the school he'd known for just a couple weeks but that already felt like a home. Not that he'd really miss this place, once his research paid off and they could finally end the killing game for good. He just liked to enjoy the little good things in all this while they lasted, like Miu and Kirumi's homemade breakfasts and Kaito's dumb card game. Like the time they all changed into comfortable clothes to spite Monokuma. Like when Miu and Angie teamed up to paint memories for those who couldn't let them go. Like the occasional therapy meetings they could always count on to raise their hopes. Those one-on-one sessions with...
Korekiyo.
Tsumugi's kille-
No. The medic stopped himself. It won't matter, past tomorrow. We'll create an unsolvable mystery, him and I, and the mastermind will have no choice but to reveal themselves. And when that happens, all of us will stop this cruel game together, and we'll be free to escape and live our lives as we want. Whether that be together or not.
It was then that the sound of his footsteps was accompanied by another, softer sound. Violin. Shuichi's lab was abuzz with the music, most likely being played for himself or Kirumi. Rantaro creeped closer, not wanting his steps to overshadow the beautiful, hopeful melody.
He sat and leaned against the wall, sighing. This late at night, the music was welcome among the usual dead silence and despair in the halls. It was a light, a light that made the darkness around him feel... warm. Peaceful. Something he hadn't felt since the beginning of this cruel game.
It would all be over tomorrow.
So why not enjoy what's left today?
He had come this far, after all. He deserved a little break.
He shut his eyes and let the soft melody slowly lull him to sleep.
...
The blonde boy stepped carefully out of his lab for the night, not wanting to wake anyone up. Closing the door behind him, he realized a shadowy figure lay against the wall nearby. A body? A person waiting to kill him? The mastermind? His mind raced, but the shadow didn't move. He decided to investigate and saw... Rantaro? The person who'd been holed up in Ryoma's lab all these days, barely seen by the others? Out here in the open? And he was fast asleep, too. Not at all like how he normally acted.
If they wanted to, he thought, the mastermind could kill Rantaro right now, make it look like I or another person did it. He's so vulnerable out here, and he's an important part of our group, and- Shuichi sat down next to the medic, determined to keep watch over him for the night.
Although he must have fallen asleep sometime, he knew, or else he wouldn't have woken up with his head leaning on Rantaro's shoulder.
FOOD
Find your nearest food bank or mission, for food
grocery stores with free samples, bakeries + stores with day-old bread
different fast food outlets have cheaper food and will generally let you hang out for a while.
some dollar stores carry food like cans of beans or fruit
SHELTER
Sleeping at beaches during the day is a good way to avoid suspicion and harassment
sleep with your bag strapped to you, so someone can’t steal it
Some churches offer short term residence
Find your nearest homeless shelter
Look for places that are open to the public
A large dumpster near a wall can often be moved so that flipping up the lids creates an angled shelter to stay dry
HYGIENE
A membership to the YMCA is usually only 10$, which has a shower, and sometimes laundry machines and lockers.
Public libraries have bathrooms you can use
Dollar stores carry low-end soaps and deodorant etc.
Wet wipes are all purpose and a life saver
Local beaches, go for a quick swim
Some truck stops have showers you can pay for
Staying clean is the best way to prevent disease, and potentially get a job to get back on your feet
Pack 7 pairs of socks/undies, 2 outfits, and one hooded rain jacket
OTHER
first aid kit
sunscreen
a travel alarm clock or watch
mylar emergency blanket
a backpack is a must
downgrade your cellphone to a pay as you go with top-up cards
sleeping bag
travel kit of toothbrush, hair brush/comb, mirror
swiss army knife
can opener
Made a oneshot for @amasaiweek Day 2: book/hot chocolate
[Beta AU Amasai Week Day 2]
tw: drug/drugging mention at the end
@kagazuly tagging for au credit
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"Hey, Shuichi, can ya do me a favor?"
The tan-haired boy turned from Kirumi to Miu, who was now holding a tray with a small saucer and a cup full of a steamy brown liquid.
"...Hot chocolate?"
"It's… for Rantaro. He's been studying all day, y'know? I kinda… kinda worry about him."
Don't we all? thought Shuichi before asking, "Well, why do I have to deliver it then? If you want to show him you're worried, give it to him yourself. I think that'd be the obvious solution.”
Miu pouted and turned to the ingredients strewn across the countertop. "I would, but, well, I made that on a whim, and me and Kirumi still have to finish making dinner, and by the time we finish it'll get cold, and…"
"And you're embarrassed to give it to him."
"Am not!!" Miu snapped back at Kirumi's smooth remark, shoving the tray into Shuichi's hands and shooing him out of the kitchen. "I just don't want him to think the wrong sorta things about this!"
"He told you himself he's aro-"
"That's not what I mean!! I mean I don't want him to think I'm babying him like I do with you guys and… and Kaz."
Shuichi let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. “It’s alright. If you don’t want to, I’ll take it to him. Do you want me to tell him it’s from you, or-“
“No, just say Kirumi made hot chocolate for everyone.”
“Okay.” He smiled and set off to find the medic.
He decided to check Rantaro’s lab first, assuming he’d be studying in there as he did often. But when he knocked on the door to the lab there was no response. It was even unlocked, which started to worry the violinist a bit before he looked around and saw nothing out of place. Wherever Rantaro was now, he had gone there in a rush, most likely, and thankfully it looked like nobody had been in here since then.
The knocks on his dorm room door were also met with silence, except this door was locked. He could be in there, Shuichi thought. They could never really figure out his thought process, after all. Regardless, he decided to check a few more possible study rooms before giving up.
Just the library and the pavilion outside are left, he thought, his hand already on the doorknob to his second-to-last destination. He was starting to regret looking in other rooms. The chocolate was already getting lukewarm. He turned the handle and entered.
Shuichi couldn’t believe it. Here, after all his searching, the medic sat in the center of the library, reading and annotating a book from a large stack next to him. Normally Rantaro did his work in secret or at least alone. But for him to be here, in such an obvious place… Could he actually be starting to trust the others?
It was awkward, both of them realized, the green-haired boy looking up at his guest.
Shuichi cleared his throat. “Ahem, uh, Kirumi… made hot chocolate for everyone. You want any?” He now understood why Miu dumped this job on him. He, too, would give anything to get away from this embarrassing moment.
Rantaro looked back at his book nonchalantly. “‘M not thirsty. Go give mine to someone else,” he mumbled, waving the violinist away.
“Rantaro…”
The medic made a few more scribbles in the book with a pen.
“Rantaro, we’re all worried about you, you know.” Shuichi said softly.
He shot out of his reading suddenly with a seemingly normal smile on his face, though Shuichi could see he had slight eye bags. “It’s fine, it’s fine. I’m fine. You guys don’t need to worry about me. I’ll see you at dinner, ok?” After this brief remark, he got right back to studying.
Shuichi placed the tray on the desk anyways, and left without a word. He wished Rantaro could understand the others, but, well, the guy was a war medic. How much could he really trust them after only a week or two? In fact, the violinist thought, he probably studied out in the open this time because it wasn’t important stuff, or he could have just been faking the whole time, obsessing over the mastermind again. Rantaro didn’t trust them. He never would, most likely, until they stopped the person behind this all. It made sense, but… there was just a part of Shuichi that wanted to trust everyone, even if that trust was a lie at its core. Something Rantaro could never consider, it seemed like. For a war medic, the boy sure was a mystery. One that he wasn’t really sure he wanted to try to solve.
That evening, Rantaro did fulfill his promise, showing up for dinner just as he had said. He brought the tray with the cup and saucer back, too and- was that cup empty?
He probably dumped it out in the bathroom or something, Shuichi thought, knowing the medic couldn’t have actually wanted to drink that uncomfortably semi-warm drink while busying himself with his research, even if that research was fake. And yet, something about Rantaro looked and felt off. As if his actions now were genuine. As if he was truly glad to be here, truly energized despite his previously miserable state.
The violinist heard a faint whisper behind him that he never would’ve guessed was aimed at him had he not felt the quick poke of Miu’s fingernail on his back. “The trick worked, don’tcha think? Rantaro just needed some sleep, I could tell.”
“What are you talking about?” he mumbled back.
“Oh, stealing a single sleep-inducing pill when the lab’s unlocked and mixing it into a drink to make that stubborn medic get the sleep he needs? Never something I’d think of doing. Never.”
Shuichi nearly cracked up. He could just barely stop himself from even laughing a little at the plan. And from what he’d seen, it worked. Rantaro was definitely suspecting Kirumi of something now, but at least he was more energetic, more human. Miu was right, he definitely needed some sleep before, even though he insisted he didn’t.
“You really gave him a taste of his own medicine, huh?” Shuichi said, letting out a small chuckle.
“Well, you’re the one who gave it to him. I could say the same about you. Oh, and have fun being on his watch list for a while.”
“You too.”
The two of them giggled more at their dumb quips, Shuichi still watching Rantaro. The medic laughed at something Kokichi said that Shuichi couldn’t hear from so far away, and a calm smile made its way onto the violinist’s face.
Wait I didnt-
I didnt post this yesterday I forgot I left it in drafts fuck
Anyway heres a they/them Mitarai for trans day of visibility <3
Yemen asked the West to stop aiding in the genocide of the Palestinian people and uphold international law. The West said no.
Then Yemen conducted sanctions and blockaded a sea bordering their nation to prevent the illegal sail of those funding and abetting genocide and did so nonviolently while upholding the very international law that West refused to uphold. The West bombed them.
Yeah.
See, when I said I was going to scroll through tumblr for art inspiration, I did not mean this
But I made this anyway
Rantaro: Yeeted
Himiko: Yote
Miu: Yeeted
Tenko: Yote
Kaede: Look, I just wanna know who threw Kokichi out the window
I'm gonna post less often for now, camp started and basically nothing on my phone works when I'm there >:/
Color Palette Series day 13: Makoto Naegi (Danganronpa)
18+ • ignore everything here its stupidly old • he/they • no reposting my things without credit • call me clover
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