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More bot names that absolutely fuck. Sad.

Sidenote but I'm so excited to play Aether Gazer, I'm just so curious as to how it's going to work in open world??

"Is There Anyone Else You Can Call?"

UHM this has been in my drafts for a while so ‼️ Enjoy‼️ I haven't edited this and haven't really looked this over either so 🧍🏾‍♀️ This is from months ago, I don't have any other written pieces in drafts DJDJ

A white ceiling. How crude. 

"Sorry, miss? We can't reach your emergency contact. Is there anyone else you can call?" 

Ah. The only remaining contacts were those that she hadn't talked to in a decade at best, forever at worst. The rush of noise blinded her ears, as she hopelessly ran through names. 

"... Dazai Osamu." She sighed. Should she cry at her stupidity? Or should she cry at her misfortune? 

Could she even cry, in this state? The physical cauterised her emotional wounds, a gentle but unnerving ease that she succumbed to, becoming a shell of herself. 

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Like a doll with a soul, she woke up. The scratchy fabric brushed against her thin fingers, her hair still tainted by her own blood. Lotte suddenly regretted her actions - perhaps she shouldn't have called anyone at all. What could they do for her? Sleep restlessly as a sign of affection? 

She sighed. The gothic hand of sorrow that stitched her emotions tightly had fallen limp, reducing her to a needy child. A craving so disgusting, a gentle love she so wanted, for someone to waste and kill their time by her side. 

In spite of her childlessness, she could tell he would never arrive. He could never love like that; he wasn't that person. There was no space for her, and for him there was none either. 

The room was so white it looked blue. The walls stared back at her, the click of shoes passing the doors, an overwhelming sense she was alone. All of her contacts were dead and useless. She had become - no, made -  an insentient doll, one that could not be remembered with fondness. 

"Lotte?" His voice called out. That annoying and wretched man had appeared once again, despite her best assumptions. Why had the heartless brang her comfort?

Dazai walked closer, calling her name once again. Her eyes grew hot, her nose flaring. She sobbed, her body like a plastic bottle, sniffling and gasping as if she was drowning. 

"There's other ways to tell me I smell bad, okay?" 

"It's not that!" She said through her unpaced tears. 

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if its all the same …

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Maki Hanajima reference sheet

I take a one month break only to return to find my favourite wet cat has a broken foot

i was trying to collect more shitty ms paint doodles we all use and vibe with and then i realize i also have ms paint and can just MAKE some 

Rough Notes

Just was thinking of a Valkyrie AU (Attached Universe) for JJK, of course I need to do more research but

If Hana Kurusu can exist, there's like a possibility that Valkyries can be a good attachment to the jjk universe, especially considering cursed abilities are mostly in Japan and rarely elsewhere??

Basically, I think that Valkyric abilities manifest from a sense of victory and also pride/ego, and it's pretty hard to keep consistent, so I highly doubt there'll be special insitutions for it like JJH, but uh 🤩 yeah??

There's always only 13 by the end of the training programs, I think it's mainly in the UK? You can bet one of them is bringing their bronzer with them into battle ADJDJ

That's the only ideas I have right now!! Might update later!

(The Greatest Living Show)

It was a great honor to make this animation for Mr. Toby’s beautiful song! Please listen to it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qFow8LkHtlU

For information: https://toby.fangamer.com/show/

If you would like to buy my art book for this animation I would be very grateful…! ｡ﾟ（人´∀`*）ﾟ｡ So I can make more original productions in the future. https://www.fangamer.com/products/the-greatest-living-show-art-book?variant=41195106926649

Time to go back to my roots (RWBY) after abandoning them for various things (Bungo Stray Dogs, Nana, My Hero)

I didn't even realize the show had such a large fandom on here what

Okay I was thinking recently about the fashion within BSD, and what if the creators of their clothes are creators of fashion books? Like the one immediately coming to mind is, 'The Glass of Fashion' by Cecil Beaton??

Gentle reminder that Dazai, who was also in the Port Mafia, could use driving as a threat due to how poor his driving skills are

Kyouka being able to drive at 14 whilst Atsushi can’t will forever be my favorite thing about bsd

[By The Sea]

Gif can be found here.

The beach sat in the sunset, the waves mulling over the sand endlessly. The sea was always restless, it had always returned to find something on the shore. Whether it was the remains of dead sea creatures that no longer lived, or the abandoned toys of a kid that once played there but had now succumbed to being a memory. 

Lotte sat on a bench, observing the endless life of the forgotten shore. Her fingers gently held the cigarette. It was unlit, yet she would still hold it. She didn't know how to let go. If it was just there, that was enough. The tears of the sea splattered once more on the sand, curdling as it was dragged back into itself. 

"You like the sea." He said, approaching her. His footsteps were muffled by the sand. 

She glanced at Dazai, before looking back at the sea. She remained riddled with silence, the cigarette brought to her lips once again; no smoke followed. The sea and the sand, even with all their different hues, seemed tainted blue. 

"I need the sea," She said wistfully.  "I can't be somewhere without the sea. I'd be miserable." 

Dazai sat next to her. "I suppose I can understand that. The sea is serene – consistently doing nothing." 

Lotte looked at the waves once more. "No, it's not doing nothing. It's moving forward. It may not look like it to us, but it is." 

For a moment, she became a window. She had allowed some form of understanding to be made –  a translucency. Her eyes looked close to tears, yet remained firm and unchanging. The wind yawned past the two of them, the shiver of nearby trees soon halted. Everything was unwilling to move. The air was damp, the faint scent of salt haunted its being. 

"I want a house by the sea." She said. 

She said it like a prayer. 

There was a moment's rest of silence. Dazai smiled at her, a pitiful expression painting his face. They sat for a moment, watching the same wave return to nothing. 

"A house by the sea? That won't be enough for you." He said, sighing with emphasis. He peeked at her with one eye open. She snickered and nodded. 

"You're right, I'm too greedy." 

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Character designing is fun, especially when the world is built very intruigingly. Original or not, it something I definitely have fun with each time, because I have to shape a piece of wood into a puzzle piece that fits the jigsaw :)

The result

Atsushi: *running towards Akutagawa with open arms*

Akutagawa: *moves out of the way*

Atsushi: Hey why'd you move?!

Akutagawa: I thought you were going to attack me!

Atsushi: I was going to hug you!

Akutagawa: Why would you hug me?!

Atsushi: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU?

that light i thought was blinding brought me here♡

UH - UHM uhm UHM I- UHM 🫶🏾❤️???????

yo.

Valentine's Chocolate Bars ♡

"Tattoos hurt, don't they?"

Just a random prompt I had in mind! :) It was inspired by this Yakuza tattoo fanart of Dazai and Chuuya, if I can find it again, I'll link it!

Dazai entered the private room, a giant traditional painting hanging on the wall behind the woman. She did not move, and a veil left only her mouth visible. Her fingers were delicate like a that of a pianist, her back straight and her eye contact made with the wall. He sat down, his back facing her.

“You’re the tattooist?”

“Are you the prodigy?” She replied, a faint smile on her face as cleaned her knife. The pale complexion of the cloth was irritated with the splotches of red from a previous client. She glanced at him, though unclear through the opaque veil.

“I don’t like questions,” He said. “But I’ll take it that you are the Port Mafia’s new tattooist.” He revealed his back. It had a few scars, merely sketches on the surface. He lay down, looking ahead to the open window, his chin resting on the edge of the futon. The moon glided through the seas of the sky, aggressively resting it’s eyes on him.

“The moon is bright today,” Lotte commented, looking at the open wound on her palm, pulling the skin to separate the scabbing. The skin was puffy, a gently feverish red surrounding the cut.

He was silent, looking at her hand. “Is that so.”

She nodded. “The moon shines the brightest on the coldest nights.” She examined the blade, her smile soft. “How sweet the moon is, to try and mimic the sun’s warmth.”

Dazai looked at her once again, the brown hue of his eyes now tainted with the night. She barely moved; he could only tell by the hushed shifts of her clothes against the knee pillow. Her skin was dark, like water under the sunset. She had no presence, she was careful not to exist in a manner that would let her be seen easily. At the same time, she was as prominent as the last ember on the tip of a candle.

“Can I have your hand?” She asked.

He offered it in an uncaring manner. Even after she had made a small cut on his fingertip, he did not flinch. She rested the knife on a new white cloth, the old one miserably curdled in the bin, sagged.

“My apologies, but it makes the process easier if I use my skill,” Lotte said, a glow emitting from their open wounds. She had not summoned it verbally, and the only glow emitting around her came from the moonlight.

She took to the tattoo, working in silence. As she did, the scent of chrysanthemums became more pungent. She hesitated, before lifting the pen. She lay it down, withdrawing from him.

“Your skill must be effective for this.”

“I suppose so.”

She then looked at his face, which was barely contorted with a look of pain. He scoffed. He had barely changed, his presence eerie whilst charismatic. There was only the presence of a ghost, as if he wasn’t truly there, only his body holding him hostage in his pain.

“You should’ve realized my ability nullified yours, most of your clients talk about the ungodly scent of earth during the process. I didn’t smell anything.”

Lotte glanced at him, tilting her head to the side carefully, the veil slanting alongside her actions. She cleaned the knife with one clean swipe, casting aside the used cloth into the black bin, disappearing amongst similar cloths with similar blotches.

“Silent suffering is a sin. Take it as punishment.”

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Sonya?? 👀 As in, Crime and Punishment's Sonya?? 👀👀👀👀👀👀

Sonya!!

>> TRUSTED DONATION LINKS FOR TURKEY EARTHQUAKE VICTIMS !!!!

(Disclaimer that I will be updating this post a lot.)

• AKUT

https://www.akut.org.tr/en/donation

• KIZILAY

https://www.kizilay.org.tr/Bagis/BagisYap/43/general-donation

• AFAD

https://en.afad.gov.tr/earthquake-humanitarian-aid-campaign

• AHBAP

https://ahbap.org/

There is the donation link of AHBAP too, but sadly the site didn't let me in. Here is also a donation guide on tumblr. If you can't still donate to the sites above then try these;

• Events?? This is my first time seeing the site :(

https://events.softgiving.com/donate/HasanAbiForTurkeySyriaEarthquakesFund

• "Turkey Earthquake Relief Fund" Donation opened by Barış Özcan, It's under the description of the video.

https://youtu.be/-BvS6PZbCws

• A guide on twitter to how to send products to the areas affected by the earthquake in Turkey. (With the app named "Getir".)

>> USEFUL CARRD'S

• Carrd made by @.simmerbroke on twitter.

https://turkeysyriaearthquake.carrd.co/

• Carrd made by @.616LEBAUS on twitter.

https://helpturkeysyria.carrd.co/

>> FOR TURKISH PEOPLE

• (In Istanbul) Materials are being collected so that the earthquake victims in Kahramanmaraş can be fed, and stay warm. Along with food, blankets, baby diapers and handkerchiefs are being collected too, In the news couple AFAD workers also said that their in need of garbage bag and medicane too. The stuff are being collected at "Avcılar Mesleki Teknik Anadolu Lisesi" on the European side and "Üsküdar Türkan Sabancı Görme Engellileri Okulu" on the Anatolian side. (I live extremely close to Avcılar Mesleki Teknik Anadolu Lisesi It's like a 1-4 minute walk so, my mom went there to give diapers n' handkerchiefs for the earthquake victims.)

• A post by @.tittyblade on tumblr saying that there is a urgent need of voluntariy translators.

What a nice brain you got there!!

I want to pick up that book but it's like 600 pages long and i- I want to see the world I want to explore life, but it's also like, I want to know what that man was up to

There is a film adaptation of the book though, or at least a part of it, on YouTube!! It's very interesting, Genji is 🧍🏾‍♀️ Genji is actually pretty similar to Fyodor and Dazai when I think about it?

I'm calling it right now, the Book is gonna be an ability based off Genji Monogatari by Murasaki Shikibu

>> TRUSTED DONATION LINKS FOR TURKEY EARTHQUAKE VICTIMS !!!!

• AKUT

https://www.akut.org.tr/en/donation

• KIZILAY https://www.kizilay.org.tr/Bagis/BagisYap/43/general-donation

• AFAD

https://en.afad.gov.tr/earthquake-humanitarian-aid-campaign

There is the donation link of AHBAP too, but sadly the site didn't let me in. And if you cannot donate to the links above, then try;

• Events?? This is my first time seeing the site :(

https://events.softgiving.com/donate/HasanAbiForTurkeySyriaEarthquakesFund

• "Turkey Earthquake Relief Fund" Donation opened by Barış Özcan, It's under the description of the video.

https://youtu.be/-BvS6PZbCws

• Carrd made by @.simmerbroke on twt, I should've putted this one above but 🤷‍♂️yeah.

https://turkeysyriaearthquake.carrd.co/

And to the Turks that lives in Istanbul; Materials are being collected so that the earthquake victims in Kahramanmaraş can be fed, and stay warm. Along with food, blankets, baby diapers and handkerchiefs are being collected too, In the news couple AFAD workers also said that their in need of garbage bag and medicane too. The stuff are being collected at "Avcılar Mesleki Teknik Anadolu Lisesi" on the European side and "Üsküdar Türkan Sabancı Görme Engellileri Okulu" on the Anatolian side. (I live extremely close to Avcılar Mesleki Teknik Anadolu Lisesi It's like a 1-4 minute walk so, my mom went there to give diapers n' handkerchiefs for the earthquake victims.)

No Longer Human & BSD's Dazai Osamu: An (incredibly sloppy) Analysis

Please let me know if this needs TWs :)

Again, this is sloppy. I'll clean it up when I do another analysis, but I think it's alright, but it's not supposed to be academic -- it's just for fun! (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

If you want something to listen to whilst reading this:

in need of voluntary translators for urgent aid to earthquake survivors in turkey and syria

translators without borders has made a call for volunteers that speak the languages of the affected regions to help aid in humanitarian relief.

if you speak at least two of these languages:

Arabic

Aramaic

Armenian

Chechen

Circassian (Cherkess)

Georgian

Greek

English

French

Kurdish Kurmanji

Turkish

Zazaki (Zaza)

please sign up to volunteer. we really need all the help we can get.

So pretty colours <333

Oc art real omfg😍😍

Dazai Screenshots because I need to put them SOMEWHERE

ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

Kyouken! (Mad Dog)

This is an OC I'm working on!