Memento mori
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That heartstopping moment when I realize that only during DND will my friends ever, even indirectly, refer to me as anything other than she.
You've heard of Madoka and Dazai, but are you ready for MIKU AND FYODOR??
Babygirl and and abstract concept with infinite bodies (which is which?)
Two kinds of people (this amuses me to the inexplicably large extent)
(left is Dazai right is Nikolai)
akutagawa!!! not the most creative but i quite like it anyways :)
for @ceceslayyy
urgent / A chance to save a life at a critical moment
Please share and reblog to save my family 🙏🌹
🆘/To Alaa and my family in Gaza
My dear friends
I hope everyone will donate and share my story.
"I am Youssef, an 18-year-old young man, and my dreams and hopes vanished in an instant. My family’s house in Khan Yunis was destroyed, and I found myself and my family living in a displacement camp in Deir al-Balah, under the scorching sun, inside a tent swaying in the wind. I wake up every morning to the sounds of waves crashing on the shore, but they no longer mean anything to me—they only remind me of the freedom we lost and the life we once had..."
Hello everyone! As of writing this, Youssef is at $3,877 out of his EXTREMELY ACHIEVABLE $15,000 goal. He has only gotten eight don@tions in the past day. Youssef is asking for $15,000 to support himself and his family, mainly for medicine, shelter, and food, which are hellishly scarce as a manifestation of Israel's genocide. He is only 18 and he is responsible for his family's SURVIVAL. Please take the time to read Youssef's own words on his GFM page, as well as on his tumblr account, @yousefjehad3 . Read them, stare at them, process them. Let them truly sink in. Then, go to his fundr@iser and DON@TE. Every single coin you can spare counts, because everyone's small contributions will snowball into a massive one. None of these fundr@isers reached their goal because of one loaded don0r. It was always a group effort.
And, whether or not you're able to d0nate - SHARE, with your family, your friends, your groupchats, your tumblr followers, so that someone who can will have the chance to see it! If you are on Tumblr, you are able to reblog.
Don't ever think your contributions are useless. They provide material help and are expressions of care during impossibly dire times. Palestinians quantifiably cannot afford your apathy.
Youssef's GFM is vetted. He is shown on line 255 on the Vetted Gaza Evacuation Fundr@iser List by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi.
(btw, I've heard that it's not a good idea to tag posts like this with terms such as correctly-spelled 'don@tions,' which is why I'm spelling things as such. I encourage you to refrain from tagging your reblogs with these terms just in case..)
Trapped family in Gaza appeals for help to survive🆘🆘🍉
I am Monis from Gaza, from a family of 8, I am a cancer patient and my wife is a liver patient
I need to receive treatment quickly, but I cannot because of the war on Gaza. The health situation is very difficult, and I need your help to travel outside Gaza and receive treatment for cancer،
months of war we decided to start a donation campaign to collect $5000 per person to get out of Gaza to Egypt through coordination, my father needs to travel to receive cancer treatment outside Gaza,
A medical report indicates that I am a cancer patient, and this is a referral to travel from Gaza to receive treatment. Now I cannot leave Gaza because of the war. I need your help and support Because my health condition is getting worse every day
is our story - On October 7, our lives changed forever. My family and I left our home to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but that did not happen. Our home was surrounded and then completely destroyed. Our home, which was once a bastion of hope, is now in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.
I we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water and safe shelter، I cannot provide young children with clothes or anything to make them forget the cruelty of war، Winter is coming and I am unable My family's needs
I appeal to the entire world to hear my and my family's sad cries in Gaza. We need a helping hand to In leaving Gaza and receiving treatment for cancer, I hope you will help me
We live in a bad place💔🍉
Our house was destroyed and we had nothing left. Now we live in a place covered with some old fabrics to cover our bodies so that people do not see us. We live in a place that does not protect us from the cold of winter.
A bad place that no one can tolerate
I can't afford a plastic cover. We want to build a new waterproof tent to protect my children from the winter. I want tarpaulins to put over the tent we live in. We are drowning from the heavy rains. Also the weather is cold. We can't live without winter supplies. The prices here are very expensive and we can't afford to buy them.
Therefore, my friend, Can you help us? and Donate to us to provide plastic cover and materials to provide the requirements for building a new waterproof tent It is suitable for living and is protected from insects and dirt that cause diseases
The goal of the donation campaign is to help us secure livelihoods by providing food, water, and shelter (a place to sleep). I am a cancer patient. Medicines must be provided to receive treatment as soon as possible. Medicines are not available in Gaza due to the war. We must travel abroad So that I can receive treatment
It would be so helpful if you could check out my GoFundMe and donate to my family. By sharing and donating, you are helping me get treatment🙏 and helping my family survive the horrors of famine and genocide. It will give us hope to rebuild our home and reclaim some of the life that was stolen from us.
If each person gave $20, you would help us live in the difficult conditions in Gaza
I hope you will donate even a little, my friends. Your donation will help us withstand this suffering.
Donation link in bio.Your donation will save us 🙏💔🍉
Thank you all 🍉🫂
Verified : @90-ghost
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
15zai doodles I did during class!
He is the skrunkly ever I fear
Reblog if its ok for your moots to stalk your blog and interact with everything you've posted.
Not british but this is really important @thetoker420 @bungostraydogs-nextgen @hartogtm + anyone who Ive forgotten and anyone who happens to see this
So firstly, I would like to say
FUCK U UK SUPREME COURT
YOU PIECES OF ABSITE FUCKING SHIT
WTF ARE YOU DOING
For those of you who don’t know what im talking about,
So basically
you might not have heard of the UK Supreme Court decision stating that trans women are not women under the Equality act, which effectively sets the UK 50 years back in terms of queer progression. They stated that a woman is based on their biological sex, which rules out transgenderism in general.
This is a dire effect not just on trans women, but British women and queers. If you are a British citizen, please sign this petition to appeal this ruling and fight for equality, and if not, please share with others. Thank you.
And for those of you who arent British citizens,
You can still share this post
Please
Tag everyone you know
Reblog 50000 times
I don’t care
Just please
Get this to as many people as possible
Tags under the cut, of just pretty much everyonr I know , and if you weren’t tagged, you can still reblog it
@winter-depressed-belle @nonbinary-potatoes @narniasclosetvoltron @faeriesandfables @spaghettihell @grahams-gerudo @the-purpurhaj @thesillytransgirlnova @acelovesremuslupin @autisticrodent @densomtror @irithind
PART 2 OF SHIP CHARTS I MADEEEE !!!(mostly rarepairs this time)
Also everyone must get on the sigkuni hypetrain right now they make so much sense that it's baffling how unknown they are. /nf
Part 1 !! (has SKK, SSKK, Atuslucy, Fyolai, Suegiku & Ranpoe and the blank ship chart)
This is my new reaction image to everything ever
Children in Gaza are losing their limbs every day—just like the little girl in this heartbreaking photo. The war has stolen their futures, their mobility, and their right to live in peace. My own son, Qais, is just two years old. He was injured in an airstrike, and I cannot afford the medical treatment he desperately needs. As a mother with no income, I beg you—please Donate and help us. Your donation could be the reason Qais walks again.
This is the terrifying reality for many children in Gaza:
1. Airstrikes often target residential areas, leaving children with life-altering injuries.
2. Hospitals lack medicine and equipment, and most families cannot afford private care.
3. Children like Qais are at risk of permanent disability, even death, without timely treatment.
I watch my child cry in pain every night, and I can do nothing but hold him. No mother should face this. We need your support now more than ever. Every donation—no matter the amount—can help save Qais’s , his future, and his life. Please, don’t look away. Help us heal.
Donate Now Here
Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭
Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸
🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
Headcannons for them! (I mean not really hcs? Cause I made the au? so uh just canons in a way):
- They all went to the same highschool and thats where they met
- Higuchi had an big crush/friend crush/mild obsession w Akutagawa back in highschool (still kind of does) and actually only learned how to play guitar bc she found out he did and she wanted to simultaenuoesly be more like him and impress him (but she did grow to enjoy the activity personally)
- Akutagawa's vocals can get pretty deep and rough in the songs and its a little bit jarring to go from only hearing the music to actually seeing him because you got this gravelly ass voice coming from this cunty twink.
- Hirotsu taught the Akutagawa siblings guitar and music stuff, he also wanted to make his own music when he was younger but he didn't have the resources to produce it at the time.
- Tachihara has a bent nose it happened a long time ago (for unspecified reasons) but he puts on a bandaid when he's in his band persona bc he thinks its cool (its so corny is circles back around to being kinda cool)
Introducing:
BLACK LIZARD
They're finally here !!!
Band Profile:
Hard rock, alt/indie rock, punk rock
Ryuunosuke Akutagawa
Lead vocalist/Front man, rhythm guitarist, lyricist
Ichiyou Higuchi
Backing vocalist, lead guitar, lyricist
Michizou Tachihara
Backing vocalist, keyboardist
Gin Akutagawa
Backing vocalist, bassist, composer
Ryuro Hirotsu
Drummer/Percussionist
Not really a composer but he's Gin's go to for when she needs advice for her compositions
Sound:
Fun facts:
Theyre signed under bPM Records, managed to get the resources to do it relatively easily bc Hirotsu knows Mori personally and Mori is a bleeding heart for young, passionate musicians
Akutagawa's guitar is called Rashomon
Gin and Tachihara run all the band's official socials
Hirotsu is the Akutagawas' uncle
I almost gave Akutagawa red laces but then I remembered what that generally means in lace code and I know its not always a mandatory coding rule but I changed it to purple (for lgbtq pride) to make myself feel better.
Hey world, can you see our pain and feel our hunger?! Fear, death, famine, siege, suffering, oppression, silence of the world?!! I am calling your humanity to do whatever you can to ease our pain Talk about us and don't leave us alone We are not okay, please dont forget us and stand with us by donating or reblogging to amplify our voices 🙏🏻
( Don’t forget, this is reality—we are not in a dream )
Don't forget us—do something, anything! Share, donate, like—just help us survive.
>> Our campaign is vetted by gazavetters list at (#291) Momen & his family
Gaza is full of oppression #The worst is yet to come #Genocide #A resilient people
Introducing:
BLACK LIZARD
They're finally here !!!
Band Profile:
Hard rock, alt/indie rock, punk rock
Ryuunosuke Akutagawa
Lead vocalist/Front man, rhythm guitarist, lyricist
Ichiyou Higuchi
Backing vocalist, lead guitar, lyricist
Michizou Tachihara
Backing vocalist, keyboardist
Gin Akutagawa
Backing vocalist, bassist, composer
Ryuro Hirotsu
Drummer/Percussionist
Not really a composer but he's Gin's go to for when she needs advice for her compositions
Sound:
Fun facts:
Theyre signed under bPM Records, managed to get the resources to do it relatively easily bc Hirotsu knows Mori personally and Mori is a bleeding heart for young, passionate musicians
Akutagawa's guitar is called Rashomon
Gin and Tachihara run all the band's official socials
Hirotsu is the Akutagawas' uncle
I almost gave Akutagawa red laces but then I remembered what that generally means in lace code and I know its not always a mandatory coding rule but I changed it to purple (for lgbtq pride) to make myself feel better.
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
URGENT HELP 🚨
Hello dears, it's Ola, I write to you today in the most difficult circumstances I have ever faced in my life, circumstances that have become unbearable. Life has been harsh on us in ways we never expected, and we are now unable to provide for even the most basic needs, such as food, water, and everything essential for survival. Prices have skyrocketed in an unimaginable way, and we are left powerless against this harsh reality.💔
Since I started my campaign, I have placed all my hopes and dreams in it to improve my life and my family's life. I hoped we would find a helping hand, that we would feel there are people who care for us. I am deeply grateful to everyone who has helped us in the past, and to those who will support us today. You are our only hope.🥺
But today, I need you more than ever, more than any moment I've gone through. I need your help, your love, and your compassionate hearts. We are going through an incredibly tough time, and mercy only comes from hearts like yours. Please, your feeling for us is the only hope left. We have nothing but your prayers and support.
If you read my story, perhaps you would understand that it was never expected for me to be in this situation, begging for help from others. Life can be cruel at times, but there are still compassionate hearts that can light our way and change our fate.
Please, read my story, feel for me and my family, because we are truly in desperate need of your help. Please don’t abandon us, because if we don’t find hope in you, we don’t know where we will turn. I may not have many followers on my blog (due to my original blog being deleted), but I believe in you, I believe in your help, and I believe in your sharing of this post, which could change our lives. 🙏🥺
My opportunity for internet access is very limited, so please, share this message as widely as possible. Be the shadow that saves me and my family.
Please donate and share 💔
My campaign has been vetted by @90-ghost here, @northgazaupdates here, @el-shab-hussein , and @nabulsi 's spreadsheet of vetted campaigns #205.
Please help me, Please share 🙏
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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
Hello??!! /pos Thank you for the tag :D
@t0tally-n0t-lou @bungostraydogs-nextgen @thetoker420 I would tag more but I dont rmbr their taglines and these are the ppl Ive mostly interected w :3
A friend threatened me to repost so I will!
Basically, there r tons of fake asses on tumblr who just want comments and followers, so someone started this to see who's actually a good friend. Everyone I tag better repost (and tag other people and preferably threaten them in a creative way as well) bc I'm high on caffeine and newfound lesbianism and will resort to violence.
@ey-theys-was-coronas
@fangirlhehe
I would tag more people but they're the only ones I've really interacted with-
Yay tests are done! (I did trash but atp idgaf) But..still no art (shakes my skull about because the neurons in my brain aren't neuroning in the way that I want them to) , I've been kind of busy being Cookie Run Ovenbreak pilled
They added sooo many new cookies while I was gone too...
Like who are these divas and why can't I have them at lvl 15 with pets and magic candy like, RIGHT NOW? dsljhasdfdsrruruurhggr
Buutttt I did get Crowberry cookie's trial to Rainbow Rank so thats cool
GUYS
GUYS LOOK
THEYRE LITTLE AKUTAGAWA PAPER DOLLS!!!
I love Akutagawa so much hes my favorite character and I SKXHAKDHAKHR AKUTAGAWA :DDD
The one with his coat doesn't have the little sleeve things on the fit with his coat because I made an oopsies and the coat doesn't go on top of the shirt well so he doesn't have his sleeves on the coat picture, BUT IT LOOKS CUTE AND I LOVE IT
This was inspired by Parakos tutorial on YouTube, love her content please go check her out, but mine turned out so well and ahdhakjds he has a stand right next to my PC :DDD
I KNOW HE DOESNT HAVE RED EYES IT JUST LOOKED BETTER THAN THE PURE BLACK ONE I DID
Im making Atsushi and Dazai next and then I'll probably make some of the other cast later because while I love my bbg Fyodor, I am NOT going through those cramps of cutting a tiny paper crevice with scissors ever again-
I die for nikolais official arts but seriously what's with his body?bones is named bones for a reason huh??i always imagine nikolai as a strong capable man(we all know what he did in the story and if he can kill government officials and toy with atsushi with ease then he is definitely athletic and strong enough...)BRO this art this body belongs to a malnourished underweight boy!!!it doesn't even fit his head!!!!
Gorgeous. the difference in lighting hue is so subtle but impactful, the contrast between Akutagawa's big dark, almost hollow irises and Atsushi's soulful bright ones. Not technically this artwork specific but I just realized the fact that in both situations the one sacrificing themselves was wearing primarily white while the one watching was in primarily black. Going back to the fanart I really like the way OP draws Aku you did him so right with the void eyes and the emotion in his face in the second one is very good. Also love the hair it's so natural looking
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Imagine you are Akutagawa. You wake up a blank slate- knowing simply your name and your purpose: protect the princess. Protect the commoners. Those are your only thoughts. Your only duty.
And so you do.
You must slay the evil that threatens the princess. Slaughter it so that it never darkens her doorstep again. Destroy it so that no commoner must fear again. But what you find is not simply the evil, but someone else. He seems to recognize you, but you cannot. He calls to you, afraid- you don't listen. Who is he?
No matter. He is a commoner, which means he must be protected. That is all there is to it. All that matters is destroying the evil in front of you. Nothing more. Nothing less. That is your duty as a knight.
You clash with the evil, a blur of blades and power and sparks. You fight to protect and to serve and to succeed.
And then you fall. You don't quite know how, but you fall nonetheless. You are prone and bleeding and hurt. You are lifted into the air, pain and anger and the voices: Protect the Princess. Protect the commoners. Protect the Princess. Protect the commoners. But you cannot move. You cannot fight. You accept your fate as a knight should. That is all you can do.
A weight crashes into you, heavy and deliberate. You feel yourself fall again, but this time it's different. Because you see him. Arms outstretched. Arm. Arm outstretched. He saved you- protected you. He let himself hurt for you. Die for you. Why? Why would he do this? Who is he? What is he? Why?
Why?
Why?
"Consider us even. Away with you..." he smiles at you, turning to light. "...you fool."
And you remember.
And you remember.
And you scream because that is your partner, your other half, your fool. The man you found enough to hurt for. To die for. To protect because he is Atsushi Nakajima and that was reason enough.
And you remember.
And you scream.
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i hate it when people say ‘i like beast mori, not normal mori!!!’ they’re the same character under different circumstances, you warm toilet seat.