Bsd Kyouka - Blog Posts

ah ha i've finally gotten to drawing Kyouka

and also demon snow

bsd characters as ponies. I dont really like the kyouka one but whatevs!!

I need Kyouka and Lucy becoming friends

Kyouka being distrusting of Lucy at first because she used to be an enemy.

But Lucy is always giving the younger members of the Agency extra sweet treats when they visit the cafe. She bakes cookies into animal shapes and makes cute faces with icing. Kyouka is fascinated with them. There's always extra marshmallows in her hot chocolate when Lucy serves it to her.

Lucy came from an orphanage, where she and the other children were mistreated. So she always makes sure to give kids a little extra when they come to the cafe.

Kyouka wants to return the favour. She and Atsushi bake cookies to give to Lucy. The decoration is very "My child's first attempt at icing!" and Kyouka is a little embarrassed about presenting them to Lucy. She puts them in a paper bag with a bunny sticker seal then sneaks into the cafe and leaves them for Lucy.

Lucy isn't used to receiving gifts and though she tries to down play her reaction in front of the cafe owner, she's so happy she could cry.

Lucy later thanks Kyouka for the cookies and says they should bake together sometime. It becomes a regular thing for them and Lucy teaches Kyouka how to make little animal faces with icing.

This is how Kyouka also finds out about Lucy's plushie collection and she's immediately in love with them. Sometimes she felt a little immature being so attached to her bunny but seeing how much Lucy loves her collection, she's comforted.

Kyouka is always asking about them. Whenever she does Lucy will bring out the ones she asks about, tell Kyouka their name and how she came to have them. Lucy does a lot of repairs on pre-loved teddies so some of them look quite mismatched. She's used to people finding her collection creepy and dismissing her hobby. So, she's grateful for Kyouka's genuine interest and is always excited to talk about it with her.

When her bunny gets a tear, Kyouka immediately goes to Lucy for repairs. There's no other teddy doctor she'd trust with the job.

Dazai: I think this outfit makes me look older :D

Kyouka: But you're already old.

Dazai: EXCUSE ME, WHAT?

I've already talked a small bit about kyoka and dazai on this blog, but I have more!

So something that I've always thought is how kyoka was controlled through her phone, right? (Or well her ability) and she was hold by a tight leash because she would (and kinda has) tried to stop killing people by all means necessary as soon as she got even a glimmer of hope.

She was unpredictable and so was dazai. If I remember there was at least two scenes of dazai calling with mori (reporting back etc etc) and I've always thought of that as a bit odd because I don't think there was a scene of chuuya doing the same or any other member (as far as I remember).

My point is that I think dazai and kyoka were held by a tight leash so that they wouldn't do something that was avoidable (for dazai kill himself or take over the world and for kyoka try to escape)

Again I'm just rambling but it's something I wanted to get out there yk

just realised I wrote kyoukas name wrong but I'm too lazy to change it so sorry

Can we talk about how genuinely terrified kyoka was of mori? The first thing she did after she saw him was scream. Idk sometimes I just think about it, what image she has of mori and what she knows to get that image.

and then I think back to dazai, because if mori is afraid of dazai and everyone is afraid of mori, how truly fucked is dazai actually? I've read fanfics where people got his sense of fucked pretty good but I feel like there's probably more. I mean my man's tortured people before, probably threatened a lot of governments and political figures. 'S just something I think about from time to time.

Dazatsu Month 2025 Day 16 Jealousy

Having Atsushi back was like a dream come true. It was as if winter was becoming spring. Snow was melted to bring a new. Kyoka woke up the next morning, practically vibrating out of her skin as soon as her eyelids fluttered open. Her big brother was back! And hopefully here to stay. (Of course, if not she was willing to make some sacrifices. Dazai did spent the last few years pinning- kinda like a wife waiting for her husband to back from war. In fact, the old man spent the whole day in a daze after the coming back. She thinks he tripped a couple times? Totally spazzed when Atsushi swooped down to catch him before he hit the ground with a pickup line. It was as if whatever brains he has had leaked out. It was hilarious.) For one, since four years, her darkest night was filled with the shining moonlight.

Jumping out of bed with the excitement of a child on Christmas Morning, she rushed to get dress for work. She wanted to spend as much time with him before Dazai took off with him. Maybe she could make them breakfast? (Just like old times! When she was fourteen and he was eighteen and all they had to worry about was making it to work on time.) Of course there was her roommate, so she had to make more than for two. (A year and a half ago, the Agency had hired a new member whose ability was so much like their were-tiger. Just less of a giant cat running in wind and more like a bird flying in fire. It also felt more like when big brother Chuuya used Corruption at times.)

Shaking her head, she checked her body mirror with satisfaction- not a single hair out place and walked out the door. The moment she step into the hall, her eyes zeroed in on the door slightly across from hers. It was the room that Atsushi had spent the night in (after panicking Dazai booked it out the moment the silver haired male opened his mouth to ask if he could stay over)- it’s door slightly ajar. There was a dry erase board that wasn’t there before- her brother must have hanged it up last night. The blue eyed girl tilted her head. ‘He’s awake.’ She stated within her mind as she took steps to get closer to the door. There was orange writing on it. She raised a hand and gently brushed her fingers overs the word- not really touching the smooth surface. ‘She/her today. I see, a sister instead of a brother.’ With a sharp understanding nod, the young woman of eighteen headed towards the kitchen.

More like a war zone at a stalemate.

The moment she walked into the connecting rooms of both living and kitchen, she was blasted with the winds of inferno hell. The need for water hit her faster than Akutagawa’s Rashomon.

“Good morning Kyoka.” Atsushi chirped from where she was cooking. A smile painted on her face as she scooped some eggs onto a plate. Her eyes gold like molten lave as they refuse to leave the second figure in the room. Kyoka was impressed. “I cooked breakfast. Hope you don’t mind.”

“Of course not.” Her roommate answered, patting her pink lips clean with a napkin with all the grace of royalty. Her cyan blue eyes side eyeing Atsushi through her red lashes. The room became even more hotter. “It’s rare for us to be treated to a warm heavy meal. Thank you Nakajima-san.”

The moon kissed female bared her teeth in a smile. The facsimile of a sweet smile seeming predatory. “I like to serve Tsukino-san.”

One could choke on the sarcasm.

Happy birthday to the #1 bunny enjoyer

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