♡ — ryouko had froze with the person, koki, moving her hand to just write down his name. but what made her eyes wide was a certain sentence, forgetting everything else with just that sentence in her mind.

a loved one.

why was that...so clear to her? why was it making her tear up again? her hand that had tightly held the pencil could only make it's grip tighter, feeling ink roll across her hand as it was stained in it's cherry color.

huh? huh, huh, huh, huh, huh?

ryouko had quickly pulled the sleeve of her cardigan to wipe off the tears that stung her eyes, making her sleeve just a bit damp from them.

❝ a...a loved one? i...had a loved one? who...? ❞

it was so important to her now...just who could she have forgotten? the only thing she could ever remember was her condition, her notebook, everything related to that.

so...who was that loved one?

❝ di...did they have a name? anything? wh-who was it? ❞

she was starting to sound desperate when she faced the purple-haired boy, with clear worry forming on her expression.

[PREV] @despairfulmemories​

kokichi kept himself toned down as much as possible. his patience knew no bounds, even with a condition like this. he was still amazed he never heard of it, but what he knew wasn’t important to the conversation right now.

“ mm… well you were having a huge life crisis because of some messed up stuff at hope’s peak, i guess. something something, loved one dying, turning evil, getting bullied… yada yada, yknow normal teenager stuff. “

“ but it’s whatever! and uhhh, my name… “

he let his arms fall limp at his sides for a moment; they were tired after being held over his head. he then raised one hand, tapping at the girl’s notebook at some purple text, with a cute scribble of a person. the same person standing before her.

“ but i asked if you could call me koki, hehe! “

he moved to peer over her shoulder, moving her hand still holding the pen, making it write ‘koki’ below the name with a heart beside it.

ah...what was happening again? the girl had been crying a little earlier, but even she couldn't understand the reason. was it out of fear? stress? sadness, maybe? questions with so little answers that she can't even find the answers to.

she didn't even remember what had started this conversation in the first place. so why is this so important to her? it shouldn't be important, she'd forget about it in a second, that's how it worked with being around her.

but...she couldn't help but try and write down at-least a gist of what the other had tried to say. who is he again?

❝ ahhh...i gu-guess so... ❞ ❝ uh-uhm... ❞

she tried to look through her notebook again, as if she thought she had written down what occurred to this. seems she forgot about that too...

❝ wh-what happened again? ❞ ❝ an-and...who are you? i think i forgot... ❞

“ i’m not sure i know who i’m supposed to be anymore. ” {@despairfulmemories​ (ryouko otonashi) - to kokichi ouma}

“ so what? “

the small phrase sounded quite apathetic considering the situation. the girl had been crying moments ago, and it was as if he had no real interest in how she felt. he had a smile on his face, bright as ever. arms crossed behind his head, holding it up, as if when he pulled them away his head would fall right off.

“ you make it sound like you’re destined to be somebody! now that’s a load of bull that i won’t stand for! “

“ yknow girlie, i may not get your situation but, y’know… why are you tryin so hard to be a bigger person, ay? to be someone important, hm? you aren’t the protagonist, there’s not some magical crystal on this earth that’ll put you into sleep when you touch it, and when ya wake up suddenly you know everythin! “

“ it’s okay to ‘act dumb’ sometimes, that’s just what i do! “

“ ah yeesh, i’m getting too far from the topic i think… i’ll put my point simply; who you are and stuff doesn’t gotta be put into words or actions or anythin, and if you keep tryin so hard to ‘find yourself,’ you’re gonna keep getting lost. plus you aren’t even gonna remember it like ya said, yeah? so just write down that it’s okay to not know what the fuck you’re doin! “ 

“ well, don’t write it just like that but you get my point, don’tcha? “

❝ m-my notebook doesn't say who you are either! who are you anyway? and how did i get here?! ❞

PREV @despairfulmemories

“ oh, hi! i don’t know you either~! “

❝ wh...who??? ❞ oh no

*rises from the dead with starbucks*

“ what did i miss? ”

♚ @lupusboreas

♚ — enoshima just loved how angry the beast was getting, almost getting her all riled up for what was in store next. it made her smile in delight, the thrill of such hatred towards her brought the most joyful feeling. it was like it was intended, planned, all according to her own prediction.

she tilted her head up to stare right at the beast with wide, innocent doll-like eyes. yet they were so uneasy-looking.

❝ aww...such a bummer, you don't need to be so upswet with meee! ❞

now she's just doing this all on purpose, using cute looks and such a higher-pitched cutesy-like voice to irritate the beast a lot more than it truly is. could the beast even wonder what she had in her mind? anything could be, for her looking so excited.

with introductions now optional, she took that to her advantage.

❝ and by title, do you mean my name? junko enoshima, ultimate despair! pleased to meet you mister-whoever-you-are! ❞

a wink and a smile formed on her face, raising a hand to the beast as if she were offering some-kind of handshake. truly, this girl has no sense of fear.

♚ @lupusboreas​

well, that wasn’t such a nice introduction to her was it? well, nothing she can do about that! not like she cared anyway! all junko could focus on was the beast itself, staring back into it’s eyes. she was dead herself. it wasn’t like she had a soul to begin with.

it was almost like a mood-swing when she suddenly got angry, pouting at the beast’s command.

❝ well that’s just not a nice thing to say to a human...i was only complienting you, y’know! ❞

she complained, tapping the heel of her boot to the ground pretty impatiently before her lips turned more into a frown. then she looked pretty dejected, like her feelings were hurt. it was unknown how this girl could switch emotions so quickly. it was a simple answer: she was bored of them.

❝ it’s so mean of you to even say that...i was only investigatin’ the place for a teeny bit...you didn’t have to go and say such a mean thing... ❞

Sum my muse up as a news article title

Example: “Local man gets what he deserves”, “Local man fucks everything up.”, etc etc. Bonus points if you make the mun laugh.

My goodness…What a terrible person she must be.

Analyst~

Redrawing old doodles #071    

my full ryouko otonashi illustration that i did for the dangan girls zine

well, she didn’t know where she was going. was she? maybe! or maybe she just knows and decided to go anyway!

junko payed attention to every single detail around the sudden area she apparently got herself stuck in, the clicks of her heels becoming more of an echo even if it deafened her ears to such an annoying extent. but it didn’t matter to her, as always.

even the snow was such a bother to her! way too cold, getting in her hair, it really pissed her off. she JUST finished her pigtails this morning! ...aaaand then the loud thud replaced the echos of her heels. that was loud!

should she investigate it? a certain someone here would’ve said she shouldn’t, but they weren’t here anyways! she’s gonna investigate it! a gyaru like her didn’t need some ugly noisy pig telling her what to do.

junko then followed the echos of the thud, almost like she knew exactly where she was going to see whatever was there to cause such a sound. she didn’t care about the snow now, she HAS to find whoever, or at-least something that brought up her interests.

...and then she saw that wolf. and her interests spiked. in childhood, so many people made up stories that creatures like them didn’t exist. but this clearly stood right before her sparkling eyes. it was a shock even she couldn’t tell if she was dreaming.

...but she smiled widely.

❝ well hello there! i could be dreaming right now but YOU right here, you’re a REALLY facinating creature here! ❞

Setting the Scene

snow begins to fall around the arena, blanketing the cracks in the walls and floor. slowly it piles until the snow fills the cracks. even then, it doesn’t stop spilling out of the sides, melting against the walls, creating trails of cold as it slides down, barely reaching the floor.

the eyes on the wall themselves open, blinking their way around the arena.

the sounds of cracking bones willing to shatter enter the arena as the face melts away, merging with the air. black and blue take control of the empty space and spikes forge from the ground. first into paws, then they shatter into legs. more cracks in the ground are opened, and just as quickly are they sealed by snow that drips from the beast’s fur as it walks. 

eventually, its tail pops free of the snout in the wall as its fur grows, already tangled by the wind picking up at the direct center where it positions itself to sit. 

it almost falls into place, a loud thud echoing across the space, wind bursting from the ground, throwing snow back into the air to fall into piles at its feet. it looks directly down, snout buried in the mass of fur at its chest, eyes piercing through like shards of stained glass entrapped in ice.

it watches the snow fall, and feels it merge with its fur, creating a blanket of white against its back and ears. it flicks the snow off, continuing to do so as it falls directly back, as if attracted to the unending cold of its body.

it raises its head, the bones in its neck cracking, making its head twitch as it slowly rises. the uncomfortable feeling echoes through its body again. a week’s worth of disuse was the cause of this dreadful ailment.

the wolf lets its eyes alone move to see the area, refusing to allow its head to budge. snow piles onto its snout, and feeling the weight, it turns its head this way and that, surveying the area for travelers, prey, or the packs it grew to love so dearly over the centuries.

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Terrible First Meeting Starters

For breaking the ice in the worst possible way, featuring themes including: kidnapping, murder, stalking, injury, monsters, and just general meanness. [Brackets] indicate spaces to include your own words to personalize your ask!

“Wh-who are you? Where are we? Why are we tied up together?!” “You almost killed me, so no, it’s not nice to meet you.” “Oh my god, are you okay? Should I call an ambulance?” “I wondered when you were going to wake up. You almost didn’t survive.” “Get out of my way before I move you myself.” “Please, let me out of here!” “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a [monster/vampire/demon/etc] before.” “Hey. Pretend you were waiting for me. You’re being followed.” “You don’t know me, but something terrible is going to happen.” “You’re in the wrong place at the wrong time.” “Please, someone help!” “You shouldn’t be out here all by yourself this late at night.” “Stop shining that flashlight on me! I’m not a damn ghost!” “I’m sorry if I hurt you.” “Shh, don’t scream! I’m not trying to attack you!” “I’ve never seen anything like you before.” “Stand right there and don’t get any closer!” “Now that you’ve seen this, I can’t let you leave and just tell anyone.” “Ugh, my head. What happened to us?” “Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?” “If you come near me, I will scream at the top of my lungs.” “Holy shit. What have you done?!” “Is that blood? Is that YOUR blood?” “Don’t panic, I can explain!” “I promise you, this isn’t what it looks like.” “I won’t hurt you if you just keep your mouth shut.” “Who are you? Where are you taking me?!” “This is for your own safety. I’ll explain later.” “What the hell was that thing back there?!” “There’s something wrong with me. I need your help!” “Please, someone, there’s been an emergency!” “You can’t leave. You’re a witness and now you’ve involved.” “I’m being hunted, and now they’ve seen you too.” “If you believe in any god, I suggest praying to them now.” “Shh! Hide here, and don’t move a muscle.” “Can I walk with you? I think I’m being followed.” “I’m so sorry. I don’t like tricking people, but I had to lure you here.” “Fuck off, this is private property!” “I’ve seen some weird shit, but you’re something else.” “Oh my god. Are you a [monster/demon/angel/etc]?” “Don’t look at me like that, with those eyes.” “That isn’t your blood. What did you do?” “I promise not to tell anyone, just let me go!” “Come with me. I want to show you something.” “You’re not going to eat me, are you?” “You should never have approached me. You don’t know who you’re dealing with.” “Go away, I’m not looking for a conversation.” “You don’t just follow people to their homes! I’m calling the police.” “Please, I’ll do anything, just untie me!” “I’m sorry if I scared you.” “I had to tie you up. You didn’t leave me any other choice.” “I don’t even know you. What do you mean, I ‘have’ to go with you?” “We almost died back there. Maybe we should introduce ourselves.” “Let go of me!” “I’m hurt. Please, I need you to call an ambulance for me.” “You have to come with me, something bad is about to happen!” “I’m not leaving until you tell me why you’ve been following me!” “Seeing as we may not survive, I should tell you my name. It’s [name].”

more prompts for your feels

“  what am i supposed to do when i can’t even trust my own mind?  ”  “  i have to believe death is the end. because all that waits for me in the afterlife is a debt of sin i don’t think could ever be paid off.  ” “  what do you see when you look into my eyes?  ”   “  it doesn’t always have to be you, you know?  your shoulders aren’t the only ones that can bear the weight of the world.  ”   “  i don’t think hearts break. shattered things can only be broken once. but torn things can be mended again and again until it’s all scars and stitching.  ” “  i can’t remember what it’s like to be truly wanted.  ” “  every time you look at me i feel invisible.  ” “  loneliness is a slow and cruel poison.  ” “  i’m afraid that if i let you see every side of me, you should shrink back in fear or disgust.  ” “  for once in your life, what is it that you want.  ” “  i’ve been wrapped in my sorrow for so long, i’m afraid i’ll feel too cold without it.  ” “  i just want to see you smile again.  ” “  can’t you stop running for one second?  ” “  i’ll be here. when you’re ready to talk.  ” “  being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain.  ” “  don’t shut me out. please.  ” “  don’t look at me like that.  ” “  the world isn’t made up of heroes and monsters. just broken people balancing between the two.  ” “  i just wanted to do something good for once.  ” “  why can’t you tell me what’s wrong?  ” “  just trust me. please.  ” “  why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of?  ” “   you’re so worried about losing me/them you’re missing everything in front of you.  ”   “  i’m not leaving you.  ” “  you’re not alone. i’m here.  ” “  you see everyone so clearly except yourself.  ” “  don’t you understand? i love you. and nothing you’ve done, no matter how much of a monster you think you are, is gonna change that.  ” “  i find broken things interesting. maybe that’s why i like you so much.  ” “  i want to be whatever it is you think i am.  ” “  you see the good in everything. that’s why i like it when you look at me.  ” “  i’ll still be here when you wake.  ” “  i promise i’ll never hurt you again.  ” “  as long as i have you, the rest doesn’t matter.  ” “  what did they do to you?  ” “  i’m not sure i should leave you alone.  ” “  i won’t hate you. i know you think that’s what you deserve but it’s not.  ” “  i want to love the parts of you that you hate.  ” “  i’m scared of what you’re becoming.  ” “  i’m sorry, i’m not what you think i am.  ” “  you’ll always have a home with me.  ” “  what happened to you?  ” “  i thought i’d never see you again.  ” “  you’re such a fucking coward.  ” “  i envy anyone who has the privilege of being loved by you.  ” “  you scared me.  ” “  please, don’t ever give up on me.  ” “  i’m not giving up on you. not ever.  ” “  i know you love me. but it’s not the way i want to be loved.  ”

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