rb this with ur opinion on this shade of pink:

I was THERE when IT WAS WRITTEN

I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes

[ID: A digital drawing of Hikaru, as lord brainsnatcher, and Yoshiki from Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu walking through an art museum. The room is dark, except for a spotlight shining on a marble statue of the original Hikaru. The placard reads "Hikaru Indou, Artist Unknown". Yoshiki is stopping to marvel at it, while Hikaru uses his insides of pull him away.

In the background are various paintings. Some of them are manga panels, an others official art of other drawings. Behind Hikaru is a painting of an angel stabbing themself. Their halo is positioned so that Hikaru is right below it, looking like it's his. /End ID]

the summer hikaru died is so like. goddd. do yall remember being a closeted teen with a crush on your straight friend? do you remember how it felt to cling to that secrecy? did they ever reciprocate? odds are, probably not. but what if they did? imagine how it would feel if your best friend in the world, the target of your unrequited affections for god knows how long, disappeared one day, and in their place was someone who looked just like them, spoke just like them, only they loved you back. as much as it sounds like a dream come true on paper, i want you to remember, you are still a closeted teen in a conservative small town. this has not changed. you are a closeted teen and you are in love with your best friend and your friend loves you back. is it a dream? is it a relief? or is it a whole new domain of terror?

The Summer Hikaru Died and onomatopoeia

I've wanted to gush about this topic for a while and i have no organized thoughts but a lot of feelings i need to get out. First and foremost being "Holy shit this manga is so damn loud" which is a weird feeling to have since manga is generally understood to be a silent medium.

And yet the Mangaka MokuMoku Ren has filled their work to the brim with sound. Now comics using onomatopoeia (words that echo a noise ie: crunch) is nothing new the sound of a fist hitting it's target and walls being wrecked is nothing new. But usually onomatopoeia is worked into whatever action is resulting in the noise

adding both a sense of motion as well as sound. Which is what makes The Summer Hikaru Died's use of it so unique and compelling. To utilize onomatopoiea you have to give up on space that could otherwise be going to deatil work in the background or foreground. Now this is fine with smaller unobtrusive effects like Wolverine's claw extending, and there's numerous example's where a sound will take up large portions of the page to show how loud something like a bomb going off is. But i've yet to see another comic western or otherwise so consistently use this facet of the medium to instill such claustrophobia and dread. As a slower paced horror manga The Summer Hikaru Died builds it's suspense mostly through atomosphere, the supernatural happenings weighing on the surrounding evironment until they break the surface

The use of sound is heavy, it's harsh, it's a vehicle to show how wrong things have gotten from the whisper of "it's coming" heard in the ringing bell of a train crossing to the omnipresent call of birds, bugs, and frogs that pushes in on the paneling shrinking the world with their cacophony.

the way sound shrinks the world making reader and character both feel suffocated by the drone is matched by how the manga uses silence as a way to make the characters feel exposed and vulnerable. the page is now empty of distraction the world of the story on full display and it still feels wrong it's agorophobic, at least amidst the din there was some sense of anonymity being just one voice among hundrends.

even the speech bubble feels out of place as it wanders off desperate to fill the space. The manga is full of these moments of sound and silence in some dance with eachother always too much or too little, never comfortable. It adds a lot to the horror of the manga, and is just one part of many that makes The Summer Hikaru Died such an excellent manga, every chapter I can feel my skin crawl as the setting becomes more hostile to the charactres while they uncover more of the truth of their circumstances.

It's hilarious how "Hikaru" is supposed to do Eldritch Abomination Things™ but he's so consumed by Gay Thoughts that he's useless. U go boy, go give your crush half your soul just before a bunch of hunters come for your ass, I'm sure everything is going to go fine.

something something the friend that summer took away something something look only at me something something i want to be possessed by you so bad

i happened to get really into shoujo rei just before i started reading so i did a quick study with them when i was a few chapters in. bc the song wouldn't leave my head

I'm watching kieta hatsukoi (yeah finally) and, the osts of it, every music that ever plays is the musical form of the whimsy i would like to carry around in my heart. one that is not lost on the sadness of the world but that perseveres despite it. I can't explain once again why i can't keep from tearing up every minute of the episodes.

(ch 40 spoilers) au where qifrey erases olruggios memories one too many times and he forgets qifrey and ONLY qifrey

sometimes using forbidden magic that no one really knows how to wield anymore comes with unintended consequences!

eventually qifrey comes upon a solution, but it will return ALL his memories to him. will he risk it...?

i love a hypocrite :)

the same

i peaked when i drew these for @orufreyzine fr....

second piece is an illustration for a lovely fic written by my friend @parthenosvenus and you can read it here!

drew a qifrey to keep olly company

them!!! he!!!

Even if i try i can never go back in time

Solar eclipse

shhh i'm in the middle of enjoying my qifrey brainrot