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koushirouizumi · 9 months
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{D.N. A n g e l} ~ Stage 3 Part 21
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aph-japan · 9 months
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{D.N. A n g e l} ~ STAGE 4
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keikotwins · 2 years
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[ Elm Root ] A Hiwatari Kei Fansite
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[ Elm Root ] pays tribute to Commissioner Hiwatari from DNAngel with fanarts, fanfic recs, a gallery, links to Kei sites and more!
You know you're in deep when you start browsing archived fansites and feeling nostalgia. And I thought, why not? Edits, repost permissions, weeb giggling and Carrd tutorials later, [ Elm Root ] was born. May it bring back sweet memories!
Feel free to DM if you want to see your art featured in the gallery! <3
DLDR! The fansite spoils!
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queenlua · 2 years
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WIP tag game: okay I *have* to know, what is sadpollo (“sad chicken”??) about? Also, this is probably a stretch, but is gift_for_krad a DNAngel fanfic??
sadpollo is just a mashup of "sad apollo," haha, as in "it's Apollo Justice and he's sad," though if you ask "is there also some gay chicken going on?" the answer is "of course it is," and if you further ask "wait so does Apollo know how to be sad like a normal person, or does he just do absolutely deranged shit for several days while confidently insisting to himself that is he Totally Fine," of course it's the latter. and god it rules. that one's pretty likely to get published, actually, half of it's fully written and the rest of it's outlined, i just banged my knee real hard against How To Klavier Gavin Even
and omg. dnangel. the nostalgia! takes me back...! but nah, gift_for_krad is exactly what it says on the tin: a gift for krad, a friendo who haunts this blog from time to time. it would not be much of a spoiler for me to say "that one's fire emblem" because of course it is; it would furthermore not be much of a spoiler for me to say "that one has zihark in it" because of course it does (hi krad <3333)
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fugitivehues · 2 years
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preordained
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fugitivehugs · 3 years
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beep beep terrible meme delivery
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fuckyeahkosukeniwa · 3 years
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"People like you are rare."
Kosuke's eyes remained locked on the backs of his wife and father as they carried Daisuke and Satoshi up the winding stairs. The calm voice on the ground continued speaking, ignoring his efforts to watch his family even after the glow of their flashlights disappeared. Only the dim cinders of ancient canvas and the stench of burnt oil kept the two men company.
"Are you satisfied?" he didn't need to look down to see the smile in those words. Kosuke's hand gripped the metal bracelet harder; he would not be taunted into distraction, would not let everyone down. The bracelet dug hard into the soft flesh of his palm and fingers, but he had to keep it on Hiwatari's wrist. Had to...
"Well," the other man began again. Kosuke sucked in a breath, unable to bear another word from this... whatever it was... "are yo-"
"No!" Kosuke shouted, finally turning to look Hiwatari in the eye - what little he could make out in the dark orange light emanating from Kokuyoku's burnt remains. "This wasn't- How could you-"
"I might as well be honest now. It was not easy," Hiwatari tilted his head in the direction of the cinders, his black hair falling against smooth skin, smile even wider.
Kosuke held the bracelet with as much force as his aching hand could muster. His opposite hand likewise tightened around Hiwatari's other, limp wrist. And there they would stay.
"It was inevitable the Niwa clan would attempt to interfere, but," grey eyes locked onto Kosuke's wide brown ones. "usually you outsiders keep your distance. For obvious reasons."
For a brief moment, he imagined he could feel the hum of magic working under his fingers, holding his target in place, locking Hiwatari into the familiar form he'd worn for... longer than Kosuke could imagine. Through it all he had heard none of Dark's last words, none of the roar of Kokuyoku brought to life, or the supposedly deafening scream as it was brought to an end. Emiko would tell him after... after the boys were safe.
Still after all this time, artworks took no interest in this regular, weak human who was so interested in them.
It was a miracle then, Kosuke thought sluggishly, willing the bracelet to use any strength within him, to do his bidding despite their unpassable barrier of "language". Yes, it was a miracle this backup of a backup plan had worked. He might have reacted too slowly to stop the ritual and save-- too slowly to stop the ritual, but he still managed to lock the remaining threat within Kokuyoku's dark, smoky chamber.
"Do you know the origins of this artwork?" Hiwatari broke through his thoughts. Kosuke's brows furrowed and teeth clenched, turning the strange question over in his mind. He'd found it in an abandoned temple, along with one of the magic rings he'd given to help the cursed children.
"I suppose not," the other continued, "Niwas prefer to grab whatever catches their eye, don't they?"
"I'm-" Kosuke cut his denial short. Sure, he was a Niwa, but... He was also a researcher, and he had nothing but time until Kokuyoku turned to ashes and darkness completely filled his vision. Getting out again was no longer a concern. All that matter was containing the threat to his family. The threat in the skin of a casual, well-spoken young man. Noting his grip hadn't loosened, Kosuke made his first mistake: "I don't know. But you do?"
"I do." The other said, most pleasantly.
Kosuke huffed out a shaky laugh. Using this magic was driving him mad, surely. Why else would he- "I'd like to know, if you don't mind... Hiwatari-san."
"Very well, why not." He cleared his throat and rolled his wrists as if settling down for a comfortable tale. "It was created during the late Edo period, using iron sand and silver, smelted and woven together. Cheaper materials than the Hikari's usual elegance. Care to tell the class why, Niwa-san?"
The smoke stung his nose and throat. "It's not Hikari-made." Kosuke already knew that much the moment he found it.
"Correct! Though it was made to serve the Hikari, obviously. The magic-sealing and unsealing properties within don't decay over time, unlike seals on artworks. Instead they rely upon the user's own will. Hikari magic isn't effective against themselves, but with a tool created by an outsider..." Hiwatari trailed off, implication obvious. If they couldn't suppress Krad on their own, much like Daisuke in his struggle with Dark, then they could channel their energy more effectively this way.
The light from the cinders was fading fast but the grey eyes were still clear when Kosuke made his second mistake: "How did it end up in Hokkaido if it was made for Hikari? I don't know of any who lived in that region."
"Hokkaido, huh? It did travel far from Azumano." Hiwatari hummed appreciatively, stretching his fingers and looking towards the burnt Kokuyoku once more before continuing. "The Cultural Revolution scattered many in the Hikari household. Before the flames reached the manor, I ordered the servants to grab whichever works had not yet been hidden. What a shame to lose so many priceless works. Better than letting them burn. Or rot in the basement of thieves."
Kosuke ignored the jab. "So a servant took the bracelet?"
Hiwatari's shoulders shifted as much as they could in a shrug. Kosuke pressed the other man's wrists further into the ground in warning. His knees were starting to ache as they supported him on the stone floor.
"Tsk, so tense... And most likely. I was preoccupied with more important matters at the time. But the Hikari of that generation liked to have at least one in the set laying around."
How much could Kosuke learn from this man, an eye witness to the historical event that he'd dedicated over a decade to studying. The regret sank deep in his chest, heavy like a rock. If only things had been different. If only Hiwatari had been different, he corrected in his mind bitterly.
Despite the silent, cavernous chamber, their breathing sounded muted to Kosuke's ears. Clearing his dry throat, he reached for the piece of knowledge that Hiwatari had withheld. "Since a Hikari didn't make it, who did?"
"I'm disappointed. Are you perhaps in denial? Or less clever than I give you credit for? Here I thought you were an interesting one," Hiwatari let out an exaggerated sigh.
"Who?" Kosuke retorted, eyes squinting to see the outline of the familar face. Had he been arrogant to say he could handle this man alone? He prayed Daiki or Emiko would bring backup soon. And an extra light.
"Me, of course. The ever-helpful "outsider" of the clan, not so different from you, don't you think? You know I was Hikari's favorite disciple too." As if Kosuke had any way of knowing that. Knowing...
"You're lying. If Hikari can't use their own magic on themselves," He panted, arm shaking while tightening pressure on the bracelet to prove his point, "then how could I be using yours against you!"
"I can see that you've felt the effects of using this artwork. The strain of magic isn't just physical, but mental as well."
Kosuke closed his eyes, useless in the pure darkness that had finally fallen, and struggled to make sense. He should have never spoken...
"The human mind instinctively rejects magic. We weren't meant to meddle with such things. Most refuse to hear the voices of artworks altogether. Every artwork has a unique voice though. It's quite beautiful."
"You're not making any sense!" His shoulders shook harder under his own weight. Or with stress. Kosuke didn't know anymore.
"Hikari carry intimate knowledge of every one of their family's creations so their minds can reject the magic more effectively, whether they want to or not."
"Myself, on the other hand... How old is this piece. How many creations came before, came after." The lilting voice spoke from the darkness below him, "It's like when you meet an old acquaintance on the street. Through the conversation of pleasant inanities, your thoughts are actually turned inward, trying to match that face and voice with an ephemeral name."
So that was Kosuke's final mistake.
"I simply needed to jog my memory. Thank you, Niwa-san."
Hiwatari's arms jerked out of the grip and shook off the bracelet while a blinding light of magic filled Kosuke's vision.
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bluecoloreddreams · 3 years
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Which stage of grief over the impending ending are you??? 
Denial or Memes? (spoilers abound) 
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bleak-resilience · 6 years
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Satoshi: Hmm, it’s been a while since I reinforced the school’s general assumption that I’m attracted to Niwa by running him aggressively up against a wall while he stares at me like a deer caught in the headlights
Satoshi: ...
Satoshi: HEY NIWA
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dnangeled · 6 years
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niwatari-rei · 2 years
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Regression
Some spoilers for anime and manga
Could this possibly be a form of punishment?
Perhaps that’s what it was. No matter which world, he would always get a similar ending.
This was Kei’s ‘fate’, so to speak.
In a way, he supposed it was fitting.
Especially after seeing all the possibilities in each.
Death was inevitable, whether it was by his own hand or not.
Yet…There was but one regret that Kei had.
One that’s quite a shame…
That being that he would no longer be able to see Satoshi grow up
nor embarrass him any further.
Kei supposed that’s just something to put up with for now.
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koushirouizumi · 9 months
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{D.N. A n g e l} ~ Stage 4 Vol. 45 {E N D}
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hkrieg · 3 years
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vest.......
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dnangel-alley · 3 years
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Yukiru Sugisaki’s new D.N.Angel illustration is now available on Gekkan Asuka’s website!
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archaniel · 3 years
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Just posting here to update any DN Angel fans, especially Dark x Risa fans, out there cause my kokoro can't take this alone...
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For people who want to catch up, source is here, do not forget to thank the people who worked hard to translate this, especially Santi7899.
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fugitivehues · 2 years
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“First, it soon became clear that the branches came from a single direction. Second, the way they moulded the damaged walls implied that the tree had grown to both weaken and bear the structure with its strength... Last, the echoing sound spread within the wood before reaching the walls.” — The Wooden Ceiling by LysandrePavelsson
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