i just wanted to show you this cuz ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

KOKICHI MY BELOVED <33

CRINGETOBER DAY ONE: HETEROCHROMIA LETSGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!1!!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!!!1!!!!!1!1!1!1!1!1!!1!

cant stop thinking about them. and i wont.

( last one looks a bit wonky bc i drew it on my laptop :)) )

(Let's see if this uploads) Since I'm currently busy with assignments and studying for upcoming final exams, I'll share this Kagebon drawing I drew last month. 🧢🩹💕

I don't think I'll be able to draw anything this month. Maybe something small during Thanksgiving break but I can't promise that.

A doodle of how these mfs would act in a class trial, with the protags crying in the corner

My Roman Empire

Everyday I wake up in agony knowing that Kokichi’s only wish was to meet up with everyone and died before getting the chance to do so!!

Everyday I wake up in agony knowing that everyone thinks kokichi is a traitor and that he worked with mahito for his own selfish reasons when he actually did it for his friends and they will never know about that!!

Everyday I wake up in agony knowing that Miwa wanted to visit him but she never got the chance!!

Everyday I wake up in agony knowing that one of the other reasons kokichi ‘betrayed’ everyone is that he just felt insecure because he liked Miwa, but since she only saw mechamaru, he had to work with mahito for a normal body so that maybe, she would like him back!!

Everyday I wake up in agony knowing that Miwa probably had so much more she wanted to say to him but didn’t have the time as the machine shut down!!

Everyday I wake up in agony knowing that kokichi knew his time was limited and so made the communication devices as back up to confess his love to Miwa if he never would have the chance to do so himself!!

Everyday I wake up knowing that they are literally each others ‘halfs’. Kokichi’s birthday: October 4th. Miwa’s birthday: April 4th. Kokichi’s cause of stress: everything. Miwa’s cause of stress: none!!

Everyday I wake up in agony knowing that Miwa was the only character Gege could write Romance about, but still found a way to make it fucking tragic!!

Everyday I wake up in agony knowing that kokichi is DEAD. And we were robbed of literally the only canon ship in jjk!!

Ya'll look at this commission I got from MurariasS on twitter I just can't 😭🥺💕 I can't even explain how happy this makes me you have no idea

Derek and I look so cute

UDG was pretty good if I ignore the parts that made me wanna rip my eyes out

v3 bc I kinda missed them

ayo shout out to my partner @probably-a-plant-thing for giving me this idea: rival bakers Saiouma- but it's kinda silly

so the idea here is Kokichi runs his own bakery yeah? it's staffed by DICE and they have like- a whole clown/dice/phantom thief gimmick theme for it. Shuichi on the other hand just opened shop across the street with a more cozy library theme and Kaede, Kaito, and Maki are trying to help him out.

admits the chaos of trying to run his business, Kaede and Kaito get the bright idea to spy on Kokichi's bakery to try and get ideas on how to better Shuichi's bakery, but they do so in the most inefficient and cartoony way possible (read: snooping in the bushes with binoculars).

this of course does not go unnoticed by Kokichi, and he decides to mess with them a bit by sending a couple of DICE to do the same right back. this eventually spirals into a back and forth silly rivalry that ends up becoming an accidental marketing gimmick and drums up good business for both of them. and ofc gay little shenanigans occur between saiouma themselves all the way through

silly stuff. good stuff.

when,,,,when,,,when shuichi from hit game danganronpa: V3 Killing harmony 🥺🥺

Kukichi Uma

HC where Kokichi paints on Kasumi's back with gouache, as on canvas. Once she offered, in the absence of canvases and watmans in the house, to draw on her back. And when everything is already drawn, Noritoshi photographs the drawing on a polaroid. Gradually it became a little tradition for three of them

Kasumi doesn't like to have breakfast right after waking up. To wash her hair to cheer herself up for the whole day and return to bed for a while - that's her answer to the morning routine on the weekend, as on this sunny morning

“.. these flowers are small, unlike roses“

“That's right!“

She has fair skin, slightly touched by a scattering of dark freckles on her shoulders. She lies relaxed and does not twitch when the wet brush in his cool hand draws the familiar outline of a rectangle and slides with confident strokes

“Hmm, for a peony, this flower has few petals. Cherry blossom?“

“No, not them. Do you have any other options, Kas?“ “Let me think… this is definitely not a bouquet of different flowers, and not a viola, the shape is not similar, and not forget-me-nots, for them you would use a thin brush. Besides, you've already drawn them“

Kokichi snorts with satisfaction

“It's so cute that every time you try to guess which flowers I draw“

“Because I know you well enough! when it comes to the realization of any idea, your meticulousness no equal!“

“How could it be otherwise, Love?!“

Both laugh softly

“I'm done, you can watch!“

Kasumi gets up and walks over to the mirror, intrigued. She is so beautiful in the sunlight, pink highlights play on her skin, they smoothly merge with contrasting olive shadows on her pumped-up arms and the shadow from the edges of the towel strips disappearing behind the elastic band of wide trousers. Kokichi helps her with her hair, throws a waterfall of wet strands on her shoulders over a towel so as not to smear paint, and lightly touches lips to her shaved temple. Her enchanted gaze is fixed on her back in the reflection of the mirror: from the peaks of the shoulder blades to the waist, a fire of scarlet flowers blooms inside rectangle.

“Red primroses!“ Kas says this along with Nori, who has approached them

“It seems they shine like after the rain“ said Nori He carefully examines Kokichi's creation and calls both to have breakfast. He also clarifies, just in case, if Kasumi is cold like this, in one canvas on her shoulders and with wet hair. She shakes her head negatively in response and, hanging on his arm, mutters how she doesn't want to wash off the drawing, because they can go to the bathroom at any moment and wash off the paints, watching the multicolored water disappearing into the shower drain for an infinitely long time, but this way breakfast can cool down. Noritoshi presses his nose to aquamarine hair. She felt his lips stretch into a soft smile. Kokichi puts chin on his other shoulder and gently runs his palm along the spine to the lower back, deliberately touching the bow. Noritoshi is wearing only dark homemade joggers and maid's apron on his bare torso. It is still a mystery in their house when this apron for role play began to be constantly used for the kitchen, but no one is trying to solve this riddle. But that's a completely different story. In the meantime, shine, red primrose!

P.S. I associate Kasumi with a red primrose (used meaning of Japanese flowers language)

Another lazy piece lmao