hearts4whatever
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Kokichi sketch page! I like him a normal amount
DICE SIDEPLOT!!!!! (We all cheer)
Ghost au DICE SIDEplot part 1 YES THERES GONNA BE A DICE SIDEPLOT III THIS IS SELF INDULGENT LEAVE ME ALONE!!!! Slash jay
either way if you think this is dumb the good news is theres only gonna be (albeit long) one-two updates for this between each chapter of the main plot so you wont have to deal w it often + doesnt become relevant until the end of this story so you dont have to read this👅👅👅👅
also please ignore the random coloring changes chat imm iidkkidk
"waow i really wanna be this persons friend.." continues to not talk to them but likes every single one of their tumblr posts i come along
"you don't like mpreg?" i don't even like fpreg
What to do when you don’t like a fic: a step by step guide
Step 1:
"Man, I sure do love being alive!" exclaimed Kokichi.
"Hello" said the hydraulic press.
Reblog if you’d be okay if your friend came out as transgender
let’s see how many transphobics we can weed out
Guys here me out on Amamota (platonic or romantic idgaf)
LIKE THATS SUCH A FUN DUO IDEA?????
Kaito is super boisterous while Rantaro is super lax and those dynamics are always fun
Mr. I-believe-in-people-no-matter-what x Guy who doesn’t tell people about himself because everyone told him to give up
I think it’d be good for both of them honestly; like Kaito needs a shoulder to lean on once in a while and Rantaro needs to hear the words “don’t give up” and i feel they could give that to each other
note: dude im so sorry this turns into a character analysis under the cut
———— Buddy Material
Not looking at it through a romantic lens at all atm, i think they’d just be bros if Rantaro had lived longer. Like Kaito would call him an idiot for being so paranoid all the time but in the way he calls Maki a coward. He probably wouldn’t be sidekick material but he’d definitely be a friend. I feel Rantaro would find him endearing in a “oh what are we going to do with you” kind of way but also admire him for his ability to take charge, even if he is impulsive.
———— Trust
Kaito and Rantaro are on opposite ends of the trust spectrum, with Kaito on strong trust with little to no personal reasons and Rantaro on little trust with strong personal reasons.
Kaito needs to hear that while trusting people is awesome, they are still in a killing game and you need to bring facts and reason into the mix. Trust isn’t just given, it’s earned. The fourth trial was so tragic to watch because even when Shuichi had placed all of the evidence that Gonta was the culprit in front of them, Kaito refused to believe it and VOTED KOKICHI. His trust in Gonta blinded him a bit and influenced his actions; completely ignoring the evidence and voting with his gut even though he was proven wrong by Gonta himself.
Meanwhile Rantaro needs to let down his walls a little. He is so extremely paranoid and it literally kills him because he didn’t trust anybody enough to reveal the hidden door. While it was completely reasonable for Rantaro to not trust people, the fact that he knew more than the others tore him apart. The pressure of KNOWING there is a mastermind must have been actual torture, and not being able the trust anyone about it had to have been even worse because what if they end up being the mastermind? Closing yourself off is the most obvious option in that scenario, but far from the healthiest.
———— Opening Up/Needs
Kaito believes in people- it’s in his nature- but it ends up hurting him so much. In the end, it does more good than bad. Shuichi and Maki needed a person that hyped them up and told them they could do it and Kaito was more than fine with filling that role. But Kaito needs to take a break. He takes on people’s problems, but even heroes have problems that need solving sometimes. Kaito needs that person too, but theres nobody for him to talk about his problems because he refuses to let anybody in, even his closest friends.
Rantaro only lets deeper parts of himself slip out during Salmon Mode, and the first time was an accident. He doesn’t talk about his sisters to anybody. The only reason we know about them is through SM, during the last few ftes with him. Not even in the main game. He reveals that he stopped telling people about his missing sisters due to how people would tell him to give up, and he is so SO happy when Shuichi doesn’t doubt him. Rantaro needs someone to tell him that he CAN do it for a change, but he doesn’t give anyone the chance to.
Side note: I wish SM was canon sometimes, because it goes more in depth on the character’s flaws and tells us more about them than the main game can.
———— Taking Weight Off Your Shoulders
Rantaro and Kaito barely talk to each other in game. Hell, they barely interact even in the anthologies, which is where I usually get a lot of my rant content, explaining the lack of photo evidence in this one.
But the fact they are so similar yet so different stands out to me. They both need to open up more and let others listen to their problems, but their reasons for not doing so are completely different.
Kaito needs somebody he can confide in about his problems. I bet you Rantaro would be more than happy to take that weight off of Kaito’s shoulders, after all he knows bottling up emotions is bad (like the hypocrite he is /lh) and he’s listened to so much teary venting from his sisters that he knows it’s wonderful to get it out and is glad to lend an ear to the cause. He would definitely help Kaito through whatever rough patches he’s going through willingly.
Rantaro needs somebody he knows genuinely believes in him. Kaito would definitely bombard him with encouraging words and location proposals, even if a few are ridiculous. He would 100% help Rantaro search for his sisters when he can, after all he is an astronaut. He’d also encourage Rantaro to take it easy, he knows better than anyone that overworking yourself is bad (hypocrite #2, they’re working on it) and just taking a day off does wonders for your body.
———— Photo Propaganda /j
———— Conclusion
Amamota is fucking awesome. I didn’t even get into any inherently romantic stuff (im not good at getting romantic stuff across cause to me lots of things can be read as platonic) but I know this fandom is pretty good at it lol. The only Amamota stuff i’ve seen is stuff from two years ago and the odd fanfic here and there.
Important Note: You don’t have to ship it romantically at all, I just wanted to shed light on how awesome of a duo this would be past the bare surface of their characters. I respect everyone’s ship opinions (within reason, there is some freaky ass stuff out there) and if you don’t think these two would interact romantically then that’s totally chill.
NOM NOM NOM
𝐿𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔
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The bright, illuminating moon had cast down upon the gazebo that Shuichi and Kaede had sat under to talk about sweet nothings to whisk away the night sky.
“I'm glad that we met.. Even if the circumstances were not ideal..” Kaede said quietly, averting her gaze from her fidgeting hands to meet with Shuichi’s eyes. How sweet her eyes were, it was to die for.
"Yeah.. If we ever get out of here, I’d be happy to stay as friends. I don't know what I would do without you, to be honest” Shuichi admitted, a light shade of pink began to cast on the detective’s features unwillingly. In a haste, he switched his gaze to look at his now fidgeting hands to hide his face, only then to be lifted again by the gentle hand of the ultimate pianist.
“Shuichi, don't ever hide your face. I can't see all of you without you looking at me.” again with the softest gaze of the most beautiful of eyes, he began to stare all speechless and flustered.
“I.." Shuichi was about to talk until he got interrupted by Kaede.
“Let me play you a song, Shuichi.” she finally took her hand away from his chin that held it with pride to now grab at his hands, and lifted him up with ease. They walked over to a piano that seemed way too close to where they were originally at, and he saw her sit down to glaze her fingers over the keys of the piano, assuming that she was getting ready to play.. But.. That never happened.
“Kaede? Is something wrong-?” again, interrupted in a haste, the light that had shunned from the moon had suddenly disappeared, and all there was left was a tiny light casting down on the same piano with Kaede nowhere to be seen.
Shuichi looked around, even doing a 108 desperate to find Kaede, but she was nowhere. She was gone.
“.. Kaede?" Shuichi nervously called out. He hoped to see her come out of the shadows and yell out “gotcha!" or to even just hear her voice that she was there still, but that didn't happen. He was left with the piano in front of him. He slowly walked up to the piano, growing scared and paranoid. Walking slowly to savor the anticipating silence that Kaede forced Shuichi to engulf in. Can I really be alone again after all that?
When he reached the piano, he stuck out his hand to glaze the keys like how Kaede did before disappearing, and out of nowhere, something quick had dropped down above him, startling him to the ground. He stared in horror.
“K-Kaede!” Shuichi yelled out. What he saw was the Ultimate Pianist hanging by the neck from a rope, with the tips of her shoes touching the keys as she swung from side to side. She looked lifeless, yet she was looking straight at Shuichi with sorrowful eyes, and almost guilt.. But not her own.
It took everything for Kaede to muster out a few words to Shuichi, leaving him stunned.
“You.. Did this Shuichi.. You.." Kaede whispered loud enough for the detective to hear, repeating those words over and over for Shuichi to go insane.
“No.. No, I- you told me to reveal the truth! You.. I?..“ Shuichi was tearing up now. The lump that quickly formed in his throat left him to stutter and crack with the words that tried to come out of his mouth.
But Kaede didn't protest. She just said those same words over and over, leaving Shuichi in a puddle of his own dirty guilt. His hat was in front of him, as well as documents of past conversations from the first trial. All around it felt like everything was turning against him, like it was his fault for Kaede’s death.
“Y-youre wrong.." Shuichi said, holding his head in his hands.
But Kaede kept repeating the words, “you did this Shuichi.. You did this.."
“Stop it.. Just stop." Shuichi was utterly defeated in this overwhelming doom of guilt. Why did he become a detective?
After some time, her words seemed to fade away, leaving him in the dark, seemingly alone. Until he heard Kaede say once more, “let me play you.. A song, Shuichi." Kaede tiredly said, causing Shuichi to lift his head up to look at her in surprised confusion.
He saw her move slowly by the rope, moving to the correct key to play the famous song, “Der Flohwalzer” just like she was forced to play during her execution.
It was played slow, and gently, like it was being played by a professional. As the music continued, he saw Kaede’s face turn blue, then purple. Her eyes bulged out, and her sweat was seen on her forehead. She struggles with the rope to try and set herself free, but the pulling on the rope each second causes her body to start over, gradually getting more tired as she fights to stay alive. Never missing a key either.
Shuichi was petrified. He scrambled to his feet to run towards her, but something was pulling him back.
“No! Kaede!” Shuichi yelled out, holding out his arm in a desperate plea to set her free from her demise.
Kaede looked at him terrified, and scared. But even though she was scared, she wore a smile for Shuichi.
“You really are a detective, huh? Shuichi?" as her final words floated around his head, her body finally went limp, showcasing her lifeless body once and for all. The bind that held Shuichi seemed to stop working as he ran towards her, and held her close. Looking at him in disbelief.
“No.. No-no NO! don't go.. Please!” Shuichi cried out, as tears and snot came out, he held her near the entire time. Clinging to her body. He wanted her to come back. Just one more time, he would want to hear her voice again.
"Why?.. Oh God, WHY!” Again, Shuichi yelled. Begging in silence for Kaede to come back.
After some silence, he felt a twitch from Kaede’s arm, and he looked up at her mistakenly. He saw Kaede’s eyes looking at him once again, but it was of hatred. She didn't wear a smile this time. All there was, was hate. She had suddenly clung onto him, leaving him startled.
"Save me..” Kaede whispered. Barely enough for Shuichi to hear.
"W-What?-”
"Save me, goddammit!” she shouted at him, shaking him from back and forth, never once stopping the motion.
"I-I don't know how!” Shuichi yelled back, terrified with how Kaede looked now, unrecognizable with her unfamiliar features from the choking.
“SAVE ME!! SAVE ME GODDAMMIT!" she yelled, getting bigger. The size difference was overwhelmingly present in Shuichi's eyes.
Then out of nowhere, Kaede grew more and more unrecognizable, like something contouring her out of her original state. Repeating the words, “save me! Save me goddammit!" getting louder and louder for her words to be stuck in Shuichi’s head.
All Shuichi could do was close his eyes and cover his ears, yelling in agony. Swinging his head from side to side, he tried to drown out the words, but to no avail, could he silence the shouting.
With one last shout from Kaede that was louder than the rest, it finally stirred Shuichi out from his stressful slumber. With a loud gasp, he quickly sat up, his chest heaving.
He looked around, trying to find any similarities with his new surroundings. Tv with speakers, desk, a very plain and somewhat uncomfy bed.. The dark walls.. Oh right. He was at school still, but this time he was just sleeping.. Was it just a dream? No.. It still happened, but that.. That was a dream. He put his hand on his forehead in disbelief, trying to distract his mind from that nightmare.
“What.. Time is it?” he said slowly. He checked the clock to see that it was a little before the announcements would normally start.
“It's probably for the best not to try any more sleep than I already have.." Shuichi said with a sigh.
Today does not seem like a good day. With the first class trial already over, everyone is in a heap of utter fear. These school days are only gonna get worse.
AGEHNDNFNYMG
don’t take this as me coming back unless its to post old art HAHAHHA but someone rted my old DRV3 x TADC art & I kept getting notifs and I suddenly got the urge to draw them :] (+ turned Kaede pink!) (if I find the motivation, I’d like to make Shuichi an actual fit that fits him)
I don't wear a packer because if you're staring at my crotch that's pretty gay of you, and ain't gonna get worked up over what some zipper-gazin' nancyboy thinks about the fact that I ain't got no dick and balls.
THIS WAS SO DIFFICULT BUT ALL-IN (till ver) HAS TO BE MY FAV (with black sorrow(Mizi ver) being a close second)
Till is my favorite character and he has such a strong voice that fits PERFECTLY with all-in!!! I already love all-in I get so hyped whenever I listen to it…
I love black sorrow(mizi ver) sm it’s pretty much tied with it. The thing that rlly settled the score was the fact that I’m not totally in love with the original black sorrow the way I am with all-in (hot take but I’ve only recently started rlly liking black sorrow)! Anyways I’m absolutely obsessed with mizi’s version!!! The pure emotion in her voice is so awesome and THE HIGH NOTE NEAR THE END AHSHSHSHSHDHDHD!!!!!! The way it’s sung is so compelling to me like holy shit I’m rlly feeling the sorrow rn
Long Story Short: All-in (Till ver) and Black sorrow (Mizi ver) are absolutely captivating, I can listen to them a billion kajillion times
+ your reason why it's your favorite cover in the reblogs
when i was a kid i used to respond to the "glass half full/half empty" question by asking how the liquid in the glass got there in the first place. nobody ever gave me a chance to explain my reasoning so i'm doing it now
if you have a glass and it has some liquid in it, up to the halfway line, whether it is empty or full depends on what happened before the question was asked. if you started with a full glass and poured half out until only half remained, the glass is half empty, because if you continued pouring it would be fully empty. however, if you started with an empty glass and poured liquid from another container into the glass up to the halfway line, the glass is half full because if you continued pouring it would be all the way full. logical, no?
i was 13 years old when somebody finally told me it was supposed to be some kind of optimism/pessimism thing. i always thought it was a riddle that nobody let me solve
“What if” nah this is canon now
So what if Kaito was a Sonic Kid and his favorite games were SA1 and SA2 and he loved raising chao. His favorite character is ofc Sonic but he adores Tails. Maybe that's even where he got the "hero + side kick" shtick and why he has the specific view of Heros Like Him helping their Sidekicks Grow and become their Best Selves.
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fellow I love Amy enjoyer???
I’M AN I LOVE AMY ENJOYER FOR SURE!! Been trying to get my friends into it but getting them to finish anything is like pulling teeth
"Momoshi fanclub meeting!" And it's literally just me and like two other people just standing there in an empty room
A truly cruel fate
Yeah haven’t been on here for long but something tells me I’m better off staying…
No thanks.
He keeps a pair in his pocket for when he goes boy kissing
Guys Kaito doesn't wear socks that means he totally likes men
i sometimes like characters that fucking suck. when a character is a shit head in just the right way it can be so funny and/or compelling. like this is my beloved character, Asshole The Hater. they suck and i love them. someone dropped them into a ditch on the side of the road and i picked them out of the ditch and put them in my pocket
First reblog kinda nervous…
sorry for adding you on discord and then never talking to you because im autistic and dont have anything to say to anybody #girl