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TSHD/HGSN doodles
Been a lurker for well over a year now but news of the anime adaption has reignited my interest 🙏
Oh we’re going there for real! Yoshiki being attached to ‘HIKARU’ because he sees himself in him, identifying with the label “monster” because of his alienation and internalized homophobia from growing up queer in a rural village……!!!
The Summer Hikaru Died art by me so far
I'll carry that sin with you
New key visual for the animated series!
The people’s princess
Before I saw this trailer I had actually no idea what The Summer Hikaru Died was about. I knew people had been talking about how it was really well-written, I knew it had queer rep, and purely based on the title I suspected it might be a tragedy. I didn't expect the quiet horror laying the foundation for a really compelling (terrifying?) romance.
Y'all, I am beyond excited for this series now. The sound design, the animation style, the fact that there are so few anime titles that are true horror. If the whole series adaptation is as well-done as the trailer looks this is going to be one to remember.
Hikaru’s smile appreciation post
— I wanna be with you, even if you're not Hikaru.
theres a word for people like him
Hugs That Burn
characters: Yoshiki Tsujinaka and Hikaru Indou
summary and warnings: trauma-related dreams, crying, fluff(?) to angst • yoshikis consciousness doesnt want to accept the fact that hikaru isnt himself anymore
notes: this was kinda half-assed since im getting burnt out sorry😭
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"Yoshiki-kun, good morning!"
A small weight was pressed to his chest, his eyes fluttered open.
Hikaru was on top of him, well, laying down on top of him. A bright smile was casted on the white-haired boys face. A smile that seemed human.
"Good morning, Hikaru..?"
Yoshiki-kun. Hikaru hasn't called him that since he-
Wait.
His eyes widened as he frantically ripped off Hikaru's shirt, the other boy nervously telling him to stop.
There wasn't a hole there.
Yoshiki pressed his head against Hikaru's collarbone and touched around his chest. It felt so real to him.
"Hikaru, I- I missed you."
"Whaddya mean? Ya make it sound like I died or somethin'."
Oh.
He cried.
Cried as Hikaru tried to console him, holding the sobbing boy gently and whispering random words into his ear, as if it would make a difference. It didn't. It didn't matter because Hikaru was still dead.
He has two fake Hikaru's now.
And the real one was never coming back.
So he stayed like that for a while, trying to calm down and just pretend it was actually the boy he knew. But he felt himself waking up.
"Don't make me leave, Hikaru. This is cruel!"
Dream Hikaru seemed confused.
"What do ya mean? This is your house."
But it didn't feel like home.
His bed felt heavy. And there he was.
Fake Hikaru 1.
"Morning, 'Shiki!"
The morning wasn't good. It didn't feel right anymore.
He slowly sat up and glanced at the stranger in his bed. The imposter pretending to be his best friend.
But as long as he had somewhat of his Hikaru, original or not, he supposed he would be fine.
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