Maybe I’m being a bit insaneito, but I feel like the song ‘You’re Somebody Else’ by Flora Cash fits Monoma and Kaminari’s early dynamic in Scar Tissue pretty well!
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Okay hold up
Oh sweet mother of All Might
This song literally vibes SO HARD with my MonoKami fic Scar Tissue!
InsaNeito you are NOT!
I gotta break this down. I'm obsessed.
Haven't done one of these in a while...
Aw yeah!
It's analysis time... Below the cut!
First, I'll generally start with the cadence and rhythm of the song.
There's a steady, soft chord repetition that the song always drifts back to, giving it a monotonous rhythm that mimics the way Monoma zones out when he's caught in a figment of his imagination, or a stray memory. The past that haunts him has become a part of his every day, like the steps you take or how you breathe. In and out.
But it's unnerving, isn't it?
The song hits the chorus and the anxiety sets in. Vocals hit higher notes. They warble.
Then, they'll settle back down.
And the cycle continues.
Until the song rewinds.
Time rewinds.
Monoma watches Kaminari forget again.
And the song continues...
It's PAINFUL!
Now, onto the lyrics...
"I held the better cards / But every stroke of luck has gotta bleed through"
This feels like every time Monoma touches his scars and has the urge to dig into them. He has his life, but it feels like the joy of having it rarely stays.
"It's like you told me / Go forward slowly / It's not a race to the end"
I imagine the memory of Kaminari giving Monoma his tie and telling him to not worry. Young Monoma worried about so much and Kaminari always tried to ease him. He still does.
"Well, you look like yourself / But you're somebody else / Only it ain't on the surface"
This one is clearly a reference to the medical experimentation that Kaminari underwent. I think more often than not Kaminari is the one looking in the mirror and feeling like he doesn't know who he is looking at. Monoma actually does see him, but Kaminari feels like he's only half of who he's supposed to be.
BUT WAIT THIS IS MONOMA TOO?! Because he looks in the mirror and his hair literally changed because of Kaminari. UGH! But deeper inside they both changed because of death and loss. I'M SOBBING!
"Well, you talk like yourself / No, I hear someone else though / Now you're making me nervous"
This breaks my heart, as I imagine every time Monoma thinks he sees or hears Kage. It more often than not sends him into a spin as he remembers why his friend is gone.
"You were the better part / Of every bit of beating heart that I had / Whatever I had"
Monoma literally feels like his heart beats only because Kaminari righted it. Figuratively, he feels like he has only become the person he is because he wanted to be as confident as Kaminari had always been.
"I finally sat alone / Pitch black flesh and bone / Couldn't believe that you were gone"
I think of so many scenes here. In Monoma's dream, when the photographs fade and fall away. When Kaminari is alone on the star in his own dream. When Monoma is taking to Kuroiro at the training camp and trying to accept what has happened. When Monoma talks to Shinsou in the internship and feels so much guilt after his hatred is stripped. When Kaminari talks to Monoma about feeling like he can never find him when he's right there, because the ends of his memories are frayed. There's SO MUCH loneliness in this fic.
"I saw the part of you / That only when you're older, you will see too / You will see too"
But there is still hope! Kaminari sees it somewhere that Monoma struggles to. All Monoma has done is relived Kaminari losing his memories again and again, whereas Kaminari has always had them tucked away, gnawing on his brain, itching to resurface. Monoma's desires are tenuous, caught in self-doubt, whereas Kaminari can hear this music in his soul that is somehow Monoma. The memories of him, him right now... Whatever it is, he wants Monoma to hear it too.
THANK YOU for letting me nerd out over my fic and be renewed once more 💖⚡⏱️
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We open the scene on one Monoma Neito, who is frustrated beyond belief that Todoroki's quirk is causing him harm after the war against All For One. He's utterly confused, but refuses to tell a soul about the issue plaguing his Copy quirk. He'll handle it. He's Monoma Neito. He knows how to manage his own power.
i could keep fidgeting with this painting but also I really dont want to lol. Anyway i am sick so headache words may not be wording imfeel ing a bit incomprehensible. mayhaps incoherent. Maybe also grammarn’t
I think this guy is neat. Trying to remember what i was thinking when i was painting this uhhh the flowers for sure were supposed to represent something i think like deceit mayhaps? Or something. I could be totally wrong. I dont remember and i forgot to write it down lol. Anyway i think this guy is super cool and i have many thoughts abiut him. What do you MEAN he sees himself as a side character to his own life?!?! The great thing about enjoying any character from class 1b is that we have a concept and then can just pretty much make up stuff abiut them from there. Anyway this guy is also hilarious i loved every time he showed up he was awesome and also like comically desperate to conceal whatever the heck is wrong with him/aff. I’d hear intense maniacal laughter and id be like omg its THIS freaking guy again what strange and unusual things will he say now?. This man is not at all hinged. He took a screwdriver and personally unscrewed his hinges himself in hopes that no one would see what was on the door. Can anyone hear me hello hello.
edit: my watermark kinda is too small to read whoops but uhm yea i drew this. It took many hours.
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