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"It was a mistake, I promise." [ archive blog for fuyuuko honpo, once afflitated with da3: omega]    STATUS: DEAD

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DA3 : THE PHOENIX

sprites gathered from each player

video editing by drea !

THANK YOU FOR A WONDERFUL DA3, EVERYONE!

(The pictures at the end of the video will be posted in photosets soon, along with other great drawings that we weren’t able to add in time!)

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rest in peace akira

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fuyuuko's dad is mayoi's step dad i guess im allowed to say spoilers bc both games are over but lets just say (bc i cant read more on mobile) fuyuu's dad is fucked up and ruined mayoi's life forever . more to come soon

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Endgame // Fuyuuko // Breathing (Re: Chiemi, Ayako)

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Ayako seemed a touch guarded as Chiemi approached, as if she expected some kind of reprimand for intruding. Truthfully, for a long time, she had a poor opinion of the actress, believing her to someone that got involved in trials disruptions frequently. She gave leeway to most other people at first, but for some reason Chiemi’s actions were particularly grating to her.

A lot of things changed between the fourth trial and the fifth – it had been in that period that Ayako promised herself that she couldn’t let anyone be alone, no matter how much they lashed out at others. So when Chiemi disrobed during a trial and showed the extremes that her grief had driven her to, showed just how few people were keeping an eye on her wellbeing… Well, Ayako still had trouble coming to like her, but she felt like she understood Chiemi a little better. Regardless of the things she said, she didn’t deserve to have every rare friend and every precious light snuffed out week after week.

Three months of waiting on those who stayed and relying on them for the hope that maybe there was a future after all had worn down the ill will Ayako felt towards them – they really could have just left, and Ayako wouldn’t blame them from not wanting to stay in this hell pit for any longer than they had to. (Now, those who felt the need to claim the dead were just digital clones that weren’t even sentient, on the other hand…) But they chose to stay, despite the risk that they would die here. And Ayako respected them for that.

So, even though she still hadn’t quite come around to like Chiemi, she greeted her with shy civility. She stayed, and she helped friend and foe alike find their second chance. And that alone meant so much to Ayako.

"Um… Yes, I think I have time to stop by! If I’m interrupting anything, I’ll make it quick."

She carefully shook Chiemi’s hand, following her into her room. There, she quickly noticed who else was in the room, even before she was introduced, and she couldn’t help but smile a little.

"Hon—Fuyuu-chan, hello! I’m doing…good enough We’re alive, so I can’t say I’m unhappy! Have things been well for you?"

Ayako wasn’t much more than amicably acquainted with Fuyuuko: She enjoyed her company during the impromptu sleepover, and she had tried to give her some medical attention when she fainted during a trial. Ayako hadn’t been able to check on Fuyuuko since then, but she seemed to be alright… Judging by the occasional glimpses of her, she was with Usoko a lot, and now she was with Chiemi… Yes, she wasn’t alone. So she must have been alright.

(No one should be alone, was what Ayako had to tell herself every day.)

When offered some hair clips, Ayako couldn’t help but stare in admiration at Chiemi’s collection, and she nodded.

"I couldn’t find my old one, and I don’t have any others… But these are all so pretty!"

Ayako had a pretty good idea where her orange sakura clip was, but after half a year of being on a chilled corpse, it was surely a lost cause now. She could easily replace it with one of the other flower barrettes, or the ones studded with rhinestone, or the ones that had ribbons or feathers or lace… Ayako truthfully wanted to take all of them! But that was just plain rude.

After some browsing, she picked up a few that really caught her fancy: One with a yellow rose, another with flowers made of crystals and rhinestone, and a cutesy, cartoonish cone of ice cream made of cloth. Hopefully this wouldn’t be too much to take, though she’d be willing to put one back.

"I love these ones… What do you think?"

She held the blue and beige dessert clip to her hair, hoping that the colors worked. Ayako would have to adjust her wardrobe colors now… Or maybe just dye her hair again.

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Chiemi smiled as the girl held onto that dress. She was glad it still looked as nice as it did. Now, as Fuyuu held it near her body, Chiemi could certainly imagine her wearing it. In fact, during their dates in Tartarus, Chiemi was surprised that Fuyuu hadn’t seen it before. Then again, she wasn’t the only one! Chiemi almost forgot it even existed anymore. 

“Oh, nonsense: You’re not interrupting a thing, honest.”

She shook her head at the comment before Fuyuu and Ayako spoke to each other. Maybe the fact Fuyuu and Ayako knew each other a bit at least made things more comfortable. For Chiemi, at least. While she was scared of how their encounter might end up being like, the Broadway Performer was oddly relieved that things seemed ok at least. Even with the personal changes she had made, Chiemi couldn’t take back how horrible she’d been to others before. She made so many enemies, hurt Kosuke and other people countless times…even blamed Kikuyo when she did nothing wrong and Nanoka had been injured as a result of mistrial. Of course, she was sure everyone had regrets here. All they could do was move on and start anew. Create some more ‘hope’ or something sappy like that with the miracle they’d been given. The miracle that was seeing everyone live again.  It was times like these, when she could meet people like Ayako for the first time or have fun with Fuyuu, where Chiemi felt grateful for not taking Sayuri up on his offer. At first, she hesitated. She could be something if she helped him out, right? After all, Chiemi’s troupe might not even be waiting on her anymore. She might have nothing. But staying here and praying this bullshit miracle would work with Rune and Kosuke was something that she could hold onto. Seeing people she cared about was worth it, through and through. And when she told Sayuri she didn’t mind dying, if this came to that? She meant every word. 

“Oh gosh: They all suit you so well. And the yellow rose clip would definitely bring out the color of your eyes. Oh, but that dessert clip matches your outfit a bit, doesn’t it? Please; keep them all.”

She’d already offered them to Ayako, but she wanted to confirm it, certainly. And yes: She remembered that hair clip. When Ayako walked about with her dyed hair, she wore it everywhere with her. After all, who would miss seeing it? And of course, yes: She was the first to die. That whole trial…Chiemi couldn’t help but wonder how Ayako felt over all of it sometimes. At least a month in, those those crossed her mind.   

“I don’t mean to bring up such a dark subject, but I guess that…hmm.”

Chiemi pondered for a moment before she found her words. 

“I was definitely one of the most disrespectful people at your trial. And I know this is over and you’re alive and stuff, but well, it doesn’t change what I did, you know? This’ll probably sound…pretty darn corny, but heck: I hope you find happiness or whatever the heck you’re looking for when you get out of this place. Watching us screw up so much from the very beginning must have really pissed you off.”

She didn’t think she would say all those things, but there was a sort of sincerity about it. And then, a look of relief. She could finally tell this person something that was on her mind from the very beginning. 

“I don’t expect you to forgive me: I mean, we were both total strangers up until now. And I guess, in a way, we still sort of are. But it doesn’t change the fact that I really screwed up. I uh…hurt a lot of people, especially after they died and watched me fall off the deep end.”

Chiemi nervously scratched her chin. She wasn’t really good with these sort of apologies, but when she came up with her words, she would kind of overdo it. 

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At least Ayako and Chiemi seemed well together, that was all she had to say on their reunion. Wasn't Ayako the first to die in the other group? She couldn't imagine how that would feel, and felt some pity bubbling up inside. No, maybe pitying someone wouldn't be such a great idea at the moment. She wouldn't say it out loud either. 

"Things have been great for me these couple of weeks, thanks for asking!"

She tilted her head, smiling back at Ayako. Fuyuuko felt awfully positive these weeks, and if that wasn't the case maybe she was just surrounded by people who were like that. She never really did hang out with people who she knew would be hard to...get close with again. Maybe once or twice she followed them around, but other than that she did nothing.

However, she was still close with Elijah. Somehow. After the last time they spoke/screamed at each other, she wasn't really sure if she could keep him close again. Or really, she didn't know if she was allowed to be close with him anymore. Even if she wasn't allowed somehow, she will find a way around it. 

Looking back at Ayako, she saw that she was trying to find a new clip. Which was nice! Fuyuuko bet that every clip would look nice, I mean, they were really pretty on their own and adding another beautiful thing with it would be cute!

"It looks great! Don't fret too much, haha! It suits you perfectly!"

Fuyuuko laid back as Chiemi began to talk to Ayako. She wasn't involved with whatever happened with the other group, though Chiemi had told her some things in the weeks that passed. Still, she wasn't in such a position to butt into it, so she stayed quiet as she listened.

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someone remind me to take a nap today omg...

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bee

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Endgame // Fuyuuko // Breathing (Re: Chiemi, Ayako)

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Well, that was kind of ridiculous, Ayako. Why are you getting pissy at a blanket? Technically you didn’t even do anything on this one except sleep, and it’s just been sitting here, collecting dust that you just kicked up all over the place.

She couldn’t help but cough; in recent weeks, she had spent most of her time in pristine Tartarus or sterile Isolation, so she was no longer acclimated to the dustbowl that was Gaia. Which wasn’t exactly something she should have been used to in the first place, so that wasn’t a loss in her mind.

Ayako did another quick check of her room, this time remembering to grab what little money – real money – she had. It…would not at all be enough for her to live more than a few days on, especially if she wasn’t going to be alone. But maybe that would be enough; her home was in Inzai, and if she could just make it there…

…then what?

As soon as the Collective realized what was going on, they’d probably do anything they could to track the students if they managed to escape. A little over a dozen could probably be ignored. Add thirty-something reconstructed dead kids on top of that, however, and you’ve got a problem.

Ayako was genuinely worried for the safety of her family now. If she sought them out, would it attract trouble to them? But if she didn’t find them, would they keep wondering about her fate? And she seriously needed to get into the financial savings she left hidden in her room.

If there was going to be a reunion, it would need to be brief.

Going through her room one last time to collect what she needed to get on her feet back in the outside world, Ayako walked out, leaving the blanket on the floor, and closed the door behind her. It was at that moment that she noticed the door next to hers was cracked open slightly, unidentifiable and muffled voices coming from inside 2-B.

Hesitantly, she knocked on the door frame. She wanted to be able to say she met her suitemate, for Ayako had spent almost her entire time in Isolation, with a room that was (usually) all to herself. Besides, Chiemi had spent all this time helping the dead, and she at least deserved a greeting.

"…Shinozaki-san? It’s me, Itou. Um, I mean, artist Itou, not puppeteer Ito… Ayako."

Even from outside the room, the awkward tone of her voice was clear. Ayako had been on the very fringe of Emiko’s circle these past months; she still considered her a friend, and had slowly come to accept Yuu as well, but…

…the first trial and the final trial put her in a very strange relationship with anyone connected to Emiko. Most of Ayako’s secrets were no longer hidden at this point: People knew that she had panicked and attacked Emiko. People knew that she still associated with Yuuto.

She wondered how many people hated her for being so involved in the killings from the beginning to the end.

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Just at the idea of getting a house together, Chiemi chuckled. They were a little young to try that, but who knew. Maybe it could work out? These things were not a definite negative until you tried, after all. That was something that was often said, right?  And then Fuyuu pulled out a dress. A gorgeous dress with yellow. Chiemi could just imagine Fuyuu wearing and dancing in it. A gorgeous dress of Anastasia. Fuyuu NEEDED to have that dress. 

“You’d look just like her, you know? The girl who this dress was designed for, I mean. A character named Anastasia. She’s based off a real person, you know. But they never found her body. Anyway, she was part of a royal Russian family. And she had gorgeous red hair, just like you.”

Oh, she’d look absolutely stunning! As they looked into her room, Chiemi found some clothes. Specifically a plain pink tank top and red shorts. It was sort of sporty, but Chiemi fancied a change. So she put on the outfit and felt…oddly refreshed to be out of the dress that was soaked in her ex girlfriend’s clothes. Maybe she’d never even wear it again.  …It reminded her of too many negative memories. She dressed out of it and quickly tossed it to the ground with a sort of disgusted face. She didn’t need to tell Fuyuu what happened that day: She was probably there, wasn’t she? When she was soaked, head to toe. This was that same dress she wore then. She felt such disgust towards it. So much disdain towards a simple piece of clothing.  After Chiemi changed, she heard two things: The loud thump of things being tossed in the room opposite her, and then a knock on the door. Of course, words followed next and the person who was supposed to be her roommate addressed her.  So Chiemi slowly walked up to the girl. It was obvious how hesitant she had been towards Ayako as well. Not only did that freak accident happen, where Emiko killed Ayako. There was also the fact that Chiemi saw Ayako and Yuuto holding hands. Yuuto Ikeda, who she could never forgive.  For a time, Chiemi disliked Ayako as well. Shouldn’t she be angry and blame her for what happened? Shouldn’t it be her fault? But then, Chiemi supposed that it could very well have been her in Ayako’s place. Because Chiemi had been paranoid. Because Chiemi had threatened Kikuyo Shirabe with a high heeled shoe on the first day out of fear and wrote most people off as an ‘enemy’ just because they didn’t ‘try’ to treat her well.  …Honestly, if Ayako hadn’t done what she did that night, Chiemi would be in her place. And she realized this more and more now. But really, did any of that matter anymore? They were all alive. They all had a chance to start over. They didn’t have to deal with this game of mutual killing anymore. Sure, damage was done: Hearts would be slow to mend, hers included, but things worked out. Chiemi did something useful for once, by helping them bring everyone back. They could all get on with their lives, thank goodness!

“ I know who you are, Itou-san. Why don’t you come in and chat maybe? I uhh….that is, if you’d like.”

There was a bit of a shy smile attempted in Ayako’s direction as she offered a hand to shake. Was that odd? Probably, but it was fine. Despite how she felt in the past, it was silly to be upset at a stranger. It was probably silly to be mad at Yuuto as well, but that…would take much longer. Oops. 

“I…actually wanted to meet you for a long time, Itou-san. That probably sounds weird, but Mitsu-chan would talk about you sometimes and well, she meant-means a lot to me.”

It was weird referring to Mitsu in the present tense now. All this time, she didn’t think this whole cloning thing would work. All this time, she thought it was going to be a big failed experiment. Why wouldn’t it be? This place had been literal hell for 3 months. And she could only guess what Ayako put up with.  Realizing she hadn’t introduced Fuyuu, Chiemi’s cheeks flushed red before doing so. 

“Oh and um, I don’t know if you know Fuyuu? I imagine you might, but there’s a bunch of students here and all, you know? Even I can’t keep track of them all.” She shrugged before adding more. Chiemi was talking quite a bit, wasn’t she? But then, she was nervous. She DID completely fuck up poor Ayako’s trial, after all. Regardless of circumstances and ‘who did whats’, Ayako still deserved better. The trial was just….disrespectful.   "I was actually telling Fuyuu that she could have whatever she’d like in my room. I can extend the offer to you, if you want. I have some really cute hair clips that would look adorable in your hair. Want to give a few a try?"

She gestured to her dresser and gave Ayako a curious look. There were many different ribbon hairclips, barettes, even kiddie disney hairclips. Some were elegant while others were over the top. Some were extremely tacky and some looked simple. There were many different shapes, sizes and colors to all of them and Chiemi just couldn’t take them all. Since they were leaving, there was no point in putting these to waste!

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Fuyuuko couldn't help but to beam at the compliment Chiemi gave her. She...never knew of this Anastasia girl, but it sounded like she was a real beauty. Maybe she'd look her up a bit more after they get out of this silly place? That would be great.

She held the dress close to her body, simply excited at the thought of wearing it one day. It was all going to go well, right? Maybe she can take up cooking? Maybe get a job at a restaurant to get money? Or maybe she can call her mom and...ask for her some money help. Who knows, maybe after how long she has been in this place, her mom will be caring enough to help her financially.

It was a stretch though.

...Chiemi was changing out of that dress. Which was good, because wasn't she drenched in--? Yeah. That was pretty gross. No one she wanted to change. Fuyuuko may have peeked a bit...but ONLY a bit. Just one second and then she was flustered. What a dork.

The noise coming from the room beside them did however spook her a bit. Well...more like made her jump and squeak before she realized that someone was here. The ocean girl. Ah!

She...helped her once. Ayako was it? Yes. That was definitely a dark time. Ayako was with the forest green guy, the Mastermind, which Fuyuuko didn't really mind. She would do the same if she was in the same position. No judging here! Fuyuuko simply stepped away, letting Chiemi and her talk. It has been a while since Ayako and Fuyuuko talked, and that was talking, not counting Fuyuuko fainting and having the ocean girl save her. Nice!

"Hi Ayako...Ah yeah, we've kinda met already I guess. It's nice to see you again though. I hope you are fairing well."

Fuyuuko waved at her with a smile, trying her best to seem welcoming. She didn't want her to feel out of place or anything! That would be the absolute worst. 

"You are looking well though! Ahh..."

Nope, she simply held onto the dress, trying to make herself shrink or something. She wasn't good at this stuff at all.

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Fun fact I accidentally wrote Funyuuns instead of Fuyuuko like three times when writing Aome's opinion. You're welcome.

i cant believe this:

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opinion eyy

"Fuyuuko Honpo: 6.5/10"

(I thought this was the sprite of her looking off to the side don’t judge me.) 

Fuyuuko was the first person Aome interacted with in Tartarus, back when it was called Elysium I think? And their initial conversation was casual. They talked a bit about their talents, while Aome had to explain why the fuck she was barefoot sticking her feet in a river. 

They hit it off pretty great! So when did Fuyuuko start becoming so self-centered? Like the way she said “I’m superior to everyone else” and Aome was just like wtf go back to ur little running up steep ass hills in the forest what. 

And then it turns out that she also killed Elijah. That trial, she also accused Momoko of being the killer because of some paint splatter looking like blood. Aome had shitty reasoning during these trials. 

But once it turned out she killed Elijah…Aome couldn’t bring herself to hate Fuyuuko. Like yeah my first friend here killed someone…Why don’t I hate her. And then Fuyuuko was being all depressing and stuff so…Aome tried to calm her down and keep her memories of Fuyuuko positive. 

And she does. She considers Fuyuuko a friend, even if they only talked once. However…She’s still not over the fact that she killed the poet, and is even a little angry? 

Also Fuyuu stole Chiemi from Aome OOC but HA now Aome has Mitsu take that Fuyuuko Honpo.

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Who Needs Swag When You Have Gangnam Style?

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Me.

for me, gangnam style simply isnt enough. sure, the hypnotizing allure of a man in a suit, slowing galloping towards you, arms crisscrossed is a sight to be held with complete awe, but for the picture to be truly complete, i need the assistance of the one aesthetic no true Gangnamer can live without. swag. without swag, a gangnam style is nothing. it has no rhythm. there is no point in gangnam style if there is not swag to compliment its overwhelming class and suaveness. Without swag i am nothing. without gangnam style, i. am. nothing. i have not lived out two entire years of my life to be brought down by some nobody who knows not a single shred of what i do. do not test me. i am so empty. my wrath will consume you and you will submit.

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lee , b proud of me bc i got my first henna tattoo

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STAR!!!!

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"Keep your head up!"

fuyuuko really likes koyomi. like a lot. hes cool. yeah man. she never really did talk to him but she would like to? that nickname he gave her was cool too. he was also really energetic and positive ish? so thats another cool thing!

also sorry for hugging u koyom, girls are gross

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Endgame // Fuyuuko // Breathing (Re: Chiemi)

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Chiemi listened as Fuyuu spoke to her. Everything was better here, somehow. She didn’t think she would see the girl alive, but here she was. They had so much to continue to learn about each other and Chiemi was grateful. For once in her life, she got to keep those she cared about. They got a second chance.  Chiemi didn’t care about what Fuyuu, Yuu, Emiko, Chie or any of her friends did to earn them in a place that was so horrible. She could hold them. She could be held and feel the warmth, REAL WARMTH, of their hands touching her. Rune didn’t have to be sad anymore and Kosuke was united with someone he cared for too.  Sure, she’d likely still have nightmares. She had nightmares during the three months of trying to revive all of them. She would tell Fuyuu about them sometimes, but now, she’d have someone to help them go away. There was Rune, but they were both so unsure if this would work. They clung to a hope that it would, as it was all they both had left. 

“I don’t think I’d mind that. Then my room would smell nice, right? In fact, if I still have a room, an apartment…well, maybe you can visit sometimes. I don’t even know if it exists anymore. Outside of this place, I mean.”

She’d told Fuyuu many things in those 3 months. About how her parents were dead and she was living in an apartment in Japan during the school year. How her troupe would have her work, mainly in America when they traveled. Were they even around anymore? Although her manager treated her like trash sometimes, Chiemi still wondered and worried about the troupe.  Although she was happy, at the same time, this new world scared, even confused her. But perhaps there would be things left untouched and undamaged. At least she was with Chiemi. She looked so pretty by her side. Of course, Chiemi thought she always had, but even so. Their hair was the same length now, wasn’t it? It was kind of neat, really. 

“We can check your room after too, if you’d like. I really don’t mind! And no: No dark dungeon. Let’s just say that…coping with certain things like everyone I cared for dying made me do some strange things. I um….put these clothes on dakimuras for example. So I could pretend I was with my friends. It was strange, I know.”

She chuckled nervously as she led the way to Mitsu’s room. The walk didn’t take too long as Chiemi spoke of Yuu, Mitsu, Emiko and Takumi some more. Inside, yes….the Dakimuras of Kozure and Momoko had Takumi and Mitsu’s clothing on them. As they entered, Chiemi opened the door, only to take the clothes off the dakimurs immediately before flipping them on the opposite side. When she was finished, Chiemi began to fold the clothes and put them in Mitsu’s closet. A pair of Takumi’s clothes too? Eh, no big deal. She turned to Fuyuu then, scratching her head before shrugging.

“Yeah these…were definitely difficult times. Oh, and I guess we’ll stop by my room next, ok? You can take whatever you’d like in there, by the way. I don’t mind. In fact…I guess it’d be kind of nice for you to have something of mine.”

Smiling, Chiemi kept the doors for both Takumi and Mitsu’s room wide open. She left notes for Mitsu and Takumi, along with the keycards on their desks. She looked her in the eyes again before leading the way. As they walked, a part of her hoped to walk into Ayako. She…really wanted to talk to her as well. Though this too was something Chiemi thought was just precious. Walking with someone she cared about…this was a precious moment she was thankful for Takeshi for helping make possible. 

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Outside of this place. How did it look like? Were people still okay? Maybe her dad was still around here, probably with some other family. Not that she minded that, she never really knew him much nor really cared. The divorce wasn't for her to judge. Her dad didn't seem like a family type of guy anyways. 

Of course, if she ever saw him again it would be a miracle, she guessed. Not that she asked for it! Enough of this, she was already with someone she cared for, she didn't need to be thinking about possibilities that seem very small!

"Well, if it doesn't exist anymore then we can find a house just for us! Hmm, I'd also like to know if my house is still up...but I highly doubt it. It's kind of super flammable and old so who knows!"

Poor house. It was filled with junk that she didn't need anyways. She can throw it away if it was still up though...

"I think it's be best if I didn't see my room. After all, it was the last place I was before my trial so...I just want to let it rest, ahhh... But, clothing on dakimuras?"

Chiemi was pretty distraught in those times, it made Fuyuuko sad to think that. Sometimes she wished that she was alive at that time, but that was all in the past, right? It's fine now! They can get over this together! The way Fuyuuko coped with her death was...sleeping a lot, so she couldn't really say that she fully understood how it felt. 

Once they got inside, she began to actually witness with her eyes what happened. It was...a wonder. She made sure that she didn't seem too nosy, but she was still very curious about the place. Fuyuuko never really visited rooms, except for in her death when she went with Lee and...then there was Usoko's room. God, it's been a while.

"Ah? Take anything? Hm...."

Following Chiemi inside, she began to look around a bit. Welcome to the girlfriend's room. If she could, she would just keepsake every single thing in here, but where would she put it? So many choices...too many choices...She made her way to the closet, seeing the massive collection of dresses. Ah. Yes. This was it. She was going to take a dress and Chiemi couldn't stop her! (Well, she can, but it sounds more cool the way she said it.)

There was...a yellow dress that really stood out to her. Yellow and a blue bow on the waist. Yes. Yes! This was it...this was going to be her keepsake and she will always protect it...

"How about this? You think this is okay?"

Taking it out carefully, she showed it to Chiemi with curiosity. Okay, so she didn't know where it was from, but it's pretty! Super pretty!

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galindathepopular asked you:

You should draw Anastasia’s Once Upon a December dress! I think it would be really pretty in your style.

I tried!

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STAR LOL

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"At least put me out of my misery!"

muffled noises

TL;DR: its not even long but ume is a nerd bby with another nerd bby as her husband such dorks

fuyuu didnt give a damn about ume at first. yeah. thats a thing. ignored her and stuff hhah…

then theres her trial and like oh man. she barely tried to defend herself just because??? wow nope . and then there ume almost killing which fuyuu really really wanted to happen but nope theres alphonse so haha her chances to escape this place without an execution is gone !

after that, fuyuu just mostly avoided ume except for that time they fought during a trial and fuyuu danced and fainted so hhah.

after all of this, fuyuu just really wants to get over everything in the past and just wishes that someday ume will forgive her? (haha nope) she still keeps her distance and stuff but sometimes attempts to have a small conversation with her (which i dont think would end well) so yeah!

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imagine a star here and fuyuu whining

oh fuyuu..

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