chanyuki medieval au thing. i just wanted to draw them as a princess and a knight.
idea i’m coming up with on the spot —> chan is a knight assigned to yuki but kinda hates her (gayyyy) because she knows her true nature and she can’t say anything about it because no one would believe her allegations against the princess and she would probably be executed for even suggesting such a thing. yuki is the homocidal princess. she knows chan can’t do anything about it. she thinks that’s fun
yuki digs the sword a little too into chan’s neck when knighting her. just to mess with her. i hate lesbians.
yuki dynamics are so so good, because even if she lets down her facade for 1 (one) second, she is still so stained with blood and incapable of relaxing her iron-grip. you can pair her with anybody: romantically, platonically, etc., and it is soooo terrifying to think that with just a single wrong blink, her entire personality will shift and leave you wondering just what the hell she is actually after. and yet you'll only be lucky if the answer is far from your name.
or: a post of rambley-nonsense, dissecting 5 yuki duo dynamics.
chanyuki -- the tension is insaaaanity. maybe they're about to kiss. maybe they're about to stab one another. or maybe they pivot completely and start acting like totally normal best friends. is it strategic? maybe chan thinks that if she acts all oblivious and cute with yuki, that she can forget just how genuinely smart the former-prisoner is. "stupid bitch," she's probably thinking as she attempts to fool her. but let's go another layer deeper and think that maybe they're both aware that the other is faking it. they're trying to see who genuinely lowers their guard first, but embarrassingly enough; there's some normalcy in having a cute gal-pal again that yuki just sorta misses. it's nice getting to ramble about her boyfriend to another girl. to share love in a way that feels acceptable and not ruthless and gross. too bad she won't ever fully fall for it though. "hope you enjoyed prison, 'cause it was the only place that really would'a kept you safe. we wasn't protecting ourselves from you, but rather you from me." just something sooo awful about chan being the one person to see through yuki's disguise. to be smart enough to catch her. and to then be victimized through it all! repeatedly, until she becomes just another tool like yuki. if it wasn't an attempt at being petty and mocking her with that mirrored fake-grin, then maybe an escape into being just another girlfriend to have on your shoulder. and maybe there's something about turning yourself into a weapon to beat another, equally-dangerous weapon. putting your life on the line to save others, because you're facing off with the one who only wants to end such invaluable things... who knows though? it's all dulled in the end, anyways. -- red herring/manipulator. corrupted/corruptor. prisoner/warden. justice/crime. weapon/weapon.
saleuki -- "i wonder if you're countin' love letters up there? the way you got me countin' deer to sleep." if yuki is a ticking time bomb, then salex is the fuse that everybody just seems to chase. both popular girls with a thirst for romance and perfect life, there's hardly any doubt that they genuinely did love one another. even if yuki had to strain some of her smiles, or scoff at the silly confessions that salex seemed to collect like coins; there was no room for hatred, or envy, or even admiration. only pity, and the kinda pity that tears you up from the inside, 'till you almost get sick on instinct whenever you catch a whiff of that flowery perfume. because emotions were never stabilized in a girl like yuki. she either felt nothing more than a slight buzz, or she was entirely consumed by passion like fire. for salex to be followed around by love-- the one thing that yuki could always rely on for a true high-- it nearly killed her, to know that someone so pure like salex could reflect what yuki relied on so heavily. almost like a mirror to show just how ugly her own form of it was, salex was the angel that everybody wanted and then eventually missed. but was she ever perfect? oh, 'course not-- yuki knew the truth when she caught her fluttering eyelashes to snag a store discount, or a morbid fascination with the macabre beneath their very school grounds. but still, she had seemed like it, and acted the part flawlessly. such a sorrowful performance that made yuki sick again. she wished that she could've blamed it on food poisoning, but nothin' was a heavier swallow than saying her final goodbye. "not perfect, but felt like it? salex, you never left anyone's side, even though i so tried." keep the red-tinted glasses on, so that even in death, she drowns in the romantic. even if yuki cannot share that same fortune. "nobody will know what we shared. i'll die as the "martyr," while you'll die as a liability." but does it matter, if you're both still sacrifices regardless? -- victim/murderer. deer/goat. prey/predator. angel/devil. rose-tinted-glasses/the vilainized.
joaki -- knowing what it's like to grow up in an image of success, i think yuki was severely intimidated by j and what strengths he could match. and even prior to his debt to the yakuza, there was the mutual-understanding that their plastic faces would not be exposed if they agreed to keep the peace. upon first meeting, maybe j noticed the look of apathy in yuki's eyes, or yuki distinctly felt that same strained smile on j's face. it's hard to play this role already, but to have it constantly hanging over your head? if they were not terrified of the other's connections or strengths, then maybe they could have even entertained a possible friendship. but what is friendship to either of these people, anyway? yuki can try to care, but it becomes either artificial or dangerous so quick; and j has never felt prioritized once in his life, becoming more reliant on materialism than anything else. in a way, j might even feel bitter that yuki is so capable of having the charm that he wants, even though she is so disingenuous. because even if they're both "popular," at least yuki is loved for her false self. and what does j have? only the things he attaches to instead. "you're a weapon. and you're crazy for still not wielding yourself."... but yuki only shrugs, "jealous i'm not alone?" despite all of their shared troubles, i doubt that they would still ever let each other become soft. they'll keep playing towards their matured superiors, trying to come across tough and suave. but it'll kill them soon enough, even if they do have a reputation of being invincible. -- second choice/codependency. seemingly untouchable/seemingly unstoppable. tool/weapon. entrepreneurship/family business.
yukiyuro -- scared out of his mind, yuro would be the kind of person that yuki can only scoff and roll her eyes at. she's got half-a-mind to ignore him completely, but he's always lurking in the back and scoffing in that same, pretentious way. it'd be funny, but really, only if she could get that ringing huff outta her mind. 'cause while yuro is looking down at all those around him, and fussing over his "chosen" independence, yuki's drowning in the role of socialite. living it, breathing it in, while he's left to drown in self-isolation like it's the only person he's got left. but how ironic is that? oh, don't ask her of all people. yuro probably knows, with those shitty romance novels all over his desk. "jealous? well, are ya? that i've got guys all over me, and you're sooo alone?" although only halfhearted, she sees how yuro flushes with red when she begins to laugh. and he's sniffling! as if she was actually trying to hurt him. oh seriously, to her it's almost charity work to even glance at him. while she's apathetic, regardless of how hard her tone is. and still, he's left sniveling like a rat, even though yuki knows damn well he's got claws too. "how much fight you have left, kid? give me those paws, and it'll be the only time you've ever held hands." only met with defiant silence though, yuki hardly gives it a second thought. leave him in the bush, and he'll still never come outta hiding. same year, same shtick; "and i'm still scarred for the first and only time you were ever curious about me." -- loneliness/codependency. nerd/popular. cat/goat. chosen prey/chosen predator. cowardice/entitlement.
yukiforce -- it was almost an honor to be so scorned, but starforce disappoints all the same. yuki finds him to be awfully dull, but not in the sense that she can ignore him-- though the thought is tempting, and everybody else seems to agree-- but in the sense that he's the constant thorn in her side, always there, and always lurking. "what are you doing in front of the graves? it's class time." if she is a portrait, drawn up with every trope that she knows people will trust, then starforce is the one to criticize all of the wrong parts. it's not that he's smart enough to see through her, but he is the classmate who's smart enough to just simply not care regardless. it's grating! beratings for her skipping class, glares for not doing her classwork... yuki's come to the horrible conclusion that he's just too caring, and she has none left to spare for him. "won't you lay off me for once? i'm just trying to have some fun!" but is it really that fun to be such a pest? yuki's annoyance is gladly shared, though not out of disdain, but rather concern. he knows that things are going haywire in the town lately, and he also vaguely knows that yuki is somewhat at the center of it. because wherever there's a stench of blood, she's particularly tense; and it's worrying starforce more than she could ever know. there is a significant gap between the two of them; neither would ever want to get intensely close, but there's the fact that they still cannot seem to be rid of each other no matter what. yuki just wants to progress, but starforce is the unknowing-- and worst of all, well-meaning -- hurdle that trips her up constantly. oh! if only starforce knew her true intentions, then he would know that he really is doing his job as "hero." but he'll never be that, will he? "too pathetic to really mean anything, but you're still always there, huh?" like he's forcing himself into the narrative... an unwanted character, trying so damn bad to be important... "you've got it wrong. no, unlike you, i'm not trying to "mean anything..." I'm just... trying to do what's right." yuki is unaware of her own projection. and she is shaken to find that his intentions are pure; an almost familiar calamity that she just cannot seem to fathom. "just let me help you. please?" and the way that he wipes her blood is still sickening, so unaware that the stains are far from her own. -- protector/aggressor. naiveté/manipulator. dog/goat. civilian/villain. selfless/selfish. morally good/morally grey.
Every-time you glance my way, I’m paralyzed with something akin to fear. You see me for what I am, and yet leave me with my destruction. You will give me more mercy than I deserve. This is a selfish act that I am thankful for. Forgive me.
