#zetsubookashi

[dicetrick]

“someone gave me literal coal..?”

― @zetsubo-okashi

“It was toootally not me,” snickering, Ouma pokes his head out from behind god knows where, a knowing smirk on his lips. “Hey, cheer up! Coal isn't the worst thing for a Christmas or a birthday present y'know? It could be high quality coal! You could sell it for maaaybee… fifty cents? Yeah. Maybe sixty if we're feeling spicy!”

“Or maybe you could use it in one of your sweets! I hear activated charcoal is all the rage―coal is close enough, isn't it?” Tilting his head innocently, he inquires. What he was ommitting from the conversation was that the black lump of ‘coal’ he had gifted Enoshima out of the kindness of his heart was neither coal, nor charcoal, but a lump of black crayon. It wasn't a big issue, surely!

🎄 welcome to the holiday season! ( still accepting )

[fogclearer]

@zetsubo-okashi​ asked: Do you think you do your muse justice?

Portrayal Meme for the Muns

in all honesty? yeah, I do. I know I say it a lot, but I’ve been writing and developing Kyouko off and on since 2013 — and five years of that ( 2013 - 2017 ) has been more on than off. 

Kyouko was the character I learned to stop seeking other people’s approval for my portrayal and instead focus on making myself happy with, and that’s something that’s always stuck with me — especially when writing her. I’m not looking for anyones approval but my own, and I’m incredibly happy with the way I write her. 

writing her feels like coming home in a way I can’t quite express. it only takes a moment for me to be able to jump back into her head, and it’s like she never left. she’s a mess of contradictions and inner turmoil but I truly wouldn’t have her any other way. I love writing her, I love getting into her head and finding her thought process. and I’m good at it! I know I am. I love the way I write Kyouko.

[hdmcstr]

‘You look like a knock off of Winnie the Pooh!!!’ [and she LOVES it!]

               ❝ To think that THE Lady Enoshima designed me                   after a precious character simply to ruin the                   childhoods of so many individuals. I am so honored                   and filled with despair. ❞

[prcfugus]

[ ☎ ] my muse calls yours in tears. via zetsubo-okashi

send a symbol.

@zetsubo-okashi

     IT WAS EARLY morning when she got the call, brows furrowing slightly as she read the name on her phone as it rang, buzzing against her dresser as she pulled herself out of sleep enough to grab it and hit the green button, bringing the phone to her ear before she rolled onto her back once again, eyes closing again as she made herself known with a low groan something akin to speech.

     IT would hardly take even a moment to realize that the other was crying - the revelation causing blonde brows to furrow slightly as concern began to set into her tired mind.

“ The fuck’s goin’ on? Are you okay, man? ”