All Eyes on Me!

[paradiseyuri]

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[letmemusings]

          All right.           I think my life is over.

[tragic-juliet-archived]

[ ???? ]

“Crepes? The best place I have found is down this way, shall we go get some together?”

Not one. Not two. Some.

🎭 - “Mais certainement! What a wonderful idea!” She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a proper meal like that - something other than ready-made merde de chien they served in the cafeteria here....( Ah, if there’s was anything she missed dearly, it was her nanny’s cooking! ). 

“I’ll follow your lead,  gorgeous.....” 

[tkkatherineblog]

Zass - Michelin Restaurant  IG @alessa_ks

[elifyalim]

[tragic-juliet-archived]

[ Korin ]

Well, this wasn’t fair at all. Granted, her words hadn’t been a joke, in sense that it was only a joke if Kizana had reacted poorly to it, but now she’d been put on the spot about it. Never mind that Kizana still had a boyfriend to consider. Did she mean the dating or the poems then? Or - here her breath caught in her throat - had she meant both?

She gave her own ponytail a tug and twirled it around her hand. “If… if it makes you happy, I can send definitely send you nightly poems.” And that was safe, an easy option to back out of if necessary. After all, she knew Kizana, and getting nightly poems from another girl would certainly earn some questions. 

Later, once the moment had passed, Kizana would be back to talking about her boyfriend, and Korin would have sit through it all. She might even retract her statement, and tell Korin not to bother with the poems. After all, wouldn’t it be that much better if her boyfriend is the one sending her the poems? Even if she did complain about him all the time, that had been the point of the whole suggestion in the first place.

Maybe Kizana’s not referring to her at all when she said she’d enjoy receiving the poems.

🎭 - What are you doing? You’re going to ruin everything! Everything is perfect-!  Why would you...?

It was almost like she could her rational thoughts think on a different level than her emotional ones. Compulsion overtaking the sane things she was meant to say; the mask of the princess of Akademi high crumbling before her stagehand. Bottled up feelings rising to the surface, like boiling water spilling onto a stove.

“You know that’s not what I mean-!” She replied to her in a sob she didn’t realize she was holding back, hands reaching up to her face to bury it in an act of shame. There was no sense in trying to hold a composure she’d lost long ago, the truth of the matter plain as day in front of her; now more than ever. She only caught a brief glimpse of her hands as she went to grip the sides of her sleeves; not wanting to imagine the state her face was in with the amount of mascara she saw on her hands. The pillar of pride had fallen into a shaking mess, no longer resembling the person she was supposed to be.

“Oh Korin, I...” she attempted to breathe in a lungful of air, knowing her previous accusation had been unfair. No, of course, Korin couldn’t know that. No one ever could when the only role she refused to play was herself. “Of course....of course it’d make me happy....I know hearing you read them would make feel happy in ways I know I shouldn’t....but why does it have to be wrong?”

She asked questions she knew no one could ever answer, hand clutched over her aching chest. 

“I’m not sure what would become of me if my father were to hear I know no man would ever be suitable for my tastes....I know he’d think of me an animal...” She shook her head, trying and failing to swallow the next set of tears before they came. “But if I dream of your voice lulling me to sleep...how can that be so primal? Oh, forgive me and my wretched ways....I’m saying far too much...” 

[tragic-juliet-archived]

"Yes, I am Ayano's new guardian now. Is something the matter?"

@championselect ll Unprompted

🎭 - “Hm. So that’s how it is then.” She let out a barely audible sigh, not wanting to give off the impression that she’d miss the little brat or anything…maybe the attention to detail on her prop replication, however….

But this was for the better. She had no illusion to it. 

“Ah, it’s just a trivial matter…she can keep the book I lent her last week, it makes no difference.” 

[jordiepordiiie]

I love this, if any of ya’ll are Yandere Simulator fans such as I, then you may be interested in this photo.

So, when Yandere Dev released the rival introduction video, a lot of people were hating on Kizana Sunobu. Either because she was replacing Kokona or the fanbase just generally didn’t like her. Now, the very talented artist who drew the rival girls shown in the rival introduction video drew a response picture as you can see above which makes her look like she is almost lamenting these turn of events.

We can tell through the rival introduction video that she has a very confident and egotistical personality. This is also shown through the way she dresses, talks, positions herself, etc… But this image shows us, the Yandere Simulator community, a different side of her. A side of a more vulnerable and fragile Kizana. The Kizana that she hides underneath her massive ego and bubbly personality is a completely different girl, and I personally love this, not only because it sheds some light on Kizana’s backstory, but her softer side.

[apotropaic-child]

no translation today, sorry

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST IN ANY VK GROUP

[tragic-juliet-archived]

@frcgilepillar​ ll SC

🎭 - “Cease! Put that sword down at once!” She was ready to pick up one of the other prop swords in the closet to defend her property, hand put in front of the door to prevent an escape from a crafty thief. To have her Lab invaded in such a way...she couldn’t believe it!

“I will not let any of Benkei’s thousand swords be apart from my collection !”

...Not that she had a thousand prop swords in this closet, but certainly a dozen or so she didn’t want to be taken. 

[tragic-juliet-archived]

@cestmoilastar​ ll SC ( For Karen !) 

🎭 - “What are you doing?!” Kizana’s voice became much shriller than she’d ever managed to get it turn on stage; horrified at the sight before her.

“You-! That’s my lunch-! You villainous thief! It was...it was handcrafted!” 

If it was a labor of her own efforts, she’d blame her own stupidity for leaving it out in the open...but to think Korin’s hard work had gone to waste...!

[tragic-juliet-archived]

( The most frustrating thing about Kizana is that she has the full capacity to be an empathetic and gentle person but she chooses time and time again to act the part of the spoiled princess to keep people at arms length )

[tragic-juliet-archived]

She hoards attention to validate herself and her efforts, caught between the two faces a prideful artist and a girl who’d much rather crawl into the skin of someone else than face who and what she really is. The drama club remains to be her ultimate form of escape and control over her life - built without her parent's knowledge from the ground up.

Added this little tidbit to Kizana’s bio, so you don’t have to go looking for it! 

[tragic-juliet-archived]

[ Korin ] 

“You say that like you didn’t lean against me first.” And like Kizana has made some effort to move into another position instead of putting her hand on top of Korin’s. Is shifting her own hand so that Kizana’s fingers entwine with hers too much for right now?

If she wants to be embarrassing, she’d have kissed Kizana’s cheek or run her fingers through her hair or any number of more embarrassing things than this.

“Would it help if I read your book out loud to you? I’ve been told I have a nice reading voice.”

🎭 - A small sigh exhaled through the actress’s nose, but she makes no other indication that she heard Korin’s words. There’s no point in stating the obvious, she’d say, but she was still far too embarrassed to admit anything about the current situation - keeping reality at arm’s length by staying silent. 

Best not to think about what it means, nor how soothing the rising and falling of her partner’s chest is to feel. 

“I...” she almost protested about how childish that sounded, how she didn’t need another pair of eyes when hers worked fine. But...heavens, that’s a temptation she really can’t refuse.

“Why yes, I’d enjoy that.” She replied, handing over her book.

[tragic-juliet-archived]

[ Amaya ]

It takes him a moment for him to realize she’s actually addressing him; dull grey eyes blinking slowly after he remembered that–clutching his bag closer to him as if it were a shield between the two, though there really was nothing to fear from Kizana Sunobo..at least physically.

She probably deals in rumors anyways; but…

“I–” He looks away; “I got caught up in some family stuff..I’m..really only here to pick up my homework..”

🎭 - Of course, she’d already had more than enough rumors as ammunition before he even fully transferred - but such things as a criminal history were background noise at akademi high when there were delinquents at doors. ( Why did someone like her deserve to be in a dump like this to begin with? Only because the thought of going to a private school had been all that much worse... oh, she’d never be able to pursue the arts under that much surveillance..)

The reaction she received, however, was a slow one - met with an unusual air of defensiveness. Like sir Arthur grasping at his shield at the first vision of the Lady of Lake....

She opens her mouth for a moment to ask a question (- are you okay? ) before promptly stopping herself in time. 

“I see. I - I mean, other people were starting to speculate strange things...from what I heard. Aishi-chan was...” she stopped herself once more, realizing she’d been giving far too much away if she let it be known she’d noticed the increased absences of that girl as well. ( How she did pity her - there was no end of rumors floating around about what she’d perceived as a loner that would have seen better company in the freakish occult club).

“Ah, never mind that. You mentioned homework? If you’re planning on collecting it, I must inform you you’re going the opposite way. If you’ve already forgotten the layout of this school in those weeks...well, I suppose I could spare the time to assist you...”

[tragic-juliet-archived]

“Here, let me fix it.” Korin reached out to straighten the collar of Kizana’s costume, and arrange the fall of her hair about her shoulders.

God don’t ask me where this came from I don’t remember ll @oflittlebellsandyuzus​

🎭 - In a way, it felt a cruel irony to be playing the part of Mina Murray this night - a schoolmistress, and fiance of Johnathan Harker. The very embodiment of purity, faith…and the traditional christian virtues she’d been raised to uphold by her western influenced parents. Her practical clothing clearly didn’t fit Kizana’s usually extravagant fashion style…but she knew it was necessary. Mina, after all, would not distract herself with expensive clothing when there was Dracula’s castle to find. Her intelligence and resourcefulness should be the centerpiece of attention, not her clothes. 

Though, as she feels Korin’s hands adjust her collar, gently move aside her hair…it becomes so hard for her to understand how loving such a beautiful thing as another woman could be considered sinful. Maybe it was just taking up the persona for the part, but she swore she could feel Mina’s purity and dedication shine through her heart still….

“Thank you, my knight.” she responds, catching Korin’s hand before it could settle back down to her side. “Cheer for me, will you? I’ll be listening for your voice.”

[tragic-juliet-archived]

@starcrificial​ ll SC 

🎭 - “No, it’s not good enough! Again!” The shout isn’t aimed towards the other stage girl she’s currently in practice with, but rather at herself - fists clenched as she dared not to stamp her foot on this pristine, polished floors. Though she’d previously considered herself a connoisseur of the arts for years - her weaknesses were becoming obvious here at Seisho. 

 She’d certainly always respected dance as an art form, but truly practicing it took a partner...one she’d never had the luxury of having when she’d been forced to keep her love of arts confined to the dirty, unappreciated walls of akademi high. She didn’t want to think about how Hikari had gotten this scene so perfectly in less than half attempts she had made...she couldn’t let that hold her back-! 

“I’m..fine! I just need to get these last few steps right...I will not be made a laughing stock in front of this school...nor taint the honor of my partner-!”