Characters:Korekiyo & his sister. Warnings: Graphic descriptions of illness/dying. No spoilers for DRV3 beyond Korekiyo’s freetime. Crossposted: To AO3 Author comment: Phew!!! This really took a lot out of me, haha. I’m really, really proud of this, though! There’s a lot of folklore: I tried to use good sources wherever possible, however, I’m no professional so please take it all with a grain of salt (ha.)
Also, a massive, massive shout out to @kumaspagheddi . Without you, I don’t think I would ever have given myself so deep into our shared hell. I was thinking of you and our discussions a lot while writing, so I hope you don’t mind if I dedicate this piece to you. Thank you for everything.
“In the Anmatyerre tribe of central Australia, the women and children are taught to fear a great spirit called Twanyirika,” she begins. She’s speaking so softly, the cover of her futon pulled up to her chin. “Now, Korekiyo, what does central Australia look like?”
She always begins stories like this. She needs to know the geography, paint the landscape. Peel back the walls of this room and let in the hot dust and red-whipped sand. “It’s a desert. Flat but peaks that jut out of the land like boils. Green shrubbery, snakes and kangaroos. Frequently subjected to bushfires, violently red as the earth it chars. ”
“A harsh landscape, wouldn’t you say?” She smiles. “Can you imagine? We’d melt in the heat.” She glanced down, humming a laugh. He could tell she still wanted to see it, a melted puddle or otherwise.
when you have a dope ass personality as well as visual design thats completely annihilated when your writers fall back on tired and inappropriate tropes for the sake of shock value and referencing/maintaining a stale formula from their own recent works
This is Kaito’s former school symbol. Pretty harmless, right. Just a bee. However….
“According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don’t care what humans think is impossible.“
And what are Kaito’s powerful lines, both in the game and before?
“The impossible is possible! All you gotta do is make it so!“
and
“Once I’ve got fame and fortune, I don’t gotta worry about what’s impossible.”
Now, I’m not saying that Kaito’s character was built on or inspired by the Bee Movie but….it makes you think.
He hates air conditioning because that too-dry artificial air reminds him of hospitals.
Although his sister introduced him to anthropology via that book about how Princess Kaguya was a recurring character in the mythologies of the world, his obsession grew the sicker she became. When she was too tired for talking, he would tell her all the stories of the world. Places she’d never go to, people she’d never get to see, experiences she’d never have. Anywhere far away from that hospital bed.
This is a bit more of a loose headcanon, but I think his sister was dying of respiratory failure. Given we see that she has hair as long as his, I don’t feel like she was on chemo (barring wigs) - but moreover, I feel Korekiyo has a lot of choking themes associated with him. Ropes, stabbing people in the back of the neck, the fact that he couldn’t breathe when he had his near death experience. It just kinda works for me.
For as much as he seems to practically worship death, he also has an incredible deep love for life. If anything, his obsession with death is directly because he loves life. He just doesn’t want life to stop. It goes on and on and on forever after. It just really struck me when he took that cookie in his free time, as funny as that sounds. Like he was legitimately excited over a cookie and proceeded to describe it like it was manna. Can you imagine the guilt he must have had after his sister’s passing? I think that manifests in his attempts to appreciate every aspect of life, every story beat - no matter how ugly, in humanity. He’s constantly reminded of how finite life is and how precious it is that he can experience it when she can’t.
Which…. is obviously something he never got over. I think it’s incredibly obvious how desperately he wants to believe his sister’s soul is inside of him. So why would he think that he was sending friends to her in the afterlife if she was actually here, on earth, inside of him? If we ignore ‘bad writing’ as a response (as… tempting as that is), we expose just how… sad and desperate and in denial he really is. He fundamentally knows on some level that she’s a tulpa, a figment of his own making - but he holds onto that because for as much as he pretends to accept and look forwards to death, it terrifies him more than anything else.
It’s interesting that he rationalises that ‘luck’ isn’t really an external force that people can draw from, but it can be made real through psychological effects. It’s interesting that in every instance he seems perfectly logical, rational and thoughtful - relativistic and context sensitive…. and yet he can’t do the same when it comes to the soul/the afterlife. It’s obvious why, but again I just find that inconsistency born out of obvious desperation incredibly sad.
God, just imagine him having his near death experience and seeing her again. Just honestly imagine the emotion in that scene. All that guilt and angst and grief just washed away in the tide of a moment - all that suffering was forsomething, and they’ll meet again.
But… I’m sure he’s aware that this is something he wants more than is necessarily real, and I’m sure he’s experienced hallucinations that have felt real before. But then just, ugh, think about him researching near death experiences. All those thousands of accounts, across cultures, telling the same story over and over - a sense of euphoria, family members saying its not their time yet, a bright light. He can’t just take it as a subject of anthropological interest. He can’t separate himself from it. It has to be real.
It has to be.
And if her soul is touchable in a NDE, then why not in a seance.
He’s just… ugh,,,, I really wish he wasn’t a serial killer because he’s… so interesting and otherwise sympathetic. the serial killer thing just makes all of this so black and white and removes any gray mortality when you’re thinking about him, you know? even if he’d just seesawd 1 friend 4 sister because he was feeling lonely and isolated and fucked up by the game and it was a bit of participation observation mixed with suicide then…. i mean. I could take that. but… like…. 99 people? aghdhfhfh.
why wouldn’t he take the first blood perk ?? ? ? ?? ? if he was planning to kill when he got out again anyway … then …. ?? ? ? why ???
⚙️”My course is clear! I must destroy this academy and end this killing game!“ . . I had such a fun time hanging out with @roboticreborn (ig) He is such an amazing Kiibo and honestly might just be K1-B0 for real. Ever heard him talk about Robot Rights? Astounding. . . -@dtjaaaam
lol who would’ve guessed this would be how I got back into making an animatic after so long? I had a lot of fun with it though, definitely nice to see growth from my older ones too. Enjoy!
Sooo, here’s what I’m working with. Sorry for the bad quality, this is from around 2018 I think and I guess the me at the time didn’t think they’d finish this ever so they only saved screenshots of their own work to show friends in discord but not the actual files >_> ….
Anyway, I might finish this at some point, depending on how much free time I get… if you like my art and would like to support me, consider commissioning me!
As promised, here’s the fixed version separately! I’ll post some new oumota content in the near future, including some spicy stuff that’s hopefully not too spicy for tumblr since I got into trouble for posting a shirtless Kokichi under the press that one time….. :l
Found this in my drafts while doing some folder cleaning. I originally did this piece for the danganronpa ask blog me and Cass made together.
Took a bit of a break because of the pandemic and personal stuff but I’ve almost got the beastars pmv map part finished and some more art planned for the near future.
Looked through some art I’ve posted of these two and realized that with this piece I had colored the school jackets way too dark so I recolored them, here’s both in the same post for comparison, I’ll post the fixed one separately as well but yikes :’D You can hardly tell where the bodies separate in the original one I did…
[ID: Rantaro from DRV3, smiling brightly. In the background are three people: a short chubby white person with blue hair and stubble wearing a flannel and pointing at Rantaro with a big smile. He’s saying “I Like Him!” There’s also a tall mixed japanese girl with long hair looking awkwardly down and to a short filipino person. They have bright purple hair and are grinning mischievously. An arrow pointing to the white person designates him as clueless. End ID.]
Neither of them warned me. Neither of them tried to stop me. And Worst of All, Neither of them made me spend more of my free time events with Rantaro!!!!
(NO SPOILERS IN THE TAGS! We haven’t started the class trial yet!)
I… I have… and you can probably tell I really like it…
Even if you aren’t a big fan of romantic Oumota I would recommend this fic. I will say there’s some scenes that are NOT for the faint of heart, but the fic makes up for those scenes with a lot of humor and some top tier banter!
The fic is still updating and it’s been a wild ride so far.
