Everyone: Who Are You Dating? Yuu (MC) Looks Back At Overblots, Freshmen And Crowley: With Troubles.

Not long ago the game MISIDE came out and after playing it I couldn't help but imagine Kei as a crazy Mita (I also imagined the other characters as other Mita lolol) and in the end I drew this (*/_＼)

so embarrassing to have a favorite character honestly. like yes that's my specialest guy 🙄 yes i have 200 photos of him saved 😑 if i don't look at him or hear him talk every 2 minutes i'll start killing the hostages 😕 i think about him every day. because he's my favorite. whatever

If God were real he'd have divvied up my stupid dumb amongst the crowd instead of giving it all to me, but here I am

(tumblr doesn't let add videos to reblogs, apparently)

decided to post the full video from this story, in case the twitter post gets deleted.

the caption reads: "The most beautiful scene today"

you can see (and hear) people crying in the crowd. such an emotional moment. 🥹🥹

Happy first day of spring to all! (Long-awaited) warm days, lots of holidays and blooming flowers await us ahead, I hope everything will be fine (ノ*°▽°*) (in honor of the beginning of spring, I drew art with my sweet wife Eden(„ಡωಡ„))

(Eden belongs to @parasocialitevn)

【m19 [kei]】 Night Ravens - Piece of My World (Twisted Wonderland OP) 【rus】

Although the cover came out a couple of weeks ago, but damn it is awesome! Considering that there are only 5 covers by Twisted Wonderland in my native language, hearing the opening of the game performed by Kei is magical!!! ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆

Just trying to draw Idol(?) Eden (⌒_⌒;)

(Eden belongs to @parasocialitevn)

I found out about Eden a month ago, but I managed to try to draw her just now. Many thanks to Modsu for creating the future wife of a beautiful girl!

Captivity

(The text in English was written with the help of a translator, so I apologize for the errors, I tried to minimize them, but I still apologize. I was inspired by one of the recent answers to questions from @minevn (Kei belongs to them)) THE FANFIC MENTIONS TOPICS OF PSYCHOLOGICAL AND PHYSICAL VIOLENCE, SUICIDAL TOPICS (?), SELF-VIOLENCE "Honey, I'm going to cook dinner, is there anything you'd like-" Before Kei could finish speaking, he managed to notice how a chair flew towards in him, only to fight off the door protecting Kei. With absolute despair, pain and painfully red eyes from daily hysterics, the girl, not sparing her throat, continued to repeat endless screams "EITHER LET ME GO OR GET AWAY YOU BASTARD!!! PIECE OF SHIT!!! SUB-HUMAN TRASH!!! DIE FUCKING PSYCHO!!!…." With an unreadable face, he just sighed "…You should rest. Screaming like that is bad for your ligaments." Before receiving another round of endless insults from the angry girl, the guy locked the door to go to the kitchen. Normally he wouldn't pick her up in her room, but in her condition it was dangerous for both him and her to let her wander around the house in an uncontrollably upset state. At least a week had passed since Akiko began living with Kei, despite the guy’s hopes and all sorts of attempts to calm her down and force the girl to accept a new life, her condition was not getting better. Everyday attempts to kill, harm himself and him, attempts to escape did not stop. Her face was covered with sweat, tears and sebum, her eyes were swollen and painfully red, her hands, despite Kei's close supervision and care, were covered with bruises, scratches and cuts, especially in the veins. Silence and peace came only at that moment when she could not stand it and fell unconscious with only one prayer - not to wake up. There wasn't a day when she didn't want freedom, no matter how she received it, all of Kei care and love was a empty, incessant noise, the room carefully arranged to suit Akiko tastes and needs was no better than prison (perhaps even worse), the illusion of freedom and normality life was torn by daily attempts to kill Kei or escape, but what was the point? Going out into the street, my thoughts were confused and floating: “Where to go?”, “Where am I?”, “Will they believe me?”, “Are they looking for me?”. Despite the girl’s hysteria, years of studying human psychology are bearing fruit; now even the friendship with Haruto, Jun and Aki that has lasted throughout life was now in great doubt. Are they looking for her, do they remember her, did they even notice she was missing? A brief daily viewing of the news fueled her anxiety, not a single news about the girl’s disappearance. They…didn't look for her? Doesn't anyone care about her fate? No one at all? Even Yani?! A new wave of tears filled my eyes, my legs gave way and collapsed to the floor out of helplessness or despair. Maybe he's right? Could he really be the only person who thought about her all the time? Despite the pogrom, attempted murders, hysterics, screams, insults, he still took care of her, tried carefully, treated all her wounds, was kind, affectionate and amazingly patient. M-maybe it would be better to just accept his love and try to start a new life? In the end, she now had everything: a loving “partner”, a spacious home, no work with nasty colleagues, delicious food and everything that a person tired of everything could dream of. With eyes empty from fatigue, legs unsteady, Akiko walked up to the door and, staring at one invisible point, knocked, with heavy sobs, said… "K-Kei?" "Yes, love?" "Can I…Kutia?…please?"

*Kutia(Кутья) is a Slavic dish that is prepared for funerals

*At one point I tried to reference the Japanese criminal Kabu Terayuchi.