#hes leaving behind his old skin (flower. sword. stationary.) morphing into (he hopes) a fuller human (alive and accepting of love. leaving

[ikusayu-no-hana]

to become a butterfly, a caterpillar first digests itself.

#'some caterpillars walk around with tiny rudimentary wings tucked into their bodies though you would never know it by looking at them' #has been rattljng around my head for months an d months #the parallels of it all. kasens kiwame journey is essentially him dissolving himself immersing himself in his past grasping and refining an #d constructing himself so he can finally Be a sword worthy of the arts. #so he can finally scratch that itch . finally bring out his true colours. reconcile his origin with the self he wants to be #dont you have to dismantle yourself first to figure out which part goes where? hes had a misplaced sense of identity all along #and going from a flower (a thing to be admired and pampered. an object) to a butterfly (moving with his own autonomy. subject of his own #desires) #is the ultimate climax to his growing needs #hes leaving behind his old skin (flower. sword. stationary.) morphing into (he hopes) a fuller human (alive and accepting of love. leaving #behind matters of whether he deserves it or not. stepping into the light.) #when kasen asks you permission to travel please imagine his wings trembling to sprout. his skin inexplicably more moist. #is that too creepy? is that body horror?? god idk #just want to make out with homerun ken-sensei for kasens design. truly he's like their magnum opus. #why didnt i post this on my art acc instead? well because this silly doodle feels more personal . to kasen and to me. thats also why im not #main tagging it. only for my mutuals and followersto see :) #immortal poets kasen kanesada #stuff i doodled