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liminalh-creations · 22 days

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Crow Executives (2/3) : VERMOUTH

"It’s me, the scandal; Fatal, designated! It's me, your morale: Damaged, destroyed." - Therapie Taxi, Cri des loups

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the art for this was such a struggle, especially compared to the Gin piece. i think it's a combination of trying to go for a more swooshy painterly sort of style, and also just generally having an art-struggle week. i'm still not super happy with the details tbh - but i AM happy with the expression i settled on for her! anyone who's been reading my fic knows i've been playing around with references to Naoki Urasawa's Monster. here, the role of Johan Liebert, who could manipulate someone into doing heinous things with just a few little words, simply must go to Miss Vermouth.

also for clothing i was inspired by marlene dietrich, for ... reasons.

with the song, i didn't even hesitate! i knew it had to be from Cri des loups - i just wasn't sure which of the lines. in the end, i settled on the one above, translated from this original;

C'est moi le scandale; Fatal, désigné! C'est moi ton moral: Mis à mal, écrasé

but there's a lot of really good ones, and really i just encourage yall to listen to the whole track

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no-one tell her, but this band is also kinda jenever-coded lmfao

#dc-crows #detco fanart #vermouth detective conan #detective conan fanart #vermouth #black organisation #black organization

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leahchampagne · 2 years

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This One Shot from the Entire episode Speaks Volume......

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#akai #detective conan #akai shuichi #edogawa conan #bourbon #vermouth #black organisation #kudo shinichi #shinichi kudo #FBI #yusaku kudo #dcmk #ran mouri #mouri ran #shinichi x ran #dcmk oc #dcmkedit #case closed

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detective-dilettante · 1 year

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I found this weird flyer while walking in Beika earlier today. I think it's to promote some kind of edgy organization or something, but that stain is a bit creepy and it smells weird. I wanted to keep it in my bullet journal or to answer to the flyer for fun but there's not phone number nor mail. Any advice?

#dcmk #fanwork #black organisation #BO

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endlesslytired · 19 days

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livinginmyhead23 · 5 months

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Daemon is kind of the most romantic man in Westeros if you think about it I mean who else is gonna organise a cruel revenge plot against an innocent kid to avenge his wife’s favourite son from another man

#the most romantic thing a man can do is organise a fucked up revenge plot #don’t take the favourite son thing seriously #don’t take this post seriously at all please #house of the dragon #hotd #hotd season 1 #daemon targaryen #team black #matt smith #daemon x rhaenyra #daemyra #rhaenyra targaryen #emma darcy

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evilkaeya · 8 months

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Ango really is asagiri's strongest soldier

#bro made him betray every organiser under the sun #made chuuya AND dazai THE DOUBLE BLACK HATE HIM #made him betray his lover which lead to his death #he also doesn't get a blink of sleep ever i think #and currently he's having to listen to dazais morse code heartbeat 24/7 #get my man OUT OF THERE #asgr rlly made ango the bus driver cause WHY IS HE INVOLVED IN EVERYTHING #**organization

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ask-the-totally-real-peppino · 10 months

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(*Smashes through the door* I have finished the thing

I did lose steam part of the way through, so the ending is a little tepid, but I think it's still cute, hehe

Basically, this is 'Pep experiences fireworks for the first time and it is not fun'

Content warnings for: Depiction of a panic attack, self-harm (unintentional but still), descriptions of body horror, (sorta) flashback to war, an implied gun, and Peppino says fuck

Okay enjoy! (1,403 words under dere!!!)

It was busy.

Busier than usual.

Unusual for a Tuesday, but Pep didn't mind. He was more than happy to create and share his pizzas with others. But all the extra business aside, something else was unusual today, and Pep could not stop tasting it.

There was a constant saltiness to Peppino, most likely due to how much the man sweat, but the ever-growing pungency of raw onions and black pepper began to give his doppelgänger cause for concern. Was it just the amount of people visiting today? Was something going to happen? Pep did not know, but the thoughts caused his own anxieties to start bubbling in his chest. He chose not to ask, instead continuing on with helping Peppino close up shop for the evening.

The sky was very pretty at this time. Oranges, pinks and purples, as the sun said goodbye for today. Pep liked to watch the colours shift and change into deeper blues and indigos, but it didn't feel right today. He lifted his head from his arms, parts of where his chin and forearms began to merge getting pulled apart, and looked at the door of Peppino's room. It was made quite clear early on not to disturb him when the door was closed, and Pep respected his space, despite the gnawing urge to knock on his door. The clone gave a quiet huff, again noting the taste of pepper and onions, and… Something bitter…? Oh, cilantro… Yuck. Pep hadn't figured out what that taste was for Peppino yet, but it certainly wasn't a pleasant one. His eyes rolled in their sockets for a moment, trying to recall memories of cilantro. He thought back to just a few hours ago - Peppino did seem hesitant to say goodbye to Gustavo and Brick… Was it something to do with them?

Pep didn't have much time to ponder, as a shrill sound pierced through his thoughts, shattering them with a BANG. He was suddenly on high alert, skin inhumanely stretched up into points along his back and shoulders. There was another screeeeeech, and a BANG. His chest heaved as simulated breath grew tight in his non-existent lungs. And another. His nails dug into the windowsill, the black colouring beginning to spiral up his fingers. And another. Pep's vision started to blur as his eyeballs melted in his form of crying, but he could still see with every boom, colours flashed and danced outside. Was this some sort of warning? An attack? He couldn't make sense of it, as yet another BANG brought his hands to his ears. His doughy skin making a wet slap against itself as his fear made his form quickly unstable. There were other sounds too - crackling, popping, screaming… Or was it cheering…? - It didn't matter! Pep wanted it all blocked out, as he held onto his head tighter and tighter. His hands fused into his ears and cheeks, becoming unrecognisable as what they were supposed to be. But his fingers held strong, now striped with black as his sharpened nails buried themselves deep into his head. Every boom jolted him to his core. The smell of gunpowder made him sick- No, wait- He didn't know what that was? Did he? He felt himself sink further and further down into the mud. His lower body was caked in the stuff- No! There was no mud-! Why is there mud? Pep managed a look down, finding not a puddle of his legs, but… Boots? He didn't… Wear boots? Did he? He saw… Shrapnel around his feet. Discarded, pointed pieces of metals… But how did he know that? He couldn't of known that- Another BANG, followed by the crackling once more. He braced himself against the wall as dirt was thrown up into the air nearby. His grip tightened around the cool metal. Finger ready on the trigger- On the what? His hands were practically nothing! How was he holding-

"…-p…!"

…Huh?

"…-ep…!"

Something was warm. Warm, and clammy… It was frantic, but still gentle, as it pawed at him.

"Pep!"

Through all the bangs and pops, Pep heard Peppino, calling for him. Even though his body was just a puddle, he found his eyes and forced them to the surface of his being. Peppino leaned over him, looking more stressed than usual. Sweat beading down his face and something slick and oily on his hands…? Oh… That was himself… Pep force an ear to form, as Peppino seemed to be saying something, but it was too muffled to understand, and too fast for him to lip-read.

"-uda told you! I shoulda stayed out here! Fuck! Please be okay-!"

Pep just barely managed to process his words, most of his focus on trying to keep his features formed. His eyelids closed hard over his eyes, blinking a few times as his brow came together. He could feel his fingers forming, trying to pull himself out of himself. A dull, thudding pain made itself known, as his brain reformed, along with most of his head. His eyes weren't quite back in their oversized sockets, but Pep did notice Peppino's shoulders relax a little. Teeth and tongue came next, clumsily gnashing together in an attempt to speak, but it only came out as garbled, incomprehensible sounds.

"Hey! Hey! It's alright! Uh, take your time… Getting back together?" Peppino spoke slower than earlier, but there was anxiety on the edge of his words. Pep managed a soft noise in acknowledgement, pushing the parts of his face into the correct places. His neck and shoulders started to form, but he quickly felt the exhaustion weighing on him. He would not be able to form all the way. But he could at least pull as much of his melted lower half in as possible, becoming more compact and less of a puddle.

Peppino watched his clone slowly come together, but not as the tall and lanky, almost-passable person he usually was. Instead, as his dough was peeled off his palms like glue, Pep was only a few inches tall. This was not the first time Peppino had seen Pep change his size, but this was different. His legs remained as a puddle, and he looked more like a very soggy stuffed animal than a person, with a much larger head and eyes. The tiny Pep squeaked softly, holding his hands out and looking up to him. Peppino understood, and gently scooped him up, carrying him and sitting down on the couch with him in his hands. He could clasp his hands together and Pep would be completely covered… It was much easier to hide when you're so small. The idea sounded nice to him. Comforting almost. Peppino was brought out of his thoughts by another small squeak coming from his hands. Pep was looking up at him again, pointing to his head and miming a spiral coming from it. Fuck. What did Hazel say this meant again…? Pep mimed the gesture again, and then pointed to the window. Outside…? Oh…

"The sounds outside…?"

Pep nodded, and then mimed once more.

"Yeah, they are loud… But they-a should have stopped for now…" Peppino gave a small sigh, looking to the window. At least he hoped they stopped.

Pep held up his index finger and waved it for a moment. Peppino knew this one.

"They were fireworks. People shoot them into the sky and they explode in colours and-a lights."

Pep's brow furrowed for a moment, before holding up the same finger and touching his chest with the side of his hand. Peppino also knew this one - Pep liked to use it a lot.

"They use them when it's a celebration. I don't-a really get it… And I don't really like it either…" Peppino sighed again, a longer one this time. He was tired.

Despite the many questions popping into his head, Pep could taste green beans. He was quite tired too, instead deciding to nestle against Peppino's chest. He found that rhythmical thump-thump-thumping that he learnt about recently was soothing to him. Even if the noises - the 'fireworks' - came back, he imagined he would feel alright where he was.

Peppino couldn't help an amused huff as the tiny clone snuggled closer to him. Guess he wouldn't be making dinner just yet, so he leaned back into the cushions, keeping a hand around Pep as he dozed off.

"Night, Pep."

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wildsidejazz · 7 months

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Seriously Kopi Luwak could have been such an interesting antagonist for Legoshi, there was so much potential. I feel like that organisation would have been far better at exploring the hardships of mixed species than solely just relying on Melon. Sure, Melon was the product of what can happen in extreme cases if someone is pushed to the margins but I feel like Kopi Luwak was set up to be a way darker foe than Melon just killing to feel alive.

Our introduction to then is that they targeted children in a kindergarden of mixed species animals and according to Free their goal is to eliminate all mixed species animals and the leader wanted to assess Melon's "worth". Gosha was there to defend the kids but based on his reaction this gang may have genuinely killed literal children.

It would have been super interesting to have Gosha more entangled with them, perhaps getting critical damage or barging in when Legoshi was there and thus expose Legoshi as a mixed species animal and turn him into the Kopi Luwak's target. Especially if they learn Legoshi's love is not only not of his own species, but an herbivore to the boot. Like what if they tried to capture him to turn him into a test/study subject.

Then the composition of the Kopi Luwak could be a dangerous combo as well. Deshico himself looks harmless but the bats he employs are a different case. Bats can carry around diseases like rabies (that is a certain miserable death to other mammals) for their entire life. Being a reptile descendant Legoshi may have a survival chance but if they used that for their means that would be terrifying.

Another interesting question would be how would Yahya come into this. We know he has a deep grudge towards mixed species relations as a whole since in his eyes that took Gosha away from him and he is prone to excessive force when it comes to carnivore criminals but I don't want to think he'd be on board with full-on genocide.

It cannot be denied though that the government shows favoritism for same species couples and will subsidize bringing forth children, while mixed species families are just barely tolerated and usually are massively frowned upon to the degree that kids are not accepted into regular daycare. With an environment like that I don't find it impossible that aithorities would willingly turn a blind eye to or outright support the vile conduct of the Kopi Luwak, just as the Mayor wanted to keep Haru's kidnapping a secret to preserve the fragile facade of peace.

Further complicating factor could be if on top of all this Legoshi wanted to keep Melon from this group's grasp because even his murderous ass doesn't deserve whatever the Kopi Luwak wanted of him and Melon slowly finding that he actually does enjoy being around Legoshi and not in his usual mocking way

#beastars #legoshi #gosha #yahya #melon #idk i feel like there is a change in the story since the introductionof kopi luwak #like it was meant to be something else entirely something so vile even the peeps of the black alley market would shudder #but got scrapped #i wish we could have dwelled in it #but paru said she had bloody urine by the end so 😬#they should have just let her go on hiatus to organise her thoughts #bc i feel like kopi luwak as a foe would have hit harder #and much much more terrifying than riz yahya or melon combined

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june16th2018 · 5 months

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i may have a type

#i'm talking abt 16 years old (long and)black-haired boys with red eyeliners and thin eyes #and 14 years old blond-haired boys with green eyes and who love cats #banana fish #yut lung lee #tokyo revengers #kokonoi hajime #matsuno chifuyu #yuri on ice #yuri plisetsky #yurio #(bonus if the 16 years old black-haired boys also happen to be high-ranked members of a criminal organisation)

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liminalh-creations · 1 month

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Crow Executives (1/3) : GIN

"The despair here is driving me crazy! I'll think myself to death - or just kill everyone else." - Sigal Spozhyv Spilka, Letter to Ukraine №1

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art/music notes under the cut

HELLO i'm nothing if not entirely predictable lmao

re: art -- i went for a mostly lineless thing here, in an attempt to distinguish him from the other character portraits. it was also SUPER satisfying to break the borders around him lmao

fun fact, i called the layers with the colourful 'shapes' the "disco" layer!! because those more expressionist bits were directly inspired by disco elysium's portrait art direction :3

what i struggled with far more was finding an appropriate song for him! because it had to be Ukrainian (hes from UkrSSR in my story) but it ALSO had to fit his actual vibe/personality as it appears in my story. so, i had to once again commit to the bit entirely, and immerse myself in a music culture that was (mostly) new to me. (not as if i dont love doing that, anyway. showing my entire music nerd ass here)

the translation also fought me tooth and nail. I ended up asking my Bosnian friend for advice, and together we settled on what's above (a little more poetic, a little less literal).

here's the original though, if anyone with knowledge wants to weigh in...

Я з розпуки тут ошаліти можу — вену вріжу, скажімо, чи всіх заріжу. -Сіґал Спожив Спілка, Лист в Україну №1

the venu vrizhu, skazhimo expression works so well in the original but there's nothing that covers it as succintly in english. so i decided for an interpretation that connects a little more widely to the theme/lyrics of the song.

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#dc-crows #detco fanart #gin detective conan #gin detco #black organisation #black organization #dcmk gin #detective conan fanart

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fanfictionroxs · 2 years

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Anyone: SQH is not the author god. He's just a prophet who had visions and wrote PIDW based on them.

Me, taking out my ppt with more slides than Bingge's wives: And here's slide 1 on why everything you've ever said in your entire life is utter bullshit.

#listen.. im an athiest.. i have no god.. except for sqh.. and black #watch me become more toxic than organised religion to defend my guy #shang qinhua my beloved #svsss #scum villian self saving system #scum villain #moshang #shang qinghua #mxtx #airplane shooting towards the sky

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detective-dilettante · 1 year

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I'm working on BO flyers based on @coffeeviolinist 's fanfic "To Maintain Hope" chapter 24 and I can't wait to post it. It is far from perfect but hopefully it will be great when I'm done.

Right now I'm waiting for the ink to dry and tomorrow I'll add some blood red paint to it.

#dcmk #black organisation #bo #fanwork

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tuurverheydepoetryandprose · 2 months

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