My designs for the other 5 humans (Minus Clover of course) (I left the bases in the background cause it left some more stuff)
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With Names (If you have any suggestions on how to improve the names, I would love to hear it I wanna improve these names)
With Frisk
With Frisk With Names
With Frisk and Chara
With Frisk and Chara With Names
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(late) sunday six
thanks for the tag @passthroughtime and @overdevelopedglasses! not gonna tag anybody because i'm late to the party as is :P
i've mentioned sensei au/fic a lot in passing but i think this is the first time i'm actually talking about it properly in a text post as opposed to like, tags on my art... anyway, it goes without saying that this has lost judgment spoilers.
part of the premise for this fic is that kitakata never becomes kuwana because he only barely manages to fix everything at the last possible moment. mitsuru lives, but only because he gets lucky. something like that.
the main fic takes place long after this, but i recently had a go at trying to write mitsuru and kitakata on the roof together, since it's obviously integral to kitakata's character even if mitsuru doesn't die. i'm still feeling it out, but it's been an interesting one. very different from what i'm used to. but also cathartic in some ways.
anyway here's an excerpt. putting another warning here for lost judgment spoilers and mentions of suicide.
Kusumoto looked away, sat up. He didn’t really seem to care that Kitakata was there, aside from the knowledge that he couldn’t do anything rash with him here, which he resented.
He wiped at his chin, his eyes, but the movements were clumsy, and he couldn’t clean himself off properly. His hair was still a mess, though he’d tried to make it presentable again. Kitakata suddenly wished he had a handkerchief in his pocket instead of a packet of cigarettes.
“I’m not going to kill myself, Sensei. You can leave if you want.”
He wanted to relieve Kitakata of any responsibility to be here. He thought Kitakata was only doing any of this to cover his own ass.
Kitakata hadn’t given him any reason to believe otherwise.
“Oh, well.” He fished for the first excuse that came to mind. “Haven’t had my smoke yet.”
He pulled one out, took his time lighting it. It’d buy him some time. It didn’t matter what Kusumoto thought of him, and he wouldn’t delude himself to expect that he might think that Kitakata was here because he wanted to be. It wasn’t entirely untrue, after all, that he was just trying to cover his ass. He’d made a mistake, and he was desperate to fix it.
He took a drag. Exhaled. Looked to Kusumoto.
“Do you mean it?” He asked.
“Mean what?” Kusumoto mumbled.
“When you said you weren’t going to kill yourself.”
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trying to decide if i want a beta reader for my opfwex fics… i like to have exchange fics beta read, it feels like a nice thing to do, but i don’t know anyone who’d be willing to beta read op fic for me? my sister’s my go-to beta but she doesn’t know op well and i’m looking for characterization betaing more than spag…
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♡ JISBON APPRECIATION WEEK 2022 ♡
day 1 | moment that made you ship them
“A frog? Well, this makes everything better, doesn’t it?”
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