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Don't expect too much lol /// I do random stuff /// yanderesim
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sketchy-dai-blog · 6 years ago
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“Human emotion is such a strange thing, isn’t it?”
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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@koumi-senpai drew this picture, i have to say that this is one of my favourite drawings from them, but only one thing bothered me… The text in the middle of the drawing. Don’t get me wrong, I feel like it kinda ruined the atmosphere (especially the “oi”)… So I took the time to “edit it away”
…I really have no life
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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I have something.. something you LOVE more than me.
poor ayano
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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How do you feel about Mida and Muja debate? (Them being adults and Senpai technically being a teen)
Ummm I just checked the fandom wiki to confirm that Senpai is 18 already, which means it’s legally safe for any adults to bang him/her( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), thus the only thing left for the debate is the ethical problem of that faculty x student thing.
 Since I have very high acceptance towards fictional characters (hey I don’t even hate yan-chan/kun who can slaughter the whole school lol), I’m okayyyy with them. I’ll only judge whether they’re interesting and good-looking enough as characters:)
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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Megami’s Family
So I think i figured out something with Megami and her fam.
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So this is Mr. Saikou ( Founder)  aka Megami’s grandfather. School was built around or during the 80s (’89)
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This is his daughter aka Megami’s aunt.Imma call her Aunt S. School was built for her
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Megami’s father ( CEO )
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So here’s my theory, seems Old Saikou loved his daughter very much to point he builds school for her and have her have all control.  Maybe Mr.Saikou was left in the shadow of his sister. Because Aunt S. left this left Old Saikou very pissed off and heartbroken. Mr. Saikou saw this as chance to take over and get some spotlight. 
Ryoba plays a roll into this along with yan chan. Not sure why Mr.Saikou has Yan chan in the school there’s a reason knowing Megami doesn’t approve. Maybe it’s show of thanks for Ryoba killing the girl to get her senapi thus Mr.Saikou got spotlight being favorite ( or in control?) 
Or maybe he had a crush on Ryoba fully aware of what she is which is another reason yan chan can run around in the school
That theory i have so far, may change depending what other characters/tape yandere dev shows us
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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Hiya! I'm in love with you Villan/hero snippets! Could you do this one: Two people on a blind date realise that they are each other's nemesis by the sound of their voices or the cuts on their skin? But the hero can't leave the date because the villain threatens to kill everyone else within the building?
“Look,” the hero hissed across their starters. “This was clearly a misunderstanding on both of our parts. Let’s just go our separate ways and pretend this never happened. No one needs to get hurt.”
The villain topped up the hero’s red wine in response. 
The hero’s fingers flexed restlessly on the table. They glanced around at the restaurant, the innocent families and lovers and servers who had no idea the danger they were in. 
The villain plucked up one of the tiny delicacies on their plate and offered it up to the hero between two fingers, eyebrow rising. “They’re delicious. Try one.” 
“You can’t be serious. Is this a new form of torture? Did you know?” 
“Who you were? No.” The villain popped the smoked salmon crostini into their mouth. “But it’s rude to run out on dinner and I won’t pretend I’m not…curious.”
“It’s rude to threaten an entire restaurant full of people,” the hero muttered. 
“It’s rude to cause a scene,” the villain said. “You’re trying to make this one. You can leave when we’re done - or is it that you are simply too much of a grunt to hold a civil conversation for one hour of your life?” 
“Maybe I just don’t want to get to know you.”
“Why?” The villain met their gaze. “Scared I’m not the monster you think I am? That you’ll have to admit that the person you spend so much of your time trying to ruin is just a person like you? With friends? And an apparently pitiful dating life.”
The hero snorted at that, despite themselves, even as their stomach gave an uneasy roll. Because, well, yes. They didn’t want to know if their nemesis had a fluffy white cat or siblings or a love for smoked salmon crostinis. It didn’t make what they had to do any easier if they were just people. 
The hero dropped their gaze to their own food and took a bite, trying to force their shoulders to untense. They’d been excited for this date. They’d felt their stomach flutter a little before the bastard opened their mouth and ruined everything with that familiar voice and unfamiliar lovely smile. Ugh.
Still, it felt like a betrayal to even consider getting on. Like that meant they were somehow fine with what the villain did if they weren’t arguing every step of the way. And it was…difficult. Their scars prickled just knowing the person who gave them was sitting across from them. 
They’d been on dates before and the scars always raised questions, or a second glance, or pity, or something. 
They eyed the long-sleeved jumper and jeans that the villain was wearing, almost every possible inch of skin covered. They caught the raised white line across the back of the villain’s hand anyway where they had once got a shot in. Swallowed. 
The villain’s gaze followed their stare and their hand twitched back. 
“Sorry,” the hero blurted, before they could stop themselves. “I - god. I always hate the staring, you know.” 
“I haven’t done this in a really long time,” the villain said. “I’m not - this isn’t what I normally do.”
“Well, yeah, I know all about what you normally do.” 
The villain laughed at that, before reaching for the wine glass. “And you? What do you normally do when you’re not dressed in that fantastic outfit of yours? Did you make it yourself?” 
“You know I’m not going to answer that question.” 
The villain grinned. “So you did make it yourself,” as if that was the question the hero couldn’t answer rather than what they did. Though secret identity seemed a somewhat moot point now that they knew each other’s faces. 
The villain’s grin faded at the exact same time that any urge to laugh the hero had came to a crashing halt. They stared at each other. 
“You’re going to look, aren’t you?” the hero asked. “You have a name, my face…”
“So do you. Are you saying you’re not going to use this against me?”
Of course they would. That was why the secret had been so important - how could either of them not use this, when so much was at stake? 
The hero downed their wine, hand shaking. Because if the villain could happily blow up a restaurant full of strangers to get to them, what were they going to do with information on their friends and family? “I can’t eat,” they confessed. “I think I’m going to be sick.” 
“I won’t do anything to them,” the villain said. “If you keep your mouth shut about who I am. If you don’t look.”
The hero blew out a breath and nodded. There wasn’t any option. “If you hurt them, I’ll tell everyone.” 
So where did that leave them? 
With a crisp white tablecloth, a goddamn flower in a glass vase jar, and half a set of starters. With the villain giving them a dark, entirely too considering look across the table. 
“You can’t kidnap me,” the hero said, taking a guess. “Too many people can see us. People know we met up, you’d be the first suspect if something bad happened to me.” 
The villain’s eyes narrowed but some of that considering darkness vanished as they apparently accepted the point. 
The hero’s shoulders sagged in relief. They poured some more wine - it was a horrible idea to get drunk, but the villain seemed to have the same one because they needed some buffer here. 
“I am curious,” the villain said softly. “I would like to see you.” 
The hero choked. “Excuse me?” 
“Oh, come on.” The villain’s stare was a little hungry again as they looked the hero up and down. “I want to see my handiwork.” They shot another smirk. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” 
“No,” the hero spluttered. But they were thinking about it now. They looked the villain up and down, because it wasn’t like they’d ever get the chance to do so again now, was it? It could give them a clue, something, some advantage. 
“No?” 
“Next you’re going to suggest a one night stand.”
“You said it not me,” the villain returned, nabbing another crostino. “Though if you were thinking about it, I would point out that it doesn’t have to mean anything. Also no awkward questions of who the hell did that to you.” 
“I really have no desire to have that much intimate knowledge about you.” 
“Liar,” the villain said. “You’re goddamn ruthless. You’re just worried you might actually enjoy yourself with me.”
How had they got onto this conversation? Why were they thinking about it now? It was a bad idea. It was a Bad Idea so bad it needed capitals for emphasis.
“I don’t think that’s a concern.” 
“I saw the way you looked at me when you first walked in.”
“And then you opened your mouth,” the hero replied, with a sweet smile. “Hence the complete lack of concern.”
“Rude.” 
“Oh, come on. You know what I mean!” And oh come, they were not going to feel bad about this. Even if they both seemed to be in the same wretched boat as far as the dating pool went. “Maybe you’d get more dates if you didn’t wear that stupid mask so much.”
“Maybe you’d get laid if you weren’t constantly trying to get in my way. I mean, I’m flattered by the attention, but you clearly need to focus on your own needs some more, hero.” 
They glared at each other for a beat. Somehow, they ended up laughing. This was absurd. This was absolutely ridiculous. Practically obscene. 
“You done with those crostino’s?” the hero asked, reaching out to steal one. “Because the sooner we’re done eating and get the bill, the better.” 
The villain pushed the plate towards them. 
They were, in fact, delicious. 
Goddamnit. 
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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speculation 🤔 with info from the new tape and the yandere simulator subreddit
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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Why removing Mida & Muja? I love them ;-;
What are the things you would change in Yandere Simulator?
(I am so sorry I’m barely responding to this now!)
Well, there’s obvious things like removing Mida, Muja, the Yakuza, and panty shots, but the main things:
–Lower scope of the game so it’s actually doable within the next 2-4 years.
–Tone down the seriousness and go for a dark comedy, semi-parody game. That way it can get away with the overbearing anime cliches and other miscellaneous things.
–Make Info-Chan the final (yandere) rival, as in the original draft. It was a good twist!
–Get rid of the “I can’t feel anything” shtick and make Ayano a normal girl going down a dark path. The Aishi Curse can stay (since I love it), just without the “I can’t feel anything” nonsense 
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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I feel like there should be an ending where Ayano doesn't end up with Taro, but with some one else and it's still a happy ending. Like she realizes that she doesn't need Taro because someone else is in love with her.
I am so sorry it took me so long to respond to this…
I think this would make a nice secret ending, where Ayano learns what actual love is, decides to let Senpai go, and move on.
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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God doesn't have a gender.
Religion is sexist!
All religion and those who follow any religion is sexist because they believe in a male God!
#banreligion
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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Sixteenth summer
Autobiographical series about youth, friendship and first love.
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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Sixteenth summer
Autobiographical series about youth, friendship and first love.
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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anyway here’s an ayano for all ur ayano needs
here’s my insta bc I’m loney - waylap
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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Sixteenth summer
Autobiographical series about youth, friendship and first love.
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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Sixteenth summer
Autobiographical series about youth, friendship and first love.
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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To be honest, I do not find it strange at all. (I personally wanna have a pillow of yankun lol) Those things are common merch, you can find it everywhere. So why not yansim?
What do you think about Yandere Dev selling YS body pillows now?
“YD arrested for being Horny On Main”
On a more serious note, it’s definitely weird.
First of all because the characters are highschool, and secondly because I always thought body pillows are… strange in general.
I mean, I suppose body pillows aren’t inherently bad (so long as the characters are canonically of age), it just weird.
Like imagine cleaning your kid’s room and you find an Ayano body pillow. I’d check my kid in for counselling.
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sketchy-dai-blog · 7 years ago
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You dont have to be sorry (I lost interest in yansim too tbh), draw what you want and don't feel forced to do anything!
Leave before you feel bored
If you notice that my recent art is not fun or looks good, I’m sorry, because I have lost interest in yansim ,but I may still draw ayano, I still love her
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My dA account will open on the 22nd of this month, and I will be there,sorry
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