#Kamakurako

[kittenthecatt]

I wish to consume them all <3

[sallymiakki]

happy 20th anniversary!

[toastedclownery]

Yume Nikki gorls... 2!

[jevilowo]

I like to make Madotsuki whimsical.

Like sure Poniko bullies her and she's surrounded by the horrors and sometimes she kills people and there's a corpse on the road and Uboa is there to lecture her on wasting electricity and the Toriningen are trying to kill her but she's still like

"Dream World! How wonderful, way more entertaining than Nasu!"

And just as she finishes saying that she falls off the damn broomstick

[thedeve]

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN I PRESENT A MS PAINT DOODLE THATS PROBABLY THE FIRST EVER FANART OF THE KAMAKURAKO IN DECADES ! (also that other one smoking weed)

[arsynnotarson]

my personal headcanons for the yume nikki girls

(this is all taken place after my own au) (also an au where monoko is alive)

madotsuki:

gnc, she/they, or any but he

friend-ish of monoe, best friend of monoko, online friend of poniko

asocial, apathetic to most things after her past, and has mostly stopped caring about others see her

monoe gave her the sweater she wears today

has hypertropia in her left eye, keeps eyes just enough closed for people not to see it

still stays in room as much as she can but stays on her grades for the most part

goes to music therapy, therapist is seccom-masada sensei

monoe:

unlabeled, she/they/he

monoko's older sister, seccom masada-sensei's child

deviant, stands up for herself and monoko and mado

her school uniform has a sharper collar than monoko's, signifying her being in a higher grade than her younger sister and mado

tries to be a good role model but can't for the life of her

likes to scare people

monoko

unsure, she/they

monoe's younger sister, child of seccom masada-sensei, best friend of mado, acquaintance of poniko

timid, impressionable and follows mostly what monoe does and it surprisingly helped; she now defends herself against bullies more

school uniform collar is more smoother, signifying her youth compared to her older sister

took up drawing after seeing poniko's art

steals her sisters clothes and gets shaken by the shoulders because of it (she loves it and giggles every time)

echolalia / repeats what she hears (ex hears a ball go "boing" and she goes "boing")

poniko

also unlabled, any pronouns

online friend of mado, acquaintance of monoko

openminded, classic cold-but-has-a-soft-spot (its mado)

amazing at art and plans to go to major in art in the future

wont go anywhere without her hair in a ponytail and always has at least one ponytail holder on her at all times

semi to nonverbal

scares people with her blue eyes (actually doesnt understand why people find it scary)

mafaruko

isnt sure, she/they

used to be a friend of mado before mafaruko moved away to alaska

impulsive and adventurous, didnt bully mado for her eyes, instead encouraging her to open their eyes to see the scenery around them

gets hot easily but never takes off her scarf and is dead set on keeping it on

no sense of fashion at all

tricks people for giggles

bad at balencing

kamakurako

gender apathetic, she/they

no one really knows who she was. they were just... there. slumpt

can be found sleeping and only wakes up when she thinks its time to go home or an emergency; when awaken, drowsy and indifferent to their surroundings

made up for sleep during class / whenever she could, and when its their bedtime they cant sleep at all

okay at school. average. borderline failing but they manage

uniform is always messy and has to straighten themselves in the bathroom if they happen to really care that day

sneaky and has countless tricks to just sleep. teachers never know whats next

bonus: they all have a sleepover one night

[rooftopclouds]

zzz

[dreamerwitches]

Yume Nikki x Madoka Magica cause I wanted to

Here are Madotsuki, Poniko, Monoe, Monoko, Mafurako and Kamakurako

I’ll put some info under the cut

Madotsuki Ikuto. Her weapon is a recorder and her soul gem is on her chest. It’s a simple circle. Her Soul Gem is constantly dark and she could go at any moment. Her wish took her away from her friends and family so she could stay hidden and alone with only her dreams to keep her company. Her wish allows her to make her own and other peoples dreams real. Her witch is called NASU.

Poniko Tsukino. Her weapon is her diary and her soul gem is on her forehead as a circlet and is the shape of a crescent moon. She’s a new magical girl and became one to find Madotsuki. She’s not good at fighting and could die if she fought a witch alone. Her magic is weak but it helps her locate lost things. She doesn’t know how to use this properly in battle yet. Her witch form is a sporadic performer that summons a greater monster that she can’t control. It takes over the surrounding area and turns it into an inescapable trap.

Monoe Kurono. Her weapon is a sash that creates illusions. Her soul gem is on her shoulder, it’s a diamond shape. Her wish was to keep her little sister alive while in a coma but she still hasn’t awakened from it. She continues to fight to hope that her wish will not be for nothing. Her magic allows her to suspend things in time but for a short while and it's also able to create naive illusions. She can’t control this part so well and it sometimes causes her to cry. Her soul gem grows dark if she thinks about her sister so it's often in danger, thankfully she has a lot of grief seeds. Her witch form is quite weak and only stands there. It can’t move because the other half seems to be controlled by someone else who won’t respond.

Monoko Kurono. Her weapon is a hefty crossing sign and her soul gem is on her stomach with a diamond shape. She became a magical girl in her dreams so its unknown if it’ll stay once she wakes. Her witch form is Takofuusen.

Mafurako. Her weapon is a technology circle and her soul gem is on her fight forearm in a square shape. A quiet girl, she sees everything like binary and if something looks out of place in the code she has urges to harm it. Her wish was to soothe this feeling because of her fears that she’d hurt her sister. However her technical themed magic seems to not be helping. Grey area morality, she’ll help you but in her own way. Her witch form is the Aztec Rave Monkey, its known to induce seizures and eat humans alive.

Kamakurako. Her weapon is a dreamcatcher staff and her soul gem is on her chest beneath her coat. She uses dream like magic that is similar to Madotsuki’s but much weaker. She can also use ice and snow magic. She’s very fond of fairytales so doesn’t take being a magical girl too seriously since its her dream come true. She’d probably die soon if it wasn’t for her sister’s protection. Her witch is the Yuki-Onna. It’s quite harmless and moves around the city protecting the landscape on its back. Though will attack if provoked or her forest is touched.

[bizarre-paradox]

igloo girl underrated

[mogai-headcanons]

Madotsuki from Yume Nikki is an autistic nonverbal empathyflux genderqueer xenic lsdemulgender liminalgender guriguritchical valicanic lesbian with depression, nightmare disorder, and social anxiety who uses it/its, xe/xem, null/nulls, 🦷/🦷s, and 👁/👁s pronouns; Kamakurako is a disabled frostfem transfeminine neutrois sunmornical lunaenic asexual lesbian with ADHD and social anxiety who uses she/her, they/them, ve/ver, and z/zs pronouns; and Mafurako is a disabled autistic GNC casualic butch pan lesbian bigender catgender cozycoric lovecoric genderfrio azurgirl with ADHD who uses snow/snows, it/its, he/him, ae/aem, and ❄/❄s pronouns!

Poniko is an autistic flamboric femme abro lesbian aesigender leogender girl+ juxera magigirl with ADHD who uses she/her, they/them, and shey/shem pronouns; Monoe is an autistic aroace panghostgender horrorfascic pronoun hoarder who uses ghost/ghosts, she/her, it/its, and gore/gores, along with many other pronouns; and Monoko is a pansexual catgender pawstargender nyctoiac transneutral person who uses it/its and nya/nyan pronouns!

dni transcript here

[huecycles]

here’s a yn collab i did with @supericebeam!! all the girls having a nice beach day at the Pink Sea 🐚 she did the sketch and i painted it, her style looks absolutely amazing and i got to practice backgrounds, it was so fun!

please go follow her, she’s got some amazing art 😔✌️

[anime-to-the-t]

[dead-souls-deactivated177013]

What’s your favorite Yume Nikki character and why?

I’m making a project for my psychology class and i choose yume nikki as the subject, so please help a friend out

[kordeliiius]

my take on kamakurako, thank you @fumorosie for curing my art block :>

[kudamono94]

Let’s Go On a Trip to Poniko’s House~

I’m Sure It Will Be Fun!  Or in which Reader-chan decides to take a trip into the dream world on her day off, only to end up where she probably isn’t meant to be...

*If you would like to see my notes on this, here’s a link to the AO3 version: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34466797

“What day is it today?  I know it can’t be Friday anymore, that’s for sure,” you muttered to yourself quietly as you continued to trek through the ice and snow towards the igloo on the horizon.  If you were being honest with yourself, you were regretting getting out of that bed back there in that other igloo…

            It had seemed like an entire lifetime ago since you had gone to sleep (in your own bed mind you) and entered the dream world, or at least the crossway area with all those mysterious doors.  Normally, after getting to this point, you would usually pick a door at random to enter so you could either: 1. Goof off and kill time until your morning alarm brought you back to reality (after all, you may have worked from home, but you still had to get up at a reasonable hour) OR 2. You took the time to actually explore the areas of the dream world until you were too tired or bored to continue, leading you to pinch your cheek so you could return to the real world again on your own terms.  However, Friday, or at least last Friday, had been different.

            You had finally saved up enough vacation days to warrant yourself an entire 3 days off of ‘sick leave,’ and after calling in with a fake cold or something along the lines of that, you had gone to the store to get groceries to last you for the rest of the week before settling in on your bed with your covers wrapped around you.  (You told yourself you had earned it considering all the overtime and lack of vacation days you had taken this past year).  It was around this point you had drifted off to sleep with the television humming softly in the background, and it was also around this point you found yourself back in the crossway of doors the dream world had to offer.  As such, since you again figured you had earned a break given all the hard work you had put into your job by this point, you decided to open a door you had since neglected up until now.  And, not even 3 minutes into walking past said frame, you found yourself instantly regretting all your life’s decisions.

            What kind of place is this?! Why is it so cold?! you thought to yourself with a grimace.  As if you not even being remotely dressed for the drastic change in climate wasn’t enough, you quickly realized after having walked just a few feet that you could barely see at all.  Meaning that, no sooner had you turned to go back through the door to escape this frozen wasteland did you realize you couldn’t even see the door anymore.  Wonderful.

            Now true, at that point you could have easily just pinched your cheek to return to the warmth of your apartment (or more like lukewarmth as you were behind on the heating bill a bit).  But at the same time, even though you weren’t prepared for this situation in the slightest, you figured you had at least a little bit of time before you froze to death to explore, so explore you did.  A few minutes, you figured, wouldn’t kill you.

            Except, those ‘few minutes’ quickly turned into an hour, then 2 hours, then 3 (not that you were able to keep track of time at this point anyway), until you found yourself aimlessly wandering around the ice and snow, your fingers too cold to feel let alone pinch at your frostbitten cheeks.  Lucky for you, it was as you reached this point in your life that you found yourself doing a double take only to use what little strength you had to trudge forward to the small igloo off in the distance.

             “P-please let t-there be people h-here,” you hissed to yourself, your teeth chattering as you futilely rubbed you arms to rekindle what little warmth they might have had when you first entered this tundra.

            Once you arrived at the igloo, you were a bit sad to see it was much smaller in person than it had initially looked from far away, but were still quick to crouch down to climb inside it nonetheless, your hopes heighted upon seeing a small lamp glowing faintly in the opening to your newly found shelter.  You hoped whoever was inside was at the very least willing to let you stay for a few minutes.

            …

            …

            Why is there just a kid here? was the first thing that came to mind as, once you had entered the igloo (which was thankfully rather warm if albeit a bit chilly), you came face to face with the sleeping form of a child who looked to be around 10 – 13.  However, considering all the other weird crap you had seen up until this point exploring the dream world’s other doors, you figured some kid passed out in an igloo should have been the least of your worries.  Briefly wondering if the kid had an effect she could offer you if you disturbed her sleep, you decided to leave her be as you continued to get feeling back into your hands.  Maybe another time. At least, if I decide to come back here, that is.

            After you had regained all the feeling in your limbs, as well as no longer feeling as if you were going to freeze to death at any moment, you decided to crawl out of the igloo with the sleeping girl still inside to explore a bit more around the area.  Yes, you knew you should have cut your losses, pinched your cheek, and just gone home, but at the same time, you figured you had already made so much progress by this point and that, by turning back now (especially since you probably weren’t planning on coming back to this awful place anytime soon) you might as well have just been throwing all of that progress down the drain.  Furthermore, now that you knew there were igloos in this world, you could just look for another one to warm up in if you needed to stop and rest, or at the very least swallow your pride and pinch your cheeks while walking around before you lost the feeling in your fingers again.  Either way, a little more exploring couldn’t hurt, so explore you did! 

           Sometimes you really did question how you had managed to survive this long, both in the dream world and in real life…

            “That’s it, after this is over, I promise to stay away from this door for the rest of my life,” you muttered to yourself gravely as your feet dragged across the ground.  Almost freezing to death only to warm yourself up in an igloo was one thing, but losing your footing in a snowdrift and falling on your ass, only to lose one of your shoes was on a completely different level.  To be fair, you had tried desperately to retrieve your footwear by getting on your hands and knees to dig through the snow for it, but after the wind and snowfall kicked up, you reached a point where you just said, ‘screw it,’ and left the shoe to start a new life of its own.  To add insult to injury after this incident, of course, was what little of your common sense left screaming at you for not turning back when you had the chance; there was no other way to see it, this whole situation was on you and your impulsive/bored decisions.

             "I swear I’m such an idiot.  If I end up having to cut my foot off due to frostbite or hypothermia or some shit like that, I deserve it," you sighed to yourself as you trekked onwards. After all, what else were you supposed to do?!  Your little shoe hunt in the show had sapped what little warmth your hands had had remaining, and you were once more unable to pinch yourself awake (not that you could feel your cheeks anyway).  On the bright side, it looked like there appeared to be an igloo coming up soon.  By this point, since you could barely see 2 feet in front of you, you had no general sense of direction to go along with your lack of understanding the current concept of time, and as such, had probably combed through just about every corner of the map since leaving the igloo with the sleeping kid.  That said, while on the one hand this had led you to indeed confirm your theory about there being multiple igloos across the area of this world (with one igloo even having a woman/Yokai looking – being nearby who had given you an effect ), on the other you had next to no idea how far away you currently were from the door, and with your hands being absolutely freezing due to your show fiasco, you were once again in no condition to pinch your cheek until you at least warmed yourself up a bit in this upcoming igloo.

            “What day is it today?  I know it can’t be Friday anymore, that’s for sure*,” you muttered to yourself quietly as you continued to trek through the ice and snow towards the igloo on the horizon.  If you were being honest with yourself, you were regretting getting out of that bed back there in that other igloo you had encountered after getting your latest effect.  At least that last place had had a bed to rest in, let alone to rest on at all (all the other igloos you had encountered didn’t have any furniture to speak off unfortunately.  Heck, even the sleeping kid in that first igloo you had found had been sleeping on the floor).  On that note, maybe, just maybe this new igloo might be different?  Hopefully?

            …

            …

            “Why is there a hole in the ground here?”

            “Okay, I think I’ve got the hang of this now,” you sighed in relief as you touched the balloons in front of you, thereby teleporting you closer and closer to the island in the distance with the tent/cone looking things.  Honestly, this pink sea – looking place might have been a bit of an eyesore, but at least you could finally see in front of you, let alone feel your arms and legs again.

            Indeed, aside from being slowed down by the pink water (which you quickly discovered could be moderately overcome by using the bicycle effect you had previously aquired in another world), as well as the saccharine - esqueness of the world’s overall presentation, this new world was rather nice.  Especially, once again, in comparison to the Antarctic world you had previously inhabited.  That said, the only thing that really seemed to bother you was the whole balloon system you had had to learn to get to where you wanted to go, and even that wasn’t as difficult once you learned the patterns the balloons took.  As such, now your current goal was to get to that interesting looking island with what looked like tents littered across the area, if only to prove your journey up till now wasn’t completely in vain.

            “Finally, I thought I would never get over here,” you sing songed happily as you began to make your way over to the huge tent in the middle of the island.  In addition to it being visible from the moment your feet touched the island, as well as the other tents being unfortunately empty, you hoped that this huge tent would be as amazing as it appeared.

            And yet…

            Why do I feel so uneasy, there’s no wild Toriningen running around or anything coming to attack me... you thought to yourself as you raised your hand to knock on the door of the tent, only for it to fall open on its own.

            “Oh, my goodness, I’m so...sorry…” you trailed off as you squinted in the dim light of what looked like a small apartment not unlike your own, only for your eyes to fall on what appeared to be a blond woman around your own age just… staring off in the distance with a slight grimace on her face…

            “Hello? Hey, I’m so sorry to bother you, but, um, do you mind if I stay here for a bit?  I’m a bit far from home, and I’m not from here, so I would appreciate your help Ms. er, what’s your name”?  Silence.  Absolute silence.  Now under normal circumstances, you might have been a bit upset to be so rudely blown off to say the least, but there was something so off about this girl who hadn’t so much as even acknowledged your very presence that any complaints or comments you might have had about her attitude died in your throat before you could even open your mouth.

            “Um, look, I can tell you want to be alone right now and I can totally understand that,” you managed to get out, your voice rapidly climbing in pitch the more you tried to speak to the blonde, “so um, I’ll just b-be on my w-way now and…” trailing off again, you felt a shiver travel up your back as you began to slowly back up the way you had come so you could leave when:

            “Can you close the door please?  I know you said you are not from around here, but surely you know basic manners.”

            “Y-yes, r-right away!” you squeaked as you whipped around to do as you were told.  The blonde was still avoiding eye contact with you, but as least you knew she could speak.  Maybe she was shy or something like that?  Yet, you felt even if that was the case, what with your own history of social anxiety being a thing, the blonde girl acting the way she did was still bizarre to say the least.  Briefly wondering if she wasn’t as human as she had first appeared, your train of thought was rammed off the track as the blonde began to speak once more.

            “Could you get the light for me please? I have been meaning to get up to turn it off myself for some time, but I have not had the chance to do so.  Once you have done what is asked of you, please feel free to come sit on the rug with me, and I will be more than happy to host for you properly.  After all, you are my house guest, and I, Poniko, would hate for you to feel unease in your current situation.”

            “S-sure, no p-problem,” you practically whispered, the hairs on the back of your neck standing on end as you once again did as you were told despite every bone in your body screaming to run away.  Without a shadow of a doubt, there was DEFINITELY something wrong here.  True, Poniko as the ‘girl’ called herself hadn’t really done anything to you aside from talk,  and yet... just hearing her speak was such a terrifying thing to hear in and of itself.  Her tone was so icy and cold, almost like a doctor who was telling you you were on the verge of death but without anything but apathy and clinical coldness in their voice.  It took all your self – restraint to not burst into tears; she hadn’t even threatened you and yet hearing that icy tone was enough to have you on the verge of tears.  You wished you had just stayed in the snow world.  

            “Thank you, now if you do not mind, please t u r n a r o u n d f o r m e,”

            You wished you had stayed at home

            “W-w-what… w-w-who are you…”

            You wished you had never gone to the dream world

            “ああああああああああああああああああああああああああああああああああ*”

            “P-p-poniko… where d-d-did you go… p-p-please come back…”

            You felt like you were dying… what was that awful noise… was that thing making that noise…

            “'あああああああああああああああああああああああああああああああああ”

            “P-please don’t h-hurt m-m-me, I p-promise I-I’ll leave… just l-let m-m-me leave…”

            “ああああああああああああああああああああああああああああああああああ”

            Ÿ̵͈͝o̵̧̳̹̊̈͊ư̸͎̔͊ ̷̢̤̲̔͝w̸̡̟͇̋̓̐̆ī̷͓ṡ̷̛̻ḥ̵͓̭̆͂͒̒e̶̛̙̪͑͋͝d̵͈̠̍̄ ̴̼͈͍̪͂̎̇y̷̧̜͂ò̸͕̀͘͜ų̶̱̥̯̑͝ ̵͚͇h̷̼̠̞̻͐ā̷̠͐͆͝d̸͓̫̱̤͋̋̌ ̷̝̗̘̌̎̅̕s̴͓̈́͛t̴͈̭́̈a̶̧̟̠̺̅͐̈ẙ̶͙͂̚e̷͈̥̱͌̚d̷̪̞̎̒͝ ̸̟͕̫̙̏̄͘h̸͙̪̑ô̷̟̠̙̻̎̃̃m̷̺̻͛͜ȇ̶̡̳̇̏̊͜*