WHAT THE ———-
WHAT THE HECK, SO THIS IS OFFICIAL ART AFTER ALL!!!!!!?✨✨
/ Soukoku discussion ahead:
Okay, no, I'm sorry, I've seen it before, this is old news, I know, but I kinda thought someone had edited them together, especially because many people said it looked like they had kissed - being very debatable whether or not it is just battle dust/wounds or actual traces of them kissing......
In my own opinion: Dazai's "scratch" is a bit weirdly placed- but Chuuya's does look more like a normal scratch..
But then again, why is it the only place both of them even have scratches on their face??
The rest of their faces are completely clean, have they even been in a battle?
Wouldn't it be more realistic to have multiple small cuts, scratches, or at least some kind of dust or dirt then?
- Like this: Which Chuuya had in the actual Dead Apple movie:
Could be an artistic choice for the Official art piece ofc, but then, Why do they just have that one scratch, both of them???
Yeah, okay I guess it isn't directly unrealistic to get just one scratch, but both?? Almost the same place??? Both scratches even look to be made the same way, if you look closely. At least they are drawn the same way -
Either they just draw all scratches the same way, or this could mean they were from the same source. But ofc, we have no way of knowing, if that source is kissing, but it couuuld-
Okay, yeah, mayybe I'm/we're overthinking it since the, well- ~ship~
But I can definitely see how the whole Idea started.
I see it like this, it's probably some sort of actual scratch from battle, but it potentially being from a kiss, can't be completely ruled out either.
Here's a post from Reddit where someone pointed it out:
-Although in the start I thought, that's easy to add, it must be fanmade, looks like they used some scenes from Dead Apple, and... well..... yeah... Okay, I was likely a bit in denial at that point, even everyone around me talked about it as if it were Official.....
And just the fact that it says "HAPPY KISS!" in the text.... (( I am a Soukoku shipper, and now it's said- But Okay, I can be realistic - I can't speak Japanese, it's likely in some other context, but still, you can't help but let the thoughts run wild, and you know I'm right— And just.. The way Chuuya smiles so happily and innocently......!!! Chuuya please do that in the canon story as well— It kinda freaks me out a little though but still—
But... I don't know what to believe about this piece, to be honest.
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Even if they actually turn out to be romantically involved with each other somehow, it doesn't mean they necessarily kissed in this specific art piece. It could, but it doesn't have to be.
(Even if they haven't kissed I absolutely adore this art piece both as a neutral fan and a shipper..!!! The shipping is taking the upper hand though, that's just how it works, no point denying-))
And besides, would it really be hinted like this??
If it really was the Artist's/team behind this Official art piece's intention to make people think or doubt they kissed -if they actually HAD kissed- I bow in the dust to them- Damn-
It Would also mean that Chuuya and Dazai likely ALREADY have a relationship-!? In the course of the current timeline, I suppose. Which I imagine, is also one of many theories.
Like, I don't think an entire confession scene happened there, so if they kissed, it would have had to have been a thing already. Highly likely at least. Okay maybe I'm going too much into this now-
Personally, I would prefer to see a confession scene between them in the present, should they really come together romantically canonically.
But I certainly couldn't (or wouldn't!)) complain either if it turned out they have had a secret relationship this whole time-!!
Imagine the reactions—--! Someone must have drawn that scenario already. Damn, I wanna see it now- If you wanna, feel freeee to draw it and mention me so I can see~~ I would praise you to the heavens, for reading this far, and even drawing it- *ahem* anyhow-
However unlikely, one can always dream — Dream with me if you would like~ ✨
And I hope you enjoyed reading this whole silly delightful thing!! Hopefully, you really did, if you read all the way down to here-! 😅 ✨ It became longer than expected-
But well! No matter what - So it WAS from an Official Magazine cover from Spoon-2di!!
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These Magazines - Which I figured out was a thing after my last post, about what the heck the magazines were about - Now I know, MANY thanks to @originalaccountname ✨ ✨ ✨ ✨
They really do have some amazing Official art, just the covers alone!
Go check out my post that I linked, in it there are a good handful of them! Otherwise, just go Google "BSD Magazine covers" If You didn't know already, you will thank me later-!
Thanks for reading! Until next time-!
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close quarters
pairing: io laithe / estinien varlineau
word count: 690
note: finally giving a little headcanoned moment a spotlight. is there ever a good time to notice your friend's hot?
“You are going easy on me,” Io says through gritted teeth, shoving Estinien’s wooden lance away with her own.
He takes an easy step back, falling into a relaxed lean against the practice lance, eyeing her stance as she repositions. Her feet are too close together, as are her hands on the pole, leading to unwieldy movements he can predict before she makes them.
To her credit, they’ve only been at this for a bell or so. He’s seen worse.
...But he's seen better too. So, yes, he is taking it easy on her.
“We don’t have to keep at this. Surely there’s something else to do–”
“Estinien,” she huffs, standing at her full height and gesturing around them with the stick. “Have you forgotten we are at sea, and will be for another month? I need to train, and unfortunately, the occasional gull makes for poor sport.”
She all but pouts, beckoning him to continue with wide, pleading eyes. There is a thrum in his chest, something tiny and warm brushes against the fondness he holds for her.
Something new.
“Fine.”
If Io wants a lesson, he shall give her one. He slots his blunted weapon into the nearest rack and moves to her side.
“Hold it out,” he instructs. She does as he says with a giddy smile and without question, so he steps behind her. “Hands–” he covers hers with his own, then slides them into a more practical placement– “here, and here. Yes?”
“Wider grip, I can do that.” Io nods, her tied hair brushing his shoulder. A few strands lay across it completely.
Estinien inhales deeply, nodding too.
“Wider stance, as well. Stay low.” His hands move to her shoulder and waist, pushing her into a lunge position. He glances to the place his fingers meet her shoulder, ready to correct the slight stiffness she's still holding there, but his attention is drawn away.
Io's skin glistens in the midday sun, light twisting and refracting across the lean muscle of her back and arms, and under the thin sheen of sweat lie a dense scattering of freckles. Has he never noticed them? They spread across her back and down, down, to his other hand at her waist. Without a thought, his thumb slides over her skin, cutting a slow arc across her side. He watches it happen as if he’s lost control of his actions, expression turning to stone.
Estinien doesn’t move.
Doesn’t speak.
Doesn't breathe.
Io exhales at the touch, her firm posture betrayed by the unsteady breath. She seems otherwise unphased, even shifting further into the space of his arms. “Why must I be this low? It’s terribly uncomfortable.”
She turns her head, inspecting him from the corner of her eye, something like concern written on her brow. He’s been silent for too long. His hands are still on her, and his expression must be amusing if he takes Io’s sudden smile into account. She swallows, and he cannot help but watch the ripple of movement. Her lips, her throat...
“Stin. Silence can be an excellent tutor, but I do have questions.”
He steps away, clearing his throat as he ponders how to answer. There must be something else–anything else–on this godsforsaken deck to look at. “Store your energy so you’re ready to leap when the fight calls for it. You wouldn’t keep your bowstring at a full draw constantly. This is the same.”
“I see the logic in that. This looks better?” She holds her half-corrected stance, glancing at him for approval.
Estinien, busying himself with the small collection of practice weapons, peers at Io over his shoulder.
She does look much improved, but her form is no longer the only thing he notices. The sun on her skin, illuminating dark constellations broken only by her clothing. The delicate floral scent in her hair that faded as he moved away. Her gently teasing smile. The inexplicable compulsion to be next to her again. He now notices all these too.
Halone grant me the fucking strength.
“Aye,” he sighs, roughly jerking up a lance. “Much better. Let’s go again.”
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