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spectralreplica · 7 months
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My gift for @villainartist as part of @drv3giftexchangeclub
Ignore that these are more fall colors and clothing weights, it's TOTALLY summer!!!
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hello fandom that I have not contributed to in months
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detectivesplotslies · 4 years
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Hey guys it’s been a bit since I posted marker doodles, so have some I sent to folks with purchases from my shop! I still have charms and prints available there if anyone would like anything~ Find my shop here: https://caeboa.bigcartel.com/ Bonus:
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ktophers · 4 years
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Warnings: description of dysphoria
Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22336981
Tired Of This Body
Ouma walks into class with his nails painted, one day.
Kaito is left awkwardly staring at him for longer than he’d like- longer than usual, at least. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d spent too long glaring at the other boy, but normally it’s after he does something purposefully annoying to incite Kaito.
“Aww, what’s wrong, Momota-chan?” Kokichi croons, his voice just a tad bit curious, “Am I really so pretty that you can’t look away?” As he talks, he gestures vaguely with his hands, and Kaito can see the rainbow spread out across his nails.
Kaito clears his throat.
“Nothin’s fuckin wrong,” he mutters, “Just-”
Kaito remembers how his grandmother had once caught him surrounded by her makeup in the bathroom, smearing purple eyeshadow all over his lids, trying to apply eyeliner with shaky, imprecise hands.
He remembers how she had screamed at him afterwards, how she had told him that he was responsible for being the man of the house, now that his father was dead-
Kaito clears his throat once more, looking away with guilt clear in his eyes. “Nothing’s fucking wrong,” he repeats, his voice firm, confident- manly.
--
Shinguuji tells him that they think he’d look nice with his ears pierced, one day.
Kaito stammers, mouth opening and shutting wordlessly for a moment. “I don’t think that’d be a good idea,” he finally admits, “Just wouldn’t go with my look, y’know?”
“Oh?” Shinguuji replies, head tilting just slightly to the side, their long hair shifting across their shoulders and catching the light like a snake’s scales, “I think you would look quite fitting with some galaxy-themed earrings; stars, or whole constellations, perhaps.”
Kaito immediately shakes his head. “Nah, that’s just not- just not somethin I think I’d look right in.” He nervously pulls at one of his earlobes, looking down and away. Orion is one of his favorite constellations, and for just a moment, he wonders if he could find earrings in the shape of it-
“Sorry,” he says quickly, “But no. Definitely not.”
He doesn’t quite know what he’s apologizing for. Maybe it’s just because he’s not the type that likes discouraging other people’s ideas.
Or maybe, it’s for the word he had called Shinguuji at the beginning of the year, before he’d quite realized the gravity of it. Maybe it’s for the fact that he still doesn’t know how to look at Shinguuji right, how to refer to them, how to forget the sound of that word coming out of his grandparent’s mouths.
How to not flinch in fear when the anthropologist mentions once that they wear lipstick.
--
Gender is a tricky thing, Kaito quickly realizes.
Hope’s Peak is different than where he grew up- people talk about themselves, here. People talk about futures that don’t involve a husband and a wife and 2.5 kids.
Ouma talks proudly about being gay, about being gender non-conforming. Shinguuji had asked them all halfway through the year to refer to them using they/them pronouns, something Kaito hadn’t even realized was possible. Miu is trans, something she’s not at all ashamed of, exclaiming that she wants as many people as possible to look at her tits considering how much she’d paid for them. Shuichi, meanwhile, is trans but prefers to keep it quiet, only mentions it when Kaito works him a little too hard during training and his binder makes breathing difficult.
Gender is a tricky thing, Kaito thinks, as he stands in front of his mirror and gels his hair up and grins wide as he makes himself into someone recognizable, someone his grandparents are proud of.
He sprays on cologne even though he doesn’t quite like the scent of it, doesn’t shave off his goatee even though it has a tendency to itch, because it accentuates his jawline, makes him look older.
Gender is-
Kaito doesn’t know. He is a man, he thinks. He wants to be a husband with a wife and 2.5 kids one day, he thinks.
He wants his grandparents to be proud of him, he knows.
So he keeps his cologne, his facial hair, doesn’t touch the nail polish Shuichi brings out during a boys’ sleepover, rejects the eyeliner Amami offers him while they’re getting ready one day.
He knows who he is.
Or at the very least, he knows who he’s supposed to be.
--
There comes a point where he can’t quite deny it anymore.
There comes a point when he looks at himself, and his gelled up hair, and his clean white button-down, and he is no longer in his own body. His grandparents call and he talks to them about how happy he is at school, how well he’s fitting in, and yeah, of course there’s a girl he’s got his eye on, yeah, yeah, he’ll ask her out when he gets a chance.
Kaito takes a shower hot enough to turn his skin raw, hot enough that he’s able to feel something, and he throws on the loosest T-shirt he owns, pulls his hair into a low ponytail at the base of his neck, goes for a run around the school until it gets dark enough out that he can’t see himself in the mirror when he gets back to his room.
His chest heaves for breath and he pretends it’s just from the exercise. There is sweat running down his face and maybe something else too, something he won’t admit to as he rubs at his eyes, as he scratches at his arms and imagines them as belonging to someone else, someone that knows what to do with them.
He sleeps with his knees pressed to his chest that night. Thinks about waking up and stepping out of his body as if it were a cocoon, something temporary, something he could abandon and be celebrated for.
How wonders how they all do it- Ouma, and Shinguuji, and Miu, and Shuichi- wonders how they know who they are. Wonders, if at any point, they didn’t, wonders if they had to find out, how long it took.
He wonders how long it will take until he knows.
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“You know,” Ouma drawls, rolling over onto his stomach to stare directly at Kaito, “You don’t have to try so hard.”
Kaito blinks at him. “What?”
Ouma just scrunches up his nose. “You wear too much cologne.”
Kaito just scoffs, chooses to take that as an insult. “Yeah? Well, if we’re doin critiques, you’re not nearly cute enough to be this damn annoying.”
“Oh? Do you think I’m cute, Kaito?” Ouma laughs, a bright, delighted noise as he flutters his eyelashes and props his chin up in his hands.
“Wha- how is that what you took out of what I just said-”
“And you know what else?” Ouma says, speaking right over Kaito to continue making whatever point it is he wants to make, “I think you could stand to use a little less concrete in your hair, too.”
Kaito stammers, and Ouma takes advantage of his indignation to reach forward and run his hands through Kaito’s hair, scruffing it up and ruining the style in the process.
Kaito tackles him, and Ouma laughs and scrambles away, and Kaito laughs just a little bit, more than he’d ever admit to.
Later, he ties his hair into a ponytail once more instead of bothering to fix it.
--
“How’d you know?” Kaito asks idly, kicking his legs back and forth off the roof’s edge, gazing out at the wide spread of stars in front of them, “About the whole- gender thing, I mean.”
“Ah,” Shinguuji answers, looking contemplative for a moment, “That is… a bit of a difficult question, for me. But it doesn’t have to be.”
Kaito turns to look at them, brows furrowed. “Huh? Whaddya mean?”
Their eyes drift shut, their voice beginning to go light and reedy as they speak. “... Gender, as a concept, has differed greatly across cultures. What many believe to be true right now- the fact that there are only two genders, male and female- is both wrong biologically and socially. As a scientist, you probably know that hormones and sex characteristics, as well as chromosomes themselves, can get complicated. The same can be said about the different genders associated with different cultures, subcultures, and religions, along with the pronouns that are associated with each-”
They clear their throat, their hands falling back down into their lap from where they’d grabbed onto their own shoulders in some facsimile of a hug. “Ah, but I am rambling,” Shinguuji says, “My point is- gender can be complex, and highly varied, on a larger scale. But on a personal scale, you should do what feels right for you; I feel best when people use they/them pronouns for me, and I prefer to dress femininely. It is as simple as that.”
Kaito nods slowly, just taking that in for a moment. “Right. So you… realized you didn’t feel comfortable with how people referred to you before, and you just changed things up?”
Shinguuji laughs a little, their expression almost soft despite the sharpness of their cheekbones. “I suppose… yes, that is one way to put it. If you don’t mind me asking… Why are you asking, Momota-kun?”
Kaito shakes his head. “I’m just new to this, is all. I’ve been… thinkin about it.”
And he does, indeed, proceed to spend the next few weeks thinking about it.
--
And then, one day, everything clicks into place.
“Hey, hey, Momota-chan, let me do your make-up!” Kokichi exclaims, a pilferred tube of eyeliner and some lipstick clutched tightly in his hands.
“No fuckin way am I lettin you touch my face,” Kaito scoffs, “You’d probably just end up writin some shit.”
“Ah- may I, then? I think I may have a bit more experience than Ouma-kun,” Shinguuji says, their eyes curious, tone careful.
Kaito considers that for a moment, two. Finds he’s not as opposed to it as he thinks he should be.
“Fine, but-”
“But I get to do his nails!”
And that’s how Kaito winds up with Shinguuji less than an inch from his face, gently holding him still as they trace across his eyelids, Ouma’s touch just as light as he holds Kaito’s hand in his.
“Hey,” Kaito murmurs, careful to keep his mouth from moving too much so as not to mess up Shinguuji’s work, “I think I’m… y’know.”
“Gay?” Kokichi chimes in.
“Um-” Kaito stammers, and Shinguuji leans back for just a second to allow him time to compose himself before they continue moving, “I- maybe. I meant though, the whole gender thing, I think I’m… neutral on it? Or, like, I just don’t… when it comes to masculinity, I’m-”
“You don’t have to try so hard, Momota-chan,” Kokichi interrupts, his small fingers rubbing soothingly across Kaito’s knuckles.
“Indeed- like I said, it’s more simple than you’re making it out to be. We can look into labels later, yes? Thank you for trusting us with this.” Shinguuji caps the eyeliner, takes only a moment more to clean up the edges of it with their finger.
Kaito’s brows furrow, and he has to look away, mouth growing dry at their support. “I… thanks. For- for helpin me with this shit.” He slowly meets both of their gazes, a faint smile on his face as the shame slowly dissolves away from under his skin.
“And, hey,” he murmurs, “I got somethin else to say.” They both raise an eyebrow at him, looking curious. “... I think I wanna kiss you two.”
And that, too, goes better than Kaito could’ve ever hoped.
Besides the nail polish and lipstick that end up smeared all over his skin, of course.
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rene-elric · 5 years
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Drew the bois chilling together
Thanks to @mandowo I can’t stop thinking about this ot3 
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pjbart · 5 years
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kiyo flirts with boys 
happy birthday kork, you strange, noodley man
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himiko-yumehellno · 5 years
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Kokichi, to Korekiyo: I've braided your hair now you have to marry me
Korekiyo: reasonable exchange
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luckcycler · 5 years
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The story behind making this picture is that I posted a cursed minion radiator on a discord server and got put into a clown box as a role. I had to appease the mod @dykeenvy in some way so at least my clown box would be purple. 
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lovely-luminary · 5 years
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Ouma is too powerful.
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dearleader · 4 years
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tell us ur feelings,,,,
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     i don’t even know where to Begin. i just spent the last few hours reading fanfic and i’m… so weak. i thought i was picky with ships but nope. i was wrong and i love them all and they’re all so perfect.     i’m either roleplaying or plotting 5 of these ships, for the others i’m gonna continue reading the same two fanfics until i die. 
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wtwo-archive · 4 years
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its mandowo do kowekiyo pwease
sexuality headcanon: gay. loves boys. loves them so muchgender headcanon: their gender is korekiyoa ship i have with them: i just love him w all the v3 boys but i have soft spots for amaguuji, oumaguuji and kiyoumota...a brotp i have with them: i think korekiyo and mukuro should be friends :) as well as kork and angie as bestiesa notp i have with them: this one is fairly obvious i don’t have to say it. i’m also just not a fan of korekiyo/girl ships in general bc of the things he’s done and his traumaa random headcanon: korekiyo cuts their hair postgame. i know this is everyones postgame hc for them but. its just so good. also they start using they/them pronouns alongside he/him postgamegenral opinion of them: i love love love korekiyo so much hes my biggest comfort character ive cried over this fucking twink before i love him so much. that is all
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big8cola · 5 years
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you’ve heard of oumota. now get ready for kiyomouta? did i spell it right
kiyoumota is good, im not super duper into it but the dynamic is cute
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so I logged onto tumblr today guys-
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detectivesplotslies · 5 years
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A sketch I did for @dykeenvy a little while ago. I like soft hugs and these boys deserve one.
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ktophers · 5 years
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If I may be so bold, envision this: an AU where Kiyo's royalty and heir to the throne, and betrothed to Lord Ouma (arranged, btw). Though they both come to fall hard for each other after some initial hesitation, they also find themselves having the hots for a certain head of Kiyo's royal guard (Sir Momota).
Why YES anon u may be so bold! I uh started talking about this au with friends and adafsgdg we got a little bit carried away with the worldbuilding and came up with a three way arranged marriage au sorry not sorry. @luckcycler made some lovely designs for this au and said I could post them with this ask so here they are!
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And here's some background info on the au:
-all three of them are royalty, Kokichi and Kiyo are kings while Kaito's still a prince
-Kokichi comes from a very brutal/militaristic kingdom in the north, if you show any weakness or you're not a good ruler for your people they basically are going to want you dead, he's a king because his parents were assassinated a few months ago, royalty doesn't get funerals tho they just get their ashes spread on the palace lawn to return to the soil and be walked upon by the common people eventually, he sacrificed his eye in a special royal ceremony to represent what he's willing to sacrifice for his kingdom, other kingdoms don't know about how brutal his is bc his kingdom is relatively closed off except for some trade
-Kiyo's kingdom is right below Kokichi's, they're more interested in trade and exploration than war, his parents died when he was young and since the throne is passed down to sons before it's given to daughters he became king, his sister is his advisor and basically takes advantage of his love for her/dependence on her to get him to pass any policies she wants, so even tho their kingdom isn't very warlike some of the policies are getting crueler and crueler and they just had their first public execution in decades recently, they also do have a yearly human sacrifice ceremony where one person is chosen to live in the courts for a year before being sacrificed at the end of it
-Kaito's kingdom is below Kiyo's in the south, it's vaguely similar to like ancient Greece and the vibe of Athens in that they are still prepared for war but they're also interested in research and science and philosophy, kaito also has a harem that's more interested in each other than they are in him and they basically function more as advisors than a harem bc he's gay and a lot of them are as well, his grandparents are the ones in power right now, and he's a good ruler even though Kokichi finds him naive and is almost jealous of him bc of how little he's suffered for the crown
-Kaito and Kokichi's countries have had skirmishes at their small border for awhile now and in order to prevent a full on war that would harm the trade business and would likely drag Kiyo's country into it as well, a three way marriage was arranged, originally suggested by Kokichi
Feel free to send me asks about this au bc I love it!!!
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cowbov · 5 years
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do you happen to enjoy oumota by any means ... and possibly... kiyoumota.......
Not a big Oumota fan tbh... I don't actively seek out content of them but it's cute sometimes. If someone wanted to rp it with me I'd probably be chill with it tho.... I prefer Saimota. Kiyoumota is Oumota with Korekiyo tho right? ....... I didn't know it was a thing but I can vibe with that.
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