It’s Me, Cannibalism Georg

@katakuriweek day 5: birthday

I saw lots of Kata having parties thrown for him! Which is awesome! But I think a good birthday for this stressed ball of Mochi would be one where he gets to sleep in, stay in pjs all day, and generally laze about…

@katakuriweek day 4: family

I draw Kata with his siblings being very responsible and sweet a lot, so I thought I’d do something a little different- he’s gotta be the Perfect Sibling with the others, but that doesn’t mean he can’t body Daifuku and Oven sometimes when it’s just the three of them!

@katakuriweek day 3: tea! This was just an excuse to have Kata’s cup of tea be basically the same size as Pudding’s whole body….

@katakuriweek day 2: tattoo

Rooftop hangouts!

I’m doing a lot of style experimenting as I figure out how to draw digitally- resulting in some oddities like the solid chunk hair here, bc I was using One brush for the whole thing and the texture didn’t… really work for hair. Also, it turns out I like messier pencil-texture lines, not clean pen lines… it’s all good learning moments!

Pov ur Dr. Ragland and something has gone terribly, terribly awry.

The 🅱️oneless crew doing morning stretches!!

“I think I knew, on some level, that you weren’t… my brother, the moment you staggered through my door.” Dana said, arms tight around Alex’s shoulders. Void wailed, trying to pull away, the rejection worse than a rocket through the chest. “Shush, I need to say this. And you need to hear it. You aren’t my big brother. Okay? You aren’t. But us Mercers don’t let go. You’re one of us. Alex, Zeus, Blacklight, whatever name you decide to use, you’re the last part of my big brother, and that makes you mine.” Dana worked one hand under Alex’s hood, reminding the biomass how to separate. She petted the imitation of soft hair gently, even as her other arm remained as immobile as a steel beam to a human. Alex could squirm free. Probably. Void pressed vois face into Dana’s shoulder harder, shaking in the aftermath of her words.

“It- it’s okay- that we aren’t him?” Alex asked hesitantly. Void tried so hard to be- to fill shoes whose outlines void couldn’t even see, so far away they were. To know void had never measured up in vois entire short existence was… painful. And yet. Dana claimed voim wholeheartedly, wrapped around as much of Alex as she could reach. The idea of being vois own self was as exhilarating as it was terrifying. Void didn’t know who that was.

“Yeah, kid. I’ll miss him for the rest of my life, and I’ll never understand why the fuck he- rrgg. But if he taught me anything it’s that big siblings are meant to look after their baby siblings. So you’re stuck with me keeping an eye on you forever.” Dana said, still petting Alex’s hair. That was relieving, to know void could continue to rely on Dana. The future outside of Manhattan was less terrifying if it could have quiet moments like this.

“Good. Be lost, otherwise. Need you.” Alex admitted, because it was true. Dana could probably feel it was with their minds still tangled together. Existing was less confusing and horrible with her right there. She huffed a watery laugh and tightened her grip on Alex.