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Part 1/2
A comic based on the first chapter of my fanfic “Cigarettes are Love Letters In the Eyes of Addicts’ which was originally a comic idea anyway!
Sorry for my handwriting being so bad. I tried to put in text, but it didn’t look right to me, so I just tried my best lol.
I don’t make comics regularly, so take that into account when viewing the panel layout and technical aspect of these pages...
NEW CHAPTER UP BTW
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Drops this at your feet like a happy dog with a carcass
Follow the Rules or Get the boot! (Chapter 3/3)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
GUESS WHO'S BACK MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!
⚠️16+ Do NOT read if you are underage
This is SMUT I am SERIOUS. ⚠️
A thing I drabbled while trying to finish this dang final chapter of the Bodyswap au. It went nowhere and solely exists to braindump words. enjoy? i guess?
What does Mondo think of him? What does he think of himself? In this theoretical universe in which nothing is wrong. In this universe in which high school is normal. One is the enforcer and the other the antagonist and yet they mesh together. Mondo sees an innocence within Kiyotaka that mirrors an inane discomfort within himself. A strength he was forced to take on like a burden, yet does not project an infantilization onto Kiyotaka, but rather a wish of a simpler life than his own he received. From Mondo’s own perspective, Kiyotaka is the normality. The representation of a perfect classmate and a perfect, moral high ground. His execution is flawless and his attitude, while poignant and sharp, is well-meaning with good intent. Aside, there is indeed a kinship within the two specific opposites. The desire to hold those close within a safety. To take the metaphorical bullet. And like two folding upon each other to receive the pain in another's stead, it comes with a herding of a flock. Harsh hand when it necessitates, but a general understanding and love for those close enough to receive it. But then, what does Kiyotaka think of himself? No doubt there is a high standard to reach. A peak, of sorts, that is desired out of himself. Drawn from within his understanding of the world, forced, of course, by a familial history he is well aware of. In such, there is not just a desire for perfection but the need for it. A specificity that could drag him deep into a despair if he dared let himself go so far as to crumble underneath the pressure he puts on himself, one that is also, in some cases forced upon him. One he accepts with grace and a wobbly smile. Because it is all he knows how to do. Here, however, there are buffers. Exceptions to these laws of Ishimaru’s nature that refuse the perfection. Friends, such as Mondo, whom while motivate him to reach that peak, force his hand in understanding that he is only a person and nothing more. He may see himself as said enforcer, an embodiment of the laws in which he upholds, the rules, if you will. Yet with his connection to others, his friends, there comes a messier understanding of himself that does not have the chance to show elsewhere. Without negative influence, there is room to harbor emotion. Allowing a flourishing of oneself that may only appear in the right conditions. Unisolated, comforted, happy.
Hey, this is just a friendly PSA.
If there's a fanfiction that you really like that hasn't updated in a little bit, don't go on there and comment how you don't think it will ever update again and it makes you sad to assume so...
Because life shit happens and sometimes there are things more important than updating a free-to-read story that is entirely composed on MY OWN TIME.
And now I don't want to update it. Just because you said that.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
⚠️16+ Do NOT read if you are underage
This is SMUT I am SERIOUS. ⚠️
With that out of the way... Third chapter of my bodyswap fic, Mondo's POV, one more chapter to go!
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Cigarettes Are Love Letters in the Eyes of Addicts- Chapter 6: Sauna Scene Remix! (But Make it My Way!)
Hey look! I haven't forgotten about our good ole boys here in the non-despair universe! I'll probably be finishing up the other two short stories before I get on to the next Assassins! Chapter. So also be on the lookout for those! When...ever I have time...
I'm also doing artfight over on
https://www.artfight.com/~glareandgrowl
If you wanna see what drawing stuff I've been doing! I'm hoping to get one a day finished to flex some muscles and develop some new skills!
Cheers!
-Goose
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The smut chapter (18+ fic)
(Summary: Kiyotaka finally finds himself alone after a long day of pretending to be Mondo, hoping a nice warm shower will ease his stress. It eases some other things too.)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
(Danganronpa THH Spoilers!!!)
Summary: Junko Enoshima has finally been captured by the Future Foundation, and will be tried for her crimes against the world. The dead will play witness to her testimony, whether Kiyondo is willing to hear or not.
Managing to survive what would have been a fatal blow to the head, Kiyondo Ishida, formerly known as Kiyotaka Ishimaru, must now traverse this strange and new world with only the memento of his Kyodai's jacket on his back, and an unquenchable rage in his soul.
(A solo chapter character study on if Kiyotaka had been one of the survivors, based off the song Dear Dictator by Saint Motel)
(Ok be honest with me here. This started out as a simple idea based on the song Dear Dictator. Unfortunately, this 3k word chapter is all that encompasses what I imagine listening to Dear Dictator. But I do have at least 4k more words for the actual Class Trial. But that's only if any of you actually want to read it.
Because I've finished what I set out to do originally, and the rest is just be gerrymandering to an inconclusive ending, and since I have at least 5 other projects I could put my time and focus into, I need serious feedback about whether you all would genuinely want to see this 'story' "finished". Because, and I'm being honest myself here, I don't want to put my time and effort into something that no one would read, or want to read.
Just being real.
Please comment on here or on my ao3 (@/glareandgrowl) and shout at me whether or not you want to see a [Class Trial: Start!] chapter.)
