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10.04.25 | Vivian Bonsu, Character Revision — PT II

This is still a continuation of the character revision slides, to refresh the old one! It's a lot shorter this time, ahaha.

Sources for images below!^^

The only image taken from outside the Canva photo library is the woman on the Personality & Philosophy slide. She was taken from a pin, which was a scan of Vogue Italia from 1998.

27.03.25 | Vivian Bonsu, Character Revision — PT I

Hello! Previously I had made a slideshow for Vivian (Previously named Lotte) and it's been two years??? ?? ??

So I decided to update her slideshow/character information because she's changed alot! 🩷

Sources for images below!^^

The picture of the whale on the first slide.

For the wardrobe section:

1. Black skirt and red jacket (Atelier Boz).

2. Black skirt, white blouse and open jacket.

3. Black skirt, white blouse, closed jacket.

4. Mana-Sama's picture.

5. White blouse and long mermaid skirt.

6. The dolls on display.

The flowers are taken from Canva's photo library!

asami muehehe >_<!!

Considr liking? (*^▽^)/★*☆♪!!

made his tupper pfp

The Maiden of Forgetfulness & The Angel of Remembrance

Yamakawa Tomiko & Yosano Akiko.

More information about them below the cut!

Her nameless poem is dedicated to Yosano Akiko:

Yamakawa Tomiko was a fellow poet, however she was the total opposite of Yosano in the sense that she was obedient and modest. They were best friends (or perhaps even more? According to some sources!) for a long while, producing poetry magazines together, such as myōjo. Tekken — Yosano Akiko's husband — liked her for those reasons. Due to that, Yosano Tekken had destroyed their relationship by making them rivals for his affection. With poetry being published publicly on the matter, there was no privacy for them. Yamakawa, wanting the best for Akiko, decided to enter the arranged marriage her family prepared for her while Akiko married Tekken. She contracted tuberculosis from her husband, which led to an early death.

"I quietly surrender the red flowers to my friends, and weep and weave the forget-me-nots." (Source)

Which was also translated into English as,

I leave all the scarlet flowers

For the woman I love

And hiding my tears from her

I pick

The flowers of forgetfulness.

(Taken from Women Poets of Japan.)

𝗕𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗼 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆 𝗗𝗼𝗴𝘀 𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰

The last bit of summer in the middle of autumn.

Revamped art of Lotte :))

Literary Stray Letters

This wraps up Lotte's collection of short stories. I personally found this and the first story to be my favourites, so I hope you enjoy them too.^^

Literary Stray Letters

Hello! Looking forward to Autumn leaves falling?

This series/collection is dedicated to the literary pieces that contribute to my characters. This month, it's for Lotte! There are three short stories for her, which are all set during the 1930s-1940s in Ghana.

The Intrusion of Ignorance

The Lover's Robe

The Gullible & The Guilty.

Say, for example, if a character were to have a story attached to them, would you want that to be uploaded alongside the main plot?

As in, the story from which the ability comes from, alongside the main story?

18.08.23 | Lotte Williams, PT II - Characteristics

🎤: The second and last part to Lotte's slideshow/Infoshow! ✨I personally loved designing this part of her. Usually, my characters are quite extroverted, but she's an introvert-leaning ambivert, so it made me think about her hobbies and thought process better.

11.08.23 | Lotte Williams, PT I - Design

🎤: I've enjoyed making the slideshow, really. I think Lotte is the one I've worked hard on, and I'm excited to draw her and write for her! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

This is part 1 out of 2 for the slideshow! ✨

Next Friday's one will probably be characteristics, such as personality n' stuff!!

Kyouken! (Mad Dog)

This is an OC I'm working on!

so I'm making this character, and I really wanted her ability to be called 'Mad Dog' because of the connotation. I was also researching stuff and found out the dangers of them, which I wanted to explore with her ability. At the same time, I really like the sorrowful meaning behind bulls and the masculine connotation that's had with them.

so could I like, combine it?? like, if the ability is called 'Mad Dog' could I get away with it actually being personified as a bull?

Especially in BSD, there's alot of sorrow being confused with anger, and anger with sorrow, etc. Like Dazai & Chuuya and Atsushi & Akutagawa, Ango & Dazai.

So, hypothetically????????????

Quotes from she:

"I find that people are much more afraid of living - because there are more chances of being in pain. Not many fear death, but many loathe pain."

"If I gave you my heart you would chew it until it turned blue, and all the beautiful tapestries inside had been discolored, all the sweet melodies would turn into cacophonous shrieks. That is why I'll never give it to you."

"Do you think death is greedy and selfish, or lonely?"

"Some days, I feel a deep sadness for all the things I could not do or see. I stand outside and watch the sunset because I'm afraid it won't look the same tomorrow."

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Hopefully I'll finish her doc in February or something 🤩✨ I've actually loved working on her, she rivals my old OC for MHA, I spent four years on that one 🧍🏾‍♀️ The thing about BSD is that you get a range of authors, so you really need to think & analyze their philosophy and idealogy they display in their writing and poetry.

Lotte, WIP

 Quitting.

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Lotte sat on the bed, Dazai sitting up. He leaned on the bed frame, grabbing the whiskey from the bedside table. The sunset bled on the sheets, pure of any stain. The stubs of a cigarette fell and sizzled onto it. The bedsheet had now learnt impurity, the ashes making the delicate fabric curdle.

The glass clinked as it was solemnly lain on the table, the glass distorting the ugly brown.

 “There’s something funny about me, “ He began, tilting his head back as he looked at Lotte. Her thin dress strap fell off her shoulder as she patiently waited for him to finish, her cigarette amber at the tip.

 “I don’t actually like whiskey. “

She stared at him blankly, no distinct change in her face. “Then why do you drink it?”

 He sighed and looked to the window.

 “Isn’t better to taste something than nothing?“

 “No,“ She puffed out, “You'll lose your sense of taste with meaningless drinks.”

“Then why do you smoke?“  He leaned his cheek on his hand, watching the sun turn her dark eyes a luminated shade of orange, a pit in the middle.

 “Because I feel less stressed.”

They looked at each other for a moment. A lock from the hairs of time had fallen, chopped with the scissors of misery.

She took the glass and squashed the cigarette into it, letting it hiss until it burnt out.

 “I'm quitting today.“ 

He fell silent, watching the soggy cigarette butt fold in the cup.

 “I'm sure healthy lungs will look cute on you. “

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Lotte, WIP

WIP because I've been trying to figure out colouring it DJDJDJ