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karugoround · 8 months
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Linocut Nagizuru with reserve course materials.
Showing a bit of the process here (tw sharp tool)
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safeplace404 · 1 month
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all my komahina gacha designs so far. was trying to make a pink/punk au, and or a emo komaeda and trad hinata but I’ve been struggling to make original designs, cuz all of these are based off smth 😭
the poses matching up so well was a pleasant surprise, I didn’t make these together I just gave them each poses I thought fit them the best but most actually look pretty good together :D
in order
hopes peak before the tragedy
remnants of despair, is izuru a remnant idk
post game (literally the same as in game but Komaeda has a robotic hand)
anniversary outfits ^_^
Nagizuru AU (@ karugoround)
The Promise of Hope AU (Anton and Sasha - @ qwmko&umatehorfrea)
a. random vampire au. (my au)
bunnies!! (I wanted to make a rabbit hole video with Komaeda but haven’t gotten to it yet)
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draconicsparkle · 1 year
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I have a strong, sneaking suspicion that some will really REALLY like this nagizuru fic. The mental image it will paint in your minds will be a splendid one, for sure.
And if it makes you feel things, do feel free to share your thoughts. I am most curious.
As always, the au is by @karugoround! And I am very grateful for the chance to help these two grow and interact. Very fun indeed!!!
Hajime grumbled as he pushed his cart into the elevator. He was not pleased with how things had been going today.
The reason? Some imbecile had decided to leave a bucket full of water behind him while he was gathering materials and he had tripped over it, soaking his clothes. The laughs that his fall caused led him to believe it hadn’t been an accident. And unfortunately, Hajime didn’t have enough time to get changed. All he had been able to do was grab another change of clothes and put them on the cart to Izuru’s room. He hoped the Ultimate Hope would allow him to use his bathroom to change while he ate.
He tried to wipe his displeased grimace off his face as he swiped his card and entered the room. Of course, he wasn’t successful in fooling the best analyst in the world.
“It seems an unfortunate accident occurred. A possible sabotage? You know you only need to reveal their identity for them to receive their punishment.”
The offer was given to him half a second after he walked in. And Izuru looked to be a mixture of subtle amusement and not so subtle aggression. Hajime felt his mood improve upon seeing this, feeling slightly vindicated for his anger at the incident.
But he still shook his head. “I couldn’t really tell you. I didn’t see whoever put the bucket behind me. Just that they were new.”
Izuru rested his head on a hand while laying on his side. “I’m sure that’s the case. No one who has been here for more than a week would dare do such a thing to you otherwise. If only they knew what misfortune they have brought upon themselves.”
Hajime raised an eyebrow. “Wait. So you can affect people even if you’ve never seen them?”
“My abilities are not to be underestimated, my dear caretaker.”
Izuru fell silent after, sitting up on the bed and extending his arms for the routine tests. Hajime took a few moments to think on what he was told. It sometimes really did seem like Izuru really had surpassed human limits and was some supernatural force.
However, he didn’t dwell on these for long, as he didn’t want to make his charge wait any longer than he had to. So despite his discomfort of being in soaked clothes, he did the tests as he usually did. And he breathed a sigh of relief once he handed the plate of food off to Izuru. “I hope you don’t mind if I borrow your bathroom. I won’t be long, I swear.”
The experiment took his first bite, then nodded. “Very well.”
Breathing a sigh of relief, Hajime grabbed his dry clothing and entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He was quick to shed the wet pants, shirt, and suit jacket. Thankfully, his undergarments had escaped the water, so he didn’t have to remove those. But the same could not be said for his eye covering. He undid it, the strip of cloth lowered onto the wet pile. But as he moved to grab his dry set, he found himself drawn to what he saw in the mirror.
A body riddled with scars.
He quickly averted his gaze, not liking what he saw. All of them were acquired during his time at the lighthouse. And while he might not have any regrets in coming to this place, that didn’t mean he had no opinions on the scars. He was damaged. Worthless. Undesirable. No one would look his way if they knew what he hid under his clothing.
He sighed with a deep frown, reaching over to grab his shirt. But his progress was halted when he felt arms wrap around his waist from behind. Panicking, his eye shot back to the mirror.
He was no longer the only one in the bathroom. That much was clear by the sight of a smiling Izuru staring right into his working eye from the reflective glass. “S-sir? Was I… taking too long?”
He felt the hum as Izuru rested his head on his caretaker’s shoulder. “Not at all. I grew bored and wished to join you. And to see a new sight.”
Hajime frowned again. “It’s not much of a sight. I’m… not easy to look at anymore.”
“I have to disagree.”
The firm statement made the brunette pause, booting him out of his unhappy spiral. He looked over to the Ultimate Hope, who had raised a hand to begin tracing the scar on his chest. “Where did this one come from?”
Somehow, the question also eased his mind. “A lightning strike from three weeks into my job. I somehow survived without too much damage.”
“I see.” Izuru then moved to his right leg, where a nasty long cut disfigured his skin. “And this?”
“A week after recovering from the lightning strike. The ceiling gave out and sent lots of metal appliances crashing down. A sharp piece cut my leg open,” Hajime replied. “Thankfully, it doesn’t inhibit my ability to walk. I often forget it’s there.”
A finger then traced around his blind eye. “I know what caused this.” Then the pale hands reached down to grab his wrists. They lifted them up, displaying the several small cuts and burn scars littering his hands and arms. “But I do not know the origin of these. Do inform me.”
Hajime managed a small smile. “These don’t have crazy stories. They are all from minor accidents in the kitchen, preparing things for you. N-not that I blame you or anything! I would never!”
The white haired man laughed, the sound a wonderful noise. “Calm yourself, my dear caretaker. I assure you that the thought never crossed my mind.” He let go of the right wrist, returning it to its position around Hajime’s waist. But he kept hold of the left one, twisting and turning it as if trying to memorize every detail. “So many scars. So many encounters with harm. But you survived them all, even the dangerous ones. You have quite a tenacious soul. Something I am most pleased about. And I enjoy the sight of your collection, for it is an admirable one.” Izuru then raised the hand towards his face, planting a quick and gentle kiss to the damaged skin.
Hajime hadn’t thought it possible, but he felt the most intense amount of emotions flooding through his body. Nothing the Ultimate Hope had said or done to him had ever affected him this much. His entire body went scarlet. He knew this because he saw it happen in the mirror.
Izuru smirked, enjoying the sight, too. “My, my. One would think that you enjoy my praise. Do not worry though, for I shall reveal this information to no one. Your secrets are safe with me.” The experiment withdrew, stepping away and out the door. “My curiosity has been satiated. You may continue as you were. Though I do insist you keep the door open.”
The embarrassed whine that threatened to escape was barely contained. Just barely. He heard the bed creak as Izuru returned to laying on it, which prompted the brunette to complete the task he came into the bathroom to do. And as ordered, he left the door open. He got dressed in a speed he had never accomplished before, fueled by embarrassment most likely. Though his eye covering was being difficult for some reason. He tried and tried again as he left the bathroom, biting his lip in frustration as it slipped off another time. “Stupid thing. Stay on!” he muttered to himself.
“Calm yourself, Hajime. It won’t do to be so upset. Come to me. Allow me to assist.” Izuru’s gentle voice beckoned him over. And he dutifully obeyed without question. He sat on the bed near the experiment, feeling his cold fingers on his head once more. The fabric was woven around his face, placed and tightened with expert hands. It wasn’t long until the eye was fully covered.
But before he could stand up, the hands placed themselves on his chin, turning his head to make eye contact with the Ultimate Hope. The ruby red eyes scanned his face, observing him in his entirety. He appeared satisfied by this. “Not a hair out of place. Excellent.”
The blush that had just faded returned with full force. He was certain Izuru could feel it along with seeing it. But no additional emotion ran across the man’s face. A perfect doll-like smile, unreadable and unchanging. And a sight Hajime would never tire of seeing.
“Th-thank you, sir,” he stammered out, not daring to move out of the hold he was in. He wasn’t in charge here and he knew his place very well.
It didn’t last too long this time, Izuru’s hands and arms pulling back to slip under the covers again. “Now that you are properly dressed once more, I shall allow you to attend to your other duties. Oh, and do be sure to avoid the first floor today. I sense the new hire training will go poorly for a few souls.”
Understanding the implications, the caretaker nodded. “Yes, sir. I shall remain on the floors above.”
“Good, good. Now run along. I grow weary,” Izuru told him, eyes closing.
Hajime stood and pulled the covers up and around the experiment’s shoulders. “Sleep well. I shall see you soon.”
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aliveko · 1 year
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he is nuts
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A quick doodle of Izuru/Nagito bc I’m finally back!! and wow has the au progressed while I was gone
Nagizuru au by @karugoround​ !
And shoutout to @draconicsparkle​ who made me invested in their fics so so much.
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dice-nagito-ace · 1 year
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i love all izurus <3 they feel like a species at this point/j
BONUS
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Credits:
Kamakura Naegi belongs to @eggs-can-draw
Nagizuru belongs to @karugoround
SCP!Nagizuru belongs to @draconicsparkle and @karugoround :]
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suitov · 1 year
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The Ultimate Hope, Izuru Kamukura, who used to be nobody of any importance, swirled into the room in a cloud of white curls and crisp linen. His manservant, deep in homework books, half looked up and grunted.
"Absolutely unacceptable," Izuru said in lieu of a greeting.
Hajime chewed his pen.
Izuru took it away from him. "No inky-mouthed luck antics today. I'm not in the mood."
"I need that to... ugh." Hajime closed the textbook. "You're gonna keep pouting until I ask you what annoyed you, right?"
"Since you ask." Izuru whisked the homework stack aside and sat on the desk. The sudden proximity of his rear end sent Hajime's seat lurching backwards, barely staying upright. "The Ultimate Neurologist is utterly intolerable."
"So what else is new?"
"She tried to make me watch..." Izuru shuddered overdramatically. "Anime."
"You're such a pointless snob, Izuru." Hajime started trying to reach around the prominently present, perfectly pert posterior for his textbooks. "What're you afraid of? That you might enjoy it?"
"Little risk of that. She talks and eats throughout, both with her mouth open." Izuru's hand slammed down on the book stack before he could pick them up.
"So? Just say no thanks. It's not hard. Well, I guess being polite is hard for you..."
"I did, in fact, decline the invitation, and I was not unnecessarily rude, whatever you may imagine in that creaking Cresta Run you call a brain."
Hajime groaned and flung his hands up, accepting the books as a lost cause. "Then what?"
"Then..." Izuru put a hand to his chest and let fly a voluminous harrumph. "She said... 'Fine! If you can't keep up with the cool kids, go running home to your little boyfriend.'"
"What?!"
"Exactly!"
"Wh... what?"
"The nerve of the woman! As if a pinnacle of scientific masterwork would...!"
"Like I'd agree to...!"
"Yes! As if you'd shoot so far above your station!"
"I wouldn't even... wait, huh?"
"I was offended on your behalf. The thought of you forgetting your place to that extent-- stepping so far out of line...!"
"Hey, slow down..." Hajime put a hand to his forehead, where the usual Izuru Ouchies were starting to make themselves known.
"What a perverse wretch. I knew you'd understand."
"Uh." Hajime blinked a few times. Izuru always put on that air of superiority, it was true, but...
Izuru, his rant achieved, moved off his desk and went to pout on the room's single bed.
"You know, I always took it as at least partly an act."
"What, her persona? She wields crudeness like a rapier."
"No... not..." Where had his pen gone? He felt around under the desk. "So that's how you really see things, huh?"
"My perceptions can't even begin to be comprehended by a normal human being."
Thump, went his head on the underside. "I'm an Ultimate too, you know."
"By the slimmest of technicalities. Luck is no real talent."
"Well, nor is..." Being experimented on! Hajime emerged, rubbing his blossoming headache. "But... if you actually think nobody's worthy to be with you like that..."
"I do not," said Izuru, in that one especially self-absorbed tone, "hold positions unsupported by evidence."
"...then you're going to be very lonely for the rest of your life."
"I hardly think so." Izuru graced him with a smug glance. "After all, I have you, Hajime."
"You know what?" He'd risen to his feet before realising it. "Homework can wait. I'm going for a walk."
"Oh. All right, then." Izuru grandly waved him off.
Hajime would've slammed the door if Izuru hadn't modified the hinges to close with a whisper.
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eggs-can-draw · 1 year
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komaeda anon: ive come to the consensus that all izurus are like cats
They're the three flavors of cat - Bored - Sleepy - Vaguely unsettling
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lukewarmchicken · 1 month
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I love having a normal one.
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karugoround · 3 months
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Throws this to your face and runs away*
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valictini · 1 year
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Thrown directly into the lion’s den…
Based on this fic by @draconicsparkle taking place in @karugoround ‘s au where Nagito is the one who becomes Izuru, and Hajime becomes his caretaker. Specifically based on the scene when the door shuts and Hajime realises that they trapped him with Nagizuru hehehe
I couldn’t choose between these two versions so yeah 👉👈 The first one is closer to what I had in mind at the beginning, but I couldn’t make the smile work without losing some of the creep factor, so I tried to make him less bright and the smile worked much better!
Well either way…
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Hajime is fearing for his life
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theamityelf · 29 days
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We’ve got enough Kamukuras to fill up a bucket or something at this point, lol. Regarding that, what’s your thoughts on a Kamukurafied Komaeda? I’ve seen peoples takes on him before but I’m just curious on what yours would be
Oh, I love this. More Kamukuras than we know what to do with. I've definitely seen some sketches of a Nagizuru concept, and those were awesome, but let me think, lol.
I feel like his luck has to do something during the surgery itself. Like, I think we almost can't have a character with Nagito's luck and say his luck was being chill during something as pivotal and time-consuming as the Kamukura Project. So I'm thinking the scientists made a small but crucial mistake on him that is both good luck and bad luck depending on how you look at it.
I'm going to say, instead of just removing his emotions and autonomous motivation, the scientists manage to accidentally give him super overactive reward centers. The rest of the project was a success. His emotions are still gone in most ways, but now, unlike most Kamukuras, he gets powerful hits of dopamine for completing tasks. He considers himself lucky, since he's enjoying himself more than the other Kamukuras, but the result also means that he becomes severely pleasure-seeking.
The only thing he can feel is reward. This means he is addicted to practicing his talents, but it also means he will go out of his way to use as many of his talents as he can.
The scientists initially write this off as a positive; feeling highly rewarded for a job well done means he's more engaged in what they ask of him than any of his predecessors. Sure, they're a little worried when he starts disassembling and reassembling things over and over, worried that becoming addicted to small, meaningless busy work will start to take priority over the actual things they want him to do. But he's still a Kamukura, and he still eventually gets bored of repetition, so it's fine.
They should be more worried about the disassembling part. The fact that he feels just as rewarded by tasks he himself creates, just as rewarded by work he himself makes necessary, just as happy to fix what he himself breaks, should worry them more.
They should be really worried about how easily he gets bored.
But this trial of the Kamukura Project (and if we're including every other AU in this, then I guess he's Iteration 4, after Mahiru's Iteration 3, lol. Byakuya I still see as more of a joint endeavor between the Togami Corporation and Hope's Peak, not nominally a part of the Hope Cultivation Plan, but rather a "separate" project, maybe called the Heir Enhancement Plan. He's still called Byakuya Togami. Then again, it would make sense for Nagito to have been before Makoto, since I could see Hope's Peak using a luckster and a reserve course student one year, then the next year's luckster as well. Maybe Mahiru got thrown in because she caught them dragging off Sato, idk. So, Iteration 1 is Hajime's Izuru Kamukura. Iteration 2 is Nagito. Iteration 3 is Makoto. Iteration 4 is Sato, but for right now I'm saying there was some complication and she died while they were working on her. And Iteration 5 is Mahiru.)
But this trial of the Kamukura Project is really pleasant to be around. When the scientists question him, he's very eager to answer the questions. After all, positive social interactions are highly rewarding for him.
He's extremely physically affectionate with the other Kamukuras, though Makoto is the only one who always tolerates it, so Makoto is the one he goes the farthest with, especially when Izuru isn't around to stop him. (Byakuya will also intervene, but not as regularly. And Mahiru sees it as respecting Makoto's autonomy to let him decide who's allowed to touch him.) He'll just be cuddling Makoto and nuzzling into his hair, and Makoto is just blinking and stoic. Bonus points if Makoto says something like, "I like it," one time when they do this, and it's the first thing he's ever said he liked. His first opinion ever, as Iteration 3, is that cuddling is nice.
(Izuru will be jealous of this. And Nagito would feel extremely rewarded by the accomplishment.)
Nagito Kamukura does not have compassion or all that much regard for the consequences of his actions. Because of his new analyst talents, he's able to plan ahead which courses of action will be the most rewarding for him, which means his pleasure-seeking isn't short-sighted, but if a course of action contains 5 guaranteed instances of pleasure and 10 possible negative repercussions, it is probably full steam ahead on that plan unless he can think of one with more guaranteed instances of pleasure. The only consequences that matter are ones that limit his ability to keep doing things.
In the at-this-point-inevitable event that there's some mass breakout of the Kamukuras, I could see Nagito staying behind to tend to the few scientists who didn't immediately die by Byakuya's or Mahiru's hand. Once he finishes bandaging them up so they're on the mend, he'll break an arm here, a leg there, so he has more stuff to heal.
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fala-alfredo-pasta · 11 months
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Oh right, yeah I meant Nagito Kamukura and Mahiru Kamukura variants of Izuru. There's a couple Tumblrs out there that have done some Nagizuru art where he has a perpetual creepy cute smile (including one where he's a pseudo-SCP). And while it hasn't been outright confirmed, a lot have assumed the MK2 Project (protag!Mahiru AU) will likely reveal Mahiru was that AU's Kamukura. And there was even some fanart depicting her as protag!Mahiru's shadow.
OOOOOoooooo I just love game retellings from a different protag perspective!!!! I've seen some doodles of Nagizuru floating about here and there but I don't thnk I've ever seen one of Mahizuru 👀 that'll be exciting to see!!! Her with flowing blood red hair yeeessssss~
Izuru versions of characters are just so much fun~
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aliveko · 2 months
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a veeery long time coming illustration for @draconicsparkle ‘s fanfic of @karugoround ‘s Nagizuru AU
here’s the link to all the chapters! This one features Nagizuru in a flower field.. if you want to know what brought him and his servant into this scenery read on! It hasn’t been an easy way..
https://archiveofourown.org/works/43949782/chapters/110507266
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dice-nagito-ace · 1 year
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凪 (Nagi)
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Nagi - calm (at sea) or lull; taken from "after a storm comes a calm"
fanart for the recent chapter @draconicsparkle did :]
sobs i swear i put this in this acct, screw you tumblr
Credits:
SCP!Nagizuru belongs to @draconicsparkle and @karugoround
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suitov · 1 year
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"Nagizuru AU" welcome post
Making this because I've seen some of my old Nagito-became-Izuru posts getting likes. Hello and welcome! I suspect there might be some unintentional confusion going on here, so:
My posts in this series are not related to the AU by @karugoround...
But check theirs out! It's serious where mine is purely comedic. Theirs also has actual plot and at least one fanfic, whereas what you have here is a handful of fluffposts and Hajime suffering (though not quite to... that extent). 😁
My first what-if-Nagizuru post is here, in response to this ask (the ask has spoilers for a fanfic named Izuru Kamukura's Cuddly Toy; ficlet does not).
Shortly after meeting, Hajime is already putting up with being 'improved'
Is this deliberate...? (Yes it is)
It's Stockholm Syndrome probably
Art: Ultimate Despair, Ultimate Neurologist, Ultimate Fuck Off
It's a power play and Hajime's the piece
Izuru returns fuming from a checkup and spreads the annoyance around
The rest of my posts are all tagged "#nagizuru au". I only realised lately that we're both using that tag, which is probably where the overlap is coming from.
Anyway check out their stuff there's already a ton of good art you guys and Nagizuru is such a Creacher... he would definitely teleport behind you and say "nothing resserved kid" probably
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celamoon · 1 year
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