マンガ・コミック・
ゲーム・コミュニティ！

Like a bird on the wire, 
Like a drunk in a midnight choir 
I have tried in my way to be free. 
Like a worm on a hook, 
Like a knight from some old fashioned book 
I have saved all my ribbons for thee. 

If I, if I have been unkind, 
I hope that you can just let it go by. 
If I, if I have been untrue 
I hope you know it was never to you. 

Like a baby, stillborn, 
Like a beast with his horn 
I have torn everyone who reached out for me. 
But I swear by this song 
And by all that I have done wrong 
I will make it all up to thee. 

Bird on a Wire by Leonard Cohen
[Rendition by Johnny Cash]

buttheck:

a quick practice shichi for jisuk ♥

Aaahhhh Kim I love how you draw birds ahh his little feathers. Your linework is so beautiful. ;u; Thank you!

mystyartdump:

Tengu are silly. Draw a freeloading Kitsune instead.

I call this expression “Shichi what the actual fuck are you doing?”

Chiyo from here

Thank you so much! :) I think that’s the expression everyone has when dealing with his dumb.

jisuk:

Karasu: 四十三 Part 43 (Decision)

This is the last chapter of this book. I really want to thank everyone who has been following the story, even if you never comment/like/etc. The fact that you take the time to look at my writing means the world to me. To those of you who do give me feedback, ask questions, and tell your friends about it — thank you from the bottom of my heart. I’m so honored that you like my story and can feel for its characters.

Book Two will start soon, but I may be taking a short break to get my notes together. Don’t worry, Karasu still has a long, long way to go. Thank you!

Karasu: 四十三 Part 43 (Decision)

This is the last chapter of this book. I really want to thank everyone who has been following the story, even if you never comment/like/etc. The fact that you take the time to look at my writing means the world to me. To those of you who do give me feedback, ask questions, and tell your friends about it — thank you from the bottom of my heart. I’m so honored that you like my story and can feel for its characters.

Book Two will start soon, but I may be taking a short break to get my notes together. Don’t worry, Karasu still has a long, long way to go. Thank you!

jisuk:

The old home town looks the same
as I step down from the train
and there to meet me is my Mama and Papa
Down the road I look and there runs Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries

It’s good to touch the green, green grass of home.

Yes, they’ll all come to meet me
arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It’s good to touch the green, green, grass of home

The old house is still standing, tho’ the paint is cracked and dry,
and there’s that old oak tree that I used to play on

Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries
It’s good to touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, they’ll all come to meet me
arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It’s good to touch the green, green grass of home

Then I awake and look around me
at the four grey walls that surround me
and I realize, yes, I was only dreaming
For there’s a guard and there’s a sad old padre
arm in arm we’ll walk at daybreak
Again I touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, they’ll all come to see me
in the shade of that old oak tree
as they lay me neath the green, green grass of home

Green, Green Grass of Home - Written by Claude Putman Jr

[Rendition by Johnny Cash]

I realized that the picture I just posted will have no meaning unless you’ve read the most recent chapter… and like all of the book… really carefully.

S-sorry. OTL

The old home town looks the same
as I step down from the train
and there to meet me is my Mama and Papa
Down the road I look and there runs Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries

It’s good to touch the green, green grass of home.

Yes, they’ll all come to meet me
arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It’s good to touch the green, green, grass of home

The old house is still standing, tho’ the paint is cracked and dry,
and there’s that old oak tree that I used to play on

Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries
It’s good to touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, they’ll all come to meet me
arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It’s good to touch the green, green grass of home

Then I awake and look around me
at the four grey walls that surround me
and I realize, yes, I was only dreaming
For there’s a guard and there’s a sad old padre
arm in arm we’ll walk at daybreak
Again I touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, they’ll all come to see me
in the shade of that old oak tree
as they lay me neath the green, green grass of home

Green, Green Grass of Home - Written by Claude Putman Jr

[Rendition by Johnny Cash]

kanzashi-art:

Chiyo, the best organizer in Karasu. You can read Jisuk’s web novel here: http://jisukcho.com/karasu/chapters/ !

Your cosplay is always so amazing and I’m flattered that you’d want to do Chiyo! I love the eye makeup! *u* Makes me think she’d look good in black, actually. Thank you!

jisuk:

Chiyo’s “labeling system”