Here we are! Our first release as a scanlation group of AidaIro’s brilliant debut one-shot, Dear My Living Dead. It’s kind of a predecessor of the main Toilet Bound Hanako-kun series, so it’s interesting to see the thematic links between the two works. Everyone in our team has been working very hard on it - I’m incredibly proud to see how far we’ve come! We hope you all enjoy reading DMLD and look forward to our future scanlations~ Wormokke signing off! ^^
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All the cute nicknames Victor Frankenstein called his son throughout the book:
catastrophe
miserable monster
demoniacal corpse to which I have so miserably given life
an ugly mummy
a thing such as even Dante could not have conceived,
the filthy daemon to whom I have given life
no human
the wretch whom I had created
sight tremendous and abhorred
unearthly ugly being
too horrible for human eyes
miserable head
vile insect
abhorred monster
wretched devil
you, whose joint wickedness might desolate the world
too horrible for human eyes to behold
the filthy mass that moved and talked
wretch whom I dreaded
villain
monster of my creation
fiend
figure most hideous and abhorred
+ bonus - all the cute ways captain Robert Walton described Victor’s son on 1 page:
a form which I cannot find words to describe
never did I behold a vision so horrible as his face, of such loathsome, yet appalling hideousness
tremendous being
scary and unearthly in his ugliness
Tag yourself I’m “the filthy mass that moved and talked”
I always liked Roger from 101 Dalmatians because I admire a person who, when faced with someone they dislike that’s invading their space, just aggressively plays jazz instruments at them until they leave.
Ravenclaw: Reading in the common room into the late night when the wind is whistling around the tower, earl grey tea, vanilla scented candles, midday naps by an open window, admiring the view of the changing trees from Ravenclaw tower, study sessions in the library on rainy days
Slytherin: Cob webs in the common room, the lake rapping hard against the windows on especially windy days, hot coffee, late night studying, the softest and coziest robes, spearmint candles, waking early and seeing frost on the ground
Gryffindor: Pumpkin carving contests, sitting by the fireplace telling stories, woodsy and musk scented candles, staying up too late with friends in the common room, evening adventures testing limits near the Forbidden Forest and Great Lake, hot chocolate, wearing their red and gold house colors more proudly than ever
Hufflepuff: strolling through the grounds on sunny yet chilly early autumn days, always being the last table to leave the Great Hall after dinner because of the enjoyment of good food and friends, pumpkin scented candles, chai tea lattes, adding a cozy blanket from home to their dormitory beds, opening windows to enjoy the breeze and smell of the earth during fall
you know when you’re all negative and you feel like nothing is gonna get better in your life and so you put your headphones on to distract yourself and you start listening to a song and so you start thinking about who the song belongs to and see that it’s the artist that you discovered when you needed someone the most. and that gives you nostalgia and you smile a little and feel so greatful for somehow having them, because they make you feel less lonely and sometimes they make you forget about those bad thoughts or problems in your life and it’s like you’re happy for a bit?
i think it’s one of the best feelings ever because someone who doesn’t even know you is able to make you feel so much only with a song or a video or a picture. it’s magical, it feels so unreal. you know what i mean?
listening to pentagon’s violet is like crying into a lavender blanket as it rains outside
english: cozy borrowed hoodies, rustling papers, “i can’t read”, thermos filled with tea, illegible notes in the margins, sleeping with shakespeare covering your face, daily journaling, doodling through lectures
math: shaky hands during tests, the familiar feel of a calculator in your palm, dead silence when you work, flipping through the textbook, easing through problem sets, swapping pens for pencils, wistfully looks out the window
history: summaries of bills and acts on chart paper, the scratch of sharpies, eternal group projects, granola bars hidden under desks, hand cramps from writing, squinting at the board, being told off for talking to your friends
art: paint stained jeans, braiding your friends’ hair, lightning-quick gesture drawings, rivers of sunlight in the classroom, headphones in, snacks strewn around you, snapping charcoal (accidentally!!), wet clay on your fingers
foreign languages: hours of conjugating charts, subtitled films, loopy gel pens, mumbled presentations, repeated listening exercises, forgetting vocabulary immediately, the sound of someone writing with chalk, late breakfasts
gym/health: rewatching mean girls for the 100th time, iced coffee, morning runs under the gentle sun, oversized t-shirts, squeaky floors under sneakers, gossip on the bleachers, avoiding the school pool, rolling up your shorts
science: high ponytails, rapid memorization that fades after the test, frowning while you work, old classroom TVs with dated science programs, whispers and giggles between powerpoint slides, searching for not-gross lab goggles (and not finding them)
Century
15th
16th
17th
18th
19th
20th
Art movement
academic art
art nouveau
baroque
classicism
cubism
dadaism
expressionism
fauvism
impressionism
neo-classicism
post-impressionism
pre-raphaelism
primitivism
realism
renaissance
rococo
romanticism
surrealism
symbolism
ukiyo-e
Continent
asia
europe
latin america
middle east
oceania
us & canada
Themes and motifs
animals
architecture
biblical figures
fantasy
greek myth
historical figures
interiors
landscapes
literary characters
mythology
nature
norse myth
portraits
roman myth
society/people
the moon
the sea/ocean
the sky
urban/cityscapes
war
Genre
abstract
animal painting
cityscape
genre painting
history painting
landscape
portrait
seascape
self-portrait
still life
"And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!"
-Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights