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THINKING ABOUT MY DESCRIPTION OF FUYUHIKO IN THE DRABBLE I'M WRITING...

The yakuza stood poised in an expensive black suit, the dim light from the closet casting over the fabric in a way that showed off its subtle sheen. Burgundy accents traced the edges of the jacket and cuffs, adding a pop of colour without being too harsh on the eyes. It suited him, In Hajime's opinion.

His hair had grown out slightly since last month, no longer buzzed close to the scalp like it usually was. The top was left a bit longer, to which he had slicked back, probably for the occasion. The blonde claimed that he wanted to try something different with his hair and since he hasn't buzzed it all off, Hajime can only assume that he's been enjoying it.

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Sunflowers In Rain

|| Silas Akamine centered | An OC drabble

Genre : drabble, hurt/no comfort

CW / TW : yelling, death, slight medical mentions ? i'm terrible at tags

Summary : Silas goes out for a special occasion, someone tagging along with him for it.

A/N : I did not edit this or tweak this after writing it so it might be messy... But for a little background, since Silas has never been mentioned before this - Silas Akamine is a Danganronpa OC of mine ! He is the Ultimate Anatomist !! I can post about him more on here or @kodzutens though since literally nobody knows who this guy is-

Rain patters against the windows, the drops racing each other as they slid down the glass. Fingertips clack quietly against the top of the table, pressure accumulating between the brows as Silas knits them together in thought.

It's quiet..

Too quiet...

He clears his throat to break the silence, breaking his attention on the window to look at the person who was sitting across the table.

Well.. More like at the cushion of the booth behind him... He found it easier to speak to him when he wasn't looking directly at him.

"We haven't played our raindrop race game in quite some years.. Shall we have a go at it again? You know, for old time's sake," the doctor asks, a challenging glint in his honey-dipped eyes.

The other man perks up in his seat, glancing at the window before returning his gaze to Silas. "I'd love to! For old time's sake," he chirps, looking back at the window to find a pair of raindrops. "Ah- Here! I get the one on the right and you get the one on the left!"

Silas quirks a brow and leans in closer, eyeing the two raindrops. "Demanding as always.. Alright, this is how it'll be then!"

The two of them watch the raindrops as they slide down the window glass in unison, no signs of either taking the lead. They were perfectly in sync.

Falling.

Falling..

Falling...

Until the raindrop to the right takes the lead all of a sudden. Silas silently pleads for his own raindrop to catch up, wanting to avoid the younger boasting about the win for the next couple of hours.

The left raindrop speeds up, inching closer and closer to the right one. ..And in the blink of an eye, the one on the right dips into the left, swallowing it whole.

"Uh.. Well that's quite unfortunate... Do we consider this a tie in that case?" Silas looks back up at the other man, eyes fixed on his nose this time.

The younger chuckles and nods his head. "I guess that's only fair! But mine was in the lead for awhile soooo in my head, I won!"

The older male's gaze flickers down to the smile that dances across the raven-haired man's lips, his own lips twitching before mirroring that same expression.

"Why am I not surprised? Taking crumbs as usual, are you?" A breathy laugh falls past the doctor's lips, only to be cut off when a cup of coffee slides across the table and into his line of sight.

He looks up to meet the woman's gaze, picking up on the unease behind the oceans in her eyes. "Ah, thank you very much! Wait.." He pauses, glancing across the table with furrowed brows. "Where is the coffee for him? Surely you didn't forget..? That's not very polite, now is it?"

"It's okay, Silas! I didn't want the coffee that badly anywa-"

"I will have none of that!" Silas slams his fists down on the table, making the coffee cup clatter. The dark liquid spills down the side of the cup and pools around it, kept safe by the tiny plate it was resting on. "You will get this man his drink, do you understand?" He points at the woman, anger flaring across his eyes.

The woman squeaks, nodding her head before rushing away from the table. She better not make an insulting mistake like that again or she'll end up like-

"Silas, don't you think that was a little overboard..? You scared her out of her mind..." The other man cuts through his thoughts, making his brain go blank.

Silas' expression softens, his anger dissipating just as quickly as it had come.

"Perhaps I was a little too harsh.. I am simply just sick of people forgetting your orders! What a cruel world we live in," he sighs, bringing a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"It's okay.. I promise! I'm used to it," the younger mutters, reaching his hand out to pet Silas on the head. His fingers were feather-like against his head, gentle like a breeze.

"That's the issue," Silas mumbles, averting his gaze down to his coffee. It was useless to discuss this further.. The other male was just going to brush it off over and over again.

The silence rolls back in like fog after rain. Silas picks up his coffee cup, his nose scrunching when his skin comes into contact with the dark liquid that held onto the side of the glass. He takes a sip, letting the bitterness prickle at his taste buds. It wasn't amazing coffee or anything but it'll have to do. He just needed the caffeine.

Not long after, the waitress comes back over, stiff with every step she took. With shaky hands, she places the cup of coffee on the table in front of the brunette. The younger thanks the woman before she rushes off again.

How rude.. Silas would leave without a tip if it weren't for the other man... He could hear the pleas already, claiming that it wasn't her fault and that she deserved a tip.

The only tip she deserved was the one of a scalpel.

He would keep that to himself though..

The rest of the time that they spent in the café was in silence. A comfortable silence. They basked in each others' presence and that's all they needed. That's all Silas needed.

To look across the table and see the other man sitting right there, relaxed in the booth as he gazed around the café and out the window.. It's all Silas could ask for.

After they finish their coffee, Silas pays and then they both up and leave.

The doctor didn't think to bring an umbrella when he left his house earlier this afternoon. He didn't mind the rain though, as much as he should considering how much of a health freak he is.

The younger didn't mind the rain either.. He never did. When they were little, he used to drag Silas outside every time it would rain, ignoring their parent's pleas to stay inside so as to not risk getting sick.

He wasn't a health freak like Silas or their parents were. He was different. Despite the facts and warnings that were thrown his way, he claimed that he'd be fine.

In fact, he was fine.. All but one time.

Their parents were out for the weekend, on a trip a couple of hours away to a different hospital. There was a cancer patient there that wasn't taking too kindly to the medications that she was being given. Their parents were well known doctors, relied on by many across the country. Hearing of this, despite the woman's old age, they decided to go visit and see what they could do.

There was a thunderstorm that had passed through that weekend.. His brother, being the free spirit that he is, dragged Silas outside to play in the rain.

They'd done this many times before.. Silas was sure that this time would be no different.

But he was wrong.

His brother fell ill that very night. If it weren't for Silas, he could have fallen into critical condition. Luckily though, the older caught it early and quickly went into medical mode.

It was after that that he heeded their parent's warnings, being cautious about going out in the rain and always making sure to properly dress and bring an umbrella.

That wasn't for long though. Bad habits are harder to break just as good habits are harder to keep.

"Are you cold, Tobias?" Silas questions as they walk down the empty sidewalk, passing by shop after shop.

"The answer is the same as always.. Of course, I'm cold," the younger replies, although giggling through it as though it weren't a big deal.

A small smile tugs at the corners of the white-haired man's lips. "What a silly question to have asked.."

"Hey, Silas? Where are we headed? There was a purpose to this trip, right?"

"Of course, of courseee! There's a flower shop about two minutes from here, by foot. That is our next stop," the doctor replies, his voice strung with gentle sorrow. Tobias doesn't question further, choosing to instead hum as a response.

Navigating through the rain, the shop finally comes into view; A little building with a pink and green awning hanging over the front of the store. Silas grabs onto his brother's arm and pulls him inside, smiling at the workers that he knew all too well.

"We weren't sure if you'd come by today considering the weather! Nothing gets in your way though, huh?" The worker at the front of the shop asks, a sympathetic smile pulling at her lips.

"Never. I wouldn't miss this date for the world," he exhales, shaking his head.

"The usual?"

"Of course."

With that, the woman makes her way to the back and starts to get the flowers ready for him. It was a routine at this point. Silas comes in once a month, asks for the same flowers and whoever is working will put it all together for him.

A comforting routine in the middle of the chaos that is his life.

Just like always, he makes his rounds around the cozy shop, looking at the variety of flowers and bouquets. Some of the flowers changed with the seasons, others stayed all year around. No matter what they brought in though, he always got the same thing.

"I'll meet you at the counter!" The woman chirps, pulling him out of his thoughts. With a nod of the head, he makes his way over to the counter. He leaves Tobias to his own devices in the meantime, giving him the time to gaze at the pretty flowers as much as he pleased.

Tobias loved flowers.. Their mother always argued, claiming that they didn't need gardens around the house because they were a waste of time. Tobias thought otherwise though, going as far as to take matters into his own hands. Despite what their mother said, they ended up with gardens.

Gardens that Tobias tended to more than he tended to himself.

Silas pays for the bouquet before it's put into his scarred fingers. He looks down at the arrangement, making sure that it was all correct.

Hot pink roses, carnations, orange Asiatic lilies, yellow spider mums, purple statice and white monte casino.. A colourful bunch, suited for the occasion.

"It's just as beautiful as always. Thank you for your hard work," Silas mutters, sending the florist a genuine smile.

He looks over his shoulder to see Tobias eyeing the sunflowers, his eyes glimmering just as brightly as the soft yellow petals.

"Tobias, we're finished here," the older says, to which he perks up and makes his way back over to him.

The woman's smile shifts into something much more sorrowful. Silas catches the expression out of the corner of his eye, yet doesn't comment on it. Instead, he leads Tobias out of the shop.

Their last stop for the day wasn't too far away; a few streets down, a left and then a right. It was simple. Much more simple than the visit could ever be.

They walk the streets in silence, save for the splash of the puddles with every hop that Tobias did right into the dirty bodies of water.

Silas couldn't find it in him to scold him today.

Fog rolls in ominously as they enter through the black gate, coating the ground in a hazy white. The two of them pass by stone after stone, some littered with flowers while others were covered in moss, not to have been touched in many years.

Neither of them say a word as they walk through. Tobias' puddle jumping at ceased, reduced to quiet pitter patters with every step taking along the concrete path.

"We've arrived," Silas mutters when he stops in front of one of the stones.

"A grave.." Tobias' tone had turned melancholic, dichotomy from the usual cheery tone that his voice held.

"Yes.. The grave of someone dear to me," the doctor sighs, kneeling down in front of it to place down the flowers.

The stone was free of any dirt or moss. It looked as though it was new.

"How long has it been?"

"Fifteen years now. Have you lost track of time, Tobias?"

"I'm afraid that I have," Tobias murmurs, crouching down beside Silas to look at the stone. "You've kept it clean all of this time.. The flowers you picked out are really pretty too."

Silas exhales a shaky breath and brings a hand up to run his fingers through his wet hair, pushing it back and out of his face. "Of course they are.. They're some of your favourites, after all."

"Ah- That's true..! So the grave.. Was keeping it clean for me or was it a selfish action for yourself?"

"That.. Was most definitely a selfish act. I couldn't bear the thought of moss growing across it and covering the name," he chuckles to himself, moreso to make him feel better than anything else.

Silas reaches out and brushes a finger over the name, reading it in his head the way he always did.

Tobias Akamine

2005 - 2025

"You want people to remember my name..?"

"What kind of question is that?! Of course I do! Your name is to live on for as long as I'm alive and breathing."

"...Even though you're the one who killed me?" Tobias' voice is shaky now, as if he still had lungs and required oxygen.

Silas breaks his gaze away from the grave, bringing his honey-dipped eyes to meet his brother's. An unsettling amusement dances behind them, something that nobody but him could ever understand.

"Especially because I'm the one who killed you."

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i wrote smth for an oc ! are we interested in this ? 🤔

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bestie requested that i write smth nekodam related AND I'M SCARED BC IDK NEKOMARU LIKE THAT- BUT I WANNA...

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keebo wants to understand humans as much as possible, as well as get as close as possible to being one.. he wants to be viewed as The Ultimate Robot but also human.

in an attempt to understand humans better and grow closer to his goals, he turns to kaito momota !

kaito is unapologetically himself and he stands for what he believes in, all the while being kind and understanding, even if he can be pretty stubborn.. keebo looks up to him ! if there's anyone that can help him out, it would be kaito !

when keebo comes to kaito about this, the astronaut would quickly take him under his wing, calling him one of his new sidekicks ! he'd teach him all about what it means to not only be a man, but a human. he'd teach him about emotions, mental strength (we all know keebo can't be physically strong), how to stand up for himself, etc !

maybe he can finally come back at kokichi for all of those robophobic remarks !

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WHY IS CYBERSPACE SO HARD TO COME UP WITH STUFF FOR

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chihiro fujisaki likes cinnamon rolls !

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when i asked my best friend which danganronpa duo i should write spilled thoughts for...

they said cyberspace, aka kiibo and kaito ! so i wracked my brain a little and here's what came to mind ~

if you've done the free time events with kiibo then you'd know that at some point, he expresses that he feels rather ordinary compared to the other ultimates.. which leads to him saying that he wants to launch a robot business ! in specific, being a pop star robot, since robots have yet to advance in pop music.. during the next free time event, he asks shuichi what he thinks kiibo should be...

NOW what if instead of asking shuichi, he asked kaito instead ?

kaito, taking into consideration that kiibo is a robot, would most definitely bring up how he'd be perfect as an astronaut ! i mean.. being a robot is already in the field of science so why not try going to space ? kiibo may call him robophobic at first for this thought process but when kaito expresses that he has no ill intent behind his words, kiibo becomes more understanding and decides to hear him out !

it would be interesting to hear what an astronaut has to say about this !

i imagine kaito would bring up kiibo's different abilities and how they'd be suited for going to space ! with the information we have (and lack) from v3, kiibo doesn't seem to need what humans do to survive.. he doesn't need food or water and it's never brought up whether he needs oxygen or not so i'm gonna go ahead and assume that he doesn't... all he needs is his charging station once a week !

great ! kiibo doesn't need the normal necessities ! he can also probably take pretty good photos of what's out there using his camera function ! as far as kaito is concerned, he'd be a pretty damn good astronaut !

after listening to kaito geek out about being an astronaut and space, kiibo feels pretty confident in his abilities !

i can imagine the two of them talking more and more about space, kiibo asking questions about it all and also about kaito and his own interests in space and being an astronaut. kaito would find more curiosity in kiibo and let the robot boast about his own technology and his functions.. kaito would find it all pretty cool !!

i think that in a way, they'd both give each other motivation and hope !!

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posted this to my twitter so i wanna put it here too !!

kaito momota as a cg and he takes u stargazing !! tellin' u fun facts about the moon and that the stars shining brighter than the others are actually planets ! n then he'll give u fun facts about the planets !!! he'd call u his little star and play pretend astronaut w u !!

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thinking about kaito momota as a cg right now !! the way he's canonically good with kids.. i was playing the summer camp game earlier and i got to watch him interact with the kids from UDG and OH MY GOD ?! watching him interact with the kids just warmed my heart so much.. i can't stop thinking about this now !

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Prompt #1175

"We're in trouble."

"Oh no. No, no, no! You're in trouble."

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all the love on my posts makes me so happies oh my god !! like.. i never thought I'd be posting stuff like this for anyone to see but now i am and they're getting love and GAHH I COULD CRY !

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nagito komaeda, who is sleeping in bed alongside his boyfriend, hajime hinata, who had woken up just a few minutes ago..

the sun peeks in through the window, warmly lighting up nagito's face.. showing off his soft white lashes and the very faint freckles that had started to pop up after spending so much time at the beach. his fluffy hair was even messier than usual, given the fact that he moves in his sleep quite a bit..

hajime would help him detangle it though.. he always does.

he was sleeping so peacefully and hajime couldn't help but think "damn.. i have the prettiest boyfriend ever."

nagito wouldn't agree with that, of course.. hajime could only hope that the other man would come to see himself in the same light that his boyfriend does some day.

but damn.. it's moments like this that make him think about how lucky he is to have nagito in his life not just as a friend, but his boyfriend, his future husband, his everything.

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so i was asked to do some spilled thoughts for korekiyo and rantaro and alll i could think about was travelling !!

i mean, rantaro amami is the ultimate adventurer and korekiyo is the ultimate anthropologist, so all i could think about was the two of them travelling together !

korekiyo isn't very accustomed to travelling, so what better person to come to than the ultimate adventurer himself ?

i can imagine rantaro taking him along on his travels, showing him both the touristy spots and the hidden gems of each place they visit. rantaro would talk to him about each place, giving him little fun facts, and korekiyo would listen to all of it, making mental notes of each thing.

they'd explore different cultures together, learning each place's customs and such and even go around and speak to some people who live in the areas just to learn more about where they are and that person's personal experiences.

the two of them would take pictures at each spot, promising to get a photo album, when they can, where they can store all of them for memory's sake.

what starts out as an adventure between two friends slowly starts to blossom into something more as they not only get to learn more about each place they visit but also about each other ! after stopping to rest, they'd spend the next hour or two winding down and talking about whatever came to mind; their pasts, their interests, rantaro's favourite places that he's visited, korekiyo's favourite beliefs throughout human history.. no matter how much time they spend together, these two would argue that it isn't enough. there was always more to talk about, more places to see, more things to experience !

before they'd even realize it, they'd end up making a bucket list of all of the things they want to do and all of the places they want to see ! there was so much knowledge out there in the world and their curiosity knew no bounds !

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i asked my boyfie and my friends to give me danganronpa characters to make spilled thoughts for and now i'm wracking my braincells for ideas :3 many posts coming soon (hopefully)