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Hinanami where they're interested in each other but aren't officially dating, and Hinata is just skirting the edges, so Nanami tries to move it along, dating sim style (which she isn't really good at doing) Cue awkwardly obvious conversation on love

Levelling Up Social Link - Hinanami

“Hey, Hinata. What level are we on?” She casually asked him one time in the midst of their gaming.

“Uhh, I think we’re on the level 16? I’m not sure.” He answered distractedly as he mashed on the buttons of his console.

“That’s not what I meant.” She puffed her cheeks out at him.

He had to get through the wave first so there was a lag time before his reply. “Oh. Then what did you mean?”

She on the other hand was breezing through the game so she there was no delay in her words. She pursed her lips as she asked, “Like have we hit enough flags already?”

Huh? But they were playing Gala-Omega. There weren’t any flags here.

“Flags? Wait. Which game are we talking about again?” He asked all the more confused now.

“It’s not about a game.” She paused the game and pouted at him.

“It’s not? Then what is it?” That seemed to bring his full attention. She rarely paused the game and especially when it was her favorite game they were playing.

“What I meant was…” She trailed off and then mumbled to herself.

“I’m sorry what did you say?” He asked as he sided closer to her.

“Social link.” Nanami finally got the words out as she leaned forward him too close for him not to blush. She stared at him with a serious expression as she questioned him, “What’s our social link level so far?”

Hinata blinked in confusion. “O-kay. How is this not about a game?”

Nanami puffed her cheeks at him. “Seriously. Even though I’m trying my best here to activate a cutscene and myabe even get a CG, we’re not even moving forward at all.” She sighed in exasperation as she muttered to herself. “I really do suck at dating sims.”

“Dating sim? So this is about a game?” He asked again.

She shook her head. “No, I’m just using the games as reference. I’ve been trying to activate a flag so that we can go from friends to more than friends but it seems like I haven’t earned enough points yet.” She said it so casually so innocently that he was just so taken aback.

Hinata stared at her in shock. Did she just imply what he thought she implied?

He gulped and then heistantly asked, “You… want us to get together?”

“Sure. When do you want to meet up?” She answered obliviously.

“No, that’s not what I meant.” His heart hammered wildly in his chest. He can’t believe the words he’s about to say but if she was brave enough to make the first move then he should have enough courage to follow-up. “I meant together-together. As in…” He gulped and then with a mix of excitement and trepidation he asked her, “Do you want to be my girlfriend?”

But all that anxiety quickly melted away when she smiled warmly at him and answered tenderly, “I thought you’d never ask.”

The bond between Hinata and Nanami grew stronger that day.

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I’ve been really lonely and wanted to draw my angst I’m in too deep 

BONUS 

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Haha Jaehee to the rescue!! 😆

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original from Dangan Ronpa 4koma

translation by UmiHoshi @ all-the-fluff

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No one touches le piano. 

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A really dumb thing based on some dialogue from Jumin’s route

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they implied in the dr3 anime that hinata actually resisted on getting his memories erased and something like this happened

I just remembered about this and i’M SO SA D……….

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Have you every thought of Zygarde having more forms that go up by 10% each time and considered drawing them. Unique designs

Ooo, I’ve never thought about that. That would be pretty cool. I’ll add it to my extras list, but in all honesty, I’m really not a fan of Zygarde’s forms, so I wouldn’t gravitate towards working on that naturally. 

I think its 50% form is fine, but I really dislike the Complete Form (which looks like a weird humanoid mecha to me), and while the 10% form is pretty cute, I feel it’s way too random. It kind of reminds me of a Transformer, which I’ve just never really been into. Without seeing more percentage forms for it, I feel like the others would have to be really random too, and that’s not really my cup of tea. It’s a cool idea though, and I have it written down for if I ever change my mind!

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Can i request some Naegi/Asahina? Like when Asahina gets shot in the leg and Naegi bandages her leg, Asahina tells Naegi to go on and leave her there, but Naegi refuses to leave Asahina, so Naegi gets Asahina up on his back to carry her to return the favor of her always carrying Naegi around this whole time.

A/N I apologize since it’s a bit rushed. I wanted to get this out before the ep

No One Gets Left Behind - Naegi/Asahina

Asahina couldn’t continue anymore.

“You go on ahead.” Asahina said in a strained voice, the pain of her injury evident in the way her voice shook.

Sweat trickled down her face and it was evident that she was in no condition to be left alone so Naegi objected. “I can’t just leave you behind.”

She shook her head. “There’s still something you have to do.” Her breath ragged, she did her best to sound capable and supportive despite this.  "I’ll only hold you back.“

While it did make sense to go ahead alone, he couldn’t help but feel guilty especially when she was having a crisis of her own right now. “But still…”

“Seriously, don’t let me stop you.” She smiled at him but it came out more pained than she was hoping for. But even so, she had to put on a strong face for him. “I’ll be fine!”

Now was the time for a decision.

“Asahina…” He started and then nodded at her with nothing but  determination in his eyes. “You’re right. There’s somewhere I need to be right now.”

Naegi turned around.

Then he gently positioned Asahina on his back and with some effort, he was able to piggyback her.

“And I’m taking you with me to that somewhere.” He boldly declared as he readjusted his hold.

“Eh?” Asahina was taken by surprise at the turn of events and her voice sounded as dazed as she was. “Naegi? What are you doing?”

“Returning the favor.” She heard the smile in his voice. He was brisk walking and she could hear his strained breathing. “Sorry, I’m not as fit as you so I can only go at a slow pace.”

“What do you think you’re doing? You can’t possibly carry me all the way to the other building! Don’t push yourself.” She argued in concern for his sake. They’re not even past this floor yet and she could tell that this was taking a toll on his body.

“We won’t know for sure until we try. And I’ll do my best.” He said reassuringly. “Don’t worry about me. I’m not the one who’s injured.”

He kept walking, carrying her with him, despite her protests.

“Geez, stop making this into a big deal.” She reasoned. She’s touched by the sentiment of it all but he was really pushing himself at this rate and that weighed heavy on her conscience.  "You can come back for me later you know. After you do your thing. It’s not like I’ll be going anywhere.“

"And it’s not like me to leave my friends behind.” He readily refuted.

Asahina sighed. She knew that there was no way of talking him out once he had made up his mind. A small smile tugged on her lips. “Naegi, do you even lift?”

He chuckled, already out of breath. “I can try.”

Just when Asahina couldn’t continue anymore, Naegi was there to pick her up. And together, they moved forward.

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Ishimaru/Asahina taking a ballroom dancing class together.

Kiyotaka stands tall, alone and unaided, despite the plastic chairs littered around his side of the gym, despite the wall behind that can withstand his weight, despite the few people not dancing.

One such person, Aoi, marches up to him. He glances at her, then away.

She follows his gaze. “No partner?”

“We’re high school students,” he explains.

That doesn’t stop Makoto and Kyouko, or Chihiro and Mondo, or even Byakuya and Touko.

“Wanna dance?” asks Aoi.

“I can’t ballroom dance,” he apologises.

Aoi giggles. “Same. C’mon, it’s just a class.”

She takes his hand and they fumble about together.

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Imagine Juzo, Chisa, and Kyosuke all singing I See The Light from Tangled. Just imagine it. Imagine Chisa getting pumped up to build the biggest snowman in the world, getting Juzo to move the balls around while she chucks snowballs at their faces, with Kyosuke patiently standing behind them, sighing, but with a smile on his face nonetheless. (I'ma send more!! Hang on!!)

Imagine Kyosuke laughing for the first time in front of them, and both Chisa and Juzo laugh too (Juzo chuckling) with red cheeks, and all Kyosuke can do is try to get his composure back. Imagine Kyosuke pulling Juzo’s fist back from the wall when the boxer’s overly anger while Chisa goes to get some aid for his bleeding knuckles. Imagine Juzo flopping down on Kyosuke and Chisa after a long day of work and all they do is throw an extra blanket over him without moving.

 Imagine Chisa climbing on either of Kyosuke’s or Juzo’s back to feel taller, cheering from their backs with the chant of ‘It’s a great view up here!’. Imagine Chisa getting silly-spray and firing it all over Juzo, and he has a little tantrum while the other two find it cute. Imagine Kyosuke having a stressed-out day at work, and while Chisa messes with his hair, Juzo runs his thumb over Kyosuke’s knuckles. Imagine Chisa trying to glomp either of them from behind.

This is all I want. The ot3 being precious as fuck. Why fight over Munakata/Sakakura, Munakata/Yukizome, or Sakakura/Yukizome when you can have all 3 together.

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Tea Contest by Kanzaki Ryuuko from Dangan Ronpa 1&2 Comic Anthology 1 Translated by: kamase-megane Cleaned and Typeset by: manlyronpa Celestia and Byakuya decide to make a little wager, forcing them both to try and win Makoto over to have an advantage in their game.

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Kageyama Family

Imagine Karasuno having open house, where all the family of all the students come to the classes where their sibling/kid goes. Imagine none of the Karasuno volleyball team knowing about Kageyama’s huge family. So, naturally, they are JUST A LITTLE TERRIFIED OF THE SHEER AMOUNT OF PEOPLE and also a little scared for their kouhai when they see him surrounded by people from 1-45 years old, all sharing at least one facial feature with him. Imagine afterwards the team asks him how many siblings he has, and they are just /stunned/. Hinata of course just wants to meet them, while Tsukkishima is just shivering in a corner, because the one with the glasses just leveled a glare at him like no glare ever seen before and he fears for his life.

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Naegi!Kamakura. Naegi is transferred into Class 78. He gets along with everyone except Junko, who denies his hope, friendship, and attempted murder, and Mukuro who refuses to look him straight in the eye.

A/N meet the rest of the gang

Naegi!Kamukura AU: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7

Hope Meets the Other Hopefuls - Naegi!Kamukura Transfers to Class

“It’s nice to meet you all, I’m Izuru Kamukura. My title is SHSL Hope. I know I’m transferring late but I hope that we all get along!”

He cheerfully introduced himself, he was practically brimming with hope that could match his title. Regarding his title, he received mixed reactions from the class for having such a controversial title. That and the fact that he was a transferee made him all the more suspicious. But he didn’t let that get him down. He’s sure that once they talked this out, they’ll be able to get along just fine.

“What kind of a title is SHSL Hope?”

He had expected this and so he had braced himself for the inevitable discussion that came along with the question. There were multiple routes from here on out and he had to choose his answers carefully if he wanted to gain the trust of his classmates.

“I guess you could say, it’s what the school decided to name my talent.” He started off with a blanket statement.

“So your talent is hope? Like what are you? Super high school level optimist?” Leon snarkily commented.

“That’s not exactly what it implies…” He answered, not quite sure of how to gently correct him. “But I am a bit optimistic so you got that right.

“Imbecile. For a commoner, you have no common sense.” Togami didn’t mince with his words. “This school names the talented as hope. Ergo, hope is just a namesake for talent.”

“Wait, so going by that logic, does that mean that the new guy’s talent is… talent?” Sayaka asked as she tilted her head in thought.

“I have a name you know.” He coughed in between.

“How interesting of an argument.” Celes smiled with curiosity as her chin rested on her interlaced fingers. “Do feel free to confirm or deny the accusations. If you would, please.”

Well it’s not like he was told to hide it.

“Yes, it’s exactly as you speculated. My talent is… talent.” He said and he almost winced from the collective gasp of the class along with some  curses thrown here and there.

“I call bullshit! There ain’t no way that’s true!” Mondo was one of the more vocal ones in class. “Are you telling me you’re good at more than one talent?”

“Actually… yes.” He shrinked back in reply. Oh, boy. They’re not going to be too pleased with his follow-up. “In fact, I’m kind of talented in… all talents.”

The class reacted more violently this time.

“Please, everyone! Settle down! This is a classroom and noise is not fit for a school environment!” Ishimaru reprimanded them even though contradictory to his words, he was also shouting.

“I know it’s unbelievable but I’m not lying.” He defended himself.

“Y-Yeah, right. As i-if a person like that actually e-exists.” Fukawa stammered her disapproval. “And e-even if they d-did, they would be more h-handsome than you.”

Admittedly, he knew he wasn’t the most dashing in the looks department but he couldn’t help but feel like that was a low blow. “Well sorry for not being SHSL Handsome.”

“Begone OP character! Your stats are too high! The 3D world isn’t one for beings such as yourself.” Yamada said with a look full of envy.

“You do know that even with all the talent in the world, it’s still literally impossible for me to do that.” He deadpanned.

“That sounds totally fake but okay.” He heard a familiar voice comment from the side.

In the midst of all the chaos, a calm and collected voice cut through. “I have a question.”

He turned to the person with the raised hand and gave them a grateful look. “Yes, please!”

“Is it correct for me to assume that you don’t just have many talents but rather you have ALL talents?” Kirigiri asked with a calculating gaze.

That was rather… anticlimactic. No, that’s not the right word. It was more of… unexpected. Given her background and personality, he could have sworn that she was suspicious of him and she should have jumped at the chance to question the origin of his talents. But instead, all she asked was this. To think that something would still surprise him even with all of his talents, there really was more to life than talent.

He couldn’t help but hope all the more.

“Yup.” He nodded with a smile that shone like a ray of sunshine. “Although technically, I only have all KNOWN talents. So there’s probably a lot that I don’t have. I’m still far from perfect.”

“Wait if you have different talents in you, does that mean you’re also good at baking?” Asahina eagerly cut in as she leaned forward on her desk.  "Please say yes because I want to know the taste of donuts made by the SHSL Baker!“

“Well yeah, I do have baking under my talents.” He admitted. “I could bake you some after class if you want.”

“Then… can you help me out with some coding as well?” Chihiro timidly asked.

“Sure thing! Oh, but if it’s alright with you, we could do it while eating the donuts.” He suggested.

“Kamukura, if it’s not too much to ask for then I too would like to impose.” Sakura politely spoke up. “I have been searching for sparring partners. You seem like a worthy opponent. It would be an honor to exchange blows with you.”

“The honor would be mine.” He nodded back curtly. “I haven’t actually tested out my physical talents yet so I’m not sure how good I’ll be but I’ll try not to disappoint you.”

“Kamukichi! Do help out a buddy and protect me from aliens!” Hagakure clapped his hands and pleaded. “I swear they’re out to get me!”

“That’s…” He paused as he considered his request. “Surprisingly, I do have a talent for that.”

Within a matter of seconds, the atmosphere has bloomed into one of friendship and hope.

“Booooooooring!” Junko whined from her seat. “Just look at him spreading his hope germs all over the place. Fucking sicko! BLECK!!”

“You know, he’s actually not a bad guy… once you get to know him.” Mukuro shyly chipped.

“Haaah? And how do you know that?!” Junko shot her a scathing glare but to her surprise, Mukuro didn’t even wither. She seemed unaffected. That’s irregular behavior right there. The only possible reason for that was… her eyes widened in disbelief. “What the hell! He got you too! He did! He got you hooked up on his hope dope!”

“We just talked…” She muttered, her eyes not meeting hers.

Junko was about to offer more profanities about that when she had felt someone else’s presence within her proximity. Her eyes turned to the source and her face immediately twisted into a scowl.

“Oh, hi there, Junko.” Kamukura greeted her with ease and Junko groaned outright at him though he didn’t seem too bothered about it. “I didn’t know that we’d be classmates. What are the odds of that?”

“Ha! As if! You probably predicted it way before we even met!” She argued snappishly.

“Well I guess it was a possible scenario.” He conceded and then smiled wider. “But the fact that out of all the possibilities, this was the one that happened, isn’t it amazing?”

She felt her eyebrow twitch in annoyance. “Yeah, exciting stuff.” She deadpanned.

“I’m really glad that we’re in the same class.” He added cheerfully. “Isn’t this great? Now we have more opportunities to sort out our differences. And who knows? Maybe you’ll see that hope isn’t as boring as you think it is.

Junko sank deeper into despair. Two years. She’s going to deal with his hopeful ass for two years. She let her head hit her desk in defeat.  Someone please, kill her now.

"I hope we’ll have an amazing high school life as classmates!”

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OMG the Naegi!Kamukura AU is the best, I really want more. especially dealing with Mukuro. (Maybe Makoto trying to reform the despair sisters.)

A/N based on the naegi!kamukura au that I wrote here

Naegi!Kamukura AU: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7

SHSL Despair Reformed - Naekusaba

Mukuro despaired.

She watched in disbelief as the scene unfolded in front of her. She did not expect this at all. Junko was being overpowered no, not just overpowered, she was being overthrown. Her despair was getting crushed by hope just as she was pinned down to the ground, defeated. This wasn’t how the plan was supposed to go. Her sister was down and here she was being the unreliable older sister, being a disappointment, and not protecting her.

She had to get her sister away from him and escape.

With that thought in mind, she lunged forward and drew her knife with one hand as her other hand drew a gun. She fired several shots at him, all at critical points on his body and with an accuracy high enough to kill. Even if he could somehow dodge them all, he’d have to let go of Junko in the process and this was what she was betting on. An opening. Her main priority was to retrieve her sister and then maybe finish him off after. She picked up speed after she open fired.

Only to have her vision shift.

Much to her bewilderment, Kamukura had disappeared. No, not just him. He and her sister had vanished from her sight for a split second. That wasn’t right. How was that even possible? But then her eyes widened in realization. It wasn’t possible at all. That’s because they didn’t vanish. It was her line of sight that changed. Somehow, she had been turned just slightly so without her even noticing it in a fraction of a second. If she wasn’t facing him then that could only mean one thing.

It meant that she was totally unguarded against him.

Distraught, she quickly twisted her body to try and frantically return him to her field of vision. She did so in a defensive manner, with her knife slashing at the air along with her movements just in case he got any ideas of taking her out in close combat. She expected to see him pulling a smug face while he held her sister. She expected to see him as a blur, already pulling out a maneuver on her. She expected to see the floor in the next second since he could take her out so easily. But what she saw was the last thing that she expected to see.

Kamukura was there right in front of her, smiling at her.

The mere absurdity of the sight made her stop all movement. She had to blink several times just to confirm that this wasn’t just some trick of the eye. He just smiled wider at her actions which only confused her more. Why was he smiling? And why did it look so genuine and innocent and unlike any other smile she had seen before?

“Hello there, I don’t think we’ve properly met.” He started politely and bowed. “I’m Izuru Kamukura.”

Mukuro was yet again at a lost by his words and his actions that she was stunned from moving. It’s only after the lag that her eyes strayed towards her sister. Much to her relief, her sister was still fine. She was still breathing but she was out cold and judging from the mark on her forehead, it was self-inflicted. She had understood that from this that Junko chose to escape his hope through her own way. Now Mukuro was alone to deal with him instead.

“Don’t you… you know, already know about me?” She asked cautiously as her grip on her weapons only tightened. “You also have a talent like Junko’s, right? Why are you even asking my name?”

He laughed lightly at this. “Well you’re not wrong. It’s true that I already kind of figured out who you are.” Then he leaned forward and… was he pouting? He was and his eyes were shining expectantly. “But that’s not a proper introduction. If we’re going to be friends then we have to start this out right.”

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…Wait, what? Did she just hear him right?

“…Friends?” She tilted her head in inquiry.

“Yup! Friends!” He seconded with boundless enthusiasm as he then explained animatedly, “You see, I’m still kind of not yet enrolled here in school and so I haven’t exactly made any friends yet. Actually, none at all in fact considering I’ve been cooped up in this facility the whole time.” He sighed longingly and then sheepishly smiled at her.

Again. He was smiling at her again. It was different from the one before but it brought out just the same unusual feelings inside her.

“I was hoping… that we could be friends?” He asked timidly. Huh, so even the SHSL Hope was capable of embarrassment even when he had all the talents of the world. He awkwardly waved out his hands. “If that’s alright with you, of course!”

It took her a full minute to comprehend that he was honestly serious about this. He just asked his attempted murderer to be his first friend in high school. More importantly, he asked her. Her, the plain and boring one of the set. Her, the unreliable and disappointing sister. Her, the one who has never known any other form of companionship aside from her despairing  bond with her twin.

Her, who was so socially stunted that she didn’t know how to react to his smile.

“But why… me?” The words had unconsciously left her lips before she could stop them. Why? It just didn’t make sense. “I just tried to kill you.”

“So did your sister but don’t worry about it too much.” He brushed the matter aside as if it was nothing. But he could tell that she wouldn’t accept just that excuse alone. He crossed his arms as a serious expression overtook his face. “I kind of understand where you’re coming from so it’s easy for me to forgive you. You just love your sister very much, right? I have a younger sister of my own too so I can relate to you.”

Well it’s true that she loved her sister dearly but he was willing to forgive her for that? How could he be so complacent? She couldn’t understand him. Even more puzzling was that she even made a mental note of the fact that he had a younger sister as well. Never mind that, what right did he have to talk as if he knew them?

“…What would you know about me and my sister?” She asked accusingly, her eyes narrowed and stared daggers at him.

“Ah! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to pry.” He immediately apologized once he realized his mistake and bowed with utmost sincerity. “I still haven’t figured out yet how to turn off my talents so I basically got your whole backstory down without your permission. I’m so sorry.”

“…” She neither rejected nor accepted his apology. She was neutral. In truth, there was no need for this discussion at all. She just had to get Junko and leave. That’s it. And yet for some strange reason, she stayed.

“Sorry about that.” He raised his head after a while and then sheepishly smiled at her for what seemed to be the third time since their first contact. She knew it was the third because she was counting them. “Can we start over again?”

This wasn’t part of the plan. Mukuro panicked inside. She wasn’t told on what to do should the plan fail. She wasn’t told on how to handle this situation. She wasn’t told on how to react to his smile. She hadn’t prepared herself for any of this. For any of this inviting friendliness and other feelings. Feelings she knows that have names but has never felt them before hence she never bothered remembering.

As she stared at his smile, the foreign feelings gnawed at her heart.

“Why are you…” She trailed off as her head finished off the sentence.  Why are you trying to befriend me? Why are you different? Why are you smiling? Why are you smiling at me? “Why are you so nice?”

Why are you so nice to me?

He chuckled and again, she couldn’t help but wonder why the sound felt so light to her ears. “Because don’t you deserve to be treated nicely?”

“Not really.” Her eyes shot down in guilt as she felt the familiar sensation of despair take hold of her heart. “I’m just a disappointment after all. The most I can give a person is despair.”

Even if he was nice to her, she wouldn’t be so nice to him not when he was hope and she was despair.

“You’ve got that wrong!” He loudly objected.

Startled by his outburst, her eyes shot up to stare at him, only to see him looking back at her with determination unlike any she’s ever seen.

“You’ve got plenty of good qualities! You just haven’t acknowledged them!” He argued as he began to list out all the supporting facts. “Like how you’ve always thought of your sister’s sake more than your own because you’re more selfless than you’d like to admit. Like how you try your hardest even though you never get rewarded, even though sometimes you even get scolded for it, you still try to do your best.”

Mukuro listened to him as he listed fact after fact about her and she watched as his face softened with a certain tenderness with each added fact.

“Like how you are right now. If you asked me, I’d say that you’re an amazing person.” He said it in a way that told her he firmly believed in this. He held a hand over his chest as he spoke, “I’m not disappointed at all. In fact, I’m happy to have met such a wonderful person while I’m stuck here isolated. I feel lucky to have met you.”

By the end of his speech, Mukuro’s face was flushed red as the foreign feeling surged through her.

He smiled wider. “Rather than despair, you give me hope. ”

Hope. Was that what this feeling was called?

“Aaaand I probably said too much.” This time it was his turn to flush red as the lashback of embarrassment finally hit him. “Too soon? I’m so sorry. Just because I know your profile doesn’t mean I have right to talk about you as if I knew you. You haven’t even told me any of these yet.” He spoke quickly, frantically, almost awkwardly. “Ah! I’m messing up this whole frienship process. No wonder you won’t say yes.”

“Yes.” The word left her lips as soon as he had said it.

“Huh?” He blinked as if still confirming that the echo wasn’t just inside his head.

“…Yes.” She repeated this time with more certainty. But the words that followed this were soft, hesitant, but also eager. “Yes, I will… be your friend.”

She knows that in the grand scale of things, she had just said yes to more than just an invitation for friendship.

“Really? I’m so happy!” His face instantly beamed and lit up the dreary room. “You won’t regret this, I swear!” He stepped closer and held her hands in his out of sheer enthusiasm. He was a bundle of unbridled joy. “I look forward to our friendship together!”

She almost had to squint from the brightness he was exuding. But she thinks, she doesn’t mind this. This friendship of theirs. This brightness of his. This foreign feeling. “Ah… me too. I look forward to this.”

Mukuro was just the first of the many people he’d fill with hope.

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GUYS I DID IT....I DREW THE HEADCANON

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WHY GENGAR IS A GOOD FRIEND

big and chubby, perfect for cuddling

it can keep you cool on a hot day by hiding in your shadow and absorbing your body heat

it can also keep you warm on a cold day because it can learn Sunny Day

it’s a ghost type so it can follow you everywhere without anyone knowing

if you’re having a nightmare gengar will eat it for you

if you’re having trouble sleeping, gengar can use hypnosis to put you to sleep instantly

telekineses (can make you fly!!)

won’t ever let you down because it loves you