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GOOD ANSWER!!!!!

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I read hiro is my top fave" as "hiro is a top" and now that raises the question of who tops and who's the bottom between Hiro and Daiya

diaya has BDE but hiros a top next question 

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Papa! Me want more movie!! PAPPAAAA!! MORE MOVIEEEE!!!

More Daiya content! More Daiya dying! More Daiya surviving! More Daiya Living! More Daiya healing! More Daiya being a Mother! More Daiya being a Father! More Daiya being a Brother! More Daiya being the world to Mondo then suddenly nothing after he heads off to Hope's Peak and finds another support system! More Daiya finding himself and a purpose other than raising a child! More Daiya exploring his love life after spending so long repressing his emotions to focus on Mondo and the gang! More Daiya being friends with Hiro! More Daiya falling in love with Hiro! More Daiya reliving the childhood that was rushed! More Daiya realizing there's a life to live outside of working and raising and providing and repeat! More Daiya being throttled by the neck! More Daiya being disabled and navigating life in all kinds of ways!

PAPA!!!!! MORE DAIYA PLLLLLLLEASEEASSSSEEEE!!!!

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It's unhealthy how much I revisit the Dakyakure tag every day despite knowing it gets new content once in a blue moon. It's not just on Tumblr either, I check every form of media.

Tumblr, Instagram, Deviantart, AO3, Pinterest, Wattpad, YouTube, Google, TikTok, Rule34, Fanfiction.net, ect.

Every app or website that could possibly have any trace of Daiyakure on it, I've hit multiple times. It's so sad that something most people wouldn't ever even consider is so important to me.

Anyway, I'm still trying to finish that Daiyakure smut fic. I might just have to leave the ending ambiguous because I've hit a wall and have no real ending in mind.

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The absolute lack of relevance for Dawn's character. She doesn't do much, learn or grow throughout the movie. If you completely removed and replaced her, the movie wouldn't change at all. If I could change one thing, it would be to make Dawn and Natalie find a witch and learn potions and have shenanigans ensue from there. They could use their potion knowledge to actually help in the final fight scene. (That ONE wolf scene was not enough at all)

What's everyone's least favorite part of the Minecraft Movie and how would you change it? And don't say "Give it a better sense of humor". It has to be a specific example of it.

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Oh Daiya, I love you so <3

Anyway, blah blah anatomy practice something something Daiyakure bladi dah abs ect.

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Daiya, Hiro, Taka, and Mondo are all in Owada's apartment hanging out. An alarm goes off on Daiya's phone.

Taka: What was that?

Daiya: Just an alarm I set to remember to stretch. My physical therapist says I gotta do it 3 times a week to help with back pain.

Taka: Oh, would you mind if I joined you? I love doing exercises! A healthy body leads to a healthy mind!

Daiya: Of course, little man. You in, Mon?

Mondo: Nah, I ain't flexible like that.

Taka: That's why you have to do it everyday! Stretching helps the body limber up and gives you energy for the remaining day!

Mondo: Yeah, but it hurts like a bitch for the rest of the day too. I can help you like I did last time though.

Taka: You have to join in at some point! Starting is the hardest part, after a couple of weeks, you'll be able to do them with no problems! It's like lifting weights.

Daiya: Aight, if you're gonna help him then (Turns to Hiro) are you gonna help me, Ro?

Hiro, barely paying attention because he's looking through tarot cards: Huh? Yeah, yeah, I can stretch you out real good.

Daiya:

Mondo:

Taka:

Hiro, just now tuning in: What?

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I wonder how Daiya would feel if Mondo died?

Not during the race, but if there was some kind of turf war or gang rivalry that somehow led to Mondo getting wounded too badly. How would Daiya react to his 15 year old brother lying in his arms, coughing up blood, telling him that it hurts and he's scared. He wouldn't be able to keep any of the promises he's making to the teen, but he still says that he'll keep him safe and everything will be ok.

Would there be carnage when Mondo's eyes lose the already pale lavender they hold? Would there be bloodshed when the hand gripping his Anaki's jacket becomes too weak to hold on any longer? Would the tears finally be allowed to fall when the white lights appear at the end of the tunnel?

Would the brunt of the violence be towards the other gang or to Daiya's own psyche?

Would Daiya hold on tighter when his brother can't hold on at all anymore?

How long would it take for the other Diamonds' to convince him to stand up and fight? Would he even hear them over the sound of his own heart shattering? Would he hear them over his pleas for Mondo to just wake up?

I wonder, very deeply, how Daiya would be able to live with himself after practically guiding Mondo by the hand to Death's door.

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Snippet I had to evict from my brain

"You are not to protect me for the rest of the day. You will leave me and find an activity that will occupy your time that does not involve chivalry." The King turned to leave, pausing for a second to throw in one last thing over his shoulder, " It will do you some good to be away from my side."

He grabbed his wheels, rolling himself down the hall, but stopped by the sound of fast stomping coming towards him from behind. He stiffened under the feeling of cold metal digging into his arm.

He looked up and caught the mirrored expression of surprise accompanied by a slight bit of horror in his Knight's face. Their eyes met before both dipping down to look at the metallically gloved hand that gripped his arm.

Suddenly regaining his composure, the Knight removed his hand. So quickly, you would have thought the mere contact had set his hand ablaze.

They stared at nothing in particular as the air around them became tense. The Knight was the one to finally break the silence. "I apologize for touching you without your expressed permission, my Liege. That was out of turn."

"It is alright, I suppose. No harm done." The King would rather have been beheaded in front of a vast audience than admit that the touch wasn't entirely unpleasant. "Did you have something you would've liked to say?"

The Knight clasped his hands behind his back, whether to hide his nervous fidgeting or to make sure there were no more incidental touching was unknown to them both.

"What am I to do if you get hurt while I am away? I am your right hand man, it is my duty to ensure your safety!"

The King stifled a chuckle at the subtle pout from his typically serious Knight, "Please do not fret, Sir, I can assure you that I will be ok until the next sunrise. I greatly appreciate your long-standing loyalty to me and that's why I insist that you take a break. Go on and find something that pleases you."

The King put on a small smile, hoping that would help to sway his Knight to see his point. His charm did always assist in calming even the most benevolent rogue men. This, for whatever reason, did not work to placate the Knight, on the contrary, it seemed to embolden him further. His hands came back into view, the King watched with confusion as the Knight clumsily fumbled with the metallic glove. It fell to the ground as he also unfastened the other.

The metallic gloves clanged against the floor as they dropped, but the King didn't pay any mind to it. He kept his focus on the Knight, he watched one of the unprotected hands hover above his shoulder. A couple beats went by before he gathered the courage to make contact.

The warmth was a stark difference from the cold metal.

The Knight kneeled down, because of the wheelchair - along with the fact that the Knight held a couple inches over the King whenever they were both standing - they were now basically eye level with each other.

His other hand crossed over his heart, that typically serious look once again painted his face. The King was a bit taken aback. This position, it signified a true vow, a solemn swear, that the word of the Knight was not only fact, but a commitment made deep from the soul. Usually these vows were made betwixt his fellow swordsmen, a promise between men.

The fact that he was making this swear to a person outside of his chivalric order, someone who held a significant amount of power over him, meant something.

The King didn't want to think about what that something meant.

Nor about why his heart decided to react the way it did.

"Being by your side, protecting you with every ounce of my being, is what pleases me most, my King. To know that I am the knight that bestows the honor of keeping you safe brings me the utmost satisfaction."

Wow.

Was this a Knight that stood before him or a poet?

The King regained his composer the best he could, being starstruck would not be a good look for a royal. Surely, he didn't mean all that in an informal sort of way. Any sort of relationship outside of Superior/Inferior between the royal family and their soldiers was strictly frowned upon and could be described as a major power imbalance.

Understandably so, a royal could use their power over a soldier to force them into committing vile deeds. To make them do actions that would normally be outside their moral zone, all out of a fabricated version of love and care.

Of course, that kind of manipulation could occur outside of an intimate relationship. Any sort of slight intimidation from a royal could have a townsperson kneeling beneath them.

Which brought the King's thinking back to the Knight kneeling in front of him.

He rested his hand upon the Knight's, "I would like that you take some semblance of a break while you only wish to stay at your post. That is a tad bit contradictory, ain't it?"

The King let himself slip into his 'improper' way of speech. Just so his Knight might feel comfortable with the idea he was about to propose.

"Maybe we can strike a deal? One that'll make us both happy?" He paused to allow time for the Knight to absorb his words. A tilt of the head and a slight furrow of the eyebrows signaled him to elaborate. "How about we spend the day together? Not as King and Knight, but as companions."

Platonic relationships were just as frowned upon as romantic partnerships, but he could easily play off their friendly date as patrolling the town for strange activities.

He knew of a quaint little tavern that had some treats that needed investigating.

"What do you say to that, Sir Hagakure?" He didn't notice it at this exact moment, but at some point during his thought process, he moved the Knight's hand into his lap and clasped it betwinxed his own. He also conveniently didn't notice the slight darkening of the Knight's cheeks, "Or shall I refer to you as Sir Yasuhiro?"

The Knight blinked, processing all the different sensory input and words being thrown his way. The intimacy of his first name being said, especially in his King's husky voice, made a nervous smile spread across his face. His other hand went to rub his neck as he attempted to stutter out some kind of coherent reply.

"I-I accept! That sounds truly splendid! To spend the day with you would be a privilege, My Liege!" He tucked one of the loose dreads behind his ear and broke their eye contact, "And... You may refer to me as Hiro."

"Very well, I'll call you Hiro and you will call me Daiya."

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What was supposed to be a small 600-800 word smut fic about two dorks loving and fucking each other is now a 7k word smut fic about two boyfriends nervously fumbling around while making love for the first time and finding out new things about one another.

It was gonna be short and cute with some steam in it, but now, it might actually have some semblance of a plot. What a weird turnabout.

Hopefully it'll be done by next month.

Would anyone like to beta-read a Daiyakure smut fic that I'm attempting to write? I have no idea if I'm writing these idiots correctly nor if I'm doing the smut community any justice.

It contains Bottom!Daiya and Top!Hiro, anal sex, (1) sex toy, laughing during sex and potentially dirty talk so if beware of all that.

Even if it's not beta-read by someone then I'll still post it. Gotta feed the Daiyakure nation some grub 🫶🏾

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Anarchy Diamond AU

Panty - Daiya

Stocking - Mondo

Scanty - Hiro

Kneesocks - Taka

Chuck - Zombie Chuck

Demon Chuck - Princess

Not in the image:

Garterbelt - Michi

Brief - Chihiro

Obviously, there is a Ishimondo and Daiyakure content in this AU because I'm the one posting it, but there's a lot more tension because all of them are rivals. Even Daiya and Hiro. Mondo and Taka are still insanely aggressive towards each other, but Taka is allowed to actually fight Mondo unlike in canon. Daiya and Hiro are much more 'Throw-words-Not-fists' kind of fighting, but they still do pull out weapons to brawl.

The world is more in tune with the Panty and Stocking world, but the characters personalities are mostly in tune with Danganronpa. So Mondo is physically aggressive, but also insanely anxious. Taka is passionately aggressive, but also dangerously stubborn. Hiro is bravely cowardice, but weirdly wise. Daiya is a chill slut.

I don't have much of a background as to why these characters are dead or why they are demons and angels respectively, but I also don't care much about that part. I'm more into the shenanigans that could ensue.

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I attempted to redraw an event from Danganronpa: Summer. Toko, Taka, and Gonta sitting around a campfire while discussing their respective nightmares are really cute.

Cute enough to draw. I also wanted to try traditional art again, so markers and colored pencils really pulled through on this project.

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Drew some art to go along with a short story that @tea0w0stache wrote. It's called Flirting [Like a Loser] on AO3.

It's so cute and I love it so.

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Haven't watched the new Lion King movie yet, but I just listened to 'I've Always Wanted a Brother'.

I can totally see Hiro and Taka singing this to each other. Specifically the 'most popular' part.

Hiro would definitely defend Taka like Taka/Scar did in the song. It's cute thinking about them being step-brothers.

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Um I was scrolling throw the Daiya Owada tag (as any normal person does at 2am) and just so happened to be reading tags on every post and

Hey OP, what the HELL does this mean??

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Do you have Daiyakure being... Intimate?

How scandalous

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I finished a Sander Sides Secret Santa gift really late. Here's the product!

The prompt was Virgil Sanders sewing something Nightmare Before Christmas related. It was made in just under 20 hours and I'm kinda proud of that considering how unplanned and uncoordinated the beginning was.

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Daiyakure is peak

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Whoever made Daiya x Hiro should equip wings because you are an angel.

This ship gets me through some tough times.