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#Nagito x you
raitonsfw · 7 months
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𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: | 1 | Nagito was obsessed with your pussy, the slick that leaked from it, and the graces of hope that poured from your precious lips. | 2 | Nagito absolutely adored you – in all of your flowered expressions – and for valentine's day, you both picked out the perfect position for the two of you. | 3 | Maybe Nagito shouldn't of been so condescending during the first trial, because now he was tied up within your grasp and it seemed like you'd never touch him– even if he begged. | 4 | When you first met Nagito, you couldn't stop staring at him– and his thighs that smoothed under his shorts. Now he's lying back for you... letting you do as you please.
warnings: 18+ mdni, fem! reader, smut... | 1 | pussy worship, dirty talk, fingering, cunnilingus, orgasm (reader), petnames (honey, my beautiful hope), nagito likes talking to your pussy. | 2 | lotus position, soft!nagito, loving, sensual, caring sex, orgasm (both), praises, petnames (honey, baby), nagito's a lil clingy, a bit more rough in the end but not by much. | 3 | tied up and submissive, sub!nagito, sdr2!nagito, begging & pleading, edging, mentions of sex toys, teasing, slight degrading, nagito begs for reader to touch him but is refused each time, allusion to first trial (no spoilers except his switch up). | 4 | thigh worship, boyfriend!nagito, body worship, massaging, licking, hickeys, handjob, masturbation, nagito lets you do whatever you want to his thighs as long as he can get off too, slight mention of scars (udg canon)
a/n: i tried to make them as blunt as possible tag wise so we know whose is who though everyone had a fairly different idea in their v-day thirsts so i think were good on that aspect. i had four in total for the lucky boy, making him my lead character. (honestly me too though, im obsessed with him so this wasnt much of a surprise) wc: 600ish each v-day m.list | m.list
thirst count: 4
divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics
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“Pretty little thing, aren’t you?” 
Nagito’s not talking about you– to you even, he’s between your legs. You looked down from where you were planted, laying amongst the soft blankets he had taken the courtesy to place between you and the mattress. His hair was disheveled, some of its white fluff sticking out in different directions on top before falling down against his shoulders in a pale cream. That wasn’t your doing, it was normally like that. But you wished it was your doing– the way he’d whimper out as you pulled on it made you see stars sometimes. But this wasn’t about him, it was about you– as you’re splayed out in front of him, waiting for him to make a luckful gesture.
You whined as his forefinger swiped through the collected arousal that stuck to your folds, but it didn’t push past your entrance and a quiet chuckle sounded from the edge of the bed as you clenched around nothing. 
“Ah, she’s crying for me…” He cooed, sucking his finger into the cavern of his mouth and he stared at you for a minute as you calmed yourself down again. “There we go… back to normal?” 
“N-Nagito… please do something.” You whimpered, your legs fully spread open and you could feel yourself leaking all over the gray blanket beneath you. Thankfully, you spurred him on a bit and he positioned himself eye level with your cunt now. 
“Patience.” He commanded softly, pressing a feathered kiss against your swollen clit. His eyes had fluttered shut with a quiet hum as he tasted you against his tongue, laving at the raised bud languidly. Pleasure washed over you as he finally caved in, after who knows how long– God, he was mean sometimes… all because he wanted to admire every crevice of your body, of your precious pussy.
You felt more of your slick pour out of you, into his open palm that he placed underneath you. Nagito tucked it slightly against your thighs and as the fluid spilled between his fingers, he pulled off your clit with a wet noise to focus on the glistening mess. “Oh, you’re so sensitive… I haven’t even fully touched you yet.”
You were quick to open your mouth, it was obvious he was still praising your leaking hole but as you went to object and plead for him to do something– anything, his fingers slipped inside thoughtfully. 
“She’s such a good girl for me…already squeezing the tips of my fingers– Ah!” Nagito let out a surprised sound, a doe look flushing his face, as you started to fuck down against his hand with utter desperation for anything he had to give you. “So needy… for someone like me? Thank you…”
He curled them upwards, grazing over your sweet spot and it took everything in you not to clasp your thigh shut around his arm from the sensation. You were so neurotic, your senses shot to dust as another chuckle echoed off his cottage walls. His other hand rested against your left thigh, it made you shiver as it was cold against your skin and you warmed up to the fact that he was soothing you– Nagito was rubbing soft circles into the flesh of it as he brought you to your high. 
“Go on, honey.” He was finally talking to you now, his gray eyes glancing up towards yours and you fell apart against his fingers. He cooed at you through it, soft remarks falling from his lips like ‘that’s it, my beautiful hope’ and ‘did so well, love you so much’ while your pent up arousal leaked all over his palm. You muffled your moan, the back of your hand pressing up against your lips and your eyes squeezed shut as you shuddered into his still caressing fingertips. 
It took you a minute to come down from your high and as you did, you noticed Nagito still hovering between your legs– his eyes devout of lust. 
“‘M going to clean you up now, hope you don’t mind.”
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| 2 |
“You okay?” Nagito asked you, his arms holding you close into his chest. His cock was nestled deep inside you as you huffed out a quiet sigh, adjusting to the position you two agreed upon. Your legs hugged his backside and you were utterly exposed in his eyes as they scanned over your face for any cause of concern. 
“Yeah, I’m okay baby.” You nodded with a small smile, bringing one of your hands from his shoulder to his cheek and you leaned in to press a poised kiss against his lips. Nagito hummed into the kiss, his fingertips trailing down your back lovingly as he further deepened the kiss. He hasn’t moved inside you yet, completely entranced in the intimacy that doused the both of you like a spell as both of your eyes had slipped shut– just reveling in the touch of one another. But when you grinded subtly against the length of his cock, he panted into your mouth and his hands slipped down to grab at your waist– an indication he needed to move inside you.
You made the first full move, gently lifting yourself up and planting back down in a gentle manner and he was putty within your arms. A quiet moan left his lips and he tilted his head back, which gave you access to litter his pale neck with hickeys. Nagito held you with one arm now as he leaned back, his other pressing into the mattress to stabilize his movements as he started thrusting up into you now. 
“Oh my God… Y/N– you feel so good…” He breathed out, his eyes opening and flickering down towards where you bruised a hickey into his collarbone and his hips stuttered into you as you bit down. You looked up at him through your lashes and he only moaned out more, trying to get you to bounce more on him now. You noticed how his hips rolled right into you, lazy– unhurried and it turned you on even more as you started to let out sounds of your own. 
His cock brushed against your sweet spot and your nerves stood straight up, tiny whimpers pouring out of your mouth now as you rocked down in time with his thrusts now. “Nagito– right there, please, do that again…”
“Whatever you want, honey.” His eyes were completely focused on you as you intertwined your hands around the back of his neck and you threaded your fingers into his hair. You pushed his head towards your neck, which he took the leisure to kiss at it– sucked a few marks down it as you bounced earnestly on him now. Every jolt of his cock sent you into a frenzy, your head burying deep in his precious hair to try to hide the fucked out look that spread on your face. 
It didn’t last long as he murmured against your skin ‘why’re hiding from me? come back down, i miss you…’ and his hands pulled you down by your shoulders, his cock nestling deep into you. You whimpered out as it pressed directly against your cervix and you could feel the dull pleasure within your tummy as you edged closer to your release. 
“C’mon, baby…” Nagito’s fingers traced the swell of your clit and you threw your head back, your walls nearly choking his cock as you came all over it. “T-That’s it, knew you’d do so good for me…” 
His thrusts had sped up, fucking you through your orgasm and he was practically bouncing you on his own now, chasing his climax with low groans leaving his lips. “Baby… ‘M so close– just a little more, you can take it.” 
His eyes screwed shut moments after and his jaw fell slack as he came in you, lazily pumping into you as he shuddered through his orgasm. Quiet breathy moans escaped him as you felt his cock twitch, his fingers gripping the back of your shoulders in a close hug. 
“Love you lots, should do that again soon…” Nagito babbled on afterwards while letting you fall against him in a cuddle, not bothering to pull yourselves fully apart.
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| 3 |
Nagito’s eyes brimmed with cupidity from where he was tied up– his legs and arms bound behind him as he tried to roll over to look at you. You had positioned yourself against his back, your palms caressing the sweat that glistened on his chest. You hummed softly as a sob wracked Nagito’s body when you tweaked one of his nipples with lithe fingers, compliant words spilling from his lips. 
“Y/N, fuck me already.” The words were nothing but a rasp, his hair fluffing as his head hit the pillow again in defeat when your hand pulled away.
“That’s not how you ask.” 
“Please– fuck me please… I’ll do anything–” Nagito groaned and you could see the anguish of his face even as he faced away from you. His cheeks burned with hotness, a flush he couldn’t escape as it trailed down his pale chest. His eyes were squeezed shut in agony as he tried to rut into the mattress, but you wouldn’t let him as you hooked him back by his rope. He let out another whine, tears falling freely from his eyes as he looked back at you with a saddened pout. “Please… I swear– just touch me.”
 You smoothed his hair down, threading your fingers through it as you reached for the waistband of his boxers. A short whimper escaped him as you pulled out his cock, aweing at the sight of it lying against his tummy. You felt bad, but then again– who was the one who was being a brat during the first trial? Nagito was lucky he was saved from the cold confines of the ground in the old building, he should be thankful that he was tied against the comfort of your bed. 
“Nagito dear…” You cooed, your fingers ghosting over the tip as it dripped precum onto the sheets. He shook with anticipation as he watched them intensely. Oh, the relief he was going to feel when you finally wrapped your hand around his aching cock– he’s been like this for hours now and you hadn’t let up one bit in your teasing. 
You’ve driven him on the brink of madness several times, by playing with his nipples and hovering your lips over everywhere you could reach. You’ve showcased your collection of sex toys, buttplugs and whatnot with jewels littering the bed before him and he’d whine for any of them but you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of one. You needed to show Nagito that everything wasn’t set in stone– when you act like a condescending asshole, this is to be expected.
And all he wanted was your touch– exactly where you’ve abandoned him. His cock had been flushed red for God knows how long and it was starting to really hurt. Nagito pulled at the rope against his wrists, struggling against them and you tutted at him with a long sigh. “None of that, please. I’ve worked real hard on those knots.” 
He instantly obeyed because maybe, just maybe you’d touch him if he was good. Maybe if he begged… “Please, Y/N… I need you. Pleasepleaseplease, need your hand– I’ll be good, I promise. Next trial I’ll be good…”
Next trial? You wiped that thought from your mind as your hand drifted to his cock again. Quiet mutters fell from his lips, more like empty pleads that didn’t make sense and you sighed in defeat as you moved him over to straddle him. You planted yourself right against his knees, taking in the wrecked figure in front of you. Tears stained his cheeks, his dull eyes rimmed with red, and a fucked out expression painted his face as he realized what you were about to do. An unstable, yet warm still leveled his lips.
“Where do you want me to touch you?” 
“A-Anywhere…I don’t care–! Thank you…” 
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| 4 |
When you looked at him the first time, his legs stuck out to you– the tall lengthy figure that sat near the edge of Jabberwock. You didn’t know him then and someone from the island introduced you and all you could think of was how perfect your head would fit between his legs down under. As you shook Nagito’s hand in greeting, you knew you needed to know everything about him, the moon and stars nudging you further. 
He wore shorts underneath the dusk, the hotness of the island wafting over the both of you and his hair fluffed with humidity as you two sat against the sand, overlooking the beach. Your eyes would keep drifting towards the plushness of his thighs as he sat criss crossed on the beach, taking in your every word– naturally by the end of the night, you had him wrapped around your finger.
And here he was, pressed back into the divet of your mattress with sighs and pants spilling from his lips. Now you two had a label between you months later and he was entirely open to you, letting you adore his thighs. Your hand had slipped up and down his cock lazily, giving him some friction as you pressed your lips against the flesh of his right thigh. Your other hand fondled at the other, circling the scars that adapted to his skin and you hummed contently. 
Nagito knew you loved his thighs, saw you drooling over them the first time you both had met underneath the darkened sun. And he was intrigued, so he bit at the line you fed him and this is where it got him– you practically praising, worshipping him like he was an esteemed deity– all for the granted hope of his body. 
He was lucky.
“Y/N…” You heard from above you and your eyes met his, glancing up quickly and taking in his lust rimmed eyes. “Admiring me again?” 
You nodded, your tongue darting out to lap at a bruise you made a few hours prior when you had him splayed out for you before breakfast. You sped up your hand that encased his cock in pleasure, a sharp inhale emitting from him. “And what about it?”
“Ah- N-Nothing…” He groaned out, his head falling back onto the pillows with a slight arch in his back. You smoothed your hand over his milky thigh once again, suckling a new mark into the soft flesh and you felt Nagito jolt a bit. You hazily giggled as his lengthy hand wrapped around yours on his cock. 
He practically gave you permission to bury your face between his thighs as he lightened his grip to let you pull away, both of your hands now pillowing against his thighs– you were so thankful as he pressed them slightly together, your cheek resting against one of them as you toyed with the other. 
Nagito’s hand sped up on himself as you pinched softly, the sharp sting running through his spine and you heard his breathing get more raspier. His hand movements had gotten sloppier too, more uncoordinated as you licked a heavy stripe up the inside of his thigh. 
You clenched your legs together as you felt his body tremble, nearing his orgasm and you felt as though you could watch him from this angle forever. His pale slender thighs shook like a leaf as he fell apart, spurting all over his hand with a quiet gasp and you tried your best to contain yourself. 
But once Nagito came down from his high, your teeth were nipping at his thighs again– your hands massaging near his hips and he happily let you do as you pleased. 
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lucieviere · 10 months
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ANIMAL JAMMMMMMMMMM
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weemopuu · 11 months
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apparently this gif is TOO STRONG
super super super self indulgent nagito hehe //drools
I'm dusting off these old bones and trying to practice good ol animation again LOL orz
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tsukasalvr · 1 year
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; 𝙨/𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙮/𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜
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𝗔𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗲/𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗽𝗮 𝗧𝗛𝗛 & 𝗚𝗗
𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: 𝗚𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗵𝗮𝗺, 𝗡𝗮𝗴𝗶𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗸𝗮
𝗔𝗡: 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗮 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵𝘀!!! 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗽𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗮𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱, 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘀/𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘀/𝗱𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀
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; ɢᴜɴᴅʜᴀᴍ
Complete opposites!
Compliments you but not without hiding his blushing face with his scarf and stuttering slightly
If you ever need help picking an outfit, he’ll definitely help!
Tries very hard to get exactly your style and sometimes puts in darker themed jewelry like a necklace, bracelet or earrings that are darker themed and matches his style so it feels like you’re his and it also boosts his ego a bit
Will want to wear matching jewelry with you, with him wearing the more pastel colors, that matches your style, while you wear the more darker toned colors
If you ever wear short clothing, he blushes so hard that he’ll look like he’ll pass out right there
He gets used to used to it after a while but blushes if you adjust your clothes near him and he looks down, then he’ll turn bright red
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; ɴᴀɢɪᴛᴏ
Is smitten with you and finds you absolutely adorable
Already worships you but now it’s 10x more, he thinks you’re a beautiful goddess or a fallen angel
You’re just so cute in his eyes
If you’re up for matching clothing, he will never disagree—even if it doesn’t exactly look good on him, he’ll do anything to make someone as cute as you happy
“Oh dear, for me? You really don’t need to get this for a scum like me, my love. You want to match? Anything for you.”
Since this man can practically get money from nothing because of his luck, he’s practically loaded and will be willing to spend everything he has for you
College tuition? Who cares about that when he can just spend it on those cute little frilly skirts and hair clips that you want so much!
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; ꜱᴀʏᴀᴋᴀ
Well aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes!
Why ask to match if you’re already going to accidentally match because of how similar your styles are?
But even so, she will beat you on asking to match first
“Having matching hair clips and socks sounds co cute doesn’t it? I’m totally getting this for us!”
Is so happy to have a partner who has a similar style to her and will definitely borrow some stuff from your closet if she can
“I have nothing to match these shorts! Hmm, I’ll just cheat your closet real super quick for some!”
Your closet is her closet and her closet is your closet
Accidental power couple
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maesaeart · 10 months
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"c'mere... I wanna get closer to you..."
"even like this... I can't get enough..."
💕💕💕
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hitomisuzuya · 11 months
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❤Yandere Ghoul Nagito smut for Halloween ❤
Ghoul Yandere!Nagito x fem!reader. Smut. Cunilligus. Obsessive/ possessive behavior. Stalking. Orgasm denial. Mind breaky. Corruption.
My hands are gonna shake the entire time I type this. Nagito Komaeda, holy 😳 The love I have for this man is as collosal as my love for Scara. I am so scared I won't do him justice. *hides* I know no one is gonna see this.
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You'd had no idea that Nagito Komaeda had been closer than you thought he was to you all night. If you moved to somewhere else at the party you were at, then so did he. He was determined to keep you in his sight all night.
It didn't help that you'd been cutting your fingers open on little things all night, a few times when you were trying to help your friend cut up apples earlier that night or cutting your finger on the edges opening something.
The smell of your blood and your scent had been hanging in the air all night. Nagito had to have you. You just smelled way too good, both you and your blood.
Essentially, since you were dressed in a sinful Little Red Riding Hood costume, he was the Big Bad Wolf coming for Little Riding Hood.
The way you smiled, the way you sort of covered your face with your hand when you laughed, the way the light shined off your hair, the way your hips swayed when you walked, how warm your skin looked, the way you giggled.
Everything about you was captivating and amusing at the same time. He wanted to take all of that and make it his. Every look, every laugh, every smile, it would be all for him and if he had his way only for him.
You didn't know how things could snowball out of control so fast, but you didn't care. It started with him coming out of the darkness on your way home from the party. He'd reached for your hand to lick the blood welling from one of the cuts on your fingers. His tongue lapping between your legs just felt too good.
Your blood tasted so sweet, igniting a dark desire within him.
Nagito's tongue was sloppy and wet on your cunt, his beautiful fingers digging possessive bruises into your thighs as he held them apart.
"To think someone like you would let trash like me dirty you so intimately with my tongue," He groaned like he'd been denied everything he'd ever wanted in his entire life, and now he was finally allowed to have the one taste he'd been craving. "It's so exhilarating.~ So thrilling~"
Your legs shook, your back arching off the bed as his lips latched around your clit, inserting three of his long, beautiful fingers inside of you at the same time he started sucking on your clit. You bucked your hips up, writhing on the bed as you pushed his face down onto your cunt.
Your whimpers and sobs of pleasure only made Nagito's cock throb more, making him rut desperately against the mattress. Squelching his fingers wetly in and out of you, scissoring your walls apart as he nudged them into your sweet, his tongue swirling around your clit, he proceeded to ruin every orgasm to suite his agenda.
"The hope that lights up in your eyes every time you think that maybe, just maybe I might let you cum is exquisite~ I need to see more of it~," This man had the most curious, hypnotic swirling to his eyes you'd ever seen.
The moment you'd met eyes with Nagito for the first time, he may as well have attached an invisible string around your heart, tugging and tugging little by little to lure you in with sweetly purred words and kind smiles.
"Please, Nagito, please! Not another one!" You cried out, pressing his mouth into your cunt. He vibrated a moan on your clit, laughing dark and drunk with lust. The look in your eyes, one desperate and so full of the purest hope he'd ever seen, he couldn't get enough of it.
"Say it~" Nagito purred, kitten licking your throbbing, swollen clit in a way that made you grind more needily up into his ministrations. "Say you'll be my precious, delicate pet~ Mine, all mine~ Your body, your blood, everything is all mine~," He nudged his fingers accurately into your sweet spot, groaning and moaning in bliss when your wet, warm walls clamped around his fingers.
"I'm yours, Nagito! I'm all yours, I promise!" You babbled, choking back sobs of pleasure, you'd lost count of how many orgasms that had built up before he'd ruined them. You were reeling, your head was spinning, your entire body quivering with the need to cum. "I'll be a good girl, I promise! Just please, let me cum!"
The fact that he was the one making you feel such intense pleasure, the fact that you needed trash like him to make you cum sent him reeling. His bruising fingers dug more into your flesh. It helped that you were soft, small, and oh so easily pliable.
Corruptible.
"Cum for me, pet~" Nagito purred appreciatively, giving your clit a few long, drawn out and ravenous sucks before you squirted on his tongue, tears of pleasure in your eyes at finally have gotten the release you needed. You didn't even hear yourself pleading for more.
And more Nagito was willing to give you. They say the perfect meal is human flesh for a ghoul. How wrong they were. His tongue lapped at your release, not wanting to waste a drop it was so precious.
He was going to take his time marking up every intimate part of your body. You are his now. His and no else's.
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transmascaraa · 3 months
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Hihi Nyx!! ^^ As i said i wanted to req for dgr (i think that is danganronpa but if isn't just ignore that lol) :P
Can i request for Kyoko, Kokichi, Korekiyo, Byakuya, Celeste and Nagito with a male s/o that acts like a watchdog around them?
Like, the others are scared of him because of his explosive temper and rude/egocentric attitude but with their s/o he is the nicest and clingy person ever and kinda pawn to them too, also he always do anything to make their partner happy, like: people are making fun of their partner? No problem, he will gladly blackmail that person so that shit never happens again.
-☠️🎀 anon xoxo!!
multiple characters headcannons!
"don't judge a book by it's cover.", they say.
characters: kokichi, korekiyo, byakuya, celestia, nagito x m!reader
author's note: yup it's danganronpa dw^^ anyways sure! i love the prompt tho and the idea it's literally chef's kiss to me lmfao (i was planning to finish both of the remaining reqs rn so yeah basically they'll be open in AT LEAST a few hours so yeah) ENJOY EVERYONEEEE
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☆ Kokichi
-so in public you're js a guy that people look at and then immediately turn to their friends to whisper to them "he looks so scary..." or smthn
-and kokichi would ofc notice that
-he would either giggle to himself or actually just yell at them
-"HEY WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING SCARY??!!!??!??!?"
-to the point where you have to drag him away with the most aggressive expression on your face
-people probably don't believe you when you say you're dating much because they think you abuse him or smthn
-but when at home, and you're literally a clingy golden-retriever typa bf, he loves gossiping with you about all those reactions from people in public
-that mischievous idiot will mostly lie to people if anything, like "you won't believe me how scary he is...... he sleeps hugging a knife instead of me!!!"
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◉ Korekiyo
-i hope he won't be too ooc
-ANYWAYS so
-it depends if you want people knowing your personality change/difference or not
-like if you want them to know, he will genuinely try to convince them but the thing is that he'll probably add teasing remarks wether you like it or not
-the same goes for if gou don't want them to know, again, he'll do his best to hide your clingy bf side
-if he hears people saying smthn like "look at that guy.... he looks as if he just killed someone.."
-i swear i see him turning around for 2 seconds to look at them, then continue walking with you after saying loud enough for them to hear "yes he may have, and you're probably next."
-he will scare people off using that watchdog vibe that you apparently give to people
-prefers being alone w you tho
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✷ Byakuya
-oh this guys is a menace(not complaining)
-he has overheard countless shit about people saying "guys..... is that THE byakuya togami?!!??!? why is he walking with that creepy looking guy?"
-and uh he ignores them but definitely makes a grimace at it
-if he's directly talking to someone with you there, and they ask something like "why are you so tense, [name]? chill out a bit......"
-he will literally give them the biggest side-eye ever.
-"if only they were always like that.." he might quietly say but nobody knows.
-when alone, he sometimes wishes he was in public rather than with clingy you.
-don't get either me or him wrong, he loves your affection deep down, but yk him enough to know that he at least has a limit to it all
-kinda hard to be in a relationship w him at all if you think about it but yes????
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✧ Celestia
-love this woman sm i swear
-okay she's the perfect option allow me to explain and rant about why(i just realized how much i love this woman)
-she LOVES you
-SO fucking much especially like this
-idk if it comes off as ooc to others but to me? she absolutely adores it.
-she loves how you're really protective and would probably kill countless people and go through a million executions just you defend her
-but the thing that she loves more about it is that others don't realize it
-they see you more as someone who would kill everyone, celestia, and then yourself.
-if she overheards people making rumors or smthn while walking with you, she would giggle to herself and then tell you about it all
-loves you in both public and private
-but in private you treat her as how a prince treats his princess so she feels extra special then
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✿ Nagito
-alright so this guy
-first of all good luck on getting into a relationship w him cuz it's gonna be tricky due to his nonexistent self-esteem and that
-especially with how you look in public
-when he first saw you he thought "that guy will never look my way.." and was probably scared af when you asked him what was his name
-if people make remarks about it in public, he would most not say anything and just tell you everything by whispering to you
-but if he decides to reply to them in any way, he might say something like "you don't know him enough to call him that, don't assume what people are like just by their appearance." and that's literally it
-so mostly you don't pay any mind to it, neither does he
-but LOVES being in private with you when you shower him with compliments and praise no matter how much he denies all of them
-loves you to the point it might become an obsession but yk if you know him enough it doesn't seem weird much
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really like how i did this one
not sure about korekiyo since i don't really like the guy lol but i tried my best
and finally ofc i celestia is a work of art i love women sm it is not okay anymore
| @mariaace <3
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thelaughtercafe · 7 months
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Inevitable*
Tea Type: Black Coffee with a Shot of Espresso
Potential Triggers: Yandere Nagito, non-con for tickling and cuddling/forced kissing, manipulation of Reader's tickle kink against them, Reader has a pre-established Ultimate if that bothers you.
Pairing: Yandere! Nagito/F! Reader
Length: 1.3k+
Summary: Nagito had been kind and there for you, all throughout your school years. The last thing you expected was him to lock you away. He'd been persistent, but not broken you. Until now. If only his luck wasn't so powerful.
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You were an angel. There was no other way to describe you. Not to Nagito. You'd been kind to him when he didn't deserve it, always fussing over him in school whenever you'd feel his upset. You were the Ultimate Empath- and he considered you the only person who truly understood him in the world. 
So when the world fell to despair, through the actions of he and his friends? Well, he couldn't just…not protect his own personal hope. Right?
And yet…you'd done nothing but make him spiral into despair all the more. You were scared of him. Of what he felt and made you feel. It caused guilt and resentment build up in him all at once and his illnesses, on top of being an Ultimate Despair now certainly didn't help his self control any. He missed your smile. He'd do anything to see you beam at him again, to bestow the gift of your beautiful hope upon him. 
It was then that his luck finally struck. 
He had been having a cuddling session with you- not your favorite part of the day but his by a wide margin. You were still chained to his bed by your leg of course- he had to keep you safe. But it was soothing to feel your skin and cloth against his own. 
It was when your breath hitched unnaturally that it piqued his interest. He had been absentmindedly stroking your stomach and humming when he noticed. Your shirt had ridden up a little. He paused a moment and then continued to hum, even as his mind spun. 
'What could have caused you to react in such a way, my hope? I have to know.'
He allowed his fingers to flutter lower, like he believed they did and this time you jolted in his arms and let out a high pitched squeak. He couldn't help his smirk as he leaned down to purr into your ear, your body now tense as a spring, not breathing. 
"Ah I see now. You wouldn't happen to be ticklish, now would you love?"
"W-What me? No way! You're imagining things Nagi- l-let's just go back to cuddling okay? I was finally starting to fall asleep!"
You had turned to pout at him and Nagito could admit, you had always been a gifted performer. But he knew you better than anyone else- and he was going to take full advantage of this exciting discovery, no matter what. May as well use your lying as an excuse to punish you.  Maybe it would lead you into the depths of despair? He hoped so, because then he could be the one to inspire you to ascend to the echelons of hope and you would finally treasure him as he did you. 
"It's not nice to lie to your boyfriend, you know that?"
He was quiet a moment and then you felt air on your ear, intentionally this time which made you squirm and press your lips together in denial, now firmly turned away from him. 
Now it was his turn to pout. 
"Aww no fair! I haven't seen your smile in so long. You're going to show it to me."
His voice lowered, in that dangerous way that always gave you chills but you shook your head anyway, burrowing your face further into the soft bed as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 
You never would've imagined this whole situation. Less than a year ago you were perfectly content at Hope's Peak Academy. Or at least you think it was less than a year. Nagito didn't exactly keep you updated on the time or date. He'd always been kind to you, and you were close with him and the others. But for this to happen…it brought you despair as you'd never known. And you couldn't fathom it bringing you hope. No matter how much Nagito claimed otherwise. 
Truthfully, you'd always had a crush on Nagito. He was so attentive and kind; always looking out for his friends without a second thought. Not to mention, he was smart and you'd always found intelligence a sexy trait. But…things were changed now. He was still the boy you knew- but he was more sadistic than you ever fathomed he could be. His intelligence was now used to keep you hidden here. He was even prone to threats of telling the others where you were, if you struggled too much. He never got violent- but his punishments were of a different sort. Touch when you didn't want it. Your mandatory "cuddle sessions" were lengthened- and if you screamed or cursed at him- he'd shut you up with a hard kiss to the lips more than once. Eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stroked your face. 
"There's no point in raising your voice. You belong with me. You'll come to see it in time. I know you feel it too."
Perhaps the most frightening thing of all, was that some part of you knew he was right. You'd liked him back in high school, and still found him physically attractive even now. How much longer could you keep up the facade of hatred? The silent treatment? He was all you had left in the wake of the Tragedy, after all. Plus…now he was doing this ? You’d done so well at hiding your kink. No-one knew of it. You damned his luck to the darkest pit of Hell as he forced you up to face him with a pull of your shoulder, moving quickly to straddle your waist. 
Perceptive grey eyes bore into your expression as he analyzed the blush on your face, the hitch of your breath, and then he smirked. 
“Ha, I knew it. You like this.”
“N-No I-”
He cuts you off by sealing your lips together and, for perhaps the first time you kiss back. You think inwardly it’s because this is better than him finding out your tickle kink- but even you doubt the reasoning. 
He pulled back to grin cheerily at you, chuckling in a carefree manner. 
"Now, what did I just say about lying?  Naughty brat. You'll have to be punished for that."
He gave an exaggerated sigh, shrugging as if the situation was out of his hands. 
"And I was so nice, giving you a second chance too…oh well. Can't be helped."
Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to protest but then his fingers were spidering up your sides to scribble at your ribs. 
You burst into laughter instead, trying to squirm and weakly shove him off. 
"Noohohoho!! Nagito! Not this plhehehehehease! It's too soon!" 
His answering laughter was light and melodic as he moved to squeeze at your sides. 
"Aw but you're so cute like this!"
He leaned down, lips meeting your neck before he whispered in your ear, oversensitivity making even that tickle as you flinched and tried to pull away. 
"Don't worry. I won't do anything "below the belt", so to speak, until you consent. I'm not a complete monster. This is definitely my new favorite punishment method though. Besides, there's plenty of spots to explore, even without going there."
You felt his lips upturn into a smirk, as he nibbled experimentally at your neck. 
"...If you get excited because of it? That's just a bonus. It'll make your true feelings for me all the stronger. After all, I'm the one making you feel this way."
Nagito finally pulled back, leaving you gasping and trembling. He smirked at you, the dominant glare in his eyes making you feel weak in the knees. You were running out of fight and he could tell in the way he sneered down at you. He knew he held all the power. 
"It also makes you a liar though. All that bluster and loud denial. I knew it was an act. Good thing I know just how to punish you for it now, huh? Let's see where you're most ticklish, shall we my hope? We have a long night ahead of us."
Well…at least you're at the hands of Nagito. It could be worse. He'd told you of the despair your shared friends and classmates had created. Of what he'd done. 
You were to be nothing but a toy for your old friends' whims until you eventually broke, just as he wanted. You could only resist for so long. 
Perhaps it had been inevitable. 
You were an angel. There was no other way to describe you. Not to Nagito. You'd been kind to him when he didn't deserve it, always fussing over him in school whenever you'd feel his upset. You were the Ultimate Empath- and he considered you the only person who truly understood him in the world. 
So when the world fell to despair, through the actions of he and his friends? Well, he couldn't just…not protect his own personal hope. Right?
And yet…you'd done nothing but make him spiral into despair all the more. You were scared of him. Of what he felt and made you feel. It caused guilt and resentment build up in him all at once and his illnesses, on top of being an Ultimate Despair now certainly didn't help his self control any. He missed your smile. He'd do anything to see you beam at him again, to bestow the gift of your beautiful hope upon him. 
It was then that his luck finally struck. 
He had been having a cuddling session with you- not your favorite part of the day but his by a wide margin. You were still chained to his bed by your leg of course- he had to keep you safe. But it was soothing to feel your skin and cloth against his own. 
It was when your breath hitched unnaturally that it piqued his interest. He had been absentmindedly stroking your stomach and humming when he noticed. Your shirt had ridden up a little. He paused a moment and then continued to hum, even as his mind spun. 
'What could have caused you to react in such a way, my hope? I have to know.'
He allowed his fingers to flutter lower, like he believed they did and this time you jolted in his arms and let out a high pitched squeak. He couldn't help his smirk as he leaned down to purr into your ear, your body now tense as a spring, not breathing. 
"Ah I see now. You wouldn't happen to be ticklish, now would you love?"
"W-What me? No way! You're imagining things Nagi- l-let's just go back to cuddling okay? I was finally starting to fall asleep!"
You had turned to pout at him and Nagito could admit, you had always been a gifted performer. But he knew you better than anyone else- and he was going to take full advantage of this exciting discovery, no matter what. May as well use your lying as an excuse to punish you.  Maybe it would lead you into the depths of despair? He hoped so, because then he could be the one to inspire you to ascend to the echelons of hope and you would finally treasure him as he did you. 
"It's not nice to lie to your boyfriend, you know that?"
He was quiet a moment and then you felt air on your ear, intentionally this time which made you squirm and press your lips together in denial, now firmly turned away from him. 
Now it was his turn to pout. 
"Aww no fair! I haven't seen your smile in so long. You're going to show it to me."
His voice lowered, in that dangerous way that always gave you chills but you shook your head anyway, burrowing your face further into the soft bed as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 
You never would've imagined this whole situation. Less than a year ago you were perfectly content at Hope's Peak Academy. Or at least you think it was less than a year. Nagito didn't exactly keep you updated on the time or date. He'd always been kind to you, and you were close with him and the others. But for this to happen…it brought you despair as you'd never known. And you couldn't fathom it bringing you hope. No matter how much Nagito claimed otherwise. 
Truthfully, you'd always had a crush on Nagito. He was so attentive and kind; always looking out for his friends without a second thought. Not to mention, he was smart and you'd always found intelligence a sexy trait. But…things were changed now. He was still the boy you knew- but he was more sadistic than you ever fathomed he could be. His intelligence was now used to keep you hidden here. He was even prone to threats of telling the others where you were, if you struggled too much. He never got violent- but his punishments were of a different sort. Touch when you didn't want it. Your mandatory "cuddle sessions" were lengthened- and if you screamed or cursed at him- he'd shut you up with a hard kiss to the lips more than once. Eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stroked your face. 
"There's no point in raising your voice. You belong with me. You'll come to see it in time. I know you feel it too."
Perhaps the most frightening thing of all, was that some part of you knew he was right. You'd liked him back in high school, and still found him physically attractive even now. How much longer could you keep up the facade of hatred? The silent treatment? He was all you had left in the wake of the Tragedy, after all. Plus…now he was doing this ? You’d done so well at hiding your kink. No-one knew of it. You damned his luck to the darkest pit of Hell as he forced you up to face him with a pull of your shoulder, moving quickly to straddle your waist. 
Perceptive grey eyes bore into your expression as he analyzed the blush on your face, the hitch of your breath, and then he smirked. 
“Ha, I knew it. You like this.”
“N-No I-”
He cuts you off by sealing your lips together and, for perhaps the first time you kiss back. You think inwardly it’s because this is better than him finding out your tickle kink- but even you doubt the reasoning. 
He pulled back to grin cheerily at you, chuckling in a carefree manner. 
"Now, what did I just say about lying?  Naughty brat. You'll have to be punished for that."
He gave an exaggerated sigh, shrugging as if the situation was out of his hands. 
"And I was so nice, giving you a second chance too…oh well. Can't be helped."
Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to protest but then his fingers were spidering up your sides to scribble at your ribs. 
You burst into laughter instead, trying to squirm and weakly shove him off. 
"Noohohoho!! Nagito! Not this plhehehehehease! It's too soon!" 
His answering laughter was light and melodic as he moved to squeeze at your sides. 
"Aw but you're so cute like this!"
He leaned down, lips meeting your neck before he whispered in your ear, oversensitivity making even that tickle as you flinched and tried to pull away. 
"Don't worry. I won't do anything "below the belt", so to speak, until you consent. I'm not a complete monster. This is definitely my new favorite punishment method though. Besides, there's plenty of spots to explore, even without going there."
You felt his lips upturn into a smirk, as he nibbled experimentally at your neck. 
"...If you get excited because of it? That's just a bonus. It'll make your true feelings for me all the stronger. After all, I'm the one making you feel this way."
Nagito finally pulled back, leaving you gasping and trembling. He smirked at you, the dominant glare in his eyes making you feel weak in the knees. You were running out of fight and he could tell in the way he sneered down at you. He knew he held all the power. 
"It also makes you a liar though. All that bluster and loud denial. I knew it was an act. Good thing I know just how to punish you for it now, huh? Let's see where you're most ticklish, shall we my hope? We have a long night ahead of us."
Well…at least you're at the hands of Nagito. It could be worse. He'd told you of the despair your shared friends and classmates had created. Of what he'd done. 
You were to be nothing but a toy for your old friends' whims until you eventually broke, just as he wanted. You could only resist for so long. 
Perhaps it had been inevitable. 
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bee-writes-n-spins · 7 months
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omg hi!! Can I have a Nagito x reader where reader is an absolutely simp for him? Like, they follow him around like a lost puppy and occasionally get cute aggression from looking at him so they just squish his face
a/n - yeah sure! i've been itching for someone in my inbox anyways lmao. also, you didn't specify if you wanted a writing or headcanons, so i just did a drabble.
"god, nagi'! why is your hair so damn fluffy?!" you pout, nearly attacking your partner. the two of you are currently in a predicament: nagito has been tasked with making y'all's dinner, but...
"____, please get off me. you being in my arms just increases my chances of setting the kitchen on fire," he laughs awkwardly while trying to gently push you off of him. "i love you, but this is too much affection especially for you to give to someone as worthless as i."
the glare you give him could rival the knife in his hand with as sharp as it is. "number one: you're not worthless. number two: i just can't! you're just so... agh!" words can't describe how you feel about him. at this point, only sounds can.
"come on.. pretty please?" he gives you puppy dog eyes.
with a sigh, you take a step back. "fine.." you drag your feet dramatically to plop up yourself on the unused counter space.
"thank you.. now.. how am i supposed to cut a brisket?" he asks, tying up his hair.
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pfpanimes · 2 years
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⌕ danganronpa • nagito komaeda.
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m-y-fandoms · 1 year
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COMMISSION: Nagito Komaeda Dating Head-Canons + Small Drabble Sections
Word Count: 1.7K Words
Details: SFW requested and pretty gender-neutral. Established relationship, not just a crush or pining.
Path 1 - Despair/Island Killing Game:
Nagito definitely holds your hand or clings to you as you explore the island from the jump. If the Killing Game hasn’t started yet, he tries to make excuses for his neediness and desire to be attached at the hip. He senses the danger, that things are a little too peaceful, but he doesn’t want to weird you or anyone else out or spread a panic quite yet. Once it’s been announced and Monokuma arrives, he insists on escorting you to lunch and breakfast, on poison-testing your food. He cares very little for his own safety.
Definitely stalks you around the island and keeps to the shadows if you mention wanting space or insist you will be safe on your own every once in a while.
The illusion of choice would be a huge issue with him in the Killing Game setting with an S/O. It may not be healthy, but even when you think he’s out of sight or not plotting any crazy schemes/ideas,, rest assured he is already two steps ahead. He would do anything to make sure his bad luck cycle affects anyone but you and works over time, sometimes into the early hours of the morning to try and find Monokuma’s creator and the “traitor” that is surely among you all.
He insists on sleeping in your cabin or you in his. He feels better in yours, though, convinced his terrible energy and the dangerous aura that follows him around like a shadow has probably sunk into every corner of his own domicile. Anywhere he can call his own surely has to be haunted with misery and blackened with terrible omens of what’s to come. He feels at peace when he enters your safe space: your cabin decked out with items that are personalized to your talents and hobbies. He feels less alone, less burdened by the energy that surrounds himself.
When you blush and explain to him that it may not be appropriate for him to stay the night in your cabin, he brushes it off. He’s not even thinking about that kind of stuff, about the implications of a student sleeping over at their lover’s cabin. He wouldn’t even see himself as worthy enough to be more intimate with you in the first place. When he would hold your hand or cling to you like a human shield it was always for your good, not his own pleasure or to sate his own touch starvation.
“W-what do you mean?” Your face flooded with a warmth when he first suggested (more like insisted on) it. Your cheeks felt hot to the touch.
“Huh? Why do you look so flustered right now? It’s no big deal, really!” He displayed a crooked, paranoid grin. It was only your third night on the island and he’d already reached his limit. Watching you go into your room alone every night was stressful and tore away at him. How could he protect you if someone snuck in from the opposite side window, or if he couldn’t hear an altercation through the walls? The distance and limited time for reaction were just too risky.
“Nagito… I mean… you don’t think the others will, I don’t know, maybe judge us?” You put a hand to your face in contemplation, unable to meet his eyes. “Maybe they will think it’s weird… or that something inappropriate is going on here… usually two students aren’t allowed to spend the night together… if this were a regular school-“
“Oh well if that’s your concern, I can sleep on the ground! I was going to suggest laying in the bed with you, but that may have been presumptuous of me! If you’re uncomfortable-”
“I think you’re missing the point!” You cut him off, heart beating wildly at the thought of your boyfriend just crawling into bed with you every night. You’d never done more then hold hands, now he wanted to snuggle up in the dark wearing nothing but your bedclothes? It was a huge step. You feared the judgmental smirks of people like Hiyoko, the lectures on proper behavior from your more uptight classmates. People would whisper for sure. Some would confront you and want the details. Nagito was the black sheep of the group after all. Nobody was as close to him as you. You could already hear Ibuki and Akane teasing you, making up crazy scenarios of what they thought happened when you and Nagito spent the night together.
“O-oh, if you’re that worried about what our peers would think, I can understand! I would be embarrassed to be dating someone like me as well, but I will make sure they know nothing unbefitting of a ray of Hope like you happened! I’m just here to keep watch. I wouldn’t dream of trying anything!” He flashed a cheesy smile, holding his hands up in submission. It seemed like he wasn’t going to take no for an answer this time. You sighed deeply in resignation. He already stands outside the bathroom when you shower, so this wasn’t really that much further of a stretch.
He spends hours thinking about how he wants to kiss you, how he wants to touch your bare skin to his, even in the most ticklish or innocent of ways. He lets his mind stew over it, fantasizes, but never acts on his desires. He believes his filthy hands - cursed with bringing harm to others in order to bring luck to himself - could never defile your perfect skin, never dirty your soft hair. Even to ask for your consent to do so would be pathetic, embarrassing. Someone like him lived to serve, please and protect a glowing source of Hope such as yourself. This was bigger then him. You needed to survive, to bring change and Hope to the entire world.
If one day by some miracle you asked, begged him to touch you, to give you more the a vice-like hand-holding session, he could never deny you that request. The last of his restraint would break. His hands would shake, afraid to mess it up, to upset you. His mind would race. Even a small kiss would set his pale, clammy skin on fire.
It would set into motion another hyper-fixation, an addiction… obsession. He would know what true Hope tasted like when your lips touched his.
Nagito is definitely the type to kill others for the sake of his S/O. In canon, he offers to help the blackened, sets up traps and tricks to get people caught or assists in trials, but if he had someone to truly love him and love in return, I think it would set his crazy into overdrive. I would expect he would actually get a bit sloppier, too focused on your safety and happiness above all else that he doesn’t even care if he gets caught or slips up. It’s kind of like how some people in powerful positions or criminal organizations don’t want their family known or easily accessible. That’s an easy hostage, easy leverage. You have something to lose, and therefore you are weaker.
Path 2 - Hope’s Peak Academy School Life/Normal Non-Despair:
Nagito is constantly staring at you, taking in your beauty and radiance. He’s obsessive, constantly adjusting the buttons on your uniform or fixing a pleat that is out of place. He doesn’t even notice when his own tie or collar are loose.
He offers to do your laundry, fold your clothes, clean your dorm. Little favors that make your life easier feel like an honor to him.
When he does your laundry, he dives his nose into your dirty outfits and breathes deeply of your scent. He can’t help himself. Your aroma is like a natural pheromone to him. He will feel guilty, disgusting as he tucks a sock or pair of underwear into his backpack or pocket. He swears to himself he will return it to you… someday, once it’s lost its potency.
There’s a shrine of sorts to you in his own dorm room, which he never lets you enter. He always has an excuse: it’s dirty, it smells in there, he doesn’t want anyone seeing you enter such a lowlife’s room. He fears that if you see the extent of his love for you, his unhealthy obsession, that you’ll be scared away.
The shrine consists of strands of your hair, things he’s swiped from your dorm room without you noticing, photos of you printed out and framed (some photos, he was even blessed enough to be in with you!)
He plans at least one date night every single week. As soon as classes are over he spares no expense on taking you out and letting you pick whatever activity you’re in the mood for. He’s just happy to be there.
He dismisses your worries about him spending money on you, reassuring you every time that he has more money then he knows what to do with.
He’s of course made sure his class schedule lines up with yours perfectly. You think it’s just a coincidence that you get to spend so much time together! You knew he purposely picked some of the same elective classes, but didn’t realize the extent of his influence over his own class schedule.
He sometimes gets a little jealous of your classmates spending time with you, but lets those feelings be released in private. He doesn’t want to scare you away or ruin the privilege of being with you. He knows others deserve to bask in your brilliance and overwhelming energy too, knows that he can’t expect to hoard such a glowing Hope all to himself, but it bites at him. Of course everyone else wants you too. He’s delusional about your importance in the vast universe because he’s totally blinded by love. He will misinterpret someone letting you borrow a pencil as flirting or being partners in gym class as something more. He lets this manifest as sadness or trying harder to please you. He may sabotage the “competition” sometimes, but never let you catch on to his meddling.
He could listen to you talk about your hobbies and interests forever. He wants you to show him how to do it, tell him all the backstory, lore, origins of your hyper-fixations or passions. Spending nights on your dorm room floor listening to your favorite musical artists and just eating ramen would mean the world to him.
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raitonsfw · 7 months
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Body worship with sub Nagito, pls? Just need to satisfy my deep urge to make him feel amazing and loved. ❤
ofc! 
18+ mdni, handjob, bit of nipple play, body worship in the form of a tiny anatomy study.
his hair fluffed with anticipation, laid curly amongst the pillow that he had tilted his head back into. you watched him with a smirk on your lips as you ran your fingers through it, his forehead damp with the sweat that dotted the ends of his cloudy strands with droplets. every once in a while, in between a quiet whimper, the fluff of his waves would bounce as he lifted up his head to look at you– your hand currently in between his pale thighs, languidly stroking his cock.
his face scrunched up with every twist of your palm, sliding up and down in slick motions to get him quivering underneath. small huffs came from his lips, swollen from biting them so much to try to quiet down ‘cause he was trying not to be too loud this time. but once you pressed a kiss to his inner thigh, a choked whine came from his throat and his dim eyes squeezed shut– his cheeks flushing red as you snaked your tongue towards the underside of his cock.
his shoulders shrugged backwards as his back arched into you, his cock thrusting into your hand with his voice muffled into the pillow. you vaguely heard his soft noises of pleasure, too mesmerized on how his collarbones stuck out so prettily– you wanted to bite at them, nip at the precious dips that divoted his skin whenever his elbows pressed into the mattress. his neck had been exposed for you as well and you moved your way up to litter his flesh in tiny bruises.
his chest heaved, pressing into yours as you jerked him off faster– spurs of ‘don’t stop’ and ‘feels so good, thank you…’ falling from his lips as you sucked hickeys down his neck towards the span of his sternum. you whispered praises into his skin as his back arched again, willingly letting you latch onto one of his nipples graciously. your other hand smoothed down his lower tummy, rubbing circles into it as the muscles underneath it twitched with every intoxicating pull of his cock. 
his shaky hands threaded into your hair when you bit down on his bud in time with swiping your thumb over his swollen tip– his entire body quivering against you as he tried to stay sane. but god, your hand did wonders to him, his orgasm already so fucking close and practically teasing him to fall over the edge. his fingers curled into your hair, pushing you down greedily on his other nipple before letting you do whatever you pleased– desperate for anything and everything now as your tongue lapped the sense out of him.
his hips stuttered into your hand seconds later, his cock spurting thick against the front of your sweats– a high pitched, breathy moan overtaking him, your name caught up in the mix of it. his eyes rolled back into his head as his hips rolled steadily into your hand, spasming with every viscous rope of cum dribbling from his cock. as he came down from his high, you made sure to pull him in for a loving kiss– moving with him lazily with your palms pressed to his cheeks.
a/n: don’t mind the format, wanted to dabble in a bit of what i call an anatomy study. could probably do a part two since i didn’t go over every body part tbh, if you want me to lol.
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lucieviere · 7 months
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Nagito at 3:00am
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weemopuu · 11 months
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I've been thinking of F!nagito recently and its healing my gay heart
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tsukasalvr · 11 months
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Hi, can I request a Nagito x Reader (I don’t care if it’s headcanons, oneshots, or whatever you choose) where the reader has two talents, one is the Ultimate Hope, and the next one isn’t recognized by Hopes Peak but it basically negates luck. Like for example with Nagito if something good happens around/involving the reader than something equally bad won’t happen? Sorry if this doesn’t make much sense, love your work.
ultimate hope!reader who balances his luck
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Anime/fandom: Danganronpa
Character: Nagito Komaeda
Warnings: I don’t proofread
A/n: I hope I got it right anon!!!!!
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Nagito Komaeda
You’re a gem in his eye, the purest form of life, a shining beautiful diamond in a world full of filth and despair
He’s never felt so blessed to have someone like you, you’re so full of hope and he’s practically worshipping the ground you walk on. Sometimes he thinks the gods have blessed him for you be someone as lowly as him
“You truly are the ultimate hope, my luck must be really great if I managed to be with you.” He says with a lighthearted laugh as he holds your hands and raises them towards his face to give them a gentle kiss, to show he really does love and appreciate you
Nagito has noticed that whenever you’re around, bad luck never shows up. He can’t help but wonder if you somehow balance it so it’s only luck, basically neutralizing it. Even so, he will of course have no problem with it and love you even more
Hes had so many things happen to him and around him because of his luck—which is very ironic, and tends to be very odd compared to others because of it, but with you, you made his life pure.
He doesn’t have to worry about hurting himself or others, and he really does think you’re a blessing in disguise
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maesaeart · 1 year
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U-Uhm!... Can't we talk about this??... I-I don't think I can handle... two of you at once!!! \(๑•́o•̀๑)/
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This is Part 4!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5 (SMUT)
thanks again for 100 follows on twt and 50 here! (⁀ᗢ⁀)/ I know its taking a bit to finish but we're at the home stretch baby!!
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