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tainted angel 🪽 (pt.10)

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ෆ DABI X HAWKS’ LITTLE SISTER

ෆ cw‼️:this chapter contains only smut, fingering, praising, passionate sex, biting, branding, slight use of Dabi’s quirk.

ෆ A/N: well, it’s finally here!!! I apologise for making you guys wait so long for this, but I was going thru a major writer’s block and had 0 inspiration :( also the picture above was edited by my horny ass. Anyway enjoy this last snack from me to you for this year <3

[Her/Your POV]

Dabi’s room was on the 5th floor. But our patience was running thin as we took the elevator and simply started making out inside, not caring if there were surveillance cameras around. When I pointed that out, Dabi laughed before crashing his lips against mine again.

“I won’t mind giving ‘em a show” he grinned, his kisses tracing further down my neck and collarbone, his scarred hands roaming around my body, itching to completely tear off my dress. If we’d have been inside the elevator any second longer, surely I’d have been naked in front of the people who just appeared when the doors opened. Clumsily I tried to fix my dress, embarrassment crept up my face as they stared at both of us, clothes and hair disshelved and my lipstick already smeared around my lips. It doesn’t take a genius to know what we were doing inside. Though their stares didn’t last much, as they knew to not stare too long when Dabi is around. Like meek scared things they let us both pass through, not saying a word, their silence and nervousness too loud.

But in this very moment, nothing mattered.

The moment Dabi got me to his room, nothing else mattered but him. And the same thing could be said in his case too, the moment he locked that door he pounced on me, back to kissing me feverishly, his warm hands touching and squeezing every inch of my body. Like a hungry animal who’s been left starved for too long, Dabi didn’t even let me to catch my breath as he left his mark wherever he could.

“Been waiting so long for this..” Dabi whispers, his hands squeezing my thighs. He places a kiss on my lips, staring into my eyes.

“Take these off for me… give me a show, pretty girl~”

And with that, he lays down on the bed. I gulp nervously, suddenly feeling all shy in front of him again. How could I not? The way those cerulean eyes wouldn’t leave my body just gave me shivers.

“Unless y’want me to either rip off that pretty dress or burn it.. I’m not a very patient man, doll. And it would be a shame to ruin this dress, really~”

His gaze darkened, he meant what he said. The thought of him using his quirk on me, tearing my clothes off, the danger of it had me scared, and yet again, thrilled too. Aroused even.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Dabi’s hands wander behind my back, finding the zipper of my dress and lowering it just enough for me to undress easier. The rest was left to me, Dabi leaned back, an aroused smirk on his face as he took my nervous expressions.

“D-Don’t look at me like that!” I pout, feeling my face heating up as he chuckles. It’s not everyday I undress myself in front of men, and the way his half lidded eyes stare lustily at me, studying my every move, doesn’t help.

“Ya gettin’ shy on me, doll?” he leans in closer to me, his hands resting on my hips, squeezing a little. “Pretty angel has never done this before? So innocent, can’t even take off her clothes~”

“Dabii!” I whine in frustration while he laughs, placing a kiss on my stomach. His teasing never ends, I’ll end up turning into a puddle on the floor if he keeps up with this.

With Dabi’s help my dress falls down my shoulders, then going lower, exposing my body in front of him until it falls down the floor. I’m still on my lingerie, his warm hands feel even better on my bare skin.

“How have you been hiding all this from me, doll?” he whispers, placing kisses on my stomach and chest, admiring every inch of my body. “So fucking gorgeous…”

He proceeds removing my bra, leaving my tits full on display for him. Instinctively I bring my hands to cover them, but he doesn’t let me.

“Ah, ah.. don’t hide the goods from me” he grins, removing my hands and staring in awe at my tits. He places a soft kiss on my sensitive nipples, which has my whole body electrified, shivering in anticipation and the desire to get more of it. He does it again, taking a nipple between his teeth, nibbling it softly while his hand keeps groping and squeezing my other boob. His tongue laps at my nipple before he goes on to suck it again, evoking a moan out of me. He hums in satisfaction, clearly wanting me to be more noisy. I’m putty in his hands already, with nothing but my panties on, which are already soaked. Dabi stops for a minute before grabbing me and throwing me to the bed, quickly getting on top of me. My hands reach for his shirt, wanting to take that off of him too. But his hands stop me.

“No.. not yet” he whispers, a slight change of mood appearing on his face. I stare back at him confused, and worried if I did something wrong by wanting to remove his shirt.

“I-I’m sorry.. I just-”

“Don’t be angel” he kisses my lips. “This night is for you only.. just sit back and don’t worry your pretty head about anything”

I nod, before responding back. “But- I want to feel you more intimately, just like you’re feeling me. It doesn’t feel right if I am the only one undressed..please..”

Dabi stays silent for a second, contemplating. He lets out a sigh, seeming unsure. Though I can’t understand what really bothers him.

“You’ll get disgusted princess…” he mumbles. “And it’ll ruin the moment…you sure y’want this? My body is not a usual one, it’s not perfect like yours.”

My hands tug at his shirt, now this time it’s me reaching to kiss him.

“I don’t care… I just want you. Every inch of you”

I’m not really sure where this boldness is coming from me, but seeing Dabi, the one who always looks confident, cocky and fearless, now being insecure and unsure for the first time ever…doesn’t sit right with me.

I think it’s right to express how much I need him, no matter what he hides underneath his clothes.

Dabi gives in to my pleas, finally taking off his shirt, and now it’s my turn to stare in awe at his body.

Just like his face, half of his body was scarred too, the staples going down on his chest and stomach, each of them put nicely one after another. The sight is unique, a body like his is definitely not something usual to see. My hand slowly reaches to touch his chest, his body already radiating enough heat. I look at him to make sure if it’s okay for me to touch him, and he lets me, gulping a little when I place my hand and caress him softly.

His toned body entirely decorated with the scared and staples.

He is beautiful. And it’s certain he notices the way I squeeze my legs together while admiring his body. That gives him enough confidence to lean in further, pressing his body against mine, the heat of our bodies transferring into one another as he gives me a deep kiss again. I wrap my legs around his waist, locking him between them and wrapping my arms around his neck, moaning softly in his mouth. His kisses are divine, slow and sloppy, enjoying the taste as his tongue intertwines with mine, eating each of my sounds coming out of my throat. I don’t even notice the way my hips are grinding against his, feeling his growing bulge pressing against my clothed cunt.

“Can’t get enough of these lips..” Dabi whispers between kisses and I hum in response, feeling the same way. His hands continue roaming around my body, squeezing my tits and then going further down my ass and thighs. He gives my ass a light spank, catching me off guard and chuckling at my reaction.

Looking back at Dabi, I can swear I see the faintest blush on his cheeks, right underneath his scars, while his pupils are blown wide. He wants me as much as I want him too, and in this very moment I do not regret anything.

“Spread ‘em nicely for me” he hums, tapping at my thighs. I swallow and nod, slowly spreading my legs in front of him, following his every command, as if hypnotised.

“Good girl” he praises, and I almost moan at the way his voice sounded while saying it. His calloused fingers reach to grab at my panties, slowly taking them off. My wetness sticks to the fabric, I feel ashamed of how soaked I am for him.

“Shit baby..” Dabi grunts, his fingers pressing against my slit, then slowly rubbing my clit. “No need for any preparation at all, you’re already drenched. And all we did was just kiss, is that all it took?”

My frown doesn’t go unnoticed by him, his teasing turning my face red and I avert my gaze away from him. But Dabi brings my attention back at him again as he plunges his fingers deep inside, getting a high pitched moan out of my mouth at the sudden action. Two of his fingers, and I already feel full.

“Look at me..” he whispers, making me lock his eyes with his. With his thumb he rubs my clit in circles, carefully watching my movements and what made my body tick. I can see his bulge, already hard and begging to get out of his pants. I gulp at the huge size of it, wondering how will I even take him when it only took him two fingers to make me feel full.

I already feel the knot forming in my stomach as he continues fingering me, finding those spots that are making me squirm and moan breathlessly. He licks his lips at the sight, my hand grabbing his wrist, wanting him to go faster, harder until I cum.

“Greedy aren’t we?” Dabi taunts, the movements of his fingers sliding in and out my soaked hole becoming faster. He eagerly looks at the way my hips buck up and my legs tremble as I reach my high. I cum with a choked moan of his name between my lips, my eyes rolling back in pleasure as I ride out my orgasm on his fingers.

“Good.. that’s very good” Dabi grins, taking out his fingers and licking the juices off them, moaning at the taste.

“I love the way you say my name, angel. I wanna hear it more..”

Not wasting any second further, Dabi unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants. As he lowers his boxers, my mouth falls open and my eyes widen as I look at him.

Fuck, he is indeed so big.

His cock, long and slightly curved, his veins popping out, connecting to his red tip already leaking precum. And most importantly, the piercings decorating his shaft, one by one they almost shine in the dimly lit room. Dabi strokes his cock slowly in front of me, a lazy grin spreading on his face.

“Like what you see, sweetheart? Though you seem kinda nervous” he adds. “Don’t let the piercings intimidate ya, these are just for fun.”

“N-No that’s not it” I blush. “It’s just that- well, with your fingers I already felt full. And now..”

Understanding what I meant, Dabi leans in to give me a kiss, positioning himself between my legs.

“Don’t worry, it will fit,” he whispers between kisses, gently biting my lip. “And if it doesn’t.. then I’ll make it fit. And you’ll take it all like a good girl, yes angel?”

“Yes Dabi...” I sigh, already feeling the heat coming back again, needy for more than just his fingers. He smears the tip against my folds, teasing me further while placing open mouthed kisses on my neck. My breathing gets harder, I buck my hips up to get more friction of his cock. He presses his tip against my entrance, slowly pushing it inside. I can already feel the stretch, my nails dig on his shoulders as I try to take all of him, inch by inch.

“Relax, doll” he says through gritted teeth. “Fuuuck you’re so damn tight, squeezin’ me like that..”

He gives me some time to get used to his size, before moving and sliding it in and out, putting on a steady pace. His hands grip my thighs firmly, keeping them spread.

“Nghh you suck me in so good, angel…” Dabi grunts in my ear, speeding up his pace. “Milking me dry like that”

My moans and whines get louder as he goes in and out of me, faster and deeper, I can feel each one of his piercings against my walls and the tip of his cock hitting every spot that makes me see stars.

“Harder…p-please!” I moan in his ear. Dabi is huge compared to me, his body overpowering mine, his hands easily keeping both my wrists above my head.

Hearing my words, he proceeds to put both my legs on top of his broad shoulders, the new position making me feel him way deeper inside of me.

“Like that baby?” he groans, the sound of his hips slamming against me now getting louder and faster, sweat and steam coming off his heated body.

“Y-Yes!!”

He reaches in to kiss me, his kiss so suffocating and possessive I almost choke on it, I have nowhere to escape as he keeps both my hands and legs locked in his grasp. I feel his hand on my thigh heating up more, slowly burning me on the process, though I am so high on pleasure that the pain only adds more to it. It’s all hot and steamy, his quirk adding more to the heat enveloping our bodies as we both reach our high. Dabi could easily ruin me, and in the state I am now, I don’t think I would even mind.

I almost want him to ruin me.

His fingers reach to play with my sore clit, and I feel myself breaking again.

“M’gonna cum!” I cry out, biting down on his shoulder.

“Go on, angel. Cum for me..” Dabi bites me back, already leaving hickeys on my neck. “That’s it, baby, squeeze me more- fuck- this fuckin’ pussy’s so damn good..”

He is clearly lost in pleasure as his hips begin to stutter, his breathing getting harder and his cock pulsating inside of me. His words and voice are enough to send me over the edge, orgasm crashing through me as I cum all over his length. The sounds he gets out of me are lewd and sinful, having the man I desire inside of me feels like heaven on earth.

“Mmhm that’s it, that’s my good girl” he praises, making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. “Shit, gonna cum too fuckin’ take it-”

He comes inside of me with a loud groan, spurting hot cum deep inside of me and painting my walls white, so much to the point it starts leaking out.

“Take it all” he breathes out, lazily moving his hips and fucking all the cum back inside of me. I let him do as he pleases, completely worn out and just letting out soft whines from feeling so good and full.

We both take a minute to catch our breath, him still inside of me without moving.

“You okay, angel?” he whispers softly, removing strands of hair sticking on my forehead.

“Y-Yeah” I swallow, looking at his eyes. “You made me feel so good…”

Dabi grins, kissing me on the lips and stroking my cheek. We stay like this for a few more minutes, relaxing on each other’s touch and kisses.

Though my eyes widen as I feel him rock hard inside of me again, and he chuckles, staring back at me.

“Ready for round two, princess?”

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ma1dita · 5 months

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'en route' - i. imaginary friend

pictures are not mine, 3rd is a photo concept by @geloyconcepcion on ig

read along here (will update) : part ii, part iii, part iv

song of the chapter: revolution 0 by boygenius

en route playlist: here

words: 3.9k

summary: pt ¼ of ‘en route’. You and James are kindred spirits. Fighting in the First Wizarding War just seems to be your only escape.

warnings: no use of y/n, religious iconography sprinkled here and there, depictions of loss/war, angst, unhappy(?) marriage, fake marriage, twin flames vibe, they’re just kids they should be at the club bro

a/n: setting the scene is always so hard LOL. i love writing morally grey characters, please feel free to comment if you want to be added onto the taglist, or scream at me <3 thanks for the patience, you won’t have to wait as long for the next part lol

(posted 12/28/23, might come back to edit)

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END OF MARCH 1980

There’s not a lot of things you like to remember about the year 1980. The memories blur together, highly repressed in a busy corner of your mind, and if someone held you at wandpoint to ask about what happened, you’re not sure where to begin. You don’t talk about it much anymore, but if you did, it wouldn’t be sufficient to put it in a few simple words.

And maybe if you did, the remembering wouldn’t hurt as much. With little physical things to hang onto, however—holding onto this hurt reminds you it was real.

From what you can remember anyway, it all started on his birthday.

You felt eyes on you as soon as you stormed into the room. In this congregation of people trying to save the world, it was easy to feel unseen in your struggles to keep moving forward. A pair of kaleidoscope eyes meet yours for a small moment, and that’s when you knew it was risky. It’s easy to hide in a crowd of Aurors enjoying the reprieve from the reality of the world outside of headquarters’ protected doors, fading into the background.

But he saw you, and that was terrifying–to be perceived.

Frank Longbottom pours you a pint, and you nod your head in thanks, taking a long sip before settling down into a chair at the bar. The same pair of eyes see through you, past your hunched frame, down to the core of your grief. Something about it resonates with him deeply, and the boys notice his attention is away from the conversation they’re having in the living room.

“She's pretty, yeah? French, I think. Never says more than a few words to anyone though, I tried. All business,” Sirius mumbles to his best friend over a glass of firewhiskey.

James looks up at Sirius from his position in the armchair, his head tilted to one side in curiosity at the way you fold into yourself.

"Yeah, I guess," James replies reluctantly. "I've never properly spoken to her, but I can tell she's very... mellow."

“Heard she lost people. The war hasn't been kind to her like it has to a lot of us. Don't know if she'll budge, Prongs. Some pages are best left unturned,” Remus says, shuffling a deck of cards between his scarred fingers. Sirius grunts in response, not caring for the conversation as he takes another sip of his drink.

James knows now what he recognizes within you. Grief has been looming over him too, latched onto his spine, weighing him down as the responsibilities grow by the day. His eyes flicker to his wife’s baby bump as she stands near the window laughing at something Marlene and Peter were acting out. Lily falling pregnant was his sign to get his shit together, because if he didn’t, who would?

Like a shadow, you shy away from the light and laughter that fills the room. But there was no escape once he started walking in your direction. There was no grandiose introduction, no heart-stopping, earth-shattering moment. Both consumed by grief unseen by most, two people sat at the bar in silent reverence of each other’s breathing, daring the other to say something.

“Didn’t know I was crashing your birthday Potter. Seems I don't have a gift,” you say suddenly, words rushing out as your eyes trace his profile.

A beat passes.

His head bobs up and for a second you think you’ve said the wrong thing until you realize he’s smiling. He looks up grinning like the devil, eyes meeting yours with a smile you could only describe as radiant. It stirs something deep within you, and you watch your hands reach toward your butterbeer to avoid his searing gaze.

“Terrible time to have a party anyway. I think it’s more for them than it is for me.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” you scoff lightly, and his head jerks towards you as you continue, “You’re a bit too happy for my liking.”

“Oh?” His body turns to follow, knees bumping against yours under the bartop.

“How come you know so much about me then? You don’t give any of us a chance with you.”

James says this jokingly, but a part of it rings true like a punch in the gut. You were so impressionable, left soft and malleable by the grief that became you that you found it quite infuriating that someone like him could be so happy in the middle of a war like this one.

A noise of acknowledgement leaves your throat and he watches your fingers clench around the glass. Too much? Change the subject.

“What’s the ‘T’ necklace you have on?”

The chain swings against your chest as you adjust yourself on the barstool, becoming aware of the weight of it.

“What?”

“What does it mean? Must be important to you, whoever this fellow is. See you wear it every day,” he says adamantly, before backtracking and realizing how stalkerish that sounds.

“Potter, have you never met a Christian?” Your eyes dart between him and his hands on the bartop, more glaringly, the platinum wedding band on his left hand. Surely, anything should be more interesting than conversing with a stranger at his own party.

“A who? Who’s Christian? Are you?”

The beginning of a smile breaks onto your face like daybreak. It’s refreshing, he thinks. He doesn’t think he’s made someone smile like that in a while.

“You idi–,” you exhale, “It’s not… Muggles don’t have magic like us, so they have belief systems. Higher power they believe in. Weren’t you Head Boy at Hogwarts, how did you pass Muggle Studies?”

“Elective. Do you believe in that stuff? God and what not?”

Your calf brushes his pant leg accidentally. Why can’t you stop fidgeting? He makes you nervous, all these questions, and then you blurt your response out in rapid succession that he’s almost unable to catch it.

“No. Maybe. My parents did, and God was important to them, so I wear this necklace because of it. They’re important to me. I used to before I found out I was a witch. Used to pray that God would save me, make me something other than mundane—well, here I am now. Not quite sure if he heard me.”

It hits you that the last time you’ve been able to speak about your parents like this was at their funeral two months back. Right before you joined the Order, and sitting here in front of James suddenly feels stifling. You roll your jacket sleeves up, hyperaware that he’s watching your every move.

He keeps his tone light, but the smile on his face is kind as he mutters, “You think some bloke up top is calling all the shots for everyone?” James says this without judgment and your breath quivers.

“I don’t know, but I think things happen for a reason. I’m still trying to find out what that exactly is.”

His pinky nudges yours on the sticky bartop, and his glasses slide down the bridge of his nose as he tilts his head in thought.

“Did. Is the believing past tense?”

You’re not sure what’s changed in the past few minutes that’s made you comfortable in his presence, but you crack a joke before you think too hard.

“My parents are. Past tense.”

Laughter spills out of you like the bubbles on your refilled pint glass, and James scrunches his face, holding back until his shoulders are shaking from the effort.

“Merlin….yeah. Mine too.”

Oh.

You look at him through your eyelashes, silence filling the space between you two as the rest of the party goes on in the background. James clinks his glass with yours, and there’s a silent understanding that bridges between you, connecting you together.

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END OF APRIL 1980

“You know if we’re gonna be friends, you should probably call me James.”

The two of you were left sitting in the den to deliberate on the mission you were being sent at the end of this week. Three whole months with James Potter could be a nightmare. But it could also be quite fun, you think, watching him flick through the mission files with a quirk in his lip that can only signal mischief. Signing away your life wouldn’t be so bad if you had him to keep you company. You’d never tell him that though.

“Will we be? You don’t seem that excited.”

“Excited to be shipped away from everyone we know is definitely a statement, love.”

“I’m not eager if that’s what you’re insinuating. Just feel obligated, especially if it helps the cause. That’s why you’re here, right?” Right. In a war like this one, ordinary people like you and him pay the highest price. But nothing seemed ordinary about you, like a complex puzzle he was constantly wracking his brain to figure out. There are aspects of your personality that come to light the more he talks to you over these past few weeks, almost luring him in so he can unveil the secrets you hold. Why do you put yourself on the front lines like this, mission after mission? Who do you have in your life that makes you want to fight against the odds? What do you think of to keep you going? Why can’t he stop thinking about you?

He blinks, before looking at you, “S’not that I don’t want to go with you, and do my duty, I just…”

“You love it. I can see it in your eyes, you were trouble at school, weren’t you?” James’ smile gets wider, thinking back to the last few years, before everything went to shit. Back when it was easier, just him and his three friends, and his biggest worry was getting Lily Evans to look at him.

“Just a lot to worry about. People to take care of.” His mind falls back to his wife sitting at home, probably wondering why he isn’t back from the Order meeting, getting more agitated by the minute. He thinks of the nursery he still needs to set up, and the legal affairs he’s left behind after his parents’ death. He thinks of checking in on his boys, who barely know how to take care of themselves if they don’t come over for dinner, and finally, he exhales.

“You?“

It’s an honest question, and by asking it, he extends himself to you, an insight into the burdens he carries with him daily. The difficulty and complexity of having a large capacity to love is carrying the weight until you cannot.

“Just me and my rucksack. Gives me something to do.” You give him a tight-lipped smile, busying yourself with packing the supplies Dumbledore gave you two earlier. Vials of Polyjuice Potion, two golden wedding bands, magically enhanced IDs— it was like playing pretend. That’s all this has to be. Easy enough.

James looks at you and understands a bit more. You need this job. And if he’s being honest, so does he.

“I still wonder what would happen if it doesn’t work out, don’t get me wrong. But then I think, what if it does? What if no one else has to die?” A noise of agreement rises from his throat as he straightens his posture on the couch.

War shouldn’t be an escape, much less a distraction to two people grieving. There are countless muggles and wizards alike losing their lives to a genocide of people undeserving of a fate dictated by a person who plays god. But when you’re fighting for your life before you can even legally drink in some countries, there are two things left to consider when making a decision: to choose something difficult or to choose wrong.

And neither of you have ever found anything easy. Not in this life at least.

He sighs. James really needs to get home.

“Well…We will be friends by the end of this. I’m sure. Already gonna be married to you anyways,” he jokes.

“Don’t get used to it, what a pity that would be for your ego,” you gripe, but a trace of amusement is present on your lips as you watch him stand up to leave.

“We’ll see about that, love.”

He apparates home. Onto the next difficult thing.

When James told Lily that he’d be on a mission for the latter half of her pregnancy, she didn’t take it well. But to be honest, with everything going on, James couldn’t help but feel exasperated. How bad is his marriage that he’d rather risk his life instead of tending to his family’s needs? James sits at the dining table listening to her yell, and he feels extra heavy today, wondering how he feels so ancient at 20 years old.

Years ago he dreamed of this, a wife, kids, a pretty townhouse. But this isn’t what he quite imagined. He looks at his wife as she paces around the room, hand on her bump, red hair spreading little fires as she goes. She’s his everything. Truly. He spent years trying to even find that spark in her, dedicated his life to her, and gave up everything to take care of her—but she struggled a lot these past few months. Her pregnancy brought on incendiary words falling upon him like lashes as she blamed him for moving too quickly. Blamed him for the fact they’ve felt like strangers in this little house. But with his parents both sick, getting married seemed like the next right thing.

An owl flits to his kitchen window once Lily storms out again, leaving nothing but ashes of her disappointment in her wake. Ashes, ashes… James wonders where his spark has gone. He hates to disappoint.

Just wanted to owl and check in. I found myself thinking about you and wanted to make sure you’re okay, with everything changing so quickly. Hope you and your wife figure it out, I’ll be on the 11 AM Knight Bus tomorrow outside Diagon Alley regardless. See you.

He thinks of you, so brave and filled with a spark he used to recognize within himself. This isn’t wrong, he reasons, just difficult. But he won’t admit that taking his wedding band off before settling onto the couch was easier than he thought it would be. He feels lighter. As he takes off his glasses and stares at the ceiling of his living room that night, James wonders how much longer he can ignore his problems by not looking at them properly. How much longer does he have to carry the weight? When will someone help him carry the load?

For now, he tries to sleep. One step at a time, James. Like always. There’s a mission he has to start tomorrow. And he doesn’t want to disappoint you.

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You’re not surprised when he turns up to your meeting point the next morning, not addressing him when you stick your wand hand out to summon the bus. He bites back a smile, knowing you were right and thinking you see right through him. Now look who’s the eager one.

After paying eleven sickles each, you lead him to a window seat, ignoring the babbles of other passengers as you look out the window.

“You ever think about all these people, with their little lives and everything they have to do?” you pipe up, head against the glass. James scoffs, “I always think about other people. Sometimes I wonder if anyone thinks of me like that. If anyone worries as you do over strangers.”

“I thought we were friends,” you say coyly, still not looking at him, and his heart skips a beat. Probably nerves. “You think Dumbledore cares that he’s sending off two teenagers to fight a war and save the wizarding world?”

“I’m an adult, thank you very much.”

“We’re kids, James,” You look at him, and he blinks at the sound of his given name falling from your lips that he almost loses the next part of your sentence, “we’re kids working towards a bigger picture of world peace. Isn’t that fucking insane that this what our lives amount to?”

He couldn’t agree more, but his forehead creases at your tone.

“Why do you act like your best years are behind you? There’s a lot to live for still,” he murmurs knowingly.

He pats your thigh and the only thing you notice is the tan of his hand against his missing wedding band. Soon it will be replaced by one that binds him to you, temporarily, but it’s jarring all the same. You shake off the uneasy feeling that rises in your stomach.

“You don’t know that.”

“I do.”

James is doing that thing again, the whole savior complex bit that you notice is one and the same with his trying hard to be carefree personality. But you’re coming to learn that James cares. A lot.

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“Apartment 11B?”

“Uh, yeah.”

Two swigs of Polyjuice Potion did the job once you stepped off the bus and walked through town to the place you’ll inhabit for a fourth of the year, and quickly, you both become unrecognizable to even each other. A blonde eyebrow looks at you under James’ glasses at your hesitation, so you clear your throat.

“For Mr. and Mrs. Fawley. We just got married, you see. Newlywed jitters.” His voice is lighter and more posh as his hand reaches out to rest on your shoulder.

“Hmm, yes. Harry—er…Henrietta and Draco–” the receptionist squints at her paper, and you sigh at how pretentious the names sound together. Not in this life. You ought to wring Alice’s neck. That girl loves to make stories, and the more frilly your personas she created, the more difficult it’ll be to upkeep.

“No need, Etta and Drake are fine, love,” you say with a more confident grin, leaning against your faux husband.

The keys slide across the countertop, and you walk to the elevator, hand in hand until you’re out of sight. As you approach the door, James crouches a bit and puts his hands on his knees.

“What are you doing?”

“Jump up. Gotta carry you over the threshold.”

“Shut up, Drake,” reminding yourself to use his false name in case someone’s watching, but he looks at you with a shit-eating grin.

“Exactly. Just in case. Come on, just indulge me.” You shake your head in disbelief but hop onto his back all the same. Not exactly traditional, but it stirs up a feeling in you that you haven’t felt before. He carries you through the doorway and spins you once, twice, three times before you squeal and he giggles, placing you gently onto the sofa. It’s a cozy apartment with enough space for the two of you, cream walls, and a small kitchen with an island overlooking the entertaining space. The hallway leads to what you presume is the only bedroom, and there’s a nervous energy that sifts through the air as you both place protective charms everywhere, to ward off prying eyes and ears. How intimate. James falls back onto the sofa with a huff, sitting next to you, and both of you are unsure of what to say.

“I can take the sofa,” he says into the silence, and you turn to look at him incredulously.

‘For three months? James, I can't ask you to do that.”

“You’re not asking. I’m offering.”

“You’re gonna be hunched over by the end of the week. What if we rotate?”

There’s no disagreement, feeling the springs in the cushion beneath your bottoms already. James perks up, leaning over to grab something from his bag, and by the time he leans back up, he looks like himself again, the small dose of Polyjuice wearing off. You can feel your hair go back to its original shade and texture, and he smiles wider when he sees your face.

“Look what I got. Remus gave it to me back at Hogwarts but I never really used up all the film. Thought we could take some pictures and look back on this one day.” It’s sweet, how he loves his friends like they’re an extension of himself. You reckon you don't have anyone like that, smiling at him fumbling with the tiny camera in his hands.

“It’ll take a while to develop. Gotta keep it safe if we’re making it out of this,” you say, taking it from him and throwing yourself back onto the backrest leaning against him to point and shoot one of yourselves in this moment, disheveled and domestic. The flash goes off and he looks like a deer in headlights, making you cackle.

“You miss them?” He’s not sure who you’re referring to, so he rattles on anyway. He loves talking about the people he loves.

“The boys…Just miss being kids at Hogwarts, y’know? The end of the world back then was not getting enough O’s on NEWTs. You?”

“Mhm. None of them are in Britain though. They came for my parents’ funeral, and they always say they’ll visit but…That’s my fault too, I guess.” You tuck your leg underneath you, turning to face him, and he’s cuddled up against a throw pillow.

“Your parents were awesome. Didn’t know them well besides your dad being in the Order and stuff, but they were really brave. Your mom hugged me at my parents’ burial and I think that was the first time I let myself cry after they died. That’s one of the few things I remember from that day.”

A breath of air escapes your lungs at his anecdote. It’s been a few months since they passed but you’ll never stop missing them.

“I don’t remember a lot from theirs either. It’s all kind of been a blur since. I think I remember you and Sirius smoking in the back and him offering me a cigarette.” He laughs silently at the memory of his best friend.

“No one ever talks about how much there is to do after your parents die,” he says, and you roar with agreement.

“Yes! I’m still battling out their assets in court! It’s difficult to live life alone, thinking they’ve set you up for the future, but feeling like a rug’s been pulled out from underneath you. I just wish…They left this world together, y’know? And that’s great, but sometimes I feel selfish wondering what will happen to me.”

James nods slowly, taking your words in. He’s never had anyone to talk about this with, people pitying him instead, or acting like it didn’t matter, but it’s been almost a year and he can’t go to bed without thinking about how his parents died a week apart because even in death, they couldn’t be away for long. James wonders if you’ve noticed that he hasn’t talked about missing his wife, and the selfishness you mentioned prods at him. He smiles grimly, and takes the ring box from your bag, asking for your hand.

“Hey. You’re never gonna be alone again, alright? Not if it’s up to me.”

You roll your eyes as he flips the cover open, revealing the two gold bands, yours with a sizable diamond in the center.

“Do you think I’d give you that much power over me, James? This is all fake.”

“Fake marriage, but a true promise. I think you might, eventually.”

He slides the ring onto your left ring finger, sealing it with a gentle kiss on the back of your hand.

—

“The first time you caught my eye it was not love at first sight. Instead, a quiet curiosity was planted in my chest and I knew it was only a matter of time before you sunk beneath my bones and nurtured this deep-seated familiarity into a love so fierce that I would question if I had ever been in love before.” - Lyra Wren

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nautiscarader · 3 months

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What the hecking heck has happened? - a post-not-really-mortem

What the hecking heck has happened?

So you might have noticed I have been absent for the past 2.5 months. So, where have I been? What has happened to me?

Well, you see, I got this magical music box, and when I opened it, I was transported into a different world full of talking frogs, toads and newts! I've had wonderful adventures, made lots of friends and-

Yeah, nope. I've been in a hospital.

WITH NO INTERNET

I feel you, Anne.

But let's start…

Serious warning: I will be describing my stay at the hospital, and it may get touchy for some of you. Proceed with caution.

Chapter 1: "Not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards."

So in mid-November I fell from my bed. I have multiple sclerosis and for the life of me I couldn't lift up. I had lots of bruises, so I had to be taken to hospital to clean them and then do something more with my illness… But that is just the beginning…

Chapter 2: The ballad of lemon cocaine

So here I am, lying in bed, getting meds, and around day 3 the nurse brought me a small cup full of white powder. I looked at her and blurted out "What am I supposed to do with it, snort it?" and she replied "No, sir, you're supposed to mix it in your tea or soup… " and she went away. That powder was some protein to help my wounds rebuild, btw.

But a few weeks down the line there was a twist: they gave me another powdered drink, and this one was lemon-flavoured! So I was mixing them up and called it "lemon cocaine". And it was delicious.

Chapter 3: And then shit happened

There is this nasty thing called Clostridium which gives you diarrhoea. And I caught it. So for the next ten days… well, I was busy, shall we say.

Yeah.

Chapter 4: "we got robbed!"

Imagine my surprise when one day I get a call… from Police. Turns out someone broke into my and my neighbour's basements.

So I've had another thing to worry about.

For exactly two days.

Because the thief took my neighbour's power cutting tools… AND PUT THEM ON AN AUCTION SITE.

WITH LOTS OF PICS [READ: EVIDENCE]

So that went smoothly, we both recovered everything stolen.

chapter 5: Then I was robbed.

Of some shirts. Because I was putting my used shirts and shorts in a special, red garbage bag. What I did not know is that red garbage bags are used for hazardous materials.. you can guess what happened.

RIP to my original Wakfu kickstarter shirt.

Well, it had a rip, so…

Chapter 6: Return of the shit.

So… one day my doctor came and said straight to me.

Another 10 days…

Chapter 7: I am thick skinned

And that is a problem for applying cannulas (cannuli?). Those things they insert into veins to make drips work. Apparent;y my skin is thick and locating blood vessels was incredibly difficult sometimes. The record was 6.Six times they stabbed me until it worked.

And even when they worked,the band-aids they used just wouldn't stick to my skin.

Chapter 8: Hot potato, cold potato.

So here is a thing: I don't like lying next to a heater, especially at night. I have troubles with breathing, get sweaty, etc. So naturally, they've put me right next to one. But it was okay,cos I could just turn the knob to 0, right?

No,I couldn't.

One nurse couldn't.

Second one couldn't.

A PLUMBER couldn't.

So they had to move my bed to the opposite side of the room, with the plumber telling me he'd fix it.

That was the last time I have seen him.

But after a week they moved me from neurology to neurology rehab ward, where…

They've put me in a bed next to another heater!

But this time, there was a twist… or rather,there wasn't. COS THERE WAS NO KNOB.

It took them three weeks to find one.

Chapter 9: Rehab

So I was moved to a rehab ward, where every day I was being stretched, twisted and reassembled so I can move a bit better.And honestly, all the workers they were flipping fantastic - so compassionate, so understanding with patience of saints. I will cherish time I spent with them forever.

Chapter 10: Christmas on closed ward

Time moved on, and, well, Christmas has arrived. And we've had a really neat Christmas eve celebrations! I even got an unexpected present - the mother of another patient in our room (of 4) got each of us a Gilette razor - kinda useless for me,since I was using electric one, but it was so neat, wrapped in red ribbon and all! And she baked us all cakes! And brought a small Christmas tree. Luckily, I had some sweets of my own, I gave them in return. I know it may sound silly or insignificant, but it really was a heartwarming moment.

Chapter 11: In which I became Mr. House

So, no joke, all this time as I have been lying and doing nothing, I was composing this post in my head, with gifs. And one joke would have been that I looked like this:

but I felt like this:

Well.

WELL, WELL, WELL.

Imagine my surprise when one day my rehab guy put me onto THIS COCKING MEDIEVAL TORTURE RACK.

I mean, I have always suspected that irony is another force in our universe, but that has to be a definite proof, right?

I was actually feeling pretty down that day, but when I saw this, I started laughing like a maniac. I explained the joke, since he never played FNV, but he laughed too. We started calling it "mr House treatment".

Chapter 12: The wheelchair.

Around week before Christmas, I was put for the first time on a wheelchair.And after a month of being immobile… it was exhilarating,to finally be able to do SOMETHING on my own.

And then mid-January I got my own! For free! Something something government funding, something something disability insurance, yadda yadda, who cares? I now had a wheelchair!

So for the next two weeks I have been training to make my body adjusted to my new permanent part.

And then… I was out.

AND THEN I NEARLY THOUGHT THE THIEF STOLE MY ROUTER. But no, it was simply hidden for cleaning.

So all this time I have been thinking, which character should I try to identify with?

Maybe Oracle?

Or that kid from that one ATLA episode?

But then I realised there is only choice…

I AM NOW COCKING DAVROS!

So, what now?

As of right now, I am officially disabled.

I take tons of meds, have nurses to help me, and I have to learn to live anew.

It is tough, sometimes really tough.

So I ask you all to be a bit more patient with me.

I will be slower with updates, fics, etc. because I am slower now IRL.

But know that if you are reading this, then you are my friend and I love you.

Oh, and speaking of fics.... Nah, I'll leave it as a surprise ;)

Oh and here is an unnecessary sequel!

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The Lost Wayne: Chapter 4

Synopsis: On the night of her parents’ anniversary, Marinette was shocked to learn that all this time, she had been the long forgotten daughter of an American businessman named Bruce. When she is given the chance to visit him that summer, she learns that she’ll also be spending the summer with his many other children.

Rated T: Language

Ships: Gen

Author’s Note: Hi everyone! It has been a while, and not helped by the fact that I’ve been busy with life stuff. DC Boy and I take time to brainstorm, edit, proofread, and we do it together. We’ve got continuations of ongoing stories coming, plus some other ideas that have been sitting in notes apps and Google Docs for a while now. This community of people who enjoy this crossover have been nothing but kind and supportive, and we appreciate your patience as we return to trying to post fanfic chapters more regularly. - Maribat Girl

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Chapter 3 - Chapter 5

Chapter 4

Next morning, Marinette walked down to an empty dining room. She awkwardly took a random seat and sat quietly for a few moments; she hoped that the family would join her for breakfast. After about 10 minutes she gave up waiting for them, “Um, Alfred?” she asked in what she assumed to be an empty room. Alfred, almost by magic, appeared before her with breakfast.

“Good morning, Miss Marinette,” he greeted, “Today’s breakfast is an assortment of pastries and a cup of chocolat chaud.”

“Thank you, Alfred, where is everyone?” Marinette asked as she gestured to the empty table.

“Ahem, Master Bruce is a late riser as he is usually up late. Master Dick returned late last night, so he won’t be up until later. Master Jason stayed up into the night reading, so he won’t be down for breakfast either. Master Tim has been awake for over 48 hours and I've made him rest. Miss Cassandra has left early for ballet practice, and Master Damian has fencing practice and would rather not be disturbed,” Alfred recited, his explanations prepared long beforehand.

“Oh,” Marinette muttered, “All right then.”

“You know, every month, we all gather and chip in to help the people of Gotham. Master Dick will be going to local orphanages tomorrow. Why, Master Damian goes to the animal shelters every week. Would you like to follow me to help give food to the homeless?” Alfred offered. Marinette blinked for a moment as she tried to picture Damian, with his usual sour scowl, being surrounded by cute animals.

“That sounds great Alfred, would…would anyone mind?” Marinette asked.

“Not at all,” Alfred said before leaving.

Later, Marinette sat in the back of the limousine with a few baskets beside her, all filled to the brim with sandwiches made by Alfred. Her heart sank the deeper she went into Gotham City. She could never truly get used to the state of the city. “Where are we?” Marinette asked.

“Gotham City’s East End,” Alfred answered, “where most of the unfortunate souls reside.”

The car slowly came to a stop in front of a small alleyway. The entire street grew silent as everyone focused on the car. It wasn’t everyday a luxury car came to this part of Gotham, it attracted all sorts of attention. Alfred got out first and locked the car, and as he walked towards the side to open the door for Marinette, he was accosted by a man.

“Nice ride old man, wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to it.” The man spoke with a malicious glint in his eye.

“Let’s keep this amicable, Gentlemen. Please go away.” Alfred answered monotonously.

One man drew his arm back for a punch, only for Alfred to deliver a swift kick to the groin. The man instantly collapsed and writhed on the floor. Alfred opened the door and Marinette nervously stepped out and watched the man on the floor in worry and pity. She whispered a quick apology to the man. People on the street began to gossip, was this girl the heiress to a crime family? Gossip began to die down as Alfred gave them a stern glare, and people began going about their business.

Alfred quickly collected the baskets, “Miss Marinette, please stay close.” Marinette followed Alfred through the streets until they reached a shanty town filled with children.

Marinette gasped at the ragged children living on the streets and took an unconscious step back. Tears pricked her eyes for a moment as she saw the conditions they lived in, but this was replaced with a determination as she walked up to them and offered a sandwich. The children eyed her suspiciously, the closest one slapped her hand aside. “How stupid do you think we are?!”

Marinette froze at the hostility coming from the children, “But…I…” she stammered.

Another child shouted, “That's how they kidnapped Bob and Bill last week, two people came in dressed as the Mayor's Homeless Outreach Project. They threw Mackey through a window and even killed old man Steve.”

Marinette began to panic as the children of Alleytown began to yell at her. "All right, that's enough," a voice behind her boomed and all the children were silent. Marinette looked back to see Jason standing behind her.

“Jason?” Marinette said in shock, “What are you doing here?”

“I just happen to be around," he said unconvincingly. He turned to the children, “She’s with me,"

“Well well, if it isn’t Jason Todd, what brings you and your friend to Alleytown?” a voice came from nearby. Marinette turned around to see a blonde woman perched on the sill of an open window with one leg crossed over the other.

"Holly," Jason greeted plainly, "Marinette's a friend visiting from Paris. She just wants help out while she's in town." Marinette felt a twinge of shame, did Jason not refer to her as family out of contempt? She looked down at the floor, unable to meet Jason's eyes. "She's one of the good few, trust me."

Marinette looked up tentatively at Jason. She wasn't sure how to react, but here he was vouching for her to strangers. "I brought some food…" she said as she held out a sandwich.

Holly leaped off the window sill and landed in a roll, she strolled towards Marinette and picked up the sandwich offered to her. Marinette seemed a little startled by the ease with which Holly managed to do that. "Well, don't mind if I do," she said as she took a bite. Marinette nervously looked at Holly chewing, all the Alleytown kids stared too, suspicion still in their glares. "Hey, this is good. Come on and have some," she told the kids. In a split second their suspicious glares disappeared and the kids crowded around Marinette for free food.

The children swarmed and overwhelmed Marinette, she frantically gave everyone sandwiches.

They then quickly dispersed back into hiding after taking their portion, Marinette, Jason and Alfred were then left alone. Marinette breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her brow.

“Would you like a lift home, Master Jason?” Alfred asked as he gestured to the limousine.

“Sure, why not?” Jason shrugged. Alfred got into the driver’s seat and Jason joined Marinette in the back. Marinette sat quietly beside Jason, refusing to make eye contact with him. Instead she preferred to stare at her feet the entire ride home. As the car made its way back to Wayne Manor, there was a deafening silence in the back seat. Marinette felt like her siblings simultaneously wanted nothing to do with her, and yet one of them was nice enough to vouch for her back there.

"What's wrong?" Jason asked bluntly.

“Nothing, I’m fine,” Marinette snapped back.

Jason sighed and crossed his arms, “For the last two days, you looked as if someone kicked your puppy. Didn't think Gotham would make you miserable that quickly.”

“What's it to you?” Marinette asked, almost grumpily.

“Because there's only room in that manor for one miserable person and that's usually Bruce. And it seems like you inherited Bruce’s ability to brood for days too. Now are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

"Did I do something wrong?" Marinette whispered, her voice slightly cracked.

Jason looked at her in confusion. "Do you even think of me as family at all?"

"Is it because I called you a friend back in Alleytown?" Jason asked, Marinette nodded.

"It's something the public isn't ready for yet, it's to protect you. The moment someone finds out, you can kiss goodbye any privacy you have." Marinette nodded slowly as she processed Jason's words. "If it makes you feel any better, you're probably the only normal kid Bruce has," Jason said offhandedly, only to suddenly grimace. He swore internally at the careless remark. Marinette perked up at Jason's comment and looked towards him curiously. "Dick, Tim and I are all orphans. Unlike those two, I grew up on the streets similar to the kids you helped back there. Eventually we were all adopted by Bruce, one way or another. Cass ran away from an abusive home, and Damian’s mom travels around a lot.” he recounted, carefully wording it with half-truths. “And even though Steph has her mom and isn’t adopted, her dad was always in and out of jail."

Tears began to form around Marinette's eyes as she listened closely to her siblings' life stories. By comparison, her mother and father cared for her all her life, she couldn't even begin to comprehend what they have all been through.

Jason sighed and pondered what he could do to calm Marinette down. After a few moments of tolerating Marinette’s crying, he tentatively placed a hand on her head. “Still, you did good. Not many people would reach out to help the children of Alleytown. I’m sure it meant a lot to them.”

“Thanks…”Marinette sniffed. “I just did what I felt was right.”

Jason’s face changed to one of annoyance, though he turned to look outside the window. He groaned internally, at the very least Marinette wasn’t a Robin or a superhero of any kind. He was sure the very first thing she would do would be to jump in front of a bullet out of pure selflessness.

Early the next morning, not long before sunrise, the family sat around Batman. "I have bad news…"

"Well, that's ominous," Nightwing quipped.

"Just get on with it," said Red Robin.

"Marinette has caught the attention of Vicki Vale," Batman admitted, the entire room erupted in groans. "Quiet." Batman ordered. "Alfred and I have discussed it and we decided we should take the initiative. We have agreed to reveal Marinette but on our own terms."

Alfred spoke up, "We hope to cultivate a positive reputation for Miss Marinette and her family in Paris. Who knows what nonsense these tabloids can spew."

"So that's why you suggested to her to give food out yesterday," Red Hood summarised.

Alfred nodded, "Yes, I took photos too.”

“Any suggestions?” Batman asked.

Spoiler rubbed her chin for a few moments, being the only person in the group who actually reads tabloids of her own free will. “Why not a photo shoot? Have her look her best.”

Alfred took out his notebook and began writing. “Not a bad idea. I was considering a debutante ball or a formal introduction at the next gala. Though, she will require etiquette lessons.”

Red Robin raised his hand stiffly, “Will there be an interview?” he asked.

Batman nodded in response, “Yes, Ms. Vale is asking for one.”

“Then I suggest it be pre-recorded then broadcasted, or at the very least a strict script for both Marinette and Vicki to follow,” Alfred suggested.

Nightwing sighed and facepalmed, “I hate the paparazzi,” he groaned. “This is our fault for not being careful. We need to make sure her and her family’s reputation stays intact.”

Red Hood laughed, he grabbed Nightwing by the shoulder and with his free arm waved across the space in front of them “I can see the headlines ‘Gotham's Homewrecker!’” Nightwing elbowed Red Hood in the ribs. “Come on, this is exactly the kind of shit to expect.”

“He’s got a point,” Oracle chimed from the screen, “The Gotham Gazette can be ruthless.”

"Then it's settled, I'll break the news to her later," said Batman.

After another quiet breakfast alone, Marinette quickly went back to her room. She curled up and sat on her bed, her knees against her chest.

"Are you okay?" Tikki asked.

"I want to trust my family, to trust my father and siblings. I want to believe in Dick, Steph and the others. It's just…been hard, especially with what we saw out there."

"Hmm, I understand how you feel. Maybe it is just your father, after all, he did mention most of the others were adopted,” Tikki remarked, “Besides, Dick, Cass and Steph seem nice."

"You might be right Tikki. Who knows, maybe the adoptions were publicity stunts," Marinette said.

There was a knock on her door, Tikki quickly flew into Marinette's sleeve. "May I come in?" asked Bruce from outside. Marinette slapped her hand over her mouth, worried that he heard what she just said. She shakily opened the door slightly to peer out.

Bruce gave her a polite smile, "Good morning, how are you?"

"I'm g-good" she stammered as she opened her door to let him in. Bruce stood inside for a few quiet moments, he ran his hand through his hair nervously. This in turn made Marinette more nervous.

Bruce broke the uncomfortable silence, "It seems, the paparazzi found out about you," Marinette's eyes widened and was about to speak before Bruce interrupted her.

"I've decided that, if we don't have a choice, we need to make sure your introduction is flawless." Marinette quietly nodded as she listened to her father. "Alfred will provide you the details, and he will give you lessons on etiquette. We have a photo shoot planned and you'll be formally introduced during the next gala."

Marinette continued to nod, an awkward silence enveloped the room again. "Just be careful, gossip magazines can be ruthless. This may also affect your family," Burce said ominously.

Marinette didn't respond, she just looked down at the floor. Bruce checked his watch, "I'm sorry, I have an appointment soon. See you later,” Bruce then quickly left the room. He had hoped he conveyed the message to Marinette that all this was for her sake.

Once he was out of earshot, Marinette slumped onto her bed and screamed into her pillow. Tikki flew out and tried to console her. "I can't believe it, that jerk! Now that his secret love child has been revealed he expects me to be the perfect child? All for what? To protect his reputation?!"

She sighed deeply, before turning on her TV, she flipped through the channels, and froze as the news came on screen. “Mr. Wayne! Mr. Wayne!” the reporter yelled as she pushed through the crowd. The cameraman followed the best he could, the camera shook as he pushed past the large group of people gathering. The view slowly came into focus and she saw her father in a fancy suit, scantily clad models on either side, his arms over their shoulders. She didn’t have the energy to be any more shocked, she could only stare at the screen blankly. Watching billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne appear before a large crowd at some party. He was chatty, sociable, flirty, he winked towards the camera with a bright smile. It was as if he was a completely different person in public. Frankly, it made Marinette feel uneasy and reaffirmed her earlier beliefs, Bruce Wayne was someone who valued his reputation above all else. And it made her sick. The interview that followed was vapid and uninteresting, though she was amazed to see her father acting like an absolute airhead. She stared in shock as she watched her father act like a loveable fool for the cameras, she was almost impressed by his acting.

"Why don't you go for a walk, try to clear your mind?" Tikki suggested. Marinette signed and nodded, she got up and left her room.

She wandered the empty halls of Wayne Manor aimlessly. She spent much of her time staring at the floor instead of its architecture. Fear began to slowly creep up as she thought what would happen when word got out, what would happen to her? Her friends? Her parents? Would an angry mob try to burn down the bakery? Just as her anxiety began to spiral she noticed a familiar pair of shiny shoes in front of her. She looked up to see Alfred in a frilly apron dusting a few portraits.

"Ah, what brings you here Miss Marinette?" asked Alfred as he worked.

Marinette took a closer look at the portrait, some man who, from what she gathered, passed centuries ago. The entire length of the hall was decorated with portraits of serious looking men. Their stares felt judgmental, as if all her ancestors deemed her unworthy. "Uh, I just wanted to know who the people in all of these portraits are," she said.

"These are portraits of all the heads of the House of Wayne, starting all the way back to 1640 with Nathaniel Wayne," Alfred explained as he walked to the corresponding portrait.

"The Waynes have been here for that long?"

"Indeed, the Waynes have been around since the founding of the old Gotham Town. By the way, has your father told you about your predicament?" Marinette nodded. "Good, first we should focus on your photoshoot and interview. I've arranged an appointment at the tailor's later and asked Miss Cassandra and Miss Stephanie to join us."

"Actually," Marinette interrupted, "I was wondering if maybe I could design my own dress for the event? In fact I did design something for Gabriel Agreste." Marinette thought this might save her from being poked and prodded by a seamstress while everyone argued over what would look best on her.

"Why, that's wonderful" Alfred said with a smile, "we can just get the fabric as well as any tools you may need. Why don't you wait for Miss Cassandra and Miss Stephanie in the living room?"

Alfred opened the door and ushered Marinette into the living room, she froze slightly as she saw Tim sitting on a sofa. He seemed busy as he worked on his laptop. Marinette awkwardly walked in and sat across Tim, on a different sofa. The two sat in silence until Cass and Steph walked in.

"Hiya Marinette," said Steph as she entered while Cass gave her a wave. "Ready to go shopping with us?"

Marinette glanced over at Alfred, who gave her an encouraging nod, before walking towards them. The two girls ushered her out of the room, waving back at Alfred behind them.

Before they walked out, Marinette said, "I was hoping to make my own clothes, I want to be a fashion designer. I even designed something for Agreste Fashion."

"What? no way, what did you design for Gabriel Agreste?" Steph asked excitedly as she sat beside Marinette.

"Sorry, wait, you designed something for Agreste Fashion?" Tim said as he looked up from his laptop.

Marinette nodded, "Yeah, it was for a competition at school. My design was featured on the front page of a magazine," She took out her phone and showed them the photos of her hat in various stages of production along with the front page with Adrien as the model. Everyone crowded around Marinette's phone to take a look at the hat she designed. "I also embroidery my signature into it, as proof of authenticity." She turned her phone upside down and lo and behold the golden etching spelled her name.

Everyone's jaws dropped, as Marinette's name was spelled clearly in the hat. The three of them crowded around her phone screen to get a better look. Marinette was starting to get overwhelmed from their excitement, she took a step back to try to compose herself. Lucky for her, Alfred had stepped in just in time. "Ahem, shall we make our way to the tailor's?"

Tim had decided to join their shopping trip at the last minute, Marinette sat quietly unsure as she hadn't really interacted with him other than mealtimes. Steph and Cass conversed with each other, it was more like Steph doing the talking for both of them.

"So other than fabrics, what else do you need?" Tim asked.

"Um, let's see…" Marinette thought of what she may need, she considered her budget based on the pocket money she brought with her. "Some pencils, a ruler, thread, needle…" she listed.

Tim listened intently, before turning to Alfred. "Alfred, do we have any empty rooms near Marinette's for her to work her dress?"

"Yes, Master Timothy, there is an old unused study near her bedroom," Alfred responded quickly without even taking his eyes off the road.

Shopping at the tailor's became a blur for Marinette, she was introduced to many materials, each with their own pattern. She struggled to decide which to pick as she didn't have inspiration just yet, she was a very long way away from the place in Paris where she used to sit and sketch out her best ideas. Normally her work would be based on the materials available to her, yet this new found freedom of choice made it hard to pick a specific fabric. At Tim's suggestion, they purchased almost all the fabric available at the shop. Tim even offered to pay for it all, much to Marinette's surprise, she tried to stammer a protest that this was too much but she was cut off by the others.

Next came the tools, she asked for a simple set much like hers back home. A needle and some thread, with some basics like pencils and rulers. Just like earlier, Tim had again purchased all the tools needed, an entire sewing machine, a mannequin, tables, chairs, racks and shelves for all the fabric.

After a long and hectic day of selecting everything she needed to make her dress, that and so much more, she sat in her new workshop in awe. Her workshop looked like a professional tailor, in fact even better equipped than the tailor she went to earlier that day. She slowly walked around, examining each and everything in the room, Tikki quietly followed behind her. Marinette reached out to touch a piece of the fabric, vicuña wool, the world’s most expensive fabric. Beside it, a large roll of guanaco, she ran her hands through the roll of the finest wool she had ever seen. But at what cost? Perhaps this was their way of showing their support and helping her, at the same time, it felt like she was cheating her way to the top. It felt like a dream come true, she now had a studio beyond her wildest dreams. But at what cost? She now had to make a dress like her life depended on it.

#bio dad bruce wayne #ml x dc #dc x ml #maribat

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no pressure, noooooo pressureeee, 0 pressure, but is there any chance you could toss out a tiny hint as to a possible theoretical approximate estimated date / time of arrival for the next chapter of The Same Story? I will soon be embarking on my third re-read of the first nine amazing, incredible chapters, so I was just wondering whether you've got a sense of when chapter ten might be posted. I know you mentioned in an author's note that it was not entirely in your hands, so it's totally okay if the date is just "sometime in the future." Or it's okay if there's no answer at all, honestly I just love the fic you wrote so much, I could read it a thousand times in its current state too. tyvm <33

THIRD reread!!! that’s amazing i can’t believe anyone is reading it over that many times, i am BEYOND flattered and touched that you are :’) that fic is near and dear to my heart and it is also just a project im very proud of on an achievement based level. it is absolutely still a priority to me and im working on it, it is never far from my mind!!

at the same time, yeah, it’s not in my hands at the moment! i appreciate everyone’s patience very much but i don’t have any estimate just now except that it Is still something that’s a priority to me and it will be coming At Some Point, whenever that works out with the schedules and stress levels and free time of those involved <3

thank you so much for caring, even though it’s. been a minute, that means a lot to me!

#gav gab #gav answers #fic: the same story #writing liveblog

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mickules · 2 years

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Fair warning folks there are 129 fics so strap in, this is a long one. Enter the readmore at your own risk...

As promised, here is a list of allllll the fics that were submitted to me, so on perusal keep in mind this is a non-curated list;

Reader discrection is strongly advised!

Please check ratings, summaries and tags, be aware there could very well be explicit material as well as whole series spoilers All info/summaries were taken directly from the fics themselves.

Legend: | G | General audiences | T | Teen and up | M | Mature | E | Explicit, Adult material

| full name/full name | Romantic relationships | ⚣ | MLM | ⚤ | M/F | ⚢ | WLW | ⚧ | transgender, gender neutral/nonbinary or gender unspecified ¦ name & name | Platonic relationships

| ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ rape/non-con ⚠ underage ⚠ | a03 Umbrella warnings for potential sensitive material; check tags for amounts and specifics

|❗ a03 warnings not used | Author chose not to use a03 umbrella warnings - please note, this doesn’t guarantee the fic has no adult material - check the tags

So without futher ado-

Danganronpa - All Media Types

🌟 "One Personal Favour" ChasML

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7312015/chapters/16607506 | M | ✓ (18/18) 519,037 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚤ Kuwata Leon/Maizono Sayaka ⚤ Celestia Ludenberg/Yamada Hifumi ⚤ Kirigiri Kyoko/Naegi Makoto ⚤ Kenshiro/Oogami Sakura ¦ Kiyotaka & Class 78, Chihiro & Mondo | ⚠ underage ⚠ | "This voucher entitles the bearer to One Personal Favour from Kiyotaka Ishimaru". It's a cheap present to give his new classmates, but it's the best he can afford. The last thing he expects is for any of them to actually USE it! Let alone for some of the odd things they come up with..."

🌟 "Yasuhiro Hagakure Bakes A Cake" soyutakethemoon

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28099353 | T | ✓ (4/4) 4,547 | ⚣ Hagakure Yasuhiro/Oowada Daiya ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada ¦ Yasuhiro & Mondo, Yasuhiro & Kiyotaka, Daiya & Mondo, Kiyotaka & Daiya | Yasuhiro fucks Mondo's brother and bakes a cake as an apology.

🌟 "From the Ashes" Arcawolf

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15370506?view_full_work=true | T | ✓ (101/101) 346,902 |⚤ Kuzuryuu Fuyuhiko/Peko Pekoyama ♂ Naegi Makoto/Everyone ⚣ former Komaeda Nagito/Naegi Makoto ¦ Izuru & Makoto, Toko & Komaru, Komaru & Makoto | ❗ a03 warnings not used | How do you move forward when the world's ended? How do you pick up the pieces of a broken soul? A tree, once it crumbles to ash, will never again be a tree. (But sometimes, in the ashes, there is a seed. And with enough patience and enough care, Does it really matter if it doesn't grow into the exact same tree?) Sequel to The Lion's Den

🌟 "Major Malfunction" valethra

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28033671/chapters/68676765 | T | 🛇 (3/?) 12,123 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | In which a lonely mechanic finds a strange, “broken“ machine that he can’t fix and everything changes.

🌟 "Akane Owari: Smile, Eat, Study, Fight, Love" WanderingOwari

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22244923?view_full_work=true | T | 🛇 (51/?) 208,180 | ⚧♀ Fujisaki Chihiro/Owari Akane ⚤ Iruma Miu/Saihara Shuichi ⚢ Fukawa Toko/Naegi Komaru ⚤ Hinata Hajime/Mioda Ibuki ⚤ Akamatsu Kaede/Saihara Shuichi (one sided) ⚤ Koizumi Mahiru/Gokuhara Gonta ⚤ Tsumuki Mikan/Oowada Mondo ⚤ Ikusaba Mukuro/Maizono Sayaka/Naegi Makoto | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Akane Owari has been scouted and given the opportunity to study at the amazing Hope's Peak Academy. Three years at an amazing school, around so many other talented boys and girls, away from her growing family unit and all of the problems THAT entails... A place where she can mingle with her peers, mix it up with the toughest and the strongest, engage in her own personal desires and wants, perhaps find love along the way...? Oh, and eating! Don't forget all of the eating she can finally indulge in! Oh, you better believe she's going to enjoy this~!

🌟 "Snowball" Notal_ent

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29315769/chapters/71995176 | NO RATING | 🛇 (18/?) 34,393 | ⚣ Hinata Hajime/Tanaka Gundham ⚢ (minor) Sonia Nevermind/Owari Akane ¦ Hajime & Gundham, Sonia & Gundham, Hajime & Chiaki, Hajime & Sato | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Searching for something to break him out of his boring routine, Hinata stumbles onto a place that will change his school life more than he ever expected. Searching for a troublesome rabbit, Tanaka stumbles onto someone that will make his school life brighter than he ever imagined.

🌟 "Brotherly Love" AutisticDeku

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31154555 | G | ✓ (1/1) 2,075 | ⚤ Hagakure Hiroko/Ishimaru Takaaki ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Takaaki, Hiroko & Kiyotaka, Yasuhiro & Kiyotaka | Hiro catches Kiyotaka in the middle of a meltdown and does his best to help his favorite little brother out.

🌟 "Don't be a Hiro" CaffeinatedCopyeditor

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29322618 | M | ✓ (1/1) 24,350 | Aoi & Toko & Yasuhiro & Kyoko & Makoto & Byakuya, Aoi & Yasuhiro | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | With his memories back and his friends around him, Hagakure feels like his life is better than he ever expected it to be. And then, naturally, it all goes wrong. Captured and alone, Hiro may have to explore elements of his talent that he has always been afraid of.

🌟 "Assassin! Ishimaru Kiyotaka (OLD)" GlareAndGrowl

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28530048 | M | 🛇 (17/20) 71,890 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Chihiro & Kiyotaka | "He stared at the tv screen, his mouth opened in a slight ‘o’ shape, his eyes wide. His face was inches away from the screen, feeling the buzz of electricity. He couldn’t believe it. His mind would simply not let him comprehend the facts presented in front of him. He had lost. He had lost, and he wasn’t prime minister. " Kiyotaka Ishimaru was crushed to learn he hadn't achieved his dream. But when life closes one door, it opens a horrible chasm beneath you instead. Kiyotaka had soon found himself training for the Japanese Secret services. After slowly rising to the top, he is tasked with his most difficult job yet. He has only one week to eliminate an enemy of the senate, feared gang leader, Mondo Owada. But what happens when Kiyotaka falls for the suave bad boy? will he risk his whole life's work for a delinquent who gives something nothing else can, Happiness?

🌟 "A Path Split in Two" GlareAndGrowl

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34144579 | M | 🛇 (7/10) 46,292 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | He stared at the tv screen, his mouth hung open in a display of the absolute mind-numbing shock that clouded over his wide eyes. His face was inches away from the screen, feeling the buzz of electricity. Unseeing. He couldn’t believe it. His mind would simply not let him comprehend the facts presented in front of him. He had lost. Kiyotaka Ishimaru, the boy who had claimed since he could speak, from early childhood to not even three minutes ago, that he would become Japan’s, if not the world’s, greatest prime minister. A leader fit for the history books, one to be sung praises for years to come. Had failed. He had lost, and he wasn’t prime minister.

🌟 "A Surprise for Ishimaru" ChasML

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7301938 | M | ✓ (1/1) 22,012 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Class 78 | Kiyotaka's birthday is the last day of the summer holidays, so the 78th class all come to his hometown for a surprise party in the park. But with his feelings towards Mondo beginning to show, Junko's attempts to ruin the day and his father's hatred of the biker, will Kiyotaka actually have a good time?

🌟 "Danganronpa Class Swap - Hope's Peak Academy" Heroman3003

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22460863/chapters/53669035 | M | ✓ (46/46) 212,532 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | Everyone knows the story of Hope's Peak Academy and killing game of class 78. How a class full of Ultimate students get trapped inside the walls of academy, and psychotic bear named Monokuma forces them to kill each other. Let's delve into this story then, and join its protagonist, Mahiru Koizumi, Ultimate Photographer and freshman of class 78, as she tries to survive the madness of the Killing School Life. Wait, what...? This story is focused on the killing game in an AU where classes 78 and 77b swap places.

🌟 "Danganronpa Class Swap 2 - Jabberwock Island" Heroman3003

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29341242/chapters/72067401 | M | 🛇 (32/?) 140,146 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | Hope's Peak Academy... School that only invites Ultimate students of their fields and offers them the best chance at life. Except suddenly an entire class of Hope's Peak freshmen is whisked away to an unihabited island by a talking rabbit, telling them to make friends. Then a talking bear tells them that the only way to escape the island is to kill a classmate... Let's follow Mukuro Ikusaba and her class, as we see the struggles they face in the Killing Game of Jabberwock Island. Wait, what...? This story is a sequel to Danganronpa Class Swap - Hope's Peak Academy. It explores the other 'side' of the AU where classes 78 and 77b swap places.

🌟 "A Change in Variables: Teaser" Keroshroom

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31265384 | T | ✓ (1/1) 1,654 | Shuichi Saihara lifts his sleepy head off an old desk to an empty classroom, Hajime Hinata falls out of a locker with his head spinning, Makoto Naegi wakes up on a beach with a white-haired student looking down upon him. And all three know something is very wrong when a black and white bear shows up with an important announcement to make…

🌟 "A Change in Variables: Shuichi Saihara" Keroshroom

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31400066/chapters/77655071 | T | 🛇 (13/25) 50,097 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | Shuichi was never that excited to start high school to begin with but why is there a stuffed bear that wants his new class to kill each other and why can't anyone leave the school? To top it all off he isn't even the only Ultimate Detective. Well, at least it should be easy to make friends when everyone is forced to live with one another, right?

🌟 "A Change in Variables: Makoto Naegi" Keroshroom

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31459565/chapters/77815514 | T | 🛇 (13/26) 72,796 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | Makoto finds himself mixed into a field trip with class 77 but why is there a talking bunny as their teacher, where is the rest of his class, and why does he have a nagging feeling he's forgotten something extremely important...

🌟 "A Change in Variables: Hajime Hinata" Keroshroom

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31459718/chapters/77816009 | T | 🛇 (15/26) 85,750 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | Hope's Peak Academy, to finally attend such a prestigious school had always been Hajime's dream, but why can't he remember his talent, why does the school building look like it's been abandoned for years, and why is there a monochrome bear and its five colorful minions forcing him and his classmates into a killing game!? If Monokuma doesn't drive him to insanity then maybe his new rowdy classmates might do it instead.

🌟 "Blue and Cream" shutupnerd

🌟 "Beyond Despair" Barely_Vibing

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27920275 | M | 🛇 (14/?) 119,447 |⚤ Kirigiri Kyoko/Naegi Makoto ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura ⚣ Naegi Makoto/Togami Byakuya ⚤ Kuwata Leon/Maizono Sayaka ⚢ Kirigiri Kyoko/Celestia Ludenburg ⚢ Fukawa Toko/Naegi Komaru ¦ Makoto & Everyone, Aoi & Mondo | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | They thought it was over. Junko was dead, they had won. They didn't think there was anything else to be done. Up until they found the three blackened students. Alive. [Danganronpa rewrite/fix it] The six remaining students of Class 78 delve deeper into Hopes Peak than they thought were possible. What will they find and what will they have to face to truly solve the mystery that Junko left behind?

🌟 "Paper Tiger" adhdmondo

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33148348 | T | ✓ (1/1) 17,159 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Chihiro & Mondo, Daiya & Mondo, Mondo & Takemichi | ⚠ major character death ⚠ | paper tiger noun one that is outwardly powerful or dangerous but inwardly weak or ineffectual --- There was blood on the floor. He stared at it blankly, eyes unable to focus through the static. A monotone buzzing hummed in his head, chasing away any thoughts that tried to break to the surface. Slowly, he gained more control over his limbs again, and he found that he was capable of raising his hands too. There was blood on his hands. That's weird, Mondo thought. He actually chuckled a little bit, and the sound that came from his own mouth startled him. He had forgotten that he could make sounds, that he could even do anything at all. That this was his place in the world, his reality, and he was a part of it. And he had an effect on it. How terrifying... He laughed again, and his eyes wandered further. There was blood on Chihiro Fujisaki. Reality crashed back into him like a truck.

🌟 "Blackened Skies" CSpratt, MrCynical

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21089402 | M | 🛇 (29/?) 435,186 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | Kaede Akamatsu was executed, and then she woke up. Trapped in the middle of the ocean and surrounded by murderers, friends and strangers alike, the Ultimate Pianist once again finds herself at the fickle mercy of Monokuma and his latest sadistic game: the blackened of killing games past must slay each other to survive. As the body count continues to climb and the line between friend and foe begins blurring beyond recognition, Kaede must search for the truth amidst an ocean of lies and blood.

🌟 "Operation Wikihow" Puckishpal

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35696314/chapters/89005198 | T | ✓ (9/9) 20,757 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | ❗ a03 warnings not used | But suddenly, like the clouds parted and angels sang, it appeared. The perfect advice, Taka was sure of it. He hastily clicked the article, the fastest he’s been all night, and read the contents hungrily. Yes… Yes! Taka pumped a fist in the air in pure joy, feeling his eyes water up with what could have been relief, but also could have been sleep deprivation. A solid, fool proof plan that would easily let Mondo know of his feelings. “How to Show a Guy You Like Him - wikihow”

🌟 "Detention Slips" PekoIsBaby

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29273691 | T | ✓ (1/1) 3,774 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Mondo Oowada | Mondo Owada didn't mean to fall in love with his best friend. He also didn't mean to be such a dumbass about it.

🌟 "Bugged Out" chichillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30053799/chapters/74010474 | G | ✓ (1/1) 6,236 | Kiyotaka & Mondo, Gonta & Mondo | Gonta has worked out (with the aid of his classmates) a new way to help people better understand and empathize with bugs. The first test subjects? Kiyotaka Ishimaru and Mondo Owada.

Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc 🌀 "Remember" PekoIsBaby

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33871786 | G | ✓ (1/1) 11,305 | ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura | Sakura Ogami doesn't mean to get tied up in a story straight out of a folktale. She doesn't mean to meet a mythical creature, and she certainly doesn't mean to get so close to one. Still, she's here now. There's not a thing on Earth that can stop her from giving it her all.

🌀 "mr loverman" Gradiant

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28761699/chapters/70528143 | M | 🛇 (6/7) 47,755 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚣ Oowada Mondo/Yukimaru Takemichi ¦ Daiya & Mondo | ⚠ major character death ⚠ | “It doesn’t hurt anymore, because I found you, and you made me feel somethin’ I never felt before. Not for Yuki, not for Emi, just for you. But no matter who I feel for, no matter who I try and fuckin’ fail to love, I’m always too goddamn late to do a thing.”

🌀 "Cycle 0" PekoIsBaby

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33592282 | T | ✓ (1/1) 12,425 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | ⚠ major character death ⚠ | Kiyotaka Ishimaru woke up with his head on another boy's chest. Kiyotaka Ishimaru woke up with his head on another boy's chest. Kiyotaka Ishimaru woke up.

🌀 "A Fateful Encounter in the Park" TheWaterRogue

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32919394 | T | ✓ (1/1) 3,864 | Kiyotaka & Takaaki, Yasuhiro & Kiyotaka |❗a03 warnings not used | Hiro, being his eccentric self, drags Kiyotaka to the park, claiming that something incredible (mainly aliens) would occur that fated afternoon. Kiyotaka, of course, doesn't believe a word of it. Does he go anyway? Yes. But not willingly. However, as fate would have it, Taka does encounter someone quite interesting; someone quite familiar as well.

🌀 "Turns out there's no peace without you" Barely_Vibing

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28109694 | T | ✓ (1/1) 14,215 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura ¦ Aoi & Mondo, Kiyotaka & Sakura | Part 2 Mondo feels a whole lot of emotions in one day and struggles with his steadily growing feelings for one certain moral compass. Poor boy needs a nap and a hug.

🌀 "Turned Out Fine" WoorEnergy

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30579911 | T | ✓ (1/1) 5,108 | Kiyotaka & Mondo, Chihiro & Kiyotaka, Kiyotaka & Leon, Kiyotaka & Sakura, Aoi & Kiyotaka, Kiyotaka & Makoto | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Taka never went to a party; heck, he barely knew what having fun with a bunch of friends meant! Luckily, Leon, Chihiro and some other classmates throw a party for him at Mondo's dorm. However, as a particular topic is brought up, the evening doesn't go as anyone had planned.

🌀 "Follow the Rules or Get the boot!" GlareAndGrowl

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28440618/chapters/69693282?view_adult=true | M | ✓ (2/2) 9,669 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Kiyotaka Ishimaru has had just about enough of Mondo Owada’s undisciplined lifestyle, but his tipping point is reached when his uniform and shoes get completely ruined by Mondo’s recklessness! Mondo must be punished for this! >:(

🌀 "Puppy Love" Takalot

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37699909/chapters/94116709 | T | 🛇 (1/?) 8,096 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Mondo | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Kiyotaka and Mondo stumble across a stray puppy one day and decide to adopt it. …. What more can I say? Cuteness and fluff enclosed. A collection of fics revolving around them caring for a small little white dog and navigating some troubles along the way.

🌀 "Royal Gardens" strawberrylemonaid1225

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37949623/chapters/94777033 | T | 🛇 (10/?) 69,027 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | At Hope's Peak Academy, a prince dressed in white and a knight dressed in black meet during a flurry of flowers and immediately clash, surely starting a war. Or, in realistic terms, Kiyotaka Ishimaru and Mondo Oowada meet and keep meeting despite their hatred for the other before soon realizing that they may just be more similar than they could have ever imagined. Perhaps, their kingdoms could even start a garden together.

🌀 "The Biker's Doll" ChibiBreeby

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7422277/chapters/16858450 | T | 🛇 (10/?) 18,357 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | The last time Mondo held a doll, it was back in first grade of elementary school, when one of his classmates accidentally put it in his backpack. The major difference between the doll he held back then to the one he was holding now was that he knew where the doll back then had come from, whereas he has no idea where he got the one that is currently in his hands.

🌀 "Artificial Surprises" LibraryoftheDead

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32643190 | T | ✓ (1/1) 2,514 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Mondo, Chihiro & Mondo | Mondo learns that androids and car accidents don't mix.

🌀 "Changed" puckishpal

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36014902/chapters/89778067 | T | ✓ (3/3) 15,747 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Ishida | ❗ a03 warnings not used | “I won’t ruin anythin’ for you. Just want to see what’s got my brother so uptight these days. This school must be worth fightin' for, since you're never home anymore.” Kiyondo tapped on the door frame with his finger. Taka turned his head towards him to study his face. He couldn't read anything in that bleak expression. "Dad, and mama, and me- Well, we're still the same. But you? You've changed a lot. I want to see why." Kiyotaka strived to live an honest life, even if his chaotic twin brother strived to ruin it. Why is Kiyondo so persistent on impersonating and derailing everything he's worked so hard for, anyway?

🌀 "Our Reunion, Unforseen" ThePolitestBumblebee

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35426851 | M | 🛇 (12/?) 118,762 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Mondo, Kiyotaka & Sayaka | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | Kiyotaka Ishimaru is alive. Seemingly against whatever fate had planned for him, he awakens with a second chance. And, despite all odds, Mondo has been granted the same opportunity. They all have. It's time to reunite, solve the surrounding mysteries of the killing game, and escape. Time to start again.

🌀 "A Normal Wednesday and a Narrowly-Avoided Disaster" bethfromflorida

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15460320 | T | ✓ (1/1) 5,133 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | ❗ a03 warnings not used | It was a simple class errand that absolutely should not have taken any more than fifteen minutes. But things go very bad, very fast-- and suddenly Kiyotaka is alone in the school's basement and dealing with the worst case scenario.

🌀 "Brothers and Braids" nikkiwrites (notgood23)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39831381 | G | ✓ (1/1) 1,745 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Mondo does his daughter’s hair and has time to think (about his brother).

🌀 "The Problem with Perfection" DracotheDeathEatingCupcake

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30213810 | E | ✓ (31/31) 384,020 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura ¦ Kiyotaka & Mondo, Chihiro & Mondo, Chihiro & Kiyotaka, Aoi & Kiyotaka | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Perfection is not an option. It is a requirement. At least… that’s what Kiyotaka Ishimaru has always been taught, from the time he was old enough to be taught anything. Trying your best is not enough. You must do better; be better. There is no time for passivity or idle moments. You must always be moving, always be working; always be your best. Actually, no. Not your best. Better than your best. Absolute perfection.

🌀 "eight, thirty-one: dance" transishimaru

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19310749 | G | ✓ (1/1) 1,234 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | a bonus chapter to 'eight, thirty-one' with the two nerds dancing, written for Pride Month

🌀 "An Afterword to Some Freakiness" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28233141 | G | ✓ (1/1) 6,111 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚤ Hagakure Hiroko/Ishimaru Takaaki ⚣ Hagakure Yasuhiro/Oowada Daiya ¦ Takaaki & Mondo, Kiyotaka & Takaaki | Mondo and Takaaki aren't themselves today.

🌀 "The trick to seducing" TammieSheep

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34263757 | M | 🛇 (14/?) 44,312 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | ❗ a03 warnings not used | After an ill intended prank, Kiyotaka finds himself stuck with a demon that is determined to have sex with him. It isn’t easy, as Kiyotaka feels no connection to the demon whatsoever but the incubus, Mondo, is determined to seduce him. After all, who could resist a tall, handsome incubus? Surely, his penchant for screaming whenever frustrated could never ruin a thing! Their duel of willpower will surely take long before one of them quits… if they ever do.

🌀 "Danganronpa: Safety's On" LizLuvsCupcakes

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32630632/chapters/80944699 | T | ✓ (18/18) 58,855 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚧♂ Fujisaki Chihiro/Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Monokuma & Everyone, Leon & Sayaka, Leon & Makoto, Kyoko & Leon | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Fifteen teenagers are kidnapped into a despair high school and told the only way they can leave is to kill each other. The only problem? They’re told this by a teddy bear. Who’s really stinking adorable. And also bad at his job.

🌀 "when we all fall asleep, where do we go?" tirggerhappyhope (starprise_entership)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25445908 | M | ✓ (1/1) 16,292 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Chihiro & Mondo | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Deep within the mastermind's lair, Mondo hears the voice of the person he least wanted to see again.

🌀 "Ishimondo One Shots" AdeyKirbs

https://www.wattpad.com/1050737999-ishimondo-one-shots-rainy-day | M | 🛇 (9/?) Ihr51min | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | I know there's tons of ishimondo one shots but I feel like people should write what they want to matter how many times it's been done to death. If it makes you happy then make 20 ishimondo books! Fluff and smut

🌀 "Mystic Comfort" bearsub

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31611074 | G | ✓ (1/1) 2,888 | Hagakure Yasuhiro & Ishimaru Kiyotaka | He'd made it through their first year without any issue, but when their second year started Kiyotaka put more and more pressure on himself to do well and follow the path he'd chosen so long ago. He had to become Prime Minister and clear his family's name, he'd sworn to do so, but… now, he just didn't know. - Kiyotaka has a breakdown over school, but his brother knows just what he needs- no predictions necessary.

🌀 "We Have It All" Midnightdemonht

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29004177 | T | ✓ (1/1) 5,476 | ⚤ Kuwata Leon/Maizono Sayaka ¦ Junko & Mukuro, Junko & Makoto, Class 78 & Junko | ❗ a03 warnings not used | The bear is gleeful, thrilled, to tell them they’ll have to kill each other to escape. They are shocked, horrified, disbelieving. “We would never!” they cry, “Who could do that? None of them hear the sharp exhale, almost a laugh, coming from the supposed Junko Enoshima. As if there’s an inside joke only she is privy to.

🌀 "Love Letter Bouquet" gr3m5quid

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39354645/chapters/98487834 | T | 🛇 (1/?) 911 | ⚢ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Leon & Mondo, Toko & Mondo | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Momoka struggled with love. All the guys she asked out got scared of her and she didn't even want to try with a girl. So she decided she would just give up on it, she had the gang. That was all she needed. Then, on White Day, a short love letter and a flower fell out of her locker. She considered that it could be a joke, that it could be someone trying to mess with her. But she really wanted to see for herself

🌀 "pale pink things" Somethin_Strange

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38573625/chapters/96421488 | T | 🛇 (13/?) 36,764 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Mondo, Everyone & Everyone | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | Right before it did, Taka turned to the front, finding Mondo’s eyes, and smiled. Really, truly smiled; pouring every emotion he didn’t have a name for into one facial expression of love. Fractured milliseconds of neurons firing and velocity through air; Taka packed everything he never got the chance to say into those moments he knew would be his last. Mondo, he thought, I love/forgive/feel/understand you. This is not a goodbye. Mondo was screaming Taka’s name, loud enough for his voice to crack and then completely break. Taka’s smile grew a little bit in the milliseconds he had. It is simply a “see you later”. He closed his eyes. (a story in which Monokuma is more lenient with the rules and executions don't always succeed at killing their target.)

🌀 "A Series of Ishimondo Oneshots" chinateacup

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32381734/chapters/80281213 | M | ✓ (6/6) 22,438 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Mondo | ⚠ major character death ⚠ | ❗ a03 warnings not used | In celebration of Ishimondo Week 2021, hosted by @perfect-ishimondo-boys on tumblr, I've used their prompts to write a collection of oneshots. As of writing this on July 5th, I have six prompts all ready to publish, so hopefully by the end of the week, which is July 11th, I'll have my last one finished. These prompts were all completely randomized and I had so much fun writing them.

🌀 "DR Chatfic where Mondo is a dumbass and Taka can swear" TheWaterRogue

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29582868/chapters/72709917 | T | 🛇 (22/?) 43,073 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura ⚣ Kuwata Leon/Naegi Makoto | My take on a DR chatfic. Will be THH-centric. Let the hall monitor say fuck.

🌀 "Another Side: Sporting Hopefuls" BoydTheReaver, Leliel12

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15947264/chapters/37188674 | M | 🛇 (29/44) 281,443 | ⚣ Kuwata Leon/Naegi Makoto ⚧♀ Fujisaki Chihiro/Celestia Ludenburg | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ underage ⚠ major character death ⚠ rape/non-con ⚠ | A single sentence at the right time can change everything. When Jin Kirigiri spits one last personal aside at the Mastermind of the Killing Game, it gives her enough pause for thought that a few last-minute rules changes and sequences of events are established - and with that, a vastly different School Life of Mutual Killing. When Makoto Naegi awakens to discover fourteen other students trapped with him, what will become of them all when a sadistic robotic bear tells them to kill each other... especially after getting on surprisingly good terms with a certain red-headed baseball star? ~ A reimagining from the ground-up of Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc with the same characters, but in a different fashion from what you'd expect.

🌀 "Morning Mishap" Pieceofship

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23435212 | G | ✓ (1/1) 1,051 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | “I panicked!” “What did you have to panic about!?” Mondo felt the familiar beet red coloured blush return to his face. “To make a long story short... I either traumatized your dad or made his day.”

🌀 "I Need a Hiro" CaffeinatedCopyeditor

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28893540/chapters/70882878 | T | ✓ (7/7) 16,640 | Aoi & Toko & Yasuhiro & Kyoko & Makoto & Byakuya | As the ultimate Clairvoyant, Hiro gets visions. Somehow, that's not the weirdest thing about him. He's still trying to deal with his lost memories, the trauma of the game, and the destruction Junko left behind. Through past and future, one well-meaning idiot tries to keep it together long enough to protect his friends. (A Hiro-centric, family-bonding, happily-ever-after fic)

🌀 "Atantic Despair - Trigger Happy Havoc Pirate AU" woesofwestly

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35284615/chapters/87935545 | T | 🛇 (8/?) 37,326 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura | Mondo Owada is the captain of a small crew called the Diamonds, a powerful set of pirates able to steal anything they want. They steal a large gem known as the Grip of The Ocean, a colourful and valuable gem worth thousands. But before they can sell it off, the British Superpowers intercept and force the Diamonds to run. Along the way, the Diamonds discover that the Grip is actually half of a much larger gem. Now armed with a renewed greed and a British castaway (who is quite disgruntled to be there), the Diamonds set off to find the other half.

🌀 "Romance and Rebellion" chinateacup

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28875342/chapters/70833930 | T | ✓ (2/2) 19,202 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Kiyotaka Ishimaru had never broken a single rule in his life. However by the end of one night, he could truthfully say that he had climbed out of a window, ridden a motorcycle with no helmet, participated in underage drinking and lost hours of his valuable study time with very little resistance. His kyoudai could be irritatingly persuasive when he wanted to be...

🌀 "Cigarettes Are Love Letters in the Eyes of Addicts" GlareAndGrowl

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3024786 | T | 🛇 (1/?) 3,422 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Mondo Owada, brother to the leader of the Crazy Diamonds, and feared by most, has only one enemy. A pretentious Hall Monitor who won't leave him alone. But when he is forced to work with the guy, he finds out that maybe he judged him a bit too harshly at first.

🌀 "Assassination stories! Kiyotaka Ishimaru" GlareAndGrowl

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30677015 | M | 🛇 (1/?) 564 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | Short side stories prequels to Assassin! Kiyotaka Ishimaru

🌀 "One Mistake" GlareAndGrowl

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33389632/chapters/82933576 | T | ✓ (6/6) 30,235 | ⚧♂ Fujisaki Chihiro/Ishimaru Kiyotaka ⚧♂ Fujisaki Chihiro/Kuwata Leon ¦ Chihiro & Kiyotaka | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Kiyotaka Ishimaru; level-headed, strong, quick-witted, morally balanced, independent, trustworthy. All of these things could be used in any context to describe him. But romantic was not one of them. Yet somehow, he had found himself in a deadly love triangle between a hot headed prick and the soft eyed, soft spoken Chihiro. Both of them dragging him down a path of distraction from his desire of becoming the worlds greatest prime minister. Hijinks and heartbreak ensues... and everything goes horribly wrong.

🌀 "The Last Dance, Forevermore" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28558137 | M | ✓ (1/1) 1,148 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | Mondo Owada finds himself in an ironic hell in which he is forced to perform perhaps the most mentally demanding and stereotypically feminine sport possible: ballet.

🌀 "Close Encounters of the Absurd Kind" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30459741 | G | ✓ (1/1) 3,021 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | In which maybe Mondo should have invested in some bug spray. Or, that one Ishimondo fic prompt that's like "Taka is an alien that learns languages through kissing and his ship crashes near Mondo's place" but Taka is a weird bug monster.

🌀 "Bittersweet and Strange, Finding You Can Change" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27431074/chapters/67054606 | G | ✓ (11/11) 28,334 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | A prince, a bear, a curse, a beast. A tale as old as time, albeit a bit twisted. And Kiyotaka somehow ends up tangled in the middle of it, when all he wanted in the world was to study in peace and keep his father safe.

🌀 "Practice makes Perfect" chinateacup

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35082748 | M | ✓ (1/1) 7,337 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | “If you think that would help me understand the appeal, then I’m willing to try. And it would certainly make me more at ease if my first kiss was you, bro. I trust you implicitly.” Yeah, but he was also a guy. And a friend. Guy friends didn’t tend to go around kissing their guy friends, even if it was for uh… ‘business’ instead of pleasure. But… if Taka was cool with it then… Mondo didn’t exactly hate the idea. In which Taka does not understand kissing, and Mondo offers him a helping hand.

🌀 "When You Are Gone..." Cynder360 (Cynder_Charmander)

🌀 "Class 78th Watches the Future" Spirit_Soldier

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39093591/chapters/97796631 | T | 🛇 (81/?) 455,111 | ⚤ Kirigiri Kyoko/Naegi Makoto ⚤ Maizono Sayaka/Naegi Makoto ⚤ Ikusaba Mukuro/Naegi Makoto ⚤ Asahina Aoi/Naegi Makoto ⚤ Celestia Ludenburg/Naegi Makoto | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | We know the story. Class 78th loses their memories, and were forced into the killing game. Only a few of them survive the game. But what happens when those sixteen students, their memories of each other intact, watch the Danganronpa series? What happens if they see their future selves killing each other? Watch, as Class 78th watches their future.

🌀 "Luckless, Lonely Lit Girl" YoungMrKusuma

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3906091 | T | ✓ (1/1) 2,797 | ⚤ Fukawa Toko/Naegi Makoto | Fukawa gets a chance at happiness, from the last person she'd expect.

🌀 "Mad Dog" kokeshidynamo (hannyachan)

🌀 "Moth to the Flame part 1" DragonousSenses

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40556112 | G | ✓ (1/1) 1,013 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Late one night Ishimaru has an accident and sets things into motion.

🌀 "Moth to the Flame part 2" DragonousSenses

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40556163 | G | ✓ (1/1) 903 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | The accident has unexpected side effects and Ishimaru finds himself depending on Mondo to undo it.

🌀 "Liar" PekoIsBaby

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31845124 | T | ✓ (1/1) 23,952 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | When Leon had invited Mondo on the trip, it had sounded fine. Even he wasn't immune to a two-week-long, all-expenses-paid-by-the-rich-asshole-in-your-class, group road trip with three of his closest friends. It didn't even matter that Kiyotaka Ishimaru was coming. Until it was just Taka that was coming. Then, it stopped sounding so fun. Or: The inherent homoeroticism of being stuck with your sworn rival for two weeks and listening to him talk about museums.

🌀 "From one Liar to Another" Midnightdemonht

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32243209 | G | ✓ (1/1) 12,993 | Celestia & Yasuhiro, Yasuhiro & Makoto, Celestia & Makoto | Celeste does not care much for any of her ‘classmates’. Some are too loud, yelling about friendship and order or something equally irritating, others are too strange, eager to please, like that red headed idiot or that pig of a writer. But most of all-- They’re all so boring. And yet. To her surprise, there is one exception. Yasuhiro Hagakure.

🌀 "Danganronpa: a second chance" Yannocchi

https://www.wattpad.com/1014727073-danganronpa-second-chance-english-in-correction | M | 🛇 (13/?) 3hrs30mins | Kiyotaka Ishimaru received a note, instructing him to head to the equipment room at 6 am. However, it was a trap set up to kill him. What would've ended in Kiyotaka's death, actually ended with him waking up in a familiar classroom. Kiyotaka must change the outcome and save his fellow classmates as the killing game begins once again.

🌀 'May I please have something goofy for KiyondoxLeon please?' FluffyFranny

https://fluffyfranny.tumblr.com/post/689046479681323008/may-i-please-have-something-goofy-for-kiyondo-x | G | ✓ (1/1) 12,055 | ⚣ Ishida Kiyondo/Kuwata Leon | ‘It's goofy you want, and it's goofy you shall get >:3'

🌀 "Fractured Diamond" HawklanTheBard

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29584506 | NO RATING | ✓ (6/6) 11,099 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Chihiro & Kiyotaka & Mondo | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ rape/non-con ⚠ underage ⚠ | A diamond cannot be broken. Everyone knows that. But what happens when someone sees a crack in it?

🌀 "Broken Arrow" EmieFaun

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24005581 | M | 🛇 (16/?) 100,476 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka(Ishida Kiyondo)/Oowada Mondo, ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Kuwata Leon ¦ Kiyotaka & Mondo, Kiyotaka & Leon | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ underage ⚠ | Kiyotaka Ishimaru follows the rules. He attends Hope's Peak Academy to become the man that his family need him to be. But Mondo Oowada brings out a side that he just can't control. And for as long as he can remember, he's had this reoccurring dream. He's had this anger inside him. He's had this...other side that he has to shut out... Kiyotaka Ishimaru follows the rules. Most days. And he's attending Hope's Peak Academy to figure out how to be the man he's supposed to be.

🌀 "Gradual Revelation" Gembrosia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34458142 | M | ✓ (1/1) 11,303 | ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura | It was in that moment that the puzzle pieces in Sakura’s mind had finally come together. She was in love with her best friend. Her only friend. The path she had taken to reach that conclusion was long, but once it struck her it seemed the most obvious thing in the world.

🌀 "Jealousy" chinateacup

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29390547/chapters/72202083 | T | 🛇 (24/?) 137,541 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Mondo, Chihiro & Mondo, Aoi & Kiyotaka | Mondo Owada had a girlfriend. She was perfectly nice, and pretty, and it was obvious how well the new couple were already clicking. They made a very good match indeed, and any friend of Mondo's would have been thrilled for him. So why did Taka feel like he wanted to cry?

🌀 "To Bite the Hand that Feeds you" chinateacup

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34767937 | T | ✓ (1/1) 2,665 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Kiyotaka & Mondo | Taka's stomach growled, and he curled his lip in irritation, pressing a hand to his side. He snuck a glance at Fujisaki, but they hadn’t looked up from their computer. Thank God. Taka must have felt the rumble more than he heard it. How embarrassing… He turned away from Fujisaki, looked back down at his geometry, and then noticed the rice ball placed beside him on the table.

🌀 "The (After) Life of the Party" Metamatronic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33061843/chapters/82069954 | M | 🛇 (16/?) 22,627 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura ⚤ Kuwata Leon/Maizono Sayaka | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | Sayaka Maizono had a promising life ahead of her. An adoring fanbase, a family in her band, and the ability to do what she loved. But life doesn’t always go to plan, huh? Sometimes life doesn’t go anywhere at all. After being murdered by the man she had planned to kill herself, Sayaka finds herself wandering the halls of Hope’s Peak as a ghost. Fortunately, it doesn’t seem like she’ll be alone for long.

🌀 "Sleeping Bosozoku" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29067981/chapters/71350776 | T | ✓ (9/9) 22,548 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ¦ Yasuhiro & Leon & Mondo, Chihiro & Mondo, Daiya & Mondo | Prince Mondo Owada is cursed by a cold-hearted warlock to die at the age of 16 by pricking his finger on the splinter of a butter churn. However, thanks to his brother's persuasion and the graces of a good fairy, his sure execution is muddled. He will face his destiny not in death, but ageless sleep, only to wake from his slumber by true love's kiss.

🌀 "If Memory Serves" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34943080 | T | ✓ (1/1) 3,974 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Mondo Owada forgot something. That wasn't just a sneaking suspicion or a side effect of his anxiety disorder; if that was the case, he would be, well, anxious. Contrarily, Mondo was both certain that he forgot something and wasn't really worried about it, aside from the general curiosity of what it could have been. This was because his lovely partner had guided him through the entire process of forgetting it. Or, some fluffy and goofy Ishimondo memory play where they go out on a day-long date.

🌀 "The Strength of Heart" Gembrosia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39033537 | G | ✓ (1/1) 1,400 | ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Aoi finds Sakura overworking herself in the gym and reminds her that she’s here now and she can talk to her about anything. Sakura shares her feelings as they chat over some tea.

🌀 "What We Could Have Been" GauntletKnight

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15486138/chapters/35949891 | E | ✓ (55/55) 81,463 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | ❗ a03 warnings not used | If they had survived the killing game, Kiyotaka and Mondo probably would have ended up living together and, eventually, would have fallen in love. This is how that future might have played out.

🌀 "What We Could Have Been Bonus Chapters!" GauntletKnight

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16958853/chapters/39853902 | M | 🛇 (4/?) 5,596 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Bonus chapters to What We Could Have Been. Little side stories and requests as well as some behind-the-scenes stuff. All one shots. Content warnings will be in notes at the beginning.

🌀 "What You Should Have Been" GauntletKnight

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19087915/chapters/45348478 | E | ✓ (28/28) 40,910 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Kiyotaka Ishimaru's dream, as long as he remembers, was to become Prime Minister, wipe away his family debt, and bring honor back to his family name. Easier said than done. But first he needs to be elected to the House. This is how that future might have played out. (Sequel to What We Could Have Been)

🌀 "Hunger" GauntletKnight

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34862215 | E | ✓ (1/1) 14,175 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Kiyotaka is cursed to become an incubus, throwing all of his morals and personal desires out the window. With some help he realizes that the only way to satiate his hunger for sex is with the one he loves the most...his best friend...his first crush...Mondo. He elects to keep it a secret, starving until Gundham can find the one responsible, but Mondo's concern for his best friend's 'illness' ends up being stronger than Kiyotaka's desire to stay hidden...

🌀 "I'm so Glad I Got to Meet You" Gembrosia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33001966 | T | 🛇 (9/?) 12,026 | ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura | Two girls who feel out of place find solace in each other.

🌀 "D.I.A.F" YoungMrKusuma

https://archiveofourown.org/works/4170873 | T | ✓ (1/1) 1,829 | ⚤ Fukawa Toko/Naegi Makoto | Partially inspired by this post on tumblr: http://kouristar.tumblr.com/post/86966582355 Just a little drabble I thought up. Naegi takes Fukawa out on a coffee shop date, where she makes known her opinions about PDAs and other things.

🌀 "A Police Man with Three Ultimates as Kids? And All I've Got is a Stoned Clairvoyant!" MysteriousDoll

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40924116 | G | ✓ (1/1) 1,435 | ⚤ Hagakure Hiroko/Ishimaru Takaaki | Hiroko meets Takaaki’s kids. Hilarity ensues.

🌀 "The Eyes Have It" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29962245 | G | ✓ (1/1) 2,632 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Kiyotaka notices Mondo is anxious once again, and decides to take matters into his own hands.

🌀 "The Amethyst Incident" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30903473 | G | ✓ (1/1) 3,990 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | In which Kiyotaka Ishimaru accidentally hypnotizes himself instead of his boyfriend like he intended to, and Mondo doesn't realize. Elaboration on an incident mentioned in another Ishimondo hypnosis fic of mine, "The Eyes Have It." You don't need to read it to understand this, but if you like this you'll probably enjoy that too.

🌀 "Fantasy Maid Real" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32521492 | E | ✓ (1/1) 8,200 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Kiyotaka Ishimaru has come to the realization after hypnotizing his partner several times that he has a hypnosis kink. Thankfully, Mondo is extremely indulgent... and looks great in a maid dress.

🌀 "Savor Every Little Piece" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35581729 | E | ✓ (1/1) 3,075 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Mondo has a shitty self-esteem day topped with dysphoria for good measure, so Taka cheers him up... with kinky hypnotic foreplay, of course.

🌀 "Pampering Your Panic Prince" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37761253 | T | ✓ (1/1) 5,032| ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | It's election night, and aspiring politician Kiyotaka Ishimaru is nervous beyond belief. Mondo decides to cash in a favor and try something out that will make for a nice distraction and hopefully make them both happy: wholesome hypnotic petplay.

🌀 "Crisscrossing the Edge" chinchillasinunison

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38354089 | E | ✓ (1/1) 3,075 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo | Kiyotaka challenges Mondo to a contest: go into maid subspace and serve him in any way Taka pleases for the night. If he doesn't climax from it, he'll get a prize. Mondo accepts the terms, and plans to win. What he doesn't know consciously is that the rules upon him are a bit more complicated than that... in that he already agreed to lose, and that he would actually do both, depending on your point of view. These sorts of things can be muddled a little when hypnosis is involved...

Super Danganronpa 2 ⚡ "pinned like a note in a hospital gown" lesbiankyoin

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36328375 | T | ✓ (1/1) 2,908 | ⚤ Kuzuryuu Fuyuhiko/Nanami Chiaki ¦ Chiaki & Mikan | Unusually for Chiaki, she can't get herself to sleep. Maybe the reason's inside the island hospital.

⚡ "Safe and Sound" Keeganisadork

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36137959 | G | ✓ (1/1) 1,828 | ⚤ Komaeda Nagito/Nanami Chiaki | Nagito has a pain day and Chiaki cares for him

⚡ "Keeping up with the reserve course" Hella_Queer

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29811978/chapters/73345467 | T | 🛇 (60/?) 106,938 |⚣ Hinata Hajime/Komaeda Nagito | Miles Edgeworth: We don’t even know his name, yet he’s turned us inside out. His very existence has captivated us so completely. How remarkable for a reserve course student (Was in the mood for something a little ridiculous. Check the end notes for the name cheat sheet!)

⚡ "i can't take you anywhere" dimolto

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28646001/chapters/70218204 | M | ✓ (11/11) 68,923 | ⚣ Hinata Hajime/Komaeda Nagito | “One more word and I’m going to drive us both off a cliff,” Hinata deadpanned. “Well, I would probably survive it. Ultimate Lucky Student and all.” Komaeda tilted his head. “But if you really do want to kill me, I’m sure we can find a way to make it happen!” On the way back from the third-year class trip to Hokkaido, the bus happened to leave two students behind: a tag-along Reserve Course boy who, as always, wasn’t quite sure how he kept getting himself into these situations, and an enigmatic young man who was beginning to feel very, very cheated by his luck. Now, if Hajime Hinata wants to get back to Tokyo, he’s going to have to face a hotwired car, 900 miles of open road, and ten days stuck with Nagito Komaeda.

⚡ "Smile for a Smile" chivalrousamour

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8191643/chapters/18777781 | G | ✓ (90/90) 314,185 | ⚤ Kuzuryuu Fuyuhiko/Tsumiki Mikan ⚢ Past Enoshima Junko/Tsumiki Mikan ⚢ Nanami Chiaki/Pekoyama Peko ⚢ Mioda Ibuki/Saionji Hiyoko ⚤ Hinata Hajime/Koizumi Mahiru/Kuzuryuu Fuyuhiko | Tsumiki Mikan lived to save others. Her heart never faltered in the line of duty, and to be honest, she would feel more comfortable in a hospital room than her own wedding. But unfortunately for her, there's an exception to everything, and this exception is a baby-faced heir to the biggest Yakuza family in Japan!

New Danganronpa V3 ☄️ "An Encore from my Crying Heart ♡" kirastrations

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15654621?view_full_work=true | T | 🛇 (34/55) 292,311 | ⚤ Akamatsu Kaede/Saihara Shuichi ⚤ Iruma Miu/K1-B0 ⚢ Chabashira Tenko/Yumeno Himiko ⚤ Harukawa Maki/Momota Kaito ¦ name & name | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | “Puhuhu. I see how it is...” Monokuma brings his paws to his two-toned mouth. “The blackened has no need for the First Blood Perk. They’d rather do a class tri—” “It was me.” Kaede’s blood chills. Words leave her, and her heart falls silent. Monokuma blinks. “Huh?” He along with the Monokubs, Kaede, and her classmates, all turn to the voice. “Sh-Shuichi...?!” whispers Kaede. “What are you—" “It was me,” Shuichi says again, shifting on the spot. “I did it. I uh... I killed Rantaro...” The library is silent for a few moments. Then all hell breaks loose. Shuichi claims the First Blood Perk in Kaede's place, and in doing so, changes the entire course of the Killing Game. Different choices are made, new dynamics form, and, as per the rules, only two survivors can emerge from the world stained red with reality, and pink with delusion.

☄️ "High on our Bullshit" Firestar506, Multishipping_Trash, PangosTango

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28611867?view_full_work=true | T | ✓ (32/32) 176,529 | ⚤ Akamatsu Kaede/Saihara Shuichi ⚤ Harukawa Maki/Momota Kaito ⚢ Akamatsu Kaede/Chabashira Tenko ⚢ Chabashira Tenko/Yumeno Himiko (one sided) ⚤ Iruma Miu/K1-B0 ⚣ Amami Rantaro/Hoshi Ryoma ⚣ Oma Kokichi/Saihara Shuichi ⚤ Amami Rantaro/Hoshi Ryoma/Yonaga Angie | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Kokichi, troublemaking gremlin that he is, finds this brilliant little chat function on his Monopad. And uses it to create a group chat for the 16 trapped Ultimates. Oh dear.

☄️ "To Fall or Fly" RainstormRiddles

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36195976/chapters/90227254 | T | 🛇 (7/?) 31,134 | ⚤ Hoshi Ryoma/Tojo Kirumi |⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | A Fallen Angel takes mercy on an unusual Demon, giving her the chance to do good in her life. And, perhaps, she'll give new meaning to his.

☄️ "(Lemon) Dance Into My Heart" theultimatefanficwriter

https://theultimatefanficwriter.tumblr.com/post/630982361826394112/lemondance-into-my-heart-ryoma-hoshi-x-reader | E | ✓ (1/1) 8,091 | ⚤ Ryoma Hoshi/Reader | ⚠ mention of sexual assault ⚠ vague suicidal tendencies ⚠ | Commission by Itaintbondagedotcom on Wattpad

☄️ "Escapism" grayimperia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11824194 | T | ✓ (1/1) 2,782 | Saihara Shuuichi & Shirogane Tsumugi | ⚠ major character death ⚠ | “Shooting star,” Shirogane says. “Make a wish.” “I wish I was someone else.” “Yeah,” she leans against him, bumping their shoulders together in a gesture far too affectionate for their despair. “Me, too.” - Kaede dies, and Saihara makes a different friend.

☄️ "you've got the right to remain right here with me" unseeliekey

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23425690/chapters/56145169 | T | ✓ (5/5) 63,512 | ⚣ Oma Kokichi/Saihara Shuichi ¦ Kokichi & DICE | Shuichi Saihara looks around the coffee shop, and as Kokichi shrinks back and tries to make himself look as unnoticable as possible, his gaze drifts to the pink jacket and his eyes light up. And perhaps crime really doesn’t pay, and karma is real and stealing from the rich is wrong and deserves punishment, because Shuichi Saihara walks right up to Kokichi’s table and, nervous in a way Kokichi has never seen him, says, “H-hey. Um, are you Ouma? Who wanted to look at the house?” “That’s me,” Kokichi says, a little breathlessly, feeling like he’s detached from his body. (Or, the phantom thief/roommate au you didn't know you needed.)

☄️ "I'd Trade My Life for Yours" grayimperia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10517349/chapters/23213121 | T | ✓ (42/42) 397,683 | ⚣ Momota Kaito/Oma Kokichi ⚤ Iruma Miu/K1-B0 ⚢ Akamatsu Kaede/Chabashira Tenko ¦ Kaeda & Kaito, Gonta & Ryoma, Maki & Kaito & Kokichi, Kaede & Kokichi, Tenko & Himiko | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | Her classmates have just chosen Saihara as the killer by a margin of one. He finally reaches out to her, and she looks back at him. And Monokuma says something that absolutely shocks both of them to the core. “Welp! Looks like you guys got it right!” Kaede’s world stops. - Three different sacrifices are made, and three different survivors stumble out of the rubble.

☄️ "the art of playing the game" khattikeri

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20274163/chapters/48058729 | T | ✓ (10/10) 31,325 | ⚣ Oma Kokichi/Saihara Shuichi | “Do be careful, now, Inspector,” Prince Kokichi whispered into Shuichi’s ear, a serious, low tenor. “I’ve taken a liking to you, so I’m giving you a warning. Saishu Kingdom has never been as peaceful as you thought it was, and it’s for your own good that you stop investigating the rumored coup set to keep me off the throne.” He paused. “Unless, of course,” he grinned slyly, “you want to get caught up in it.”And then he skipped away, all smiles and airheaded cheer. Shuichi’s hand unconsciously reached up to touch his ear, now tinged pink. What was wrong with this royal?

☄️ "13 Students Remain" whattheskyknows

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31503632/chapters/77931344 | M | 🛇 (31/?) 460,823 | ⚣ Momota Kaito/Oma Kokichi ⚤ Akamatsu Kaede/Amami Rantaro ¦ Kaede & Tsumugi, Kaede & Tenko, Ryoma & Kokichi, Ryoma & Kaito, K1-B0 & Kokichi, Tenko & Kokichi, Tenko & Kaito, Tenko & Ryoma, Miu & K1-B0 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | Kaede Akamatsu wakes up inside of a classroom alone. (Time loop AU where the only way to leave the game is to survive.)

Ultra Despair Girls 📢"Remembrance" MoodyMisora

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32690578 | T | ✓ (1/1) 3,255 | ⚤ Ishimaru Takaaki/Okamoto Natsuko ¦ Takaaki & Takemichi, Kiyotaka & Takaaki | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | Takaaki Ishimaru was no stranger to the pain of loss. First came his birthright, then his beloved wife, and finally, his cherished son. Bereaved and alone, Takaaki has only a silver bullet to offer him a release from the ruins of this world.

📢"Remnant" tea0W0stache

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37710235/chapters/94144537 | M | 🛇 (1/?) 2,730 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚧♂ Fujisaki Chihiro/Kuwata Leon/Oowada Mondo ⚤ Hagakure Hiroko/Ishimaru Takaaki ⚢ Asahina Aoi/Oogami Sakura ⚤ Kirigiri Kyoko/Naegi Makoto ¦ Daiya & Mondo | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | The world was a total shit show. Robots on nearly every corner, children running around with bear helmets, killing any adult they saw. Corpses piled on top of one another, and the children even danced on them. Pure and utter chaos. So naturally, here I am, fighting with a cop.

Danganronpa Crossovers ✨ "My Real Test" ChasML

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10864497/chapters/24131154 | M | 🛇 (79/?) 431,064 | Kiyotaka & Mondo, Kiyotaka & Class 78 | Every year, Hope's Peak Pokemon Training Academy recruits the most promising upcoming pokemon trainers and gathers them together in one place, to encourage their development as trainers. This year's intake includes one Kiyotaka Ishimaru, who's eager for the chance to get some serious training done! How else would he be able to show the world that the Ishimaru family won't ALL resort to machine-enhanced pokemon to beat the Elite Four, like his grandfather did? [pokémon crossover]

✨"Dangantale" Creatornottraitor

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35549440/chapters/88622272 [undertale crossover] | T | 🛇 (2/?) 1,951 | ⚣ Ishimaru Kiyotaka/Oowada Mondo ⚣ Kuwata Leon/Ishida Kiyondo ⚤ Fujisaki Taichi/Hagakure Hiroko/Ishimaru Takaaki ⚢ Celestia Ludenburg/Sonia Nevermind | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | MKJHCGFXDZXGHJHLJIGUFYDTRSDYFUIOPJYILT&UDJYRTFUIOP)YOITDJYRUO

✨"A Very 'Chill' Production" yaysof11037

https://yaysof11037.tumblr.com/post/659816538239582208/a-very-chill-production [Be More Chill crossover] | G | ✓ (1/1) 2,294 | ⚣ Oowada Mondo/Nekomaru Nidai | Hi everyone! My brain keeps hopping back into the musical theater mood and I’ve been listening to a soundtrack that I just can’t get out of my head! Plus, it’s been a small little headcanon of mine for a while that Mondo would be a theater kid (as well as Taka lol) and it’s been sitting in the back of my head for quite some time, but I was having a hard time thinking about what his first show would be. But I think I’ve found the perfect musical that would fit Mondo’s first performance on stage really well! So, without further ado, I present to you some Theater Kid Mondo content!

✨"DanganRonpa69: There's MORE goddamn hope!?" lennardd

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22604029 [Supermario - Family Guy - Vocaloid - UTAU - Undertale - PaRappa the Rapper - My Little Pony - Warioware - Yandere Simulator - Gorillaz - Spongebob - Kirby: Right back at ya! - A Hat in Time crossover] | M | ✓ (18/18) 153,067 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | After waking up in a mysterious school, Luigi is forced into a killing game with a bunch of weird strangers by a sadistic bear with a despair fetish. Who will survive? Who will perish? And more importantly, will God forgive me for this?

✨"plants rot eventually" stonedsmokes

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36916300 [Dear Evan Hansen - Be More Chill - Hamilton - Heathers: The Musical crossover] | M | ✓ (1/1) 8,672 | ⚣ Evan Hansen/Connor Murphy ⚣ Jeremy Heere/Michael Mell ¦ Alana &E Evan & Jared & Zoe, Hamilton & Laurens & Lafayette & Mulligan | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | He traps fifteen students in a large theatre and pushes the guilty thoughts out of his head. Now is not the time for that. Instead of the Ultimate Despair, he takes on the role of Ultimate Botanist. Plants were one of the few things he allowed himself to indulge in. It was one of the things he cared about. Evan used to care about a multitude of things, but once he picked up Despair, it felt like he lost a whole half of himself. He wishes he could take that half back. (in which evan hansen is the mastermind of a mutual killing game)

✨"Your Turn To Danganronpa" AuthorDGaster

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36585007 [Your Turn to Die crossover] | T | 🛇 (8/?) 15,911 | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ major character death ⚠ | 3 Killing Games. 18 Chapters. 20 Victims. 20 people who died at the hands of a participant of the Killing Games. 20 Victims who have been given another chance, but not in a Killing Game. This time, it’s a Death Game, where nobody knows when it’ll be Your Turn To Die!

Ace Attorney (Gyakuten Saiban) 💥"Custody" garbage_dono

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7662775 | M | ✓ (26/26) 100,549 | ⚣ Klavier Gavin/Apollo Justice ⚣ Miles Edgeworth/Phoenix Wright ⚤ Clay Terran/Kay Faraday ⚤ Dick Gumshoe/Maggey Bird ¦ Trucy & Apollo | Apollo has gone a whole lifetime without knowing a thing about his parents. For 25 years, it's never been a problem, until suddenly it is. After reaching out to Ema, he meets private investigator Kay Faraday, who prides herself on being able to find anyone and anything, no matter how well hidden. Without anything more than an old family heirloom and a few names that Apollo is surprised he can still remember after so long, she sets out to answer every one of his questions. It doesn't help that they're multiplying by the minute.

💥"selected conversations from the magisteel discord server" lowbatteryhealth

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27578288 | T | ✓ (1/1) 34,231 | ⚣ Miles Edgeworth/Phoenix Wright ⚢ Maya Fey/Franziska von Karma ¦ Maya & Miles | A comedy of errors, ft. Discord shenanigans, friendship, gay pining and more!! aka. Miles Edgeworth and Maya Fey co-run a Steel Samurai/Evil Magistrate discord server; neither knows who the other is. What happens next will shock you!!

💥"Awkward Business" hechima

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31647902/chapters/78321002 | T | 🛇 (3/5) 32,969 | ⚣ Miles Edgeworth/Phoenix Wright | ❗ a03 warnings not used | "It is always awkward doing business with an alias" - The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle Kay and Lang are working undercover to retrieve a set of stolen weapons plans from a major international gang. They eventually track the plans down to LA and, while trying to steal the plans back, run into Nick, another person working undercover who is after the same plans. Nick claims to be a defense attorney who needs the plans for a client but Kay and Lang aren't entirely sure what to make of him. Kay/Lang and Phoenix all go undercover at the same place and run into each other without knowing who the other is. Hijinks ensue.

💥"The Complete Turnabout" BrownieFox

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30182721/chapters/74365845 | G | ✓ (35/35) 91,236 | ⚣ Miles Edgeworth/Phoenix Wright ¦ Trucy & Phoenix, Franziska & Phoenix, Gumshoe & Phoenix, Klavier & Phoenix, Trucy & Iris, Mia & Maya, Maya & Edgeworth, Edgeworth & Raymond |⚠ major character death ⚠ | A decision is changed, a bullet goes more to the left, a stone creates ripples on the water’s surface, altering everything around it. Phoenix Wright pulls himself out of a lake and into a world where he wears a prosecutor badge. Now, he must figure out a way home and how to keep those he loves safe, even if they don’t love him in this strange inverted world.

Pokémon Black & White / Pokémon Legends Arceus

🧿"Downtime (Emmet of the Diamond)" joyseer24

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38845236/chapters/97137546 | G | 🛇 (4/?) 15,342 | Ingo disappeared one day. Emmet knew this. He also knew his brother was alive. He knew Ingo was taken. Emmet was there to see what took his brother. And Emmet will find Ingo, no matter what, where, or even when he has to go through. Or Emmet makes his way to Hisui, gets adopted into the Diamond Clan, and searches for Ingo.

🧿"There's a way back home" pyritegirl

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39334659/chapters/98437062 | G | 🛇 (19/19) 40,945 | Ingo & Akari, Emmet & Akari, Emmet & Ingo, Elesa & Ingo, Elesa & Emmet, Elesa & Akari | ⚠ graphic depictions of violence ⚠ | Akari and Ingo fall from the sky into the icelands, at the will of Arceus.

🧿"Wrong Track: Ingo Edition" FluffyFranny

https://fluffyfranny.tumblr.com/post/690355766933209089/wrong-track-ingo-edition | G | ✓ (1/1) 4,053 | ♂⚧ Ingo/gender-neutral!Reader| Despite being the mellow fellow that is your partner, he has his moments… and one does more harm than intended-

🧿"Standard Operating Procedures" layren, pointvee

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38522701/chapters/96284098 | T | ✓ (6/6) 60,301 | Emmet & Ingo, Elesa & Emmet & Ingo | Ingo is gone. Emmet tries to hold it all together by playing both parts. Like most things, it doesn't proceed as planned.

🧿"Detours" BrownieFox

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37275400/chapters/93005053 | G | 🛇 (33/?) 117,648 | Akari & Rei, Akari & Ingo, Emmet & Elesa, Emmet & Ingo, Ingo & Rei | Sometimes, good things do happen, and you do get to go home. And sometimes, bad things happen, and you end up far far far from home. Or Ingo and Dawn fall back into the future - and so does Rei.

Five Nights at Freddy’s

☀️"Solar Lunacy" BamSara

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37158622/chapters/92703043 | M | 🛇 (7/?) 79,256 | ⚧ Sun/Reader ⚧ Moon/Reader ⚧ Moon/Sun/Reader ¦ Glamrock Freddy & Reader, Glamrock Chica & Reader, Montgomery Gator & Reader, Roxanne Wolf & Reader | ❗ a03 warnings not used | You weren't a technician, you weren't a security guard, you weren't a daycare assistant. You're just an employee. Staff. The ‘jack-of-all-trades’ employee with mediocre at best skills and specialty in none, tasked with doing miscellaneous jobs that robots couldn't do and human staff couldn't care to. The job is unpredictable, but it pays good and it's relatively easy. Except for the part where all the animatronics are more sentient than you thought, and you're roped into a mystery surrounding the Daycare Attendants, who are bit too curious about you for your liking. You don't think this was in your employee contact.

South Park

☕"Mostly You Just Make Me Mad" WardsbackPoet

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39037140/chapters/97648359 | NO RATING | 🛇 (89/?) 287,958 | ⚣ Craig Tucker/Tweek Tweak | ❗ a03 warnings not used | Craig Tucker had often hoped someone even remotely interesting might one day show up in South Park. When an erratic oddball strolls into his life one day, Craig can’t help but think the eccentric blonde is not at all what he’d had in mind. It seems the Universe is infinite in its capacity to mess with him. Still, there’s something captivating about the little weirdo that makes Craig want to see him suffer.

et fini

#fanfic recs #fanfic #danganronpa #THH #sDR2 #nDRV3 #UDG #Ace attorney #pokemon b&w #pokemon arceus #danganronpa crossover #fnaf #south park #those last two I know nothing about #long post #I mean the LONGEST #geniune thanks to everyone who submitted a fic #happy readin!#if there are any mistakes I apologise but I am but one man

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the-neigh-sayer · 2 years

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I wanted to create a little guide for those who may be having trouble putting/keeping weight on Arthur or John. If your boah is underweight, this will take some time.

First, in the pause menu, go into the Player menu, then your character, which will pull up this:

Under “general” it’ll give you a rough idea of his stats. (Note how it says he’s overweight.) Click on this. It’ll bring up this:

Arrow down to “weight” and it’ll give you his weight stats in the lower left corner. If the stamina percentage is in white & the health in the red, then he is on the lower level of weight. He becomes truly “underweight” and no longer “average” when the (red) health percentage hits 5,25%. Conversely, if the stamina is red & the health white, like with this one, then he is on the bigger side. 5.25% will show as “overweight”. “Perfect” is zero for both stats. 6% is the highest it will go either way.

I typically keep John at a 3% white health. Anything higher and he gets a fat face. 😂Arthur also in chapters two & three, but from chapter four on he doesn’t get a fat face, he just gets T H I C C.

This is my chapter six Arthur. He is overweight at 5.25% white health, as you can see above. He’s a big boah.

For chapter six specifically, ignore the little warnings the game gives about eating. Just feed him, he gains weight.

So, to put weight on these boys, feed them. Stick with foods that affect health specifically, big game meat, and the more expensive saloon foods. The quickest way to me is to go to St Denis, rent a room, eat two servings of roast beef, one of the lobster soup, then sleep for at least 12 hours. Repeat once. There’s no limit on how much you can eat, but it only goes up a step at a time—if he’s at 0%, it’ll only go up to .75. Then 1.5, etc. After sleeping the second time, save and reload. You can only sleep twice in succession.

If you don’t want to spend all that money, then travel around and eat herbs and big game meat. Again, ignore the little messages the game gives about eating too many herbs, hell still gain weight from it. Eat a lot, sleep a lot, save, & reload. After Arthur comes back from Guarma I always go straight to St Denis to get his weight back up. It doesn’t take too long, but it does take a little bit of patience.

You can also raise his weight if you fast travel or ride a train after eating instead of sleeping.

So anyway, I hope that helps someone! ❤️ Any questions, feel free to ask! ☺️

#arthur morgan #john marston #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2

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doginahat · 1 year

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When will you be able to update youre my home? I love your fic so much and each chapter makes me sit on the edge of my seat hehe. No pressure to you though, I am always waiting for your updates <3

first, thank u sm for ur love and patience u are so lovely :,0 <3 second, i will update SOON!!! i was honestly just thinking abt the fic yesterday and how i should continue it. i’m finishing up school right now so i’ll have much more time to write :)

thank u for being so kind !!! <3

#found family #fanfic #you’re (my) home #fanfic writing #sk8 fanfic #matchablossom #writing #miya chinen fic #miya chinen needs a hug #sk8 joe #parental joe sk8 #parental cherry sk8 #cherry sk8 #sk8 matchablossom #matcha blossom #matchablossom found family #they make me cry

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beautifulsnake2162020 · 2 years

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Beautiful Anomaly (Part 7): Morpheus x FReader

Gif from tumblr user "the-darklings" post: https://at.tumblr.com/the-darklings/matthew-calling-wanderer-lady-dream-killed-me/psm2s17nu4so

Morpheus x FemReader (present day, its a little hard to explain)

A couple of disclaimers:

1.) This is all based on the Netflix show and I have 0 background on the graphic novel it is based on (so don't expect it to be faithful);

2.) This is a fan work, the only benefit I derive from this is sharing it with the community.

AN: Hello thank you for your patience. This is going to be shorter than the other chapters but don't worry we'll pick up where we left off in Part 8. Btw I have gleaned that some of you may or may not be comfortable with smut or sex scenes (there's none here don't worry and I don't proclaim to be very good at them), and just so you know, Part 8 onwards I'll do my best to save the love scenes for the very end part so it doesn't break the flow of the story but you can leave without having to read it.

For those of you who are new. I highly recommend reading the previous parts first because I don’t know if you will understand everything without first reading those.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4/ Part 5 / Part 6

Taglist (if you want to be a part of the taglist just comment requesting so) : @winxschester @true-queen-of-mischief @laydreams @memento-mora @daydreamin1220 @kuchokitty @fate-huntress @igotanidea @mikariell95 @seninjakitey

"What do you think will happen once we go to the Threshold?"

"Knowing my sibling, they may probably use any means to turn us against each other."

"But what would be the point?"

"It doesn't matter. They are simply fulfilling their urges. Whatever they do doesn't need to have a point. Only that it has fulfilled my sibling's whims."

You take a breath as the portal to the Threshold opens and taking his hand (only for safety since you haven't went into the Threshold from the Dreaming for as long as you can remember) you two emerge through it. You immediately let go once you've ascertained that you safely made it from the Dreaming into the Threshold.

"Dearest sweet Life. It's been awhile since you've been here. Although why you would choose to be here with Dream is almost beyond my understanding."

"We know what you've been doing my sibling. And I have previously warned you of the possible consequences that should occur."

"Hmm as far as I remember, your threats were only about your affairs, not the affairs of others. So this really shouldn't count."

"Both of you, stop it. It is me who has been the most injured this time Morpheus, let me have my say. And you, Desire will give me answers." You say sternly looking at both of them. You wait for Morpheus to briefly take a step back before turning your attention to Desire. He doesn't leave the area but he does allow you to have the space to lead this confrontation.

"What is your point in your recent machinations against me? Is it because I sent Despair crying at her failure in making me remove my mental barriers? Last I checked we were quite civil during the lifetime I gave the world Melike. Tell me Desire, short of the unreasonable what do you have against me?"

Desire makes a scoff before a sarcastic laugh. And as most of the time you've seen Desire, their smile doesn't reach their eyes.

"We are still civil Life, you may not believe me for I can feel your urge to punch and strangle me right now, but I truly do care for you. As for what you may think are machinations working against you and serving as obstacles as you live your lifetimes, I'm actually doing you a favor."

"Well sorry for being concerned that my life and the world was in danger. You are the only person apart from Despair that could have told Mark Gal Lanes of my abilities as well as the mental bonds I have with all of my children. Do you realize that had I been forced to do what he demands, not only would mine and his life end but also that all life as we currently know it would also end?"

"But it didn't." Desire moves to put themselves closer to you. Not quite personal space invading yet but definitely to force you into being more rigid that you involuntarily cross your arms on front of your chest in your disapproval.

"I knew that your desire to save the world and do your duties was too strong for that to happen. And I also knew you were smart enough that you wouldn't be naïve to simply rescue your child without bringing harm to yourself. As I've guessed you were able to ask help from others, and Mark Gal Lanes didn't really pose a threat to you."

"You're evading my question Desire, what was the point of having him abuse my daughter, and through her suffering not only was I placed in danger since it is no secret that I would help my children but I was also made aware that someone outside the magical community knows of the bonds that I have with my children and the misconception of what my powers can do. Will you please just get to the point? If this is for some sort of revenge over what I have done or if this is for me refusing to simply do what you will beyond reason then just say it already."

Desire laughs, and it makes you uneasy for it is clear that from their non-verbal response that the answer is not one of your guesses.

"The point dearest Life, is that this is all a test for your benefit." You feel yourself raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"And what was it for? That I am still the barometer of balance of the Endless family?"

"Oh you're quite mistaken." They say as they show you a huge smirk.

"It wasn't to test you. It was to test Dream." You feel your eyes widen and his footsteps towards the two of you.

"Have you not considered the threat I gave you last time." Morpheus says, his tone low and almost growling.

"Oh I have considered it, and this is hardly any of your affairs big brother. You volunteered to involve yourself yet you still had the choice not to do so."

"I do not like being played with sibling."

"Morpheus please allow me." You tell him with warning to back off.

"What were you testing him for? And get to the point please." You say in a tone that hopefully left no room for further side comments.

"Life, I know you're a lot smarter than that. But because I do care about you, and while the way that you think gives me immeasurable entertainment, I'll tell you." Desire responds with a grin that makes a part of you uneasy.

"This was to test how Dream here would react and how compatible would he be for you."

"As what?"

"As a romantic partner of course. Isn't that what you've been doing all this time Dream?"

"But why take the initiative to set this up?" You ask before Morpheus could respond.

"I've already said that I do care for you, even though you obviously don't always see it that way. Dream here has not only blamed me for the past failures of his romances, but as you know has a tendency to overreact and even sabotage them completely of his own doing."

"I was doing what I thought was right."

"Which isn't always the case. Just because Nada defied you didn't give you any reason to place her in Hell. Calliope was one of the lucky ones who left you before things got worse between the two of you over what happened to Orpheus." Desire says with unhidden wrath. Even though it wasn't directed to you, you nevertheless felt the sting of his words.

"Don't forget brother that no matter what you do, I know what any being desires, even you and even Life here. And I will be damned if she more than anyone would suffer the consequence of your affections when you yourself are either ignorant of it or simply refuse to see it."

"Do you Desire? Or do you want her for yourself?"

"Oh please Dream, if I wanted her for myself, I would've manipulated her desires a long time ago."

"Since I am your test subject, what was all this to prove?"

"It was to see what you would do, what you would say if something were to happen to Life beyond the ordinary hazards of her duties."

"You were the one who placed me there in the first place!"

"A risk I would rather take than you being heartbroken by this oaf over here who couldn't even directly tell you his own desire for you."

What?

Wait

What?

"Isn't that right Dream? There is no use denying it."

"You've been known to lie."

"All three of us has. And honestly brother, you are the worse among us here in this case. You know of her subconscious thoughts even though you give her the agency to choose what to do with them. You've known for awhile even before you two argued over your silly little contract that caused you two to disconnect. And yet you did nothing to let it be known to her."

You find yourself looking at Morpheus as he glares at Desire.

"Morpheus? Is that true?"

"Oh that's not even the worse part of it. One of the things I despised was that he had the gall to say he does things for the sake of his love for you. Haven't you noticed dear life that most frequently he would only engage in romances only after some arbitrary hidden confirmation that you've somehow stopped loving him and have moved on to one earthly lover to the next? I may know the full extent of your polyamorous heart apart from you, but to him and his fixed ways he would rather be the mournful regretting lover over something that was never his to possess. You can ask him for the details later when the two of you are alone, but that Hob Gabling contract? He did that to understand humanity yes; but most of all it was all made in an effort to woo you with sudden new insights on humanity. And we all know how that turned out."

Maybe it was just because you were still asleep and dreams are hardly the time to have so many information simply dumped on your human brain. But you feel dizzy from what Desire has just revealed to you. You could even sense that right now they aren't even lying.

"Again Desire, what was the point of all of this? Was Despair making a visit to me just this the entire time?"

"The point in everything so far, has been to expose Dream's flaws as a lover. You more than anyone already know of his flaws as a being. But a lot of times you are blind to his flaws as a partner. Recently he has been starting to make attempts to actually woo you and I had to act. I know how both of you are when you two experience heartbreak. The Endless may be unable to recover if you were to experience the ultimate heartbreak from Dream of all beings."

"I would never do that to her."

"You say that now, but your history says otherwise. Life is one of us Dream, she is above a mere mortal that you could condemn to the deepest parts of Hell or a Goddess you could simply leave. She is the reason why we even exist and why mortals think of us. If after this you still decide to pursue her and if she will still have you, I will be closely watching your ways. Because if you two should break each other's hearts, the possible consequences will be felt by all of us more than just a vortex."

"So is this it then? You would rather there is discord in our relationship just as the two of us resent each other? Just so she would become closer to you and -"

"Let me stop you right there Dream." Desire says in a dangerous tone that wouldn't allow room for any argument or interference.

"It is not up to me what happens next. And I'm tired of you blaming everything you do simply on me. I may have played a part - I am the embodiment of desire after all. But what you do with those feelings is on you, brother. Whatever your relationship with Life is, it cannot go on any further. This mutual longing ends after this conversation, Death is not the only one tired of this. And I am putting most of the blame on you."

Morpheus lets out a sarcastic chuckle matching his expression.

"Why?"

"You knew of her feelings. She didn't know about yours. She didn't tell you of her feelings out of insecurity. You didn't tell her that you knew of it or that it was returned out of some sick sense of focusing simply on duties. A pathetic excuse that lead to a torture almost worse than death. Not knowing if what you feel would be returned or would change anything. All this coming from the being who began having feelings for Life the moment he discovered that she had survived the latest mass extinction."

"And what is my fault then?" You quickly ask sensing that Morpheus may do something that he may regret later on.

"Simple, you've survived wars, assassinations, affairs, espionage missions, sabotages, and many kinds of betrayals. And yet despite that courage, you didn't have enough to risk it all and simply tell him your feelings. Had you done so then maybe many things could have been different. I'm not saying you've never loved anyone else. But for some reason Dream is the exception to that."

You forget how you awakened from that conversation. If there was one beneficial thing that came out of it it was that it didn't allow you to forget your dream once you've awakened. You and Morpheus agreed to discuss what you've learnt in the waking world on the weekend when you were free. You both needed sometime to process and discussing it while the revelations made by Desire may only lead to more discord than actual communication.

Thankfully, for that weekend you had your apartment to yourself for whatever might happen. You take a breath before using your powers in your immortal aspect to take his sigil out of what you now call your sub-space after watching many sailor moon episodes and reading a lot of sailor moon manga.

"Morpheus, Dream of the Endless, I stand in my living space as I hold your sigil. If you are free I'm ready to talk of what we've both learned from Desire."

"Wait for me, I'm coming through. Just keep holding my sigil." You hear his voice from the sigil and before you know it you hear his movements from behind you. You turn towards him and on his hand you see a familiar glowing rose (the glow coming from inside the stem and is spread all over after exiting the rose's stamen and pistil) with two branches. One branch had no thorns while the other had plenty of them, both of them at the same height and their leaves positioned diametrically opposed to each other.

"You were going to call me?"

"We did agree to meet on this day, I didn't know who would call who."

You two take a seat once again across each other. Both of you were tense, possibly nervousness of what is to come and how this may force both of you to change your relationship. A part of you wished that it would have remained the way it was before Desire had interfered. But you also knew that Desire was right in saying that it was a test that was needed and that this longing which you've only learned was actually mutual, needed to stop. The consequences for longing too much for two beings such as yourself and Morpheus could be more disasterous if nothing was done about it.

You're the one who begins.

"How long have you known?" He straightens his back and moves himself forward towards you.

"When you first arrived in what would now be called Malaysia, during the early days of humanity."

"Just after you've condemned Nada to Hell?"

"Yes, but back when I came to that knowledge I wasn't in the appropriate mindset to study it further. And when I began to really notice that it never went away, you had already moved on with one or two lovers. Who was I to distrupt your life like that. And so I too moved on."

"But from what I understand there were times when neither of us had lovers or commitments. Why didn't you tell me then?"

"I could ask the same of you. For all this time I had thought your feelings for me was something you thought shameful and wished you didn't have. Whenever you fell in love, you almost always didn't mind sharing your feelings to their recipient. But whenever I felt you speak of your romantic feelings towards me, it was almost always in a hushed conspiratorial way. Almost as if you had a shameful secret that you wish you could be free of. At first I thought it was because I was not mortal, but then neither were some of your lovers. You've fathered children with Goddesses, had three daughters with the Grim reaper, a subordinate of my sister, among others. With all that considered, I had thought that you thought negatively of how you feel for me for you have done nothing acting on those feelings."

You take a deep breath, taking a moment to collect your thoughts before you finally let out your own confession.

"I don't remember when it became something more. Looking back now you were probably right in not doing anything at first."

"Why?"

"Like with many of my romances, it started with infatuation and so I thought nothing of it. I didn't think it was worth telling you since you've probably encountered your fair share of being infatuated upon, I didn't see how this is supposed to be different from all the others. Infatuation could simply fade away once the façade of perfection or unhealthy obsession has been broken."

"So you did nothing hoping that it would fade away?"

"Yes, plenty of times a crush is just a crush nothing more nothing less. I always thought it was similar to what Petrarch or Dante Alighieri had to their muses that they barely knew anything about. The people and beings around me had often thought that it was simply devotion to you or whichever being they thought I was committed to. It's what happened to majority of the people I find myself attracted to. Over time it's simply an acknowledgement of what attracted me to them, then reflecting what I wanted in a relationship. It didn't occur to me that these feelings would only deepen and would simply be somewhere in the background. Not always interfering with how I lived but nevertheless there."

"But what we had was different from Petrarch or Dante. Aside from Death and Lucienne, I always considered the two of us to be close. When you had an issue with me, you have always managed to make me receptive to such criticism without me feeling threatened."

"Which is why I thought it would simply fade away. I am more than aware of some of your flaws, what you seek to do, and the burdens you have. When I realized that it had become deeper than what I had first thought, I still hesitated to tell you because of how focused you were on your duties as the King of Dreams and the prince of stories. I never forgot how you played a big part in saving me before the previous Universe was destroyed."

"That left me more cautious of vortices and how to deal with them. It was my mistake that almost forcibly killed you. And if the Universe couldn't be saved, then the least I could do was to keep your essence in the Dreaming before this Universe had the right balance of allowing you to live and thrive once again."

"Even when I didn't have consciousness back then? When I was back to my prokaryote and simplified eukaryote forms of bacteria?"

"My birth was triggered from your subconscious thoughts... the very first set of subconscious thoughts in existence. The very first of many. Deep down I have always known that even if you would have forms that didn't have consciousness, somehow in some way you would somehow develop a form that regained it." In your periphery you could see that the sun has now reached its peak and it was time to close the windows. Being in a tropical country, one of the biggest environmental threats was getting sunburnt. You were too lazy to put on sunblock and any more heat would make your cotton long sleeves and loose lounge pants more burdensome than lazy relief.

"Anyway, going back to why I didn't do anything about them. I knew better than to further burden you with something that wasn't yours to deal with in the first place. It was my feelings towards you the recipient. Therefore it is only I who should shoulder the burden of having to deal with them. I thought I was doing you a favor since nothing has really changed except perhaps for my perspective. You were closed off because within you, you contain all thoughts and all emotions of all beings. I understood why you did it because I did the same thing with my own memories. And so I did nothing but feel and silently deal with them hoping that doing so wouldn't cause you more pain and burdens than what you were already dealing with."

"Your feelings would not have caused me more pain."

"Can you really say that? It's easy to say that now with the benefit of hindsight. But in the moment I highly doubt you would have felt that."

"And do you have any idea about my own agony? The anxiety of similar sentiments ignored and possibly considered irrelevant?"

"Is that what you've felt? Was what Desire said true that you've started feeling that way towards me ever since the last mass extinction in this earth?" It was his turn to pause. He looks down before meeting your eyes again.

"Yes, it was when I discovered you have managed to survive it despite it almost entirely killing all life on earth that I realized that I wanted you as my partner." Your eyes widen at this revelation.

"Bu-but I didn't have a human form back then." At this he leant closer towards you from across yourself, his form telling you that it was his turn to confess.

"It was your spirit, your mind, your persistence in managing not only to survive but thrive despite almost entirely dying completely...it was my appreciation of those things about you, and even your own paradoxical nature of needing an environment to be well-balanced for you to even exist that made me realize that I want you."

"Is that why Death began inquiring about my consciousness and spirit way back then?"

"Possibly, there were many times when I was tempted to save you again from the mass extinctions that came before. But Death did not allow me to do so. She always told me that I should have more faith in your abilities. Initially I admit I was skeptical because among all the celestial bodies in this galaxy, it was only earth that allowed for the conditions for you to actually live. And with everything needing to be in balance, I saw it as fragile and awaited the days when you would once again regain your consciousness. The moment you did...the moment you were able to dream again, even though you were not always aware of it...it was then that I did everything that I could to ensure that you would thrive. Only to find myself surprised again and again of how you would survive and thrive without my help after every mass extinction. I found myself fearing for you as each one happened. When you emerged from the last one, I could not resist denying my feelings toward you any longer."

"Then why didn't you do anything?"

"My feelings were not reciprocated. In the span of your existence on earth, my discovery that there may be a chance that you may have also felt what I have been feeling towards you was only recent. Like you I have also fallen for others. But unlike you they somehow almost always end in some sort of disaster."

"I've had disasterous relationships too."

"You have the benefit of being released from them because of the human lifespan. I do not have such privilege."

"I thought those were just a consequence of not falling in love with a mortal. Which is why I was surprised to learn that you and Calliope separated and ended your marriage."

"As you can see this also affects my lovers who are immortal." You take this chance to stand up, stretch and head to the kitchen to prepare for lunch. Your stomach begins growling and unlike Morpheus you still needed to eat. You hear him from behind following you.

"Then was Desire right in also saying that there are plenty of things you've been doing to try to woo me or understand me? Such as the infamous Hob Gabling contract?" There was a pause as you begin taking out ingredients from you refrigerator.

"Yes, I will admit now that it was a mistake. You were right in saying that if I wanted to understand humanity...that if I wanted to understand what you see in it, I should first consult you before anyone else."

"That was your attempt to woo me?"

"No, Desire was referring to my recent involvement with you." You feel your heart skip a beat. Suddenly Emira's observations didn't seem so outlandish after all. It turns out you weren't going crazy or reading too much into his actions as simply wanting to restore the friendship you two have lost after your argument over the Hob Gabling contract.

"You were courting my children so that they would put in a good word for you?" You turn to look at his gaze with an eyebrow raised.

"Only initially."

"And you expect me to believe that?"

"Believe what you want to believe, but even you must sense that I do genuinely care for them."

"So let's say I choose not to have you as my partner, can you say that you would still help them if they call on you?" He nods.

"They wouldn't even need to call me just for me to help them." You let out a breath that you didn't know you were holding.

"Well at least that is settled."

"Life." He moves closer to you. Your bodies nearly touching with only enough space that allowed either of you to still move away.

"Please...I apologize for my past mistakes, for not telling you that I have known about your feelings, for all of it. Caring for Emira, Jared, and Ana all came from how I care for you. I still want you to guide me to become better. I still want to be the few whom you can go to and say almost anything without judgment."

"Morpheus." You take a breath and briefly close your eyes. Even now you can't find it in yourself to stay angry at him for long. Desire was right in saying you also played a part to where you both were currently.

"You say almost?"

"I know better than to usurp Death's position as your first confidant." That made you smile just a little bit.

"I'm sorry for not being open about my feelings. But I'm not sorry for what has already happened. What's done is done, and it seems we have forced Desire's ire."

"That is something that I possess long before."

"My point is that perhaps Desire is right in saying that prolonged longing will only result into greater torment. In my defense I didn't know and I wasn't sure if my feelings would have and were ever returned."

"...And now that our feelings are out in the open...how do you want to proceed?"

"Morpheus." You take a bottle of chocolate flavored soymilk from the fridge. It will do for now to sate your hunger. You'll need to wait to continue your lunch cooking after this conversation is finished. You were not going to involve semi-concentration around tools that could possibly slice your fingers. After opening the bottle with the bottle opener, you take a sit at the dining table and gesture for Morpheus to do the same. He once again sits across you.

"I need time to consider what to do. I'm not even sure if I'm even emotionally or mentally available for a romantic relationship right now. And there are plenty of things that needs to be discussed before that even happens." He now bears a fallen expression at your response, but from what his body is telling you, he also understands where you are coming from despite what he wants to happen.

"Please Morpheus, can we go back to what we were before Desire interfered? While I'm reflecting on how to proceed."

"Of course. And let me assure you that no matter what you decide, I will care for you. I know my previous actions suggest otherwise but that is the truth."

And that ended the first part of your conversation. You spend the week contemplating if it was even worth it after all this time.

"All I've ever known was to love from afar that it almost feels like a hidden trap and something is bound to go wrong." You say as you have a video chat with Tala, Lucy, and Nadia on Friday evening. Tala and Nadia had also reported that they should be finished with the counter spell that would remove the coma from Ana's parents by Sunday and hopefully by that evening, the magical community's cover enforcements - similar to the specialists from Vampire Academy - would arrive that evening and would begin to do their work to set up and make paper trails on why her parents were in a coma and whatever story they've decided on to explain Ana's PTSD to the non-magical public.

"Have you already gone through the practical things in your head?" Lucy asks as she begins the first of many steps of her nightly korean skincare routine.

"Yes, many times. And yet a part of me wants to at least try despite it all."

"Then what's stopping you? If despite the practical issues your heart still desires it then go for it."

"Thanks Tala, but it almost seems too good to be true. How will I know that he doesn't one day get tired of me. Or that one day we both feel like it's better to stop and part ways?"

"Then that day simply comes." Nadia responds as she sips her homemade multicolored cocktail from a large transparent mason jar.

"You're insecure about what could or could not happen. You didn't bring this up asking for advice on your possible relationship with Morpheus, but rather of your own insecurities."

"Yeah Dr. Nadia has a point. You've been in several relationships before, but you're scared of what might happen because both of you are essentially immortal and the consequences may spell disaster for not just both of you but for the whole universe." Lucy says before briefly leaving to wash her face from the cold cream makeup remover.

"Which while reasonable also seems to sound like an excuse of even starting a relationship in the first place. Not to force you it's still your life and your decision but it would really suck if after all this initially unrequited longing you would turn down the chance to make it a reality."

"I think what the three of us is saying, you won't know until you actually try. Give him all the preliminaries, set the boundaries for your safety and for the rest of the universe, and other things that need to be discussed, then give it a try. If it fades back into friendship then it'll go back into friendship. If it becomes something more serious then we'll all anticipate your wedding. But you can't know that unless you take the risk." Nadia says as she takes a bigger gulp of her cocktail.

"Besides you've had relationships with deities and other immortal and anthropomorphic figures before. If you're really concerned about him getting tired of you eventually just give him the condition that your relationship slash marriage is only valid for this lifetime. If he wants to continue being your partner then he needs to romance you and marry you again in your next one. That way if either of you has moved on by then, no extra baggage or having to wait around."

"In my off the record semi-professional opinion I recommend you make that as one of your non-negotiables since inherent in your functions is the unpredictability of your environment in each lifetime."

You find yourself smiling and some of the weight lifted from your shoulders.

"Thank you girls."

"Oh and in my very medical opinion." Lucy says as she returns and dabs her face with a small cotton towel.

"From a practicality standpoint you may want to discuss how reproduction could work."

"LUCY!"

"No, actually she has a point."

"Aren't you asexual Nadia?"

"Tala I could still clinically view sexual stuff. As long as I don't have to see or to be involved in it I'm generally okay with it."

"Going back to my medical recommendation. I don't know if him being the King of Dreams would mean if you two could conceive in the dreaming or if he has control of that within his realm. I don't even know if you could conceive only there, here, or whatever. My point is to keep a condom nearby at all times."

"Can't you just recommend me one of your fellow Gynecologists that could give me an IUD?"

"And how are you going to pay for that without your parents knowing? And you can't use your periods as an excuse to them because your periods are now on a regular schedule."

"Damn, good point."

After sleeping on it you decide to call Morpheus the following day. Exactly one week from your last conversation.

"I've decided I want to try." You could see the delight slowly and subtly creep into his face.

"But there are several things that we need to discuss first before you officially begin courting me. You may want to sit down this could take awhile. Would you mind if I ate breakfast while we discuss?"

"Not at all, go on." You serve yourself your first batch of scrambled eggs while you wait for your baguette to be toasted in your mini oven and for your butter to slowly transition from fridge temperature to room temperature and make it easier to place on the baguette. You intentionally called him at this time since you've anticipated that this would be a very long discussion and it may as well take place while you ate breakfast food, your favorite types of food such as waffles, pancakes, scrambled eggs, and the like.

"First no matter what happens I would like for the two of us to still be friends no matter what. I don't know if or how long the romance between us will last but no matter what happens I want to hopefully still call upon you as dear friend."

"You and I have the same wishes then."

"I feel like I need to point this out since sometimes you can get lost in thought or forget things every now and then." You take a moment to pour orange juice from the carafe into your glass.

"Second, if we do have a romantic relationship, however long it lasts it is only valid for this lifetime of mine." He gives you a pointed look.

"Are you serious?"

"I am, I don't know if and when we'll be tired of each other for the rest of existence. And as Desire has pointed out the consequences of a very aggravating breakup between the two of us could have massive consequences for everyone else. This is a safety measure."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Morpheus this is simply giving you the option to exit without any baggage, and for it to be as amicable and painless as possible. We can try being partners in this lifetime and if you still want to continue being partners then romance and marry me again in the next. If you don't, then you become a free again to pursuit whomever you want with no strings attached to me." He takes a breath before you see that he concedes.

"If it makes you feel any better, this is the condition I've always told my past immortal lovers before I allowed them to have a relationship with me. It keeps things from getting messy from one lifetime to the next."

"Is that why the Grim Reaper no longer visits you."

"Possibly, it's also possible that our three daughters are still in the after life and they resemble my form back then too much that he can't help but think of them. Which leads me to my next point about my polyamorous nature."

"I am listening."

"I feel like I need to thoroughly discuss this with you since from what I know of your romantic history you've been exclusively monogamous. And yes this includes your affair with Titania, from what I have heard she was the reason you made that deal with Shakespeare."

"It wasn't the only reason."

"My point is that based on what I know of, you're not one for sharing partners with others."

"I've been cheated on by -"

"And that's not what I mean by polyamory. If there's no consent from all parties involved then that's simply cheating." The mini-oven's bell rings signaling that your baguette is now toasted. A well needed pause from correcting his misconceptions on what polyamorous relationships actually are.

"Also before you bring it up, I highly doubt what the romantics practiced was truly polyamory but more of simply sleeping with whomever they wanted. I have a feeling that there was little to no consent from the cheated party of the free love system they had."

"I see."

"I can't change the fact that there may be some people or beings that I will feel attracted to in the waking world. And I also couldn't control whomever you feel attracted to, so I wouldn't. I cannot predict the future but I do want to establish that if anything should become serious and we are still together, then before it goes further we need each other's consent."

"And if I don't give my consent what happens then?"

"Then depending on the situation I either stop pursuing the other party or breakup with you first before pursuing the other party. Same thing if the situation is reversed."

"I see." He pauses.

"Why do we need to discuss this?"

"Aside from the fact that I am polyamorous by nature, it's also somewhat practical. You don't have a consistent presence in the waking world and a legal marriage requires legal personality to engage in. As powerful as you are I'm not sure your powers could suddenly make you possess legal documents suddenly out of nowhere. At least that's what I know of."

"I may think of a few ways." You give him a pointed look before continuing on.

"Speaking of my nature, do you still want me as your guide?"

"Yes, my position hasn't changed on that one."

"Just checking. You seem overwhelmed from all of the things I have demanded on so far."

"It is surprising, yes. But having heard why you needed them...well I may not thoroughly understand them yet but I could catch a glimpse of why you have them as conditions."

Much of the discussion after that was on practical matters that was just a blur on your mind. Things that plenty of times you had to endure but none of the other Endless have to think about since they've typically observed from afar or at the very least from their respective domains.

Then it was his turn to discuss things that he wanted.

"I hope this won't scare you away."

"What is it?"

"I am courting you with the hope that one day you would be my spouse."

"And your consort?"

"Only if you are comfortable with it yes, our domains influence the other's to a higher degree. But that is not what matters to me. I want to marry you, but I will not force you if the idea of marriage is unsuited for your liking."

"Well marriages have changed now from the past centuries. I wouldn't mind being married to you. But the question is can we get there?" He looks at you with tenderness in his face.

"I hope so."

You then agreed to have your first official date next Saturday.

"In dreams or in the waking world?"

"In dreams, for practical reasons." You tell Emira over the phone as you heat up a batch of pre-made garlic bread.

"And you allowed that?"

"I'm giving him his home court advantage of doing his best to woo me. I already told him it should be something intimate but not chokingly so. Just enough to make my introverted self comfortable enough to not care about anything else but him."

"Isn't that what you already do?"

"Not really actually. I barely remember any of my non-intentional dreams."

"Non-intentional?"

"I mean when I didn't deliberately went to the Dreaming to do something else like going into it to confront Desire with Morpheus."

"Oh I see. You two have known each other for awhile so I have a feeling that it's going to be at least decent."

"I'm hoping it doesn't become awkward either."

"If it ever does, there's always the next one to improve on. At least you're both on the same page about wanting to have a long term. That was always the struggle on my first dates and they would always say 'Oh let's just keep it casual and see where this takes us.'"

"Tell me Emira, do you think I was too demanding of him discussing my conditions before actually starting?"

"Not really. I wish I had the benefit of doing that first with my boyfriend but I think you were just establishing your boundaries. You know him better than I, but no considering what you've told me and how dramatic he can sometimes be, you did good mom."

"Thank you dear. Any advice you'd like to give me before I go into the dreaming tonight?"

"I don't know. I've never dated anyone who was my friend first before the first date."

"Weren't you classmates with your current boyfriend first?"

"Yeah but he was just that, a classmate. An acquaintance at most before he asked me out. So maybe um when in doubt just treat it as hanging out with a friend? Since the two of you want to be friends no matter what. Sorry that's the best I could do since all my other advice is about dating in the waking world and not in the dreaming."

"Hahaha don't worry Em, still that's good to keep in mind."

"Oh by the way mom, what do you think of the King Raven plushie for Ana?" She sends through the messenger chat a screenshot of the squishables King Raven plush. Since Ana has officially returned to her still coma recovering parents who are still being taken cared of by the cover enforcement, she's been chatting with everyone of you. Or rather she's talking with everyone she didn't have a mental bond with. And since she can't rely on messenger alone, you all decide to send her a care package containing various items that acts as your "sigils" in case she has no internet and she needs someone to talk to. These things have to also be regular items so it cannot compromise the magical community.

"Is there a smaller version of that? Something cheaper? As cute as it is I don't want you spending too much money."

"Yup, there's a mini version that's about 10 inches."

"That's the smaller one?"

"It's the cheaper one."

"Well okay, if you're sure you want that as a sigil item for your sister."

"I'm sure, is the Plague nurse your sigil item?"

"No, I picked that simply because it's cute. My sigil item is this." You take a moment to picture the jade pendant hanging around your neck.

"A Hello Kitty shaped jade pendant?"

"She loves Hello Kitty and this just so happened to be available when I was online window shopping."

"Is that even real jade?"

"Probably not, I picked it because of the Hello Kitty form and she could wear it always. That way she'll somehow have some form of my protection."

"Okay, good point."

You check the time and it was about 1:47 pm.

"Do you think it's too late to change plans a bit?"

"Please tell me you're not planning on cancelling your date. How can you backout of a dream?"

"No don't worry I'm not planning on backing out. I just feel like things might be a little less awkward if maybe it started with a dinner in the waking world."

"OOH You're planning on taking him out?"

"Not really. Just maybe a dinner here before we move into the bedroom-Not like that."

"Not like what?" You could hear the grin in her voice.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, it's for going into the dreaming not for sex."

"I mean, let's not rule it out."

"Emira."

"Kidding, just kidding. Would you like me to come over and help?"

"That depends are you finished with your case digests?"

"...Okay tell me how it went. Bye mom."

And with that you make your preparations.

Author's Note: I've decided to end it here because it felt right and Part 8 officially begins the start of their courtship.

1.) This is my Hello Kitty pendant that is referenced (the pendant is actually very small so I just tend to hide it under my clothes):

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2.) This is the (mini) Plague Nurse plushie - and yes I only got her because she's cute.

3.) This is Mini King Raven squishable plushie - I don't actually have this one (I'm saving to get the Plague doctor and the grim reaper) but this plushie reminds me so much of Matthew, you'll see why Emira chose this to be her "sigil" (or for the Supergiant Hades fans out there, the "Keepsake"/"Companion") in the next parts.

4.) Just to clarify, all of Life's children with immortal partners are demigods or demigodlike (the point is they can still die) since Life is the mortal half and is what makes them a part of life and death. Currently they are all in their respective afterlives.

5.) I asked my friend whose a fan of the Sandman graphic novels about why Desire and Dream are so hostile and she explained it to me and also gave me some insight into why Desire is the way they are. Since Part 1 already establishes that while Life doesn't entirely trust Desire, she's at the very least civil with them and a little bit more empathetic to them than Dream is. Since Desire is shown in canon to be an antagonist already I've decided to have Desire genuinely care about Life and to have them be the one to force them to confront their mutual longing for each other.

6.) I've also looked into a little bit of Dream's romantic history based from general tumblr posts and how at least according to graphic novel Marvin, Dream has a tendency to want to be the brooding figure and has a way of self-sabotaging relationships. With this in mind, I hope its understandable why Desire did what they had to do. It was one thing for it to happen to mortal women, goddesses and other worldly beings to suffer the consequences of Dream's overreactions, but it's another if Dream will subject Life to the only way he knows how to respond to anything he doesn't like about being in a relationship.

Once again thank you so much for reading :)

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