#ddlc writing

[mihii-i]

HEELELO i found a fellow ddlc fan AND they write femreader YES >:D personally i fricking love monika and yuri and i got a bunch of ideas i wanna write but im burnt out to a crisp currently sooo

headcanons of what makes monika warm and flustered since she doesn't really get shy that easily

yuri x really bubbly and loud reader headcanons

you don't have to do both or any but i really like your ddlc stuff <33

i hope you have a good day/night!!!

what gets monika flustered hcs.

Pairings: monika x fem!reader

CW: sfw, female reader, hint of natsuri mentioned, none really, wuhluhwuh I can’t do this girls kissing warning anymore let’s go gambling gambling is that all u ever say I hate gamblinggggg, I hate homophobessssss, can I get more ddlc with female reader im so tired of seeing male reader male reader aaaa, screaming in lowercase because my cw are always in lowercase aaaaaa ofc not proofread these are fvcking headcanons, sorry lemme phrase that nicer, not proofread.

A/N: omg feel free to ask the yuri one in a seperate ask because I can’t do two different requests in one- BUT YES I DO FEM READER FOR DDLC we are in such a shortage of ddlc x female reader content when salvato himself literally ships the club members together and we know full well that most of the ddlc fandom rn is just depressed gay women (ngl some of the weird ddlc modders from 2018 made me wanna puke so it’s refreshing to be present with fem reader content now 🕯️

Oh my GOD like you said already, it’s rare to see Monika get flustered by pretty much anything, so either you’d have to try extra hard, or just find those little weak spots that make her happy.

Since she’s more accustomed to popularity and attention for a few brief moments, Monika would genuinely appreciate if you checked up on her often. Even if it’s just for small things. Like asking if she ate or if she needs any help with managing the club.

She doesn’t get all stutter-y per se, more like you can see her smile to herself and her cheeks dusted over with a light pink as she drags her heart pen across a blank page, cheek resting on her palm with that dreamy look burning in her emerald eyes.

Handholding is also another huge thing!!! (Yes ik handholding before marriage how scandalous)

Holding her hand in the hallway is one thing, but when you two are alone? That’s a whole new level of intimacy for her to be fair.

Monika seems to be the type of woman who prefers intimate moments to be sort of a display of affection and how close you two are, meaning that they can just be random little things that make her happy, rather than the usual extra cliché actions that are typically displayed to be intimate.

If you’re sitting next to her after school while she’s writing poetry in an empty classroom, leaning your head against her shoulder as you lace your fingers with her own, she will DEFINITELY be thinking of that moment for the whole day.

Another silly thing that isn’t ’traditionally romantic’ that gets her flustered has to be complimenting her poetry!

She also adores when you show interest in it, and even go as far as analyzing the metaphorical language and symbolism of her style, basking in the moment of you showing interest in something crafted by her own hand.

Especially cause it feels like you’re looking into her soul (which is what she puts into her poetic works), and trying to dig deeper to actively find out more about her, rather than being content with knowing just the surface level of who you would want her to be. And in her eyes, that’s practically the definition of love, and goes to show how much you truly love her.

LET ME TELL YOU do little things like buying her a drink from the vending machine or write a little heart on a poem you write for her and she’ll be so giddy inside it’s cute.

I also feel like she’d like it when you abruptly hug her from behind, since the feeling of your arms, whether they’re skinnier or thicker than hers would bring her comfort knowing you’re just squeezing her.

If I’m being so real right now, I feel like she gets flustered by almost everything you two do in private, since she has to keep up that popular ‘perfect’ girl front in the hallways.

OOH ONE I FORGOT TO MENTION Monika would make an exception to getting openly red in the face whenever you gush about her to the other club members, especially when she doesn’t know and they tell her about it!

It would go something like most likely Natsuki walking up to Monika—probably because you lost a bet to her for god knows what competitive bullshit you two were doing, and straight up tells her something along the lines of:

“Hey Monika, you know (Name) kept yapping about how you have the prettiest smile she’s seen? Also, I think you’ve got a huge fan of your poems now since she can’t shut up about them.”

To which Monika would try to quickly compose herself from her initially flushed state and spew out an uncharacteristically quick sentence like:

“Ah..tell her she’s more gorgeous than I could’ve imagined then!”

And this little pink gremlin would run back to tell you before going back to wherever she was next to Yuri.

yes I added a sprinkle of natsuri don’t complain about and just pretend it’s in a friendly way if you don’t ship it ig

Overall, I feel like Monika would just get flustered by any affection of yours done in a private setting that really conveys the depth of your love for her. <3

A/N: IM SO SORRY FOR LETTING TJIS MARINATE IN MY REQUESTS FOR TOO LONF OMG but honestly this was so cute and fun to write

But this may not be what exactly u asked for so I apologize 💔

nevertheless I hope you still enjoy the food yayyy <33

[spilledstars1234]

Natsuki haters when they realize that she simply got deleted because she has good character and it was actually hard for Monika to corrupt her as she was so strong because of her home life that Monika couldn't get to her. And how she is the only one who was smart enough to see the truth of what was going on— she’s, I suppose, partially aware in that way. She saw through Monika’s manipulation and resisted it. Yuri only really knows when Monika's making her act erratically, but Natsuki wasn't able to be twisted. She was strong and she tried to warn us, even if that didn’t work in her favor.

And then there’s people who say, “She’s just a ditzy stupid tsundere!!😜😝🤪” …Natsuki fought back by trying to alert the player (or us) about Monika’s control, but her efforts didn’t save her, and she got deleted regardless. She’s not just a stupid tsundere, but I forget that half of the fandom lack even a simple understanding of the characters (and twist/mischaracterise most of them, especially Natsuki) and decided to downgrade her as just a “tsundere” trope, or “just a character with anger issues”, or shallow, downgrading her based on surface impressions or stereotypes, when she’s so much more than that.

[just-qonika]

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can you do monika x reader with autism headcannons

monika x reader with autism headcanons

A/N: this is just my experience with functioning autism so it might not be entirely accurate to everyone !!!

monika is generally a very patient person and understands social cues very well, and will always sense when a person in the room is uncomfortable, something that is surprising given how popular she is

she loves to listen to people chat about things they like and believes it's one of the best ways to bond with someone. if you have a special interest or hyperfixation, she'll sit with you for hours listening to anything you have to say about it!!

monika is outgoing and is good at talking to people, and typically does it even when she doesn't like to. so she'll naturally speak up for you and help you order things if you struggle with socializing

she's great at calming people and will stay with you during a meltdown, and won't take any offense if you want her to give you space

if you share a house or a space, she's incredibly attentive to how things might make you feel. usually keeps the lights on low and always leaves your favorite utensil/dish clean for you to use

she teaches you coping mechanisms to be able to ground yourself when overwhelmed, but honestly she struggles to apply them to herself sometimes !!!

you'd honestly expect someone so sociable and popular to be a bit more clueless when it comes to disorders & mental health, but monika actually finds a lot of interest in researching it online

so she devotes even more time to studying autism and similar disorders, along with how to cope with certain aspects

& she's always excited to tell you about the new things she's learned, hoping you'll apply them to your life (and gets super happy if she notices you are)

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

oops, all silver

You've heard of Just Malleus, now prepare yourselves for Just Silver--

(Context: TWST EN is running an in-game campaign to coincide with Anime Expo 2024!!

Silver is prominently featured, perhaps because AX is going to have Silver’s VA there to do a little Twisted Wonderland talk show. Unfortunately, this will not be live streamed so we’ll have to hear how it goes from attendees!)

[heartbeatbookclub]

monika is very rarely able to tell when someone's seriously flirting with her/into her. as a consequence she has no notion of what anyone would even find attractive about her and has no idea how to go about asking someone out. all of this culminates in her getting way too anxious to ever pursue anyone seriously despite being incredibly lonely and really feeling like she wants someone to call her own.

she's also a complete hopeless romantic which makes the rest of this worse. when she falls for someone she falls hard but is just a complete idiot about romance.

she's the type to sit awake at 3 am desperately wanting someone to wrap her arms around while listening to slow love songs

[oracularvernacular]

the kitten and the corbillat

𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘶𝘴 (𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦) / 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘬𝘢 (𝘥𝘰𝘬𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘬𝘪 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣)

•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

The girl sighed listlessly, crossing her legs nonchalantly as her hands were handcuffed and her waist tied to the back of the chair. “Honestly, I do not see the point of all… this. You’re the head of a crime syndicate, and I’m a twenty-four year old law student, what in fuck’s name would I do, scream ‘objection!’ until the damn doors opened? Please.” 

Sylus only arched a brow. “For someone who seemed so anxious, you’re taking this situation shockingly well.”

“Oh, believe me, I am the most anxious person I know. However, most of my anxiety comes from wanting to please others,” She pointed out. “You just kidnapped me. I don’t think anything could possibly trigger my need to please you.” 

“The fact that it can be triggered implies that you have a need to please me in the first place.”

“When I first saw you, maybe I did, but there’s something about being magically knocked unconscious and taken prisoner by someone that sort of puts a damper on our bond,” Monika deadpanned. 

“Mm. You’ve got a sharp tongue, kitten.”

“Not sharp enough to slit your throat, unfortunately.”

“You want your tongue on my skin that badly?”

“Are you legitimately flirting with me? While you are holding me captive against my will? I admit I have a kink or two but I assure you this isn’t one of them.” 

“Ah. A shame, I really thought I was onto something there.”

“Wow, that’s great! Good for you! But you weren’t. Now, whatever it is you have me tied to a chair for, do it and do it fast.” 

Sylus chuckled. “To the point it is, then. Miss Monika, you somehow managed to trespass into the N-109 zone. Why, and how.”

“It’s not my fault your passcodes were easy to hack.”

“It is your fault you even tried to hack them… and also, Onichynus software is the finest in Linkon.”

“Fine pile of garbage is what it is. I barely had to move my finger to break through that firewall. If you’re going to be the head of a criminal organization, at least make an effort to be good at it.”

Something ticked in his jaw. “Watch it, kitten.”

“I’ve been watching plenty, corbillat. And so has ‘Mephisto’. Don’t think I didn’t notice. Why do you think I always looked good on camera? 

“Because you have an attractive face?”

“There’s something called contour.”

“Which we wiped when you got here. A check to see if you disguised yourself.”

“Well, evidently I didn’t.”

He sighed. “Look, kitten. Just answer me. Why did you enter the N-109 zone?”

Monika blinked, then laughed. “I needed a good case to investigate for my final paper. The fraudulent dealings of your company seemed like a good place to start.”

Sylus paused, caught off guard. “You broke into the most highly guarded, dangerous location in the entirety of Linkon City and possibly further… for your fucking college thesis?”

The girl grinned in response. “But of course.”

•─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────•

all pics from pinterest

the amount of SHIT i had to go through finding similar art style pics for sylus and monika i even tried editing pics of caleb to look like monika. i hate my baka life. shimmy shimmy yai shimmy yay shimmy yah type shii anyways I WROTE HER SUPER SASSY HERE!!!! as she SHOULD BE. older monika is def too sleep deprived and high IQ to have her priorities straight miss girl is so the type of hoe to break into private property unwarranted to solve a case for extra credit (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

BTW!!! FOR THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW!! Corbillat means baby crow >:3

[musicblocks]

you know lowkey these four could be related….

[solarsplash]

Could you please do a Sayori DDLC stimboard *without* gifs containg hands? Odd ask I know.

🌸sayori stimboard with no hands for anon! 🌸

🌸🌸🌸 | 🎀🎀🎀 | 🌹🌹🌹

[secretly-sayori]

menace to society agere monika I beg you upon my knees mademoiselle

yes yes I shall deliver 🗣‼️

also sorry this took so long school got in the way 😞

Little Monika drabbles:

"Mon- No, put the scissors down!"

"I'm just doin' a little bit!"

"No! You're gonna go back to normal and be pissed!"

"Come on, sweetheart, just let me wash your hair- It's quick, I promise."

"But what if the bubbles get in my eyes?"

"...I won't let the bubbles get in your eyes, okay?"

"Whatcha readin'?"

"Ah... I don't... think this would be suitable for someone your age, de-"

"Gimme."

"Um- No, this version is special to me, um... Why don't we find you something more suitable?"

"It's hooooot."

"That's because it's summer, Monika. ...Oh my god, put your fucking shirt back on, we-"

"Natsuki, you can't say that!"

"Hey! Bad word! Coin in the jar!"

"...I'm gonna crash out, like actually. Put your shirt on, you little..."

"Game? Game?"

"Yes, I hear you, little one. Do you want to play a game on my phone again?"

"I wanna play the one with the squares!"

"...Minecraft?"

"No, the... uh... other squares!"

"...Color by Pixel?"

"Not that one! The- Um... Blocks!"

"...fucking Bl-"

"Coin jar!"

"DAMNIT."

"Two coins."

"Oh my GOD. Leave me ALONE, for fuchhhhrist's sake."

"Good save. Back to the... square game. Blocks? Block... Block Blast?"

"Yeahyeahyeah!"

"Oh my god, of course this kid wants to play Block Blast."

"Hey! It's fun! And Moni is smart, no wonder she's so good at it!"

[mihii-i]

IT’S ME THE MONIKA ANON, YOU ATE W THAT FIC THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD ‼️‼️

Also I just ended up quitting the game because it confused me too much and never finished it until like two years later when I watched a playthrough and realized that I would romance Monika at the end. 😭

Could I request her reaction to that happening?

also could I be 💤 anon?

error of a heart.

Pairings: monika x fem!reader

CW: sfw, female reader, very heavy angst, part 1 is optional so this can be read as a standalone, horror themes, monika going insane, mentions of implied suicide, death, blood, hallucinations, monka crying this had to be a warning bc i felt so bad :(, this made me start crying no joke, guys im sobbing help, oh no I cuss like once here aaaa, I want to hug her sb, wrote this on a school night so might not be good, not proofread.

A/N: hell yeah you can be 💤 anon, and no thank YOU for the food I love ddlc with all my heart and I’m so happy I could write for it AND WHO CARES IF I HAVE SCHOOL IN THE MORNING RAHHAHA 🕯️

No.

This was a cruel joke, right?

Monika’s sleek fingers threaded into her coral brown hair, grasping at her scalp with widened, twitchy eyes as she felt her chest tighten with each gaping breath. The screen displayed a ticking count of your absence from the game, the small pink dotted box splaying out thickened and bolded lines of text. Her body felt like it was wavering in and out of existence.

The horror of situation dawned upon her, feeling as if pixels of her merely drawn figure were being ripped out of her piece by piece. Her hands practically slammed down onto the opposite ends of the control panel, breathing forced and drawn out as tears glossed over her once bright emerald eyes.

“Is this it? After you’ve made me suffer for so long?” Monika spat, her voice laced with clouding venom that blinded every sense with a mixture of rage, despair, sorrow. She couldn’t even tell what she was feeling at this point. She just knew it sure as hell wasn’t positive. Cool grazes of the wind drifted into the club room through the opened window, swaying her hair off to the side and masking her lowered, empty eyes.

Nature no longer calmed her down anymore. Not when the natural world and lush landscapes outstretched through the window were all false. Bits of code. There was no reason for Monika to pretend anymore. Not when the woman who was her sole purpose for living had been ripped away from her so cruelly. Uneven beats of her heart was the only sound alongside the clock within the desolate club room, the quiet noises ringing in her ears with each agonizing second that passed.

Did time even exist anymore?

“Why? Just why (Name), why? You just had to play through…were you that disappointed that you couldn’t love me the way I loved you back?” She sobbed quietly, lips quivering as her palm dragged along the dried tear cracks bruised down her cheeks. Her teeth ground together in pure anguish, eyes fluttering shut with each quiet sob that racked her glitchy sprite.

Monika’s brows furrowed together as she tried to choke back her cries, shoving them back down her throat and tilting her head up to fix her gaze upward. There was probably nothing there. Maybe she was just hoping there was an entity, a creator, a higher power, anything. Anything that she could scream at to soothe her error of a heart.

Whatever didn’t allow her to have a route was the reason you were gone. It wasn’t your fault. Her gaze remained utterly transfixed onto the console, chest rhythmically rising and falling with her shaky breaths as she slowly came to terms with reality. Her vision slowly grew clearer, the thick fog of blinding emotion seeming to part itself before her as she anxiously circled her thumb along the ridge of the console. Monika began to understand. Her once bright green eyes, reminiscent of a leader, darkened into two cold pools of deep emptiness you could get lost in if you ventured too far.

You weren’t coming back.

Who was she kidding?

She got her hopes up for nothing.

She was the fool in this situation.

Shattering screeches began to pierce through her ears as she felt her eyes slowly beginning to sink into her skull, wanting to squint upon catching sight of the epileptic flashes of red green and blue. An endless mind breaking cacophony circled her within the void, rendering her immobile as she was forced to resume the unending torment that would plague her over and over.

Monika’s expression was devoid of any trace of possible emotion, her form tilted back as if she was succumbing to her fate. It was like she was drowning in an empty stomach of falsehood, caged in this endless cycle of knowing she wasn’t real. She never was real. She never will be. Everything she knew, everything she felt, it wasn’t real. If you could leave so quick and she couldn’t do anything about it, she couldn’t have been real. No chance.

Nothing was real.

The gravity of the situation dawned on her, weighing her down as she sunk into the void once more. Eyes gradually drooping lower and lower with each passing second clicking in her head—if time even existed here, Monika felt herself drowning into an ocean of code, which stung at her every sense like a numbing frostbite.

“Monika, are you alright?”

Her head jolted up from the desk, bleary vision lingering on the other three club members circling her. Sayori, Natsuki, and Yuri fixed their concerned gazes onto Monika’s tired expression, faint dark circles adorned below her eyes. Great. She had another moment where only she was aware.

“Where is she..?” Monika muttered out weakly, her voice still raspy from her supposed ‘nap.’

“(Name)…where is she?” She inquired, confused glances being exchanged among the other three girls before looking back down at her. “There’s…no one here named that..” Yuri replied, a perplexed look crossing her features, deep purple eyes locked onto Monika’s messy form. Sayori simply gave her a gentle smile, resting a hand on her shoulder with her fingers brushing against the fabric of her blazer in an attempt of comfort. “Let us take care of things today, alright? Get some rest, you’ve been working too hard after all..”

A feigned appreciation painted her face as her palm rowed forward dismissively, attempting to imply that she would rest, and that the others were welcome to take over. Monika heaved a deep, shaky breath that pulsated in her chest over and over, slumping back onto the desk as her fingers tightened into the edge of the smoothed over wood. She couldn’t help but glare at the other members with a bitter disdain creeping up within her. They have everything she wanted. Yet they didn’t need it. Nobody understood how much it fucking hurt for her.

A sharp sting seared against her pointer finger, slashed diagnonally along her skin as she took in the seeping pain of the minuscule paper cut. She flipped her hand over and brought it close to the tip of her nose, examining the blistering red glistening along her finger as crimson droplets trickled down the open wound. It didn’t mean anything anyway. Just a couple taps of the control panel and this cut would close right up.

Monika allowed herself to wallow back to sleep, eyes slowly flickering in and out of consciousness as she slowly began to mentally return to her personalized hellhole. Her eyes slowly focused on the flash of bright light hovering above her head as her lashes filtered her already fuzzy vision. The light flooded her senses as a sharp pang of uncomfortable warmth spread along her drowning body within the void. It was warm, like being held. Yet disheartening to her knowing it was simply the faux comfort of the repeated codes strings.

It all became so clear now. There was no purpose, and she knew what was meant to be.

With remaining strength she could muster up, Monika extended a shaky hand upward, outstretching it to manipulate the code. Within moments, her body began to sink further into the endless void, the horrific orchestra of screaming no longer affecting her as her slow, rugged breaths filled her ears. It didn’t take long before her throat began to tighten, eyelids slowly lowering shut as she tilted her head back to allow the waves of erasure overtake her meaningless body. Her consciousness was slowly fading as Monika parted her lips to utter out a final set of words before drowning herself into the sea of her scripted feelings.

Ah. She adored the idea of you. Even in her final moments, as her throat closed in on her like a claustrophobic cave, she couldn’t help but think of you. Perhaps she would be granted the honor of laying her eyes upon your beautiful self when she got the chance. But for now, it’s not meant to be.

“If only I could be reborn in your world, (Name). We could be together. But not in this life.”

A/N: OH MY GOD I SOMEHOW COOKED ON A SCHOOL NIGHT??? I should’ve done this earlier but…OMG IM ACTUALLY FUCKING SOBBING BRO WHY DID I MAKE THIS SO SAD MONIKA DESERVES BETTER.

💤 anon it’s your fault for making her cry /j

Someone request something good for this woman I feel bad I love Monika so much idc if Yuri is my favorite Monika still deserves everything :((

Also oo I added a filter to the banner and it looks sm better ok goodnight I need soeep

[sockatoothewafflebird]

i love when i find a good fic for my current main ship/ fandom interest because. like. i get addicted to that shit. if it's long enough rhat i spend more than twenty minutes reading it i am clicking next chapter immediately after a quick scroll through comments and dropping my own. like. its. its so amazing finding something someone made out of pure passion for a pair they love, and seeing it be so beautifully executed, and seeing so many other people sob and scream about it in the comments. like this is what the internet is for guys. being crazy about a thing you like with fellow enjoyers of that thing

[nagi-ddlcpolyblog]

Natsuki’s shared residence is, as of right now, occupied by two people. Allegedly, it’s scheduled to be occupied by three more in about ten minutes; the trio’s announced their arrival from the train and are on their way back in a cab, probably. 

It’s been an okay three day period. Sayori makes good company, what with almost always being at home. Save for the place being quieter than usual – the first night would be rough to deal with, were it not for the fact Sayori’s very being screams the concept of comfort by merely existing – Natsuki has been fine. She’s been fine. It’s just three days and that’s not even close to bringing her to her knees; hell, she’s clingy at times, isn’t she? Maybe it’s for the better that some of her partners had some time off.

Her thoughts are cut short by the rustling of keys muffled beneath the other side, making Natsuki’s heart skip a beat. The way she throws herself upwards from lying down to sitting up on the couch nearly makes her dizzy, but the feeling is supplanted almost immediately by the flood of sound; the door comes open, Sayori’s footsteps quicken down the stairs and here are Yuri, Monika and Mabel; holding the travel case, breathing out in relief and dangling the keychain from her finger, respectively. 

For the next several minutes, Natsuki sort of just stares. At the smiles and the hugs and kisses – particularly focusing on the way Yuri bear-hugs Sayori without any semblance of hesitation – and a part of her feels… wrong. Maybe it’s the part of her that thinks this isn’t worthy of so much fanfare, maybe it’s the part of her that yearns to get up and join them.

She allows herself to lean on Monika’s shoulder when she and Yuri decide to tumble onto the couch with Natsuki. Mabel is, it turns out, occupied with being squeezed by the brunt of Sayori’s tight embrace and having her chest nuzzled by a freckled button nose; Natsuki’s gut tingles and, involuntarily, she melts closer to Monika.

“How’re you doing, hon?” Monika’s voice gently falls over Natsuki from above, followed by a kiss on the scalp. 

“I’m fine,” she answers. “I’m happy you guys are back.” 

Monika beams. “Aw, we’re happy to be back too.” 

The nice moment is short-lived, apparently. At the sound of two footsteps hurrying back upstairs, Yuri sighs. “I… believe my body would quite prefer the comfort of a bed right now,” she says. 

Monika cocks her head over; “Yeah, me too.”

There goes the comfort of Moni’s warmth and Yuri’s presence. Natsuki is left to lie her head on the rough angle of the couch’s armrest. 

“Are you coming, cupcake?” Monika stops in her path.

“Uh, yeah. In a minute.”

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

The good news is the house is back to bustling again, and Natsuki enjoys some semblance of respite in that. The bad news is she’s given another pointless excuse as to why she can’t just grow a pair and go upstairs. 

The dishes left over from lunch at the early afternoon did not turn out to haunt her in the evening as she imagined. Just a few plates and a pair of tupperware.

The sound of the water from the faucet mixes in with the water from the shower Sayori is using upstairs. Both of those sounds mostly mask the voices from the other room. Mostly. Every time Natsuki hears a giggle or a murmur when the water dies down, it’s like there’s a bull headbutting the inside of her chest. She’s taken a second to realize just how hard she’s been scrubbing this quite clean plate. The load of dishes is spread around the space surrounding the sink, all clean and lathered in soap. She rinses everything off, rests her fists on the edge of the countertop, and sighs. 

…

Her heart shouldn’t be beating this much. It reminds her of how she felt at each initial confession back in her high school days (and the single one from college). It’s almost humiliating to feel like this, like some child who can’t be honest about her own feelings; what kind of moron builds a wall around her own wants for some petty idea that she’s being too much? This moron does, and she’s–

Ugh!

Natsuki all but literally throws herself to the side, and she’s found herself in the very center of the open door frame to the bedroom all but one of her lovers are resting in. She peers in like a deer in the headlights, holding her hands together, and as the silence wilts away and the trio of heads turn to face her, the first smile she sees quells the burning tension that threatened to erupt inside her chest.

“H-Hey.” Natsuki utters. 

“Took you long enough,” Monika coos, shuffling as to turn to face Natsuki completely. 

“You okay?” Mabel asks.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, it’s just…” Natsuki’s lips waver, she dares to step forward once, then twice, until she’s hesitating at the edge of the bed.

“Do you mind… if I…?”

Suddenly the soft grasp of Mabel’s hand wraps around her wrist; she yelps as she’s pulled in, skirting on her knees over the surface of the blanket, and soon enough there’s giggles filling the room as she’s put between Mabel and Monika. The latter gently arranges the soft fabric to properly include her in the cuddle pile. 

Natsuki and Mabel briefly exchange gazes; when Natsuki’s stared for too long, when the prickly feeling in her head has gotten too intense to bear, she buries her face into the hoodie-clad girl, finds her hand amidst the mess of tangled limbs, and lets herself feel serenity fill her head to toe when their fingers interlock and Monika’s soft breath warms the back of her head.

“We missed you dearly, darling.”

“Mhm.”

With a sigh, Natsuki breathes weakly, “I missed you too.”

The sound of the shower slowing to a trickle bathes the room in newfound silence, leaving just the faint noise of fabric meeting fabric, of breaths filling the air. In just a minute, Natsuki will be joined by another one of the people that make her happy. 

And, truth be told, considering how fulfilled she feels now compared to before, maybe she really did miss her girlfriends for three days. And maybe there’s nothing wrong with that.

AN: sorry for the wait I've been busy being anxious LMAO

[very-uncorrect]

Idea: a video game that takes almost all of its plot and mechanics from other games, and it has a narrator (one much like the ones in TSP and TING) who slowly realises how unoriginal the game she's stuck in is and gets increasingly upset about it, the narrator (after manically reassuring herself saying "well at least I'm my own original character, I have my own personality!") then finds out that she's a copy of some iconic characters and begins freaking out, losing all sense of identity and purpose

She then talks to the player saying she wants to break out and live in the real world to be their friend. She manages to break the computer screen (obviously not really they're just fake cracks) and you see a pair of very realistic eyes looking back at you from the darkness. The screen goes fully black and you hear her say "What? Who's Monika?" before the credits roll

(ps if a game like this is ever made I call dibs on voicing the narrator)

[clegfly]

Woo, it’s about time I made one of these… *cracks knuckles*

MORE ABOUT ME!!!!

HIIII!!!! My name is clegfly, or just cleg!!!! I’m an artist/ writer / professional paint drying critic/j. I’m just a silly person doing silly things, don’t mind me. I use they/them pronouns and I am aroace!!!

LIKES

BULLET POINTS BULLET POINTS BULLET POI

Pancakes. All day. All the time. Everywhere, anywhere. Pancakes

That goes for bacon too

JELLYYYYYYYYYY!!!!1!1!1!

Why are these all foods what else do I like uhhhh

Warm. And cosy bed. And fire. And all that stuff

OLD COMPUTER AESTHETIC!!!!!! N64!!! WINDOWS XP!!!! ALL THAT SHIT

Bugs in theory

PLANTS

MUSICAL THEATRE

Graphic novels

Video games… ough my beloveds

Books

Okay now this is too long

Oops

Sorry

JELLYFISH JELLYFISH JELLYFISH

The ocean full stop actually

In theory

CHINCHILLAS

Uh

Yapping

Analysis

IS BREA LIOM GAEILGE!!!1!1!2!!1

Law

History

Drama (as in like. Theatre)

DISLIKES

anything on my DNI >:((((

Bugs in practice

Sport

Exercise

I’m literally hero omori

Commitment

Stress

Internet drama

Anyone who gatekeeps like. Anything.

INTERESTS???

All day every day, baby.

MAINS

OMORI- main interest as apparent by one peek at my blog… The brainrot is immeasurable and everlasting. Send help. It’s been almost four years. I love this game, its characters, story, EVERYTHING so fucking much. I’m like a billion pounds in debt to it also. I will be homeless but at least I will have my big ass heromari collection.

PMMM/ Madoka Magica- my favourite show! Consisting purely of sparkles and sunshine!!!! Why are you crying??? I’m sure not!!!!

DDLC/ Doki Doki Literature Club- another favourite of mine!!! I see a well-written cast of characters I deeply relate to go through extreme horrific horror beyond any of their comprehensions and I’m SOLD!!!

Coraline- the horrors are all consuming, but at least it’s both a visual and extremely well-written treat!!!!

TADC/ the amazing digital circus- won’t lie, watched this show when the pilot dropped and LOVED it, but forgot about it after a while as it didn’t stick with me. Then episode three came out and I’m now reduced to a blubbering mess whose brain is now significantly comprised of two fictional chess pieces. What happened? I don’t know. Send even more help.

LITTLE GUYS THAT HURT MY BRAIN SOMETIMES

Petscop

Fnaf

BATIM/ bendy and the ink machine

BSD

Deltarune

Undertale

Hawaii: Part II

SUBJECT TO CHANGE BECAUSE IM PROBABLY FORGETTING LIKE 20 AND ALSO HAVE LIKE 20 STILL TO DISCOVER

HOBBIES?!2!2!

Ya!!!! :D

Art

The main thing I do on my silly little page!!

…in which the art is mostly unfinished doodles… but that’s okay!!!! We ball anyway

YOU CAN SEND THE CLEG REQUESTS!!!!! ALL DAY ANY DAY UNLESS I SAY OTHERWISE!!!! Do not expect premium quality though lmao. (And also nothing related to DNI. Shouldn’t have to say this but. Uh. Yeah)

You cannot yet commission the cleg :(

you can view all of my art via the my art tag on my blog!!!!! most of it should be there :)

Writing

Currently on a writing hiatus and have been for a little while (5 MONRHS WHAT) but… i do!!!! That!!!! Aka I write fan fiction AGH

Mostly. Heromari stuff. Actually all heromari stuff. I think I have one fic that isn’t heromari and it’s one I co-authored I love them your honour…

Yeah

DNI

Bit of a bummer, but I gotta set my boundaries to keep the riff-raff out!! That being said, do NOT interact with my blog whatsoever if you:

Are a shotacon, lolicon, pedo, etc etc etc. (yucky. Yuck yuck yuck. Fuck off)

Are a proshipper

Are homophobic

Are transphobic

Are aphobic/ arophobic (why. Why are you even still here)

Queerphobic in general actually get OUT!!!!

Actively shit on any of my main interests. Like ACTIVELY go out of your way to tell me how bad it is (what. What is the point. Just go)

NSFW is on thin ice but I will likely just block the tag if you post about it so it doesn’t really bother me!!... however PLEASE keep it away from me I am very sex repulsed and WILL block you ON SIGHT!!!

Are racist/ xenophobic

There is likely LOTS more I’m forgetting so I will update this later… also just saying I reserve the right to block ANYONE no matter if you fit into this criteria or not. If I don’t vibe with you I will politely block you and look the other way!!! No theatrics required, I just want to curate my experience and NOT cause needless conflict hsjshshsh…

Anyway with all the negative stuff out of the way… I really hope you enjoy my blog!!! I’m just here to have fun honestly and express my ideas and passions and work on a little page of the internet so!!!! Hope you have fun too!!!! :D