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imaginefanganronpas · 5 years

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May I have the SDRA2 Cast as Remnants of despair?

Anonanonanonanon, real tea here, this was almost illegally fun to write, because I actually came up with three different scenarios and I hope that you enjoy it because I would say that it is one of the best things I have ever written on this blog!

(Scenarios play in an apocalyptic world where despair tries to take over, similar to Ultra Despair Girls or the Anime!)

Big warnings for violence, despair, Slavery, Murder and VERY big spoilers for Danganronopa Another, so be warned, alright?

The Remnants of Despair

-There was basically raging a war inside the skyscraper and around the giant building, people fighting with each other, yelling, smashing each other’s heads in, blood was splattering, it was absolute despair

-And one lonely soul was looking at all of it, on the roof of the building, the wind playing with his clothes and a smile on his face, taking great enjoyment out of everyone’s suffering and despair

-His eyes moved when he heard the door behind him opening, his head turning as he grinned at the person entering, saying: “It took you long enough to get here, my friend. Were the hints not enough for you to figure it out?”

-The person yelled in anger, immediately pointing his gun at him: “TERUYA! What did you do to these people?!”

-Teruya laughed heartily, pushing his hat up so he could see a little better, tilting his head slightly when he said: “You aren’t going to shoot me, Tsurugi. You are soft, I know you too well.”

-Tsurugi’s hands were shaking as he pointed the gun at his former friend, clenching his teeth as he forced out: “You are despair. I don’t know you anymore.”

-Teruya raised an eyebrow, accepting the challenge as he mused, slowly inching closer: “Oh, how the tides have turned, don’t you think, my friend? Remember our first killing game? Where you fell into despair and tried to kill yourself? You pulled the trigger at that time.” He grabbed Tsurugi’s arm and pointed it upwards, so it was now pointing directly at his forehead, the merchant’s gaze filled with despair and drooling slightly, his voice low as he said: “Can you do it now, too?”

-Tsurugi was shaking so badly, looking into the eyes of the merchant, remembering the kid in the killing game, so naive and scared, practically needing protection, the cop barely able to choke out a: “What happened to you-”

-Teruya still grinned, questioning: “Does that matter to you? I am despair. You don’t know me, right? Then do it.”

-Tsurugi wanted to, he really wanted to, but he couldn’t, making a forced sound as he pulled the gun away from Teruya, averting his gaze as he was still shaking

-”I knew it.” Teruya smiled, giving the cop a pat on the head, as if everything was okay between them, concluding in a chipper tone: “You haven’t changed at all.”

-Tsurugi looked up, determination burning in his eyes as he said: “I’m gonna save you, you’ll see! You guys didn’t leave me alone in my despair, so I’m not gonna leave you alone in yours! I WILL get you back!”

-Teruya just chuckled, responding: “Determined, aren’t we? I’m excited to see how this game will play out! I will take my leave for the time being then.”

-”No way! I’m gonna apprehend you! I’m not gonna let you escape!”

“Oh, will you now?” He asked, slowly walking backwards, causing the cop confusion. What was he doing? “I would like to see you try.”

-Tsurugi’s eyes widened as he took a step forward, calling: “Teruya, no! Wait!”

-The merchant gave him one of his last insane smiles, waving as he said: “I’m looking forward to our next meeting. I’ll squish your heart in my hand next time! Literally!” And then he threw himself off the building, causing the cop to yell and run towards the edge, looking down, before flinching when something shot into the sky, holding Teruya by a magic chain he was now holding. The figure was floating in the air, unblinking, eyes glowing red, a muzzle put over his face to prevent him from talking, his long black robes flowing in the wind before he shot a fireball at Tsurugi, who barely managed to dodge, attempting to shoot his gun at the figure, but a snap of their fingers and his cloak protected him, throwing everything back at Tsurugi, who got hit in the leg, yelling out in pain

-Mikado shot some more fireballs, showing no mercy or emotions before flying off with Teruya, with the police officer forced to see how the man he just swore to save was being whisked away and he was alone again, surrounded by despair. But he wouldn’t give up. He couldn’t give up…

-Mikado let them down in a small patch of wood with the Merchant laughing as soon as his feet hit the ground, asking: “What did you think, Mikado? Did you like the show?” The wizard was vibrating with excitement, nodding, before making some signs with his hands that Teruya quickly read, before shrugging: “It was nothing. Did you see his face though? He is so full of hope. Toying with him is so much fun.”

-Mikado nodded again, summoning a fireball and juggling with it for fun, with Teruya just shaking his head, sighing: “It was a mistake to cut your tongue out. But you were simply talking too much, you said so yourself. Now let’s go. We need to meet up with Syobai, my gun needs fixing.”

-Syobai was already waiting for them, grinning as he was sitting on the ground, having a relaxed smoke while carving a knife out of a bone, humming to himself

-Teruya and Mikado greeted him, and Syobai looked up, grinning: “Took you long enough to get here. Did you get distracted? I have the new load for you here. How’s the selling going?”

-”They are so easy to convince. I actually needed a new load, so good job.” Teruya was selling weapons and other knick-knacks to the despairs running around on the streets, while Mikado was causing destruction and protecting Teruya with Syobai being the supplier, it was a marvellous strategy that always worked so far. And even if one of them would be apprehended, they would always bust out, Mikado on his own and the others saved by the insane wizard

-The three laughed, knowing that they were ruling over the streets, spreading despair, and the knowledge that they weren’t alone made it so much more despairing. Two teams in japan, one in russia, it was simply too perfect

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-”Burn it to the ground, don’t leave anything for them to think back to!” Called Hajime, laughing heartily as he held the innocent family hostage, occasionally bashing their heads together or giving them a light kick, while the kids and parents were crying

-Shinji didn’t look convinced at first as he was kneeling in front of his master, asking him: “Wh-what do you think, master? Should I do it?”

-Yuki Maeda, now knows as Utsuro, who was sitting on Hajime’s shoulder, looking at the house with disinterest, before responding dismissively: “Go ahead. You’ve behaved, so go and have a bit of fun.”

-He took the leash off and Shinji ran off, fetching the fire that he needed to burn all the memories and all the hope down, the little children screaming and crying and begging with Hajime laughing and cheering Shinji on as he came back with the fire, ready to burn everything to the ground

-Utsuro looked at the crying children, rolling his eyes as he concluded: “You are pathetic. I don’t want to hear them anymore. They are annoying. Hajime, take care of this.”

-And he certainly did. He gently set Utsuro down, as if he was the most precious thing that ever existed, before roughly grabbing one of the children, the parents crying and begging for him to spare it, but the ultimate despair knows no mercy, the scent of fire robbing everyone of air, the hopeful citizens coughing, with Utsuro seemingly indifferent and Shinji laughing, taking great enjoyment out of the thing he swore to defeat at one point in his life, even holding his hand into the flames and letting them lick at his skin, feeling the burn and enjoying it greatly

-Hajime slapped the kid to shut it up, before dragging it to the house, saying: “You want to go home so bad, don’t you? Well, WELCOME HOME!” And then he tossed the child into the flames, observing how it screamed and tried to get out, only to burn down to the ground with the house, the parents screaming and crying before beginning to laugh as despair took them over

-Utsuro seemed pleased enough with the despair they spread to the family, calling out: “Shinji, come here. We still have a lot to do. How tiring.”

-Shinji immediately ran up like a lapdog and Utsuro put the leash on, the firefighter grinning and a bit of drool escaping him as he picked up Utsuro and put him on his shoulder so he could see everything and wouldn’t have to walk himself, for he was too good for the low dirt on the ground

-Hajime joined the two of them, leading the way and sprinting away, Shinji and Utsuro close behind him, only to be stopped by a force of hopes, police probably, ready to take them out at any moment, with Utsuro simply rolling his eyes, saying: “I don’t have time for this.” He then snapped with his fingers and Hajime darted forwards, knocking a police officer clean off his feet, giving Utsuro enough time to take Shinji’s leash off again so he can help the other, the two taking the police force apart in a matter of minutes. They were too slow, too weak for the combined force of the ultimate firefighter and boxer

-It was a massacre, with Utsuro watching on as people lost limbs, as heads were flying, as blood was tainting the already dirty ground, seemingly indifferent about everything going on around him, taking a look at Shinji once he came back to him, looking for approval or any other kind of order

-Utsuro took a look at him as he merely chided: “You got dirty.”, which was true, Shinji was basically covered in blood, but the words still stung, the firefighter falling to his knees, crying as he begged his master for forgiveness, apologizing profusely, he didn’t mean to get dirty, he got lost in the fun and he was very sorry

-Utsuro merely rolled his eyes and put the leash back on, telling him: “It’s fine. I will just punish you later. We have to leave now, they will come with reinforcements and this annoying professor will not make our life easier. Hajime, come here.”

-Hajime picked Utsuro up, because Hajime was not as dirty as Shinji, which made the firefighter whine, because he wanted to carry his master around, it wasn’t fair!

-They made their way out of there to return to their hiding spaces, ready to spread despair whenever Utsuro would tell them to do so, laughing about the family whose lives got destroyed today

-But there was always more despair to spread

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-Currently in russia, Yuri was going through some of the paperwork to finish the deportation of the people he caught and kept imprisoned to Japan, since Utsuro sent a request for backup because there was a very tough cop and professor making their lives harder. What idiots. It’s what he should have expected from males

-Yuri had almost an entire zoo of despairing people, it was marvellous to look at, so many people in the palm of his hand, ready to kill or do anything when he ordered them to do it. It was power. And despair never felt so good

-It was so easy to get rid of his father. It served him right. He was weak, he hurt Yuri, but that only made him stronger, ready to take his claim now. He still had his father’s eye on the desk, just so his old man would be able to see all the things his son had accomplished, not thanks to him of course.

-Once Mr. Kagarin was dead, Yuri took everything over and immediately focused on spreading despair to all maids and servants and then beginning to kidnap people in russia and make them feel despair to make them into little human pets or send them out as soldiers to spread even more despair and bring even more people to him. It was simply genius. Yuri conquered russia in a matter of weeks, simply because he was being very sneaky about everything and the russian government was now unable to stop him anymore, so he didn’t need to be afraid

-”Yuri! YURi!” The russian looked up, sighing when he spotted Nikei entering, excited despair swirling in his eyes as he put the papers down in front of Yuri, babbling: “I finally finished the article, what do you think? Can we release it like that?!”

-Yuri took a quick look at the different papers while Nikei grabbed the eye one the desk, playing around with it and laughing to himself, having some trouble with his new hand after Yuri shot the other one away in a fit of anger

-Nikei had his revenge though and stabbed Yuri in the heart, who had to get a pump build for him so he could keep doing his work without any hindrance.

-Yuri and Nikei had become partners in crime more or less, with Nikei slowly taking over every single news station in the entire world and enjoying protection from Yuri while he was spreading despair through his articles, so the only one that could actually hurt him were Yuri and Nikei himself

-Yuri didn’t want to take him at first, since he was a male and everything, but he turned out to be rather useful, so he kept a mutual partnership up to spread despair even quicker, since that was now the job they had to do

-Nikei made a lot of pictures of the Zoo of Despair and the people who are still being tortured and turned, including them in his articles to make people fear for their safety even more and show them what is going to happen to them, and let me tell you, there were some very disgusting images, from the tortured and the already despairing

-Yuri called a servant and gave her the documents for her to send away, so japan would get it’s reinforcements, before preparing the next load to send it to america, since there was some trouble as well. He was the calm in person, only rarely losing his cool, but when he does, then heads are rolling

-Nikei was just very excited, looking at all the different pictures on his camera and sighing or even moaning when he saw some of them, making Yuri chuckle, because he knew exactly what pictures Nikei was reacting to

-Then the laptop on Yuri’s desk flickered and a woman appeared with red and orange hair, glasses on her nose, her expression serious as she asked: “Am I speaking with Yuri Kagarin?”

-Yuri grinned, inching closer and Nikei put the eye back on the table and joined Yuri, looking curiously over his shoulder.

-Yuri pressed a button on his laptop before responding: “I am, indeed ,What can I do for such a lovely lady?” He sounded condescending, as if he didn’t really mean it, but Rei ignored it so he could talk to Yuri, telling him that they were gathering a small army and that it was useless to keep fighting for despair, trying to convince him with logic, but both spaceman and journalist seemed unimpressed. People often tried to turn them away from despair since they were the main source of spreading the despair and the deliverer for more and more despairing people. So when these two were out, the system would eventually crumble

-But let’s just say that there was a reason that Yuri and Nikei were here and taking care of everything, because they merely laughed at Rei’s words, Rei flinching when sirens in her lab started to blare and people were screaming, asking: “What is the meaning of this?!”

-Nikei laughed even harder as he explained: “He tracked your fucking IP, you stupid bitch! Enjoy being a despair! You will see how great it truly is!”

-Nikei and Yuri laughed while people broke into Rei’s laboratory and took her away, the journalist hugging Yuri from behind as he purred: “Great job, Mr. Kagarin.”

-”Don’t touch me.” Yuri merely said, biting Nikei in the arm to make it bleed and then getting up and closing his laptop, saying: “I’m going to check on the zoo. Are you coming too?”

-Nikei needed a moment to recover from the intense pain and the despair it brought, grinning brightly as he grabbed his camera, wanting to shoot more photos and jogging after the spaceman

-What a team

#sdra2 #dra spoilers #my writing #remnants of despair au #angst #tw violence #tw kidnapping #tw slavery

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the-wayward-arc · 4 years

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(For TTS au) what is its revealed that nora is the daughter of leman russ

Leman: ....then she wondered into a warp portal one day and realized she ended up on some backwater planet that hadn't been found by the Imperium.

Rogal Dorn: Father, I believe Leman has taken after you when it comes to raising a children.

Emperor: SHUT THE FUCK ROGAL.

Magnus: Wait wait hold on. You had a kid-

Leman: A daughter.

Magnus: Yes, a daughter sorry. In the warp? How? Who in the gods is the mother!?

Leman: No one can handle my mighty wol-

Magnus: STOP RIGHT THERE YOU FURRY FUCK!

Emperor: *to Leman* THATS MY BOY.

Leman: Alright then you piss baby, there is no mother. This is what happened;

-flash back to a Drunk Leman Russ-

*Leman after seeing through a small window into Remnant and sees the Lion is alive and well. With a family no less!*

Leman: Would be mighty fine to have a wee one myself, the Lion fetishes has one. Probably a girl, a small she-pup to wrestle daemons with and pass down all my ferocity to! *the warp being the warp and Leman unknowingly channeling his psyker not OP powers by wanting a child. Orange haired baby suddenly appears in front of him* uhhh....

Draigo; WOAH! LOOK! SMALL CHILD! HAVE YOU COME TO TRAVERSE MY BEARD AND TAKE BATTLE TO THE TINY MEN WHO RESIDE WITHIN!? *floats up, causing the baby to laugh* ARE YOU THE CHILD OF PROPHECY!? AND WHY DO YOU HAVE ORANGE LOCKS?

Leman: Orange be my favorite color, plus, most Fenrisians do have orange hair. It's common for us after all. Welp, I have my own she-pup...now what to name you...

Draigo: NORA!

Leman: Why Nora?

Draigo: *whispering* A man with white hair and birds around him told me so.

Leman: Oookay then, well she likes it! *goes to grab Nora only for said child to grip his armored finger, crushing it slightly* SHE HAS MY STRENGTH! *gets zapped with lightening* YOU ARE MY CHILD!! *Nora in his large hands smiling at him*

-back in the throne room-

Corvus: That's what happened? You just thought of a child and poof she was right there?

Leman: Yes, I just told you my wolfen story! *grabs a small daemon imp skull attached to a toys body* look, her first kill. Named it Mr skull, she loved this thing. Never could sleep without it.

*all look at a portal that Emperor created to allow them to see on Remnant, Nora standing triumphantly over a dozen dead Ursa laughing maniacally*

Nora: LETS KEEP GOING! MOMMA ISN'T DONE YET YOU COWARDS!

*all look back at Leman Russ who looks proudly at his daughter*

Magnus: Oh my gods, they really are father and daughter...*trying to process the fact that there is a mini Leman running around*

Emperor: *Looking at the doll* LEMAN, COME TO ME LATER WITH THAT TOY.

-on Remnant, hours later-

*Teams JNPR and RWBY are setting up camp for the night, Nora setting up her sleeping bag when a quick flash of gold light attracts her attention, she goes to investigate and squeals in delight as she runs back with her discovery*

Ren: Nora! What's wrong?

Jaune: More Grimm?

Ruby: But we made sure this place was clear! I'm so tired!

Nora: *Happily wiggling place with something behind her back, before presenting Mr. Skull to everyone* LOOK GUYS! MR. SKULL FOUND ME! *everyone looking at Ren for answers but he merely shrugs as he lies down*

Weiss: NORA! Put that thing back! It looks disgusting!

Yang: For once I agree with Weiss cream, definitely creepy.

Nora: No!! Hes Mr. Skull! I made him long time ago and thought I lost him! *looks to Jaune* Don't make me get rid of him Jauney! *pleading*

Jaune: *always a sucker for the puppy dog look* Okay okay. Just, make sure to keep it from Weiss, she looks like she wants to burn it.

*Nora jumps for joy as she snuggles into her sleeping back, immediately drifting off to sleep while snuggling with Mr. Skull*

Pyrrha: Woah, shes asleep! Usually we have to fight her to bed.

Jaune: or bribe her. Think that thing is like a Teddy bear to her.

Nora: *sound asleep with the Mr. Skull but also clutching a note, a smile on her face as a tear escapes from her eye*

Note: "You make your papa wolf proud my little Valkyrie! Take as many heads as you can, one day we'll be slaying Grimm together my pup!! From your Papa wolf.

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newsies-of-corona · 4 years

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Corona’s #1 Hotspot

Word count: 5,562

(This started out as a Crack AU but basically evolved into being more deep and meaningful 😅)

Huge thanks to the gc for helping me develop this idea!

Captain Eugene Fitzherbert was lounging in a chair in his office, reading yet another “peace disturbance” report. There had been a huge club that sprang up a week ago, and the citizens in the town were not having it. He had gotten reports of the situation every day since the party started, but none of the reports said anything about where the club was located. And the strange part of all of it was that people refused to tell him. The endless notices were stacked high up on his desk and were starting to spill on the floor.

Eugene waved around the paper he was reading in a sarcastic manner.

“Mr. Captain there’s a disruption happening, but we aren’t going to tell you where or when! You get to figure that out as part of your job!”

Just then he heard a knock on the already open door.

“How’s the Captain of the Guard life treating you, Fitzherbert?” Cassandra asked, cynically, picking up one of the notices on the ground.

“Cass. Even better,” Eugene replied, rolling his eyes. “Oh, you know, it’s just great. Except for the fact that no one in this kingdom is able to be specific!” Eugene yelled.

Cass simply laughed.

“Yeah, that’s one of the best parts of the job: the mystery factor.”

“This is not just a normal mystery, Cassandra. I have no idea who is running this club or who’s involved and- oh wait this is exactly like a normal mystery.”

“Precisely,” Cassandra replied. “I’ve actually heard some reports about this party around the area as well. As it turns out, it spreads much farther than just Corona.”

“Well great. Now I’ve gotta go searching throughout the entire seven kingdoms! Way to lighten the load, Cassan-”

“Not so fast. I’ve been collecting some clues over the past few days, and the party is definitely happening in Corona. Apparently, it’s more of an ‘undercover’ kind of club. There’s a password to get in and everything,” the woman told him.

“That’s all well and good, but how does that help me in any way?” Eugene asked, standing up.

“Because...I know the password, the route to get in, and I have a reason to believe that the party is being run by someone within these very walls,” she added mysteriously.

Eugene walked over to her, the notice in hand.

“Wow. As much as I hate to admit it, that was actually a lot of help. If you don’t mind my asking though, how do you know all of this?”

Eugene figured that Cassandra may have had connections going through a long line of people since she had been gone “finding herself” and probably knew some people by now. She decided to come back to Corona to visit yesterday, and he had to admit it was nice to have her back. Maybe solving this mystery together would feel like old times.

To his surprise, however, Cassandra simply put one of the notices on the table and flipped it around backward.

“Pencil?” she said, more like a command than an ask.

Eugene looked at her in disbelief and gave her a pencil that was sitting next to her hand.

“Do you really want me to do everything for you?”

“It’s more fun that way,” she replied.

Cassandra rubbed the pencil lead onto the paper, revealing some sort of map. As she rubbed a little further, words began to appear. Eugene guessed that that was the password.

“How did you figure that out?” Eugene asked dumbfounded.

“It’s a basic rule, Fitzherbert. Always look for more clues in any way that you can.”

Under further inspection, the map seemed to be a layout of Herz De Sonne’s tunnels that ran under Corona. There was only a select few who knew about those tunnels, so Eugene could see where Cassandra’s reasoning had come from.

“Okay, so what’s our strategy here? Interrogation? Good cop, bad cop?” He asked, rubbing his hands together.

“You basically just said ‘interrogation’ twice and no. I was thinking of something a little more discreet...”

“Rapunzel, can you hand me the wrench over there?” Varian asked in a muffled voice from underneath his machine.

Rapunzel had come into Varian’s workspace that morning to see how the hot water machines were coming along. It was Varian’s second week as Royal Engineer, and she liked to check on him just to see how things were going, and to make sure he wasn’t under too much stress. Varian was just finishing up his last machine, and he’d been enjoying the princess’ company through the whole process. He had gladly put Rapunzel to work the second she showed interest since she was one of the only people he actually trusted to handle his alchemy.

“Sure thing, Var!” Rapunzel replied as she tossed him the tool.

Varian grabbed the wrench and twisted in the last bolt with satisfaction.

The engineer stood up to admire his handiwork as he slid his goggles back to the top of his head.

“Done!” He exclaimed.

As soon as those words escaped his mouth, there was a loud explosion, and bolts shot out everywhere. The princess and the alchemist's hair shot up from the blast.

After a moment Varian let out a sigh.

“On second thought, we’re going to need that wrench again, heh,” he gestured to the tool that had flown to the other side of the room.

Rapunzel laughed and helped him pick up the remnants of the blast.

Eugene and Cassandra walked in to find the mess, and Eugene immediately starting to help with the cleanup process without a second thought. Ever since Varian had become the Royal Science Nerd, it was a normal occurrence to walk into an explosion.

“Hey, Sunshine!” Eugene called to Rapunzel.

“Hairstripe,” he added to Varian, who waved.

“Cass and I were talking about investi-”

Cassandra elbowed him.

“Er, I mean going to an event tonight. How does that sound to you?”

Rapunzel perked up and walked over to him.

“An event? Sounds fun! What kind of event?”

“We’ll explain on the way, Raps,” Cassandra added. It’s kind of more of a...secret thing.”

Varian also perked up at this but said nothing.

“Ooh sounds exciting! Can we invite Varian too?” Rapunzel asked.

“Well-“ Cassandra started.

Varian cut her off.

“It does sound fun, princess, but I’m pretty slammed here as it is, heh,” Varian said, gesturing to the mess around him. “I’ll probably be working all night.”

Rapunzel frowned a bit and went over to comfort Varian.

“You don’t have to feel pressured to fix all of this by tonight. You have a lot of time before the actual inspection next week,” she told him.

Varian shrugged.

“Yeah I know I just like to get my work out of the way, heh.”

Eugene walked over and ruffled the boy’s hair.

“Don’t work yourself too hard, kid,”

Varian laughed nervously.

“Haha, I’ll try not to,” he replied with a slight smile.

Ruddiger jumped up and grabbed the wrench out of Varian’s hand, running away with it in his mouth.

“Gah! Ruddiger!” Varian called running after him, “Give that back! It’s not an apple!”

The remaining group laughed at the boy. Varian had had his dark times, but he was still just a dorky kid at heart, and they all loved him for it.

“Who’s ready for lunch?” Lance called out the window in a sing-song voice.

“Oh! Me, Me!” Angry answered from the ground.

“I’m hungry as a wolf! Catalina said, darting into the treehouse as soon as Lance called them in.

She briefly changed into her werewolf form and let out a little growl, making her dad jump.

“Sorry!” She exclaimed as she sat down.

Lance warily set a sandwich in front of her.

“How do I keep forgetting that you can do that?” He asked.

Angry walked inside with three other people trailing behind her.

“Don’t look at me! They just followed me in here!” Angry retorted when Catalina gave her a look.

“Lance, buddy! Can you spare some chow for some poor lost travelers?” Eugene asked his best friend.

Lance turned around to face his visitors.

“Eugene! Princess! Oh and is that Cassandra? Good to see you all again!”

“Hi, Lance! And hello girls! Where have you all been? We miss you around the castle,” Rapunzel told them.

“We’ve been here, Princess. I’ve definitely been busy taking care of these girls. No one said being a father would be easy,” he laughed.

“Hey! it’s pretty much only Angry who gets into trouble!” Catalina yelled.

“I’m not the one who can grow claws and a tail!” Angry bit back.

“See what I mean?” Lance told them.

Rapunzel giggled.

“Well just know that you’re always welcome at the castle anytime!” she exclaimed.

“Well only if it’s alright with the honorable Captain Eugene Fitzherbert,” Lance mocked Eugene.

The Captain slapped his friend on the back.

“Of course it is, mighty Lance Strongbow, father of two,” Eugene retorted sarcastically.

Lance blankly looked at him.

“Yeah you are never saying that again,” he scoffed.

“Agreed,” Eugene said quickly, taking his hand off.

Cassandra only laughed cynically, which Eugene tried to avoid.

“Now about lunch, I only made enough for the girls and myself but I’m sure I could make some more-”

Rapunzel cut him off.

“It’s alright Lance. We had lunch at the Capitol. We actually stopped by with an invite for you all!”

Cassandra nudged Eugene again.

“Oh, that’s right! We’re going somewhere tonight, just a small outing, and we were wondering if you and the girls would like to go,” Eugene stated.

Lance and the girls shared a hurried glance.

“Ah. I’m sorry Eugene. As much as we’d love to go, we’re having a family game night tonight. It’s a very important ordeal,” Lance phrased carefully.

“A game night, huh? What kind of game?” Cassandra asked suspiciously.

Lance struggled to answer her question until Angry spoke up.

“It’s a...card game! One that we made up on the first day we moved here. It’s actually a deck that Lance kept from the orphanage so it’s very sentimental. It serves as a reminder of the family bond that we have created and how we will always love each other no matter what.”

Catalina and Lance gaped at her, and Rapunzel gave her a big hug.

“Aww, you guys that’s amazing! Sounds like such a great family activity! We’ll leave you to it!” the princess exclaimed.

Cassandra objected.

“Wait, Raps maybe we should-”

“Thank you so much for stopping by!” Lance said, while practically pushing them out the door.

“I don’t think-” Cass started.

Catalina slammed the door quickly, and the group let out a sigh of relief when Rapunzel and gang were finally gone.

“You are one good liar,” Lance smiled at Angry.

She gave him a sly smile.

“Well, I did learn from the best!”

“Believe me, it’s Lance. He was acting way too strange back there,” Cass told Eugene when they got back to the palace.

“Oh, that’s just like you Cassandra. Going after my best friends.”

Cass scoffed. “Though it may be hard to get through your head, this isn’t actually about you, Fitzherbert. You seriously don’t see all the obvious clues?” she asked condescendingly.

Rapunzel heard their fighting and stepped in the middle of them to break it up.

“Woah, woah, slow down you guys! I’m not quite sure what this is all about, but you heard what Angry said, Cass. They’re having a special family game night and it’s understandable why they couldn’t come,” Rapunzel told her sympathetically.

“Raps, trust me, it’s all a cover-up! It has to be Lance,” Cass repeated.

“Cassandra I have to side with Eugene on this one. I mean, being a parent is hard work...” Rapunzel trailed off.

“Ugh, fine. But when we get to the party and it really is Lance, I can’t wait to see the looks on both of your faces,” Cass jeered.

Once Eugene and Cassandra filled Rapunzel in on the whole “secret party thing,” she was thrilled and wanted to go as soon as possible. As the sun began to set, the group met up at the opening to the underground tunnels wearing cloaks with hoods to conceal their identities. They jumped down into the entrance, and Rapunzel started navigating using the map and a torch so that they could see where they were going. She really missed her glowing hair at times like these.

“Listen, guys. I’ve been in the tunnels multiple times and they are lined with booby traps. We have to be very carefu-”

She was cut off when Eugene stepped on a loose brick in the floor, triggering two arrows to come flying at his fiancee. They were luckily blocked by the torch in her hand.

“Nice going,” Cassandra remarked.

“Well, that’s one down,” Rapunzel laughed nervously.

After about an hour of walking, the group neared the end of the tunnels. They were able to make it through mostly unscathed, though Eugene did trigger his fair share of booby traps. The map led them down one more tunnel which felt very familiar to Rapunzel, but she wasn’t quite sure how. The tunnel ended with a ladder leading up to a trap door that the group assumed was the entrance to the party. Eugene was holding the map now, and they waited for him to say the password so that they could get in. Eugene glanced at the paper quizzically and cleared his throat.

“Boats.”

When nothing happened, Cassandra looked at him in disbelief.

“Boats? Are you serious? That’s the dumbest password I have ever heard.”

“It’s not like I came up with it, Cass!”

Rapunzel heard a gear begin to turn and quickly shushed them.

“Shh guys! Listen!”

The sound of gears turning grew louder until the trap door started to slowly open.

“Ha! I told you! Maybe this guy just has a thing about boats?” Eugene whispered.

“Does Lance have a thing for boats?” Cass asked sarcastically.

“...I’m not answering that.”

The group climbed up the ladder and in through the door, slightly scared of what they might find.

“Remember, we are here to stop this party. While we can have some fun, please try not to get too sucked in,” Cassandra told the couple.

The first thing Rapunzel noticed was the music. It was incredibly loud for just a small band, and she saw that the instruments had been hooked up to a speaker of some kind to amplify their sound. The room was packed with people and it was incredibly dark except for hues of pink, green, and blue light shining in all directions. The light also seemed to be spinning somehow. Before she could tell what was actually making the room glow, she was pushed in the direction of a clump of people dancing and yelling. Rapunzel couldn’t resist and jumped right in with the rest of them.

Eugene was the last one out of the trapdoor, and he was also pretty blown away by the sight of the event. He saw Cassandra waiting in a corner and walked up to her.

“This is some party, huh? By the way, have you seen Rapunzel?”

Cass gestured to the mosh pit-like clump in the middle of the room.

“We already lost her,” she shrugged.

Eugene watched as Rapunzel quickly became the life of the party, and it took him back to their first day in Corona together.

“Yeah, I should have seen that coming,” he laughed. “Should we go join her?”

Cassandra shrunk back into her corner.

“Parties aren’t really my scene, but knock yourself out Fitzherbert,” she told him as she pushed him out into the crowd.

“Just remember to arrest Lance when you find him!” Cass shouted to him.

Eugene found Rapunzel and they began dancing together as the last song ended.

Suddenly, the crowd became quiet and moved to make way for a man in a bedazzled suit holding a microphone-type device who stepped up on the stage. At first, there was only a shadow, but a spotlight flipped on and Eugene could clearly see who it was.

The Captain gasped.

“Lance?”

Cassandra hadn’t been paying attention but tuned back in when she heard that she had been right. She quickly ran over to the couple to brag to Eugene.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for making it out here tonight!” Lance began.

The crowd erupted into applause, including Rapunzel who was sincerely enjoying the moment.

“Let’s give a big round of applause for our band, coming all the way from the Snuggly Duckling!”

The crowd cheered once again, Rapunzel getting even more into it when she saw all the thugs on the stage.

Once the applause died down, the music started back up again and Lance brought out a flashcard from his pocket.

“And now...the moment you have all been waiting for…”

A confetti cannon exploded somewhere near the front of the stage and the lights all focused on the middle of the stage.

“The one who made the magic happen...”

“Wait what?” Cassandra whispered.

“I told you it wasn’t Lance!” Eugene whispered back.

There was a loud throat clear from behind the curtain.

“Oh excuse me, I mean the science, happen,” Lance corrected.

“The alchemist of the hour...”

The group’s jaw dropped as a red smoke bomb erupted, and a familiar kid in a huge coat and a metal mask appeared from the fog.

“Variannnnnn!”

The eccentric alchemist threw his mask into the audience, spread his arms out wide, and pasted a huge smile on his face, taking in all the praise. He really knew how to work the crowd.

“How’s everybody doing tonight?!” Varian called out to the crowd.

Varian took an alchemy ball in his hand and threw it in the air, making a shower of some sort of blue potion fall around everyone.

The crowd cheered loudly in response, but Rapunzel, Cassandra, and Eugene were still trying to figure out what was happening.

“Varian! Varian! Varian!” The crowd chanted.

“Oh, please let’s cheer for something that’s really worth cheering for!” Varian called out. “Alchemy! Alchemy!”

“Alchemy Alchemy!” The crowd joined in.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Varian unleashed another bomb of color, dousing everyone in purple this time.

He signaled the band.

“Let’s get this party started!”

“Hot fizzy chocolate! Get your hot fizzy chocolate right here, folks!” Angry called out.

Rapunzel stood in shock as the party moved around her.

“Varian?” she asked in disbelief.

“Varian,” Angry replied nonchalantly as she handed the princess a drink.

Angry and Catalina were going around the room with plates of ham sandwiches, and the famous “fizzy hot chocolate.”

“Family game night. Sure...” Rapunzel trailed off upon seeing them.

She took a sip of the drink in her hand and was delighted by the sweet taste.

“Oooo! This is delicious!”

Cassandra was pacing around on a space on the floor, trying to figure out how she guessed wrong.

“All of this sleuthing the whole day just to find out that Varian is the party animal? How does that make any sense?”

A blond-haired boy not much older than the famed alchemist heard her statement and scooted up next to her.

“Haha, no, no, no. Goggles isn’t the party animal.”

He turned her to face the stage to see Varian throwing Ruddiger, covered in glowing alchemy, into the crowd.

“That is.” He smirked.

“Make way for the party animal!!” Someone random shouted.

Cassandra just stared, completely dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, Eugene was struggling to process everything that was happening.

“Hairstripe is the one- I don’t- Come on, he’s a nerd!!”

Apparently, he said the last part of that statement a bit too loudly, because the music immediately stopped and the crowd became silent.

“Looks like someone out there has challenged The Alchemist in a rap battle!” Lance announced.

“Oooooh!” The crowd said in unison.”

“What? No, I didn’t-“

Eugene looked to Varian in the corner, who was already preparing by cracking his neck and his knuckles.

Lance ushered Eugene up on the stage, his hood still obscuring most of his face.

“And what is your name good sir?” The announcer asked in a dramatic manner.

“Ah. My name. Well, which one would you like? I do have three,” Eugene replied.

Lance became very alert at this and took a better look at the man next to him.

“Eugene?”

Eugene pulled off his hood and Varian looked at him in shock.

“Eu-Eugene! Uh...hi?” Varian nervously waved.

Rapunzel was enjoying all of the activities that the party had to offer. Her favorites so far were the glowing, colorful potions that exploded in her face when shaken, turning her hair different colors. Rapunzel’s hair was now full of pink, blue, and purple and she was having the time of her life at Varian’s party. She especially loved the middle of the crowd and all of the dancing. Everything was going well until she twirled a bit too fast, and her hood flung off of her head, exposing her to everyone.

Varian looked away from Eugene to see the Princess standing in the middle of the room.

“Rapunzel! You’re here too, heh,” Varian voiced nervously.

“And I’m supposing Cass-”

Cassandra threw off her hood, accidentally-on-purpose, smacking the smart aleck kid next to her.

The whole room went quiet, and the crowd exchanged muffled whispers.

Varian turned back to Eugene with a defeated kind of demeanor.

“So I’m guessing you’re here to shut down the party, heh.” He looked down and nervously held his arm across his body.

Eugene was about to say something but stopped himself when he looked around. He saw a whole group of people watching Varian, waiting for what he was going to do or say next. For the first time in his life, Varian was actually popular and people were enjoying the talents that he had. No one was jeering at him or making him feel bad if there was a slight explosion, it was all apart of the fun. The alchemist had come so far from being one of Corona’s most wanted, and this party was a way for him to boost his self-esteem. He could at least let it go on for one more night.

After a moment, Eugene finally spoke.

“Shut down the party? No way! The last time I checked I had a rap battle to win.”

Varian slowly looked up at Eugene and a bright smile started to form. Eugene gave the kid a wink, making Varian laugh out of relief.

“You heard him, folks! The Alchemist vs...” Lance trailed off.

“What do you want your name to be Eugene?”

Eugene glanced at a potion on the table and stated proudly.

“How about Flynnolium.”

Varian’s face lit up for a second, but he quickly regained his smirk.

“You’re going down,” He told Eugene, playfully.

“Prepare to eat your words, kid.”

“Ladies and Gentlemen! Get ready for our next science rap battle! Flynnolium vs. The Alchemist!” Lance announced.

“Wooo!!! Go Eugene!! Go Varian!!” Rapunzel shouted.

“Yeah!” Eugene yelled, hyping himself up. “Wait, did you say science-”

“Go!”

Eugene was completely out of breath by the end of the rap battle, and he had lost by a lot. He had to hand It to Varian, the kid knew his science.

“I hope I didn’t burn you too badly,” Varian joked after it was over.

“No, no. I’m okay. I’ll just have to piece my ego back together when I get back home.”

Varian chuckled and then changed his tone.

“I have to ask, why are you letting me go on with the party?”

Eugene put a hand on Varian’s shoulder.

“Well there isn’t anything dangerous going on, and it seems like it’s a good thing for you. But I also have to ask, Varian, why did you keep all of this from us? I mean it seems like everyone in Corona knew about this club except Cassandra, Rapunzel, and me.”

“Hey, Captain!” Pete called, walking by with a ham sandwich.

“See?” Eugene motioned to him.

Varian laughed nervously.

“Heh, well I was just...worried that you guys wouldn’t like it? I don’t know. I mean I don’t want to lose you all as friends. I still wanted you all to come, though so that’s why I sent all of those “peace disturbance” reports as a way to indirectly invite you, heh.”

“You were the one behind those? Those drove me crazy kid! Your plan did work, though. I mean we’re all here and everyone seems to be having a great time.”

Varian started to smile a little more as Eugene went on.

“Varian, just know that we’re not just your friends, we’re your family, and we will always support you and be here for you no matter what. You can’t get rid of us this easily,” Eugene smirked.

Varian smiled brightly

“Thanks, for saying that,” he said sincerely.

“One thing that has been bugging me all night though; where did you find this awesome club?”

Varian looked blankly at the man.

“Find? Eugene this is my house. You’re in Old Corona,” he laughed.

The man facepalmed.

“How did I miss that?”

Varian laughed and walked over to where Rapunzel and Cassandra were talking.

“I see someone’s been having some fun with the explosives,” Varian said, pointing out Rapunzel’s hair.

“Oh, haha yes! They’re so much fun!” Rapunzel giggled.

“Ha, I’m glad you like them!” He told her.

“And how are you making the room glow like this? It’s incredible!” she exclaimed, looking around.

“The power of alchemy, heh!”

No one could tell from the darkness of the room, but Varian was blushing big time. He had never really experienced people actually liking his inventions and alchemy, and he was glad that he could provide something for the people of Corona to enjoy after all that he put them through.

While Varian was occupied, Cassandra walked over to Eugene to talk to him.

“What was all of that back there? Are you making him shut down the party?” She asked.

“Well turns out Varian was actually the one behind the ‘complaints.’ He just wanted us to come but wasn’t sure how to ask.”

“Well that does sound like Varian,” Cassandra stated.

“Definitely. And I mean no one is in danger and no laws are being broken, so I just figure let the kid have some fun and some time in the spotlight.” Eugene added.

“I’m proud of you, Fitzherbert. You’re much more tolerable now than when I first met you.”

“I’m going to take that as a compliment,” Eugene laughed.

Cassandra turned back to Varian.

“So, you’re the one who’s behind all of the noise complaints. I should have guessed,” Cassandra remarked.

Varian laughed nervously.

“Heh, yeah.”

“Varian this party is absolutely amazing! I never knew you to be the party-planning type!

Rapunzel exclaimed.

The alchemist chuckled.

“Haha, heh, well honestly it just kind of happened! I never meant for it to turn into this.”

Eugene, Lance, and the girls walked over to where the group was sitting to join in the conversation.

“I’m sorry, Hairstripe, did you say that you didn’t mean for this party to happen? How is that even possible?” Eugene asked.

“Ooh yes! Tell them the story!” Catalina spoke up.

“Well okay. So first what happened was I met this guy when I was traveling to Bayangor to get some special parts for a project and-”

“You talkin’ about me?” The blond boy asked, popping up directly behind Varian.

“Gah! Yes. Don’t interrupt.” Varian told him, gritting his teeth. “So then I-”

“Wait, Varian, who’s your friend?” Rapunzel cut him off.

Varian huffed.

“Everybody this is Hugo. Hugo this is everybody. So after I-”

“You’re not gonna introduce your friends to me, Goggles? Specifically that beautiful tall one in the corner?”

Hugo winked at Cassandra who rolled her eyes.

“In your dreams, kid,” she scoffed.

Varian snorted.

“That’s Cass. I wouldn’t get too close if I were you, heh. Now as I was saying-”

“Oh, this must be the beautiful Princess Rapunzel of Corona!” Hugo exclaimed.

“Ugh, you know what, Hugo? Why don’t you tell the story,” Varian said, offended.

Hugo paid him no attention and continued on with his flirting.

“I see why people refer to you as the Sundrop,” he teased.

Rapunzel chuckled uncomfortably and Eugene shot him a death glare.

“Ha ha hello? Yeah buddy, she’s my Sundrop.”

Varian cleared his throat.

“That’s great, now can we please get back to my stor-”

“Captain Eugene Fitzherbert, I presume?” Hugo went on.

“Yeah, kid. You’re looking at him.” Eugene stated.

“May I just say you are-”

The Captain cut him off.

“Let me guess, you’re the con-artist type who gets through life by flirting with everyone and taking advantage of people. Trust me, kid. That life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.”

Hugo was finally rendered speechless and Varian sighed in relief.

“Finally. Thanks, Eugene. So Hugo basically stalked me back to my house and helped me put together my newest invention, then invited a few of his ‘friends’ over and the number kept growing. Before I knew it I was running a club, heh. Lance and the girls showed up a week ago while it was happening and they wanted to be involved. I made Lance my Emcee and Angry and Catalina got to help with the food.”

“Which has its benefits because we get to eat most of it!” Catalina added.

“Though I don’t know why it always has to be ham sandwiches. Why not turkey or something? Switch it up, V!” Angry mentioned.

“It’s a delicacy and everybody loves them. Not happening,” Varian shot back.

Hugo found his words again and spoke up.

“Just for the record, I did not stalk you. I told you I could help multiple times before following you home. There’s a difference, Goggles.”

“Eugene can you do that thing you did earlier to shut him up? It was much more peaceful five minutes ago,” Varian remarked sarcastically.

“’Goggles’ is also my nickname! Does this kid have any original ideas?” Eugene remarked under his breath.

“No. He does not.” Varian replied.

“He’s not wrong. By the way, Hairstripe is a great nickname! Might have to start using that one,” Hugo taunted, winking at Eugene.

Cassandra spoke up and interrupted their fighting.

“Varian, by the way, what does your dad think of all this?”

“And now folks, let’s give it up for our DJ, The Knight of the Night!” Lance announced.

Quirin came onto the stage wearing his whole Dark Kingdom uniform and started messing with some new sound equipment Varian had set up.

“You know, I’d say he’s pretty okay with it,” Varian laughed, pointing behind him.

“And his partner, the King of Chaos!” The emcee called out.

Edmund walked on to the stage and started DJing with Quirin. They actually put together some pretty good music.

Eugene’s jaw dropped.

“My dad is in on this too?”

“Hello, Horace! Glad you could come!” Edmund said, pointing Eugene out in the crowd.

“It’s Eugene!”

Hugo smirked and seized his moment.

“Aw come on, Horace. Don’t look so down. It’s a party after all,” he mocked.

“Kid, I swear, I can lock you up right now,” Eugene told him.

“Jail isn’t fun,” Varian whispered from behind him.

“Under what charges?” Hugo played.

“Well, we can always start with stalking a minor, but I’m sure there are plenty more.”

“Ha!” Varian jeered.

“Oh come on, guys we’re at a party! You don’t want to spend the whole night fighting! Let’s make the most of it!”

“Fine. Truce?” Eugene asked, holding out his hand to Hugo.

“Temporary truce,” he said as he shook it.

Rapunzel dragged all of her friends, including Hugo, into the crowd and they danced and shouted until their feet hurt and their voices were sore. It was a fantastic night for all of them.

Varian decided when the party had ended that this would be the last night for his club. It was a lot of work and he already had enough on his plate already. Besides, he didn’t need an adoring cheering his name to make him feel special, he had his family to remind him of that every day.

When most of the guests left, Varian had a huge mess to clean up, but all of his friends stayed behind to help him. He was so grateful to have such supportive and understanding companions like Rapunzel, Cassandra, Eugene, Lance, Angry, and Catalina, and he was even glad that he gained a new friend, Hugo, out of this whole ordeal. Even though the guy drove him up a wall sometimes.

Varian headed into work the next day with newfound confidence, knowing for sure that he could make fully working hot water machines for all of Corona to enjoy. In the beginning, to tell the truth, Varian had been slightly intimidated to be the “official Royal Engineer,” but after seeing how everyone loved and supported him for who he was, even if there was an occasional explosion, he was completely ready to take on the position and all of its challenges with his friends by his side. As he twisted in the last bolt on his machine, he could almost hear the crowd in the back of his mind, cheering him on.

“Varian! Varian! Varian!”

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A Man Like You (Dean-Charles Chapman Smut)

requested: yes/no (send us some requests!)

pairing: '20s!Dean-Charles Chapman x reader

warnings: smut, swearing, Gatsby references, ‘20s AU

word count: 1,959

a/n: Comment "grab that ass" if you enjoyed. Ryan took her sweet ass time writing this one, so we finished this during a salsa lesson where they only played "I Just Can't Stop" by Usher.

You had always heard about the lavish parties thrown by the mysterious Mr. Chapman. His parties rivaled those of Gatsby and were attended by some of the wealthiest, most celebrated figures. You felt out of place as if you didn't belong. Your dress was less than impressive compared to the hundreds of extravagantly dressed men and women, drinking copious amounts of champagne. Yet, here you were standing in the foyer of his imposing estate. The sound of the lively jazz band rang through the estate, as you wandered from one elaborate room to another, drifting from conversation to conversation.

Hours pass, and you find yourself tired, and a bit overwhelmed from all the socialization that night. However, you realize you have yet to have met the elusive host. You meandered through throngs of partygoers, occasionally stopping to ask where you could find the man of the hour, but no one seemed to know. No longer determined to discover his identity, you sink into a plush armchair in the midst of a heated literary discussion. That's when you notice a stunningly handsome man admiring you from afar. His appealing expression brought a small smile to your face as you looked away coyly. Your eyes drifted back to his, which were still glued to you. A smirk played on his lips, as he scanned you from head to toe; you couldn't help but blush. Your eyebrow perked at him and he slightly raised his glittering glass in your direction. You bit your lip and turned back to the people around you, attempting to blend back into the conversation about Mr. Twain.

Seconds later, the man began making his way over to you, grabbing another glass from a waiter passing by. You fiddled with the hem of your dress, as butterflies began to flutter in your stomach. Your once-prominent courage seemed to sink away from you as his daring eyes grew closer to you. He leaned against the broad back of your chair, listening to one of the men in the group discuss how much of genius Twain was. You pursed your lips, sitting up in the chair, but sharing the same edge as the man. He slyly handed you the other glass and you gingerly took a sip.

"Tom, when you say genius, I hope that you've been comparing it to something more its caliber. In consideration of Edith Wharton, Twain is trivial." A corner of your mouth quipped into a smirk at the cool remark made by the man at your side.

The man, seemingly Tom, furrowed his brows and fought to roll his eyes. "Nice party, Dean," he nodded.

You could hear the cocky smile in Dean's voice above you. "It's fun, isn't it?" Enjoying the spectacle before you, you take the opportunity to send Tom a derisive look. "If I remember correctly, you threw a party last week, didn't you, Tom?" His hand was close enough to you that you felt his fingers brush against your exposed shoulder. "Were any of you there? I seemed to have missed the invite?" You bit back a snicker, as everyone else exchanged puzzled glances.

"Well, at least I attended my party. Where the hell is this Chapman fellow?" Tom responded rather defensively, which seemed to betray his stern face.

"Probably fucking your mother or did you take care of her yourself?" Dean jeered. You took another sip of your drink to hide the smile playing upon your lips. A man approached your group, whispering closely to a woman across from you, bringing a rather disappointed frown to her face. Dean took this opportunity to lean closer to your ear. "Would you like to see more of the house?" You sat back to peer up at him with a furrowed brow and he winked, holding his hand out for you. You mildly looked around the group and shrugged, letting him pull you from the plush armchair you were perched upon.

You were all but wrapped around his arm as he led you through a vast archway and around a few corners, pointing out discoloring in some of the gold accents. After passing through a few hallways reality hit. "We shouldn't be doing this."

Dean chuckled, turning to you slightly as you walked. "And why not?"

You gestured around you like it was obvious. "We're guests. What if Mr. Chapman found out we were just wandering around in his house?"

"I really don't believe he would mind," he answered with a small smirk.

You stopped walking, keeping him glued to your side. "And how would you know? No one's met him." You attempted to keep the rather childish wonder out of your voice but Dean's demeanor had suggested he had been keeping the host's secret for long enough.

"Love, I am Mr. Chapman."

"And you live here..." you paused, narrowing your eyes in a rather leering manner, "by yourself?"

He gave you a slight shrug. "I mean..."

"How could a woman refuse such a man like you?" You dramatically taunted and he rolled his eyes playfully.

Next thing you know, you two were a tangled mess of wandering touches and searing lips pressing against sensitive pressure points. He fisted your embellished skirt in his hands, pulling you closer to his body as he kicked the door shut. One of his hands reached out to rest against the wood so he wasn't throwing your back against the door while you fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, as his lips trailed a roadmap from your jaw to your collarbone, leaving marks as he moved. You felt his smile behind each one as your breath became slightly uneven in the heat of the moment. His hands traveled down your hips to the back of your thighs, squeezing abruptly as he brought himself to his knees. You let out a slight moan and he chuckled. "We're just getting started, love." You tugged your hands through his dark hair, leaning fully against the wooden door as he kissed your inner thigh, allowing his teeth to graze against your skin, eliciting a moan to fall from your slightly parted lips. He gripped onto the hem of your dress, standing once again to slip your dress over your head. "No slip? Dirty girl," he leered.

"Shut up," you snapped, pushing him further into the room. He slipped his suit jacket off of his established shoulders, taking his shirt with it, giving you a cheeky, little smile. You had him right where you wanted him. You moved closer to him, pressing your lips against his and backing the two of you towards the bed before the backs of his knees hit the bed frame, sending the two of you onto the bed. You straddled his waist, your fingers dancing to unbutton his pants as he propped himself up on his elbows to watch you.

"You look good on top," he quirked, his cocky grin coming into view.

You bit back a chuckle, making eye contact with him. "Oh, so am I doing all the work then?" He chuckled rather darkly and pushed his knee up so you fell against him again, but he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you beneath him.

"I never said I wanted you on top." You're breath hitched in your chest as he placed open-mouthed kisses down your body, stopping just below your navel. Dean's blue eyes flashed up to yours as if to allude to his dirty thoughts of what he was planning to do next. Your look matched his as he wrapped one of his arms around your leg, moving to bury his face between your legs. "Where were we?" He asked, raising an eyebrow in your direction before placing his lips against the small bruise on your inner thigh he had created earlier. You let out an uneven breath as his mouth then pressed against your abdomen, dangerously close to the hem of your underwear. His breath was hot against your already wet core as his lips connected to your clothed center, sucking lightly, before his tongue darted out and into you. Keeping your underwear between the two of you was a power play that you were growing to hate and he quickened his pace.

You arched your back slightly, biting back a low moan. "Shhh," he mumbled against you, the vibration of his voice sending shockwaves through your core. He pushed aside your underwear and slipped a finger inside of you, his mouth against you once more. You could feel him smiling as you ran your hand through your hair and your thighs tightened around his head.

"Dean..." you moaned. He broke away from you. He hooked a finger into the waistband of your underwear, sliding them down your legs, and tossing them aside, moving from between your legs to press against you again. You brought his lips to yours again, throwing as much passion behind the act as you could. His hand moved to caress your breast, while the other pulled you up against him to work at unfastening your bra. You buried your face in his shoulder, biting at his collarbone. "I want you inside me," you groaned, tugging at his pants. At this point, Dean finally made eye contact with you, the lust blown look in his eyes sent goosebumps spreading across your skin. Once he had shed the last remnants of his clothing, you could help but admire Dean in all his glory, and it was evident he was doing the same to you.

He took his moment to rub the pad of his thumb over your bottom lip with an almost prideful look in his eye. You brought your knee up to rest against his side. He kissed you briefly then his lips settled against your jaw and your chest. Your body shivered with anticipation as he positioned himself, pushing one of your legs up to rest on his thigh. You gripped onto his upper arms as he finally buried himself inside of you. His hands tightened into the mix of sheets and pillows surrounding your head as he began to snap his hips against yours. His jaw set in concentration with every movement he made. Your arms snaked around his torso, sliding down to grab his ass. Dean let out a breathy chuckle, quickening his pace at your action and leaning down to nip at the skin on your neck.

You dug your nails into his back, dragging them down slowly, eliciting a low moan from him. You felt the desire building up inside you with each of his determined strokes. His head tilted back in ecstasy, as you both came closer to the edge. "Fuck, you feel so good," he moaned into your ear as your walls clenched around him. His thrusts became less rhythmic as he picked up his pace. You wrap a leg around his hip driving him deeper into you, somehow finally finding just the right angle. The pleasure that seemed like a dull ache before intensified rapidly, causing a wave of bliss to wash over you. Seeing you ride out your orgasm, pushed Dean further over the edge, causing him to pull out. He reached down to jerk himself off, your hand catching his wrist. His eyes met yours as you began finishing him yourself. "Fuck," he moaned as you tugged on his cock. He closed his eyes as he finally reached his climax.

Dean collapsed next to you, taking you in his arms moments later. As your breathing evened, you were finally able to collect your thoughts. "Don't get too cocky, but that might've been the best sex I've ever had."

Dean let out a laugh, a sultry look in his eye. "You up for round two?"

#dean charles chapman #smut #imagine #oneshot #gatsby au #1920s #1917 #game of thrones #tommen baratheon #dean charles chapman x reader #dean charles chapman imagine #dean charles chapman smut #george mackay

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talkativeanonymous · 1 year

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Sorry guys i'm sick, the only thing you'll be getting out of me creatively is shoddy flipaclip doodles til I feel better-

Anyways, half-remnants au and ghost au doodles under the cut (worried about the potential clutter ;-;)

YES YAMATO IS A REMNANT, Tsurugi still gets his unfortunate 'I lose all my friends to despair' thing, but hey! at least he can get them back this time, yeesh.

oh and ghost au fic spoilers under this, even though some may have seen it coming bcs cmon.. mikako is an exorcist, and it would be fun if she could see the ghosts

"Why is she staring at us" "I don't know people don't do that. We're literally dead."

"You're *very* loud..."

#i need to give mikako a break lmao #dra #satsuki iranami #teruya otori #mikako kurokawa #tsurugi kinjo #kiyoka maki #mitsuhiro higa #my art #dra remnants au #dra ghost au

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talkativeanonymous · 1 year

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HI?? HI HELLO HI I WAS. BROWSING THROUGH THE DRA TAG WHEN I SAW YOUR HALF-REMNANTS AU AND I LOVE IT SM

AWW thats so sweet!! Thank you so much!!

It was inspired by quite a few things to make it, a big one being a writing from @/dra-and-sdra2-imagine-writer where half of the cast is remnants and the other half is normal, you should check them out if you want to read it!

Anyways.. I hope to draw some more for it very soon! I'm just taking a small break because of artblock and bad mental health, but after I finish requests hopefully im ready to do more for it again.

psst heres the dra remnants list, there is a sdra2 remnants cast buuut i forgot why they're remnants and i forgot the timeline for it LMAO.. its somewhere in my notes, but im a little lazy.

DRA Remnants

Yuki (Utsuro) Maeda Akane Taira Teruya Otori Satsuki Iranami Kizuna Tomori Mitsuhiro Higa Yamato Kisaragi Kinji Uehara Kakeru Yamaguchi

#talkative answers #dra remnants au

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summerotakuchan · 3 years

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Sneak peek for "Remnants of Hope" AU

#Sora #Yuki Maeda #Maeda Yuki #Sdra2 #Dra #Danganronpa Another #Super Danganronpa Another 2 #Remnants of Hope AU #The Tragedy (Danganronpa)#Sneak peek #Danganronpa Another: Remnants of Hope

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summerotakuchan · 3 years

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Maeda Yuki/Sora Characters: Sora (Dangan Ronpa), Yuki Maeda, Yoruko Kabuya, Shobai Hashimoto, Iroha Nijiue, Yuri Kagarin, Hajime Makunouchi, Magorobi Emma, Chiebukuro Setsuka, Otonokoji Hibiki, Otonokoji Kanade, Kasai Shinji, Yomiuri Nikei, Sannoji Mikado, Utsuro (Dangan Ronpa), Akane Taira, Tsurugi Kinjo, Rei Mekaru, Otori Teruya, Maki Kiyoka, Higa Mitsuhiro, Tomori Kizuna, Hatano Ayame, Yamaguchi Kakeru, Inori Kanata, Uehara Kinji, Kobashikawa Haruhiko, Iranami Satsuki, Kisaragi Yamato, Kurokawa Mikako, Mitsume Kokoro Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Remnants of Hope, Cussing, LGBTQ Themes Series: Part 1 of DRA - R.O.H

#Danganronpa Another: Remnants of Hope #Remnants of Hope AU #Archive of Our Own #Dra #Sdra2

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imaginefanganronpas · 5 years

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May I have some Yuki (well, Utsuro in this case) x Shinji HCs for the Remnants of Despair AU?

Am I a dumb thot for doing this request earlier than all the other one’s that are still sitting in my ask box and tormenting my dreams, begging to be written?

Yes. Yes I am. But this is about the Remnants of Despair Au I am very proud of and I feel so honored that someone would request that it was quite important to me. I don’t know if I did my own au justice though, someone make me better at writing-

(Warnings for a toxic relationship, what did you expect from two despairs, really? Also a mentioned suicide)

Utsuro x Shinji (Remnants of Despair)

-Shinji fell into despair much later than Yuki, the two travelled through the despairing world together to try and meet up with the others

-Shinji always concluded that Utsuro’s tired and apathetic demeanor was trauma hitting his little bro, trying to cheer him up or motivate him like always, but Utsuro didn’t care about any of that at all and outright ignored him whenever he tried, which worried Shinji a lot

-Shinji protected Utsuro from literally everything, desperate to keep him save and meet up with the others while Utsuro remained apathetic but silent about the fact that he wasn’t Yuki anymore

-But then imagine Shinji’s shock when ‘Yuki’ commits suicide right in front of him and makes him fall into despair, oh, he was screaming and crying and pulling at his hair, it was delicious despair. Utsuro felt always back for him, faking his suicide like that, but it needed to be done. He was too optimistic, too hopeful, it needed to be stopped immediately

-And then Utsuro returned to the poor despairing Shinji and the two became a team, with Shinji basically becoming Utsuro’s protector and horribly dependant on him, mainly because he couldn’t lose him again and would do literally everything for him, which eventually resulted in Shinji basically becoming Utsuro’s pet, leash and everything

-Shinji kept Utsuro safe from basically everything, but that also meant that Shinji tended to lose control, so Utsuro had to keep him in check and make sure he didn’t get dirty, because once Shinji tastes blood, he wants all of it

-Shinji carries Utsuro literally everywhere and WILL throw a fit when someone but him is allowed to carry his precious treasure

-Utsuro is stern but loving, especially towards Shinji, always scolding him when he gets blood all over himself again but always sure to tell him that he did a good job at the end of the day and allowing him to sleep in bed with him (He always allows it because Utsuro can be soft)

-Utsuro secretly really enjoys it to see Shinji getting jealous over literally anything, he thinks its kinda cute, especially for a big and strong guy like Shinji

-Shinji was supposed to be a scapegoat in emergencies, meaning he would sacrifice himself to let Utsuro escape, but the ginger returned to Shinji, not wanting to go without him, because they have actually become quite dependant of each other.

-Not a single mean word to Utsuro, not even look at him the wrong way, do not even THINK about him the wrong way or Shinji will blast you to oblivion and then go to Utsuro for approval and praise

-Shinji always asks but once he gets the approval from Utsuro, the ginger is smothered in kisses, all over the face, neck, hands, basically every inch of bare skin that Shinji can reach, drooling a little bit because he is all over Utsuro

-Whenever Utsuro is carried by Shinji he cards his hand through the red hair, it’s weirdly comforting and Shinji enjoys it too, even if it is super distracting, but he would never say that to Utsuro

-Shinji is the only one that can make Utsuro genuinely smile and Utsuro is the only one that can make Shinji drop everything he does and immediately come for a quick kiss or just a pat on the head

-It’s not a healthy relationship, but the only thing that was left for them was each other, so they made the best of the situation, so don’t take that from them or they will kill you, no mercy

#sdra2 #remnants of despair au #my writing #dra utsuro #yuki maeda #Shinji Kasai #yuki x shinji #utsuro x shinji #tw: suicide mention #tw: toxic relationship

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About that comment you did that Utsuro "Defaults to kindness when he's bored", it makes sense when you compare his actions pre-despair with those of the other two "My talent(s) makes everything boring for me" characters. Junko pretty much caused the apocalypse because she was bored with everything except Despair, and Izuru just stays in the sidelines until something/one catches his attention. Meanwhile, Utsuro tried to use the Divine Luck to help people when he was bored.

The following broadcast was recorded in front of a studio audience.

Characters Analyzed/ Talked About: Utsuro, Izuru, Junko, Muruko, Hajime, Makoto, Yuki, Akane

Information Sources: Dra, Sdra2, Sdr2, Despair Girls, Slight lean on the anime for help, mutual's au that I adore (I only prove it to be possible don't @ me for adoring the consistent details and amount of work put into such a cute au)

I mean he did it in attempts to feel something, and that was what made me value him more as a person and ultimately feel more sympathetic to his death. He was also the only one out of the three that wanted to and went through several methods to try to end it all quietly and peacefully. Compared to Junko who wanted to bring everyone down with her, he is the most sympathetic mastermind we have ever had in a series like this.

There is even proof that he did this, as the second games plot almost revolves around that fact, adding along with the ending of dra. I don't like how Kinjo took the opportunity that Utsuro gave him and turned himself into a bitter criminal. The various people he had saved often turned rather bitter individuals in general, leading to the events that unfolded in the second game. I do not think that Utsuro had any idea that this would have happened nor wanted that kind of effect in the first place. He wanted to help others that were just as damaged as him. They let the sins of greed and envy course through their veins until there was nothing left to consume them.

One could make the comment that he is the lawless hero turned anti-hero via manipulation. Utsuro seemed utterly intimidated by that devil you'd call a diva. She in a way, was much more powerful than he was from the very beginning, and that is very, very scary to think about given the context.

Which makes it about a thousand times funnier how Makoto just ripped through her entire plan with a metaphorical "got you bitch".

I'd love to see how Utsuro and Hajime would have interacted. Izuru would have maybe kept his attention just as Junko seemed to due to that common trait of being bored of every damn thing in existence.

There was something really weird about Izuru though. Wasn't he to answer to the heads of the academy that initially created him in the first place? I can understand with his moral compass being wiped would have made it easy to say that he let everything around him fall him purely due his lack of caring. There is a very big flaw with that though, as Hajime was also aware was he not? That would explain why Izuru had such a teary reaction to Chiaki's death.

It's fair to say that Hajime most likely knows exactly what happened, but was too burred back to react to it until that even, causing Izuru to break away from Junko as response. That also explains the destruction of the Skirokuma and Kurokuma-Junko assimilated Monokuma bots at the end of Despair Girls.

He was the only one out of the three that also didn't have a desire to die, but I wonder if that was because of Hajime's will or Izuru's own choice not to do or express anything about the topic itself. I do not believe in the title that was given to him, he was not the Ultimate Hope, as he had no moral compass. He was a manufactured hope, a failed experiment that costed the lives of the entire Hope's Peak student body and staff, save for the remnants and Makoto's surviving class members.

Utsuro may have been able to get along with both sides of that coin, but I have a feeling he'd alter a the timeline had they met before the Kamakura project took place. It would have been either a good, or rather, really really bad outcome for him. Be blessed by Utsuro, only to most likely be killed by Junko's manipulating anime with the rest of the reserve course. What a sad fate that would be. I'm glad Hajime is ok though, sarcastic boys are great.

I'm not sure what would have happened if he had met Makoto before being pulled by Junko's strings. He was already dead before the events of Makoto's killing game.... That's what I really liked about your au, because you got it right. Utsuro was dead before it all, I see all of these like "adoption" aus that have the flaw of incorrect timing it just rubs me the wrong way.

I wonder if Mukuro was sympathetic too, she had a great love her sister that much I can tell you. She stayed with that bitch regardless of all the abuse she was dished out to receive for doing so. Even ignoring the times where Junko tried attacking her with a knife (in the anime). It was only at the moment of her death that Mukuro most likely understood that she was never going to get anything back from her "younger" sister, which only threw her into more despair during her death.

Your whole au with Makoto being able to deal with both Utsuro and Mukuro are totally possible in a way with two possibilities.

1. Utsuro showed up before the events of Mukuro's death

2. Mukuro had possessed Makoto before Utsuro showed up, but he appeared before the events of the first trial with Sayaka and Leon

I'm not too sure as to how Akane plays in that mix in any other way other than to follow Utsuro to his grave. Which with her body being alive but braindead, is almost impossible due to the power of Divine Luck. Sure even Yuki takes her body after Sdra2 but does the warrant the death to her altogether? I'm not entirely sure...

The only theory I can come up with is that with the process of Yuki overriding her, her soul was then released and replaced. That's the only way I can see that she would be able to do that, but I'm not sure when Akane would be able to be released as Yuki was overrode after the events of Sdr2 in the Neo World Program. She would have had to waited years to be released to attach onto Makoto, who already was possessed by Mukuro and Utsuro. I don't know if that you were really thinking about that when creating most of your fanart or not, but this theory would be consistent with a large majority of your drawings.

Thanks for sitting through another one of my TedTalks everybody.

#akane taira #yuki maeda #utsuro #utsuro dra #dra utsuro #sdra2 yuki #yuki sdra2 #dra #sdra2 au #danganronpa #major spoilers #danganronpa spoilers #dra spoilers #mukuro ikusaba #makoto naegi #hajime hinata #izuru kamakura

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