#jagopolis

[mlynar-nearl]

Hello! Hi, I promised some song recs, so here I am. I have a short Młynar playlist myself, but the catch is I keep the songs Polish-only for immersion, hah. I can quickly translate all of them for you though, so! If you'd like a full eng translation of any of those, lmk! This is getting a little long let me readmore this.

Wieża radości, wieża samotności by Sztywny Pal Azji (Tower of happiness, tower of loneliness). I see this song as very reminiscent of his mental state during his worst years, particularly the lyrics "I live in a high tower, it will defend me / I don't fight with anyone anymore, I don't fight for anything / On a stake are burning all my ideals", as a window into both his isolation and desolation, yet the chorus in itself is almost desperate for some form of getting out of it.

Next up, Chcemy być sobą by Perfect (We want to be ourselves). As the title suggests, it's a song about holding onto hope that one day the singer can simply be himself.. In regards to Młynar, the first verse in particular feels on-brand for him, as it describes a normal, mundane morning of bread, coffee, and a newspaper, before the singer describes throwing the mug at the wall and grabbing the first person he sees to yell at him I want to be myself yet, I want to be myself at last.

Halfway thru! Told you this is a long one haha. Jeszcze będzie przepięknie by Tilt (It will be beautiful yet). This is a very slow and quite a sad song, however it is ultimately about holding onto hope that one day, things will be beautiful, and normal. It opens with a very solemn description of the millions of faces and pains the singer has perceived, before it slowly shifts to a quiet, gradually building up chant of "It will be beautiful yet / It will be normal yet".

Last but not least, a shippy song, so Toland & Młynar get Na zawsze i na wieczność by Wilki (Forever and ever). It's a song about meeting someone for the first time... in the rain. It also has banger lyrics of "Our eyes finally met, like reflections of lost stars / You were close, I understood it all / The one who leaves will always be alone."

I have more but this ask is way too long haha. Have a nice listen, if you do!

it makes me grin like an idiot that "mlynar nearl music from polish bands" is now a genre of ask i get. sure i've gotten it twice now, but both times i've had so much fun and felt so Seen (pos) by other arknights fans that it's always a joy to get more. i really do love listening to non-english music! i'm one of those nerds who would love the power to speak any language fluently. i'm going to start rambling about how cool linguistics is to me if i keep offering my thanks for these so i won't do that and will just get to the point.

sorry if any of this is incoherent, i have mlynar nearl based autism and i haven't eaten anything all day.

first: OHHHH this is so perfect for how he thinks and feels and tries to pretend he is. i say pretend because he's not very good at making it perfectly that he is that person who doesn't care anymore. it's a very good mask, but it does slip, and it slips enough in narrative that we can say with confidence it's a lie he tells himself to try and survive. it's really difficult to be someone who cares but is so inherently helpless, especially when he inevitably has children and a family to care for. he has more going for him than the average kazimierzan, but in terms of what he can get away with, it's a lot less than a lot of people seem to think he's capable of. he tries so hard to be jaded and in some ways he is, in others, he can't fully desensitize himself to the suffering of others and the fact that he has beliefs of his own. and of course, how he would like to stop being in this in between place, but has no idea how to even get out of it after so many years painting himself into being the callous one out of his family.

second: that perfectly flows into this one genuinely. i like the calm beat of it and the flow of the music -u-

it makes me think of post-obscure wanderer where he has a motive to want to get better, to try something else in his life. he has a lot going on and i think an important choice made in OW for him is to decide to put effort into life, something he hasn't really done for a long time thanks to his crushing depression. the idea that everyone kind of refers to with him in canon, especially to some extent that toland and czcibor touch on in NL and OW respectively, that mlynar nearl is not the person we get to see so far, and that he used to be someone else- someone who could, possibly, come back.

third: OOBH this is also good for the similar themes above. it feels a lot like. like. the imagery of him traveling thru kazimierz before and after OW looking for schnitz and yolanta and how he says at the end of OW that whatever hope he's had over the last decade or so barely compares to how he feels right now when he has the little hint czcibor gave him. which is depressing in the context of how little that hint was, but sweet in the context of...it's such a huge improvement for him. he can do better. he's going to do better. there's hope for him! aaah!!! i'm so Normal!!!!

fourth: SHIP MUSIC LET'S GO i'm so normal about these two in a romantic context Genuinely they're so fascinating and so in love. imagery of light and stars always goes miles and miles with them, especially because of toland's description of the night they met, mlynar's rain themes, and how light and rain play against each other visually. and "the one who leaves will always be alone" NGNGNH mlynar having to leave and being ultimately more alone for how nobody in the city or in his family really understands his perspective on things, let alone the way toland does. they have such a unique relationship where they're two of the only people who truly understand each other on a deep emotional level. even their other old friends as far as we know, ie, czcibor, can't actually say they understand either one of them very well. they interface and communicate as people in such a distinct way that even the reader looking at their conversations has to pick out piece by piece what they're really saying, because their conversations flow so well and so subtly. ugh. i love them, i love their nonverbal and between-the-lines communications, and how much they are, in their own ways, a little bit emotionally diminished without each other. because they love and miss each other! auauhghughh!! <- the autism takes over

[iturbide]

Oh pfft I once posted a fic about Naga-possessed Chrom killing Robin at Dragon's Table. Good times good times

Hey, that's great! I hope you had fun with it!

[felikatze]

Seteth and Grima? An overprotective not-quite-a-dragon-anymore dragon dad and a demonic monster out to destroy the world? Damn Flayn will have the most intimidating step mom/ dad

No judgement just genuinely curious how that ship came to be 🤔

so in a flash of sudden confidence i signed up for nagamas in november. and because i said in my sign up i am a grima simp, i got grima prompts. which included, among more normal grima prompts

"Seteth/Grima: Grima gets isekai'd into three houses or something"

and. it struck me. "what the fuck. what is that." and then i snooped on my giftee's blog (jagopolis, hi), found the ONE artwork they did of this ship for a FEH zine, and i kept thinking about it. and thinking about it.

and i realized it works. bcuz like. gestures. they have very similar backstories, actually? the pick of choice was post-awakening grima, so they're both widowers, they've both been considered monsters by the world and hidden their true natures from it, but grima's was revealed and brought disaster. considering it's post awakening grima, both of them are fathers, and with how FP characterizes grima's feelings for morgan, both of them truly want what's best for their children, which might be at odds with what they personally want.

the way they just react to the loss of their loved ones and the world around them is completely different. grima opts to burn it all down, and seteth tries to keep it in stasis.

and flayn??? flayn. when read flayn supports for reference, i found out about. flayn's fear of sleep. because she was gravely wounded in the battle against nemesis and slept for a thousand years.

and. and. (GESTURES EXCITEDLY) SAME TRAUMA!!! HELLO!!! and. and the potential in flayn reminding grima of morgan. and the.

IT JUST WORKS????? i enjoyed writing that fic tremendously.

read it, please. i had fun with it, and i think its good, and it just WORKS???

[pulchinelle]

Testing a sort of new artstyle that I will keep since it is fun to use and feels more.. unique?

I have once again grabbed some friend ocs to do that! So in order

(Overblot) Carol by @fumikomiyasaki

Coilean by @jagopolis

Sigurd by @silent-dragon (hope I did him justice)

Emily Miller by @leonasbitties

[kuzuhinasecretexchange]

artist: @glitchygorge for: @jagopolis pairings/characters: kuzuhina, fuyuhiko kuzuryuu, hajime hinata ratings/warnings: gore in the bg??? ig prompt used: postgame, scars, loss artists notes: this was super fun to draw!!! I especially loved doing the pixel bg :D

[guinevere01]

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[ao3feed-danganronpa]

How To Learn To Enjoy Coffee In Four Days

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3b12f29

by Jagopolis

Peko decides to show Fuyuhiko a new cafe, and oh draconic gods help him, why is the barista hot.

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written for starryy-night for the Kuzuhina secret exchange

Words: 3552, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, Super Dangan Ronpa 2

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hinata Hajime, Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko, Pekoyama Peko

Relationships: Hinata Hajime/Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Alternate Universe - Urban Fantasy, Kuzuhina Secret Santa 2020

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3b12f29

[felikatze]

My @nagamas gift for @jagopolis !!! I had a TON of fun with this prompt!

Prompt: Grima/Seteth, Grima isekai'd into 3 houses after being killed in awakening.

Summary: On a bright and sunny day, Flayn goes fishing. A man drops out of the sky and into the fishing pond. That man would be the biggest headache of Seteth's life. Grima is surprised to be here.

Length: 6,221 words

I was hmmm inspired, to say the least. Absolutely galaxy brained prompt that now haunts me. Writing this made me beat Silver Snow.

I hope you enjoy it!!!

[kuzuhinasecretexchange]

Work Title: How To Learn To Enjoy Coffee In Four Days

Author: @jagopolis

For: @starryy-night

Pairings/Characters: Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu/Hajime Hinata, Peko Pekoyama

Rating/Warnings: General audiences, warning for a lot of foul language

Prompts used: Coffee Shop AU, urban fantasy

Author’s notes: I am so sorry for the foul language. And the other thing, I hope this small piece is to your liking! I adore modern/urban fantasy so I immediately jumped on board, and while coffee shop AUs are not something I often write, I think I did decently! Enjoy this small piece and glory to the lovely kuzuhina ship! Also, 10°C is 50°F.

Nobody liked Mondays.

And that was the fact as true as the sun setting every morning, the stars showing up at night, or that every full moon werewolves would go a bit feral.

Even the weather seemed to agree that Mondays are shit. The temperature was no higher than maybe 10°C if not for the wind, and the sky had that ugly, grey color of clouds that won’t bring rain, but will obscure the sunshine just because.

Amidst all that, just after they got a moment off their duties, Peko approached Fuyuhiko with an offer. Apparently, a new coffee shop opened nearby, and she was looking for a friend willing to visit it with her.

And, you know what? Yeah, sure, why not, any break from the bleak reality will make this boring day much more bearable.

Turns out the shop wasn’t even far from their workplace, they didn’t have to take a short-distance teleport, just a quick train ride. At least, it would be quick, if not for the elf who suddenly decided to argue with the driver. Seriously, even goddamn dragons aren’t that proud.

But finally, they arrived at their stop and headed towards their destination. It was in one of the more rural districts. With narrower streets, mainly small houses and equally small gardens.

“So, this is the fuss is all about?” Fuyuhiko mused out loud, judging the rather modest front of the cafe.

Peko nodded quietly, though what interested her more were the fluffy cushions leaning against one of the windows. Knowing her, they won’t leave without a new one.

This was actually a good opportunity to take a peek into the cafe. And it wasn’t anything stellar, truth be told. Just a few tables with chairs or more comfortable sofas, a small counter, and a single, tired employee checking something on his phone. No customers at this hour? Sheesh, if this is another shitty place… Fuyuhiko sighed and pushed the door, walking inside. What hit him immediately was the sheer intensity of magic woven into this place. It felt as if they transitioned from a shitty autumn Monday to a bright summer Sunday by just taking a single step. The interior transformed from a cheap look to a full-blown forest. With trees and birds singing and all that shit. And, yeah, Fuyuhiko was aware this is all just very good illusion magic at work but y’know, this shit is still impressive. Especially since he tried and failed miserably at learning it.

And then Fuyuhiko noticed that there is a fucking window with soft cushions next to him and all immersion went poof.

Peko, however, was absolutely taken in, and he knew that from the way her lips twitched in the slightest of smiles.

“…come on, let’s not keep the barista waiting,” he grumbled, before moving to the counter, now overgrown with moss and flowers. But behind it was the same, very bored barista, checking his phone. The audacity! Fuyuhiko very loudly clears his throat, and the guy finally has enough common fucking sense to look at his customers. “Welcome to our small shop, what do you desire?” barista’s voice was no less enthusiastic than the way he greeted his only customers, and Fuyuhiko was so, so fucking tempted to curse this idiot out right there and then. Let’s go. Let’s fucking go.

“What we fucking desire, is–” There was a hand on her shoulder, and Peko’s voice quickly cut him off. “We don’t desire anything, Fae. However, we would like to order an espresso and a caramel latte. With almond milk.”

…of fucking course it’s a fae. As if anything today can go right, he almost told his desires to a fae. Good job Fuyuhiko! Good job you idiot!

The fae barista nodded and got to making their order, while Peko, with her hand still on Fuyuhiko’s shoulder, guided him to a table far away from the counter. The shorter man huffed angrily and sat down.

“…This was close. You need to watch your tongue around faes.”

To that, Fuyuhiko just grabbed a handful of moss growing from his chair and ripped it off. “It’s not my fucking fault that bitch tried to scam me out of my wants! How the hell was I supposed to know he’s a fae to begin with? These stupid illusions make him look almost amagi–”

Peko cut him off with a nudge before he could continue his angry rant as the barista approached them. He placed their orders on the table. It didn’t appear as if he heard anything, then again, who knew with these sly bastards. “Anything else?” Your stupid head on the platt–

“No, thank you very much.” God bless Peko for her natural unshakable composure.

The barista nodded and then walked away, all while Fuyuhiko dug his sharp claws into the living wood of the illusionary table. Meanwhile, Peko picked up her espresso and took a long, slow sip. She was someone who not only knew a lot about coffee but also enjoyed this devilish brew of the evilest of demons. No, seriously, how the fuck could anyone ever enjoy its bitterness? Fuyuhiko let out a frustrated growl, before finally taking his cup and sipping some of probably the single sweetest coffee in existence. It still tasted like coffee, and that meant absolute garbage though. “For being clearly a front for fae activity, their coffee is rather delicious.” Peko mused, setting down her cup. It was already empty, much to Fuyuhiko’s horror. His latte was barely started and he already had enough!

“If you say so. I just think it’s a very shitty business practice to try to extort desires from your clients,” he muttered, grip tightening around his glass. “I’m just gonna go pay and then we’re out. And never, ever coming back.”

Peko looked at him with that slightly amused look of hers, before turning her eyes to the weird-ass not-illusion-hidden window with the cushions. Oh no… “Please don’t tell me you want a souvenir.” She nodded. He cursed out his life again. Then got up and walked to that counter and damn barista, who somehow already got back onto his phone. Fuyuhiko had to try real hard to not start growling at the fae. But he was a distinguished dragon, and way too old to growl at people he disliked. “I’m paying, card, how much is it?”

The barista looked up at him with these annoyingly green eyes of his, then on the register.

“830 yen.” And at that moment Fuyuhiko started growling. What a fucking steal! He could get coffee that’s equally as horrible for what, a 100 yen? Fucking faes and their fucking shady business practices!

No, Fuyuhiko, remember your goal here.

“…you’ve got quite the prices.”

The barista just shrugged. The bastard-

“I didn’t set the prices, I just work here.”

The eyeroll Fuyuhiko made was one of the more subtle kinds. Absolutely.

“Alright, whatever. Can the cushions you have by the window be bought?”

And that, for fuck’s sake FINALLY, got a reaction out of the bored guy. His brows furrowed in genuine confusion, as he looked over Fuyuhiko’s shoulder and at the window.

“Well, no, they’re a part of the interior…”

Aha. Sure sure, anything a fae has in their sight can be acquired through a bit of rule-bending.

“What about exchange then? You can exchange anything for anything with equal value.”

Gotcha bitch.

The barista sighed, before rubbing his temples and hesitantly nodded.

“That… Is true, but you’d have to bring me an equally as fluffy cushion for trade. You’d already have a cushion though, so why-”

“Then it’s a deal!” Fuyuhiko took his card out and quickly made the right payment. For the coffee. But the more important and tricky one will have to wait. “I will bring you that cushion tomorrow.”

Barista didn’t say anything, visibly too stunned by the weird happenings. Haha, 1-0, shitty customer service guy. With everything taken care of, and his power and pride flaunted, Fuyuhiko turned around and gestured at Peko to follow him. She sighed, with that smallest of amusements on her face. She was lucky to be his best friend, he wouldn’t bother for anyone else.

“I’m never doing you any favors again.”

To which Peko just laughed, as they walked out of the enchanted cafe and into the much less gray Monday of the city.

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  So, Tuesdays.

On most occasions, Fuyuhiko didn’t mind Tuesdays as much as he did Mondays, for a simple reason. His work started later and he could wake up at a reasonably late hour and not be late. Sure, not much happened, but there wasn’t any reason for outright hatred either.

That is, usually.

Because today, he had to carry a fluffy fucking cushion to a stupid cafe and uphold his end of the deal with a fae. Because, in his own stupidity, he shouted ‘it’s a deal’ in front of a being known for making shady deals with other magical and amagical creatures for a living. But this was fine. Everything was fine. This was a harmless deal with clearly stated conditions. Pillow for a pillow, exchanged today. That’s all, the fae really had no room to scam him out of his soul or some shit.

And so, after work, he made it very clear to Peko how dissatisfied he was with what she put him up for, before leaving with his sacrificial pillow, one he extorted from Souda with a few threats and curses. What? He doesn’t have stuff like that just laying around, he prefers smooth materials.

He took one look at the traffic and decided to not bother with a train, instead preparing to pay quite a bit for a teleport. Really, fuck whoever thought that instead of making this perfect means of transportation free, one has to pay stupid amounts just to make a short jump.

The machine situated on the end of his street happily swallowed a few whole bills while he typed in the address. Glass doors of the booth closed behind him, the low hum of magic filled the closed space, before pulling him under for just a moment and spitting out at a different machine. THANK YOU FOR USING OUR SERVICES flashed across the screen, as the glass door opened to the narrow street from yesterday. “Thank you for ripping me off, assholes,” Fuyuhiko muttered to himself. At least he wasn’t one of the losers who were nauseous after teleportation. He covered his mouth with his hand. Just in case.

The street was as empty as yesterday. Actually, everything looked exactly like yesterday, even the weather was the same. Pushing the annoying deja vu aside, Fuyuhiko quickly made his way to the coffee shop, pillow in his hand. A plastic bag, but who cares.

Inside the exact same illusion has greeted him. His eyes wandered to the counter, behind which the same shithead from yesterday was standing, but this time just mindlessly fidgeting with some coins instead of being on his phone. What an improvement.

So Fuyuhiko walked over, slammed his cushion on the counter, and stared the barista dead in the eyes. “My end of the deal. Your turn.” And the barista looked at him with such deep confusion Fuyuhiko was sure the last time he saw emotion as strong as this on someone’s face was when he breathed fire during a party to get everyone’s attention. So he just stood there, waiting for the idiot to remember what this is all about. Up until now, he didn’t really have the time to examine his target of curses. He had the appearance of a guy roughly his physical age, with a standard built and brown, spiky hair. So spiky in fact that some strands seemed to completely defy gravity and just stand upright. Fuyuhiko briefly wondered what kind of hairspray the guy was using. He was dressed in a brown apron and striped shirt, just standard work clothes. No one would wear that atrocity without being forced to.

“…wait, you’re the guy who wanted to trade pillows-?” the barista finally spoke up, examining the bag. He reached into it, and took the cushion into his hands, squeezing it.

But Fuyuhiko really had no patience for this place, nor this guy.

“Yes. Now, which ones can I trade this for?”

The barista stared at the pillows stacked up against the window as if he saw them for the first time in his life.

“Any, I think. Just, uh, bring one to me and I’ll decide?”

Without waiting for any further encouragement, Fuyuhiko bolted towards the window, grabbed the single fluffiest bastard situated there, almost tripped on a tree’s root on his way back, and placed the soon-to-be-his pillow right next to the one he brought.

The barista blinked in great confusion again, before nodding.

“Yeah, sure, this looks about equal in volume…”

Which, to be fair, surprised Fuyuhiko. Was this fae just. Agreeing to the terms of a different being? What the fuck. What the Fuck.

“Would you like to order anything, though?” the barista continued. Fuyuhiko shook his head.

“No, that’s all I wanted out of this place. Bye.”

He grabbed his bag, the newly obtained gift, and turned around. “Wait!” the barista’s voice caught up to him. “…we also serve tea?”

Did that bastard notice that he didn’t drink his coffee yesterday? More importantly, remembered it? That’s very fucking weird of him.

But also rather rude of Fuyuhiko to just walk in, demand a pillow, and walk out? Fuck this shit… a single cup of tea couldn’t harm anyone. Even if served by a fae. If they used some illegal charms they’d be shut down before they could even open.

“…single cup of green tea then.”

As Fuyuhiko turned around, he caught the barista smiling to himself. Yeah, good job dipshit, you just convinced a guy to become your customer again. This time though, instead of sitting by a table, the dragon decided to sit by the counter. Maybe to observe the sly fae. Maybe.

Said fae in question easily maneuvered between the shelves and picked out what seemed to be Fuyuhiko’s ordered tea, then scooped some into a tea infuser, placed that into the cup, and poured hot water onto it. And it’s not like Fuyuhiko has never seen someone make tea, for fuck’s sake he makes it himself, but damn this man had some moves.

“Enjoy your drink.”

Fuyuhiko looked at the cup with still brewing tea with the slightest hint of suspicion. But he just went over all the arguments, so he just picked it up and took a sip. “…that’s one sweet green tea.”

The barista laughed a bit, before scratching his neck. “Yes, you see, I picked a sweeter mix, I thought you’d like it after your last order.”

“Do you remember every order you get?” Fuyuhiko could not contain a snark. The barista answered with a slow nod.

“Pretty much-? That’s what I’m paid for.”

The dragon just stared at him as he continued to sip his tea. The fae shifted his balance from left to right, then searched for something to look at, finally landing on the pillow.

“…that girl is really lucky to have you. I mean, not everyone would make a deal with a fae to get a gift!”

And to that, Fuyuhiko spat out his tea for the first time. He coughed loudly, to the barista’s bewilderment.

“Peko is like my sister!”

The barista shook his head with stunning speed, his voice seemed to get a tone higher.

“No, I wasn’t trying to insist anything like that-! She’s lucky to have you, as a brother-?”

Fuyuhiko continued to cough his lungs out. The barista leaned forward and, after hesitating a moment, awkwardly patted his back. And while Fuyuhiko would prefer for a stranger to not touch him, the gesture was somewhat appreciated (and, damn, his hands were warm). A few more coughs and the cursed tea finally left his lungs in its entirety, it would appear. He could finally breathe freely. Barista went back to standing at a distance of the counter (would it be strange to be disappointed by that?).

“Uh… Sorry about that. So, your ‘like sister’s’ name is Peko, and yours is?” That was probably the most awkward segway into a different topic Fuyuhiko has heard since he met Kazuichi. Anyway, it’d be pretty rude to not introduce himself.

“Name’s Kuzuryuu Fuyuhiko.”

The barista’s eyes went a little wide, no doubt recognizing the family name. But he made no comments about it, instead just nodded.

“I’m Hinata Hajime. It’s nice to see new faces around here.”

That’s… An underwhelmingly typical name. The dragon hoped to at least find a family connected to this fae, but it seems he truly was just. A guy working in a cafe.

The momentary quiet apparently startled Hinata, as he reached to scratch his arm.

“So, you-”

“Before we change the topic again,” Fuyuhiko cut in. “Let me finish this tea. It’s getting cold.”

Hinata gave an apologetic look and a nod, before shuffling off to poke some buttons on the cash register. From the side, Fuyuhiko could appreciate just how. Nicely he fit into the scenery, with his green eyes, and hair in a shade similar to the trees, and–

Hinata turned his head and flashed him a quick smile, before going back to work, and Fuyuhiko was almost sure his heart stopped. Gh, get yourself together, you useless fucking homosexual!

“Actually, there’s something I want to ask you,” quickly start a conversation maybe then he won’t judge him for staring. “You behaved like a completely different person yesterday. I’m not tryin’ to pry, but what’s up with that?”

Hinata stopped for a moment, before resuming the apparently absolutely pointless fidgeting with the register.

“Yeah, I. Apologize for that, not very professional of me, hah?” from just the tone of his voice Fuyuhiko could guess that he stepped into something he shouldn’t have. “It was just. A long day, I barely got any sleep, and–” “Y’know what, nevermind, forget I asked.” Good job Fuyuhiko. You absolute moron. You idiot. How do you ruin your chances in a single sentence.

“Oh, no, it’s fine! I get it, it must look pretty weird from the outside, like two different people, or something!”

“Like, identical evil twin shit?”

 Hinata’s smile got wider for a moment, covering up a laugh. “I wish! Someone to cover my shifts, that’d be fantastic.”

And, alright, listen. Fuyuhiko was prying way too much, but this a matter of planning his week ahead and knowing when to come to this cafe and when to ditch it all and not expose himself to any bullshit from faes.

“So you work here alone? Sounds tough.”

“Well, not really. I’m just the only one on shift right now. My coworker will come to give me a break eventually.” said Hinata, following it with a dismissive wave of his hand.

So of course Fuyuhiko followed it with: 

“Then, when are you free?”, praying inside that his hidden intention is not picked up just yet.

“Uh, I finish my shift Friday evening?”

The intention wasn’t picked up but if Fuyuhiko had any more tea, he’d probably spit it out again. Luckily, the cold, half-finished cup laid abandoned next to him. “…it’s Tuesday.”

“Yes, well, fae don’t really need to sleep as often as most sentient species, so I can take 5-days-long shifts without much issue.” and he had the audacity to say that as if it was just a common occurrence to work for 100… something hours nonstop!

But that. Did give him quite a bit of time to get to know Hinata better…

“Sounds fuckin’ awful, I can barely stand 8 hours at work.”

Hinata responded with a chuckle, just shrugging.

“You can get used to it, I guess. Are you going to finish your tea, or-?”

Aw, shit, the tea. Yeah, it was undrinkable now anyway, and it’s not like Fuyuhiko liked it that much in the first place.

“I’ll pay, how much is it?”

“A cup will be… 300 yen.”

OH FOR FUCKS SAKE– the prices here will kill him! Drain all of his goddamn earnings!

He just took out enough bills and handed them over. Staying longer than this would be rude, even if nobody else was in the cafe. Or, that was an illusion, he just fell for an illusion, and it’s all fae tricks designed to make him lose money.

He grabbed his pillow and stood up.

“Till next time, then.”

Hinata’s brow slowly raised.

“Next time?”

But before he had to answer that question and no doubt embarrass himself further, Fuyuhiko walked right out of that cursed place.

Just one glance, through the window. And, sure enough, Hinata stood there, stood there, alive, and probably real since apparently glass resisted the illusion. Luckily, his eyes were still stuck looking at the door, so he did not see Fuyuhiko questioning his existence.

Turning away and walking down the street, the dragon took out his phone and quickly opened the chat with Peko.

  FUYU: How do you learn to enjoy coffee?

KOKO: Why are you asking? FUYU: None of your business! KOKO: It’s that barista. FUYU: …… KOKO: I knew you’d enjoy that place. :-)

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Feather's touch

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by Jagopolis

Kamuegi week 2020, day 5, scars.

Makoto is invited to inspect Hajime’s old scars.

Words: 1256, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Super Dangan Ronpa 2, Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, Dangan Ronpa 3: The End of 希望ヶ峰学園 | The End of Kibougamine Gakuen | End of Hope's Peak High School

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: hajime hinata, Naegi Makoto

Relationships: Hinata Hajime/Naegi Makoto

Additional Tags: Kamuegi week 2020, some very mild nudity?, Non-Sexual Touch, they just sit and chill, Scars, Past Torture, i guess?, Medical Trauma, Post-Game

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Ennui

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by Jagopolis

ennui /ɒnˈwiː/ noun A feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement.

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Servant's dreams are too grand, as always. You don't care.

Words: 623, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, Super Dangan Ronpa 2, Dangan Ronpa 3: The End of 希望ヶ峰学園 | The End of Kibougamine Gakuen | End of Hope's Peak High School, Dangan Ronpa: Another Episode

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kamukura Izuru, Servant, Komaeda Nagito

Relationships: Kamukura Izuru/Komaeda Nagito (one-sided)

Additional Tags: Unrequited Love, POV Second Person, Undressing, Mildly Suggestive Content, but fear not nothing happens, Does this qualify as, Character Study, ? maybe, Apathy talk

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Apoptosis

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by Jagopolis

:Apoptosis /ˌapə(p)ˈtəʊsɪs/ Noun The death of cells which occurs as a normal and controlled part of an organism's growth or development.

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Hinata Hajime... no, Kamakura Izuru, no, wrong.

A survivor of the killing school trip stares at himself in the mirror and doesn't like it.

Words: 1107, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, Super Dangan Ronpa 2, Dangan Ronpa 3: The End of 希望ヶ峰学園 | The End of Kibougamine Gakuen | End of Hope's Peak High School

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Hinata Hajime, Kamukura Izuru, Naegi Makoto (mentioned), Nanami Chiaki (mentioned)

Additional Tags: Identity Issues, hajime in a bathroom at the island-, it's just after dr2, hair-cutting, Character Study, toko is mentioned if you squint

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