#ngl i was bothered a long while with the white head for many reasons

[hyakunana]

I was yesterday years old when I realized I've been coloring my Exo wrong all this time — but instead of updating in game, I'm retconning my art

[thatweeboverthereisthirsty]

Hello! May I please request NSFW headcanons of Floyd, Riddle, Malleus, and Lilia dating an f!s/o who is really bratty and demanding in bed, just for the punishment? Thank you! You don't have to do this if you don't want to. Delete or ignore this ask if you don't want to do this one, alright, honey? ☺🙌💗💗💗

Ngl I had a burnout for inspiration around Riddle and Lilia so I am sorry about that.

Warnings: Collars, intense sex, punishment, edging, overstimulation, dom sub relationship

Floyd:

Oh so shrimpy wants to play a game huh?

Floyd is so down for that.

You can tease him all day and depending on how ansty he gets he might wait for school to be over or he might throw you over his shoulder right then and there.

Once you guys are in bed though all your attempts at being demanding and bratty are shut down

This boy is horny af so of course he’s gonna be excited that you wanna bang but he doesn’t like how you think you can act spoiled and dominant

There is a reason you aren’t on top and it’s because he’s the one in charge, and he will remind you of it every chance he gets

You are thrown on the bed and before you can even bounce back up he pins you with all his strength

The bruises of his hands around your wrist will likely be the first of many marks that will be on you tomorrow

His eyes are dark with lust as he pushes his tongue between your lips and quickly removes your clothes

Dark hickeys rimmed with teeth marks decorate your neck and collar

You struggle to regain control but he has none of it a he bites down hard on your neck while shoving two long fingers inside you

“Awww Shrimpy you look so cute~ I bet you would look better impaled on my cock and filled with my love~ Make more cute noises Shrimpy~ Only I can make you make those noises~ Only I can bed you and rip your sanity apart with pleasure as I pump you full of my cum~”

Sex with him always has a possessive tone to it and it is probably the reason he is so rough.

“You are so irritating when you think you are in charge. It’s my job to be in control. I guess Shrimpy hasn’t figured that out yet. I guess I’ll reteach you.”

His eyes become pinpricks as he crooks his fingers and rubs your sensitive spot.

His punishments aren’t usually crazy.

He doesn't have the patience or will to edge you and stuff.

Instead he will just fuck you till you forget what your own name is.

His favorite position is when you are leaning on him while he sits back against the wall and he bounces you until you’re nothing more than his personal cocksleeve

Drool, sweat, and seman dribbles down your chin and your eyes are almost always rolled to the back of your head with bliss

When he is finished he will roll over with you and spoon you against him

“When I wake up you better hope I don’t remember your bad behavior Shrimpy. I might have to teach you again that I am in charge and you are my cute little submissive Shrimpy. You are mine.”

Malleus:

It is very amusing for him to watch you try to bait him or take control for the sake of the end result.

He lets you be bratty and push him down and grind against him.

He’s gonna let you ride him and tie his hands together at the top off the bed just for fun.

When you finally collapse with pleasure and exhaustion that is when he will pull himself free from his binds and flip himself on top of you.

Malleus looks down at you with dark eyes filled with mischief and chuckles lowely before nipping at your ear.

“My turn”

Then he will ravage you as if you hadn’t just ridden him to completion a few times

As a non human being he has stamina for days and will fuck you stupid for hours on end

Already exhausted from your multiple orgasms you can do little but lie there as he slams into you starting a brutal pace

He’ll kiss you deeply and passionately whispering about how you take his cock so well as if this wasn’t a punishment but a reward

It’s hard to count how many times he cums with your pleasure riddled mind

Sometimes it’s inside of you and sometimes it is in your mouth or on your face, back, legs, front

Anywhere he can shoot his load is filled or covered in his cum

Sticky white pearls roll down your side as he manhandles you into a different position

Eventually when you’ve been fucked till the point where you nearly black out he will decide to finish and will his somehow still raging manhood to calm down

Then expect a nice warm bath where he scrubs the sweat, cum, drool, and tears off of you

He massages your body in places where it will be sore and cleans his bite wounds in order to keep them from getting infected

As you fall asleep against him his lips brush your ear in a husky whisper

“Don’t get too cocky little one, I only take care of you now cause everyone knows you have to keep your toys in good condition. That way you can play with them again whenever you want. Whenever I want.”

Riddle:

Hon he is already collaring people every time they misbehave.

Punishing brats is literally his whole personality.

Likely he’s just sitting over here casually sipping his tea side eyeing all the dorm children (they’ve broken into a cold sweat)

Then you break a rule and he looks at you and you’re just sitting here like “dom me I dare you”

Sis he will drag you to the bedroom and won’t even bat an eye at the rest of the dorm children (they are sweating more now)

Will collar you 100% just not with his magic off with your head (it gets in the way)

Riddle becomes really forceful in the bedroom when he’s punishing you

Orders will fly left and right and you better do them or he will make the punishment 10 times worse

Course if you want that then *wink wink*

Punishment from Riddle can go several ways.

On one hand he loves to deny you of what you want while jacking himself off.

The image of you desperately trying to reach a climax while he slowly brings himself off is so hot in his mind it is his go to punishment.

He will bring himself to a finish several times while casually fingering you to the point where you could cum but won’t cause he pulls them out and makes you lick them for a few moments before starting again.

When he finally feels that you have been edged enough he will pull your legs over his shoulders and eat you out till you orgasm.

The aftercare with him is super sweet as well.

Not that he has forgotten that you broke one of the rules.

“That’s strike 1 baby. Do it again and I might not let you get off at all.”

Lilia:

Daddy isn’t even bothered by this bratty act you have going. 

He is well aware of what it means and he knows exactly how to put you in your place. 

You want him to go down on you hard right? 

Absolutely not. 

He is not gonna cave to your demands. 

Denial is the only way to teach you that misbehaving isn’t gonna get you what you want.

Soon you will learn that acting bratty for a good fuck is only gonna get him to edge you for hours until you’re a broken, sobbing mess, begging for release.

Then and only then will he ask you if you want to cum and when you reply he will turn the tables from denial to overstimulating.

You wanted to cum right? 

He’s only doing what you wanted.

You cum almost instantly after he presses inside of you.

It’s intense and mind blowing. 

Not that he cares.

He hasn’t reached his own climax, besides after all that begging you should be happy he’s giving you what you want.

Pounds into you chasing his own climaxes for however long he feels like.

You can’t even think straight due to the pleasure but he doesn’t really care.

After fucking orgasm after orgasm out of you and himself he will clean you up and cuddle with you.

“Next time you want to act like a spoiled brat, think about what the repercussions will really be.”

[hyperfixationtimego]

Happy little hcs to atone for my sins

Taka and Hina are study buddies

Sometimes Aoi manages to get Taka off track because she’s just so enthusiastic and wants to hear about all of her friends’ hyperfixations and special interests

37.2 minutes later

Taka’s infodumping about how he despises moral philosophy but also thoroughly enjoys it bc that’s how moral philosophers are

Or he’s infodumping about political science and debate tactics and how speeches were effective or not for various reasons

Sakura and Mondo work out together

It started off as a coincidence when they were in the gym at the same time but it kept happening so they called it a schedule

They talk about their SOs and they’re smiling

Sakura teaches Mondo certain stretches and exercises to help relax different muscle groups for whenever he pulls a muscle or has a flare up from the thing with the bikes

Leon constantly asks Chihiro to turn alter ego into a vocaloid or at least program a bit of that tech into their system

Bc he would rather shave his head again than talk to Sayaka about producing music

He just has so many ideas

And it’s cool when there are kinda punk rock songs that are covered in an 8-bit or a vocaloid style

Byakuya and Celeste have a small series of bets with low stakes about what their inferiors classmates will do to lead up to them jingling away morosely like the fools they are

Sayaka shamelessly advertises her group’s mercy to her classmates and friends

Everyone gets their nails painted at some point

Nobody knows how Byakuya got roped into it but it worked

Makoto has rainbow loom

Atua forgives you

anyway YEAH LEGIT?

Hina has fully and thoroughly fallen in love with all of her friends and classmates’ expressions whenever they’re talking about something that excites them omg 🥺

she sees someone rambling and having a good time and hears the enthusiastic pitch of their voice as well as the general Vibe™️ that they’re giving off and she just???? [Y E A R N]

:)

and also just???? her and taka being study buddies is so valid oh my god??? they’re really close because of it!!! And Taka always loves hanging out with her because he knows she’ll let him just Talk??? and he adores that about her????? And she’ll be ENGAGED which!!!!!! oh my god!!!!?????

hi in this house we love and adore hina

And Sakura and Mondo???? absolutely?????

they have friendly competitions over who can lift the most weights/do the most reps/etc. (they do it sparingly, ofc! bc Sakura at least knows that they’ll both be subconsciously trying to beat the other as opposed to listening to what their bodies need in the moment. Sakura is the single braincell of class 78 no I won’t take it back because it’s true)

and they totally doooooo like they both get such cute loveydovey pining expressions whenever it’s Their Turn™️ to discuss the latest cute thing their partner(s) did. and listening to the other talking???? oh my god it’s literally the neatest thing????

Sakura looking at Mondo: I would die for this man

Mondo looking at Sakura: this woman is literally beauty and perfection in human form

THEY’RE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS OKAY???

also chihiro joins them for training sometimes!!!! She obviously isn’t able to do as much as the other two are, but both Sakura and Mondo are always so proud of her progress??? They’re like “you are so cool and strong do you know that??? you better know that”

and speaking of chihiro hdbdvdvdvdvdvdvdvd on GOD Leon will Not leave them alone abt it and they’re just like

“y....you do NOT have the attention span,.......you’re gonna get frustrated within like the first five minutes......and then I’ll have done all that work for nothing..............”

but Leon’s >:( no I won’t!!!! music is my Passion!!!!!!!!

so it’s like *sigh* okay

and anyway leon genuinely does rlly like it???? like he gets burned out very easily and can only compose things in short bursts, but he’s always so so so proud of the finished products??? (Even if nobody else likes it but shush 😌)

and it makes chihiro :D to know that something she made (even if it was done with reluctance) has brought one of her closest friends so much happiness????? she’s also like good for Leon but also if he ever bothers them about something like that again they are Literally Going to Snap but that’s another story for another day vwv

AND YEAH LIKE. HE DOESN’T MIND TALKING TO HER ABT MUSIC IN GENERAL BECAUSE IT’S AN INTEREST THEY SHARE (quite possibly one of the only times they will have a conversation without one constantly insulting the other ❤️) BUT. ADMITTING TO HER THAT HE NEEDS HELP WITH IT IS THE WORST HE HATES IT HE HATES IT HSBDBSBD

god okay so. his first impression of her when they had just come to hope’s peak and met for the first time was “oh my god!!! she’s a pop idol!!! so she must know a lot about music!!! maybe she’ll help me become a popular musician!!!” and her immediate reaction when she first heard him ask was to literally roll her eyes and he was like oh okay fuck her actually

and then slow burn enemies-to-friends 💛

WHEBDVSVS CELESTE AND BYAKUYA JUST BEING RICH ASSHOLES IS SO FUNNY??? LIKE THEY HAVE WEALTH SOLIDARITY AND THEY ACT ALMOST LIKE alright your status makes you worthy of my time, I suppose-

they’ve had bets on everything from how many times kirigiri will pass out from exhaustion by the end of the school day, to how long it’ll take before Kirumi finally Loses Her Shit, to how many people will be harmed by Komaeda’s luck while hanging out with him.

Mfs about to die smh

and dhdbwvwbsvwvwb yeah like??? sometimes a normal conversation with maizono will turn into her being like “yeah, and by the way, if you’re looking for a change of style and wardrobe, you should check out the newest shirt my band just released as part of our merch drop, and-”

Makoto is the one who gets baited into her merch ads most often sndbsbsbdbdbw

even mentioning the word “merch” around Leon or Kaz will earn her a lot of groaning and sighing, and occasionally a pillow or other soft object being hurled at her face 💛

oh my god they all have a manicure spa day,,,,,,,class bonding 🥺

hdbdvdvdv they got Jill to break into his dorm and kidnap him ngl like the specifics they gave her were something along the lines of “use as much force as you need to without killing him” and she was like “DONE”

and okay I’m not gonna talk abt everyone’s nails but now I’m thinking about it and like-

Sayaka gets like a lighter violet background with gold and white stars smattered around them, more concentrated in some areas than others, and it’s generally very pretty 🥺

chihiro’s are a different solid pastel color on each finger!!! it’s very kidcore and fun and they love it so muchhhh!!!

leon gets a little self-conscious when it’s his turn because his nails are highkey disgusting from all the time he spends playing baseball - there’s dirt trapped under them and everything so he’s just like hhhhhhh anxiety go brrrr but anyway he gets solid black because he’s edgy and cool like that 😎

I think Taka gets a French manicure with little dark red flowers pressed towards the tips because!!! simple yet pretty!!!

Celeste probably takes the longest because her request is sooooo complicated like it’s black and red and long ass acrylics with overlapping patterns and everyone else just kinda sits there feeling h o r r i b l e for that poor nail stylist

Toko gets a checkerboard pattern, with each nail having a different neon color in place of white!!! Because she knows that Jill will find it cool and pretty and colorful the next time she fronts (visual stimming jill?? 👀)

Togami just picks whatever will get him out of the chair quickest hdbsvdvdvdbdbdb

anyway Makoto????? rainbow loom????? absolutely

he has so many bracelets!!!!! so many so many so many and he knows how to create such a wide variety of styles it’s so cool!!!!!! he wears a bunch of them at any given time because they are so fun to fidget with!!!! and rubber texture hvvvvhvv!!!!

and he creates personalized ones for his friends, too, like he knows their favorite colors and sometimes picks up on whether they prefer a certain style or not from the way they react to the other ones he’s made and it’s!!! just so neat!!!!!

I’m thinking about it and!!! he has a bi pride fishtail, a trans pride arrow stitch, a black and neon green railroad, a pastel pink/blue/purple/yellow ladder, a jelly yellow and green dragon scale, a rainbow double cross, and a bunch more!!! he also has a bunch with charms and beads added into them!!!!

He also makes them for his friends even if he knows they won’t wear them!! Like Toko, for example, isn’t the biggest fan of jewelry because she doesn’t like the texture, but he creates one for her anyway and fills it with so much love (it looks like a daisy chain!!!! because at least she’ll be able to look at it and hold it and still be interested in it without it needing to be on her wrist!!!)

he makes a ton of bright colored ones for Mukuro (usually either single or inverted fishtail because he knows she wouldn’t enjoy wearing anything too heavy or overbearing) so that she has more mobile visual stims!!!

similar for Jill!! although most of hers tend to be black and bright neon rainbow in various bulkier styles!!!! Jill will also force him to let her look at his bracelet-covered arm whenever they hang out because. my god,,,,,,so many Colors™️

he’s found that togami prefers black and white simpler styles, and that Kyoko absolutely adores singles, fishtails, and double fishtails in any shade of purple, and that Mondo likes any of the larger styles in darker colors + blacks and grays!!! Chihiro loves anything with jelly and glitter bands!!!

Leon usually only wears one at a time, but he cycles through every single one that his boyfriend’s ever made for him because????? GOD they’re so cool and his boyfriend is so crafty and incredible and just,,,,,,,,,hvvvhvv every time he looks at the one he’s wearing he’s able to calm himself down and remember that Makoto loves him........it’s also very good for stim and fidgeting <3

anyways sorry yes Makoto with a rainbow loom is filling me with serotonin and it’s canon now

[cicinicole-14]

damn okay I have a glass of wine, some chocolate and many many tissues at the ready. Part 5 here we come

welp, good luck! the shitty tiktok I posted earlier went with this part and the last one. anyway. hope u enjoy!

Part Five

The next moments pass by her in a blur. 

She vaguely remembers them through a tear-filled haze. 

Like an out of body experience she’s watching somebody else go through. 

She knows Meredith somehow ushers her into the hospital as Alex yells for any OB, shocking most of the staff of his presence. 

She remembers Carina DeLuca telling her to lie back and for some reason the cold gel just feels numb on her abdomen. 

She hears ringing in her ears and it makes her think all of this is a fluke. That it’s the baby’s heartbeat again and it’s fine. 

But the ringing is just inside her head. 

She can’t bear to look at anyone while Carina is maneuvering the heart doppler around her stomach. She can’t look at Meredith, who’s gripping her hand. She refuses to look at Alex standing in the corner of the room. 

She looks up, staring at the bright, white lights. They’re starting to burn her eyes. Mixing with the stinging tears that are welling in her eyes. Everything is a blur. 

And then Carina is looking at her, sorrow filling her face, and she knows. 

“I was unable to find a fetal heart rate.” 

The words ring in her ears and she pulls herself up, not bothering to wipe the gel off of her stomach before standing up on shaking legs. She feels like she looks like a baby deer on ice but she doesn’t care in the slightest. She’s shaking, but she needs to get out of here. She needs to leave. 

“T-Take me home.” She whispers. Her voice is hoarse and cracking.

Both Meredith and Alex look up at her expectantly, not catching what she said. 

“Take me home.” She says again, more adamantly. 

“Carina is she okay––” Meredith doesn’t get to finish asking her question.

“Take me home!” This time it comes out as a scream. 

And with that, she walks out. 

The ride back to the loft is quiet.

Meredith drives. Alex in the backseat. Jo continuously stares out the window. 

It’s hazy out. Mirroring how she feels in this exact moment. She’s not crying just yet, it’s not raining just yet, but she knows it’s coming. 

She stumbles her way up the steps to the loft and ignores whatever Alex tries saying to her. She ignores the conversation he and Meredith start having as she heads straight to the bathroom and turns on the water. 

Steam envelops the tiny bathroom, instantly. Jo doesn’t even bother shedding her clothes before stepping right under the scalding stream. 

It’s hot, but it’s not hot enough. It’s not hot enough to wash away the pain from today. The pain of losing the only good thing in her life at that very moment. 

A sob wracks through her body, shaking her. She stumbles back against the shower wall and slides down, her knees bent into her chest as the stream showers overhead. 

Her hand rests on her stomach, empty and lifeless, much like how she feels in the exact moment. 

The water eventually runs cold and by that time, Alex is opening the door to their––her bathroom. He crouches down, pulling off her soaked clothes and leaving them in a heap in the shower before turning off the stream. 

She’s shivering and he wraps her in a towel, helping her stand up and guiding her to the bed. 

She lies down, facing away from him and pulling the duvet over her shoulder. 

He shuffles over to the other side of the bed, knowing that whatever he did next would either make her mad or have her ignore him nonetheless. But he pulls back the duvet anyhow, and sinks down onto the mattress, facing her. 

Jo doesn’t know what he’s even doing here. She doesn’t know why he’s lying in her bed, next to her, staring at her, but she can’t seem to care either. She’s numb and it’s all she feels in this very moment. 

“Why are you here?” She finally manages amongst the thoughts swimming in her head. 

Alex’s brows furrow in confusion. “You–You just lost our baby and I wanted to make sure you were okay.” He says confused. 

“No, I mean why are you in Seattle?” She says frustratingly. “Go home Alex, go back to your kids and Izzie. We don––I don’t need you here anymore, now. There’s nothing here for you.”

He reaches down for her hand but she pulls back, turning away from him, pulling the duvet with her. 

Alex swallows hard, and he knows it’s a calculated risk, but he says his next words carefully, but sternly. “You’re here, Jo.” 

He’s not sure if the statement, the confession, was a good move or not, but it gets her to turn back around and face him, yet a scowl still dons her face. 

“You left.”

“I know.” 

“No, Alex, you left. You left me, you left Seattle. You left your job, your life, your home, without a single word. You lied to me. You didn’t answer. You left us and never looked back for some notion with your ex-wife and children, for some chance to play happy little family. I can’t do that again. I won’t.”

He knows she’s right. He knows she doesn’t deserve that. But he made a mistake. 

“You made a vow, Alex. For better or worse, and you broke that. You broke me. You made me so happy and then you left and wrecked me so bad and I can’t do that again. I don’t know if I’m going to get over that, but I know I’ll never be able to do it again. You were it for me, and you ruined that. There wasn’t ever going to be anyone else for me, Alex, because of how bad you wrecked me. And now, on top of this all, I lost our baby.” 

Alex doesn’t know what exactly to say. He knows he wrecked her. He knows she’s in pain. He knows she’s hurting and grieving for the baby they lost. He knows he messed everything up so completely, that Jo won’t ever be the same again. And he hates himself to know that he’s the reason why she is broken now.

The silence is deafening, and he doesn’t think he can take much more of it. He knows he messed up and he knows he would spend every single day for the rest of his life trying to fix them, trying to show Jo how sorry he is for his mistake. He sits up quietly, pulling the duvet back and standing up. 

“I’m sorry.” 

“There’s nothing to be sorry about anymore. It’s done, Alex.” 

He swallows and knows there’s no other way to say this other than ripping the bandaid right off. “I’m moving back to Seattle. I had already made up my mind before I had even gotten your text about the baby.” He starts out. He sees her demeanor shift slightly, but he still isn’t sure how she’s going to take it. “I’ve been fighting Izzie for custody of the kids, since. Because I left, without looking back, without thinking about anyone but myself and the kids when I should’ve been thinking more clearly. I’m not in love with Izzie. I haven’t been in a real long time. Im in love with you, Jo, my wife. And I’m sorry I messed up. I know nothing I do will ever fix us, but I’d rather see you in the halls at the hospital once in a while, than know that you’re halfway across the country.”

Jo takes a shaky breath. “I want to forgive you, so badly, Alex, but you wrecked me. You tore down every single wall I had and let yourself in and just left me completely broken. So I don’t know how to ever begin to forgive you. And then to top it off, the stress of you being back here caused me to lose the only happiness I had left between us. I lost our baby!” She ends up screaming the last part at him as the hot tears roll down her face. 

Alex isn’t sure how to comfort her but he watches as she slowly sits up on the bed. 

“I’m sorry. I know you’ve lost this baby too.” 

“Jo, no.” He reassures her. “This isn’t your fault. If anything, it definitely is mine, but you know damn well miscarriages just happen sometimes.” 

She nods her head and wipes her cheeks but the tears continue to fall. “That’s not what it feels like Alex. I feel like I’m drowning here. I have my research with Bailey and my surgeries, but that’s it. This baby was my one last hope for happiness.” 

“Jo, you’ll have happiness again. I promise. I know you will. Even if I have to spend every day trying to make you happy. I’ll do it. You’ll be happy again.”

Jo huffs in disbelief, shaking her head as she runs her hand through her hair. “It’s just not fair!” She shouts before wincing, realizing the loud noise wasn’t pleasant. She squeezes her eyes shut and presses the heel of her palms to her temples. 

Alex reaches over, carefully, and lays a hand on Jo’s knee, causing her to look up at him finally. “You need a break.” He says softly. “You need to escape. Come to Kansas with me while I fight for custody of my kids. Just to escape for a little while.” 

Jo laughs. 

“I’m serious.” He states. “You need to take your mind off everything. What better way to do that than in the middle of nowhere, Kansas?” 

Jo looks down at the hand on her knee. “Alex, you can’t just walk back into my life and expect me to let you in again. This isn’t easy for me. You were my everything, and you broke me. I can’t just act like that didn’t happen and go with you to Kansas for god knows how long. I have a job here. I have friends. I don’t have anyone there. I can’t just go.”

Alex nods in understanding. “I just thought it would do you good to get out of Seattle for a while.” 

“Not…not with you.” She says softly, looking away from him. It hurt even now to turn him down. 

“Well, my flight doesn’t leave until Sunday.”

Jo shakes her head. “Alex, I don’t know how I can forgive you. I really don’t care if you stay there or come back to Seattle. We’re over.” She speaks softly, as if she didn’t want to be heard so it wouldn’t really happen. 

“I know.” Alex responds. “I’m just leaving the option open for you.” He says, finally getting up and heading towards the door. 

Jo follows him, watching as he crosses the threshold of the doorway and she pulls it halfway shut as he looks back at her. “Bye, Alex.” She says softly. 

He just nods, turning and walking away.  

ngl, this was one of my fave parts to write so far actually. it was an add on part that I didnt write originally but realized this was what the fic was missing before :) 

[danganronpaposts]

Can you please do a sequel with Shuichi's abduction? Like the aftermath and comfort from his friends.

Sooo.... Part 3. I’ve already written part 4 and have part 5 planned. Ngl this became longer than I planned loll but I enjoy writing it. Hope you enjoy

Part 3

It had been a month since that night, Shuichihad been discharged from the hospital, and was slowly recovering. The blondwoman whom had been in tears when he woke up, the first person he saw, wasnamed Kaede. She had let him stay with her while he recovered out of thehospital. He had his own place, but in all honestly, neither of them. Shuichinor Kaede were comfortable with him living alone. Kaede’s original worry of thetwo of them not being friends was quickly discarded as they soon becamecomfortable living together. Shuichi still had some trouble recovering hismemories, they came and went. He only briefly remembered the people who claimedto be his friends, but he could generally gauge how close he was to each one ofthem just based on their actions.

A few of them, like Keade, had visited himalmost daily and were working with him to recover from the incident. Thisincluded a man with hair as green as a avocado, named Rantaro Amami. He cameover daily to talk with him in an almost therapy-like session. The main reasonbeing to help him recover his memories. Of course, the police were involvedwith the incident, he had been kidnapped and… he could barely think of theconcept… tortured, but the police had nothing to go off of if he rememberednothing of the incident. Every day when Amami would visit, he would mainly tryto help him remember his life before. He was a detective, he knew that forsure, but that was about it. Amami would bring seemingly random items toperhaps trigger a memory of an event, person, anything, but it was no use sofar. After about an hour or so of this, they would stop for the day and just hangout. Even if Shuichi didn't remember them, they could at least re-build theirfriendship with new memories.

A boy who always came with Amami was a robotnamed Kiibo. He was very worried for him, but glad that he had been recoveringnicely. He didn't want to stress Shuichi, but Shuichi could tell he was holdingin a lot.

Another friend, whom Shuichi was unsure wasactually a friend, was a short purple man named Kokichi Ouma. Ouma had claimedto be close to him, but it always seemed that Kaede and Amami were annoyed whenhe was around. Upon first hearing that Shuichi had lost all memory of him, Oumabroke down sobbing, sending Shuichi in a panic, but that panic was soonreplaced with confusion when Ouma immediately stopped crying, saying,

"Or do I know you?"

"w-What?!" Shuichi really wasn'tsure how to respond to him

"Well, maybe we are friends, maybe wearen't. Who knows nishishishi" Shuichi was entirely put off by thiseccentric man, and was entirely speechless. Thankfully, Kaede chimed in-

"Ouma quit it, hasn't he been throughenough?"

"Yeah, yeah, it was a lie anyway."

"What?" Shuichi was even moreconfused. What was the lie? Who was this small man to him? It started to makehis head hurt.

"Yep, I'm a liar. That's a lie"

Shuichi just gave up at this point, this manwasn't planning on maning anything easy for him, so why even bother trying atthis point? Keade later explained that Ouma was, in fact, a liar, but it wastrue they were close before. She also warned him that Ouma loved pranking, andmore than likely planned on taking full advantage of Shuichi's confused state.As time passed from coming home from the hospital, Shuichi found himself moreand more able to predict Ouma's antics, but it would be a lie if he said he didn'tfall for it sometimes.

Another pair of people who visited himgreatly was a man with spiky hair and a pink coat with a galaxy patter in thelining. Accompanying him was a girl in pigtails', but a serious face, it seemedher favorite color is red. The man, named Kaito, who burst through Shuichi'sroom the moment Kaede let him, visibly angry. The girl, Maki, seemed bored withthe situation, but did show genuine concern. Kaito just seemed to be filledwith the rage of a million suns. Maki later explained to Shuichi that Kaito wasjust angry at the entire situation and is anxious for his memories to returnbecause Kaito wanted to kill the perpetrator himself. Maki had said this with astraight face, but something about the glint in her eye when she said "killthe perpetrator" that put Shuichi on edge.

The last man who checked on him daily washardly even a man and more a giant. He had wild unkept hair and Shuichi neversaw him with shoes. His name was Gonta Gokuhara, and although admitting thatthey weren’t that close, he was absolutely distraught that his friend wasinjured and wanted to do anything he could to help. Gentle giant was the bestway to describe this man, as he always came with new pretty insects from allover the world just in hopes to get Shuichi to smile. Even if they weren’tclose before, Shuichi found that Gonta was definitely someone he wanted as afriend.

Shuichi wondered what type of person he musthave been beforehand that attracted such a generous variety of people. However,with the people who came daily, there were also people who visitedoccasionally. This group included a tall woman with short hair who always insisted on helping Kaede clean up the house,a man with long hair and a face mask who would always question Shuichi, italmost felt like he was trying to pick his brain. A short man with a deep voicewould bring Shuichi a cat to pet, a woman with white hair who told Shuichi howmuch she had prayed to a god called Atua for his recovery. She also assured himthat he would recover his memories when Atua deemed it necessary, though herwords did little to assure Shuichi. Finally there were classmates that had onlyshowed up once, simply to introduce themselves. This didn't really botherShuichi too much though, everyone has people they are close to, and others theyare not too close to. Yet, he couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy at the girlwith wild blond hair and a steampunk vibe who promised to invent a machine tohelp him recover fully in days. This girl was also quite erotic in nature andseemed to turn his situation into some weird BDSM fantasy. The unease of thisgirl was topped by the fear at the taller girl named Tenko, who accompanied hergirlfriend Himiko. Himiko had wanted to come more often, but Tenko seemed to bequite hostile towards him, well, not just him, but men in general, and Shuichideduced that Tenko had some influence on the shorter woman.

Whatmade him the most anxious, was a woman with blue hair. She seemed shy and quiteconcerned at first, but the moment the others left the room, a small smileappeared on her lips, she brought her hand to her mouth, obviously stifling agiggle, a dangerous glint in her eyes. There was something definitely up withthis woman, so Shuichi decided to ask.

"Umm, what is so funny?" She justgave him a small grin.

"Just thinking of how convenient thisis. Don't worry about it." convenient? What? Did this woman know somethingabout what had happened?

"Do you know something I don't?"

"Well, I'd say everyone know many thingsyou don't" Okay, now she is just playing a game. Shuichi was gettingannoyed, so he decided to be blunt.

"Do you know about what happened to me?How I got like this?" He tried his best to sound demanding and confident,but the sound of his voice was laced with nothing but desperation.

"No, I don’t have any idea about what orwho did whatever to you, but it is convenient for… other things…" Sheshrugged, then got up before he could ask anything else.

"Well Kaede, I have to get going."And without waiting for a response she left.

What did she mean other things? What wasgoing on? Was she lying to him? Shuichi wracked his brain trying to think ofsomething, anything, but it only resulted in a throbbing head. In a way,Shuichi was glad she never came back.