#slight mention of hiyoko

[cyb3r-st4t]

I Hate You.

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Warnings: This is a hunger fic, if that’s of no interest to you, DNI!!! This Fic contains slight bits of awkwardness, hunger, mentions of starving, and hunger pangs. Please keep yourselves safe! If I miss anything, please let me know!!

POV: Hajime, reluctantly, pays Nagito a visit while he’s stuck in the situation he’s in… only he actually feeds him this time.

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The morning started off as normally as it could given the situation they were all in. Hajime was headed to the restaurant for breakfast when he encountered Mahiru.

“Ah, Hajime! Good morning!” She greeted with a warm, yet, troublesome smile. “How are you?”

“As fine as I can be..?” Hajime responded with a tone of question; he wasn’t sure how he was. Hungry? Tired? Confused? That was about it though. “You seem a little troubled, so, what’s up?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I figured I’d be kind and get Nagito some breakfast since… well… his situation, but he’s being difficult.” She pouted as she rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“Ah, that sounds about right..” Hajime chuckled awkwardly, “if you want, i can help out?”

Mahiru’s eyes lit up.

“Really? You’d help? Great!!”

She shoved the plate into Hajimes hands and took a few steps back.

“Thanks, you know where he is, I have to go and find Hiyoko! See you around!” With that, Mahiru bolted towards the stairs and disappeared into the area below. Hajime stared in disbelief before averting his eye to the plate in his hands.

“Oh for crying out loud.” He mumbled.

Taking a heavy sigh, Hajime brought himself to begin his walk over to the spot Nagito was left at. During his walk, Hajime did a little bit of math— counting the days.. if not just the hours that they’d left Nagito tied up for.

It all added up to three days.

Blinking in a bit of shock, Hajime could feel his heart ache a little for him.. though— he felt like he shouldn’t care. He knew that having Nagito kept away was the best decision considering many circumstance, but Nagito didn’t deserve to starve because he was a little… worrying. That wasn’t right… but it seems they’ve already neglected that. He felt like he should have paid just a little more attention, but yet, here we were.

Now entering the building, in popped Monomi, waving her arms and shaking her head; moving her small body towards him as if she were shooing him away.

“No, no! You can’t enter here!” She cried, “Not while this place is undergoing its maintenance!”

“Chill out— I’ve only come to bring Nagito breakfast.” Hajime replied.

“Ahh.. so you already know he’s here…” Monomi mumbled, a small shake in her voice.

“Everyone does… now can I please get past? If he starves to death in there, then technically that’s a murder.” Hajime stated.

“Starve?!” Monomi cried before stepping aside. “Okay, okay… make sure he chews his food thoroughly before he swallows..!”

“Yeah, yeah.” Hajime dismissed as he walked past her, staring her down a bit with his peripheral vision.

When met with the doors, he stared at the handles, quite honestly even debating on actually going through with this… maybe he could make Monomi do it— she doesn’t seem like she’d mind.. well.. it doesn’t seem like she can hold a fork either... So maybe not.

A hefty sigh fell from his lips before he finally gathered the courage to open the door and step inside.

Nagito was laid on the floor, hands behind his back and his legs tied together. That sight alone made Hajime’s stomach flip… it did another when Nagito looked over at him, and flashed that smile of his.

“Awe, this time Hajime came to visit trash like me… I’m overjoyed!!” Nagito exclaimed, “Hey, Hajime? Can you help me sit up? I’ve been like this for a while… I’m starting to get uncomfortable.” He complained.

Still only shutting the door behind himself, Hajime stared at Nagito before responding to his request.

“Sit up? Uh… sure.”

“Wow! Thank you so much Hajime!”

“Yeah.. whatever.” Hajime replied beneath a sigh, setting the plate down and stepping closer to Nagito.

Hajime pulled Nagito up, and even helped him over to a nearby wall to help him stay up. Now happily against a wall, Nagito watched as Hajime picked the plate back up, and sat down in front of him.

“Did Mahiru make you come here?” Nagito questioned.

“Hm? Oh, yeah— but I offered to help, so… she didn’t really make me… but she didn’t really leave me with a choice either.” He then set the plate back down in front of him, and scooted it closer to Nagito…….. before he realized the his arms were tied behind his back.

Nagito stared at the plate sat in front of him, and looked back up to Hajime.

“Hey, Hajime. Iffff you couldn’t tell….. I’m in a preeeetty sticky situation here.”

“Mhm. I see that.”

“So…. Can you help me? Pleeeeeease?”

Internally pinching the bridge of his nose, Hajime began to think that maybe if he skipped breakfast this morning… he would have had a more peaceful morning going hungry than doing this— but honestly, he was just doing both. Before he could refuse, the sound of Nagito’s stomach growling caught his attention.

Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…..

Wincing, but playing it off as embarrassment rather than pain, Nagito let out a small chuckle.

“Ha… how truly embarrassing…” He muttered, having to consciously relax his body after realizing he had grown tense.

It took Hajime a second before he actually turned his attention towards the plate again, beginning to tear the toast into smaller, bite sized pieces, and putting a straw into the milk carton rather than figuring everything out the hard way.

“Just tell me when you want to be done, I don’t know how much someone’s body can take after not eating for a while.” Hajime mumbled rather suddenly, still tearing the toast into smaller pieces.

“Huh? You don’t think I can finish it?” Nagito questioned.

“Well.. I know that sometimes when you go too long without eating, your body naturally starts to feel a little sick.. so.. I don’t know. I’m just assuming.”

“Hmm… well.. to think that you care so much about trash like me… I’m so honored!”

Hajime glanced up at Nagito from the toast and honestly….. just stared. Sometimes he wished he could understand the way he thinks, other times.. not so much.

How was he so okay with his situation?

No.. there’s no way he was… how could he be?

“Hey, Hajime?”

“Hm?”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost, did I say something?”

“Oh, uh, no.” He then picked up a small piece of toast. “Here, take it.”

Hajime fed the toast to Nagito, who hummed happily as he chewed and swallowed.

Continuing to pick up more pieces and give them to Nagito, it didn’t feel all as dreadful as Hajime had originally thought it was… but it also was at the same time but for a different reason.

The questions he was going to get later was the thing that he wasn’t ready for.

“Why did you do it?” “Do you care for him that much?” “Not even Monomi stopped you??”

As of right now, Nagito was the only one he could semi-comfortably hold longer conversations with… as everyone else— aside from some of the girls— seemed to live in some sort of lala land of their own.

Honestly, it was a little isolating… but he didn’t mind… sometimes.

grrrrrrrrrrr…

Hajime blinked as he was brought back to the now, only to be met with Nagito having tensed up again.

“Sorry… how utterly bothersome once again..”

“Don’t apologize. I didn’t hear anything.” Hajime compromised, before picking up another piece and giving it to Nagito— who happily took it, relaxing his shoulders once more.

..maybe moments like this weren’t too bad. Just quiet… moments that was— anything other than this sometimes became a handful.

Before he knew it, the toast was gone.

Hajime looked down at the plate and tilted his head a bit in surprise.

“Oh.” He then looked back up to Nagito, “Are you still hungry? I can go get you more if you need.”

Nagito smiled and shook his head.

“Wow, you really are thoughtful Hajime! But I think I’m okay, I feel a lot better thanks to you.”

“Hm.. don’t mention it. I didn’t want you dying in here or something.”

“Awe, you thought I’d starve to death in here? Wow… to think you don’t want someone like me to die like the rest of them do… that makes me so happy!”

Hajime looked at him with a confused look… the same one he usually looked at Nagito with.

That silence was soon interrupted though… following up with another rumbling sound.

guuuuuuuu…

Hajime tensed, and Nagito laughed.

“That wasn’t me this time!”

“Whatever it was… I didn’t hear it.”

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[danganronpa-obsession-hell]

A part 3 of dating a reader who's the opposite of them and when asked why there dating Saud girl they blush and say they're too cute~ with Hiyoko saionji, Kirumi tojo and Mukuro ikusaba

I’m trying to a request a day FYI everyone, so yeah lol-Mod Junko

Hiyoko, Kirumi and Mukuro with a S/O who’s the opposite of them

Hiyoko Saionji

• the fact Hiyoko was even in a relationship surprised everyone, she was so nasty usually most people thought that nobody would want to deal with that in a relationship, not you though

• Hiyoko is pretty nasty to Mikan but you work with her to try and make her stop bullying her and be nicer to the rest of her class, she begrudgingly goes along with it

• she only lets you see her soft side, anyone else gets dirty glares from her. It’s very soft between you two, you get her gummies and candy, she’ll cuddle and be very lovey for the night

• mahiru was asking how Hiyoko was since they’re best friends and you mentioned how Hiyoko was so cute when she wasn’t being so hostile

• Hiyoko nearly spat out her gummies “I’m not cute! You’re just saying that cause I’m small!”

• all you could do was stifle a laugh before Hiyoko tossed her bag of gummies at your face, it didn’t hurt but it sure was funny

• she reluctantly said sorry later and offered cuddles to make up for it, she sure is soft when she wants to be

Kirumi Tojo

• Kirumi is very loving to you, as much as kokichi calls her mom, she really does act like one, but you respect she doesn’t like to be called that

• honestly no one even knows you two are together since Kirumi is so quiet and you’re so energetic, as ditzy as you are, she does love you

• whenever she’s serving the other students you’re right there helping her, folding laundry or cooking food, she tries to tell you that she can do it on her own and she doesn’t want to drag you into her work but you help her anyway

• “why is it that you’re so forward with helping me, Y/N? It is my job to serve others but you do it with me anyway”

• “you’re my girlfriend, of course I want to help.” You responded. “Plus I like watching you work, you’re so cute”

• kirumi’s face went a slight tint of red, and she simply smiled to herself

• “whatever you say my dear, but I believe you’re the cute one here”

• you two continued to clean the dining hall, enjoying the quiet moment of being in each other’s company

Mukuro ikusaba

• Mukuro never really thought she’d be with someone since the state of herself and how she’s affiliated with Junko, but you proved her dead wrong

• She may be stone cold normally but she’s very gentle on you, she loves watching you be so energetic, it’s adorable to her

• Mukuro was working out in her room while you were reading on the bed, her doing push ups to keep herself in shape

• you were watching her do her workout and had a lovestruck look on your face before Mukuro caught your eyes looking at her

• “what are you looking so giddy for, my love?”

• you shook your head with a smirk and looked back at your book, “nothing, you just look so cute”

• Mukuro’s face went red and she sat up on her knees, rubbing her arm, “I wouldn’t call me cute, but you definitely are”

• you smiled at Mukuro as she joined you on the bed and layed against you, softly stroking your hair

• “maybe I should make you join my work outs if you’re going to sit and watch me like that.”

• you chuckled and put an arm around Mukuro’s waist, letting her rest against you

•”that would be nice, dear”

[linesofink]

Buckle up yall, I'm going on a rant about how I think Junko got power over each Remnant of Despair (ignoring the canon brainwashing because I hate it, it makes no sense). Warnings for death mentions, different levels of manipulation, and trauma being used against people.

Y'all ready? Okay.

Imposter was a tiny bit difficult, but nothing Junko was unable to control. They probably felt empty and wanted a chance to exist without impersonating someone, so Junko likely just made a promise and used a little bit of sweet talk to trick them into believing that her plans would let them just exist and be able to do what they want. The despair of knowing that you basically don't exist would break them eventually.

Teruteru, simple leverage and threatening, probably blackmail too. Junko likely has ways to look into everyone's pasts and relationships, so she probably dangled the life and prosperity of his mother and the family diner over his head as a way to force him into things. It probably escalated at some point, and ended up just outright becoming what he wanted to do himself. If you put enough pressure on something, it will break eventually.

Mahiru took a little effort maybe, but Satō's death and the guilt of having a bit of involvement in Natsumi's death weighs down on her and thus Junko was able to make her believe it really was all her fault which in turn drove her into despair.

Peko was simple, all she had to do was get Fuyuhiko on their side and Peko would follow. Junko would've probably just killed Fuyuhiko too if he wasn't useful to her, so maybe Junko threatened his life which made Peko desperate to do anything to ensure his safety. Her entire existence revolved around his, and if something happened to her, she would be useless. The thought made her frantic and plung into despair due to that.

Ibuki wasn't difficult due to her IQ. Ibuki wasn't the brightest, but she was useful in some aspects. Junko probably went with either tricking her, or using popularity and relevance as leverage aswell, maybe even using other classmates again. Ibuki got a little anxious, and it spiraled over a long period of it into a state of despair at the constant worry.

Hiyoko took some time, but her own past was in play and used against her. Junko likely promised she'd be able to see the people she loved again and that the pressure from popularity would stop. Hiyoko likely fell apart when she realized she wasn't going to see her only loved ones again, and like the rest broke and fell into despair.

Mikan was one of the easier targets. Her issues with her past and her constant anxiety made it easy to get her to attach to Junko. Mikan was so used to being mistreated that just a slight bit of positive affection or even just a bit of praise got her to follow Junko around and cling to her, she's traumatized and unstable and was easy to control. Even the slightest bit of negativity from Junko after that would cause her to spiral towards despair and make her desperate for the rare positivity.

Nekomaru took effort, but once again it was likely the childhood. Since he was bullied for his name (at least if I recall correctly) she likely used that as a "Don't you want revenge?" tactic. Maybe she used his heart condition too, "you'll only live a certain amount of time, use it for what's really important." He reflected and realized he was doomed to die and his childhood was nothing but pain, so he tripped and smacked into the floor of despair.

Gundham was simple; his loved ones and his childhood made it easy. She could've easily used the Devas against him or even his mother, and probably made comments about his father and the people around him growing up. The Devas were dear to him, so she likely used an anger and desperation tactic and made him feel despair out of worry for them.

Nagito was both easy and difficult. He was so dead set on the fact that Hope was always triumphant, it took a bit more. She probably made him reflect a lot on his childhood, the treatment he faced daily, probably berated him then gave him rare praise, took time to slowly ease him away from his Hope mindset and into Despair. He was a process, but he eventually submerged to Despair when he finally gave up and thought, "What's the point in continuing on if my luck and presence will only torment everyone?"

Akane was yet another game of Childhood Trauma as a weapon. The childhood she faced was rough and she was still not stable from it, Junko probably exposed her to things that reminded her vaguely of her childhood that got progressively more dark as it went on. Junko used the fact that Akane would jump and snap into action as reflex, and she trained her like an animal to pounce at things. Akane slowly drowned in her thoughts of her life and it turned to a despair-ridden rage.

Kazuichi was merely another childhood and peers case. "You'll never be loved by anyone," she said, "You'll never be loved romantically, and probably never were in a platonic or even familial way." She would repeat. She'd break him slowly by using everyone else and probably claimed to be the only one who cared. Kazuichi is highly emotional, and he fell into despair rather easily since he -like most teenage boys- probably cared a lot about how people viewed him.

Fuyuhiko was easy. "You were raised to kill and hurt others mercilessly, do the one thing you're good at." She told him. Natsumi's death, the pressure of his life, whatever traumas he experienced as a kid. They all added up. He knew what he was capable of, and he probably subconsciously wanted to act on it. Put too many things onto one thing and it'll eventually topple over onto that one thing, he was crushed by the weights on his shoulders till it made him drop to one knee in the face of despair herself.

Sonia was quite literally "Aren't you tired of being nice? Don't you wanna just go apeshit?" Her life was dictated by her social standing. Taught from birth to be one way, ignore all interests and indulge in one goal. "You are not a person, you're a leader." Junko would remind her, then claim she was so much more than what she was taught. She grew sad, then angry, then cold and sadistic. Despair made her emotional and irrational, so she acted out of impulse and revenge.

We know Izuru joined Junko just because he was bored and wanted entertainment, but I don't believe it was that simple. He wanted entertainment, yes. He was bored, yes. But that couldn't be all, right? He's strong, mentally and physically, at least he was supposed to be. He was so tired of the calculating life he lived, tired of not knowing who he once was, and tired of how tired he was, and it probably gave him a subconscious sadness. He grieved himself without realizing it, and he was probably not mentally stable due to his existence. Junko took advantage of it. She knew he was bored out of his mind, so she promised him ways to feel something other than empty boredom. "In a world without them, you can do whatever you want. You can find out who you once were, you can watch people act out of Despair and Hope, and you can even watch Despair and Hope battle till only one remains." She'd convince, speaking innocently till she brought him into a sense of false security and then turned it all around and left him to his own devices when she started THH.

Of course, there's also Chisa. She was exposed to the first Mutual Killing Game, and it hurt her emotionally. That couldn't break her though, logically it made no sense for that and the Reserve Boy to be what broke her, and the literal lobotomy didn't make sense. Sure, exposure and warping of the mind works, but Chisa'e actions come from her heart. So I think it'd be more fitting if Junko had used Chisa's loved ones as leverage. Kyosuke, Juzo, class 77, they're all important to her and she loves them dearly in their own separate ways. So Junko probably used all of their wellbeing against her, and she acted out of desperation and panic, cracking and shattering into shards of Despair slowly when Junko would speak.

Then, Chiaki was the cake on top of it all for them. Her death would ruin the tiny hints of sanity they clung to subconsciously, and it'd send waves of Despair through them all at once.

Class 77-B was her perfect target, and Izuru and Ryota were what she needed to help that plan become reality. She used her charms and their weaknesses to her advantage, and they ended up worshipping her as a savior. She "woke them up" in a sense, that's what she told them at least. In the end, she had some victory, but we all know how that played out in the end. Moral of the story, don't be batshit like Junko and try to watch out for people like her!

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Once again, this PRICK had to play everyone all like fiddles again <_<... On the plus side, seeing Mahiru cut that pig up was kind of cathartic, so we'll take solace in that >:)...

I do believe that Nagito should be punished, indeed, but it’s clear to me now that I have no right to take that punishment into my own hands...

It’s what he’s counting on after all...and if there’s even a slight chance I can stop him from getting what he wants, then I’ll do it.

May I impart some wisdom to everyone for a moment? Let me take you back to what I stood for during the brief time we knew each other in the Killing Game on Jabberwock Island.

What does that have to do with anything?

Do you remember what it was that I wanted more than anything?

To stop anyone from dying.

And how did I aim to achieve that?

With the party. You put us all in a single place so we could watch each other.

That party plan backfired on me, but the idea was to make sure we could all be united as a team, and as a single unit.

And now, I think we need that more than ever.

It’s because we remain divided that miscreants like Komaeda, Enoshima and Shirogane can take advantage of our feelings, and crush our Hope to form their Despair.

But remember, we aren’t out of the game yet. As long as the rest of us still draw breath, Zetsubou will never destroy us.

I know I can’t speak for you, but your goal this whole time was to atone, right? Well, you’re not going to do that by killing a man, regardless of what he’s done.

Not to mention, Mikan and Akane still need us...so do Teruteru and Hiyoko...So do Fuyuhiko and Kazuichi...and so does Hajime...

Because I’m not totally convinced he IS gone. There’s gotta be a way we can bring him back, we’ve just...gotta figure that out!

...To be perfectly honest...I’m still not completely convinced leaving Nagito alive was the correct decision. It comes at numerous risks...

However...what matters more to me is making sure we don’t pull away from each other, and let our arguments turn us into monsters...

Indubitably. Let us overcome this trial together.

I’ll put the work in too of course.

Agreed. I do still need to be a role model mother to Natsumi, despite everything.

In that case, what do you suggest we do?

What Chihiro suggested we do. Obviously, we cannot go against the House Arrest, but I think for now, we should reconvene with Mikan and Akane, and discuss our plan.

Sounds good to me. 

[murdertrialimagines]

Sleepover Spies

“Can I request a Kazuichi x Fem! S/O x Fuyuhiko imagine where she is having a sleepover with the rest of the DR2 girls and whilst that is happening the boys are spying on them and she ends up revealing she likes both Fuyuhiko and Kazuichi and not soon after the boys would get caught? (It doesn't matter who she ends up with ^~^ nwn)”

I took a five week break even thought I had this typed in my phone for three weeks...I’m so sorry. Here it is! (Story under the tag)

PS: I wrote separate endings for each boy bc I could’t choose one!

Warning: Cussing!

Fuyuhiko knew you were at the sleepover that night 

Peko informed him of the occasion as she packed a small bag of belongings, along with a bag of snacks she had been picked to provide

He thought nothing of it until a note came under his door, telling him to go to the beach at 8pm

Fuyuhiko honestly thought it was plot for a murder, and almost asked Peko to stay back with him

But he saw the rare childish gleam of joy behind her glasses, and said fuck it

Who was gonna kill him on a day where at least half of the group had an alibi?

And hell would freeze over before he ruined a night for you two, as he knew you wouldn’t let Peko go alone if there really was a murder awaiting

So at eight he headed to the beach, a small switchblade from the market concealed in his pocket

But when Fuyuhiko arrived, all he found was an exasperated Hajime and a yelling Kazuichi

“C’mon, this is our chance to see the girls in their natural habitat! Pillow fights and truth or dareeee! Kazuichi fell to his knees dramatically, grabbing Hajime’s pant leg

Fuyuhiko made his presence known with a forced cough, both boys looking at him

“Fuyuhiko! The man I wanted!” Kazuichi got up and ran over. “You’ll come with me, right?”

Fuyuhiko shot Hajime a look, Hajime throwing a tired one back

“He wants to spy on the girls. Everyone else already left.”

Kazuichi put his hands together, trying to give the shorter boy puppy eyes

“Pleaseeee?”

“What kinda guy spies on girls when they’re at their most vulnerable? Seems kinda creepy ya know.”

“Fuyu~!”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Just a few minutes!” Kazuichi got up, attempting to cup his hands over Fuyuhiko’s who pulled his hands away in disgust

“You’re gonna go whether I go or not, right? I’ll go with you just to make sure you don’t try any shady shit.”

“Thank you!” Kazuichi grabbed his hand. “Let’s go!”

When they arrived at Mahiru’s cottage, the music being able to be heard from a few houses down

Sneaking up to the window, Kazuichi peered in while Fuyuhiko stayed behind

He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t curious, though, each time he heard your voice he noticed the urge to peer in becoming more prominent

And then Sonia cheerfully suggested truth or dare, much to Kazuichi’s delight

At least, Fuyuhiko thought that was where the mechanic’s heart was

In reality, Kazuichi had his eyes on you the whole time, instead of the princess. He would never tell anyone, but he was infatuated with you, He was known to be superficial when it came to women, but you were just different, somehow

And it pulled him in fast

Be barely noticed Fuyuhiko standing next to him now, nor did he care

He was invested in the questions you girls were throwing at each other; asking if Sonia was betrothed or if Peko had ever killed someone, the last one causing Fuyuhiko to let out an airy laugh

And then the questions turned towards you

“Y/n! Truth or dare?” Hiyoko asked with a smirk on her face

“Truth no way am I taking a dare from you”

“Boooring! Fine, who do you have a crush on? If you say Nagito I’m kicking you out!”

Both boys felt their breath hitch

Did you even have a crush? Who was it? Could it possibly be them?

Kazuichi

“I, uh...I like Kazuichi?” You said it like it was a question

Gasps came from both boys, luckily covered by the gasps of the girls as well

“Kazuichi? Am I hearing you right?” Akane asked sheepishly

“Yeah, he’s a total idiot!” Hiyoko huffed. “I’d never look twice at a guy like him.”

“I think he’s cute!” You defended, cheeks red. “He’s a dork, yeah, but once you get to know him, he’s quite sweet!”

This got a small giggle of euphoria from the boy in question, and both boys had to duck when heads turned their way

“Well man, good job,” Fuyuhiko stated, slight disappointment etched onto his face. “Just don’t treat her bad, because Peko’s answer to her truth or dare question still stands, and she’ll do it again to whoever hurts Y/n.”

“T-thanks man!” Kazuichi gave Fuyuhiko a wide yet nervous smile

“Y/n~! Your man is here!~”

Both boys looked up to see Mahiru leaning out of the window, beaming. An exaggerated “Oh~!” from the other girls. “Usually I’d chew you out but this moment is too perfect!”

Mahiru left the window, and a few seconds later you were seemingly shoved into it, staring at the boy, blushing

“K-Kazuichi! What’s up?” You asked nervously, eyes darting anywhere but his gaze

Kazuichi had thought about asking you out to many times, but never thought you might actually like him back. Sure, he acted a fool when he was around girls he thought were pretty, but when he realized he was serious about you, he wanted to ask you out formally

And what’s more formal than outside a window in the middle of the night?

“So uh, I was wondering if maybe I can - I mean if you want - uh, we could possibly go on a date? Like a picnic or something, or maybe you would like something more-”

Kazuichi stopped when he noticed you were finally looking him in the eyes, the slight redness on your cheeks now deepening and spreading to your ears and neck

“Y/n?”

“Yes! I mean, sure - I’d really like to go out with you.” You gave him the teeniest smile, but he saw the world in it

Cheers erupted from the room, you looking back at all of your friends

“I’m so proud of you Y/n,” Chiaki said with a sleepy smile

“So cute!”

“Be nice to her now!”

“GET SOME Y/N!”

“IBUKI”

Fuyuhiko

“I, uh, I actually like Fuyuhiko?”

Both boys froze at this, the only sound was the girl’s “aww!”s and Peko’s small chuckle

“I already knew, Y/n” Peko said with a soft smile. “I think you should ask him out, the outcome just might be favorable.”

But outside the window, two different reactions were occuring

Fuyuhiko never thought you would like him

Yes, you two held hands, and went on picnics, or stayed up late talking, but that was because you saw him as a close friend, right?

But the more he thought about it, the more he realized how wrong he was

He had confided in Peko about his liking to you, and lately Peko has been excusing herself from the activities you three usually did together, leaving him with just you

‘Well, shit’ Fuyuhiko thought. ‘Thanks for playing wingman, Peko’

The boy to his side, however, was in a different state

“She likes you?!” Kazuichi hissed, looking at Fuyuhiko. “How?!”

“Maybe because we’re actually close and spend time together, and I’m actually decent around girls.”

“You two practically live together, right? I know you three have sleepovers often,” Kazuichi’s eyes lit up. “Just tell me, how’s she look under those clothes? You have to have seen her after a shower, right?!”

“I suggest you shut the fuck up.”

Kazuichi put his hand on Fuyuhiko’s shoulder, the shorter boy tensing up. “It’s a boy’s natural response to look at girls when they shower, biological code! I bet she’s got sweet-”

Fuyuhiko turned around and punched Kazuichi, causing him to yelp. When Kazuichi retaliated, the boys fell, both scuffling on the ground, yelling at each other

After only a few seconds both boys heard a familiar voice, causing their actions to stop immediately

“Fuyuhiko? Kazuichi? What are you guys doing?”

Both boys looked up to see you peering out the window, with Peko next to you. She looked ready to hop out of the window, glaring at Kazuichi with a gaze that made his blood drain from his face

“Y/n!” Fuyuhiko stood up, brushing himself off. “This bastard made some wrong decisions that ended in his getting his ass beat.”

“You’re bleeding! Hold on, I’ll be right there”

This was when Fuyuhiko noticed the feeling of something dripping down his nose and off his lip. He didn’t need to touch it to figure out what it was

A few moments later, you arrived with a napkin, holding it to his nose. “Peko, can you take Kazuichi back to his dorm? He seems pretty out of it.”

With a nod, Peko came out and picked up Kazuichi, and you and Fuyuhiko started to walk back to his room

“What on earth were you doing out there?” You asked the boy, who was now holding the napkin to his nose himself

“I was making sure Kazuichi didn’t do anything, but he did, so I kicked his ass.”

You let out an huff of air in amusement, looking at the ground. “Always starting fights, aren’t you?”

Fuyuhiko stopped walking. “I heard what you said earlier.”

This caused you to freeze, turning your head away from his stare. “What do you mean? I didn’t do a-anything.”

Fuyuhiko walked up to you, but refused to look you in the eye. “You said you liked me. It wasn’t a lie, right?”

You wanted to refute him, but you just couldn’t lie to the boy. “It wasn’t a lie. I just didn’t want you to find out...who needs the drama of unrequited love and awkward friendships when you’re in a freaking murder game for gods sake?”

“But it’s not one sided, Y/n.” Fuyuhiko stated, his voice louder than it was a moment ago. “I...like you too.”

“You do?” You snapped your head up to meet his eyes, both of you blushing at the sudden contact. “I never thought you would.”

“Would you like to go out sometime? I mean, do the things we usually do, but with a different feeling?”

You giggled at his words, taking his hand in your own

“I would love to.”

I actually did it. Back from the dead. I have two more requests in my box before I will take more! See you soon (hopefully!)

[dreamcatcherrs]

mcyts reaction to you flinching during an argument

TW; slight mention of abuse, angst

+ sad boi hours; open

++ for all of you angst lovers<3

song recommendation: start//end - EDEN

dream:

when he yelled something at you, wanting some sort of response from you and you didn’t give it to him, he grabbed you by your arm angrily and pulled you close to him.

you flinched away from him, turning your head away in reflex to what his next move might be.

he would immediately let go of you, taking a step back. he would just look at you, heart dropping at the fact that you thought he’d ever do something to hurt you in any way.

would feel disappointed with himself even days after the incident, and would even doubt if him being with you was a good thing at all, where you’d have to reassure him for him to eventually forget about it.

georgenotfound:

you and george were having a disagreement about something, keeping a close proximity to each other throughout the argument.

after having raised his voice, he would be lifting his hand to move hair out of his face. and that’s when you flinched, closing your eyes thightly.

george honestly wouldn’t know what to do. he’d just be standing there, stuck in place out of shock. eventually, he’d gently grab your hand, scared to touch your face in case you’d flinch again.

he’d talk to you about how he’d never hurt you, and asked if there was some deeper reason as to why you’d flinched so easily.

sapnap:

he would be so angry at himself, and would probably, before you could even stop him, storm out of the house to clear his mind and think about what he’d just done.

when he came back, he would hug you so hard, tears streaming down his face and repeating phrases like “I’m so sorry” and “I’d never hurt you”.

he’d make sure you knew just how much he loved you, and that you had no reason to ever flinch away from him again. cuddle sessions are a definite yes after an incident like this.

badboyhalo:

oh my god, when I tell you this mans’ heart would break into a million pieces-

he’d crush your body in his arms, coddling you so tightly to him whilst whispering sweet words into your ear. he would feel so crushed.

the poor guy would be crying😖

after that, he would try his best to avoid getting into arguments, or at least avoid ever raising his voice at you again.

technoblade:

would feel really hurt that you thought he’d hit you. lowkey a little disappointed about how you flinched so easily just by him raising his hand slightly, but would push the selfish thought aside and talk to you about it calmly, even though the action had really hurt him.

he wasn't a violent person, and he thought you knew that.

he doesn't want to send you down a guilt trip or anything, but he just feels so… lost? makes him doubt wether you trust him and he could think about it for literal weeks, because he’d have a hard time talking about it.

wilbur soot:

runs a hand over his face, wide eyes staring back at you in shock. it takes him a moment to realise that you had just flinched because of him. that you'd acted out in a way people who are scared do. he doesn't really know what to do at first - he doesn't want to cause more damage.

“y/n…” he trails off, lifting a hand slowly towards you, afraid that he’ll scare you away. the last thing he’d ever want is for you to be scared of him.

he cant just stand there, and he can tell that all you really need right now is some comfort, so he’ll just grab you and pull you right into his arms, apologising over and over again and assuring you that he'd never make you flinch again.

skeppy:

he would be really confused.

like, he would just be standing there with a confused expression on his face until you looked up at him again. 

“did you think I was going to hit you?”

his bottom lip would tremble, and his heart would just be pounding out of his chest.

he’d feel better once you comforted him and told him that you just flinch easily, but he would still think about it sometimes when he looked at you.

karl jacobs:

his eyes would widen, quickly trying to reach out and touch you, only realising that the reason you flinched was because you didn’t want him to touch you. because you’d felt a reason to lift your hands in front of you in defence.

instead he would clasp his hand over his mouth, feeling tears well up in his eyes. and just let out a sob.

and that’s when you quickly ran to comfort him, going down with him when he fell onto his knees.

would profusely be mumbling sorries between sobs. that moment would scar him for a long time ;-;

fundy:

would immediately take you into his arms. he pushed aside how much it hurt to know that you could ever be scared of him, because you came first.

lots of back rubbing and cheek kisses - he would be very worried that you flinched because someone had actually hit you before you eve met him or something along those lines.

would apologise for scaring you and wipe tears away from your cheeks if you were crying.

would have a long conversation with you about it afterwards.

quackity:

would back away from you.

he didn’t know what the fuck to do. if he should comfort you or back the hell away. so he chose the safest option, seeing as you had clearly shown a sign of defence.

you would kinda just look at each other for a while.

“I- did you just-” he would cut himself off trying to form the right sentence.

“baby, I wouldn't hit you. you know I wouldn't… right?”

punz:

like sapnap, he would take off, leaving you in confusion and hurt about how you had so easily reacted like that.

he wanted to be there for you, but he knew that he needed to clear his mind and think about what had just happened before he could do that. once he was outside, he would yell at the top of his lungs, letting out his pain through doing so.

when he entered again, he would start talking about how he was such a dick and should be more careful with the way he moves and that he wouldn't ever hurt you or anything like that.

would ramble on until you shut him up, assuring him that there was no reason to be angry or upset. it would definitely calm him down, but he wouldn't be able to sleep very well that night knowing that he had made you flinch so badly.

awesamdude:

sam is just very shocked. and confused… and generally feels a lot of emotions washing over him all at once. the anger was still there, but he could hold it back for a while if it meant being able to wipe that expression off your face.

with furrowed brows he gently cups your cheeks, relieved when you didn't try to pull away or anything like that. he wouldn't really talk directly about it right then, but rather comforts you. you are his number one priority right now.

“hey, hey, hey. it’s okay, I’m here.” and then just hugs you and lets you cry it out on his shoulder. will talk to you about it later and eventually resolve your previous argument. makes sure you never flinch at him again.

corpse husband:

corpse knows he can get pretty heated in arguments, but to make you flinch… he’d never seen that one coming, and honestly, it would hit him like a truck. he would stumble over is own words, hands clamming to you protectively, only to move away again as he realised the one who he had to protect you from was himself. 

would beat himself up about it a lot afterwards. like, he’d think about that look on your face and just space out, which you would notice of course cause his brows would knit together and he’d look so fucking sad. he’d just be scared to do it again.

eret:

it was the worst thing he'd ever witnessed. you can almost hear his heart crack right into two pieces. he’d just look at you with sad, bulging puppy eyes until you moved to look at him again with guilt dancing in your eyes once seeing his.

“y/n, I… I would never hit you.”

I feel like he could cry depending on how bad the argument had been, but overall he is just very very sad. wouldn't be able to hold back even if he was scared of making you flinch again, and would just hold you. until you were ready to talk about it, he’d be right there with his hands clinging onto you for dear life.

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Hi! Is it okay if I request Hajime with a s/o who started having frequent nightmares?? (imagine or headcanons it's up to you) <3

HAJIME & A S/O WHO’S HAVING NIGHTMARES.

pairing — hajime hinata / gn reader.

content — nightmares, death mention, blood mention, maybe cursing?, fluff, comfort.

notes — smth abt hajime makes me go completely insane. and i mean punching the mattress sobbing nosebleeding insane. don’t know what tho.

you're not sure what you're doing here.

all you know is that it's pitch-black outside, with even the lurid half-moon clouded over darkly, and you're shivering with a nauseous combination of cold and fear. you know you hadn't paused long enough even to wipe the hot tears off your face or grab something warmer than your large sleep-shirt and shorts before sprinting from your cabin with a vigour.

and you know where you are now, even if you hadn't when you were running.

before you can talk yourself out of it, you knock. quietly at first, and then - because you remember that he's a pretty heavy sleeper - a little louder. there's a grumbling, a shifting, and you're struck with how late it is with a sudden terror. is he... going to be mad at you? people get little enough sleep as it is in this place, you shouldn't have disturbed him, but...

the door swings open cautiously, and hajime's olive eyes blink out at you, soft with sleep and hazy with suspicion. with a cry, you fling yourself forward, arms wrapping clumsily around his neck. he's wonderfully warm and a little damp with sweat, and he chokes on a shock little gasp at the sudden contact, legs stumbling backwards.

"hey - wh- y/n?!" he yelps, toned arms scrabbling for a hold. he yanks you away from him, suddenly on high alert and his eyes rake up and down your body in a panic. "wh- what's wrong? are you hurt? did someone try—"

you shake your head wordlessly, but the tears don't stop seeping down your cheeks. you can still see it, brutally clearly; your friends dead in a macabre wreath upon the floor, tongues lolling and eyes rolled back, pale and milky with death. hajime, shirt stained with pink, pale lips parted, hair matted with blood.

"s-sorry," you squeak out finally, lifting a shaking hand to wipe at your face. it had seemed so real, you just had to see him to prove... you gulped in a breath of dizzying oxygen, committing the image of him to mind. he stands in the blue-dark of his cabin, lit by the pool lights streaming in through the shutters, wearing only a loose pair of shorts, hair mussed, eyes wide and scared, skin shiny and shaking.

"it's, uh, it's okay." concern still pricks at his expression. "wh- what happened?"

you shake your head, eyes brimming. "it's stupid. i had a dream... i needed to see you."

hajime's mouth parts in surprise, tips of his ears going red. "oh. d- d'you, uh, d'you wanna come in?"

you stare at him, heart thudding hopefully. "isn't that against the rules?"

"i don't think so." he gives a slight shrug of his shoulders. "didn't hiyoko stay the night at mahiru's once?"

"o-oh, i think you're right." you sniff, regaining your composure, shame beginning to unfurl in your stomach. "are you sure... you don't mind? i'll be okay on my own, i just..."

a soft touch to your shoulder breaks your words in half, and the way hajime stares down at you shatters them completely. it's so - tender, for someone rough around the edges like him. you get the sense that this is as much for him as it is for you. "i don't mind," he mutters. "actually, i'd... kinda like it."

and because you're weak, you're already nodding. "okay. i... thank you."

hajime's short burst of confidence seems to end abruptly, and he quickly drops his hand, clearing his throat. "uhhh, okay, so... do you mind sharing? or i can take the couch, or..."

"i'd like to share," you say, cheeks burning. "if - you don't mind, obviously."

"i don't!" he says a little loudly. "you, uh, make yourself comfortable. i'm gonna use the bathroom."

you nod, and as the door shuts behind him, you look around. unsurprisingly, the cabin looks identical to yours, save for the number of monokuma ornaments on the shelf. his is pretty empty; you suppose he doesn't care much to collect them. you like it, because it at least gives you something to do. your shelf is basically full. the bed is messier, too. your cheeks warm as you look at it. his bed. the bed where hajime sleeps. you were going to sleep on it. with him.

you lower yourself to sit on the edge, and it's warm with the leftover heat from his body. he always runs so hot, like there's liquid lightning shot through his veins. you wish monokuma could've banished you all to an appalachian mountainside instead of a tropical paradise, if only so his body heat would be more welcome.

you curl up on the side against the cool wall, pressing your heated shoulder against it for some relief and ardently trying not to take up too much space. the beds are queen-sized, but it'd still be a bit of a squash with the two of you, and suddenly your heart is racing again and not because you're scared.

there's the flush of a toilet and the running of the tap before hajime steps back out, drying his hands on a towel. now that the two of you are a little calmer, he appears to feel a little more weird about being basically naked in front of you, and hastens to duck under the covers, ears burning.

the two of you settle. your arms touch. you can hear him breathing, but it's not enough. you want him closer, and warm, with his heartbeat thudding dully against your ear, that sluggish tap of it into your skin. and so before you can talk yourself out of it, you roll over and nestle beneath his limp arm, curling your body around his, head on his chest.

he yelps and squirms at the sudden contact, but then he must feel you shaking because he quietens down. swallowing so hard that you hear it, he timidly brings an arm up around your waist, shuffling you closer to him. it's sweltering, this heat, but you don't mind.

"is this okay?" hajime whispers into the dark, as though he's so afraid to hurt you, as if he truly thinks he ever could.

"okay," you affirm in a mumble, lips moving against his skin, and he shivers.

"okay," he chuckles a little breathlessly. "sweet dreams."

[sonicstalker123]

Fuyuhiko x Airhead!Clumsy!Reader

CW: Mentions of bruises, M1kan, mentions of bugs (specifically butterflies)

It was just a normal day, everybody was going to get their breakfast and Fuyuhiko was on his way towards the cafeteria and he sees S/O, who was watching the butterflies fly by and trips on the floor.

Fuyuhiko runs up to S/O, who is rubbing their forehead. “Ugh, fuck, that hurt like hell, how did I trip on the stairs?” They mutter to themself.

“Shit, Y/N, are you alright? I saw you trip on the stairs.” He asks, with a concerned tone.

S/O chuckles nervously. “Yeah, Fuyu, this is nothing. I just can’t think about the pain, in fact, I just gotta not think about it… or laugh at the pain.”

‘Holy shit, that’s… depressing with a hint of badassery.’ Fuyuhiko says to himself. He extends his hand to help S/O up.

S/O grabs his hand and he helps them up.

He wraps their arm around his shoulder as support, their knee was badly bruised.

Their face had a mix of a grimaced expression and slight embarrassment as the two slowly but surely made their way up the stairs.

Constant “S/O, are you okay?”s

Fuyuhiko, they’re fine, trust me, it’s just a bruise, he’s just being an overly concerned boyfriend

Once they made it upstairs, everybody turned around at Fuyuhiko and S/O.

Akane is happily eating Teruteru’s food. Fuyuhiko then lifts up his arm and then EVERYBODY turns around Mikan sees the large, multi-colored bruise on their knee.

“Kya! Y-You have a l-large bruise on y-your leg!” Mikan asks, in a panic.

Mahiru looks at Fuyuhiko. “You didn’t walk with them for breakfast? Isn’t that a thing you do with them daily?”

“Shut up! They were pretty hungry this morning, and they told me they would head to the cafeteria a little earlier to request chocolate chip pancakes. I went shortly after I saw them walk towards the cafeteria and that’s when I saw them trip and helped them up.”

Mahiru scoffs and turns away.

Fuyuhiko walks away and gets himself some breakfast and sits next to his S/O.

✨Time skip to after breakfast✨

The two go to the second island, with his S/O looking away, looking a little distant. S/O suddenly stops in their tracks. Fuyuhiko then notices and turns around.

He notices that S/O is looking at the ground, with their arm covering their eyes. They’re quietly crying.

“S/O? What’s wrong??” He asks, turning around to look at them.

“I’m a dumbass, aren’t I..?” S/O asks, sniffling.

Fuyuhiko then walks up to them, hugging them. “What makes you say that? Did somebody fucking say that to you? It was Hiyoko wasn’t it? That bastard!” He asks.

“Nobody said anything like that about me though…” S/O mentions.

“I sure as hell hope they didn’t say that to you. Anyway…. it can be kinda funny sometimes-“ He stops himself mid sentence.

“Ah, not helping, fuck. Anyway… you may be a bit clumsy, it’s not the end of the world, S/O. Just… please be aware of your surroundings when Peko and I aren’t near or with you. When one or both of us are near you, you don’t have to worry about it.” He says while kissing their head.

They laugh to themself and lift their head, much to Fuyuhiko’s surprise. “S/O???”

“Haha… that… made me so happy! I’m glad you don’t think I’m a dumbass or anything like that! Yay!” They wipe their tears.

“Haha, yep. You wanna go to the park? It sounds like fun and I hear they have butterflies now.”

S/O’s eyes light up and they happily run towards the park with Fuyuhiko not too far away.

They spend all day at the park and make their way back to their respective cottages for the night.

[nevermindtheweights]

A needy grumble comes from a certain dancers gut, craving a special type of filling only one person can provide. "Mahiruuuuu! I need a drink, please..."

"Ngh... Again? You had a drink yesterday..." Mahiru groaned.

While she certainly loved Hiyoko and would do anything for her, this was starting to get a touch annoying. What had been a treat was quickly becoming a daily event and it was wearing the hefty redhead out. Not to mention it had really grown the dancer too....

But she couldn't deny she liked doing it, despite her slight fatigue over the matter....

"F-fine.... Just give me a bit, alright?"

[httpswwwtbhkcom]

Your Not Trash

[Oneshot/Imagine]

Pairing: Nagito Komaeda x Reader

[@httpswwwtbhkcom’s masterlist]

Summary: You are comforting Nagito telling him he's not trash and giving him a present to make him happy.

Warning: Swearing, Nagito saying that he’s trash :(, you and Nagito are dating, mentions of dying, some trigger warnings(?),

Genre: Fluff, slight angst, 

Keys:

Y/n- your name, gift- present,

Reader: Neutral

Made by: ??? (Please tell me who owns the art so I could credit them!)

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After the trial and the execution, The others immediately went back to their dorms while you and Komaeda decided on staying on his dorm.

He was stressed- The others almost lost hope. The blackened made finding the clues difficult. So he had to lead them to be hopeful again. It was almost like the first trial but with more despair. Every time he tried to give them hope, telling them that they could do it, Hiyoko snapped at him to shut up and die. In the end, they finally found the blackened. But some starts to doubt the other.

And there he was, sitting on his bed, hands gripping his hair, eyes on the floor. While you're just sitting beside him, worried. You rubbed circles on his back, at least attempting to calm him down a little. He looked at you, still stressed. Komaeda gave you a small but forced smile.

“No need to calm a trash like me down, Y/n. I don’t deserve it.” He chuckled bitterly. You furrowed your brows and hugged him tightly. “Please stop thinking like that Nagito... I care about you deeply. I know you're stressed, but it’s fine. I’ll always be with you.” You muttered. You felt Komaeda lay his face on your shoulder and smile.

“I don’t deserve you Y/n. Your so.... Perfect. And look at me. Just an Ultimate Lucky Student who depends on their luck.”

“And look where your luck got you. To this shitty island doing a killing game for Monokuma, and to me, where I fell in love with you and you asked me to date you, even though you thought I was going to reject you.” He chuckled at your words, then he frowned once more. He lets go and made you look at him.

“You don’t deserve someone who almost killed someone Y/n. I want you to be happy, you don’t deserve a tras-” He was cut off when you forcefully kissed him making him shut up immediately. Few seconds in and he melted on the kiss.

“Nagito.” You said, breaking the kiss. “You are not useless. You did your best to give us hope again.” You kissed him for a second. “You did your best to give me hope.” You kissed him again a bit longer. “Without you, we might’ve not found the killer. You gave us hope Nagito. Hope.” You added.

“And about the first trial...” You looked down for a few seconds, thinking of what words you should choose. While you're thinking, Komaeda looked at you, sad, worried, and anxious. “... I.. I don’t know what to say but I forgive you. That was at the past, we should focus on the future. And I promise you that we will leave this island together with our friends.” You answered, looking at him. He smiled, relief washing over him.

Silence took over after the words had slipped out of your tongue. It was peaceful. Komaeda was slightly calm again.

Though the silence was rudely interrupted by giggling. You and Komaeda immediately tensed up. ‘Monokuma.’ You immediately thought, snapping your head to the source almost immediately. “Awe, that’s so cute!” He giggled. “Lover comforting the other. Ah, young love.” Monokuma grinned. “Sorry to cut it short but it’s starting to get boring. Go have some arguments or something.” He faked a yawn.

Your anger slowly slowly rises. You glanced at Komaeda to see his brows furrowed. Before you could snap at Monokuma- “Leave us alone Monokuma.” He said sternly. “Ooh, I’m so scared~” Monokuma taunted, laughing soon after. You looked at Monokuma with disgust and pure hatred.

After Monokuma stopped laughing. He looked at the two of you to see that he successfully annoyed you two. “Welp, I guess my work here is done. See ya later lovebirds!” He waved, but before Monokuma disappeared, he said “You both will die sooner or later, so you both better cherish the moments you have together! Despair will consume you two!” Monokuma laughed again then left.

The unbearable silence stuck in the room for a few minutes. You looked at Komaeda to see him stressed once again. You sighed before standing up. Komaeda immediately looked at you worryingly. “Where are you going my love?” He asked, panicked. “I’m just going somewhere. Stay here okay?” You answered lovingly. He reluctantly nodded and listened to you. You softly smiled before leaving him alone with the deafening silence and his despair.

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Komaeda’s POV:

He watched as you left him alone. His mind was filled with questions. Why did you leave him alone in the dorm room? Was it Monokuma’s fault? Was it his fault? Did you leave for some fresh air? Are you mad at him? Do you want to leave him? Do you want to break up and cut all contacts with him!?

He shouted in frustration. Then silence.... It was like he was waiting for someone to answer all of his questions after you left.

“It was my fault, isn’t it? Was it? Why did you leave? Did I do something wrong? Did you get bored of me?” He murmured the questions. Tears slowly welling up his eyes. He was too stressed to think clearly. The sigh you left earlier made him feel it was all his fault.

“Are you tired of me? Are you tired you have to take care of me? Was I too clingy? I can change for you. I will change for you. Please tell me what I did wrong...” He pleaded to no one.

The smile and voice that he loves so much, did calm him down, but his questions were still unanswered.

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Your POV:

You slightly regretted that you left Komaeda without a reason. You wanted it to be a surprise. He was so frustrated, you thought and possibly knew that pda alone won’t help him calm down. So you decided on buying gifts for him at the Rocketpunch market.

While you were at one of the aisles, Ibuki saw you. “HEY Y/N!!” She shouted, making you jump. “Oh hey Ibuki!... What’s the chocolates for?” You asked, confused. “Ibuki’s just grabbing as many chocolates to eat later! What is Y/n doing here?” She said, continuing to grab as many sweets as she can.

“I’m just going to buy some things too. Nagito’s stressed so I thought on buying him some gifts.” You sheepishly admitted. Ibuki looked at you at awe and almost dropped her chocolates. “AW THAT’S SO CUTE!! Y/N AND NAGITO IS IBUKI’S OTP!!” You blushed as you tried to calm her down. You were still not used to people teasing you two about your relationship.

“Ok! Ok! Calm down!” You whisper yelled at her. “Sorry! Ibuki gets excited every time Ibuki hears about Y/n and Nagito does something wholesome!!” She exclaimed, trying her best to lower her voice but failed.

You nodded, saying your goodbye to Ibuki and continued on your shopping. Once you left the market, you looked at the scenery for a second to see it was almost already setting. ‘Fuck did I take that long?!’ You cursed to yourself as you ran to Komaeda’s dorm.

☽✧ ✦ ✧☾

Once you were finally at Komaeda’s dorm, you knocked on the door. You waited and waited. You didn’t seem to hear anything for a good few seconds so you knocked on the door once again, then you heard the bed creak, and footsteps going closer to the door.

Komaeda opened the door, not expecting you to be there. When his eyes landed on you, you were immediately tackled. He nuzzled his head on your shoulder. You yelped at the sudden and unexpected action Komaeda made.

“N-Nagito? Are you okay?” You asked, accidentally stuttering in the process. Komaeda lifted his head to look at you. You gently cupped his cheeks, eyeing his face. His eyes were red from crying, his brows were furrowed, he had a frown.

“Are you okay? What happened?” You asked again. “I thought you- I thought you were going to leave me.” He hiccupped. “I wasn’t going to Nagito. I’m not planning to either.” You reassured him. “B-but you left..”

You looked away, a blush appearing on your face. “About that.. I was just going to the Rocketpunch market. Sorry for not telling you. That’s why you were crying right?” Komaeda didn’t say anything, he only hugged you tighter. You placed one of your hand on his hair and gently caressed it.

“I’m so sorry, Nagito... I was going to buy something to cheer you up. But I made you sad..”

“It’s not your fault. I overreacted, no need to blame yourself, love.”

You both pulled away and looked at each other’s eyes, smiling. You both kissed then went inside the dorm. You both sat on his bed. You gave him the bag which was with the whole time you went back to the dorms.

“Hm? An Ultimate gives me a gift? I can’t accept this Y/n, You don’t want t-” You immediately shushed him. “Don’t you dare continue that sentence. It’s for you and no one else, it’s not much but I hope you like it.”

He opened the bag and saw your gift. He stared at it in awe, it even has a note in it. “Thank you Y/n. I love it. I didn’t give you a gift though..” He sighed at the last sentence. “No need to give me a gift.” You smiled.

He leaned his forehead on yours.

“Thank you, My love, Y/n..” “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[gothic-lolita-gambling-girl]

hello! could i get a hajime scenario where he goes on a date w/ reader and his friends see him and tease him? overall just cute and embarrassing fluff :00 thank u!!

Hajime going on a "date" w/reader, his friends see them and tease him about it

Pairing: Hajime Hinata x (gender neutral)Reader

Request Status: Open

Warnings: Mild sexual accusations/remarks (it’s only mentioned a couple of times), spoilers for bonus features at the end of the game?, Nagito Komaeda.

Length: 2,162 words

Author’s Note: I technically didn’t write it as an official date, and it takes place in the A.U. where Usami defeats Monokuma, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. This one took me a while to write! ~Mod Celeste

Hajime Hinata

Glancing up at the sky, you noted the cool atmosphere that contrasted the island’s usual warm weather. The clouds almost completely submerged the sun. There was a slight breeze, making it the perfect weather to walk around.

Currently, you were on your way to meet Hajime at Jabberwock Park. He had asked you if you wanted to hang out with him during “Free Time”, something that Usami created so that everyone could interact with each other and collect Hope Fragments, and you agreed.

You were rather fond of the boy, and you had hoped that this was his way of asking you on a date. Of course, you didn’t want to get your hopes up.

As you approached the park, shuddering at the odd statue that never failed to creep you out, a tall figure entered your vision. Quickly identifying the figure as Hajime, a smile spread across your face. Picking up your pace, you raised your arm to wave at him, watching as he returned the gesture.

“Hey, Hajime!” You stopped in front of him, grinning.

“Oh, hey y/n.” He gave you one of his signature awkward smirks, not knowing where to go from there. The two of you stood awkwardly, neither of you were sure what to do.

“The scenery is so nice…” He hesitantly spoke, avoiding eye contact with you. You snickered, finding his embarrassment cute.

“Yeah, that statue kind of ruins it, though.” You jokingly commented, pointing to the same statue you were shuddering at just moments ago.

“Heh, yeah.” Chuckling, he scratched the back of his neck, “Uh,, Wanna take a walk?”

“Oh, sure.” Backing up slightly, you let him lead the way. It took him a few seconds to understand, but he eventually caught on and started walking. You followed, speeding up to walk by his side.

As you trod through the island, you occasionally commented on how beautiful it was. You hadn’t really had much time to truly admire the place you had been staying at for the past week, but it really was something. It made you wonder who exactly built all of it. The buildings couldn’t have just appeared out of thin air... right?

“This looks like a great spot for napping.” Hajime pointed out, causing you to snap out of your thoughts. You followed Hajime’s line of vision, your eyes landing on a patch of green grass next to a wide tree with large roots.

“Yeah, it does. Maybe if we get tired we can rest here.” You agreed, making a mental note of the spot’s location.

It was getting a little warmer, so Hajime suggested going to the Movie Theater. Monomi had a couple of screenings scheduled for some random movies that she picked out, so he figured the two of you could go over there, get some snacks and/or drinks, and sit in the cold theater. It didn’t really matter what was playing by the time you got there, you could just watch whatever looked the best.

After deciding on a movie and picking out your sustenance of choice, you settled into your seats and waited for the movie to start.

Surprisingly, you had arrived a little early, so you talked to each other a little bit before the movie started.

Soon enough, the lights dimmed, and the film projected onto the screen in front of you. Leaning back in your seats, you redirected your attention to the screen.

About halfway through the movie, you noticed Hajime shivering beside you. Observing carefully as he moved his hands to hold his arms, rubbing them gently, you came to the conclusion that he was cold. Shrugging off your jacket, you handed it to him.

He glanced over at you, eyes widening slightly. “You sure..? I mean, I’ll be fine, It isn’t that bad-” Your eyes shifted to him, nodding without hesitation. “Alright... Thank you.”

Hesitantly, he took the heavy article of clothing, tugging it over his shoulders. Just then you thought you heard someone dramatically gasp from behind you, so you turned your head towards the source of the noise.

You made eye contact with Ibuki, who wiggled her eyebrows intensely at you. She jumped out of her seat, moving to lean over the one in front of her “Oooooooooooh, y/n~” She sang, “Ibuki didn’t know you had a boyfriend~~”

Before you could respond, Mikan exclaimed “I-Ibuki, it’s not polite to talk during a movie! Oh, now I’m d-doing it! I’m sorry!”

Ibuki simply giggled, giving the two of you a quick wink before plopping back down in her seat next to the Ultimate Nurse.

Facing forward once more, your face grew hot. You glanced over at Hajime, who was just as flustered as you were, before refocusing on the movie.

Once the movie finished, you left the theater, deciding on what to do next. “Sitting in that cold, dark theater for that long made me all sleepy.” You yawned, stopping to stretch your limbs.

“We could go back to that spot in Jabberwock Park if you want?” Hajime suggested.

“Hm... sure!” You agreed, recalling the cozy looking spot next to the tree you saw earlier.

The long walk to Jabberwock Park had exhausted you even further, making you glad you had come there to rest. Propping yourself against the tree’s slightly uncomfortable trunk, you shifted around a bit to find a better position. You watched as Hajime stood in front of you, looking around awkwardly. “Hey, what are you waiting for?” You questioned, patting the space next to you.

“Oh... Isn’t that kind of,, weird? I mean, I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable-”

“What are you talking about, you weirdo? If I didn’t want to be near you, I wouldn’t have offered. Why are you making such a big deal out of this?” You cut him off, somewhat amused by his nervous behavior.

Unable to think of a good response, or any response at all, the boy simply closed his mouth and sat down near you (still making sure to keep his distance).

The sun soon disappeared behind the clouds once more, creating the perfect weather for the setting. Jeez, this island was pretty bipolar. It wasn’t long before the breeze came back, only stronger this time, making it a bit too cold for your liking. You shuddered, missing the warmth of your coat. Hajime noticed this, offering to return it to you. You politely declined, knowing that he would then be cold. “But it’s your jacket. You were smart enough to bring one, and you shouldn’t have to sit there and be uncomfortable because of me.”

“Hajime, I’ll be fine.” You reassured him, still slightly quivering.

“Here,” He handed it over to you anyway, “I really think that you should wear it.”

“No, I told you I didn’t need it.” You protested, shoving the jacket into his chest. “Just take it!”

“But it’s yours.” He pushed it back over to you, causing you to let out a sigh.

“You’re pretty stubborn, you know that?” You pulled the cloth over your chest, wearing it as a blanket rather than a jacket. He didn’t say anything in return, trembling and crossing his arms. “See, you’re still cold!”

“No, I’m not.” He replied in a harsh tone, clenching his jaw to hide the chattering of his teeth.

Scanning your brain for a solution, you got an idea. Sure, it was a little weird, but it seemed like the best option at the time. “Hey, we could... share it?”

“W-What?” He asked, still refusing to make eye contact with you.

“The jacket. We could, you know, share it? We’ll have to sit a bit closer together, but I think it’s big enough to cover both of us.” You scooted over to him, lifting the jacket over his body. You noticed how it almost immediately warmed him, causing him to unclench his jaw. “Better?”

“...Yeah.” He admitted, nuzzling into the soft fabric. You sat in a comfortable silence, resting and enjoying each other's company.

Somewhere along the line, you both had fallen asleep, gently leaning against each other. You woke up to the sound of giggling, opening your eyes to see your classmates towering over you. “Huh?” You uttered out, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.

“Aw, nice! These photos came out perfect!” Mahiru exclaimed, looking through a set of pictures she just took.

“Wow, two Ultimates working together to overcome the despair-inducing weather, how... hopeful!” Nagito cackled, holding his arms out in the air. Looking closely, one might notice the spirals spinning in his eyes.

“See? See? Ibuki knew it was official!” Jumping up and down, Ibuki pointed towards the two of you, a satisfied grin stretched across her features.

Finally waking up from all the commotion, Hajime groaned in displeasure.

“Oh, good. You’re up. Now you both can leave.” Byakuya spoke, crossing his arms tightly to his chest in a smug manner.

“Leave? Wait... How did you even know we were here?” Hajime questioned.

“We didn’t! We had to look all over the island for you idiots!! Jeez, Hajime! Couldn’t you have picked a place that was easier to find to get into y/n’s pants??” Hiyoko screeched, pointing a small finger at the boy.

“W-What? I’m not trying to get into their pants!” Hajime threw his hands up in defense, suddenly seeming much more alert.

“You totally were! Man, Hajime, you’re pretty bold.” Kazuichi scratched the back of his head, smirking.

“I am sorry to interrupt!, but,, shouldn’t we be heading back now? Usami sent us out to find them hours ago!” Sonia worriedly exclaimed, holding her hands together.

“Yeah!, you all listen to Miss Sonia!” Kazuichi continued simping over Sonia, clear discomfort displayed on the princess’ features.

“Huh? Usami sent you to look for us?” You questioned.

“Well yeah, you two have been gone for a long time, and nobody knew where you were. We- I mean, they were all worried about you!” Fuyuhiko yelled, his face turning a very intense shade of ‘Mahiru hair red’.

“Ibuki tried telling them that you were on a suuuuuuuper romantic date, but they wouldn’t listen!” She pouted.

“But we’re not on a-”

“Hey, hey. Maybe we should get going now?” Chiaki spoke in her usual sleepy voice.

The group agreed, helping you up and walking back to the island.

After another very intense debate over who should wear your jacket, considering the fact that it was still very cold outside, Hajime finally gave up and wore it the whole way back to the cottages (causing a lot of playful remarks from your peers).

When you finally returned to the first island, you had decided to go back to your cottage. Hajime walked you to the door, which was on the opposite side of his, to say a quick goodbye. You weren’t sure why he insisted on walking with you, there was really no point. If anything, that just made it feel more like a date, which wasn’t exactly helping your situation.

“So... I guess this was kind of like a date, huh?” He asked, sweating profusely.

“I mean, yeah... I guess you could say it was? It’s not like you really asked me out officially or anything, but…” Trailing off, you thought about whether or not you could truly consider whatever this was a ‘date’.

“Well, uh- would you like to? Go on a date? With me? Like,, a real one?” You could see the sweat leaking through his shirt, mildly grossing you out, but you understood that it wasn’t really something he could control.

“Yeah, that’d be great.” You agreed, grinning from cheek to cheek. His expression lit up, no longer seeming nervous (though, the sweat kind of threw you off).

“Really?!” You could hear the excitement in his voice, which made you laugh a little.

You gave a quick nod, “Ooh, maybe we can go to the diner this time!”

“Yeah, sure.” He smiled in return.

You stood there for a moment, enjoying the silence. Eventually, Hajime spoke up, “Well, I guess I should leave now.”

“Alright… goodbye, Hajime.” You replied in a hushed tone, giving a quick wave before turning around to walk into your cottage. Hajime’s smile widened as he watched you close the door, on his way to return to his own cottage, only to stop in his tracks as he came face-to-face with every single one of his classmates.

“So cute~!” Mikan exclaimed, a genuine smile on her face. Several words of agreement sounded throughout the group, everyone fangirl/fanboying about the wholesome scene that just occured in front of them.

“S-Seriously? You guys were watching us this whole time??” Hajime’s entire face went red, startled and a bit embarrassed.

“Yeah, I’m surprised you didn’t notice. We were all just standing right here this whole time.” Kazuichi stated.

Hajime didn’t respond, simply walking past them and entering his cottage. Everyone just shrugged, going their own separate ways or walking off in small groups.

[angelamelamela]

"Verbal Typo"

(A day in the life of komaeda)

Nagito Komaeda

warning: lazy, sexual innuendos, implied sexy time, teasing, mild cursing, just- sexual tension actually, I think this should count as lime now since I kinda got carried awaysbd mfkdnfnf READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION, exhibitionism if you squint, Nagi is a little bit ooc

pairings: Nagito Komaeda x GN! Reader(I don't mention any gender specific things, though it is slightly leaning more to the feminine side if you squint)

You slide into the entrance of the hotel restaurant, cheerfully saying hi to everyone as usual as they wonder how the hell you were always energetic so early in the morning.

The truth is, you were always just excited to see Nagito and his pretty face.

You were into him, that much is very obvious. Everybody and their grandma knew of your crush towards the boy since you don't exactly even try to hide it. Though the dude in question had too much self loathing to truly believe your feelings.

But even then, his reactions to your never ending teasing and flirting was quite adorable. His usually calm and collected persona shifting in the tiniest blush whenever you pull another one of your pick up lines.

And if ever he feels like he's in a cocky mood, he might even flirt back as well.

Today, you were feeling quite bolder than usual, and also quite....needy. If you get what I'm saying.

And so the moment you finished greeting everyone with a bright smile, your eyes immediately searched for the marshmallow-head. Spotting him sitting across Hajime and a couple other people that you didn't really pay attention to since you were in tunnel vision to get to Komaeda.

You walked over to him with a small skip on your step as he smiles after seeing your frame walk into the room. Such a charming smile

You stood before Nagito, looking down at his seated form for a couple of seconds in a slight moment of hesitation, before you plopped yourself down onto his lap.

His face almost instantly exploded in red, but he tries to play it off by letting out a forced cough and leaning down to whisper next to your ear,

"W-what are you doing?" He asked, letting out a small nervous laugh.

"I needed a place to sit while waiting for the food, hehe" You replied, shifting around on his lap to get comfortable. Though he immediately puts his hands on your hips to stop you.

"But there are plenty more places to sit-"

"They're not as comfy as you." You simply stated. Making the boy's cheeks blossom in red even further.

The other people in the restaurant gave the both of you weird looks, some snickering with teasing eyes while some are looking at you as if you had three heads just for sitting on the class weirdo's lap.

"Jesus, [y/n] is whoring around again. Not just to anyone, but to that weirdo? Seriously?" Hiyoko sneered, pretending to gag. But you simply stick your tongue out at her.

Nagito tried his best to shift his attention back to his conversation with Hajime and the others, while you lean forward and chat with Chiaki who was sitting across from you and playing her game. She let you borrow the other controller of her switch as the both of you start playing whatever.

You don't even notice but you have begun to start shifting about once again when the game started to get more intense, where you were quickly losing. Which was not surprising. You were playing with the ultimate gamer after all.

But as much as you were enjoying the game, Nagito was enjoying even more. But for a different reason entirely.

Your shifting around and slight bouncing in excitement on his lap kinda made something else get excited. And so he had to stop you before he ended up enjoying things too much.

The hands he placed on your hips earlier slowly snaked around your waist, and so now he was holding you against him, holding you in place. It was your turn to blush a bright red.

You subconsciously shut your legs and rub your thighs closely together when you felt his breathe hit the back of your neck as he whispers, almost huskily.

"Can you please stop moving around so much?"

You turn to him, acting all confused. "Hm? Why not?"

"I-it is quite distracting..."

"I'm sorry, I don't really understand what you're getting at Nagi...." You state in the best 'innocent' voice you could muster.

You suddenly leaned back into his chest, briefly raising your hips up only to grind it back down onto the poor boy underneath you. Though you tried your best to keep it discreet and unnoticeable to your classmates.

He choked back a groan, releasing a small gasp instead as he desperately tries to stop you from moving anymore. But that doesn't really stop you since your hips continue to grind down on him in the most subtle way that your classmates won't see you slightly shifting up and down on his lap, but enough that he can still feel your ass teasing him so much that it hurts.

You can barely focus on the game anymore due to Komaeda's warm breathe down your back, his forehead was now leaned against your shoulder as he continued to breathe heavily due to your next level teasing.

"Fuck.." He breathed out, his forehead coated with a thin sheen of sweat. "Alright, I can't deal with this shit anymore"

He moves your body by hooking his arms under your legs and on your back and moving you to the seat next to him gently. Consciously pulling his shirt down to cover more of his pants as he stood up, a heavy blush settled upon his face.

"I-I'm gonna go rest in my room, I'm kinda not feeling well" He reasons out to the rest of the group who was kind of confused as to why he stood up so suddenly.

They all nodded, oblivious as ever.

Nagito leaned down to whisper something to you.

"Meet me at my cottage after 10 minutes. If you're not there by then, I will personally bend you over and take you in front of everyone in this room."

You blushed impossibly harder at his words, a rush of excitement shooting down your spine as you nodded eagerly.

He put his mask of usual indifference back on his face, giving you a smile as if he didn't just say something non-family friendly five seconds ago. He saunters out of the hotel restaurant, leaving you a hot and flustered mess in front of the dining table at 8 in the morning.

After 10 minutes, you stayed true to your word and stood up to start making your way to Nagito's cottage.

"Sorry guys, I gotta go. I'm gonna get laid"

Everybody at the table spit out the food and drinks they had inside their mouths at the moment. You mentally swung a bat to your head as you scramble.

"I MEANT THAT I'M GOING TO GET LATE, OK BYE-"

[herrsliteratureloge]

Rules

There are rules both for requesting and behaving on my blog.

1. Be polite. I won't accept any request from rude, malicious souls. There's a high chance I'll just block you.

2. Be respectful. Again, I don't accept corrupted souls here who's so ignorant to others. Respect other's (mine as well) triggers, gender, etc. Also, don't start any argument. This place is not for that.

3. Read rules/blacklist before requesting, please.

4. No character hate.

5. 3 characters per request.

So, what do I do and not do?

I'll do:

- Headcanons

- SFW, slight NSFW (Lime)

- Fluff, Hurt/Comfort

- Romantic/Platonic relationship

- Character x Reader

- Monster!Characters, Hybrid!Characters

- SFW/Non-Kinky Age Regression

- Maybe I'll try to do some matchups for fun?

- GN reader

- Suggestive

- Some mental disorders like OCD, Depression, Schizophrenia (if you want something specific about that please describe), ED, general issues

- Comfort from past abuse/s3xual ass4ult/dysphoria (gender or general)/anxiety/sexism, lookism and other kinds of insults/etc.

I won't do:

- Detailed NSFW

- Fics (may change in the future)

- Character x Character

- Angst

- Sibling Reader

- Specified Gender Reader and Readers with Specific Appearance Traits (I'd like to write my stuff for everyone)

- Gore

- Unsanitaric stuff, even just mentioned

- Inc3st, p3d0philia, etc.

- Pregnancy, having children

- Polyamory

Whitelist:

these characters are either my f/os or just the ones I like (kin probably), so if you'll request them I'll be extra happy!

Danganronpa:

- Korekiyo Shinguji

- Toko Fukawa/Genocider Syo

- Shuichi Saihara

- Gundham Tanaka

- Nagito Komaeda

- K1-B0

Tokyo Revengers:

- Kazutora Hanemiya

~ Izana Kurokawa

~ Nahoya Kawata

~ Souya Kawata

~ Takuya Yamamoto

~ Hajime Kokonoi

~ Inui Seishu

~ Hakkai Shiba

~ Senju Kawaragi

Blacklist/Characters I won't write for:

Danganronpa:

- Anyone outside the three main games

- Hiyoko Saionji (may change in the future, but for now just... no)

- Monokumas romantically

Tokyo Revengers (characters with * are the ones I don't know enough about yet because I still read manga (194 chapter right now), so they can be removed from this list):

- Tetta Kisaki

~ Shuji Hanma*

~ Haitani brothers*

~ Haruchiyo Sanzu*

~ Mucho

~ Shin Madarame

~ Shinichiro Sano

~ Takemichi, Hinata, Draken, Emma romantically

[literally-inlove]

An anonymous has requested:

"I've wanted to request Ultimate Imposter x Reader, but the reader has PTSD (the kind that leads to panic attacks and derealization)."

I would love to answer to your request! ^^

And I find this to be such a wholesome request as Ultimate Imposter is sadly very underrated in the Danganronpa community and he's a large comfort character for me. In the anime, he was always there for Ryota and I'm glad I got this request.

── ･ ｡☆*☽*☆ﾟ.──── ･ ｡☆*☽*☆ﾟ.──

Ultimate Imposter Comforts you During a Panic Attack (☆ - ❤︎)

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Content/Trigger Warning: This fic has mentions of slight blood, mentions of PTSD, selfshaming, panic attacks, and the reader being in an overall state of stress and slight depression.

Comfort Angst.

FEM!Reader x Ultimate Imposter

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A cabin had the door slammed shut a little bit ago. The window was wide open for air and the door was left unlocked. Whoever was in there wanted air and to be alone, but she knew someone would probably come by.

A girl curled up into a ball, shaking in fear. Just mere moments ago, she was coughing up whatever she had eaten down the toilet, only to see the red blood that is meant to be stored in her body.

Was this her punishment? Was this meant to happen? She was vulnerable.

A few days ago, Hiyoko was calling her a fat pig because she was bigger than the smaller girl. Naturally she was bigger and she knew Saionji was only saying it to get on her nerves, but she can't help but feel insecure. Didn't help the fact that this wasn't the first time she was called overweight in her life.

She was shamed and bullied into thinking she was fatter than a cow. Just looking into a mirror, no matter how much she tries to see herself as perfect, she was just too big.

She didn't fit in clothes, nor did she fit sitting on the couch with friends. When Nidai tried picking her up, he accidentally muttered about how she was heavier than everyone else. She knew he didn't mean it. But still...

They began to cough into her hand from lack of air thanks to her crying.

"Hey..." That voice. It was coming from behind the door but you would be stupid not to know who it was. "Can I... Come in...?"

She hummed in acceptance, watching as he walked inside. She knew of his case and how he really wasn't Togami. He's even pretended to be Ryota for an entire 2 years. In agreement of her opening up about her insecurities to him, he opened up about some of his life to her.

He sat down with a huff and wrapped his arms around her. "It's.. Going to be okay..."

She sniffled and more tears ran down her face. "I don't understand... What did I ever do? Do I just not fit their expectations? Am I too nice? Am I too big? Am I too childish? Am I-" She was cut off with a pat to the head. She looked up and gazed into his eyes.

"Hey. You are you. And if nobody likes you that way, then they are stupid." He looked into her eyes before pulling her into a hug. "I mean, look at me. There's no way you're bigger than me." She laughed and wiped her away.

"You're a nice person, you know that? Someone would have to be stupid to hate you." She smiled softly at him.

He let out a small chuckle before looking out her window. "You'd be surprised really." He pointed to her and continued to speak to her. "Listen closely. If anyone messes with you ever again, find me. I won't hesitate to lecture them. Nobody will ever mess with you. I won't allow it."

The duo smiled at each other until he spoke up with, "C'mon. Food always solves this sort of problem."

"I'm okay. I think I'll just sleep for a bit.."

It was quiet. The nice quiet. Leaning into his chest, she relaxed her legs and let them fall a bit.

Silence. That's all she needed.

As well as the comfort of The Ultimate Imposter. That's all she needed.

That's all she could ask for.

The two were cuddled up against each other. One was listening to her breathing. The other was listening to his heart beat.

They loved the moment dearly.

Blocking out the world, they fell asleep on the wooden floor. Together.

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A/N: Ack- I'm so sorry this took so long, Anon! I kept getting distracted and then I was indulged in my own mental problems. I'm not the greatest at writing angst so it's crying worthy, but it's comfort. So The Ultimate Imposter cuddling you until you fall asleep on the floor is just what I personally would need.

Was I the only kid to ever fall asleep on the floor as a way of comfort?

[fragileahoges]

DANGANRONPA GOODBYE DESPAIR : SOFT HEADCANONS

note: i suppose i should stop promoting my new book (LOL) and do what you followed me for, so here’s some danganronpa 2 head canons! <3 i love these idiots so much :(

features: major spoilers for drv2 / slight mentions of komahina / bandaids / kuzupeko / soudam / princess peach / and soapies

Imposter gives the best hugs. They’re warm and soft because their clothing is always freshly ironed.

Peko has a questionable obsession with Cheez-It’s. No one really knows why, but she’ll kill someone for them.

Fuyuhiko likes Melanie Martinez. His favorite song is Pity Party.

Akane watches NASCAR races and is very audible about it.

Nekomaru joins her from time to time, but even he doesn’t get as intense as she does.

TeruTeru brings food in for the class every Friday to celebrate the weekend (this is the only nice headcanon i’ll ever write about him, so take it-)

Mikan has to wear earplugs when Ibuki invites her to come watch her rehearse.

Ibuki can’t cook, poor thing. She uses those Easy Bake Ovens, and most of the stuff that comes out the other end is not very tasty.

Nagito likes plants, but because of his bad luck, he always kills them within the first week.

Hajime makes seashell necklaces for Nagito to cheer him up when this happens (with the help of Hiyoko, who is surprisingly good at arts and crafts).

Chiaki makes everyone meet Chihiro and refers to him as her “birthday twin,” and she talks about him all the time.

Hiyoko's favorite song in the world is Dance, Baby! by Boy Pablo, and she & Mahiru have danced to it so many times that they pretty much have choreography.

Mahiru has a whole photo album filled with pictures of her friends, but she won't admit it to anyone.

Kazuichi forgets to wash his hands before he eats, so most of the time his food tastes like oil and grease.

Gundham is a theater kid, send tweet. He's in love with Six.

When Sonia spaces out, her hands end up finding themselves entangled in Chiaki's hair.

Because of this, Chiaki's always being subjected to new hairstyles.

Mikan gets pep talks sometimes from Nekomaru, but he's so loud that she shrinks in on herself.

Souda forgot his sleeping bag when they were all hanging together, and he had to share with Gundham.

Peko and Mikan are unlikely friends. They like to bake together.

They don't ever have ZOOM meetings because Akane has the choppiest wifi and always has to rejoin a billion times.

Sonia's favorite website is Kahoot!

Nagito knows how to ballroom dance. Hajime does not.

Fuyuhiko was too short to ride a rollercoaster once, and Souda had to restrain him so he didn't end up butchering the person controlling it.

Ibuki eventually ends up forming another band with Rantaro, Leon, & Sayaka. Their music sounds a lot better.

Mahiru's the type to kiss her friend's knee when they scraped it to make it feel better.

TeruTeru is a Swiftie.

I headcanon that Kokichi would be one of Nagito's best friends (slightly influenced by my roommate au), so whenever he comes around, everyone feels the need to hide.

Hiyoko walks by the other classrooms on her way to the bathroom and stops to wave through the window if she sees a friend of hers.

Hajime likes braiding Nagito's hair when he's tired and wants to practice.

Chiaki made Miis for all of her friends, and she tried to make everyone look as wonky as possible so she could get a laugh everytime she opened it.

Nekomaru is the only one who never forgets to bring sunscreen to the beach.

Imposter and Ibuki paint together on the weekends.

Mikan is afraid of skate parks, and even more afraid when Ibuki tells her she wants to learn how.

They have cookouts all the time, and they've yet to get tired of it. It's just them, the sun, and the sound of laughter.

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am I the only one who genuinely liked trial three sdr2 until the disappointment came that Mikan did it for Junko and not because she "snapped" from the constant bullying hiyoko gave her? yeah people like to discard that trial alot because "hiyoko also deserved development like fuyuhiko did" but I just think she deserved it from mikans pov? Hahaha idk

Well in fairness I don't think people think Saionji should have lived because she "deserved" development but more because narratively speaking the story BEGAN a development arc for her (the memorial scene) and never finished it. Which leaves people unsatisfied (in the same sense that they set up an arc and a bunch of issies for Ishimaru and killed him short of finishing that story). Danganronpa I'm almost certain does this so that we expect these characters to live because in a narrative sense they SHOULD, but a kg isn't kind enough to let everyone figure their shit out before death hits them. There's gonna be unfinished stories

Whether or not Saionji had it coming there's going to be this feeling of something left behind because of that memorial scene.

I do agree that I liked chapter 3 until the end of it. The end of it at the time felt like a ridiculous cop out that didn't make much sense (and sometimes i still feel like its a cop out) not to mention the execution was terrible. Tsumiki has a LOT of issues to use as a proper motive. Personally I think rather than "she remembered Enoshima and went nuts" she should have focused more on "Enoshima told me something that made me realized the only way to stop assholes is to do whatever it takes". Its only a slight difference, and it was somewhat implied by the set up of the game, but I feel like this is a bit better because of the nuance of WHY the memory makes her snap.

In the game as it is its just the memory of her Beloved and she kills For The Sake Of It. The memory just turned her into a yandere who doesnt even kill for personal reasons. But with my slightly nuanced version Enoshima PUSHED her (to still hint at the plot twist) but in the end of the day Tsumiki took matters into her own hand for her own reasons.