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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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I also have another Tsurugi request, if you don’t mind

Totally not self-projecting here

What about headcanons with Tsurugi X fem!reader detective who acts a lot like Shuichi Saihara? Like they’re shy, but polite. They’re insecure and confident about their skills as a detective, but is still really good at their talent

Thank you ❤️

I have no problem with multiples requests! Do not worry, pal! I have fun writting! I really appretiate the request!

Also I like the self proyecting, it helps me not spend 1 hour trying to think of what to do for the reader lmao.

Tsurugi x Female Ultimate Detective!Reader

aka: Well shit.

Warning: Unhealthy but surprisingly functional relationship. It depends on the point view (?)

"The strong must protect the sweet" Imagine Tsurugi muttering that under his breath while he loads a gun.

Now image Tsurugi outright glaring with murderous intent someone who dares look at you the wrong way.

He wouldn't kill, mind you. But as a Police Officer, he knows that intimidation tactics are almost always effective when he's wearing his uniform.

It's incredible how protective is. He's usually like that, but your shy and introvert personality can't help but push it all through the point it becomes way too obsessive. He will outright refuse to leave your side after Sdra2 events. It's unhealthy and he knows it, but please understand it's for your own good.

In his line of work, he can admit with no problem that you are a god's send. If he struggles with a case, he knows he can trust you to help him. You always tell him to not expect much from you, but you always manage to help him solve hard cases, if not outright solve them yourself.

He can't comprehend your self-deprecation at times, but he will never voice his frustration to you. You were good, an Ultimate! He liked seeing you light up every time he praised you, but he wishes sometimes that you could believe more in yourself.

Rule number one on the Kisaragi Foundation: Touch Tsurugi Kinjo's Woman without her consent, and you will fucking die. Close friends might get a pass after a trial.

Dear lord forgive someone who hurts you, even if it's by accident. In the case that anyone ever does dare to insult you, if its after Sdra2 events, he will murder on the spot. At that point the man has been broken enough to point at someone who is a menace to you as a dirty scumbag.

He will protect you. He will make sure you stay pure and hopefull, Tsurugi will make sure that no despair will get to you, that the disgustings hands of crime won't ever touch, no matter how many people or friends have to be sacrificed.

Don't you see how much he loves you?

#danganronpa another #dra #danganronpa #sdra2 #reader insert #request #ask #super danganronpa another 2 #tsurugi kinjo

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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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Can I have Teruya finding his sweet and motherly S/o self harming? It’s been kinda hard lately. Either drawings or fic is fine, you don’t have to do it if it makes you uncomfortable

I see. Hard stuff comes, my dear. Life is a roller coaster, and sometimes it has lows. But I trust in you, I am sure that you can overcome these dark stuff that is weighting you down, and... If it's unbearable, you can always found me in here, ready to try to send you a smile every time you request something.

I coloured the second one. Because you deserve the best, my dear. Stay strong. Thank you so much for requesting.

Warning: Blood. Self-Harm Implications.

#danganronpa another #dra #super danganronpa another #Sdra2 #fanart #Teruya Otori #Teruya Otori x Reader #Reader Insert #Fanart #Content Warning: Blood

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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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I heard best boy Tsurugi????

Cause I am WEAK for that traumatized police officer. Like--I am a shameless simp for him!

Hmmm.....this is an interesting idea, but what about headcanons about Tsurugi's fem!SO comforting him through a trauma/PTSD relapse he has?

BEST BOY TSURUGI. BEST BOY TSURUGI INDEED.

You have good taste. Really great taste. Excelent taste. I also simp badly for that man. He could shoot me and I would thank him until I died, thank you very much.

I probably like him for the wrong reasons, tho.

thanks for requesting.

Tsurugi x Fem!Reader Headcannons.

Aka: The boy getting the sweet love and comfort that he deserves.

Warning: Panic Attack mentions.

It's notorious that this man can be a tough cookie to break because he shields himself and prepares for anything that can happen. After all the bullshit that has happened to him and all the things he has done, no one can blame him.

But he's not invincible. You had seen this man in his worst moments, and you know that all of his issues won't go away easy. They are always lurking, always pestering his mind until they are ready to break whatever is left of him.

You are constantly with him, he is possesive and protective almost to the point of becoming obsessive, and you had became a master at understanding him, so the moment his expression is destroyed in what you know is the start of a episode you are quick to go to his side.

Tsurugi is a lot stronger than you, and when he falls, his self defense mechanism kicks in. But when he panics he is predictable, and almost every rodeo is the same. He always tries to defend himself, because in this state he can't distinct from friend or foe. The police officer had training, and he is an Ultimate, but you are determined lady and you know how he rolls, how he punchs and kicks, and so you can get to him consistently with only minimal damage.

Your touch is gentle, grounding. You always get him to stop struggling so much the moment you touch him. It's as if he coule recognize your touch, the perfect feel of your skin against his.

You usually hold hands to calm him down. He usually interlaces your fingers with his if that happens, lets you calm him with your voice and timid kisses to his face while he watches how your small palms are almost engulfed by his shaking fingers

If there is no hand holding he cages your body in his arms instead. There is nothing more perfect than hearing your voice whisper to his ear while he holds you close to him, when he know that you can't leave his grasp nor want to.

The time that take Tsurugi to fully calm down depends. It depends of what made him relapse. It can take minutes, hours.

Never be badly injured in front of him, though. Seeing you bleed that much would just... destroy him. Don't let him pull a Chapter 5 again.

#danganronpa another #dra #danganronpa #reader insert #request #ask #Tsurugi Kinjo

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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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Is it ok if I request a fic of Teruya x Ultimate writer S/O? (Btw ur skills on drawing and writing are amazing)

C-Compliments... My weakness, I am dying inside. I am dead, no thoughts, no brain, just happiness.

It is more than okay for you to request. I am more than glad to provide Teruya Content!

Teruya Otori x Ultimate Writer!Reader

aka: Reader being a fucking disaster for almost 1200 words. Ultimate Writer? More like Ultimate Idiot.

DRA Setting.

Warning: Some self-deprecation.

Word Count: +1400

Reader has no pronouns defined.

Writing came naturally to you.

You weren't a Prodigy like Toko Fukawa, whose novels charmed all the people in general, but you were not a Hifumi Yamada either. You... You were just you. Just a student who wrote about everything and nothing at the same time. Poems, songs, fables, fairytales, even reports, all of them were just stuff that you loved to do. Your mind was a beautiful chest full of ideas and thoughts and putting it all in paper was a way to not let none of them be left behind.

To think that had earned you a place in Hope's Peak Academy had been a blessing, and then a curse.

Of course you couldn't be the only Ultimate with a talent tied with writting, of fucking course you weren't special in anyway. At least that's what the worst part of you said, the one who only resided in the negative part of your brain.

You held the pencil tightly, the words stuck between your fingers, unable to write.

What kind of Ultimate Writer were you, having a mental block? You groaned, head going straight to the desk. You felt your forehead made contact with the paper in wich you had been trying uselessly to write, and you couldn't help but feel pathetic the moment you remembered that there was absolutely nothing in there.

Nothing. Empty.

God, it was just a love letter! How hard could it be? You had won so many prices with your reports about love and the cause of those feelings. Yes, maybe they were not Fukawa's romance novels, but they helped you so many times in how to recognize crushes and fucking act on them.

Did they matter at the end of the day? There you were, being a pathetic chicken that couldn't even escape a simple writter's block.

Well, maybe you had been rejected too many times to be finally scared to act. The excuse came to your mind, instantly remembering how in every attempt something always went wrong, how in all the times you tried your best to charm your way into your crush's heart with pretty words you had always ended in a failure, your desired person denying you with either a uncomfortable expression or a smile full of pity.

You hated it, you hated it so much and you would hate it more if Teruya ever looked at you that way.

"For the sweet love of jesus, just fucking kill me already..." You mumbled, head still buried in the piece of paper. If Kinji had heard that you would had been subjeted to a harsh lecture about never saying the Lord's name in vain, but god, you were too tired to care.

Maybe... Maybe you could just simply be blunt. Maybe this time you could leave the pretty words behind, and just use what it needed to be done. An average confession-

No. Just no.

Teruya deserved the best! Being average with a confession would just be just stupid! No, no. The Ultimate Merchant deserved to be praised, he needed to know that his green eyes were the reason you got up everyday even though you hated Hope's Peak with all of your entire being, he needed to know that you loved how soft his hair was when your fingers managed to brush againt it, and that you would literally kill to be able to play with it all the time.

-Tsuguri had heard that from your mouth once, when you thought you were alone, trying your best to gain courage to confess and he walked into your open room because he needed help with homework. You spent the rest of the evening trying to convince him that you wouldn't murder anyone, it was just an exageration, and to please put the handcuffs away jesus christ.-

With newfound confidence you raised your head, snorting when the white paper stayed glued to one of your cheeks. You used your dominant hand to put it again on the desk, finally ready to spill out your most honest feelings.

"My dearest Teruya." You said loudly as you wrote. Then paused. "Sounds too... ugh." A frown, then a pensive expresion.

You used to do that a lot when you wrote. Your mouth would open up, and everything that you put in paper would be criticized and said out loud, like you were testing if it sounded right, if it was something that could belong in a convertation.

"It sounds cheesy... but I would said that. My dearest Teruya..." You tested the words, tasting the sugar and the love in every single one, and you swore the moment you felt your face burn. Yeah, those three words would stay. You continued writting, trying to get your feelings expresed. "I am writting this because I like you. No, no. That sounds too simple, it wouldn't work."

You erased those faulty words.

"I want to tell you that I have a crush on you." Your voice was gaining confidence as you wrote, becoming louder and more assured. It was as if you were slowly becoming a different person, your eyes gaining a glow that almost made them look of a different color.

"I have been spending months trying to gain the courage to confess what I feel to you. I've been trying to get you to understand that I absolutely adore everything that makes you.. well, you. I like you a lot, Teruya. I like how bubbly and kind, and how gentle you have been with me since we met. I find you undeniable handsome, and I... want you to know that you would make me the most lucky Ultimate if you liked me back and accepted a date with me! Any place would be fine, please just date me!"

You finished writting, your dominant hand slapping the piece of paper while you stood up in your seat. A proud smile was on your lips. The last part sounded a little bit too desesperate for your taste, but it was decent enough for you.

"... Would it be fine if I picked you up next Sunday then?"

What the fuck.

You screamed, jumping in place so high you would make the even the Ultimate Jumper jealous. Was there an Ultimate Jumper, though? You didn't think so, but who cared about that! Your brain just stopped working the moment your head turned right, and your eyes saw Teruya Otori on the door, the short man red in the face.

Of fucking course. Of course he would come to the Library even thought he usually did not come by his own.

His green eyes were watching you intensely, and if you had bothered to notice, you would have seen his hands shaking.

"Teruya! What? How-... When? Holy fucking god don't do this to my poor heart! Why the heck are you in the Library?"

The green haired boy shrugged, still blushing furiously. God, he was so cute, the tips of his ear were red too! He never broke eye contact with you though, and your nerves were rising.

Up, up, up.

"Haruhiko asked me to go grab a notebook he left in a hurry."

You instantly scowled. "That fucking dumbass couldn't go for it himself...? I'm gonna murder that-"

Teruya instantly cut you off saying your name. "He's with Satsuki." Oh. That inmediately made your angry expression melt. You knew the Pilot, and how he had been struggling with his feelings for the clown girl. You even had confided on him with your own problem, and gave him advice.

You sighed tiredly. You were still red, a hand going to your head, your fingers playing with your hair. It was a quirk of yours, something that usually told that you were feeling shy at the moment. Lord knows how many times Mitch had teased you for that.

"Well... I... suppose you have questions."

Seconds passed. Then, the boy grinned, hands going to the back of his head. Much to your confusion, the boy shook his head, still having that beautiful smile that always your heart sing. "I have, but I could ask them in the date."

What. What the fuck.

You felt your head combust into flames, your mouth opening to let out the most pitiful squeak that you ever did in your liife. Holy moly, that was too smooth to have been uttered by the short guy, and the effect was mind shattering.

"Sunday sounds good?" He asked, and if you hadn't been busy wishing to dig a hole be buried under it, you would had seen that Otori was nervous too.

It took you almost half a minute to answer, and by that time The Ultimate Merchant had already went to collect Haruhiko's notebook, and it was now secure under the young boy's hands.

"S-Sunday sounds perfect."

"Alright. See ya then!"

The boy left, his steps quick, and you groaned all the profanities on all of the languajes you knew, feeling disconected from what just happened. You just had secured a date with the boy you liked.

On the other side, Teruya was going back to his friends muttering to himself, repeating what just happened in his mind with a face so red it would make a tomato jealous.

He just had secured a date with the person he liked.

#danganronpa another #dra #danganronpa #reader insert #request #teruya otori #teruya otori x reader

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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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Can you draw some Rei x Male Reader drawings for Dra and for Sdra2 if you can.

Of course I can! Thank you so much for requesting! Rei is on of my favorite characters, and she is really fun to draw!

Reader is a lovable dummy who loves to say that Rei is his Girlfriend and he loves her lots and she lets him because she has a soft spot for him.

Reader is Male.

Bonus: Chibi dummies!

#dra #danganronpa another #Sdra2 #super danganronpa another 2 #danganronpa #ask #request #fanart #reader insert #rei mekaru #rei mekaru x reader

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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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i am here to request for the best boy 💙

maybe just headcanons for Tsurugi while having a crush? it can be for a gender neutral or female reader, im not too picky abt that ^.^

preferably for when he’s older though 😅

thank you :)

Best boy Tsurugi, Best boy Tsurugi, Best boy Tsurugi. You ask, and I shall answer, hell yeah! Thank you for requesting!

I really love Sdra2 Tsurugi a lot. I really liked him in the first game and it made him my favorite, but the second game just put my love for him up into the statrosphere. I guess I just really like crazy bastards I guess.

Sdra2 Tsurugi having a crush.

Aka: Who let this crazy Police Officer catch fucking feelings????!!!

Reader has no defined gender.

Denial, Denial, Denial. That man would go to the five stages of grief before even entertaning the idea of having a crush.

Tsurugi has a lot of emotional damage and he has quite the mental inestability. He has issues, and his issues have even more of them, so for him to develop that crush on you is a feat that he will be adamant in refuse until his last dying breath if he can help it.

There is no blatant special treatment for you. He will treat you the same as the others if you work for him in the Kisaragi Foundation, but if you are really atentive, you can see his expresion soften a little when he thinks nobody is looking.

The Former Ultimate has a heart, but he will not doubt to squeeze it between his fingers to do what he thinks is the greater good. He will be mean if you mess up, will arrest you on the spot if commit a crime no matter how strongly he feels for you because eradicating all evil comes first.

On the contrary, if you are an exemplar member of the Foundation maybe he would entertain the idea of asking you out in his spare time. It would be just an idea though, a passing thought.

He's weak for the genuine smiles you sent his way when he acknowledges that you did a job perfectly done. He does that pretty rarely, mind you.

In his free time Tsurugi replays in his mind the smiles, the way you eyes glows just right. He does it when nobody can't see him, and he's sure he won't be interrupted.

He has trust issues, and even you can't escape them. He likes you, but he will be wary of everything you do, maybe even more of what's healthy. He does not want you to catch on to what he feels and use that against him.

He'll never confess. No matter what.

There is a big chance of him rejecting you if you confess, even with his own feelings acknowledged. There is so many doubts, so many fears and stuff in his mind, he would probably find dating not worth the trouble.

If you go him to say yes, he would be a Ride or Die kind of boyfriend -Unless you did any kind of crime.-

#danganronpa another #sdra2 #danganronpa #super danganronpa another 2 #tsurugi kinjo #reader insert #request #tsurugi kinjo x reader

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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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Hhh! That Yuki X Pshycopathologist!Y/N was so cute! Also, since writing here is lacking a bit, is it alright if you could write a fic of Haru with a SHSL!Takewondo Master comforting their bf (Haru) after he gets jumped. Bonus points if you add a part where the day after, Y/N hunts down the gangsters who jumped Haru and beat their asses as revenge?

Well, there we go. Man, writting this was kinda hard, not going to lie. Not that hard in the difficulty of ideas -Tho I still have some difficulty grasping anyone in character that is not called Tsurugi-, but hard in "Wtf I forgot how to english lmao"

Haruhiko x Ultimate Taekwondo Master!Reader

aka: Haruhiko being a precious bean and Reader being a badass.

Warning: Probably OoC. Mention of Sex, but nothing dangerous.

Word Count: Lost it around 1400. Probs +1400-1500

There was something genuinely hearbreaking in watching him move that way. The limping, the slow grunts, the pained mumbles, all of it made you bite your lip, mouth opening in order to speak his name.

"Haruhiko." You frowned, arms crossing over your chest. You tried your best to force absolute neutrality in your tone. Not let him see that you are worried because he does not limp. Not unless he fell or-... "What are you doing, walking like that?"

Even though he was not facing you, you were easily able to see the wince the tall blonde let out acompanied with the flinch of his shoulders. He was quite predictable in his response, his sweet, caring nature trying so hard to not make you worry.

It was useless, though. You would always worry for him.

Always.

He said your name, slowly. It was almost like he was trying to stall for time, to find an excuse. "I... didn't know you were going to come home early."

Of course.

"I did not tell you, Haru." Was your answer, arching an eyebrow. You were seated in the individual and only sofa of the living room, and your boyfriend had his hand on the doorknob of the entrance. He had just come home, and you would sure he was wishing to leave right now.

The apartament the two of you shared was small, a tight fit for two people, but you really liked it if you allowed yourself to be honest. Having one room meant that in the nights you could curl up against your boyfriend with no need to excuse yourself, and having little space meant sharing items and intimacy. It's not as if you were poor, you two were living there temporaly because you refused living in one of the rooms in Hope's Peak and Haruhiko "couldn't simply leave you alone".

"I finished early the Taekwondo lesson's and I decided to surprise you." At that, Haru finally faced you, and you had to use all of your willpower to not wince at the black eye your boyfriend had. You had seen him struggle with his body, but now you noticed how his pretty face was badly bruised, small threads of blood slipping from his mouth. "Haru..."

The blonde closed his eyes, groaning at the discomfort on his right eye. It was the injured one, after all. "It's not that bad. My googles are free of damage."

Excuse me, what?

"What the fu-?" You cut yourself off, the curse dying on your tongue. Rei had you on thin ice, the woman tired of your usual strings of curses. 3 swear jars had been already been stuffed at the maximum, and you were oh so tired of losing so much money. But man, you were pissed, hands becoming two angry fists. "Do you think saving your goggles was the important thing? What about trying to not get injured?"

He did not answer. You waited. He still kept quiet. You still waited.

Why was he ignoring your questions?

"What the hell, Haruhiko?" You got up from your seat, and he winced at the sheer rage on your eyes. He loved your eyes, they shined with the prettiest colors when the sun got to them just right but god, now they made you look too intimidating.

He was tall, taller than most of the people of his age, taller than you, but jesus christ, he was wishing so bad he could curl up in a ball and beg for your forgiveness. He was not trying to get you angry, seriously! He was just not being careful, but it was nothing, rea-...

He blinked, gasping at the soft, gentle arms holding his waist. Your name was uttered in a quiet, confused voice. "What-... Aren't you mad?"

You snorted. "Mad? I'm absolutely furious. But not at you. Never at you, Haru." Haruhiko squealed when with no effort you lifted him up in your arms, carrying him bridal style in direction of your bedroom. You were smaller than him by a decent margin, so it always surprised him when you used your great strength, that easily surpassed his.

He sometimes forgot that you were the Ultimate Taekwondo Master, but could you blame him? You were too cute and huggable. Kinda hard to remember that his adorable partner was a strong fighter when almost all the time the two of you were too busy either making out or being two adorable idiots.

You let him down on the bed that you two shared, helping him sit comfortably. The height difference was now different, the Pilot having to look up to you since you were standing, and he was seated in the bed. The blonde exhaled, brown eyes going straight to yours.

"Thanks." He meant it.

"Do not thank me still, Haru." You brushed the hair out of his forehead, your lips making contact with the skin. A smile escaped your mouth at your boyfriend's pleased hum, gently cupping his cheecks between both palms of your hands. "Does it hurt a lot?"

"Not when you touch me."

A snort. Haru loved to make you laugh. Many times you contained your laugh enough to leave those cute snorts that made him fall harder for you. All the little details made him love you so much. "You are such a sap." Was what you said.

You cleaned with the long sleeve of your clothes the blood on his mouth. "There we go." You mumbled before leaning down, closing your eyes. He angled his head slightly to the right in response.

The moment your lips pressed against his, you felt Haruhiko's elated shudder, and as if he was a thirsty man finally getting his fill of water his hands grabbed your sides, fingers gripping your clothes with insistence, like he never wanted to let you go.

The moment you felt his tongue take a peek at your mouth, you forced yourself apart. He was smiling wide, satisfaction pouring out of his smile at the ragged pants your slightly open mouth was letting out.

"Okay, enough kissing for now." Your hands held his, slowly gettting them away from you. He was still smiling, even though that pretty expression was making his cheek have unfortunate chemistry with his injured eye. If it hurt him, he made no sign of it. "I'll get you the chocolates I bought you alongside the first kit aid I have in the bathroom for emergencies. And then I'll nurse you back to health and then you'll shower-.."

He could't help but interrupt you, still glowing like a kid in Christmas. "Shower sex?"

"No. You'll have a normal shower." He pouted at your answer. "And then movies." You finished.

He made a face, then shrugged. "Fair enough."

Bonus: The Day After.

Satisfaction wasn't the word.

You punched, you kicked, you screamed and you keep on hitting until you broke skin and bone, blood making way into your clean hands.

You had promised to only use Taekwondo outside of tournements as a self defense mechanism to your Master, but promises and rules were made to be broken and you would break them all for Haruhiko.

Also, you were defending your boyfriend for those imbeciles who hurt him with no real purpuse. Retribution was the only answer.

The man under you groaned something, only to be silenced by a good punch, a teeth flying into the ground. You saw that the hit had broke the skin that protected one of your knuckles of your dominant hand, but you did not care, hittting again.

The man was knocked out, and with that, he joined the other 4 unconscious idiots in the room.

Gangsters? Bullies? You would take anyone who dared hurt Haru down to hell. The 5 unconscious man were just w a r n e d. You could have done so much worse.

It didn't matter anymore. Your job was done.

You left the room, finding the figure of the one and only Tsurugi Kinjo, the Ultimate Police Officer waiting for you. His red eyes watched you, and it felt as if he was judging your soul.

He extended his arm. You gave him the key of the door.

"Thanks, Tsurugi." You said quietly, watching him close shut the door, and then pull out his phone. He probably was going to ask for a car with a text or a call to send the deliquents away.

The young man said nothing, sending a message before answering you. "Don't mention it. Now, your hands."

You frowned, giving him both of your hands, only to groan when he handcuffed both of your wrists. "Remember to not tell Haru."

Oh, the evening was going to be a torture, spending it under the supervition of the boring Police Officer.

But... It was worth it.

#dra #danganronpa another #danganronpa #reader insert #request #ask #haruhiko kobashikawa #tsurugi kinjo #haruhiko kobashikawa x reader #haru

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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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Tsurugi simp hours, hell yeah.

I was in the middle of a fic, then "Hey, what about an Ultimate Dictator Reader x Tsurugi?" because of a dumb d*ck joke a friend said in discord and my mind said, alright, i'll cave.

Reader is not an evil dictator. I think of Reader more as a leader figure that saved the country they are ruling of a crisis so bad it could have made the country break. But the thing is that they did it using an iron fist, remaking a lot of rules, and being absolutely cruel to the people. Aka: Pulling a Porfirio Diaz.

I can imagine a Tsurugi wondering how a president who makes dirty jokes, sleeps in classes, skips political meetings and is dating a 'simple' police officer can manage to rule the most successful country in the world who has the lowest criminal rate.

"Want to put the d*ck in the Dictator, Tsurugi?" Tsurugi pushed you off the chair, the mood killed. Thanks a lot you absolute dumbass, you fucking donkey. You had so little time to spare with your boyfriend with both of your schedules full, and you were wasting it on childish, stupid jokes.

The Ultimate Police Officer gave you a small peck on the forehead after you took your sweet time getting up the floor. He was shaking his head. "You'll never change." He whispered. The bluenette sounded fond even though it was obvious he was exasperated by your attitude. A small smile on his handsome face appeared the moment you buried your head in neck.

Man, you were ridiculous, but god he loved you so much it was borderline painful.

Bonus: Spoilers Chapter 4.

Reader thinking hard before making a determined, stupid desicion.

#dra #danganronpa another #fanart #drawing #tsurugi kinjo #reader insert #tsurugi kinjo x reader

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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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YO THAT WAS A FREAKING MASTERPIECE OMG!! Seriously, you are so talented! I’m crying rn. 😭😭 If you can, can you make a sequel where Y/n wakes up from the virtual world? I’m still in denial that everyone in SDRA2 is really dead, but really, you’re an amazing artist, awesome job!

I'm still in denial too, don't worry. I still cry everytime I see Chapter 5 of SDRA2. I still have mixed feelings on Iroha/Mikado for killing my favorite killing game participant of the second game.

ALSO AAAAAA. Thanks for the kind words ajdnafk, you are murdering me afjkajdkais.

Reader has long hair because being asleep for months/years makes your hair grow lmao. I made it messy because i kinda picture Reader moving around but unable to wake up for the strong nightmares.

Bonus: Long waiting (+Rei's reaction of Reader waking up)

Bonus 2.0: Waking up.

#dra #sdra2 #danganronpa another #super danganronpa another 2 #fanart #ask #request #teruya otori #rei mekaru #teruya otori x reader

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a-tsurugi-simp · 2 years

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I'm seein' too much angst! I'm gonna lighten things up a bit! So how about a drawing with DRA!Yuki with a SHSL Pshycopathologist!Reader who has Asperger’s syndrome? I'd say that it should be an AU where the whole killing game was just a simulation, and the reader is assigned with being a therapist for the truamatized luckster (Since, y’know, post-killing game trauma, and his "death" by drowning in the thing)

Oh ho, ho. I hope you don't mind that I did more that one drawing. I had tons of ideas and I just had to unleash the ones that got unbearable to maintain.

DRA! Yuki having traumas and Despair Episodes because of the game just were too difficult to resist. Angst, hell fucking yeah.

I imagined the reader as a Psycopathologist that got their ultimate status for working young in their relative's hospital -that specializes in last second emergencies like car crashes, etc- and helping many of the traumatized patients to leave with their traumas and mental illness subdues as much as they could, and they prefer to do their job in distance and with little physical contact, because even if they can understand and help people with their traumas and problems, their Syndrome makes it hard to interact with people. They carry over a tablet because it is easier to said something when they are reading it than looking at their patients eyes -When the situation is too severe and they know their patients need the intimacy, they tried as hard as posible to do whatever needed. Reader is an ultimate, after all, and they wouldn't let Asperger's Syndrome slow them down.-

Aka: Reader tried hard af to not fall for their patient, Yuki falls in love because of fucking course he does, and then after therapy, they date.