#dangonronpa

[venoti]

You fell first, but they fell harder.

Synopsis: They noticed your crush, but scoffed or laughed. Before they knew it, they fell deeper than ever expected.

TW: None.

Pairings: Izuru, Kokichi, Togami, and Toko.

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Izuru found you..bland and confusing. Such feelings as love were meant as joy, to him they we’re a nuisance. Seeing you make the effort to talk, smile, and wave. Just why? It’s boring anyway. You’ll get over him, then it will be nothing.

But seeing you with not even a interesting talent, it surprises him by how much you can possible be. It was..admirable to see. Wait what?

It started off just being him, and you were there to care for the patient. He still never really took a look of care, or interest.

So how was it just only you in his mind now? Your appearance was memorable. Everything about you was interesting to see again.

Such emotions didn’t recall to be so enjoyable. But it was weird. He was everything someone wished they could be, perfect. But how can someone like him so utterly important, fall in love for a nobody.

He couldn’t believe to call it love so easily.

Before, he scoffed to see your face blush over something so simple. But look at him how. Fallen so deep that just your face was what he needed.

Speaking from junko, of course she noticed! At one point she tried to use it against him. Didn’t end well..

It went on and on, so she set you guys up to a date. Both of your reactions was just the energy she needed.

But the reactions were the expression she didn’t know he had.

Did he smile—?!

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Kokichi..was interested. Even after being a total shit during trials, you liked him? It was a laugh in pride, a new companion perhaps? He let you follow, help, and slightly understand. It was like a piece to his puzzle. But he still wonders why.

He could say “I like you” ..would you say he was lying? Of course you will! That’s his whole point after all. Or he thought you would. Even though you turned embarrassed, slightly red to the face.

You were still worthy. It gave him a smirk. He could lie and you would know right away. His eyes widened but it was never shown.

It was to start as only him. You were only there to help, such feelings as love and like weren’t meant to be in the plan. No matter.

You were just..acceptable. He knew out of everyone you could have a reason to trust him. You would never know, but he was slightly touched.

But slowly his words became soft to you, or that’s what people say.

He liked working with you, you were a joy to be with. A joy? Your face became something adoring within the rest, he could look around and always find you.

Special he would call, even after being so eased with saying no love in planned.

He was lucky with you, at points like those, how could he lie? How could he fall so hard you were now apart of his life.

A distinctive partner, or he wished more than. He would never say, but the others around did.

At one point it was just disbelief, fighting the urge to say something. Shuichi was passing by hearing your conversation..maybe he stayed to watch.

Did he just say..I love you!?

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Togami could care less you had a so called crush. Who hadn’t had a crush on him? He was handsome, smart, charming, he had no reason to say why.

Just like everyone else he doesn’t care what your feelings are for him. Unless you can prove something, he doesn’t wanna hear it.

But once you flipped his entire page during a trial, he felt gaslighted. How? You were nothing more than a no one.

How did you realize something he couldn’t? Maybe that’s what caught his interest. He stared at you more often catching himself glancing at you.

Soon turned into a excuse. He would say he only stares because he’s suspicious. How could he ever admit he was amazed.

What everyone noticed is when he randomly defends you. They could say something about you but he would randomly go against.

That’s when it clicked, he definitely had something for you. But knowing him, will he even admit it..?

Maybe it was found to ease him up more, if he wasn’t so collective on you liking him back.

Togami spent his time at the library.

But he turned his body to your footsteps, you tilt your head and chuckled. His face lit to the sight of you, plan worked they say watching.

Wait..is he holding their hand now?

(Plot twist, you both already confessed.)

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Toko Fukawa was definitely isolated from you. You have a crush on her! That was something so obvious even for her.

She is mainly shown as timid, shy, and on her own. So how did you like her in the first place? She automatically said something but she only got a shrug in response. Huh?!

But she was sure tables would turn if she came out. But as genocide jack did come out, it wasn’t so bad? Of course she’s the same, but she was less of an asshole?

All she knows is that it wasn’t bad. Especially how quick you were to speak to her again. She jumped by the surprise, but just shyly nodded.

That was new, maybe you can be..friends. But the more you spoke, the more she was interested.

She looked to you in glim, blushing at the sight of you. How did it happen? Whenever you waved she quickly turned.

It was obvious for everyone now. But it wasn’t bad. Maybe it gave you the confidence you needed to say something.

Some people were walking down hearing the sounds of talking. They turned to a silent y/n and a interested toko.

They stayed to listen, it continued in a obvious speech, and then boom.

Did they just confess?!

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Thank you for reading!!

#gender nuetral reader #dangonronpa #x reader #danganronpa x reader #byakuya togami #kokichi x reader #togami x reader #toko x reader #izuru kamukura #izuru kamakura x reader #love at first sight #they fell harder

[sappy-detective]

hi everyone i wanna talk about how gross they are

since im an artist who LOVEs saiouma i made sure to measure how tall they where and the top of oumas head reaches the bottom of shus nose. BUT IV NEVER ACTUALLY SEEN IT ???

kokichi would have to step on his tipy toes and shuichi would still have to lean down a bit to kiss him properly.

if i saw kokichi get on his tipy toes, wrap his arms around shuichis neck and pull him down to kiss him i’d run away gaging, then most likely become homophobic and put a ‘no gays allowed’ sign in my doorway.

they’re so fucking cute

#i’m joking theyre so cute and i love them so much but i mean come on they’re adorable how can you not gag #they like kissing #just like small pecks whenever one of them leaves to do something it’s so cute and everyone around them silently gags a bit #i say they but i mean shuichi he’s so toutch starved he’s definitely super toutchy in privet and kokichis the one who does PDA #dangonronpa #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #drv3 #danganronpa #killing harmony #danganronpa v3 killing harmony #saiouma #saioma #oumasai #omasai #danganronpa v3: killing harmony #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa: killing harmony #danganronpa killing harmony #drv3 killing harmony #danganronpa rant #oma kokichi

[bee-writes-n-spins]

Sometimes, stress can get to a person.

Time and time again, you find him on the rooftop. Every time, he leans over the edge as tears roll down his cheeks. And every time, he turns around and smiles.

You're his saving grace. His heart, his world, his everything.

And every time he turns around and sees your sad smile, he can't bring himself to do it.

He truly loves you to the moon and back.

DAZAI, poe, NAGITO, korekiyo (delusional), and any of your depressed favorites!

#bungou stray dogs #bsd dazai #bsd #bsd poe #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd angst #dazai x reader #poe x reader #hurt/comfort #dangonronpa #nagito x reader #korekiyo shinguji #nagito komaeda #dangonronpa angst #nagito angst #x reader

[undeadjunko]

♡♡♡

#yamikawaii #yamikawaii art #cute gore #menhera #pastel gore #candy gore #pastel asthetic #candy guts #pastel #pastel goth #mikan #mikan tsumiki #dangonronpa #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa 2 goodbye despair

[ult-mechanic]

it’s the fact that kaz has to remind himself that "wait i’m not supposed to be gay" for me

#kazuichi souda #kazuichi soda #dangonronpa #danganronpa 2 #dr2

[supersillycheeze]

#dangonronpa #danganronpa v3 #dr v3 #danganronpa v3 killing harmony #danganronpa fanart #drv3 #danganronpa #danganronpa killing harmony #drv3 fanart #tsumugi shirogane #danganronpa tsumugi

[marjory]

Back on that shit again B)

Finally watched the second anime series and fell in LOVE with Nagito being the #1 Makoto Naegi stan lmao

#dangonronpa #nagito komaeda #makoto naegi #hajime hinata

[ryukiravenwing]

I may need to get another Fandom bead art board soon. I may need to make one just for all my My Hero Academia bead art (most patterns were found online or on pinterest) 😁

#multifandom #fan art #fanart #captain boomerang #all might #my hero academia #legend of zelda #dangonronpa #bead art #perler beads #fatgum #present mic #shouta aizawa #majoras mask #death note #black butler #hunter x hunter

[thelesbododo]

The symptoms of the Strychnine posion (Strike-9) are fucking insane

#I can't even fucking imagine how painful that would have been #The hydraulic press was probably amazing in comparison #ouma kokichi #kokichi fanart #drv3 kokichi #kokichi ouma #danganronpa kokichi #kokichi oma #dangonronpa #danganronpa drv3 #danganronpa #danganronpa fanart #dv3 #Digital art #my fanart #my art

[cornydad666]

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It was 100% kokichis fault💀💀

#art #photoshop #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #saiouma #dangonronpa #the backrooms #like wtf

[my-horniness-is-okay]

Hellooo, this is my first fanfiction so please go easy on me 🙏 not beta read so probably some errors. The character is obviously aged up, idk where in the timeline bc I’ve only played the first two games. I tried to keep him in character as much as I could, sorry if it’s not great. MC is supposed to be gender neutral, genitalia and appearance is not detailed.

Synopsis: the head of the Togami Corporation has his eye on the new intern. After hiring a private investigator, he discovers that the object of his affections is a sex worker; he has found his angle to get closer in a way he understands. Paying for what he wants.

Warning: unhealthy obsession, unhealthy power dynamics, nsfw content, graphic sexual content, Switch Byakuya, Byakuya gets pegged lol, oral sex MC receiving, sex toys, prostitution/dominatrix MC, edging and overstimulation, begging and slight dacriphilia, implied stalking, classism, asshole rich guy being conniving and entitled who could’ve guessed, MC is subjected to corporate bullshit, um tell me if I missed anything

Byakuya couldn’t help but feel just a bit awkward. It’s not like anyone at this kitschy cafe would really stare at him this late in the evening, even with him being the sole survivor of the Togami name and all; it was dark out and a weekday so most would be at home, not actively seeking out more caffeine.

This place was your recommendation, and after sending that private investigator after you a while back he found out that this is a place you liked to schedule meetings with clients, but this cafe was too low brow for his liking; tacky decor, shoe prints scuffed onto the floor, and a few too many frazzled college students damn near weeping into their coffee mugs as they furiously hammer away on their keyboards. Not to mention, his tea was a little oversteeped; Just awful, Byakuya thought to himself, clenching on the toy faithfully nestled inside of him, how long do I have to wait in this dump? In reality, it had only been a few minutes, but he had been waiting the whole day to get to this point, canceling his meetings and setting his work aside to get ready for this date.

Byakuya shifted in his seat, feeling himself throb and shiver as he remembered your instructions; clean himself up real nice inside and out, put on that nice new white shirt with the gold detailing that makes him look so pretty, and edge himself. Edge himself until he can’t stand it, until he is shaking and just wants to cry and be gifted release. Then get up, put himself together, straighten himself out, have his driver take him to this ridiculous cafe, and tell his driver to park the car in the alleyway and fuck off somewhere else until he is ready to go home.

Well he did, and now he waits sexually frustrated and irritated at everything, hands trembling slightly around the warmth of his mug as the bell tinkles above the front door and a cold breeze from the outside sends an electric current up his spine. He quickly takes a sip of his halfway full cup as the barista loudly welcomes in the newcomer, who’s murmured hello and approaching footsteps were all too familiar to Byakuya. He tried to ignore the pulse of excitement that shot to his cock, staring down at his drink nonchalantly, but he can’t prevent the quiet whimper that slips past his lips when he feels your gentle hand slide over his shoulder as you walk from behind him into view.

You’re as lovely as always, eyes captivating, smiling gently, and saying something in greeting he wasn’t listening to, far too busy drinking you in. You had all your usual luster but his heartbeat hammered uncomfortably loud in his ears as he gawked stone faced, just knowing you would be touching him, that he would finally be touching you. You look nice, but your clothes are notably non-constrictive. For easy access, Byakuya swallowed, just taking in your presence.

“Togami? Y’alright?” Your voice calls his attention as you sit down across from him, pulling your bag in your lap. He makes a little hmm? sound, face flushed and hands nervously stirring his tea. “Busy day, huh?”

His lips part as he pauses, wondering what to say. The last thing he wanted to do was dwell on small talk. “I’m here on time. What’s your excuse?” You had a quizzical look on your face; true, you were only about 10 minutes late, but that felt like centuries to Byakuya. He had wanted you for so many months ever since you had started interning at the Togami Corporation; You were all polite nods and smiles with uncaring sardonic eyes, bracing yourself for the lowly corporate job you signed up for. Even passing him in the hall there was something sarcastic in your bow, something joking in your tone- Oh yes what an honor Mr Togami, said with all the eagerness of a wooden board. Something about your frankness, your beauty, your humor- he hated it, hated how crazy you drove him.

“Traffic,” you dismissed lightly with a quirk to your brow. “Never knew you to be one for punctuality- in fact, I overhear enough gossip around the office to know that you’re never on time. Your meetings start and end according to your whims, right Mr Togami?” Byakuya swallowed, eyes trained on your fingers tap tap tapping against the tabletop. “And you came,” your fingers stilled, “right on time for me, didn’t you?” Clenching on the toy inside of him he glanced up to your gaze, quickly looked away as if he had been burned by the mere intimacy of the act, and nodded sheepishly. A tch aww left your smile as you tilted your head at him, your legs brushing against his under the table. “See, you can behave when you want to; you’re even wearing the shirt I picked out for you!” God, how your praises set him on fire, “Does that mean you did everything I asked of you?”

“Obviously, I’m not an animal.” He scoffed; he didn’t really know why he snapped like that when you already could tell how much he was enjoying being under your scrutiny, but what does a man like himself say to such a thing? Must he suffer the indignity of having his intelligence questioned? His hygiene? His physical endurance? His ability to follow simple fucking directions?

“Watch your tone.” You chided quietly, the sultry simplicity of those words made him dizzy, “How tragic it would be for you to have gotten this far just to have me punish you because you chose to be a brat. Wouldn’t that be sad?” He nodded once, his tongue darting out to wet the corner of his mouth as he took a nervous deep breath. “You gotta use your words, honey.”

He felt his pride tightening his throat in defiance to being spoken down to in such a manner, causing him to simply gawk once more. He ached for you, your touch and your simpering mockery and your confidence all had him throbbing with the need to finally feel your skin on his. All he wanted was to be worthy under your wry gaze, to impress you, to please, to-

Suddenly you stood, lifting your bag onto your shoulder and pushing in your chair. “Listen, if you’re not ready for this-”

“I am!” He exclaimed a little too quickly, face scorching hot with embarrassment. “I just- it’s hard! For me to-” Byakuya lets out a slow angry sigh as he averts his gaze, more frustrated with himself than you, “It’s difficult for a man in my position to- to trust someone with this.”

You blinked at him, unimpressed, “It’s understandable to be nervous, but we worked out the do’s and don'ts at our previous meeting, remember? And the NDA.” Something softened in your voice, “I see you hesitating. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. This is all at your own pace, remember? Let’s do this when you are more emotionally ready.” You turn, starting to take your first step away to the door when suddenly he snatches your wrist in his tight grasp. Looking down, you see that Byakuya’s eyes now lack the austereness they usually carry, replaced with an embarrassed yearning.

“I am,” he positively pleads, sounding more sure than ever, “I need this. Please- Please show me.” The depth of your eyes makes him breathless as you search his face for a moment, before slipping your wrist out of his grasp and gently taking his hand, smiling; your warmth against his uncalloused palm made him annoyingly giddy.

“Then be a good boy and put your mug on the counter so the nice barista doesn’t have to come all the way over here to clean it up.” You let go of his hand. “I’ll be waiting by the door.”

A burst of excitement shoots through his chest, full of relief as he gingerly stands up, the toy settling inside of him as he grasps the half full cup by the rim. He is so ecstatic at not letting you slip through his grasp, he only is slightly affronted at having to do the plebeian’s work and return the ugly mug of oversteeped tea to the sticky counter, where the barista is too preoccupied with their phone to even thank him for gracing the trash bin they called a cafe. As he gently sets the glass on the granite counter, Byakuya watches you across the room; you’re looking through your bag triple checking you have everything you need, glancing out the window and checking the time as he approaches you.

“Good boy~” You purr, looping your arm through his. The bell above the door jingles as you enter the autumn night air together.

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If he knew about how all consuming you would become to him, Byakuya would not have left finding interns for the Togami Corp to his underlings; he would have vetoed their decision, thrown out your resume, and eradicated the problem like crushing a bug beneath his expensive boot. This passion, this weakness has ruined him he knows, but the secrets of Pandora’s box cannot be silenced, and dammit neither can he while he lays underneath you.

You had thrown down a towel on the plush leather of the backseat of the car Togami arrived in. With his trousers, coat, and boxers discarded haphazardly over the partition and on the cab floor, Byakuya laid facing up with his white and gold shirt partially unbuttoned. You said missionary so he is in missionary, you said to hitch his knees up to his chest so now his socked feet were brushing the ceiling, and you said you wanted to put him in a cock ring and well, here he was.

“You’re so pretty like this, baby~” You mutter between kisses. He can hear the grin in your voice but he can’t care when you’re playing with the plug he brought inside himself, teasing his entrance with one hand and the other trailing up his chest to his throat. Diaphragm rising and falling, his dark pink head was leaking with arousal, aching and needy to burst already as your strap on brushes against his length. The car was filled with the humidity of sweat and cologne as you both took shelter from the quiet alleyway.

Using the bottle of lube from your bag you prep the strap for him, the slick sound emanating in the small space makes electricity shoot throughout his body. It was finally happening, having you so close and so alone; it almost felt like a dream to Byakuya, staring up at you like he was in a spell. The light from the street lamps outside barely illuminated you, the enclosing shadows making the space seem smaller, more intimate. The thought that no one but him was seeing you in this moment had him damn near keening. This was all for him, he owned this hour with you.

The plug was set to the side and Byakuya shakily sighed at the loss of sensation. Teasingly dragging the tip around his entrance, the slippery silicone of the toy creates a quiet squelching sound that makes Byakuya throb. Watching you unblinking, his desperation emanates from him, his pink lips silently form the words please please please.

As you start to ease in the head of the toy, his lips press together, glasses askew and eyes closed in a relaxed focus. A quiet noise resonated from his throat as it slipped in, his flushed chest rising and falling under his half unbuttoned dress shirt. Under you with his legs hitched up to his chest, his head was thrown back in pleasure and a few stray tears wetting his lashes and trickling down his temples.

“You’re so pretty like this, pet,” you coo, and he really is, “doing so well. Take me a bit more, yeah?” He shakily nodded, so you gradually pushed the girth deeper, his lips parting at the stretch. “How’s that feel, baby?”

He takes a shaky deep breath, practically panting in arousal as his member twitches, and his smooth white thighs shaking under his vice grip. “More.” He murmured; It doesn’t sound like a command like he intends it to be, more like a whine.

You give his thigh a hard smack, and when he jolts he accidentally rocks back and forth on the strap-on, gasping and opening his pleading eyes.

“Is that how you’re supposed to ask?” You say, your fingers massaging the tender pinking flesh. The words have him clenching around the toy, a tingling sensation darting through his limbs.

He chuckles diverting his wanton gaze up to the ceiling of the cab, Adam’s Apple bobbing, he clings to his embarrassment a bit longer as his tongue darts out and quickly licks his bottom lip. “I, uh-“ he falters, not because he doesn’t know the answer, but because he’s not sure if his pride can handle listening to his own voice admit to what he wants out loud.

You strike him again on the same side, this time on his ass cheek. A sigh, almost a squeak, escapes him as he furrows his brow at you, his eyes misty with longing and bashfulness. You start to pull out and Byakuya’s mouth drops open at the feeling; the head of the toy catching on his entrance before pushing it back in shallowly, only as deep as you had gotten before. He nearly keens as you strike him again but harder, lazily dragging the toy in and out, shallow thrusts that do nothing but tease his entrance.

“Please.” His voice cracks, eyes watering as he stares desperately, trying to move his hips to pull the toy deeper, so he gets another spank. He hums a stifled groan, heart skipping a beat.

“Please, what?” You demand with a shit eating grin, watching his obstinance melt under the pain and pleasure.

You, You, You, maddening beguiling You with your razor sharp smile somehow draining him of his dignity. He never signed up for this religion of his, but he found his new god in You whether he liked it or not.

“Fuck,” he grunts, squeezing his eyes shut and tilting his head away; his mouth is rosy and a little swollen from being kissed so much, and you can’t help but feel like there is something a bit Adonis-like to his face when he isn’t being so cold.

You grip him by his disheveled hair and force him to look at you; his Adam's apple bobs as he swallows and squeaks under his breath. “C’mon, pet,” You smack his hip hard, so much so that he bleats, his brows knitting together as he looks up with humiliated pleasure, “use your words.”

“I-“ As he falters a quiet whine resonates from the back of his throat, “I need it, please. Please fuck me. I- Master, fuck, I-“

He’s cut off as you finally thrust in deeper; his eyes roll back as he lets out a shrill ecstatic sigh, giving him what he so desires as we ease up to the hilt of the toy, your pelvis snug against his, the tip of the toys nestled snugly against his prostate. Dropping your grip on his ruffled blond locks, you caress up and down his soft thighs, letting him get used to the length.

“Better, sweetheart?” He jerks his head in a vague nod to the question. His breathing is ragged as he savors the stretch, lost in his own world as he trembles excitedly. His cock pulses, dripping and twitching on his abdomen.

“‘M ready. Please, master.” His tone is a little childish, a petulant whine to beg for his reward. A choked sob escapes him as your hand rubs his balls and you start to gently rock back and forth inside of him, admiring his flushed cheeks and focused expression.

“See, baby?” Your voice chimes with an undertone of mocking, pulling out a bit more for some real thrusting, “see how easy it is when you just behave? Get you everything you want.” As the toy gets pushed back in he lets out a small cry of pleasure, “Everything you want.”

Setting a slow pace, low drawling moans reverberate in his chest as people pass by at the entrance of the alleyway, just a few paces from his begging and debauchery, just a few meters from witnessing this young man’s dreams coming true. Byakuya reaches up to pull you in closer and kisses you feverishly, and when his lips open begging to taste you his noises are freed from his throat; between each lick and thrust he vocalizes, he can’t help it, filling up the tiny space. In this moment he is a thing to be owned, nothing else exists.

“Doin’ so well, being used like this. So perfect for me aren’t you?” He moans an ardent affirmative, “This what you want, baby?” You ask between kisses, a hand teasing his head.

He’s breathing heavier now, holding back his shrill panting in the back of his throat as the toy massages deep within him, grinding his hips flush against yours. “Please,” it’s a barely contained whisper, he has tears in his eyes and he looks like a dog begging, “please- I just need it. Fuck me hard. Please.”

Byakuya bites your lip and he grinds his hips in tandem to yours, his hands releasing their hold on his thighs, his feet planted firmly on the ceiling of the cab now as his hands grip your hips pulling you into practically lay on top of him. “Hmm?” you breathe, the sound almost a moan as his long elegant fingers grip like a vice into your back, into your skin. He can feel arousal of your own dampening your inner thighs at this point; Byakuya smugly wondered if you got this worked up for all your clients. Jolting him out of his thoughts you reach down and start to fist his straining cock, leisurely dragging the foreskin back and forth causing him to gasp and tense up, unconsciously pushing the strap out by an inch or two.

“No, please, not like this, I-“ he whines in a panic, gripping the wrist that has a hand on his dick; Byakuya stills you entirely, his fingers massaging your skin as he tries to relax and slow his breathing. Sighing, he plants kisses along your jaw over to the hollow of your ear, “I want- master, god fuck- just, please fuck me for real already, I- Oh~” Cutting him off as your hand lifts from his cock and grips his throat, you draw the length out and when you quickly snap your hips forward, his voice cracks he cries out so loudly and suddenly. Back and forth, you keep the steady rhythm, gripping his white hips and pounding into him hard, watching as he comes undone. For a moment his hands scramble for purchase against the leather seats, desperate for something to ground him as his loud moans filled the cab, a sensation he had never felt before spreading over every inch of his skin. Pleasure trickles through his nerves like a tsunami, pleasure that for the first time stretches beyond his cock, throughout his whole body.

Like the air is being punched out of his lungs, he rocks up against the seats, the crown of his blonde head brushing against the door behind him, his feet dragging on the ceiling, his long gangly legs framing your shoulders. Removing your hand from his throat, you grip the headrest of the front seat and give him deep powerful strokes that seize up his limbs painfully and have him shaking. Each cry melds into the last, quickly becoming a stream of moans each as loud and undignified as the one prior. The toy hits too deep, persistent and punishing and unbearably good. He doesn’t know how long the feeling lasts, but he remains on the edge of an orgasm like the ebb and flow of the sea; closer and closer still and then receding back into himself again. Weeping openly he begs, he has never felt this good before and that scares him, not knowing if he wants the sensation to end or go on forever.

Falling suddenly silent, Byakuya cums much quicker than he would have liked, gripping you hard in shock as his rigid limbs thrash at the sensation that he had never felt quite like this; like you had lit a flame in his feet and he felt it creep all the way up his body, slowly moving through his torso and making him shiver.

Even after his cock had stilled, his head was still spinning, his heart hammering. Keeping one hand on your hip to keep you flush against him, his other hand reached up and brushed his hair out of his eyes, bumping his glasses clumsily. He shudders as you carefully remove his cock ring. You were certain that for once not a single thought was in that beautiful head of his as he blinked his wet lashes slowly and dreamily.

When he glanced down at himself, he was surprised to see that there wasn’t any cum on him. He had cum dry, his cock a bit more relaxed after removing the cock ring but still stiff. He almost couldn’t believe that you made him feel that good without the external release he was so accustomed to; he might’ve described it as witchcraft if he was a superstitious man.

“I want…” Byakuya says much too slowly, much meeker than he would have liked, “I want to make you cum. Can I?” His heart soars when you chuckle. “Sit on my face, please? I want- I want to please you too.”

“You are a good boy, aren't you?” Leaving the toy inside of him, he watches you as you unbuckle the strapon from your hips. “Damn near read my mind, baby~” You sound delighted as you crawl over him, his awkwardly long legs cramping up against the door by his feet. His heart melts when you gently remove his glasses from his face with a laugh, setting them off to the side somewhere as you saddle up to his face, gripping his hair and pulling him forward to your heat.

He is shocked by how the smell of your sex drives him mad, incapable of stopping himself from breathing in frantically like a hound as he grips the fat of your hips. After one tentative lick he is hooked, burying his face between your thighs and devouring you feverishly like a man starved. His cock throbs at the taste, his heart leaping out of his chest at your quiet groaning and your firm grip on his hair. He needs this shit on tap, he realizes, Byakuya can’t live without this. Your taste at the back of his throat, swirling his tongue passionately along your slit while groaning in excitement makes him feel high. He is thrilled when you really start to get into it, moving his head back and forth and humping his face like he’s your toy, making his jaw ache. You need him so badly as you grow swiftly closer to your climax, your voice rising and your pace speeding up. Your arousal starts to ooze out of the corners of his mouth as he eagerly works his tongue to your pleasure.

Byakuya’s hips leap when you reach back around and start playing with his throbbing cock; Much to his embarrassment he ejaculates immediately with a loud grunt, pleasure overtaking him once again. The orgasm this time does not keep him in limbo like the last one did, instead it is reliable and easy, though notably more intense than normal. Semen paints his stomach, shooting out of him hot and fast, leaving him trembling ferociously once again. Even after his cum soaks your hand you don't stop stroking him, riding his face harder as you gradually come up on your own release, overstimulating him in the process.

His throbbing pleasure transforms into an aching numbness. Hungrily, he grips you fiercely and yanks you forward, forcing you to lean against the door above his head and suffocate him with your weight, grinding on his mouth. It’s heaven when he finally makes you cum, filling his mouth with you and making you shout. He needs this, Byakuya thinks to himself, he needs this warmth between your quivering thighs forever. It’s where he belongs; It’s where you belong.

After a few minutes, when you come down from your high, you ease yourself off of him with a shaky laugh that reignites his pride. He made you feel like that. Byakuya was the one who summoned the relaxed expression on your face as you straddled his waist, carefully brushing his bangs out of his eyes. You say something but he is so zoned out he doesn’t hear you. “Hm?” Byakuya breathes out, squinting up at your blurry form dreamily.

“Feeling good, huh?” Your chuckle and teasing grin melt his already relaxed self. “All I said was that you did well.”

Byakuya had a hard time thinking of a response. He was so blissed out, so at ease as he absentmindedly massages your now bruising hips. After a long pause he sharply chimed, “Our hour isn’t up yet.”

“Still got more in you?” You sounded surprised.

“Just-” Byakuya slowly shook his head, face heating up. “Just reminding you.” After removing the toy from inside of him and putting it in a ziplock baggy along with the plug and ring, he sat up with his back against the door and with you straddling his lap. “Where are my glasses?” He asked in an annoyed tone. After you retrieved them from under the driver’s seat, he donned them again, blinked at you, and sighed at the sight.

“So what do you want to do now?”

“Um,” Byakuya hesitated, his fingers clutching your soft waist possessively, not knowing how to ask for something more affectionate without embarrassing himself. He swallowed, avoiding your gaze. “I think I- well, let’s just relax for now.” He drawls sheepishly.

Out of the corner of his eye he sees you lift your hand and bring it up to his head; his scalp was thrumming from having his hair pulled a few minutes ago. As your deft fingers card through his blond locks, he admires the way you smile mockingly as he unconsciously leaned into your touch. “You’re cute~” He found something demeaning in your tone that sent a pulse of excitement to his spent cock; how the hell do you do that, he marveled.

“Do you… usually cum like that? With your clients, I mean.” Byakuya cleared his throat nervously, his jealousy ravenously clawing him apart from the inside out; he didn’t want to ask it but it came out anyway.

“Why do you ask?” You challenged teasingly, “I do have to be confidential about my clients, you know.” Anger tightened Byakuya’s throat, making him feel hot. Didn’t you know how special this was? How honored you should be that the Byakuya Togami has fallen for you? His own feelings disgusted him, but as your gentle fingers combed his blond locks from out of his eyes and back out of his face, he felt the rage melting out of him again. “Silly boy.”

His deft hands massaged your hips tenderly as he stared at you, watching as you gulped under the intensity of his gaze. You seemed uncomfortable, and some part of him liked it; seeing you squirm and glance away as he stared you down. “I want to schedule another appointment.”

The sound of your surprised laugh made his heart swell in a way he found particularly vexing. “Well I do love good business, but how about you pay me for this one first?” You snapped.

He grinned sleazily, feeling for the first time you were speaking a language he knew how to speak back. He grabbed his trousers from the floor and fished his phone out from one of the pockets. Ordering you a ride home, sending you the thousands of dollars straight from his personal account and pulling up his calendar with lightning speed, he breezed through to your next day off and canceled his meetings for that day with barely a glance in your direction. He knew your schedule inside and out from what the private investigator told him, so it was a breeze to find a day you were open.

Those measly thousands meant absolutely nothing to him; if they want to earn real money they’ll have to actually work for it, go where I want us to go and wear what I want them to wear! Byakuya thought to himself, not that trash cafe and these cheap rags for mere pennies to pay for that little hovel you called home.

He knew that if he eased you into the lifestyle of his caliber, gave you a taste for the finer things in life and got you attached to easy living, he would have you begging to be his lifelong pet- a modern day concubine all for himself. His smile was sinister as he watched you blink at his phone screen with great interest, gawking at all the pretty numbers. With the Togami fortune at your leisure, how could you ever deny him? Eventual mistresses and bastard children be damned, you’d be eating out of the palm of his hand in no time, an empty headed little bird trapped in a gilded cage. And the thought alone had his cock pulsing with excitement again.

——-

Yandere Byakuya smut! Please leave a comment and constructive criticism! I hope you enjoyed <3

#yandere #Yandere smut #Dom reader #smut #rich yandere #Yandere Dangonronpa #yandere byakuya togami #Yandere stalker #Yandere anime #switch reader #gender neutral mc #chubby reader #dangonronpa

[ivy-d00dles]

More Ishimondo musings because this would definitely happen. Mondo thinking he's going to ruin Taka's future if they were to get together even though they love each other

#danganronpa kiyotaka #danganronpa thh #danganronpa mondo #dangonronpa #danganronpa aoi #mondo x kiyotaka #ishimondo #mondo owada #kiyotaka ishimaru #aoi asahina

[sappy-detective]

i think it’s a really funny idea that shuichi is probably a really pretty boy, i mean son of a actress? and just.. look at him. he’s rich and gorgeous and then there’s .. ouma.

shuichi: “what do i do kaede? he’s out of my league..”

kaedes: *side eyeing him while ouma is squinting water guns full of soda at other students* “um…”

#i mean ouma is definitely pretty cute but people look past how much of a cutie he is because how much of a demon he can be #just saying! #shuichi is pretty nice and smart! #ouma is those things too but… he’s ouma #dangonronpa #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #drv3 #danganronpa #killing harmony #danganronpa v3 killing harmony #saiouma #saioma #oumasai #omasai #danganronpa drv3 #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa v3: killing harmony #danganronpa incorrect quotes #sapy incorrect quotes

[bee-writes-n-spins]

Hi :> I have never requested anything on tumblr before lol. But I wanna see a Nagito or Izuru x (Ultimate fashion designer) (Fem or gender neutral) reader!

It can be oneshots or headcanon or WHATEVER!! But I really wanna see one of them both :)

Thank you for your time!!!🎀

a/n: uhhh sure. i have been pretty busy with winter guard rehearsals so im getting all my requests done at once lmao. and i have no idea how to write izuru. but anyways, enjoyyyy! notes: ____ is just a better way of saying y/n

nagito

so to start, i've said this before, but he will absolutely attend all of your runway shows! hell, he'll even model for you. let him be your mannequin.

he loves beautiful things! like your designs!

and he's a rich boy.

you need a really expensive type of fabric?

done.

a rare color?

already bought.

he just wants to see you be happy

you're sitting facedown at your sewing machine, frustrated about your upcoming show this weekend. things can't go any worse. three of your models got sick, one had to cancel because of a family emergency, and, to top it all off, the lace you ordered isn't gonna come in till next week!

suddenly, you hear a soft knock that breaks you out of your frustrations.

"____..? you okay?" it's the sound of your boyfriend's raspy voice.

"no. this show's got me in a tough spot and i'm literally about to scream," you grumble into the table. your mind is numb at this point.

he silently stares at you, worried for both your physical and mental health. he tip-toes over to you and gently plays with your hair.

"how 'bout you take a break..? i know it might not be the best to spend time with the likes of me, but i think you should decompress a little..."

you look up, eyes red and puffy from crying. you slightly nod.

"yeah.. i think that's for the best.."

izuru

he would genuinely be impressed

someone with an actual fashion sense?

finally, someone who doesn't bore him to death.

in all seriousness, he wants you to succeed.

so, he'll do anything to get you there

even if it means doing some... unsavory things

he is the ultimate everything.. and that includes murderer

you aways wonder just how rival designers go missing when you need them to or why a venue that initially turned you down came crawling back...

also, being the ultimate everything, he'll probably know some tips on how to do that really complex sewing pattern you've been trying for ages to figure out.

he might not like most people, but he certainly does like you.

you're relaxing by the fireplace, drawing up sketches on your tablet. winter is almost over, so it's high time you start working your spring collection.

already cozy, you feel an even cozier presence sit next to you. you smile warmly, immediately recognizing who it is.

"i see you're all warm now, my love," you giggle, giving izuru a small peck on the lips.

he nods slightly in response with a faint blush on his face. "yes indeed," he pauses for a moment as he peers over your shoulder to silently study your sketches, "don't use tool there, it'll make it look tacky."

you shrug him off. "yeah, yeah.." you say as you throw your tablet aside and cuddle to him.

he just stares down, a small smile on his face.

#danganronpa x reader #dangonronpa #danganronpa nagito #danganronpa #nagito x you #nagito x reader #komaeda nagito #nagito komaeda #izuru kamukura #izuru x reader #danganronpa izuru #ask #reqs open #request #f!reader #gn!reader #m!reader #author is sleep deprived

[venoti]

My fragment of Hope

(Supposed to be a one shot but it got too long)

Pt: 1

Summary: When the ultimate lucky student, Nagito Komeada, meets the ultimate unlucky student.

— The hope he ached for was suddenly missing when he looked into your eyes. That’s when he realized the hope he desperately wanted wasn’t the talent, but you.

But what do you know? He’s just a man obsessed with hope, and you despised it.

—

You groaned at the suns vibrance as it blinded your eyes. Almost with instinct you pick up your hand covering the sun. Where were you? An island? How? It was too many questions that only made your head hurt. Before getting the chance to even grasp what was happening you suddenly felt an object in your pocket, you couldn’t recognize it as your belonging. But it spoke for its self. “Get all the hope fragments from your classmates to continue this trip!”

My classmates! The last place you were at was school. It made you realize, at least you weren’t alone here.

But it was weird.. you couldn’t remember them. And you had to be just as useless too. Ultimate Unlucky student? It was—

You felt a sudden gasp leave your lips as your body hit the soft milky sand. You would’ve just screamed if your face wasn’t flat on the ground. You swayed your head to remove the remaining particles left on your face before turning to your feet. It was your white shoe lace that laid on the ground. Huh. -Was I lucky enough it wasn’t on the cement?- it was weird to have a sudden touch of hope. But it didn’t last with your situation, stomach first on the ground while you awkwardly turned behind you.

You quickly picked yourself up from the ground. Your cloths were nothing flashy at that so there was no need to worry about all the sand that covered you. What did you expect with your luck anyway. You finished the now tied shoelace, wondering where to go now.

“Ah- Hello!” You flipped your head to a voice, what you saw was a pale skinny man that was slowly walking towards you. His hair was messy, tall, and questionable fashion choice. But you couldn’t talk, you didn’t look any better.

You slowly waved. “Hello..” It came to you, friendship fragments!— or whatever it was. You two must be the first ones awake from the island.. on this side at least.

“I don’t mean to disturb you with my presence” He murmured having a guilty look smeared on his face. “—but the names nagito komeada” He continued. “Ultimate Lucky Student”

“Hm..?” You say in disbelief. You tried to keep a poker face but it didn’t matter. Nagito already knew, Your body language said it all.

“Is something wrong? Im sorry if it was me—“

“No!.. it’s just.. nevermind. The name is Y/n L/n. Ultimate unlucky student” Your shock easily became relatable to him after those words.

“Unlucky?” He questioned. A awkward silence filled our throats. It was almost like tension “Hah.. what do I even say? I’m lucky to meet you” He had a sudden look that you couldn’t picture, but it quickly disappeared once he looked into your eyes.

For some reason- no it was obvious that you were being weirded the fuck out. “How can you say that? At least you have good purpose. I’m just here so people can feel better about themselves” You said with a faint laugh.

“But your such wonder can’t go to waste. It’s.. hopeful“

“Oh really?” He just nodded while looking to the side. For some you guys lacked the need to talk, it was probably circumstance that made you guys want to explore more. “It was nice meeting you.” You murmured watching him slowly walk away after those words.

“It was nice seeing another person.. bye y/n” he last said before disappearing. I felt a beep in my pocket. One friendship fragment obtained.

You rolled your eyes before turning back to the water, it was beauty if you had to be honest. If you were gonna be trapped at least it could be something you can even slightly enjoy with your luck, which was none.

“God damn it.. what is up with me?” You say tugging at a strand of hair, you start waking down the beach to clear your mind. But he was lingering in your head. For starts you knew he was much more than just a smiley man. He was weird enough already, so what could be making you so interested?

“Hope.” You say looking at the ground. That’s the first word you can think of when it was him. You want to know him. Why were you desperate?

You tried to relax your body on a tree to daze off, but instead you were threatened with a coconut falling on your head. “Ow- fuck!”

— NAGITO POV

Hope. It was all I thought about. it’s all this island really means to me. “Hmm..”

Unlucky student. For some reason I had a hard time understanding that talent. But it didn’t lack what I craved. Especially since all I yearned for is the hope that it can spread—! ..maybe she would understand.. maybe.

For some reason she itched more than the fact I was trapped here. Would our talents balance each other? I looked up again remembering the clear unreal environment surrounding me, but there was something in my gaze.

A person? I walked up seeing a dazed brown haired man laying on the sand. “Hello..?”

—TIME SKIP first night (Y/n POV )

What I thought was gonna be a silent fun experience, a trip with people I can.. somewhat relate too, turned into my biggest nightmare. How can I trust them after learning the fact they can kill me? Was it my luck? It only made my head throb. And laying in this bed didn’t help. I looked around my room as a plush caught my eye, that damn bear.

Maybe a walk could help. What am I thinking? My bad luck, going out into a place where anyone can murder me..? I did the opposite of what I should do, Listen to my gut.

I jumped off the bed throwing on a jacket and started to slowly open the door.

It was well cared of and was noiseless from all the other times I used it. So why now!? A loud creak echoed from the door once I silently nudged it open. It made me take a pause, I was too dazed to give up now. I tip-toed off the deck, walking towards the dining room. It was a relaxing feeling that I could remember from when I first woke up, when things were normal.

Normal. Monokuma I swear once I leave this place—

I was awoken from my daze when a voice was behind me.

“What are you doing outside the cabin?” I jumped suddenly having instincts. I quickly went into the self defense positions Akane taught me, but I felt my arms fall gently down to my sides realizing who it was. He kept his distance being full aware of the situation. Of course it was him, him and his luck finding me too.

“Do you plan to kill me Nagito? I didn’t expect anyone else to be out following me.” I mumble, but loud enough for him to hear. He laughed facing the ground.

“Trust me, I didn’t follow you. And who knows.. you can kill me just as much. Not that I would mind-“

“Trust is a strong word, you know that the most.” I say, but in the moment of silence I started to ease up myself. “And It would be too risky anyway.” Nagito hummed enjoying your way of thinking. I slowly watched him walk off to flicker up lights I didn’t know existed, it helped me take a better look at him.

“So.. why are you out here?” He asked “Not that I deserve to know..”

“I could ask you the same thing.” He took a glance at you but shrugged. He didn’t seem like someone to pressure anyone. “..but I just wanted to take a walk to cool my mind from the situation”

“I guess I could say the same thing” He hushed. We took a few minutes of silence together before he broke it. “It’s crazy..” I perked my head at him, listening. “The ultimates have to work together needing hope if whether or not they can trust eachother. It’s so..”

His eyes.. it’s the same eyes from the first time. “—So absurd.” I say breaking his trance of thinking.

“Ah.. I’m sorry. I got too relaxed” I nodded gently, about to take a step towards him. These damn shoe laces— I felt my body trip to the harsh wooden floor board that created a huge bang noise. Would that bear care if I’m here?

I took a pause grasping the situation before quickly standing up. I brushed my elbows that took most of the fall. “Pfft..” I heard silent laughter next to me. I huffed turning away.

“I don’t wanna hear it..” I mumble bitting my cheek.

“I’m sorry! I really am” That didn’t help at all since I could still hear his muffled laughter. But.. it made me laugh as well ..and this time it was real from him. Not that facaded smile he always showed off.

Once it died down we both took a seat. “I never thought I would be here with you” I say wanting to enjoy the “normal” demeanor I got from him.

“I feel the same! Graced in your presence.” ..that’s a weird way to respond but I guess we’re getting somewhere.

“Did you rely on luck to find me?” I asked. It honestly had him startled with how off topic it was. “Or maybe I’m stupid.”

“I wouldn’t underestimate someone so hopeful like you—“ I’m usually a composed person, but sometimes I lose myself from my mind.

“Why do you talk like that? Like I’m some.. some.. I don’t know! I’m not anyone special” I say, but it sounded more damanding than the truth. “It’s just frustrating sometimes”

That’s when it hit me. Why am I suddenly attacking him? “-Sorry.” I gasp rubbing my palms. “The situation is getting to me” I try to excuse myself back to my room but I felt a hand leech on to my arm. Normally, I would instantly pull myself away. But for some reason I wanted to listen.

“I can’t do anything with how I see things. But trust me— If you even can.. your like a friend” I was too flushed to really try and identify if whether or not he was telling the truth. But I stayed. Was this a feeling of trust? His hand slowly slid down to mine. I didn’t know if I should pull away.

“Do you really even want to even be near me with my luck?” I say looking down to him gently holding my hand.

“I thought it was my job to degrade myself.” I gave him a silent look. “..haha.”

“Your funny you know?”

“Am I?” I couldn’t tell if it was a mutual feeling but I enjoyed being here.

“Ok ok.. now let go of me funny guy—“

“APUPUPU! What are you doing my students! Back to the cabins, I’m getting tired of this monkey business..” We both jumped back from Monokumas sudden appearance. My mouth gaped at him while Nagito had a nonchalant look as if this happens everyday. “Your lucky it’s the first day! Don’t let me catch you again unless you really want to be killed!.. can’t even leave them unsupervised for even a minute” Monokuma murmured the last part to himself.

I know it was meant to be a threat but it was funny coming from a small bear. We turned to each other muffling our laughter. Nagito stood up from the table following me down the stairs, we didn’t split ways till reaching the cabins. “It’s supposed to be an island of despair.. but this was pretty fun Y/n.”

“I can say the same.” We both took a final look before heading our opposite directions. He was.. definitely someone I could remember. I almost forget about my own talent. After stepping into my cabin I threw my shoes by the door and went to unzip my sweater. “Hmp.. why.. won’t.. you..!” I say struggling to pull it down. Did it jam!?

TIME SKIP day of the party.

It was spotless, cleared, and even prepared for the occasion Byakuya planned. It was good to trust nagito. But it still lingered in my head, how was it him the one that lost? When I’m the ultimate unlucky student? It almost made me feel unsure how “ultimately lucky” he is.

But in his defense it was a awkward position between me and nagito. There was only a stick left while everyone else grabbed their own. In his words, out of guilt he decided to take it for me. By now I’ve forgotten the whole mess but decided to enjoy what was in front of me.

I said a simple hello to the girl at the front door, her name is chiaki nanami. She was the person you could never hate. We shared a simple conversation before I finally walked in.

“WELCOMEE!!” A energetic girl screamed out for me. I just silently laughed before waving back. After looking around the main room I noticed everyone else was here already, but fuyuhiko. I started greeting the others finally getting the chance to talk and interact with everyone a little bit more.

“Haha! Nice to meet you twig!” The coach cheered in delight, his sidekick agreed next to him.

“..nice to meet you too..!” I murmured trying to decide if that was a compliment or not.  Their names were Nekomaru and Akane, there was a lot of things to thank them for but I left them to their.. moment. They both seemed out of it, probably hungry?

“Your pretty lucky for once” I heard peko murmur behind me. Well that’s not a thing I usually hear.

“How come?”

“There was a situation about dangerous weapons being in the food, skewers to be exact. It just made a huge ruckus”

“Really?” I gasped, but realized exactly why that would happen. “I mean coming from byakuya I guess he would be worried about every chance of death” I last say before watching her walk away.

..

“My dark devas sense it coming from.. you!!!” I heard from the distance, I turned my head seeing Gundham point towards me.

“W-What?”

“Oh shut it dude! It’s just a woman! Are you scared of them or something?” Kazuichi scoffed trying to scold him. Huh.. thanks—

“Maybe gundham is speaking truth!” A blonde princess said behind him. Really!? You too? ..for once thanks kazuichi—

“Ah- miss Sonia!? Your right! She’s been giving weird vibes” ok, nevermimd mind then.

“Not like that! Hmp.. she’s a wonderful girl. If you were listening to what we were saying, it was about who was most likely to be a princess!” Gundham and her laughed together.

“O-Oh..” Kazuichi begged on his knees for forgiveness. “I’m sorry miss Sonia!”

I loved them really. Gundham was a fun guy to be with, kazuichi was easily a relatable person, and Sonia just really had the heart of someone to a throne. But what just happened.

“Ew-! Stay away pig barf!” The dancer groaned on the side talking to the doctor. Mikan cried in response walking away from her. Some people aren’t as nice.

I suddenly heard the room get loud when we were finally allowed to eat from the one and only Teru Teru, I will say he is quite.. weird.. but his food never disappoints. I looked around already seeing people shove their face in it, like Akane who is now thriving after some food.

I only laughed about to grab a plate of my own but I soon guessed a familiar presence behind me. It was Nagito and hajime. They both slowly walked in with a laugh before splitting up around the room. I couldn’t help but find myself staring at—

“Care to eat? Can’t have you starving” Nagito said. He lightly laughed at my face, I didn’t expect him to walk towards me first.. I just rolled my eyes in response before grabbing a plate for me and him. After walking around a bit, we slowly found ourselves to the near back of the room after he grabbed his own beverage. I took one bite and my whole word suddenly lit up. “Good, Right?” He asked.

“Amazing.” I grin, still taking my time consuming what was on my plate. He also took a small bite before turning back to me.

“Wow.. I didn’t expect anything less from Teru Teru!” I just laughed at his expression. We ate in silence together, and it was peaceful. Seeing everyone have fun, eating, interacting, It was like a dream. A reassurance that I’m one of their classmates— “I should’ve said it before but you look pretty” I almost choked on my food from his words. is this really a dream? I punched my throat, forcing the food down before looking up at him eye to eye.

“Why did you say that so suddenly?.. I always look like this.” I question, raising a teasing eyebrow at him.

“Just thought you’d like to know” I felt my face go hot. What is up with him? Since when did he start saying stuff like this!?

I mumbled some words trying to avoid the fact he was looking at me. “If we’re doing that then you look—“

*BEEP BEEP*

“..what was that?” I last say before everything in my vision turned into pitch black. The lights went out..?

I heard people yell out in response trying to identify who and what was around the room. Doing the same, I grabbed on to the table to try and move around in the dark. But instead the cloth slipped out of hand making me trip. “O-Ow!” I groaned also feeling a plate of food fall on top me, probably making a mess. Where was nagito..? Wasn’t he just right next to me.. I assumed the best that he was trying to walk around. I jumped up from the floor with adrenaline, I couldn’t tell what was happening anymore. It was only foot steps and voices.

The lump in my throat grew bigger, what if— I shook my head, there’s no way.. we’re classmates. Why would someone do such a thing? “Is everyone alright?” I tried to say. Am I stupid? Why would anyone be ok!?

But suddenly, the darkness disappeared. My eye twitched at the suddenly light but it was a lot better than darkness. I looked around and saw..

“M-Mikan!? Why are you..” I hush turning my head away from her erotic pose. Everyone else felt the same as Sonia finally helping her out. We gathered up in a circle, finally seeing Nagito. I’ll.. I’ll ask later. They went on about kazuichi and the lights till an actual point stood out. “So we.. don’t know where Byakuya is?” I ask. They looked around and all I got was nods.

We all decided to start looking for him, I mean we had too. He promised to protect us and we had to do the same. I first started with the back, I assumed we would also be someone to start looking for lights. “You think he was murdered?” I recognize that raspy voice, and sometimes I wish I didn’t.

“No.” I say with ease. He smiled at my response and internally decided to join my investigation. Although it meant nothing since personally, I’m not good at this type of stuff.. before we could continue room by room we heard everyone call for us. Quickly we ran over seeing everyone’s gaze on one table. I felt my entire world crash smelling the blood. Was I gonna vomit?

I turned my head away covering my mouth hearing the screams after seeing a dead body. I felt my eye Dilate trying to force myself to look, I had to be useful.. I didn’t.. wanna be there for no reason. Turning my head around I felt a cold hand reach the top of my fingers. I knew who it was, and I didn’t bother to look. With that comfort I brought myself to look. God. I’ll miss him. I can’t let the murderer get away with this.

I wanted to have my own justice monologue in my head but there was one more thing I had to do. “Thanks.” I whisper to him before investigating, who knew that would be on the few last times I will ever see him as a normal person.

TIME SKIP after first trial.

Teru Teru was found guilty for murder, we couldn’t believe it. Until we had to watch his merciless execution that felt like hours. It only made the room go into panic, despair. It showed how serious this game really was. But I only had one thought throughout the trial. Nagito komeada, the man I thought I could most relate too.

I held on to my chest while my throat tighten. Was the man in front of me.. really Nagito? I should’ve known he was more than just a sweet guy, so why did I still let you get into my head? I tried to look at the person who was willing to kill and sacrifice in the name of hope, it was disgusting. I almost gagged trying to look at him.

“Nagito.. Are you serious?” He was too busy in his own daze before realizing who took notice into him. He only shared a cheeky smile.

“It had to be done, if only it was me that really did it.. but I enjoyed our time together. I hope you understand—“

“Understand what!? That your fucking crazy! For once I really thought I found someone to— to trust..” I started to let my emotions take over my voice. I tried to keep my mouth shut since it didn’t seem to mean anything to him.

But the more I tried to kept silent, it just made me even more pissed off. How could he not feel guilty for toying with me like I was just some stepping stone? Holding my hand? Comforting me? I should’ve left the dining room before ever feeling his hand on mine. He kept on taking and talking.. I just wanted too—

“I hate you so.. so much if it even mattered anymore. Don’t ever touch me again you damn scum” I say before storming out. I could hear Sonia’s voice calling after me but everyone else knew there was no point. Even so I could care less about what happened to him with the rest of the group, either it be death or trapping him in a room.

“As long as I don’t have to see his pathetic face” I mumble to myself trying to stop my face from crying, I couldn’t let him get any satisfaction. But I knew I was going too anyway. The liquid substance falling from my eye proved it. I wiped it off before fidgeting with my sweater. All I knew is i wanted to stab my pillow with every single fiber of my body for even having the thought of trusting him.

When I finally met my room I slammed the door shut and locked it for my own sake. I’ve never wanted to go to sleep so bad. I laid myself on the bed while shoving my head into the pillow on the verge of screaming with tears falling down my now rosy cheek. I still found a way to fall asleep, but with the nightmare of waking up.

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AUTHORS NOTE: this was wow. WOWWOWW :v Also pt 2 is coming!! but don’t expect it to be quick :c this alone took me 4 days.. I will take suggestions for any character interactions (since the plan was to only show Nagito but I love everyone else too much) and any requested parts to the story! Like a free time event between you and him. ANYWAYSS hoped you enjoyed this!

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No, dudes, because I finally figured out why I hate The Glass Scientists' Edward Hyde so fucking much....

They fucking...

KOKICHI OUMA'D HIM.

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