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bubblyqueer000 · 6 months

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can i get headcanons for hajime, nagi, shuichi, and koki with a virgin s/o during their first time? like how the boys would react and kinks and comfort for a nervous s/o thnakss!! -👽anon

Hajime Hinata, Nagito Komaeda, Shuichi Saihara, Kokichi Ouma x Nervous!Virgin!S/O First Time Headcanons

Protags and Antags!! EEEEEE WE LUB THEM!!

Enjoy!!

TW// Teasing, Degradation, NSFW, Choking, Hairpulling, Spanking

Shuichi Saihara

♡ Super nervous!

♡ Knowing him, it would probably be his first time too and he’s spooked as hell so if you are too, he understands.

♡ He starts by awkwardly kissing you because that’s as far as he’s ever gotten with his partner. After a few minutes, he gets the hang of it.

♡ Lol I’ve said this about Leon before but Shuichi would probably also give great hugs and would be such a good cuddler. NBVGHJNBGVB Grant George’s casting type is cuddly boys LMFAO

♡ Probably very vanilla but he’s open to most things.

♡ I think Shuichi would probably be a switch with a bottomy lean. He just wants to do what makes you happy.

♡ Shuichi is kind of basic in terms of positions. He only really cares to do missionary but the way that he does it is so loving and gentle. He holds you underneath him and hides his face in your neck. Like hugging with him on top of you so closely.

♡ After a few times together Shuichi really warms up to you and loses most of his anxieties.

♡ He’s a very hesitant top, but he’s willing. Shuichi doesn’t really know what to do as a top so he usually just asks what you want. He’s a service top!! We love him :3

Kokichi Ouma

♡ TEASING LITTLE BASTARD!!!

♡ Whether it’s your first time or your hundredth time, he’s constantly teasing you, physically or otherwise. Mostly about how nervous you are.

♡ Now and then he would find some way to comfort you, but honestly, it wouldn’t last long. It’s usually something basic like gently stroking your face or a kiss on the forehead, before going right back to teasing you.

♡ Unlike Shuichi, Kokichi claims that he has a very high body count (COUGH COUGH BULLSHIT) but you don’t know if you believe him. You didn’t believe him at all until he showed you how experienced he was.

♡ Kokichi looooves to bite. Like choking and spanking are both fine, but above anything else, biting is his favorite.

♡ He’s a major verse with no preference, but when he is bottoming… Did someone say brat? Despite him being a switch, Kokichi is always in control.

♡ Kokichi uses toys on his partner a lot. Most commonly vibrators to tease you with but he’s open to most things.

♡ Also very into bondage. He loved the feeling of having control and knowing that he could do anything to you, with consent of course.

Nagito Komaeda

♡ Overjoyed! Just crippling shock and happiness.

♡ Nagito underestimated how much you care about him. He always figured that he wasn’t good enough for his partner, being the ultimate lucky student amongst so many ultimates. You asking him made him feel so much more secure in your relationship.

♡ Nagi likes praising you while you degrade him. If you’re too nervous to dirty talk though, he teases you for it. Thinking aloud that an ultimate such as yourself should be more than capable of talking down to trash like him. He’s just teasing though and he certainly wouldn’t try to make you feel bad for it.

♡ In most cases though, he thinks it’s cute how nervous you get and he won’t mind making that clear to you. Imagine being so nervous in the middle of it all and having him whisper to you.

♡ “Would you look at me, my hope?” Your eyes stayed clenched for only a moment, then shyly you glanced up at him. “How… Precious… Why so shy, my princess?” *Cue pussy backflip*

♡ Loves when his hair is pulled!! Especially when he’s giving oral or when he’s about to cum. It just makes it all the more satisfying to him.

♡ Cuddles and praises you as aftercare always. No matter how many times you’ve done it.

Hajime Hinata

♡ Surprised but happy when you asked. Hajime had certainly thought about it before but was still shocked that you actually wanted to have sex with him, and even more so that a perfect girl like you had never done it before.

♡ This puts a lot more pressure on him to make it pleasurable for you. It was your first time so he wanted to make it perfect.

♡ Hajime put tons of effort into making sure you were enjoying yourself. Beforehand, he wanted to talk about what you liked and didn’t. The last thing he wanted was to overstep boundaries, but man was he embarrassed to talk about them too. Still, he muscled through it on your behalf!

♡ Hajime seems like the type that would put your enjoyment before his own but he would be lying if he said he didn’t love receiving oral!! He doesn’t mind giving either but he is a man who loves his dick sucked (I’m twelve sorry.)

♡ His favorite positions are 69 and cowgirl. He’s the type who just adores it when you put all of your weight on him. He thinks it’s the hottest thing ever. Any position is good to him, but being ridden>

♡ Haji doesn’t strike me as the vocal type but when he does make noise, it’s a lot of grunting and gasping. His voice would grow deep and husky until his voice breaks out into a full-on growl.

♡ Always has his hands somewhere on you. Holding your waist, your hands, squeezing your chest, fingering you. He loves all of it, just touching you is perfect to him.

♡ Love youuu~

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bee-writes-n-spins · 5 months

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on the other side of that metaphorical one-way mirror, is a trembling little boy. is a fearful child.

he's so scared. so scared they'll see past the facade he puts on to imitate those around him. so scared they'll see his true self.

that mirror is the only thing about him that shows confidence.

but then he meets you.

you're the only one who can see through as if it's a window. you're the only one who can hold that small child and tell him it's okay.

please.. just tell him it's okay..

RANPO, ango, poe, kokichi, UZUI, giyuu, and any of your falsely confident favorites!

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leo-the-dumbass · 10 months

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"Let me take care of you!"

DRV3 Boys x Ultimate Cargiver! Reader

GONTA GOKUHARA

Despite Gonta being bigger than you, you still wanted to take care of him. When he was hungry, you'd make him something to eat. "Woah! Gonta thanks Y/N very much!" He said whenever you would set food down in front of him. After a while, you started doing more for him, wiping his face if he got his face messy, offering to do his laundry, and it started to confuse him. "Why Y/N taking care of Gonta?" He would question when you did a little something more for him, then you mumbled out a response something about loving to take care of him he didn't question you anymore letting you take care of him and also enjoying it.

Kiibo (K1-B0)

There wasn't much you could do for him to take care of him except let him know when he should probably go to Miu for a checkup because his antenna was broke or things like he was responding slower anything that could help him in the long run.

KAITO MOMOTA

Kaito wasn't all that happy when you would try to take care of him, making him feel belittled by you. Every time, you did little things for him to take care of him, bandaging any wounds he had gotten, cooking him food, or attempting to brush his hair for him. But he knew you being the ultimate caregiver you were, you'd never stop eventually getting used to everything you did for him.

KOKICHI OUMA

Kokichi was surprised whenever you'd take care of him not having very many people care for him in any way eventually teasing you about it or making unearthly demands "Hey Y/N~ You should kill Miu for me~ Nishishi!~" He'd giggle out. You never liked it when he joked about trying to get you to kill someone for him, saying it'd make him feel better.

KOREKIYO SHINGUJI

Korekiyo wasn't really surprised when you would take care of him knowing your Ultimate didn't make it that hard to figure out, especially when you'd take care of others but you seemed to mainly take care of him the most doing extensive things for him cleaning up his study, or brushing his long hair for him eventually he started to get used to it enjoying when you'd take care of him.

RANTARO AMAMI

Rantaro, being the ultimate adventurer, would get hurt quite a lot, and whenever he did, you would tend to the wounds careful not to hurt him pressing a kiss to the bandaged wound Rantaro enjoyed when you cared for him it made him feel quite loved and he loved your cooking too.

RYOMA HOSHI

Ryoma, being short, immediately thought you only took care of him because of his small stature getting irritated when you'd care for him, but eventually, he got used to it he still didn't enjoy being cared for but he wasn't going to argue with you knowing it'd only make you upset in the end.

SHUICHI SAIHARA

Shuichi was quite shy about it, but never expressing it, letting you take care of him, he started to enjoy when you would take care of him, mumbling out soft thanks you's with a small smile.

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m-y-fandoms · 4 months

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Commission: DRV3 Boys x Female Reader - Seven Minutes in Heaven

Details: Takes place during the killing game, timeline switched around, creative license taken to imply everyone is alive and has known each other for at least a few weeks and has had time to get to know each other a bit. The threat of the killing game is still there though. Monokuma has announced it, just nobody has been killed yet. It’s also implied that the reader has a crush on the boy in each section however whether or not the boy is oblivious to that fact or feels the same varies.

Word Count: 5K Words

Warnings: SFW - fluff, maybe mild angst, possible V3 spoilers

Everyone needed something to divert their attention and obsessive thoughts away from the killing game. Though nothing had happened yet, the group of Ultimates got more and more antsy by the day. Every dark corner or empty stairwell seemed like a threat, and mistrust grew and loomed over them all like a black mold growing on the walls.

No one seemed to feel safe, though it had been weeks since the menacing-looking monochrome bear informed them that they were to kill each other for sport so they could return home to their regular school life and families. There was no concrete proof that this wasn't an extensive, well-planned practical joke or social experiment, some prank that would result in cameramen and producers springing out of the woodwork once all was said and done, and that was the only thing holding them together mentally. This could all be fake.

Nevertheless, something needed to change. They all had their little subgroups, individual trusted cliques or closest allies, but there was no denying the entire group needed to come together, to get to know each other a bit better and let off some steam. Unity meant potential lasting peace and no fatalities.

Someone suggested they play a frivolous little game that could keep everyone's attention for a while. Even though most of the group hadn't played it since middle school and some never at all, the rules were straightforward and simple enough. In addition to passing the time, it might even spark a little drama or romance. Any emotion was preferable to the fear of death and the sense of impending disaster.

Seven Minutes in Heaven: a game where two people go into a small room or cramped closet alone and have seven minutes to do anything they want to each other. Usually, the goal was the get handsy, to kiss or hug, to confess to someone, to make each other nervous, or to engage in casual romantic activities. It was supposed to be steamy and awkward, to put pressure on the two people. They would all randomly pick straws, and the two people who got the shortest straws would have to go in together while everyone else sat outside and timed their seven minutes. Knowing your peers were mere feet away outside the door only added to the tension.

The location was set: a small, cramped closet on the first floor next to the spare classroom and just before the steps down to the basement. It was dimly lit by an ancient overhead lightbulb hanging on by a thread and had just enough room for two people once the abandoned supplies, tools, and cobwebs were scooted to the edges. The Hotel Kumasutra was suggested first, but was shot down for being perhaps a little too intense, dramatic, and high-pressure for such a simple game. Nobody felt comfortable enough to enter the daunting building as of yet, despite its proximity to the popular casino.

And so, the game began.

Rantarou Amami

Waiting anxiously to see who you'll be paired up with, you pace the meager few steps you can manage in the tiny closet - back and forth, back and forth - working up a sweat that's more nerves than physical exertion. When the door swings casually open and you immediately see a fluffy full head of green hair, a shiver runs down your spine. It's a shiver that is half excitement and half humiliation. Of all fifteen other classmates, of course your crush, Rantarou Amami, was the one destined to draw the other straw and be trapped in here with you for seven excruciating minutes. Anyone else, literally anyone else, and you could've stalled, talked your way through those seven minutes, felt indifferent, and at most a little awkward. Rantarou made your heart flutter, froze you in place nearly every time he interacted with you. You stuttered, felt like you never said the right thing. He was just so handsome, with a smooth voice and a mysterious yet kind personality. You were quite sure, even with the memory loss you'd all suffered, that you hadn't had a crush this intense in quite a while. Certainly not one that turned you into a foolish mess.

Rantarou entered with his head bowed, shoulders shrugged forward. You'd never seen him - a dude who was usually quite confident and smooth - looking so uncomfortable. When he spun to look at you, the door now shutting you two in alone, he was almost wincing, facial expression squeezed into wrinkles and furrowed brows. It was as if his face was trying to say: "I'm sorry about this..."

"Heeeeey, (Y/N)," Rantarou spoke in a sing-songy voice that, again, was out of character for him, yet you felt your body stiffen up all the same. You hugged your body instinctively, feeling vulnerable as your heart beat wildly in your chest. You took a step back to create more space between you and the object of your infatuation and nearly tripped over a cardboard box on the ground behind you. "Yeah, this is about what I expected," he chuckled, his eyes wrinkling closed into kind little lines. He held his hands out in a sign of passive surrender. "So sorry about this, (Y/N). I swear, there was nothing I could do! It was all random." He rubbed the back of his neck, a small dust of pink over his cheeks. You felt your stomach drop. Did he think you disliked him? Was he perceiving your involuntary reaction as disgust rather than flustered? You suddenly felt super guilty. You were just now realizing he probably had taken note of this same adverse reaction every single time you were in the room with him. The logical thought process would probably be that your body language showed disdain.

"Oh, oh no, I hope you don't think I'm upset about being paired with you! I didn't realize my-" you tried to relax your shoulders, not wanting to let your own feelings affect him negatively.

"No, I don't think that at all, actually..." he cut you off, not wanting to let you get too far into this incorrect notion. He paused, thinking over how to word things delicately. "It's quite the opposite. I'm not as dense as you might think, actually. I pick up on things pretty well," he chuckled again, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, "and I... I kinda know you like me. You always get like this... when I talk to you. I'm... a bit more perceptive and empathetic than people think. I just wanted you to know, it's okay! You don't have to feel that way! I was worried about your reaction when I stepped in here. I knew you'd freak out." So subtly - almost seeming practiced and experienced - he gently clasped his rough hands into yours. They felt calloused, perhaps from the travels and adventures he'd vaguely mentioned when you sat there like a statue listening to him talk around the academy. The many bracelets settling on his wrists shook you back to reality, and your face heated up at the skin-to-skin contact. "I mean, I'm not trying to boast because I really don't think I'm such a catch, but I see the way you look at me, I've heard Miu talking about you having a crush as well..."

"I... I don't know what to say," you release a breath you didn't know you'd been holding, "This is a bit embarrassing..." you grumble, looking at the ground.

"You don't need to feel embarrassed. Honestly, I think you're a really cool person as well. I would love to get to know you more, but you always seem to run away after we talk for a little. The others are always around. It would be cool to spend some time hanging out alone, now that... I'm kinda confessing that I'm interested in you too?" He gives you a crooked smile. "Woah... your hands are like shaking."

Was this a dream? Was Monokuma replacing your classmates with clones to prank and humiliate you? There's no way Rantarou, the most attractive and fascinating guy here, was into you...

"I... I would really like that. Yeah, I'm sorry about my... less than pleasant reaction. I really didn't mean to come off as weird or make you uncomfortable."

"Hey, no worries. Well, you know, I played this game a ton in middle school. It was always silly, and stupid, but I have no issue playing it again, especially with you. What do you say? After all, I've played games way worse than this."

Ryoma Hoshi

The athlete strolled leisurely into the closet, hands in his pockets and the stick of a lollipop hanging carelessly out of his mouth. He always had something hanging out his lip, be it a candy cigarette, a toothpick, or something in between. You wondered if it soothed him. You'd gathered from conversations with him that his life had been pretty traumatic, at least in your opinion. His eyes were half-lidded as always, lazy and donning dark bags underneath. He sighed, stepping into the dim lighting provided by the single, dingy bulb above.

"Yeah, so I didn't really have anything better to do. Everyone else was sayin' they'd play and I was in the room at the time so I got roped in. Can't be much worse than anything else I've been through. Figured it might be good for morale, for these people to loosen up and play a game or two together. Lotta mistrust brewing." He looked around, seemingly disinterested and boasting an incredibly calm demeanor. You were wondering how someone could feel not even a little bit nervous playing a game with a premise like this.

"You don't have to stay if you don't want to!" You smiled softly, offering him an out. You liked Ryoma a lot. His chill attitude, mysterious and interesting past, deep voice, and cute face intrigued you enough to even form a little crush, but you didn't want him here out of coercion or peer pressure.

“It’s whatever. I’m down to play. It’s fine. However, I’m sure I wasn’t who you expected or were hoping for.” He shrugs, less self-deprecating and more as if stating a plain fact. It didn’t seem to bother him either way if you did in fact wish it was someone else who was chosen to be with you for this dumb little game.

“Nah, I’m not disappointed,” you smirk a bit deviously, trying to hide the excitement you truly felt. You see his eyebrows raise a tad, which is more expression than you usually get from him. “Someone like you is kind of an interesting partner for this game. I’m betting you have more life experience overall than me. In fact, I know you do, after listening to some of your stories. You probably have more experience in everything: street smarts, common sense, even romance.”

“Uh, let me stop you right there.” He lets out a tiny, brief, dry chuckle, something skeptical in his tone. “Actually, not true at all, that last part. Not much romance in my life. Funny, you and I actually talk more often than I do with the others… I thought you would’ve picked up on that.”

“Oh?” You challenge him playfully, trying to flirt him into a more open mood.

"Yeah, I'd think that would be obvious. Who wants to take a chance on a no-good criminal with a clouded, ominous past? I don't really tell people all the details, and I'm not going to, but then I can't be surprised if people don't want to get to know me or trust me. Also, I'm aware I'm not the ideal, looks-wise. Never bothered me, but-" Once again, you can tell he's not looking for sympathy, but just honestly sharing his thoughts about himself. Before he can talk himself down further, however, you cut him off.

Stopping his words in their tracks, you leaned down to his height, bending at the waist sensually. Without skipping a beat, you casually took the lollipop from his mouth, coaxing it out without much resistance on his part. Smiling impishly, you popped it into your own mouth.

You'd never seen Ryoma Hoshi blush before this moment. It seemed like something he was incapable of.

Korekiyo Shinguuji

The lean, dangerously mysterious anthropologist stood across from you, tall enough and so close that he blotted out the dim light from the single bulb above in the cramped closet. He appeared like a silhouette, like some spooky demon or spirit from the cultural legends he often told you about. He seemed to be giggling behind his mask, amused at your flustered reaction to his closeness before he began to speak in that mystifying voice of his that was like smoke hissing past your ear and tickling the outer shell:

"You know, (Y/N), I almost said no to playing... This seems like such a childish little game, maybe even a waste of my precious time when I could be studying up on literally any other topic. But... then I thought: I've done far more promiscuous things than this before, games and rituals alike, so what's the harm in some little kid’s game? Why not? After all, there's something to be learned from every experience, and this game seemed integral to the middle school lives of our classmates, therefore making it culturally significant... if I... broaden my definitions a little." He rolled his eyes up to the ceiling, making you sweat as he moved even closer during his little monologue.

"I see you're being v-very open-minded," you chuckled nervously, trying to hide the loud pumping of your heart. "Yes, I would've thought you were far too mature for this game!" You were now flat against the wall, nearly caged in by his lithe form hovering over you.

"I thought it might even be exciting," his tone adopted a more predatory note, "to see who I get and explore the essence of who they are, find their inner beauty for myself, one-on-one and in private. When nobody else can hear or see, they might let down some walls, and expose a side of themselves in this killing game that nobody has seen yet. It could be a fascinating study of human behavior. I didn't really care who I got matched with, as everyone here - with such varied personalities and talents - could be an extremely interesting subject!"

"Subject?" Now he was starting to worry you. You had to admit, though, the way he was passionately speaking, the way he pinned you into the corner of this enclosed space... it was rather exciting.

"You seem nervous..." he tilts his head innocently. "There's nothing to be afraid of, little (Y/N). This game, as I take it from the rules, is to start a romantic or flirty interaction, to cause feelings to bubble up in each other - excitement, arousal. These emotions are so wonderfully and beautifully human. Is that what you want, to try this in earnest?" You see one of his hands reach over to its opposite and begin to unravel the layers of gauze bandaging. You nod enthusiastically, almost entranced by his words. He takes this consent as his opportunity to take control, and something in his golden eyes turns animalistic.

"Good." He purrs.

Gonta Gokuhara

Almost comically shoved into this tiny closet and leaving little to no room for you was your chosen-at-random partner: Gonta Gokuhara, the gentle giant. He was desperately trying not to hit his head on the ceiling while also trying to remember to be considerate of you and your personal space. It was the gentlemanly thing to do, after all.

"Gonta wanted to play, because all of his friends were playing too! This game... sounds fun, but Gonta never played it before. Gonta a bit confused. Gonta love everyone here as a good friend, swear to protect them all, so why we not all play game together, in bigger, more comfortable place?" He asked genuine, thoughtful questions, and it appeared to you that he in fact did not know what he was getting himself into. You'd make sure he understood clearly before playing, as someone had obviously shoved him in here without a clear description of the rules or goals.

"Well, Gonta, this is a game where you're supposed to come in with one other person only and do flirty, cute, romantic stuff. Why did you agree to play without knowing what's going on?" You shook your head, snickering under your breath. You'd always found Gonta's endless positivity and determination to make others feel happy and protected adorable. He probably just wanted to be included, to make sure everyone had fun. And you had no doubt he was intelligent enough to understand the simple rules of this game, it was just very likely someone more mischievous - like Kokichi or Miu - purposely kept him out of the loop.

"Oh! O-okay!" He begins to blush, his mouth pressing into an uncomfortable, pursed line. "Gonta never done anything like that!" He was beginning to perspire on his brow.

"Well, do you want to try? You don't have to, keep that in mind! It's your choice, Gonta." You smiled in encouragement, making sure your body language wasn't applying any pressure to him even subconsciously.

"Ummm... Gonta would like to try if everyone else playing. Also!... Gonta trust (Y/N)." His words are shaking, and you decide you'll do the bare minimum, just a warm-up to see if he truly means his words. Him putting his trust in you was melting your heart.

Gently, as if you were approaching a bird that might fly away at any moment, you took a step closer to him and began to unbutton the tight brown suit jacket from his abs and waist.

Kokichi Ouma

Immediately upon being trapped in the closet with this gremlin, he started teasing you, trying to make you crack, or cry, whichever came first. All reactions were good reactions to him.

"Of all people, you got stuck in here with me. Sucks for you, don't it, (Y/N), you prude!" He swirls a finger in the air and presses it firmly into your chest, taunting you.

He spends the next few agonizingly drawn-out moments poking fun at you, at your flustered reactions, at the way your body responds to both his words and small touches.

"Oh, come on, (Y/N), this is baby shit! I barely even touched you! With my title as Supreme Leader, I've had to seduce hundreds of marks into giving up information or giving me what I want, and you can't even handle this? You wouldn't last two minutes in an interrogation by my organization, let alone seven. Pathetic!" He starts laughing, amused by your humiliation so much that his eyes begin to water.

You're sure his claims of seducing and interrogating victims before are lies, but regardless, your heart was beating out of your chest. Why did he have this effect on you? He had you right where he wanted you, and you were falling into his trap. Every time he ran his chilled fingers up your exposed arm or touched your chest and collarbones, you felt a shiver of desire and fright, a shockwave of panic and delight in tandem.

In truth, the others were worried about you. Most of them, the kinder portion of the group, felt bad about sending you in there alone with Kokichi. They didn't think such a kind, unassuming person deserved this kind of treatment.

With an underlying gentleness that almost betrayed his performative vitriol for you, he pushed your shoulders back, like a bully on a playground. He took note of your clumsiness, of the lack of coordination you must have if such a petite young man like him could nearly topple you over. He seemed to be taking into account his lack of time. Seven minutes wasn't much to work with. He'd had his fun, and was ready for the climax.

You stumble back against the wall, and instantly he pounced on you, cornering you in. Before you had time to adjust, to correct yourself to an upright position, he grabbed both sides of your face, pulling you in for a sloppy, deep kiss that lacked any care or gentleness. Your eyelids flew open as the taste of sweet candies and grape sodas flooded your mouth.

Kaito Momota

Kaito stood with his arms crossed defiantly in the middle of the closet. His taller frame and masculine figure took up most of the space as he stood firm, stubbornly biting the inside of his cheek. His brow was furrowed angrily, but not with an anger directed at you. After all, you must've been a victim in this just as much as he.

"Now, I didn't really wanna do this... it's beneath someone who sees fit to call themselves the Luminary of the Stars. I didn't earn this title through kiddy games after all, but..." he looked frustrated, maybe even with himself, "but they tried to say I'm too scared to play! As if!" He paced once in a circle in the tight confines, then huffed. "I'm realizing just now that I probably fell for it and this was their plan all along." He sighed deeply. "I gotta stop letting these assholes get to me." He conceded, his pride hurt. You had to admit, his reaction to the game was disappointing you, as you couldn't think of a better person to get stuck in here with. You smiled sheepishly, letting the uncomfortable silence mellow out in the air. You only had seven minutes, after all. "Man, it's cold and awkward in here..." Ah, yes. Kaito wasn't the type to let things just be silent. You decided it was your turn to speak now.

"So... you don't want to play with me, at all?" You speak shyly, a bit embarrassed at your own words.

"What, you do?" He counters, a single brow raised as you piqued his curiosity,

"Well... I mean, haha," you thought through how to word this so as to not weird him out or scare him off, or really just embarrass yourself in the process, "I felt really lucky to get stuck in here with you, out of everyone. If I may speak openly and honestly, I've been crushing on you for a while..." You felt your blood running hot.

"You have?" He's flushed pink, pulling his jacket in closer for security.

"Yeah, of course! You're handsome, charismatic, and you make me laugh when we are just hanging out casually. I think your determined spirit is admirable... but if you don't feel the same-"

"No!" He cut you off a little too eagerly before he could remind himself he was supposed to be playing it cool. He cleared his throat, calming down his tone a bit, "No, I mean I think you're great, too. And you're beautiful! Out of all these idiots, I'm glad it's you, too." Your heart swells. "Not that... not that I've been dwelling on this thought for too long." Though it feels like your heart is pumping fast enough to warm the entire room, Kaito was right, it was quite drafty in there. Seeing you shiver at the temperature, Kaito removes his large galaxy jacket and wraps it around your shoulders. It smells of him, of hair products and fresh deodorant. Simple and subtle. "We should hang out some more on our own, when we want to, not when these assholes force us into some stupid game with expectations and shit." He shows you a beaming, celebrity-like grin. "I would be an idiot to not want to get to know you more, especially with your talent!"

Shuichi Saihara

Poor Shuichi. The reserved, introverted detective had found himself shoved into this closet against his will. He'd merely come to observe the game from the farthest corner of the room - bored, and too wary of the threat of the killing game to be alone. Being alone was just the worst option right now: either his own thoughts would consume him or a potential killer might.

So now here he was, paying the consequences of wanting to hang out with a group of his peers. They'd put his name into the lottery without his permission, thinking it a cute and funny little prank, and when he was chosen, it only took two or three of them to shove him inside while he attempted to jump and claw his way out. Now he was a sweating, blushing mess, pawing at the door like a cat trapped in a bedroom. The same students that pushed him in snickered and howled in laughter on the other side, leaning their weight into the door so he couldn't escape. After a while, someone as smart as him knows when an effort becomes futile. He sighs, turning to face you with a warm flush of red over his entire body that contrasts wildly with the blues and blacks of his hair and uniform tones.

"Ugh, I'm so sorry, (Y/N)," he groans, his voice cracking under his nerves. "I told them I didn't wanna play, but..." were you really that bad to be stuck in here with? His reaction seemed... over the top. Your shoulders sank downward, humbled by his response to your existence in the same space as him. He sees your crestfallen expression and panics, guilt overcoming him. "Please, no it's not you! I mean no offense. I didn't wanna come in here with anyone." He takes note of how your mood doesn't pick up in the slightest, and lets his head fall into his hands. "This is so embarrassing. I actually do really like you, this is just so awkward."

"You do?" Your ears perk up at that. Maybe you were mistaken in your earlier judgment.

"Yeah! You've always been kind to me, and you're quite interesting and fun to hang out with in this hellhole. Talking to you... really gets my mind off things..." he admits, clearly self-conscious. "I... well sometimes, I hear you talking about how you think you'll be the first victim of the killing game, talking down about yourself. I don’t think you should count yourself out... we all have our own strengths, though I know I ought to take my own advice sometime." He chuckles in such a gentle, exhausted way that it might as well have been merely an exhale.

Neither of you even noticed that during his little speech of praise toward you, he'd reached out and taken your hands gently in his own. It was a reflexive, instinctive, and intimate move. Rather than pull away, now feeling a bit more stable, and comfortable in sharing his thoughts as you hadn't reacted adversely, he pushes a bit further. He rubs his thumb across the back of your hand, and for seven minutes, that's enough for him.

Kiibo / K1-B0

The almost-human robot is standing across from you, arms flat by his side. He looks far more relaxed than you were, passive and maybe in some kind of rest mode, if he had one.

"Now what?" He asks plainly.

"Nobody told you what to do?" You replied, a bit stunned and wondering why he was even here.

"Vaguely. It sounded like a complete waste of time, though. If it's what humans do, it's certainly not in my programming. Therefore, I might as well learn from this experience as not to be embarrassed later on should the topic come up again." He sounded so practical, so... bored with the current situation.

"Well... I don't know how much you were told but this game is about emotions, feelings... touching and flirting, making the other person nervous and flustered, seeing how far you two are willing to go with each other… in a romantic kind of way. It's uniquely human... it may not be productive for you if you can't comprehend-"

"I have plenty of emotions and feelings! I can understand it perfectly fine!" He retorted, offended and seemingly embarrassed. You didn't know he could get embarrassed. Maybe he could in fact enjoy this game to its fullest. You intended to get something out of this experience. This could be fun. You had to admit, you'd been curious about the extent of Kiibo's understanding of human interactions and emotions for a while now. You wondered how much he could feel, emotionally and physically. If you pulled his hair, would he cry out? If you scratched his thigh, would it bleed simulated blood? There could be a lot of room for exciting discovery that awaited you.

"Well then, I'm curious..." you reach a single, cautious hand outward and stroke his hair. It's stunningly soft. It feels shockingly real, not like some cheap synthetic wig or some type of rubber or metal shaped to mimic hair. Kiibo did something like a vibration or shudder, a chill running down his spine. You wondered if this was a programmed response, all artificial and planned, or if Kiibo's free will really extended that far. How real did his creator intend for him to be? For what purpose was he truly built? What did a scientist stand to gain from making a feeling, loving, human-like young man? You could see a war machine or an endless knowledge bank easily being worth the time, but Kiibo didn't seem to excel in pretty much... anything. "How does that feel?"

"I... I don't know. It's making me... relax? I think that's how you'd describe it. I feel like I am running on low power and sluggish, but in a good way? On purpose..." he speaks softly.

"And this?" You run a hand down his pale cheek, and it's warmer than expected, though below a real human’s body temperature for sure. You're so focused on touching the simulated, soft, supple skin, that you don't even notice Kiibo's eyes blown wide open as if scanning you, entranced and staring almost through you. It was safe to say he might have been touched-starved, unused to the sensation.

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maehemthemisfit · 1 year

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I feel like... KOKICHI would be so confused if you initiated physical contact with him. (that wasn't violent by any means and held no malicious intent)

Like, he dances over peoples boundaries all the time and violates their personal space for shits and giggles, but when you don't seem to mind and actually engaged in it, he's genuinely concerned. Not because you're reciprocating, but because it's him, the least likeable person in the building.

He really wouldn't know what to do with himself in that situation, he just sorta freezes. Be it a hug, headpat, or holding his hand, his response is so delayed he doesn't even register what happened until you're gone.

Please, no one approach him, he's not okay.

Probably avoids you like the plague at first because the things you make him feel is so foreign to him and definitely distracts him from his supreme leader plans.

If he's ever questioned about it, he of course gaslight and denies everything and calls you weird or something but he has a hard time lying directly to you

Thinks you have some ulterior motive and calls you out on it but you're just standing there confused.

Once he figures out you truly are no threat to him, he's in a weird position. For starters, you're not gullible to fall for or aid him in his schemes and second, you're always hanging out with him when you can so he can't get rid of you.

He thinks it's annoying at first but once he gets over his ick with his emotions, he'll constantly align himself in your presence (Because he's touch starved and wants attention) and be his clingy self again.

He'll demand piggy back rides and drag you everywhere because he can.

Definitely becomes a leech and now you're stuck with him for good, not that you're complaining.

#[🦋] mae drabbles and prompts #[🎲] mae ｡・⁠｡ talks danganronpa ♡⁠˖♪#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #kokichi ouma #kokichi oma x reader #kokichi x reader #kokichi #ouma kokichi #danganronpa kokichi #drv3 #drv3 x reader #danganronpa x you #kokichi headcanons #dr x reader #v3 x reader

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lowcosmic · 4 months

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btw since requests are open now... can i request headcanons for kokichi x reader who looks at kokichi with admiration whenever he speaks? like, reader is just silent while listening to kokichi's dramatic rants and then he notices this, goes silent *blank* for a moment and then gets flustered? 💫 i dont expect a bunch of headcanons, just afew fluffy headcanons are good enough!

—— admire .

— 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 : headcannons of kokichi with a reader who always admires his words.

— 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙚 : fluff

— 𝙘𝙬 : none

— 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨 : so pure

↳ kokichi was rambling on and on about how a certain drink compared to another and so forth , when he noticed , again , your silent figure and lidded staring.

→ it’d been like this for awhile , where he’d begin talking and you’d just … listen. not interrupt his crazy theories or add in some opinions of your own , but you’d just … agree and continue.

→ kokichi liked it at first , but then he realized that maybe you were waiting for him to stop talking so that you could talk. so for a few days , he sort of just … limited his talking. then , trying to hint more , he said to you : “ you can talk too , y’know. ”

→ you smiled softly. “ ah … yeah. but … i like it better listening to you talk. ” from there on , you had captured his heart.

→ kokichi had always found you to be nice. someone he could talk to with days on end , someone who was there for him and wouldn’t push him away. but he didn’t predict the feelings that would come from it , from him to you. soon enough , he began spending all of his free time with you ; encouraging you to speak more since he wanted to return the favor , something that others would see as uncharacteristic and would assume the worst.

→ he always felt a tad bit guilty when physically pranking you , so he’d do more verbal pranks. of course , all in good natured fun.

→ he always gets a bit hot in the face when you say that you like hearing him talk. no one really listens to him fully on a daily basis , so this change of pace was different. he always gives you opportunities to talk , though. he still values your rights especially since you value his.

→ while he continued liking you , he’d notice that every time you complimented his words and such , it’d be harder to hide his growing blush on his face. he ( barely ) managed to hide it , but it didn’t change the fact that he got flustered by your words.

→ when you got together in a relationship , kokichi would start hugging and kissing you every time you were sweet to him while he was talking. he especially loved talking while cuddling.

→ now , one day , he lost his voice. it was pretty quiet , until he kept gesturing for you to talk , forcing you to give him what he wanted. and it turns out — he loved your voice. he loved listening to you too while he hugged you , and so , a talkative couple awakened.

please don’t repost , translate , or claim my works as your own.

#danganronpa #drv3 #danganronpa drv3 #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa v3 #drv3 killing harmony #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #kokichi ouma #kokichi oma #ouma kokichi #kokichi #drv3 kokichi #kokichi ouma x reader #fluff

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il0vewomenz · 1 month

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Dating Kokichi Oma headcanons ✤

𖹭 || Even before you guys started dating, he would always playfully flirt with you. But you never really took it seriously because it seemed more like he was just messing with your heart.

𖹭 || When you finally confessed to Kokichi, he didn't even react. He already knew that you liked him before you even said anything. At first, he teased you about it, but he eventually accepted your confession.

𖹭 || But don't expect him to suddenly become more honest now that you're dating. He's still a master of deception. He said that 70% of his body is made up of lies after all. If you want to be with him, you have to accept him for who he is. He's not going to change for you.

𖹭 || Sometimes he'll get really close to your face or say some flirty things, but as soon as he sees your embarrassed expression, he'll just laugh it off and back away.

𖹭 || Surprisingly, you were actually the one who kissed him first. He always teased you and pretended like he was going to kiss you, but he never actually did it, so you had to be the one doing the first move.

𖹭 || When Kokichi first announced that you and him were dating, nobody believed him. But then you confirmed it, and everyone's jaws dropped.

"Nee-heehee! See? I wasn't lying! You guys always assume that I am! WAHHHH!"

𖹭 || He would pretend to cry, and you just stood there patiently, waiting for him to finish.

"Y/N, you too?! I thought you loved me..."

𖹭 || As much as you loved him, he could be a real pain sometimes.

𖹭 || But then, out of the blue, he broke up with you. It wasn't because of anything you did wrong. Kokichi had started distancing himself from you, afraid of getting too attached. He didn't want you to get hurt, the hydraulic press is waiting.

𖹭 || And Kokichi behaved like a total jerk when he ended things with you.

"It's really simple, Y/N! I just got bored of you!"

𖹭 || Ouch, that stung.

𖹭 || Deep down, he didn't mean it, but he had to maintain his facade.

#Kokichi ouma x reader #kokichi oma x reader #kokichi #kokichi oma #kokichi ouma #danganronpa kokichi #drv3 kokichi #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa #headcanon #headcanons #dvr3 x reader

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angelic-yandere-doll · 11 days

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Random danganronpa boys when y/n is sad because they got hurt by someone(part 2)

TW: yandere themes, mild descriptive gore, swearing

Info: headcanons, yandere, comfort, fluff, gn reader, lowercase on purpose, reader is in a relationship with the yanderes, reader is smaller or same height as the yanderes, reader is aware/accepting of the yanderes, no killing game, just despair

Key: y/n, darling is reader

Note: did the girls, now doing the boys

Characters: byakuya togami, mondo owada, kiyotaka ishimaru, nagito komaeda, fuyuhiko kuzuryu, kaito momota, kokichi oma

♡ byakuya togami ♡

offended >:0 how dare someone hurt his darling?

thinks about hiring a hitman, or better, paying a gang to torture that person for days on end. he can get anything done with his money. would rather not get his own hands(too) dirty, it might cause him problems

people might suspect him at first. he'll just make something up. if they still suspect him, he gets some people(toko and makoto) to stand up for him to make his alibi believable. gets y/n to do it too(lol)

not very good at comfort. good at buying y/n things(he’s a rich boy). will buy them clothes, jewelry, chocolate. if y/n wants a hug, he’ll be hesitant, but will give in eventually(it’s not that he doesn’t want to, intimacy is strange to him). uses his free hand to cover the blush on his face ‘cause he’s flustered

“sigh… ok, calm down already. listen. they’re the foolish one, not you. they were dumb enough to think they could hurt you without a punishment. understand? good.”

♡ mondo owada ♡

mad. no. more than mad. he’s furious

hits that person in the face, making their nose bleed(in front of everybody). doesn’t want to kill them at that moment, would rather keep that impulse on hold(as much as he can) until he gets the person to a secluded area. kills them instantly, not(necessarily) the sadistic type to want to take long to see the person’s pain

knows at least enough on how to hide the murder. tries his best to play it cool to avoid any suspicion. if he’s confronted by others, he can get nervous, which can cause him to say some things he shouldn’t say. but his bro(taka) will defend him at all costs, not having a single clue of what he did

gives y/n a hug, brings them to places on his motorcycle, letting them wear his jacket. probably lets them sleep on top of him(he’ll be blushing like mad)

“it’s okay, y/n. fuck them. they’re just a fuckin’ asshole. making you feel that way and all. it ain’t your fault. they’re gonna regret ever doing that! they will.”

♡ kiyotaka ishimaru ♡

what? how could they do that? and to his darling y/n?

more of the type to scold the person if they did something else but this… this crosses the line for him. hurting y/n and not getting in trouble? not on his watch. kills the person even if it goes against what he stands for. someone hurts y/n, they get the worst coming to them

almost nobody would suspect him. he just seems like the type who wouldn’t kill. he just keeps on his day to day life doing his job(and his other job, which is taking care of y/n)

doesn’t let anyone near y/n(except mondo and chihiro), studies with y/n and teaches them about important topics to keep their mind off the pain, brings them food and water, doesn’t let them go anywhere without him. he just wants y/n to be safe and happy

“y/n, please, you have to understand. you’re better than them! they don’t understand! if they did, they wouldn’t have hurt you. and they really shouldn’t have.”

♡ nagito komaeda ♡

surprised. asks himself how someone could hurt his darling. disgust towards the person who hurt y/n

asks hajime to watch over y/n while he’s away, doing what he must do. he considers the person hopeless since they ended up dying at the ultimate hope’s hands. they’re just a talentess scum to him. he has always saw himself as trash, but that person is much more trash to him than he ever thought of himself to be

people have always seen him as quite a strange young man. suspicious, but maybe not enough to suspect him of murder. he’s just… strange to them. he can keep rambling on about how he loves hope and nobody would see anything different(not realizing the hope he talks about is his beloved y/n)

gives y/n anything they want(as long as he can do it). y/n wants a hug? has his arms open. y/n wants a kiss? he puckers up. y/n wants him to sleep with them? already laying on the bed. his darling is his only hope. he needs to protect them

“i know trash like me can’t tell you how much you matter, but, from the bottom of my heart, you’re the most beautiful, most precious thing in the world. and i would never change you for anyone else. never.”

♡ fuyuhiko kuzuryu ♡

angry. ready to kill the person. asks y/n for some details

brings peko along to murder the person. plans to make it agonizing for the person. no mercy. just despair. they will feel the wrath of the ultimate yakuza. that’s what they get for messing with y/n

people are afraid to interrogate him and his ‘tool’. they know it’ll get nasty if they try to fight against the ultimate yakuza and the ultimate swordswoman. they know he won’t hesitate to plan a murder or ambush against them

buys y/n sweets, holds y/n’s hand, doesn’t let them leave to go anywhere. if they want something, they can just ask him. he doesn’t want them to get hurt again

“that motherfucker… they don’t deserve any shit. they don’t deserve any fuckin’ breath of life. i’m gonna fuck them up real bad!”

♡ kaito momota ♡

shocked and full of rage. how could they hurt his shining star y/n?

walks up to that person and hits them with his fist. hits them even more. ends up with the person bleeding and having a broken bone. they might end up dying. if they don’t, he’ll use something else to end them. he doesn’t want them around y/n anymore for what they did

nobody considers him to be suspicious. just an eccentric, hyperactive, space loving guy who has a big heart. but his classmates don’t even realize his big heart is only for y/n. he would do anything for them. anything. as the luminary of the stars, it’s his duty to protect his darling

cuddles with y/n, gives them forehead kisses, brings y/n outside to watch the night sky as he teaches them about constellations

“damn y/n, i just can’t believe they would do that! and to my shining star! but don’t worry! from now on, i won’t let it happen again. i promise! nobody should ever hurt you… nobody.”

♡ kokichi oma ♡

oh he’s really mad. but he won’t show it, he’ll play it off like it’s nothing

very sneaky when it comes to killing the person. he may make somebody else do it for him if he feels that would be the best course of action. but he might want to do it himself. he wants to see the pain in that person’s eyes as he tortures them

people will suspect him. after all, he’s known for lying. but he knows what to say, how to play with people’s minds, how to make them believe him. he can also blame it on somebody else and make it seem like it was them, not him. there may be people who still suspect him but are kind of afraid to accuse him. they don’t know what else he’s capable of other than lying

tries to make y/n laugh, brings them their favorite snacks, trash talks the person, lets them hug him if they need it(but also because he wants to be held by y/n)

“hey, cheer up! they’re soooo stupid to think they could get away with making you feel upset. they must be the dumbest person on the planet to even think of doing that. they must be…since they died so easily.”

{made by angelic-yandere-doll}

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k0kichiimagines · 1 year

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Hey could you write a scenario with kokichi with fem!s/o that is used to be forgotten or ignored by basically everyone, like even family?

Keep up the good work!😊

hope u have a lovely day!! sorry for the delay <3

kokichi x reader

: g/n reader, established relationship, fluff fic, probably ooc im so sorry its been ages since i wrote for kokichi aaa :,)

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"Oh!" You stumbled back in surprise, suddenly face to face with the hyper leader who held a few flowers in a pretty ribbon. He smiled in childish delight at your reaction, and held them out to you proudly - you noted how they were all mostly purple, most things he gifted you held at least traces of the colour, he said it was to ensure you would always remember what he gave you compared to a gift from someone else.

"You did so well the other day, these are your reward from you ever - loving - supreme - leader!" you took them and he instantly use his now free hands to squish your face, commenting on how adorable you were when you were confused, and how soft your cheeks were and-

"You remembered?"

"Huhh? Of course I did! I'm the best boyfriend, how dare you suggest otherwise!" He was whining at you now, pouting up at you like a child. But you knew him by now, and you knew he knew what was up with you, and he confirmed this in the way he flung himself on you and wrapped his arms around you (uncaring of passer-by's staring). "So mean, how dare you doubt my love."

"Shut up, you know it's not like that." Your voice was playful, but he only continued to pout.

"Even if everyone else refused to appreciate the world's joint-first best, doesn't mean I'm like that. You're too good for them anyway, you'll always be the centre of my heart." he was serious for a second, enough so that you nodded softly, and he was assured you'd understood him. He leaned up to press a kiss to your cheek, giving you more congratulations on your recent achievement.

"Joint first, huh?"

"Yeah, joint with me, duh. We're the worlds best, me and you."

"You're the worlds best at having a big ego, I'll give you that." You rolled your eyes teasingly and pushed him away lightly, going to continue walking.

"Self-love!" he protested, the serious mood gone as he began his whining once more, grabbing your hand to walk besides you and keeping a firm hold on you.

#kokichi x reader #drv3 x reader #oma x reader #kokichi oma x reader #kokichia ouma x reader #danganronpa x reader #V3 x reader

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scaramouche-writes · 1 year

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Hey, how's your day going so far, I was wondering if I can request for a shuichi x fem reader x Kokichi smut please and thank you (๑˃̵　ᴗ　˂̵)و

Shuichi x Fem! Reader x Kokichi smut

Hi love, I don't do poly requests (guess I should put that in my rules oops on me) But this is a simple request, which should be easy enough for me to do, so just enjoy this one poly request. Also I'm just going to jump right in.

TW: SMUT

Shuichi Isn't one for dominating due to his shy nature, but in rare cases he will dominate

As for Kokichi as the little shit he is, he will always try to dominate no matter what

Y/N is most of the time submissive, but just like Shuichi, every once in a while, you will get the courage to tease the ever living shit out of the boys

In this particular instance it was both the boys dominating you

Shuichi would jerk off in the corner like the emo he is, and watch Kokichi stuff your mouth full of his cock.

"You can take more, I know you can."

He will force more down your throat, (it wasn't like you didn't like it) and keep thrusting his hips until he gets that release of his cum into your mouth.

"That's it good girl~Swallow all of it"

Then it was Shuichi's turn, and Shuichi was all hot and bothered by watching you two already, so he lost control and let his more dominate side get the best of him. He was beating your poor hole over and over again, until you were screaming. To muffle his moans, he bit and sucked your shoulder and neck. When he finally came, the boys looked at each other with a smirk and nodded. Then Shuichi put his dick in your mouth and started to thrust as Kokichi started to put his dick into your already sensitive hole. They both started to thrust, and with Shuichis dick in your mouth, it was muffling your screams and cries of pleasure. They both thrust into you until all of you reach your peak of pleasure and your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"You did so good for us~"

#danganronpa shuichi #shuichi x reader #shuichi saihara #kokichi ouma #drv3 killing harmony #shuichi x reader x kokichi #drv3 kokichi ouma x reader #drv3 shuichi x reader #loves <33

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theveesbf · 30 days

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kokichi x reader who was cold and avoided him like he was the plague until he broke down their walls and now they just follow him everywhere like a lost stray? they deny being attached to him when teased or asked but kokichi knows thats just a lie :)

Kokichi X Reader

⌗notes - Heyy! Omg this was on my drafts for so long I just finished it so I'm sorry if it's messy🙏

⌗content - Headcannons of Kokichi with a reader who avoided him like the plague until he managed to break their wall, and now they follow him everywhere..

Kokichi was really trying his best to annoy everyone there, or that's the impression you got from him.

And that's what made you avoid him, no matter what happened, you were never on the same room as him.

He noticed that. He has a really good eye, and it was obvious he would notice that you're avoiding him.

Now Kokichi basically looks after you during any free time he gets, and it wasn't hard to find you and have you to talk to him in a school.

You eventually interact with Kokichi here and there, but only when you were basically forced to do it.

But it was a surprise to everyone, especially you and Kokichi, when you begun to let him talk to you.

Without you running away from him, of course.

Kokichi took that as sign to continue doing what he was doing, and that meant you're never going to be able to be alone again! Yay!

There was one day where Kokichi somehow managed to break your walls, and get a place inside your heart.

Kokichi noticed this once he was going to the kitchen after giving you a good morning, and he saw you behind him.

Not gonna lie, he probably almost had a heart attack- He didn't expect you to follow him.

You kept on following Kokichi around the school until he decided to actually ask you what was going on and why were you following him.

Obviously you denied it, but he didn't believed you.

So Kokichi just teased you the whole day now about it until it was nighttime and you had to go to your dorm.

He's happy to finally get inside your heart, and now you're never going to have a day without him teasing you!

#kokichi x reader #kokichi ouma #drv3 kokichi #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa #drv3 x reader #drv3 #♡ star's writing

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bubblyqueer000 · 1 year

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Hello helloooo. I see you’ve opened up your v3 requests 👀 can we get some Kiibo, Kokichi and/or Nagito with an s/o (she or they pronouns) who’s really intimidating and scary at first but a total softie and super flustered when they’re complimented or flirted with?

Kokichi, Kiibo, and Nagito x Intimidating!Soft!Reader

My first V3 request! I haven't totally gotten through everyone's free time events and I'm not that great at writing Kokichi or Kiibo yet so please bare with me. Love you guys and thanks again for 100 followers!

Enjoy!

Commission me on Ko-Fi! Link in pinned post!

Kokichi Ouma

♡ Was never all that intimidated by you honestly. Or maybe he was and he was just lying about it. Who knows. Point is, he never let it show. He is the supreme leader of evil, after all. Who would scare him?

♡ That doesn’t mean he wouldn’t pretend to be afraid though. Kokichi would always cry and act like you were bullying him when you told him to stop with his stupid antics.

♡ When he did this you would try to get him to stop crying, making you seem soft and sensitive to him. Then he would probably start teasing you even more.

♡ “So you weren’t really as intimidating as you pretended. I hate liars!”

♡ “I wasn’t lying, you annoying little-”

♡ “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH YOU’RE CALLING ME ANNOYING WHEN I WAS JUST TRYING TO BE YOUR FRIEND!! YOU’RE SO MEEEEAN!!!” He wailed.

♡ “Huh? Hey, wait!” You shouted at him.

♡ I guess your ‘friendship’ - if you could even call it that - started from there. It was mostly just Kokichi teasing you and you trying not to beat the shit out of him.

♡ When you finally got together, the teasing definitely didn’t stop. It even kind of intensified when he saw how flustered you got when he flirted with you.

♡ He’ll try to come up with the cringiest, gushiest things he can make you feel embarrassed.

♡ He’ll make everyone think that it’s because he likes embarrassing you but deep down, you’re pretty sure that it’s just because he thinks your blushing face is the cutest thing ever! Who knows though. You can never get a straight answer from him (¬､¬)

K1-B0

♡ You two are in the same boat.

♡ To some he might be intimidating, being a robot, but on the inside, he’s a total softie so he gets it!

♡ Even if you were never scared of him, he was always kind of scared of you. He hadn’t been used to such an intimidating human, and somehow the fact that you were around his age made you even scarier to him.

♡ He wasn’t really used to the feeling so it made you intriguing to him.

♡ Hehehe I got the thought that he wouldn’t know how to respond to the feeling and since he found it negative he would think you’re somehow being robophobic to him.

♡ But like I was saying, he was intrigued by you! Kiibo would definitely be the one to confess his feelings because of that, finally letting him see your true nature as a major softie.

♡ Kiibo wants to try and do all the human couple things. It always really embarrassing to you when he asks to do things like that though.

♡ “Y/N… I um…” Kiibo would begin, trying to stop his stutters.

♡ “What is it, babe?” You told him, in your regular scary tone.

♡ “Would you want to try cuddling… Like… With me?” He asked. Your head shot up, red flashing to your cheeks.

♡ “Um well.. I- Uh…!” You respond incoherently, trying to figure out what to say.

♡ The two of you tried cuddling, which as you might imagine, wasn’t the most comfortable thing considering your partner’s metal body, but that wasn’t as bad as the butterflies in your stomach. Nothing had ever made you as nervous as that. Kiibo didn’t seem to mind or notice though so everything was good. :D

♡ He always tries his best to do all of the things a human couple would so he loves holding your hand, kissing you, and basically any other form of physical affection as long as you don’t mind.

♡ And his mind doesn’t even seem to process how nervous you obviously are so it’s even better!! We all love you, Kiibo buddy!!

Nagito Komaeda

♡ Sees your intimidating demeanor as confident and due to that, he finds you inspiring!

♡ Nagito isn’t the type to show how he’s truly feeling. He doesn’t seem to think that he deserves to show others how he really feels so he never makes it too clear that he’s spooked by you.

♡ You’d start showing him your true colors when he compliments you.

♡ “Wow, Y/N! I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who matches you in intensity. People like you make trash like me all the more boring.”

♡ “I- Um… Well… You shouldn’t… Talk about yourself like that.” You told him, trying to pull yourself together.

♡ You’d probably have to be the one to tell him your feelings because he wouldn’t really feel he deserves to tell you how he feels. Poor baby, we love you.

♡ When you two get together though, he worships you, making you super blushy all the time!!

♡ His favorite time to fluster you is when you’re scolding him for the stupid junk that he pulls.

♡ “I can’t believe you did that, you jackass! Do you want everyone here to die? Do you want us all to kill eachother?!” You screamed in his face after a particularly tedious class trial. Nagito just stared at you, with a blank expression, red in the face.

♡ “You’re very pretty, my hope.” He told you, catching you off guard and turning you into a blubbering mess.

♡ Nagito is frustrating but… We love him anyways. ┐(´ー｀)┌

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