#fuyuhiko x y/n

[dailydanganronpaimagines]

Hey! I love your writing style, btw! Can I ask for Makoto/Fuyuhiko/Hajime/Shuichi (all separate) X a reader that accidentally falls asleep on them? I've been studying for finals and I could use that right about now...😥

You can leave out whatever characters you want if there's a limit. Hope you have a wonderful week!

Makoto x S/O | Fuyuhiko x S/O | Shuichi x S/O who fell asleep on them

Thank you, that's very kind of you to say!

Makoto Naegi:

"Let's hang out!"

You were completely exhausted, but you couldn't say no to Makoto.

Makoto had been supportive, but after your big exam, you justed wanted to crawl into bed and sleep.

Still, you knocked on his door, although tired, you were looking forward to seeing him.

"Hello Y/N, come in..."

You resisted a long yawn, trying to pay attention to what Makoto was saying.

"Y/N, are you alright?"

You nodded sleepily, not protesting when Makoto led you to the couch.

You were too tired for your usual tradition, playing video games together, so you elected to watch Makoto play while you leaned on his arm.

Makoto was so soft and warm. He made you feel safe, but seeing him still made your heart beat a little faster.

Your closed your eyes. Makoto said something about making your favorite dessert, but you missed the rest.

"Y/N? What do you-"

Makoto instantly quieted, you had fallen asleep on his arm, and were very cute.

"Blanket...Blanket, oh-"

Makoto reddened a bit, carefully pulling the blanket from behind him, and draping it over you.

He had his own exam, although a different class from you, he was tired from hours of studying.

Makoto missed you, it the same reason you had wanted to see him.

"They wouldn't mind if I napped for a little while, right?"

Makoto closed his eyes, and fell asleep beside you.

Fuyuhiko:

"...You have to be kidding..."

You had fallen asleep on Fuyuhiko, who was trying his best not to look embarrassed.

Secretly he was somewhat relived you fell asleep on him, rather than someone else...You could be too trusting sometimes, it worried Fuyuhiko.

"I'll bring you to the dorms."

Fuyuhiko moved as little as possible, not to wake you, and picked you up.

Anyone else he would insist wake up and walk themselves, but he knew you were tired from all the work you'd done. You had done more than anyone else would, but he liked that part of you.

Trying to balance you and the keys, he opened the door and kicked it open.

Your room fit you he thought, the walls painted your favorite color.

He put you down on the bed carefully, and turned to leave.

"Ggh..."

You shivered on the bed.

"You're going to make me do everything, aren't you?"

He covered you with a fluffy blanket, and you relaxed.

He turned to leave again, only to remember your promise from earlier.

He checked his watch, there was still two hours till midnight-

Till fireworks.

You were going to spend the night together, he promised.

Sighing, Fuyuhiko pulled up a chair, and took out his notes to study.

"Huh?"

Your hand and found his, you seemed to be having a bad dream.

"Y-Y/N..."

He reddened, but squeezed your hand.

He could wait a couple more hours.

Shuichi Saihara:

Shuichi and you were sprawled out on Shuichi's couch, your head on his chest.

It was a long day, the air-conditioner whirring in the background, and a fan propped on the table in front of you.

Shuichi was reading aloud for the two of you, one of your favorite books, and his.

Hearing Shuichi read was so comforting, you closed your eyes, trying to imagine the story as he read.

It wasn't long before you fell asleep, and Shuichi tapped you.

"Y/N? Are you awake?"

You rolled over in response, your eyes closed.

"..."

Shuichi reddened.

You had been dating for awhile, but he still found you as attractive as the day you first met.

You looked so peaceful, even if his heart was beating like mad.

With a soft smile, he returned to your shared book, putting a bookmark to return to later.

'I-I'll wait for you..."

He picked up one of his other mystery novels, and read.

"Mmn..."

He smoothed down your hair gently, hugging his arm around you.

"Good night Y/N..."

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yall..im workin hard on the last part of fbrc rn....BUUUUUTTT--

i thought of childhood friend (im sorry i cant help it) bodyguard katsuki being hopelessly devoted to big boss' daughter reader.

let's say the environment he grew up in wasn't good at all. he lived in a horrible neighborhood that had a survival of the fittest mentality. he had to rob n steal and fight to survive. and them maybe he got recruited by some crime syndicate who saw his potential from a young age.

he feels indebted to them cus they got him out the streets, so he decides to devote his entire life to this syndicate and his boss, who just so happens to have a child : you.

you're the same age as him, maybe a year younger. his first thought is that you're a pushover. you hide behind your father the whole time he's introducing you to him and you barely even look at him, but he's been told he has a bit of a stink eye because he's just sorta used to glaring at people.

as your father keeps introducing you both your eyes widen at him saying katsuki will become your new best friend. yours out of joy cus you've always been sheltered and you've never really had friends your age before, and katsuki's out of shock. he thought he was here to kick people's asses, not babysit some random girl !

when your father pulls katsuki aside later that day he explains that since he's a very dangerous man other dangerous people will try to endanger not only him but his family and since he's strong he'd like him to watch over you. katsuki doesn't like it, but your dad did save him from his life on the street, so he can play nice for now.

he's never had friends either, so he doesn't know how to play like other kids do, and definetly not like you do.

you have him follow you around calling him your knight, you stick stupid clips in his hair and get all pouty when he won't let you put that pastey makeup shit on his face. you have him kiss your ouchies away when you trip over your own shadow and you whine and whine until he let's you jump on his back to give you a piggy back ride.

though, the more he spends time with you, the more there are fun moments. he hates to admit it but it's fun to be a kid with you. you play games that he likes to play and you share your cookies with him and he carries you around and plays dolls with you in exchange. he kisses your ouchies away and you put a cool bandage over his cheek when he's done training for the day and press a big get better kiss on it. you tell him it's to energize him and he huffs and puffs about it but he always looks forward to his kiss after training.

you've complained to him about how you can't spend much time with your dad since he's always out working, you don't have friends because everyone is a threat and you're always being surveyed and watched from a distance and you cry and say you hate it. you tell him that he's your fifth body guard and that he's your favorite one by far. you smile at him and the apples of his cheeks burn, he tries but can't supress the proud smile that grows on his face "of course i am, i'm the best !"

he's been your favorite and last body guard since that day because katsuki has made it his life's mission to devote himself to his clan, his boss and most of all, you.

#EEEE i wanna write sum about this SO BAD. #maybe... #BIG MAYBE LEMME FINISH THIS SERIES FIRST LMFAOOO #based on me rewatching berleezys danganronpa 2 series #danganronpa DEFINETLY has its bootycheeks moments but fuyuhiko and pekopeko's was DEFINETLY NOT one of them #i llove them they inspire me #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo fluff #bakugou imagine #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou fluff #katsuki bakugo fluff #katsuki x you #katsuki x y/n #bakugou drabble #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #bakugo x reader #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x you #bakugo x female reader

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💜The SDR2 Boys with an S/O who is drop dead GORGEOUS💜

[🍓]

Basically the sdr2 boys with an S/o who is just..perfect. Just absolutely beautiful, stunning, gorgeous.

🍊Hajime Hinata🍊

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

He is absolutely losing it.

He has never seen someone so beautiful like what the actual hell-

Hajime would be SO nervous to even go up and talk to you. Like he feels as if he isn’t good enough to even walk up to you.

When he finally gets his head out of his ass and talks to you, he’s a blushing mess and he’s stuttering while your just there like:ヾ(〃^∇^)ﾉ

He cant even look you in the eye.

Your beauty is too damn bright what the hell

When y’all start dating, he kinda has more control over how he gets around you since now he’s gonna be seeing you everyday!!

Sometimes he wonders why you would even care to date a plain guy like him while your just a walking model everywhere you go

He ain’t complaining though

on y’all’s first ever date he is anxious, like he’s sweating bullets.

what can y’all do on a island during a damn killing game

Like he did NOT know what to do or how to plan a date with you. He just did not know because he was everything to be absolutely perfect.

He was so relieved when you said that you didn’t care where y’all’s date was, just as long as your with your boyfriend then that’s all that matters

In conclusion, Hajime loves you deeply. He was kinda anxious and nervous when he first talked to you but now since you two are dating he’s more open to you. He doesn’t just love you for how beautiful you are, but he loves you for your personality. He loves you inside and out and that’s all that matters to him.

🍀Nagito Komaeda🍀

Okay-

…he’s more open to you when you first talk. But MANNNNN…he is cutting himself UP.

Like he feels like he doesn’t even deserve to be talking, breathing, looking, eating, or ANYTHING near you cause like your just…DAMN.

“Of course, a lowly person like me shouldn’t be talking to someone as gorgeous to you.”-SHHHH

He just can’t take it with you. Your just so MWAH.

Despite all the harsh things he says about himself, he actually is in love with you but is to scared to ask you out because…yeah.

So your gonna have to make the first move-but dont even worry about it girl. He’s not would, or is…he WILL say YES. Don’t even stress about it cause your gonna get that Y-E-S.

When y’all are dating, he treats you like a princess🩷

He loves you sm, despite being on a killer island he still tries to make it very loving and fun with you

Lots of hugs and kisses and compliments from him while degrading himself

You remind him so many times to the point where you lose count that he’s not trash and that he deserves all this love from you

He cant help it, at all

The date is at the beach. y’all play in the ocean and splash each other

In conclusion, he tries. He tries to make sure that you have fun and your always have a good day with him. Yes, he may be a handful with his comments about himself and..a little crazy in general but you don’t let that get in the way of your relationship. You love him, he loves you, you both love each other.

🐹Gundham Tanaka🐹

Definitely calls you a Queen of some sort.

Easily gets flustered around you and when talking to you.

Occasionally, compliments you and addresses you by calling you (whatever) Queen when mentioning you.

He allows you to pet his Four Dark Devas, the Dark Devas loves you sm

When he’s ready to confess, he would make it romantically dramatic but it’s also so cute. Of course you accept his confession and you guys are now a sweet couple.

He is so blessed to have you

On y’all’s first date is romantically special, it’s filled with you guys spending time together for the whole day holding hands and enjoying each others presence.

You guys sometimes sleep with one another. The dark devas would sleep on different places on you. Such as your head, waist, in the crook of your neck and even sometimes on your face. it’s really funny when you wake up with a sleeping soft hamster on your face, making you smile and laugh.

He loves your smile, your laugh, everything. Everything about you brings him love and joy

He tells you about his Ultimate, you happily listen to him as the dark devas lay on your head.

In conclusion, you two are very close. There’s funny times, happy times, and even awkward times with the two of you but even so, it’s great. It’s filled with so many things, things are new everyday with each other.

🔧Souda Kazuichi🔧

Where do I start…

Oh lord, OHHH LORD.

* chef kisses* He loves you. He is acting like how he was acting with Sonia.

He was kinda stuck on Sonia for a bit but he fell into your hands. He is an actual simp for you it’s not even funny at this point.

Compliments on the daily, ON THE DAILY.

Even when you look tired, all messy from bed hair he is still complimenting you regardless.

He treats you like a queen, he helps you so much, he is just blushing everytime you guys make eye contact or chat.

It doesn’t matter who confesses but…it would be you. Souda is very open to his crush on you, VERY open. He tells the others about you, talks about you constantly, thinks about you-

When you confess it’s a dream come true.

He hugs you so tight as he rambles on about how he also has a crush on you and tells you all of his feelings, which you weren’t listening to because you knew from the very start.

The date is fun ngl.

Y’all go to the beach, he buys you things from the store, you eat together (involves Souda yelling at TeruTeru for flirting with you)

Everything is just exciting.

You allow him to play with your hair when your bored or just for fun.

You guys laugh A LOT.

He gives the BIGGEST and BEST hugs and kisses. Like with kisses, he just kisses you all over. With hugs, it’s the most coziest, tight, hug you ever receive and it will be forever. It’s just amazing.

In conclusion, Y’all’s relationship is beautiful in its very own way. He’s a great boyfriend and is actually really happy that you have the same feelings for him as he does with you. It makes him happy that you would choose him over any guy whose probably better than him. Their not, in your eyes and heart he is the one for you.

💛Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu💛

Like always, he is a bitch on the outside..always and forever will be:.

But he is absolutely CRUSHING on you on the inside.

He tries to stay FAR away from you as possible, dragging Peko along with him.

Of course, Peko notices this and figures it out pretty easily that her master is crushing on you. She asks Fuyuhiko about it and of course he denies it completely but eventually gives up and admits that he is head over heels over you.

When you two finally talk (Peko was encouraging Fuyuhiko too be the one to talk to you due to him just running away) he is very bashful and stammering over his words as he curses at himself in his head.

You find this cute but you don’t want to get him all pissy cause this is the first time you guys talked and you noticed how he scrambled away when you try to talk to him.

After you guys talk a little more, a little more turns into more. He starts getting even more stressed about his insane crush on you.

Peko has to help him out with this and helps him confess his feelings for you.

He’s tsundere how you accepted his feelings for you and told him about yours but really, he is relieved that you accept his feelings and is losing his shit on the inside.

Peko helps him set up a small date at the cabin and tells everyone just to not bug y’all. God bless her.

You guys are food and chat happily, laughing and teasing one another in a playful manner. The date was a successful, funny, and playful time for the both of you and you guys enjoyed every single second, minute, and hour.

You guys hang out together most of the time.

Peko joins along and you two got closer of course, becoming the best of friends.

When Peko sadly passes away, you comforted Fuyuhiko and hold him close as you cried too. Despite this inconvenience, you two manage to stay close and be there for one another. Even when he had slit his own stomach. You were worried for him and stuck by his side in til he was better.

in conclusion, your love for one another is beautiful. It’s strong and lovable. You make sure that both of you are okay with all that’s happened and hold each others hand throughout it all, not losing or drifting away from one another. It’s a blessing, a hope, a wish. Something that’s beautiful.

#danganronpa x reader #nagito komaeda #sdr2 hajime #hajime hinata #nagito headcanons #nagito my beloved #danganronpa nagito #hajime headcanons #danganronpa x y/n #danganronpa x you #nagito x reader #nagito x y/n #dr nagito #kazuichi souda #souda headcanons #gundham x reader #danganronpa gundham #sdr2 gundham #gundham tanaka #fuyuhiko x reader #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #sdr2 fuyuhiko #headcanons #danganronpa headcanons #fluff #[🍓] #A little bit of angst #angst with a happy ending #sdra2 x reader #x reader

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My I request headcanons for Fuyuhiko, Gundham, and another character of your choice protecting/saving a gender neutral reader? I'm kinda a sucker for those kinda things 👉👈

AN: I’m so in love rn and dw me too anon!!!! I’m gonna choose Hajime cus I don’t think I’ve write for him yet but I literally haven’t written for a lot of the danganronpa characters yet sooo

protecting/saving reader

Anime/Fandom: Danganronpa

Characters: Fuyuhiko’s Kuzuryo, Gundham Tanaka, Hajime Hinata

Warnings: I don’t proofread

A/n: my stomach can’t stop making noise help

Danganronpa masterlist | Main masterlist

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

He knew you and Mahiru were out together taking a stroll around the island and were planning to go for a swim

He should’ve been more aware about Peko and how she would react, he knew Peko would never hurt you, and he was lucky enough to make it in time to the small house

Mahiru was waiting outside for you as you went in to grab a water bottle from the small fridge, Peko thought it would be Mahiru who went in first but was able to stop just in time when Fuyuhiko’s ran all the way to the house and pull you towards him so Peko would miss

Peko apologized and made it clear that she wasn’t going to kill you and had Fuyuhiko’s help clear it up as well

Seeing how it could’ve been you instead of Mahiru who died, and by accident form Peko of all people, made him even be more worried about your wellbeing and had you close to him at all times even if it was just you going to the bathroom

Gundham Tanaka

He never had you stray too far away from him ever, he would always say that he would protect you from all evil with the help of his dark devas

You were never seen apart from each other even from when you both woke up on the island, especially since you two were dating for a while and even before the island

It was just a coincidence he saved you, Hiyoko sucked up and went to ask you for help on tying her kimono and you told her that you remembered there was a large mirror over at the live house and you told her you would gladly carry it over to her cabin so she can keep it

The only reason you didn’t was because Gundham had reminded you about a small dinner you were supposed to have later that day with him, Sonia and Hajime

So Hiyoko had to go alone and when it turns out that her going there alone, like you were going to, was how she ended up getting killed, Gundham was shocked

He didn’t even want to think about what would’ve happened if you had went instead. He has since then pledged to go everywhere with you so you wouldn’t be alone and to calm his nerves

Hajime Hinata

Hes been on edge since he woke up on the island and even more worried when he saw you were unfortunately here as well on this hell island

Everything was going smoothly, there had been no murders so far and the little party they were having had been going well as everyone was having a great time talking and eating

You on the other hand, had been worried especially since you thought it was such a coincidence that only one pick had gone missing but Byakuya’s and Hajime brushed it off and Hajime comforted you with saying that nobody will kill someone in broad daylight and it probably just went missing

You weren’t believing it and when the lights went out, you noticed a small liquid neon dots that were leading under a table and crouched down to lift up the cover when Hajime who was next to you before the lights went out, accidentally tripped and you had both fallen on top of each other

And it was thanks to him tripping over you that you hadn’t died and crawled under the table

He’s since then taken this island more serious especially since you’re hear with him

Knowing that could’ve been you bleeding out under the table, haunts him

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dating fuyuhiko kuzuryu

pairing: fuyuhiko kuzuryu x gn!reader

tags: protective fuyuhiko, fluff, being friends with peko, mentions of the yakuza

fuyuhiko likes to act tough and pretend like he could have any girl he wants

but you're actually his first partner, even if fuyuhiko will never admit it

though since you're dating him, you're close friends with peko as well and she lets it slip to you that you're his first love!

speaking of peko, she's your biggest supporter! she has been encouraging fuyuhiko to ask you out for months before he finally build up the courage to do it

the two of them are very close, but there is no reason for you to be jealous! 

fuyuhiko on the other hand gets jealous rather quickly

he doesn't like to show it and he of course wouldn't admit it, but he always keeps an arm around you when he's out with you

and he also makes peko keep any creeps away from you! 

aside from that, he makes peko protect you as well

he tries to protect you himself whenever he can, but he can't always keep an eye on you, so for the rare occasion that he isn't able to protect you, peko will step in! 

fuyuhiko worries that since you're dating him, he's putting you in too much danger

after all, he's a yakuza, while you're just a commoner. you're not used to the brutal life he's lived and you might not be able to handle all the pain this life brings with it

fuyuhiko is trying to keep you out of the public as much as he can! he doesn't want anyone to know he's dating you, nor does he want them to know your face

his top priority is to keep you safe!

#fuyuhiko kuzuryu x reader #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #fuyuhiko x reader #kuzuryu x reader #fuyuhiko #kuzuryu #x reader #x you #x y/n #x gn reader #headcanons #hcs #dating #romance #romantic #relationship #fluff #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa goodbye despair #danganronpa

[angelic-yandere-doll]

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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[kaika7]

You're Not Alone

Despair Disease Nagito Komaeda x Shy/Awkward and GN! Reader

Summary: You visit Nagito Komaeda when he's ill with the Despair Disease and make sure he feels loved and not alone.

Warnings: Discussions of dying (no one actually dies!)

A/N: This is my first fic, so it's likely far from ideal. I hope you still get something out of this though!

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You anxiously made your way to the hospital with Hajime and Fuyuhiko. Ever since Akane, Nagito, and Ibuki fell ill with the despair disease, you all decided to split into two groups to prevent it from spreading to everyone. Originally, just Hajime, Fuyuhiko, and Mikan were going to stay at the hospital with them, but you insisted on joining their group. Everyone was a little surprised by your insistence, but they went along with it. 

In truth, you were really worried about Nagito. Sure, he was a little scary before- especially during the first class trial. But, you couldn’t help but sense there was more to him beneath the surface. 

As you had tried to talk to him, he seemed quite delighted that you wanted to spend time with him. His face would light up every time you came by.

“Wow, I can’t believe someone like you wants to talk with trash like me!” He beamed with a cheery face.

Over time, he began to open up to you about his past, and you learned about his luck cycle. He had a beloved pet dog that got hit by a truck and passed away, but the dog allowed him to experience the joy of love and companionship. His parents died in a plane hijacking, but he survived, gained his independence, and a large inheritance. He was kidnapped by a serial killer and thrown in a dumpster, but he won millions of yen in a lottery ticket he found inside. He was diagnosed with stage three lymphoma and frontotemporal dementia, but he was accepted into Hope’s Peak academy. This caused Nagito to believe that if a horrific event happens, something amazing of equal magnitude will happen and vice versa. That’s where his belief in hope came from.

Despite his easygoing outward composure, you couldn’t help but sense a deep anxiety constantly brooding within him. Wherever he went with you, he would constantly be analyzing the terrain and the activities you’d be engaging in to make sure you’d be safe. He wouldn’t even go swimming with you because he casually said you could be taken away by a rip tide and stuck at the bottom of the ocean…. And then be eaten by a shark.

After learning all of this and seeing the way he treated you, you couldn’t help but sympathize with him…. and start to develop feelings for him. You were beginning to understand him more; he was not the malicious person others labeled him as. He did some questionable things for sure, but he did them with good intentions. Plus, his frontotemporal dementia was clouding his judgement, making him take things further than he normally would have. 

Yesterday, you went for a walk on the beach with him. His eyes constantly scanned the sand and occasionally darted to the water, as if he was looking for any sharp objects or crustacean that could injure you. When you sat down under the palm trees, he checked the trunk and branches to make sure it was sturdy and not going to break and fall. He also checked for any loose coconuts. Once he felt it was safe, he took a seat next to you.

“…I…” He stuttered, not looking at you. He just stared out into the ocean. “I’ve always been alone… never had anyone’s love. Not that I deserve it, but…I’m just so scared to die alone.” He stayed silent for a bit, and you were just speechless. You wanted to tell him so badly that he’ll never be alone. That you love him. You’ll stay by his side, but you just froze in the moment. The words in your mind could not make their way to your lips.

Sensing the silence, he quickly retracted his previous statement. “Ah, that was just a quote I read in a book somewhere! Speeches such as those can surely evoke sympathy in others, right?” His lips curved to form a plastic smile.

You could see right through his excuse, but before you could say anything, he apologized for “wasting your precious time” and left.

And now, you are going to visit him in the hospital with Hajime and Fuyuhiko. His lymphoma already made him so weak to begin with, but this despair disease really put his body over the edge. You really wondered if this would be the end for him.

“How’s everyone doing?” Fuyuhiko asked Mikan. 

“Akane and Ibuki are still ill, but they are stable. Nagito, on the other hand, is in quite a precarious state.” Mikan explained solemnly. “His pulse is so weak, and I’ve been tending to him nearly non-stop for the past day.”

“May we see him?” Hajime asked Mikan.

“Of course, but he’s not awake.” Mikan guided them to Nagito’s room and let them in. Nagito lay motionless in the bed in his hospital gown. His face was even paler than normal and he had a mildly pained expression on his face. Beads of sweat were formed on his forehead, and his chest rose and fell shallowly.

Your heart sank seeing him like this. Your anxieties only grew seeing just how badly he was doing. “Mikan, do you think he’ll make it through the night?” You solemnly asked.

“I-I will make sure I take care of him properly all night, so he will be okay!” Mikan squeaked out. “But…” Her voice grew more slow and serious. “It is possible that he won’t pull through, despite my best efforts. So… you may want to take a few minutes with him now.”

Fuyuhiko and Hajime stepped by Nagito’s bedside.

Fuyuhiko crossed his arms and looked down. “Goddammit, man. I know you are a pain in the ass, but we can’t have anymore people dying, ya hear me? We’re all getting off this damn island, and that includes you.” After he finished speaking, he abruptly turned around and walked out still looking down.

Hajime watched Fuyuhiko leave with a pained expression and took a deep breath before facing Nagito. “Nagito, I know things have been weird, but you gotta pull through, okay? Like Fuyuhiko said, we’re getting out of here together. And once you feel better, I-I want to try to understand you better.” Hajime let out a soft chuckle and a genuine smile. “Maybe we could even become friends.” 

Hajime started to slowly walk out, but he noticed your eyes welling with tears. “Hey… do you need a moment alone with him? I know you guys seem sorta close.”

You silently nodded your head. You definitely couldn’t talk with everyone around.

“Hey, Mikan. Do you think we can give Y/N a few minutes alone with Nagito?”

“Let me see…” Mikan quickly checks his vital signs and dabs the sweat off his forehead with a towel. “His fever is still high, and his pulse is still very low, but I suppose he doesn’t need me to tend to him for a few moments.” She looked up at you. “I can give you a few minutes, but if anything strange happens, please call me in, okay?”

You nod and Hajime and Mikan walk out of the room, closing the door behind them and leaving you alone with Nagito.

You stepped closer to his bedside and pulled over a chair so you could sit beside him. He looked worse close up. His hair even more disheveled than normal, and several strains of it stuck to the dried up sweat on his forehead. His eyebrows were furrowed with discomfort, and his lips were slightly parted as small gasps of air struggled to rhythmically flow between them.

You gently held his hand and looked at his shut eyes. “Nagito… I don’t think you can really hear or understand me right now… but I want you to know that I’m here.” You pause and nervously laugh to yourself. “I’m sorry I don’t always know what to say. It’s hard for words to come out sometimes. But, I hope you can at least feel the warmth of my hand and recognize my presence.” You took a shaky breath. “Please, please know that you will never be alone. I-I really love you, Nagito.”

You gave his hand a light squeeze, and put it over your heart. “I have to leave soon. But, please know that even if I’m not physically beside you, you will always be right here with me.”

Nagito remained unresponsive throughout this conversation, but fortunately his breaths remained constant. You sighed and rested his hand back along his side. Then, you began to get up. “I… I won’t say good bye tonight… You will make it through this! I’ll come visit you in the morning. I promise. I’ll see you soon…” 

You turned around and left the room, and Mikan immediately went back in to tend to Nagito. You, Hajime, and Fuyuhiko went back to your cottages with heavy hearts- hoping for the best.

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You could barely sleep a wink all night, but you did manage to dose off for a little bit. You woke up to the sound of knocking on your cottage door. Groggily making your way to the door, you unlocked it and opened it a crack. Seeing it was Hajime, you opened it more and instantly woke up. With desperation in your tone, you quickly stammered, “H-Hi! Did you hear anything about Nagito?”

Hajime reassuringly smiled. “Yes, I came by to let you know Nagito’s condition has improved! Well, a little bit, anyway. He’s still not in good shape, but he can sit up in bed and talk now- though he says quite bizarre things…” He forced a chuckle and shrugged his shoulders. “You could try visiting him if you’d like, but I just saw him and he told me to hurry up and go away. He even said that he didn’t want to see my face anymore.” Hajime exasperatedly sighs.

You stood there dumbfounded for a minute, but adrenaline quickly rushed through your veins. “Hajime, you LEFT him after he said that?! I-I have to go now!!!”

You sprinted out the door, still in your pajamas, towards the hospital as Hajime turned around and watched you run with a confused look. Geez, this guy sure has a serious case of the clueless protagonist syndrome! Nagito has the liar form of the despair disease, which means he means the opposite of everything he says. The poor thing must be so scared of dying alone.

Finally making it to the hospital, you opened the door to his room with a wheeze. “N-Nagito. H-how are you? May I come in?”

Nagito did indeed look better than last night. His he was drooling a bit and still sweaty, but he was now propped up in bed with a glazed look in his eyes. He turned his head in response to your voice and said weakly, “I’m feeling quite excellent today! And I really need you to get as far away from me as possible. I want to be alone.”

You felt a pit form in your stomach. He certainly had improved, but he was not out of the woods yet. You walked closer to his bedside and looked compassionately at him. “I’m here, Nagito. I’m right here with you.” 

Upon looking at him more closely, your eyes drifted unconsciously to where his hospital gown loosely was wrapped around him, leaving his collar bones and upper chest exposed. Seeing his bare chest slowly rise and fall in synchronization with his breaths made your cheeks flush and your mind freeze. You were pretty inexperienced with love to say the least, so these feelings are hard for you to process.

Nagito began speaking again which made you snap out of your frozen state. “Y/N, I didn’t hear what you said to me yesterday. You’re a nasty person for not thinking about someone like me, Y/N.”

Holy crap, he actually HEARD YOU? He heard your love confession?! That has got to be the worst way to be confessed to. Ugh way to go, Y/N.

With a shaky voice, you began, “Oh, I- er… I’m sorry you had to hear it like that… But I really meant everything I said. I-I’ll never leave you alone, and-” You paused to take a nervous breath. “I love you…”

An ounce of focus and shock came through Nagito’s dazed eyes. “Really? I thought you were telling me the truth just to be mean to me?”

With a slightly more confident tone, you said, “No, I wasn’t just saying it to make you feel better… I really do love you. I’m so sorry about the other day. I was just so shocked, and I didn’t know what to say right away.”

Nagito sat there stunned for a moment, and his eyes slowly started to well with tears. “I-I hate you too, Y/N. You’re the most despicable and malicious person I’ve ever met. I have zero gratitude for the love you’ve shown me, and you’re so awful for letting me die alone. I truly deserve it.”

Your eyes grew wide in surprise as a gentle blush spread across your face. After a few moments, tears formed in your own eyes. You could barely believe that he reciprocated your feelings, but you pushed your own insecurities aside to focus on supporting him. “Nagito… may I hold your hand?”

He shook his head ‘No’, so you gently squeezed his hand. “You will get better. You won’t die here today. There’s always hope, remember?” You gave him a little smirk, which made a smile crack on his face. “But even if the worst does come, you won’t be alone. I’ll repeat myself a thousand times: I’ll always be with you. You’re not alone.”

At this point, the tears were already profusely streaming down Nagito’s face, so you grabbed a tissue to dab them away for him. “Y/N?”

“Yes?”

“I know this is truly a selfless request- I’m so wonderful for even thinking to ask this- but c-could you not hold me?”

You blinked in disbelief. “You want me to cuddle you, right now?”

“No, that’s the last thing I’d ever want to do in the world. But I’m truly considerate for even asking you this. I’m so not sorry for taking advantage of you like this, I-“

Mustering up all the confidence you could, you cut Nagito off by pulling his blanket down, and then climbing into the bed with him. You laid down next to him and gestured for him to lie down. With a shocked look, he quickly complied. You gently held him close to you, letting his head rest over your heart. You stroked his soft and fluffy white hair comfortingly, hoping to ease him of any discomfort.

“Y/N…” Nagito said with a blush forming on his face. The sound of your heart beat and the warmth of your embrace was so soothing to him. He was so touched starved, he didn’t even remember the last time he was hugged. He never had experienced anything like this before.

“I’m here, and I always will be. You’re not alone, Nagito.”

#nagito x reader #nagito komaeda #nagito x y/n #nagito komeada x reader #nagito x gn reader #hajime hinata #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #mikan tsumiki #danganronpa #danganronpa 2 #sdr2

[m-y-fandoms]

(NEW!) Super Danganronpa 2 boys reaction to: their S/O thinking they were going to hurt them - COMMISSION

You feral beasts have been asking for this for like two years LMAO. Someone finally commissioned me to do it so let's get it!

V3 boys version link

The reader's pronouns are never mentioned, so anyone can read this with themselves in mind!

Word Count:  13k words!! 4.8k of those words are Nagito's section alone, as the commissioner requested for Nagito's to be longer than the rest (Please show this some love my hands hurt)

Trope/Scenario: A couple is in an argument or stressful situation. One partner moves suddenly, maybe to ruffle their hair or wipe sweat from their face, maybe grab something or gesture as they yell, but their S/O cowers/flinches at the sudden movement, and braces themselves or cries out, thinking their partner was about to hit/hurt them. Then, the angst ends in fluff with the other partner expressing that they would never hurt their beloved. I will make variations to this base concept to spice up the piece and fit the characters because we DON'T do O.O.C. here!

WARNINGS: SPOILERS FOR ALL OF SDR2/SDR2 CONTEXT NEEDED TO UNDERSTAND SOME SECTIONS - additionally, SFW sexual content-wise, but mature themes are explored like explicit language, possessiveness, abuse, and unhealthy relationships. Remember, the games themselves are rated M.

Nagito Komaeda

It all happened so fast. You’d begged them not to do it. It didn’t need to go down that way. This never would’ve happened if they’d just listened to you.

It all happened so fast. One second your friends, your best and only friends, were piling onto your boyfriend, pinning him to the ground of the hotel lobby and the next, the world became an explosion of fiery red. A loud blast rang in your ears like a flash bomb or a gunshot fired off right beside your head without protective equipment. Kazuichi went flying, the back of Akane’s clothes were aflame. Fuyuhiko took on an expression you’d never thought you’d see from the resident tough guy of the group: eyes wide in genuine terror, mouth agape as he dove forward and away from the blast.

You begged them not to do this. Don’t corner him. Don’t force his hand. You knew him better than anyone else. And they didn’t listen to you.

You’d all grouped up before hand (minus Nagito of course) to discuss what to do about him. He was getting more and more unhinged as the days went on. Before the funhouse, everyone except for you saw him as a bit crazy, a nuisance, a freak but safe at a distance. Now… he was clearly a danger to himself and others. He knew something you all didn’t, and it was sending him into the self righteous hope power trip of the century. Something was so very different from the Nagito you knew and loved.

You’d warned them that it wouldn’t be like last time. He wouldn’t submissively let them tie him up in the old building and wait to be fed or released by Monomi. He was on the warpath now. You knew him. Once he got an idea in his head, that was it.

Fuyuhiko and Kazuichi had dismissed you immediately. You loved him. You’d do anything to protect that freak. They weren’t gonna heed your warning, because at the end of the day, you cared about him just a little more than you cared about the rest of them. Hajime and Sonia, even Chiaki - the more compassionate members of the group - had looked at you with pity in their eyes. They knew the last thing you wanted was to see your boyfriend tied up or hurt, and they felt for you, but at this point, the main focus had to be figuring out who put them on this island so they could escape, and preventing more death. Nagito was getting in the way of that. He needed to be restrained.

You never thought it would be like this, though. You knew he’d retaliate this time, that he’d resist, but maybe in the form of a struggle with his attacker: a punch, a kick, running away, hiding… not a fucking bomb.

As the explosion rang out from behind you, sending you leaping forward defensively, the world seemed to move in slow motion.

How could he do this? It’s one thing to fight off those who are actively trying to subdue you, but to blow up the entire hotel? He was really willing to hurt or even kill everyone too close to the blast, even those with little to nothing to do with the plan? What about you, who he claimed to love, who was his shining hope, who had been the only one in his corner at all times? He was willing to just blow you away as well?

Time sped up again, and you sat with your legs crossed in the rubble, ash and sweat smearing your skin. You just sat there, breaths hitching in your throat as you held back tears that threatened to fall. It felt like you were in a trance as you sat and thought this all over. Nevermind the flames at your back or smoke in the air. Why, why, why???

It wasn’t the little bit of blood running down your arm or the ringing in your ears that broke through your haze, but the clap of a hand on your shoulder blade. You turned and looked up at Hajime, dust in his hair and a cut on his cheek. The white uniform shirt he always wore was stained up and torn in one area.

“Hey, (Y-Y/N)!” He coughed, soot in his throat. “Are you alright? Come on, we gotta get out of here! Smoke’s not-” a beam collapsed behind him, startling him as he hooked his hands under your armpits and lifted you from your seated position. “Come on, this smoke’ll kill you!” You stood with his help, still halfway in a state of shock, and in truth embarrassment that the one you constantly defended from your group of peers had done all this…

“Is everyone…” you spoke weakly, your mind flashing to the safety of your friends.

“Everyone else is out. They’re safe, let’s go!” Hajime guided you out the way he came in looking for you, past a flipped couch and under a fallen beam. Once out in the fresh air, you regrouped with the rest, all in various states of shaken up.

Sonia immediately rushed over to you, ripping the red bow tie from her neck and dabbing the cut on your arm with the fabric before wrapping it around the wound. You thanked her with a nod. Akane, usually a bit scantily-clad anyway, had most of her remaining clothes singed off or torn. She looked more defeated then you’d seen her since Nekomaru’s death. She’d probably bounce right back soon though, knowing her. Fuyuhiko looked more pissed than usual, sitting by the pool alone. Kazuichi was being tended to by Chiaki. You overheard her saying Monomi would be bringing medical supplies and helping transport those seriously injured to the hospital for a quick check up. The students protested, however, wanting to stick together in the resort and heal up in their cabins. Your eyes bounced around the group, looking for someone in particular, though you didn’t know why.

Why? Were you truly that delusional? You must’ve been under some type of love hex. Had you Stockholm Syndrome’d yourself into being blind to his every fault? You couldn’t help it - you couldn’t deny the feelings you retained.

“Where’s…?” Your words faded off, thinking better of it. Maybe this was the wrong time. They probably didn’t want to hear about the dude who just tried to send them on a one way trip to heaven. It was too late, your words had been picked up by Fuyuhiko’s relatively undamaged ears.

“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” He scoffed, yelling over from the pool. “He ran off as soon as he got the chance. Didn’t waste a second to make sure you were okay. You’re still worried about that asshole? He just tried to fucking kill us! You must be as crazy as him. I’m starting to think so, at this point…” 

“Fuyuhiko…” Sonia warned, a small frown creasing her porcelain face. Fuyuhiko sighed deeply, backing off the attack. He didn’t mean that last bit, he was just frustrated. He threw in the towel, too tired to continue putting up a fight. The old Fuyuhiko would've laid into you a little longer. True to his word, he was a changed man. He shook his head and went silent, disappointed in you to say the least.

You were a bit disappointed in yourself as well, frankly. Why did you still want to see him so badly, to make sure he wasn’t hurt, to make sure he knew you still cared? You didn’t know what you’d even do if you saw him again. The mix of fear, confusion and foolish adoration was potent within you right now.

After assessing everyone’s needs and injuries, it was decided that you all were to go to your cabins and rest for the night. Tomorrow, you would go as a group to the new island unguarded by its Monobeast and resume the search for the truth and freedom.

“Everyone just… yell as loud as you can, or run out of your cabin and alert the others if… if anything happens,” He looked you in the eyes as he spoke those last few words. Hajime chose the phrasing carefully but you all knew what he meant:

If Nagito came around looking to further this deranged and deadly plan of his. 

They said as he ran off he was blabbering on, yelling about the “end of Jabberwock Island” and such. It was pretty clear to the entire group that whatever he had in mind would mean chaos and peril for everyone still left alive.

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Now back in your cabin, the sun had long since set as you continued to pace back and forth across the floor, from the full length mirror on your sliding closet door, to the entrance, then over to the small bathroom area and back again. You’d not even taken the time to shower and change your clothes. You were still a mess, your thoughts too busy to care about the blood and grime coating you.

Your mind raced, taking in everything that had happened so far in this nightmare of a class trip, taking in everything that could happen fairly soon. 

Your mind bounced to Nagito, purposely being coy when you all needed his mind desperately during trials. 

To Nagito, who actively tried to hurt someone in the very first trial, who offered to help a blackened if they ever needed him.

To Nagito, who held you close at nights and who you could open up to for hours. The same Nagito who you’d fallen for, body and mind, and who now was an object of fear and anxiety for you.

Were you really scared of him now…? Your Nagito?

A quiet knock at your door shook you out of your pacing routine. You figured it was Hajime, arranging another group meeting or maybe sweet Sonia coming to check up on you. Rushing to the door, you opened it just a crack and peeked out.

Your blood ran cold, a shiver shot down your spine. You’d never reacted to seeing him like this before. Not even close.

“Hello there, (Y/N). Oh wow, you look awful…” Nagito smiled gently at first, then the corners of his mouth slightly drooped, downturned at the state of you. You looked yourself up and down once quickly, now acknowledging that you had in fact forgotten to wash up, overwhelmed by the day. A moment passed with your heart beat picking up quickly, and you began to merely stare at him silently through the crack, unsure of how to proceed. Should you scream? Should you warn the others? Even if Nagito wouldn’t hurt you, what if he made his rounds to the other cabins and hurt the others? He wouldn’t hurt you, right? That assumption of yours was correct, right? You weren’t so sure anymore. “Well, are you gonna just stand there or are you gonna let me in?” He smiled innocently again before pushing his way past you and into the expanse of your personalized cabin. Your safe space.

“Nagito…” You let yourself exhale the breath you’d been holding in, turning to close the cabin door behind him. You hesitated on the door knob, contemplating making a break for it right then and there. “What are you doing here?” You tried to keep your voice steady and even, even as your chest thumped.

“What?” His brow furrowed, rounding on you as you closed shut the door and turned to face him. “What do you mean? I always hang out with you here!” Was he just not going to acknowledge today, when you literally could’ve died due to his actions? “I kinda missed it, you know, the smell of your cabin, your smell. Being in the funhouse all those days was such a bummer.” Approaching you in two strides of his long slender legs, he took you tightly into his arms, nevermind the dirt and ash that transferred from your clothes to his.

“N-Nagi-” your words were muffled into the fabric of his green jacket, and for a moment your spine stiffened, not sure how to receive the hug. You corrected yourself though, and relaxed, embracing him back. Nagito was volatile right now, extremely unstable, and you didn’t want to be perceived as disloyal, untrusting. Nothing to trigger him. He was clingy and needy with you quite often and that part you didn’t mind. You cared for him the way he was… but who he was had slowly been changing. Ever since he entered that damned Final Dead Room.

Nagito didn’t miss a thing, however, and you knew that. Your hesitation to hug him back made a blip on his radar.

“Is everything alright? How is my little ray of hope tonight?” He pulled back a bit, holding you at arm’s length to observe your features closely. This was so uncomfortable: the scrutinizing gaze, the sorry state of your body at that very moment, the sweat that began to bead on your forehead.

“Well, Nagito, you…” you wanted to soften the blow, and so took the initiative to this time hug him first, leaning your head onto his chest. This is what he wanted, right? Play along, don’t slip up. It’s funny, when your head rested flat against him and you inhaled his familiar scent, you felt that warm feeling that made you fall for him for just a second, until you began to finish your thought. “... today… earlier today… why did you do that? I mean… how could you, to me of all people? What if… I mean what if that explosion killed me?” Your heart beat sped up.

“Oh, silly, it wouldn’t have!” He replied as if the answer were obvious. “You’re my shining hope, my everything, and that bomb was only intended to disrupt the plans of those who were there to trap me! I was one step ahead my love. You were never in any true danger.” Ironic, as he ran a hand up and down the arm with the deep cut on it.

“Well, how would you know for sure? What if I were standing where Kazuichi was? He got the brunt of it…” you asked, but you knew whatever answer he had for you wouldn’t calm your aching heart.

“I relied on my luck, of course! It’s all I have to rely on now: you, and this useless ‘talent’ of mine.” His tone was bittersweet. His luck? He really left your safety up to his luck? Sure, you’d never seen it fail him before, but seriously…

“About that… Nagito,” you pulled away, expectantly unsatisfied with his reply and no less terrified of the inner workings of the man in front of you, “what’s made you feel this way, all of a sudden? Sure, our classmates were a little wary of you, but we were friends, all of us. You had them, too. What changed? In the funhouse you - well ever since the Final Dead Room, you’ve changed. In the trial, you said you’d learned about Hajime and how he doesn’t have an ultimate talent, and the secret behind the funhouse’s design… but there’s more you aren’t telling us… I can feel it.” Walking over to a chair beside your bed, you sat down, wrapping your arms around your middle defensively. You felt small and vulnerable under his gaze, which followed you like a hawk.

He didn’t like hearing that - that he’d changed - not from you. You were the only one exempt from his plans, even if you didn’t know it at the time. He loved you and you loved him, and he didn’t want anything to change about that. This couldn’t be just another thing that his miserable life ruined for him. For now, he ignored it, deciding that maybe letting you, the only one he could truly trust, in on his little plan would ease your mind and bring you back to him whole.

“You’re right as usual, my love.” He stood in the center of the room, gesturing as he began to get off of his chest all that he’d gleaned from his time in the funhouse. “How perceptive of you. My little hope is so incredibly smart. It’s one of the reasons I know you’ll guide this useless pack of idiots, including myself, to the highest potential our negligible little lives could ever reach!” How could you have guessed at that time that he meant when he and all the rest he deemed unfit were long gone, wiped from this world by his own will? “I’ll let you in on it, if my little bird promises not to chirp to the rest of the flock, of course…” He grinned at you as if he were a mischievous little kid about to announce a school prank and not a man dead set on getting his classmates killed. You nodded instinctively, not prepared at all for what you were about to hear. “Well it’s quite simple, really. We’ve known about the existence of a traitor for awhile now, right? We thought this entire time that the one of us who was not like the others was to blame for this entire thing, that the despair that ensnared us and caused death after death was caused by this ‘traitor’, right?” You nodded again, wanting desperately to appease him in any way you could. “Well, we couldn’t have had it more wrong, and as my reward for winning the ultimate roulette in the Final Dead Room, I was allowed this knowledge to share - or not share - as I please.” He was smirking now and your heartbeat began to pick up once again. You did not like that look in his eye. The pale planes of his cheeks began to get rosy with that self-satisifed expression he often donned when he knew his plans for hope were on track.

“W-what do you mean, Nagito?” Your voice shook and you sat up in your chair, shifting uncomfortably in place, a motion he noticed immediately. Again, he didn’t appreciate that reaction from you one bit. Why were you so uneasy around him tonight? His mind couldn’t comprehend it.

“Turns out, this whole time,” he held his arms out to each side as if surrendering himself to the powers that be, “It was us! We were the wicked ones. We were the despair, the disgusting evil that clouded all hope.” He began to chuckle at the irony that only he understood in his words. “This ‘traitor’ is the only one who can stop us! They are meant to save the world from the plague of our very existence!” He began to chuckle, a devious and unstable sound emanating from his core.

“H-how could you mean - I mean… Nagito, how could we be evil? Why would you think that? We have been working together to stop Monokuma this whole time. It couldn’t be -”

“Does it really matter how? It’s the truth! I know it is!” He cut you off, startling you as he approached and sank to his knees in front of your chair. Leaning in, he took your hand in his clammy, translucent one. He kissed the tops of your knuckles sweetly - a gesture he often did when you were alone together - and you went rigid, unsettled by his manic words. Another reaction he frowned at. “I mean, you believe me, don’t you? Have I ever been wrong before? Every time I tell you who the blackened is, I’m right! Every mystery I’ve uncovered on this island, every deduction I’ve shared with you and only you, has been correct! Every time I’ve been ‘wrong’ to them, I’ve chosen to play dumb. I’ve never lied to you, I wouldn’t!” He looked frantic, his eyes darting back and forth between yours. When you didn’t reply, he continued. “The traitor, they are the one, true hope for our vile and corrupted lot!” He smiled, again, as if this were the obvious conclusion one should draw from his words, but you just couldn’t see your friends as the monsters he portrayed them as. You couldn’t even see him that way. It just didn’t make sense. Maybe whatever he read in the Final Dead Room was just more lies, planted by Monokuma as a motive to sow more division. Nagito was too smart to fall for that…

“So, what is the solution, then… your plan?” You were almost too afraid to ask, having a good idea of what it would be. His frenzied grin softened into a straight and very serious line. You felt your stomach twist itself into knots.

“Well… we have to go, of course. All of us, except for the traitor.” He stated plainly. Eyes widening just a tick before going neutral again, you tried not to convey the abject fear in your heart. “We all have to die, it’s the only way. The traitor will go on, as the only ray of hope we have left.” With that, you yanked your hand from his grip, and his eye twitched in response.

He was willing to kill you all? All of your peers, your innocent peers who had been through so much already, together… snuff them out just like that?

“Nagito… you know who the traitor is, then…?” His head tilted at that, like a curious puppy confused at his owner’s words. “The one you’re going to spare, you know who it is?” Did it even matter anymore? At this point, the Nagito you loved was long gone. You needed to warn the others. His answer mattered to you personally, nonetheless. Your brow furrowed, your psyche overstimualted by this entire conversation. You pressed him. “Nagito… you know who the traitor is, right?” A little sterner this time, you waited for an answer that would never come. Almost as if he were too prideful, or maybe too ashamed to admit he would have to rely on his luck yet again to meet his goals, he ignored your question.

Chills running throughout your body, you quickly shot up out of the chair. Standing abruptly and causing the slender man to stumble back a bit, you steadied your shaking hands by balling them into fist at your side.

“(Y/N) -” Nagito began as he stood to meet you. Why were you acting like this? Didn’t you have the same goals as him? Didn’t you see the necessity of this plan? Didn’t you love him as much as he loved you? Didn’t you know that know that you - his unbreakable hope - the only pure thing on this miserable island, had to be the traitor? How could it be anyone else? He couldn’t be one hundred percent sure, as the file in the Final Dead Room didn’t name you specifically, but it just had to be you. It had to be. He would delude himself until his last breath.

“O-okay, Nagito, I agree! Yes, y-you’re right of course!” Play along, (Y/N), play along, your survival instincts screamed at you internally. Now it was Nagito’s heart that began to beat fast. He could sense a lie a mile away, and you knew that. Was he truly losing you? “Tell you what, let me shower, I can’t stand this filth on me for one more second.” You forced a nervous chuckle. “After that, I’ll meet you somewhere, um… away from the cabins so the others don’t find out, and we can discuss this further.” In reality, you were hoping that as you showered, he would leave to find a meeting place so that you could run to the other cabins and warn the others. He took a step toward you, and you took a step back in turn. He cringed at that, a hand reaching out weakly for your touch. It fell to his side when you backed away until your back was at the bathroom door and you reached behind you for the handle. “Okay? You go scope out a safe place for us to meet!” You looked for confirmation, fake smile still plastered across your face until your jaw hurt from clenching so hard.

“Okay, (Y/N)...” his heart broke at your willingness to lie straight to his face. You’d never done that before. You would always be honest with him, even with the silliest thoughts. You nodded in reassurance, slipping into the mini bathroom afforded to you by Monokuma and closing the door. It was a modest thing, a small alcove in each cabin with merely a shower stall, sink with a mirror, and toilet all snug into one tiny area. You undressed like the wind, ready to take the quickest shower of your life. Just a rinse for the blood and dirt, running the water long enough to be convincing and you were out. You needed time to run to at least a few of your classmates' cabins before Nagito got back. Whoever you got to first could spread the word. You slid the glass shower stall door open and jumped inside, not even waiting for the water to warm up.

Soaking yourself promptly, you began to scrub off the day you’d had with a small wash cloth nearby. Mere minutes into your shower, you heard the small bathroom door slam open. Freezing instantly, you halted all motion and stared at the figure in the doorway that was a blurry mess of greens, creams and whites through the frosted glass of the shower door. Without a word, the figure approached the shower door and you felt your body go into fight or flight mode, adrenaline kicking into high gear.

This was it… you thought. You were sure that if you were the traitor, you would’ve known. The traitor was still out there, hiding their identity, and now Nagito was going to do exactly what he said he was going to do. You had to go… hope for the world was the end goal that superseded romantic feelings. Your life flashed before your eyes, and you thought of your friends, and how you failed to save them.

Nagito threw open the sliding door, and you fell back against the beige tile behind you, hands flying up to protect your head and face. You didn’t know how he would kill you, but braced for an expected blow. Exposed, defenseless and naked, vital organs unprotected, you began to sob.

“No! Nagito, please!” You screamed at the top of your lungs as he entered the shower stall in a panic, clothes and all. He clapped one cold hand over your mouth, a hand that was shaking. Instantly, tears sprang forth from his own eyes. Were you really that scared of him?

“No, don’t scream, please! Please, (Y/N)!” He released your mouth, throwing his arms around your shoulders in a crushing embrace. The shower head continued to spray down, soaking him now along with you as he clung to you like his life depended on it under its stream. His wild, long locks clung to his neck and forehead and his wet jacket weighed him down. You both stood weeping onto each other freely, Nagito from a broken heart, and you from shock. You were too terrified to move, to care that you were completely nude. He didn’t seem to care either, crushing you in his grip. He was a lot stronger than he looked.

“Nagito… Nagito please…” you pleaded, still not entirely sure these weren’t your last moments.

“I can’t bear to see you terrified of me. You’re… you’re the only one…” He could barely speak through his choked out sobs. He shook his head vehemently, needy for your touch. His hands roamed up and down your back desperately. He needed to feel you there, to know you were real.

“What…?” You didn’t understand.

“You’re the only one,” he sniffled, “who shouldn’t be afraid of me! You’re my shining hope. You’re my light in this darkness!” Tears wracked his body. “Why would a complete and utter nobody like me, talentless trash undeserving of your love ever try to hurt you? I wouldn’t even dream of it. (Y/N), please don’t hate me. I couldn’t bear it!” His finger nails dug into your spine. He was conflicted, and couldn’t fight the swell of anger that contended with the sadness in his chest. It felt like you didn’t know him at all to think he would hurt you. You weren’t the despair he sought to end. You had nothing to fear.

“But, y-you said- !” You began and he interrupted, unable to hear any more doubts of his loyalty to you.

“I know you’re the traitor. I just know it! You’re too good, too perfect to not be…” You’d never heard him so unconfident in his own reasoning before.

“You can’t possibly know that, Nagito!” You spat back, limp in his arms.

“I do know it. I know it. I’ll bet my luck on it. I want it so badly, my luck has to come through. It’s you, it has to be! I could never kill you. I could never get you killed. The others are the despair, you’re the solution. I know it’s you. I’m gonna make it all right… just watch!” He stepped back, taking your puffy face in his hands, staring directly into your eyes. “You’ll make it out of here! You’ll survive the last trial and go on without me, my love. I know it’s you!” He was deceiving himself once again, daring to want something so badly, so selfishly.

He would never live to see just how wrong he was.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

You, your boyfriend Fuyuhiko, and your best friend Peko went way back. As a kid growing up on Fuyuhiko’s side of town, everyone knew to avoid Kuzuryu property. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately looking back at it, you were a pretty reckless as a kid, even if you weren’t now. You used to to slip through fences and past security cameras all the time to play with the blonde fuzzy-haired kid and the girl with the cool sword. Your parents scolded you when you came home, not knowing where you really were, but you always found your way back. The boy, who always had a temper, and the girl, who was the calm to his storm, repeatedly called you names, told you to never come back or his family would kill you, then played with you all day anyway. You had no idea what his family truly was, what the word yakuza really entailed, only that everyone said that part of town was dangerous. You didn’t see it that way, not when you played cops and robbers or samurai and peasant with your two best friends nearly every day. The boy, Fuyuhiko as you’d come to learn, would always rush you off the property if his father was coming home or when less friendly clan members came around, and you didn’t learn until years later why.

By that time it was too late for you to be scared of his yakuza status or Peko’s true strength now revealed to you. You were besties, and nothing was ever going to change that. Through middle school, you formed quite the crush on the petite bad boy, and although he still had a nasty temper and could be quite aloof at times, you wanted him all the same. A lifelong friendship bloomed into a romantic relationship - with hesitance on his part - and before you knew it, you were set to attend Hope’s Peak together. You kept your relationship secret from everyone save for Peko. Fuyuhiko insisted on this, for your own safety.

Now here you were, on this mysterious tropical island with all of your memories of Hope’s Peak wiped clean. You found that in general, many memories of your past were wiped clean, save for those few precious and essential ones. You remembered growing up with Fuyuhiko, your relationship with him, and Peko who you loved like a sister. Everyone else were strangers, strangers who seemingly also couldn’t remember how they got there or how you were all connected. You were all freshmen it seemed, and that was were it stopped.

Almost immediately after Monokuma’s appearance and monologue, Fuyuhiko had pushed both you and Peko away. He demanded you both pretend like you didn’t know him, treat him like everyone else and if need be, you’d meet in secret and away from prying eyes. This was to be a killing game with rules and trials, and no one else here seemed to know each other from their past. If the others found out you three were connected, you would no doubt all be dragged down if one of you got caught up in something nasty. Allies, a package deal and all that. He didn’t want your connection to him to put you or Peko in danger. He knew you’d both die for him, and he for you, and he wouldn’t let any of these idiots use that weakness against you.

~

The cat was long since out of the bag. Peko was gone and you’d helped Mikan nurse Fuyuhiko in and out of the hospital after his near-fatal wounds from trying to save the swordswoman from her from execution. Everyone knew of your relationship now, which meant no more sneaking around behind everyone’s back, but Peko’s life wasn’t the price you ever wanted to pay for that freedom. Along with Peko’s passing additionally came a visible change in your boyfriend’s soul. Though he still had that fiery temper, he controlled it with great effort now. He tried harder with people, forgave easier, loved better, appreciated more. The days of reflection in the hospital stirred something in him.

Weeks passed, and it was one tragedy after another. From the group giving you hell about keeping secrets, to tending to Fuyuhiko’s extensive wounds, to now finding Ibuki hanging from a rope and Hiyoko posted up against a pillar with her throat slit, your group couldn’t seem to catch a break.

Though Mikan and yourself begged him to get some rest - as his wound had already reopened once - Fuyuhiko insisted on investigating in preparation for the trial with everyone else. He was as strong-willed as ever. You searched the hospital with him for clues or evidence the blackened may have sloppily left behind. He was on edge, and you couldn’t blame him. Everyone was, these were the fifth and sixth classmates dead in the blink of an eye, and the killer was still on the loose. Your skin crawled and you were extra jumpy today. Every corpse you had to look upon took a little more of your innocence and vitality from you, and this maniac had already killed twice. What was to stop them from killing again?

Fuyuhiko insisted that he wasn’t scared of the blackened, quite the opposite. It was his rage aimed at them that would fuel his strength to move on and identify them. You knew him well, and knew when to back off when he was in a mood. Everything seemed to annoy him at the moment. It was hard to search with him and cooperate when he got pissed off everytime you fussed over his healing injuries. He kept swatting you away then apologizing for being irate and short-tempered. He just wanted you to stop babying him.

Just now bending over to search near a hospital bed, Fuyuhiko shot upright, jumping at a sudden sound that startled him.

“What the fuck-?!” He turned to the source of the loud crash behind him. You were splayed out across the floor behind him, a deep gash on your cheek spilling blood down your face as you sat up. “What the hell did you do?!”

“I just tripped! I’m fine!” You gestured with one hand to a small table you’d toppled over, holding your bloody cheek with the other. The contents on said table, various sharp little medical instruments and tools, were strew about and on top of your body. Fuyujiko glared at the hard counter top of the cabinet you’d hit your cheek off of on the way down. Now you knew how Mikan felt, always making a mess of her clumsy self.

“You’re a fuckin’ idiot! Why don’t you watch where you’re going?! We’ve got enough shit to deal with right now!” He kneeled down to your level and started rapidly picking up the various scalpels and knives around you.

“I’m sorry, ‘Hiko…” the shame was setting in. He was already ornery today and you’d somehow made it even worse. He leaned over your body, reaching for more of the small instruments.

“Sorry’s not gonna cut it! You-”  hovering over you, he lifted one of the razor sharp tools above his head in a clenched, angry gesture. You turned your head, gasping slightly and flinching away from him. Your free hand came up to cover your face with your eyes shut tight in a grimace. Upon seeing you recoil, cowering away from him like that, he halted, the rest of his complaint dropping off into oblivion.

He didn’t want to be like that anymore, remember? He reminded himself of his temper, of his talks with Hajime in the hospital, of Peko’s memory urging him to do better, of his display of humility to Hiyoko in the hotel restaurant.

He cleared his throat awkwardly, putting the instrument aside and gently pulling you to your feet alongside him.

“Come on, sit down. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He pushed you gently down to sit on the hospital bed and reached for some simple disinfectant, a cloth to put it on, and a large bandage. He began to pat the blood away. “We’ll have Mikan look at this later to see if it needs stitches, but this is the best I can do for now.” He noticed you avoiding his eye contact and his heart sank. “Hey…” He held your chin, titing your head to look up and meet his gaze. “I’m really sorry, okay. I would never lay a hand on you. That is a fact. Please… know this for certain.”

“I know, I just… I don’t know… I’m sorry I reacted that way.” His apology helped, but you still felt a little foolish.

“No, it’s me who should be sorry. There’s no need to get that angry, especially at you, especially for an accident.” He sighed, running a hand down his face. He had a long way to go. “Please slow down. Be more careful and worry about yourself as much as you worry about me. I can’t lose you, too.”

Hajime Hinata

You’d closed yourself up in your cabin for good, with no plans to go out in the foreseeable future. Every few minutes you checked the locks, on both the doors and the windows, biting your nails down to nearly bleeding. In addition to shutting yourself in, you’d shut the world, the island, and all your classmates out. You were a nervous wreck.

Mere hours ago, Nagito had blown the hotel lobby and everyone in it sky high. He’d finally lost what little marbles he had left. Nobody knew fully why, but he’d snapped too far beyond repair. Both you and poor Kazuichi were very near to the blast zone, and even now you felt a dizziness and slight loss of hearing. You were sure that over in his cabin, Kazuichi was feeling the same way. You wanted to pass out, to scream, to topple over in exhaustion but refused to let yourself leave your post. As much as you were tired and dizzy, you were equally as terrified. What if that maniac Nagito showed up again to finish the job? Though the vertigo threatened to take you down for the count, you were determined to stay vigilant. Your mind grew more and more dull and hazy by the second, though.

Hajime and the others wanted to go to the new island in the morning, and as far as you were concerned, they could search until their hearts were content. You’d given up. You’d been broken. You’d been beaten by Monokuma and this killing game. Why go to a new island? Every time you guys went to a new island to explore, someone died. Everyone was dying. There was a psychopath hell-bent on blowing you up - or worse - on the loose. You were content to stay in your cottage and rot away. Paranoid and eroded away from trial after trial, you’d refused to let anyone in, even your sweet boyfriend, Hajime, who’d already tried to come check on you several times that night. Even as the rain poured down from the night sky and lightning cracked consistently, he kept coming back. He was extremely concerned about you, but you just couldn’t do it anymore. You didn’t trust anyone anymore. You couldn’t.

You trusted Teruteru, and Peko, and Mikan, and Gundham, and Nagito… it was all too much. Who would betray you next? Who would stab you in the back when you least expected it for a chance at freedom as a blackened who got away with it? It could be literally anyone. Sonia had a country to get back to, an entire country waiting for her. Fuyuhiko had an empire. They all had a reason to live and you’d be an easy target in this state of barely conscious, injured and mentally broken.

You’d almost fallen asleep when a knock came at your door, again…

You almost chose to ignore it, but figured getting your body moving would keep you awake, so you forced your feet over to the door.

“Hajime…?” You assumed, your voice weak.

“Man…” he sighed loudly, muffled by the rain and the barrier of the door, “(Y/N)... you sound terrible. I really do think you have a concussion. Please let me in. I’m worried sick.”

“Please go away, Hajime. I’m sorry… I’ll be fine. I just -”

“I know you’re scared. You know you can trust me.” There was that word again… Moments passed in silent contemplation. “... I’m gonna keep coming back until you let me in. I’m soaked… please…” he whined, jiggling the door handle on his side. Now it was your turn to sigh. You rested your head against the door, senses dimming fast. He was probably right, you most likely did have a concussion. Your head ached, your vision was a bit blurry, the light of your cabin bothered your eyes. “You can’t just stay in there forever, you need medical atten-” The door swung open before him, and you hurriedly signaled for him to come in, swiftly locking the door behind him.

“No sudden movements. I’m a bit confused right now… everything’s a bit slow…” Your words slurred out but he seemed to catch them all.

“Yeah, no shit. You were blown all the way across the hotel floor. Come here, let me check something.” He took your wrist and stood you in the center of the room in front of him. He pulled a small flashlight he won from the gacha machine from his pocket and flashed it into your eyes slowly. “Try to stand still.” You were trying to, but swayed and stumbled regardless. “See, you can’t even do that much. Look, since Mikan is gone, we gotta let Monomi help us out. Let’s get you to the hospital.”

“What?! No, no no…” your heart beat quickened, feeling that paranoid panic set in again. “I’m not leaving this room.” The confusion was hitting again as you stumbled backwards a step and your back met the side of your bed. Was this a set up? You already let him in, now he wanted to get you out in the open? “Something’s gonna happen! I won’t go!”

“(Y/N), I promise I’ll get you to the hospital safely and I’ll stay with you the whole time. I know you’re scared but you’re being irrational right now!”

A thunderous boom sounded outside as high above your cabin the lightning cracked. In an instant, all of the lights wavered and went out. You cried out into the pitch black. You couldn’t see even a foot in front of you. This was definitely a set up. It had stormed plenty of times on this island, and the lights never went out like this.

Hajime reached out for you in the dark, and you screamed even louder at his touch. This was it, the betrayal. It was inevitable on this hell of an island. No one could truly be trusted.

“(Y/N), stop! Stop yelling!” Hajime grabbed one of your wrists in the dark, and you sank to the floor, too dizzy to stand any longer. He heard the thud of your butt hitting the ground, though he couldn’t see it, and sunk to his knees beside you.

“Please… don’t hurt me, Hajime…” the words tumbled out of your mouth lazily. You wanted to pass out so badly.

“Hurt you?” He sounded incredulous, almost scoffing. Turning the screen brightness all the way up on his e-handbook, he set it on the ground beside you both for some type of light, as meager as it was, and sat the flashlight beside it. He grabbed your face in his hands, gently shaking you to alertness. He’d heard it wasn’t good to let someone with a concussion fall asleep. “I’d never hurt you.” He stated almost matter-of-factly. “You’re just going through a rough time right now... Don’t talk like that. You know I’d never hurt you. I care about you, a lot.” He adjusted your position so you were sitting up a little straighter.

It pained him to see you this way. This killing game was stealing your luster, your goodness, your spirit. He’d noticed that your smile - a smile he loved so very much - grew smaller and smaller with each trial. Now it’d come to this. You were frightened of even him…

“I’m so scared, Hajime…”

“I know. I know you are.” He spoke with compassion in his voice. “Will you let me help you? Please…?” He waited for your nod of confirmation before continuing. “Come on,” he scooped one arm under your legs and the other under behind your back and stood with you in his arms. “We’re gonna get you the help you need. I know it’s hard, but we are a team. You, me, Chiaki, Sonia, Kazuichi, Fuyuhiko, Akane, we need to do this together. I know it’s hard to trust after all that’s happened, but I’m gonna keep you safe, and we’re gonna survive this, together.”

Kazuichi Soda

Kazuichi sat in front of the busted funhouse elevator, ass nearly numb from sitting in that position for hours. He was squatting before, until his knees began to hurt as well. You sat behind him, handing him tool after tool when he needed it and offering encouragement and advice when you could. Still, he was being testy and very short with you and the two of you had gotten into it several times today already. Nothing big, just a few little spats. You had to keep reminding him that you were only trying to help, but nonetheless he was in a foul mood.

You knew he was truly mad at the situation, not you. His anger was misplaced but it still hurt. You’d all been locked up in the funhouse for days without food and with minimal sleep due to Monokuma’s interference and everyone was on each other’s last nerves. Now the elevator was broken, and the Ultimate Mechanic was expected to be the one to fix it. He’d been at it all day, and with each set back or miniscule perceived failure, he got more and more irritated.

You handed him a wrench you’d gotten from the hidden room beyond the Final Dead Room. All the tools he was currently using were from there as well. Oh yeah, that was another reason he was so pissed off. He’d never admit to it, but the fact that you were smart and brave enough to pass the Final Dead Room’s test unscathed and here he couldn't even fix this measly machine irked him like nothing else. He felt like the word useless might as well have been stamped onto his head. After he let out yet another frustrated groan, stretching out his sore wrist, you sighed and spoke up:

“Hey, Kaz’, it’s okay if you can’t get it done today. Let’s get some rest. We need to conserve energy.” He looked at you as if you’d just called him the biggest loser ever.

“That’s easy for you to say! You’re actually contributing to the group! You don’t have the burden of feeling like a failure on your mind!” He gritted his sharp teeth.

“You are contributing by even trying to fix it!” You retorted, not appreciating his tone or him starting an argument with you yet again today.

“Oh, don’t patronize me! You just don’t get it! Everyone likes you and you’re good at everything you try! I can’t even do what I was literally born to do correctly!” He spat.

“Oh, Kazuichi, give me a break! It is not that deep! Nobody even needs to use the elevator at this very moment!” You shifted your position right next to him, crossing your arms over your chest in a pouting display.

“If you’re not gonna help, then just go away!” He leaned forward toward you, raising the wrench in his hand in exasperation. You jolted backwards, leaning away from him with a fright.

…

Things got really awkward, very fast. The air went dead silent and all anger drained from his face. He lowered the wrench as a blank expression took over, followed by one of slight embarrassment. Did you really think he was gonna hit you with it? A moment passed, and you both looked away from each other, refusing to make eye contact.

“H-hey…” Kazuichi hesitated for a second, then made up his mind. Grabbing your shoulder, he seized you into his chest and held you tightly. His mind flashed back to his years in the family shop, to glimpses of his dad screaming whenever he angered him, even hitting him sometiimes for fucking up on a car. He might have even deserved it - he thought - but you didn’t. For sure, you didn't. He respected but feared his father, and he didn’t want to make anyone feel like that, especially not you. “I would never hit ya like that! Y-you gotta know that, right?!” His voice broke as he fought back tears. “I’m sorry for being an asshole today. This place just fuckin’ sucks you know? I can’t take it anymore!” You felt wetness soak through your shirt on your shoulder though you couldn’t see his face. You returned the hug, pulling him tighter into yourself. You two sat like that for a long while, resigned to give the elevator another try sometime later.

Nekomaru Nidai

You and Nekomaru were kinda… a thing? It was complicated because you were two very different people, but there was a little spark, a mutual crush that was known of and whispered about by the other students. It was weird, because you two flirted with each other, but nothing really ever happened because when he was around, you felt like a flustered mess, a puddle of mush. He was an intimidating, extroverted mountain of a man, and it was easy to become nervous in his presence. It’s like you were touch-starved, head over heels for your handsome classmate and yet the thought of him touching you turned you into an anxious idiot at the same time. You spent a quite lot of time together but there was rarely any touching other than a motivational clap on the back or the slap when you made a good joke, maybe even a very platonic-feeling bear hug as a greeting every once in a while.

In fact, you saw more chemistry between him and Akane, or even him and Hajime, two people he hung out with all the time. Heck, he touched Akane a lot more than he ever touched you. It made you feel a bit jealous, even. You felt silly even admitted this to yourself, as he wasn’t even your boyfriend and could do whatever he pleased, but it was frustrating nonetheless.

You wanted to be mature, to be honest and communicate your feelings with him once and for all because the pining, the unfulfilled feelings were driving you crazy but it had totally blown up in your face. Turns out your relationship with him was a lot more complicated than you originally thought. The talk ended up as a bit of an argument… well, it felt like you were arguing and stumbling over your feelings while he didn’t seem to be upset at all, which made you feel even more overwhelmed. You felt childish, unable to express yourself in a way that didn’t feel humiliating. He always seemed willing to talk something out, but at the same time didn’t really seem to understand how you felt in any other way than on a platonic level. He motivated, talked to, trained, and fixed people for a living, but maybe sports and romance were just too different for this conversation to click in his head. Or maybe… you were reading the signs all wrong. Maybe he didn’t like you back at all. Maybe you and your peers had misinterpreted his fondness for you as flirting, and you decided to accept that. You respectfully asked him to forget about everything you said, and apologized for the confusion and awkwardness, making your swift exit.

~

Sulking, dejected and needing some alone time, you walked along the lengthy bridge that connected Jabberwock Park to the island that housed the supermarket and resort. The sun was in the process of setting, leaving the island nearly dark with last last bits of daylight.

“(Y/N)!” You looked up from your navel-gazing to see a large figure bolting toward you at the speed of light. Nekomaru’s sudden appearance startled you even though you knew the guy to be loud and over the top. At that distance, you may not have been able to tell it was him in this little lighting if he weren’t yelling out your name. You’d recognize the voice from a mile away. As he finally approached, not the least bit out of breath, he began to speak immediately.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” He seemed a bit different, a bit less charged-up than his usual state. It was like a calm state of focus.

“Hey… Nekomaru.” You smiled weakly, still extremely nervous standing in his shadow. You had to tell yourself that you only felt this way because you liked him, and you had to let go of those feelings. “What’s up?” You twiddled your thumbs timidly, eluding the eye contact.

“I wanted to talk to you about earlier. When we chatted… well, I’ve been thinking about it all day. It’s been bothering me! So…” His brow furrowed. It wasn’t often he was speechless. “Uhhh..” he stalled in his deep rumble of a voice. He took a step closer to you, and you took one skittish step back. It felt weird having him in your personal bubble. It bred butterflies in your stomach. You began to shiver. It was partly because of the chill in the evening air, and partly because you dreaded confrontation like this. You feared he would make this more painful and awkward than it already was. Why couldn’t he leave it be? You weren’t his type, you accepted that! You took another self-conscious step back.

“We don’t really need to talk about it. I get how you feel, it’s fi-” a gasp passed through your lips as his massive hand suddenly flew down toward you. You flinched backward just a tad and felt your heel slip off the edge of the bridge. His hand found its desired destination around your waist and he pulled you in snugly to his wide, warm chest.

“W-why did you do that?” You looked up at him, your face pulsating with warmth just underneath the skin. He raised a brow apphrehensively at your reaction.

“You were shaking, so I figured you were cold. Plus, you were about to fall off the bridge. Two birds, one stone! Bet you’re warmin’ up now, huh?” He grinned down at you briefly before the wary expression took over again. “Hey, I know I’m a big dude an’ all, but you don’t need to be afraid of me or anything…” he mumbled and you could feel him speak from your position smashed against his chest. You looked down now, a bit ashamed that you made him feel that way. You didn’t know why he cared what you thought of him, but you could hear the slight hurt in his voice.

“I’m not scared of you, Nekomaru… quite the opposite…”

“Whaddaya mean?” What did he mean what do you mean??? Was he really that clueless? You literally had a whole conversation about this earlier today. Did the meaning of your words fly totally over his head… or were you just not clear enough?

“Nekomaru… I’m not scared I just…” you paused, debating just shutting up then and there, “I just get really nervous around you because… I really like you. Like as more than a friend…”

“You do?” Why did he sound genuinely surprised?

“I told you so earlier…”

“You did?!” He donned a puzzled look, and you looked up at him, incredulous. “No way!”

“I told you how I felt earlier, and you didn’t seem to feel the same so I let it go!”

“See, I told you it’s been bothering me, because I couldn’t for the life of me understand what you were so upset about earlier!” He threw his head back in one of his endearing, hearty laughs. What was that stereotype? Dumb jock?

“I mean, I tried to tell you, without being too forward or blunt. I was afraid you’d reject me…”

“Haha! Next time, why don’t you try to be more straightforward and honest with your feelings? It feels good!” He flexed the arm that held you close, giving you a good squeeze. You felt your cheeks warm up sheepishly.

“Like I said… you make me nervous…” you chuckled diffidently.

“Well, what do you say we try that talk again?” He began to resume the walk across the bridge, with you under his arm. “This time, we both be clear adn honest with each other?” His eyebrow wriggled rather mischeviously. “I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised with the results.”

Twogami / Ultimate Imposter

You’d spent nearly all of what little time you’d been on the island with Byakuya. You were starting to form a little crush on him, and he was rather fond of you as well (not that he’d ever openly admit it) so he allowed it. You of course knew about the Togami family’s power and influence, everyone did, so you found yourself a bit shy around him, but having fun at the same time getting to know him. You were a bit of of a people pleaser, both curious about him and eager to help if he needed it. There were times when you two simply hung out, like two normal people, and sometimes he even seemed to find you as fascinating as you found him. When he found himself asking one too many questions about you, however, he always seemed to reel it in, pulling back like he had some type of wall up.

You were fine with it. You’d just met a few days ago after all, and the friendship… or something more, would form when it formed. You didn’t want to force it. You were already feeling a bit silly and about wanting to connect with the Ultimate Affulent Progeny in the first place. Someone with his wealth and status could probably spend his time with anyone he wanted.

The threat of the start of a potential killing game was putting everyone on edge, even the scion himself, though he carried it better than most. He genuinely looked like someone your class might be able to look to as a leader.

The group had decided to throw a little party later that night, and you offered to help Byakuya tick off and confiscate all weapons or even potential weapons in the old building that would house this party… for some reason. Every loose wooden plank, every butter knife, every pointy object had to go. It felt like he knew something no one else did… but, you happily followed along, helping him with this task. Honestly, though, on the inside, you feared he was being a little too uptight. How would he enjoy the little get together tonight in this state of uneasiness?

In between locking up items he dubbed nefarious and double checking every corner of the building, you two actually got to know each other a little better. After hours of work, he was satisfied. All the while, he seemed to be watching Teruteru and Nagito like a hawk as the two shuffled in and out of the building preparing tonight’s dishes and cleaning respectively. What was Byakuya hiding from you? Why all the suspicion? Did he genuinely think one of your classmates would kill someone tonight? That was just insane to even think about.

Trying to ease his mind, you started up an innocent conversation.

“You shouldn’t worry so much, really! Tonight will be great! I know it. I brought my good luck charm and everything!” Smiling and seeking to distract his tense mind, you brought a little trinket out from your back pocket. In your flattened out hand you displayed a little baby blue pocket knife, barely the size of your palm. “My dad gave it to me when I was really little, and I -”

“What is wrong with you?!” Byakuya’s hand shot out toward you to grab the small blade and you flinched backward, holding your hands up defnesively and dropping it onto the floor in the process. The sudden, angry movement had frightened you, especially coming from a man who knew how to hold an intimidating presence.

The silence then was palpable as it hung in the air, and he, the real him, wanted to apologize, to explain himself and express regret for overreacting. He wanted to say that you’d been a joy to hang out with these past few days and that he’d never raise a hand to you, but Byakuya Togami would never lower himself to say these things… and right now, he was Byakuya Togami. He steeled himself to speak.

“I was merely going to confiscate the blade from you. What a gross overreaction…” He spoke condescendingly. “Do you really think me some animal, some lesser beast who physically assaults people? Don’t insult me so…” He scoffed, plucked the blade from the ground and pocketed it. “I don’t know what kind of men you’ve dealt with, but clearly you’ve been hanging around with the dregs of humanity.” Crossing his arms nonchalantly over his chest, he left you there without another word, satisfied that his facade had remained in tact. Inside, it burned, it hurt to be so cruel to such a sweet person like you. He left to make final preparations for the party tonight and you stayed behind, offering to help Teruteru and Nagito since you were already there. It would take your mind off of the humiliation you just suffered.

~

Early into the next morning, when Monokuma dismissed the survivors of the very first class trial back to their cottages at last, you’d nearly missed it as you crawled onto your bed in a tired, traumatized ball:

A rectangular black box sat on your bedside table. It wasn’t yours, and you were sure your cabin door was locked. How did it even get there?

You opened it cautiously and found the most expensive looking, elegant, and elaborate looking pen in the world within. On one side was the Togami family crest, engraved delicately and masterfully. Tucked under it was a small note. You read it, tears welling up immediately.

A replacement good luck charm - T

Gundham Tanaka

Gundham felt totally secure with you, a feeling he’d never truly felt with anyone else. He’d never state it in plain words, but it was true nonetheless. You’d always been accepting of him and his rather eccentric ways. He didn’t need to feel like an outcast around you. He felt completely seen, understood on a whole new level. He could’ve sworn you cast some sort of spell over him, the way his cheeks and the tips of his ears would feel like they were on fire when you complimented him or held his hand. He nearly burst into flames when you once pecked his cheek with your soft lips after he carried a bunch of stuff back to your cabin for you as a favor.

You two spent nearly every day together. Everyone knew you two were a thing and you didn’t mind the teasing. You had no reason to be ashamed of how you felt about Gundham. He was the kindest soul you’d ever met, it just took a little digging to figure that out. Other than Hajime and Sonia - the only other two who really tried to get to know him - you were the only one who he’d let tend to the Devas. You often held them, fed them, watched them in your cabin when Gundham showered or needed a short break. The hamsters and Gundham himself provided a much needed light for you in the darkness of this killing game. The little things you did with him mattered so much to you. You appreciated every moment when in this place, you could be very much dead the next day. You swam at the pool and went shopping at the supermarket together on the main island, ate at the diner together on the second, hung out at the music venue together on the third, and now, trapped in the funhouse with starvation as the motive, Gundham insisted that you share the sound-proof, luxury room with him.

You’d initially gotten extremely flustered by his request but eventually accepted. Gundham didn’t seem to think twice about it. You supposed he was so naive to romance that he saw nothing wrong with you two sharing a bedroom at all. Maybe he did know, but cared more about your safety than the embarrassment. You knew he’d never do anything without your express permission anyway, so after deliberating, decided it was a non-issue. It was unusual for Monomi not to pop up to protest, however.

~

Days into being trapped in the funhouse, you sat at the small desk in your room feeling like a total asshole. You’d been in an argument with Gundham earlier, one that you’d totally started and knew you were in the wrong for. You rarely ever had a disagreement with him, much less gotten into a full-on fight. It was a bit one-sided however, as you yelled and complained while he just tried to reason with you and ultimately ended up leaving you alone in the room for some space. You regretted it the instant he left, and had made up your mind to apologize the second he returned. You were miserable: starving and dead tired from Monokuma Tai Chi every morning, but that was no excuse for your behavior. Everyone else was hungry and cranky, too, and you’d taken your anger out on Gundham for no reason.

You pulled out the headphones and small MP3 player Hajime gifted you when you hung out a few weeks back and slumped forward on the desk, moping as you put the headphones in and blasted the music as loud as the cheap earbuds would allow. You had to pass the time somehow, and walking around looking for Gundham when he’d eventually come back here to sleep would waste what little energy you had left. There was a small part of your mind that wondered: what if he didn’t come back? Your heart ached. Everyone was starving… someone would have to kill soon to get out of this hopeless situation. You could only hope and pray that the last thing you said to Gundham wouldn’t be that hateful nonsense. You let yourself zone out, head down on the desk and eyes closed lazily. You began to doze off and wouldn’t know how long you were out.

You awoke to the music still blasting in your ears and a tap on your shoulder.

“Hmm?” Groggily you turned to see Gundham behind you. Gripped tightly in his gauze-wrapped hand was a large, sharp knife the length of your forearm. Your eyes widened and you screamed, taken off guard by the frightening sight. “Gundham, please, no!” It was a bit odd that he looked more shocked than you did as you backed away from him, falling off the chair and onto the floor behind it with a thud. Tears began to stream down you face. 

You didn’t think it would end like this, but it was kinda of the perfect location. The room was sound-proof, after all. You just never expected a betrayal this cruel. Maybe you should’ve. After all this time, all of these deaths, it was naive to truly trust anyone on this island. Why did it have to be him though of all people? Maybe he had to do this. After all, the Devas were starving, too, and they meant the world to him. Getting out meant saving them as well.

Tossing the knife onto the bed, he rushed over to you, kneeling to the floor and tearing the earbuds out of your ears.

“What sort of demon has possessed you?!” Confusion coated his visage and the Devas hopped down from their master’s scarf and swarmed you, sensing your distress.

“What do you mean?! You just scared the shit outta me!” Fresh tears sprang forward with your frustration.

“That was never my intention, my beloved…” he shook his head apologetically.

“Well you can’t just pop up out of nowhere with a knife like that, especially in a situation like this! I thought you were about to fucking murder me!” 

“I assumed you knew that I would never do you harm, so I didn’t see an issue with my approach… These other peasants would do well to fear my dark powers, but I thought you knew that my loyalties lie with you, dear one!” He pulled off one of his dramatic gestures. You pulled your knees up into yourself, suddenly feeling very stupid.

He proceeded to explain that while he was gone, he’d decided to take on the Final Dead Room in hopes of finding a route of escape from the funhouse because he couldn’t stand to see you suffer like this for a single day more. Instead, he came upon a cache of weapons of every sort and size, and begged you to keep that fact a secret. Pulling you to your feet, he sat you down on the bed and handed you the knife.

“Since I can not spirit you away from this hell, I have chosen to provide you with the means to defend yourself should I ever fail to. Hide it somewhere that is always accessible to you and no one else. And my darling, I beg of thee,” he pleaded, “cease all usage of that wretched machine!” He pointed to the MP3 player discarded onto the ground. “You must be on your guard at all times in this place, especially if the Devas and I are not there to guard you.” Your bottom lip quivered, heart swelling at his concern for you, even after you screamed at him earlier. You sat the knife down and threw your arms around him, collapsing into his chest. You didn’t deserve him.

“I’m so sorry, Gundham! After I sat here and bitched at you for no reason, you went out and still thought of my safety? I’m so, so sorry!”

“Think nothing of it, dear one…” He mumbled, burying his red face in his scarf.

Teruteru Hanamura

Most of the your other classmates were repulsed or at the very least annoyed by Teruteru’s antics. His behavior: overtly flirty and forward, even to the point of perversion, was a major turn off for most of the people he talked to, but you actually really liked him. You found his one-liners funny, his pick up lines amusing. He was genuinely fun to hang out with, in your opinion. He complimented you a lot, and you would playfully tease and flirt back. He really seemed to enjoy the matching of his energy, and though you’d only known each other for about a week, you spent a lot of time together. He was usually showing you some simple yet delicious recipes and letting you taste test his meals (of course with a lot of innuendos built in) and you would share your interests with him while you cooked together. You noticed, also, that the more time you spent with him, the less time he spent bothering the others. Maybe all he needed was a little positive attention all along.

Tonight, all of your classmates would be attending a party, both to socailize and ensure that nothing could happen because you’d all be in the same place, which would leave too many witnesses, therefore making a killing unlikely. Teruteru of course was excited to do what he did best and provide the meals for the party, but his mood seemed to be like a rollercaster that day. As you spent hours helping him cook, sometimes leaving to take breaks or talk to the others, he seemed to go from flirty to worried, salacious to nervous, confident to angry. His mood seemed to turn foul when Nagito would waltz by the kitchen, passing through as he did his assigned cleaning duties in the party building. You noted this, but it was strange, as you hadn’t known Teruteru to particularly dislike any of your peers… Did he have an issue with Nagito? But Nagito was so chill…

No matter the reason for his mood swings, you took them for what they were and tried to help out by offering an extra hand (which he made a dirty joke about) or changing the subject when he got gloomy. You could only do so much to stabilize his mood, however, and eventually he seemed to just be barking orders or frustrated with you. He was already in a bad mood and you didn’t want to contribute to it. You weren’t a true chef anyway and you were probably just getting in the way, you figured, so you took a big tray of finished dishes and began to make your way out to the dining hall.

Your shoe caught onto a thick chord just outside the kitchen door, just a piece of junk Nagito hadn’t gotten to yet and you tumbled forward, spilling the entire tray onto the floor. You gasped as you hit the floor, your knees stinging with the impact. Teruteru, who witnessed the whole thing, ran over to you with a shriek to make sure you were okay. The melancholy melted away, and checking on you was all that mattered.

“(Y/N)!” Mistaking his tone for anger because of his previously existing foul mood, you were startled by his approach, flinching away, shrinking backwards slightly. You fucked up, you ruined the dishes he spent hours making. He was probably furious with you. He stopped dead in his tracks, shocked by that instinctual response from you. With your reaction, he finally realized how rude he’d been to you all night. It wasn’t your fault Nagito was up to no good, and even knowing what he knew, he shoudn’t have taken his mood out on you. He was pushing away the one person who treated him with such kindness and respect on this island. His mother wouldn’t have been proud of that. “Take my hand.” He extended it to you and helped you to your feet.

“I’m so sorry, Teruteru, your food-!” You began to apologize profusely but he cut you off.

“I can always make more. I enjoy making more. Are you alright? You took quite the spill!” He smiled warmly at you. “I shoudln’t have been so… intense earlier. My apologies.”

“Oh I’m fine! It’s okay. But, about the food… are you sure it’s gonna be okay? Can we really make more in time?” He nodded enthusiastically in response. When you beamed back at him, he felt his inside twist into a knot.

He had to stop Nagito tonight. It was decided. He didn’t know how, or the extent of Nagito’s plans, but he couldn’t let him start the killing game with that knife he’d caught him taping under the the dining hall table earlier that morning.

Because… what if Nagito chose you, as his victim?

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[vrisrezis]

Nagito, kokichi, kiibo, fuyuhiko, rantaro, with an s/o who comes across as very stoic (like kirigiri) but when it comes to physical affection gets really red in the face? Even with friends they just get embarrassed and just aren’t used to it.

Nagito doesn’t mind if you get a bit red! He of course always asks before he can put his filthy hands on you, but he always loves seeing how flustered you get! He comes to the conclusion rather quickly you’re like that with everyone, and that he’s nothing special. Still makes him super happy though. He wonders if you grew up with not getting affection, maybe that’s why you get so embarrassed!

Kokichi will definitely tease you for this, “D’aww you’re blushing! How adorable!!” and he will tease you for it everytime. He does get a little jealous though that you blush when others hug you as well, but he’s good at hiding it! He just thinks it’s so funny how somebody like you can get so embarrassed by stuff like that.

Kiibo is similar, he gets very flustered by physical affection since he does not receive it often. This includes with anyone else, so he doesn’t judge you for being the same way. He usually asks before he can be affectionate with you, and you’re both absolute blushy messes by the end of it.

Fuyuhiko is pretty similar, he gets embarrassed by souda and peko smothering him, and even when hiyoko teasingly pinches his cheeks. He gets it and doesn’t care much? He secretly thinks it’s cute though, since it’s rare to see you give away how you really feel. He always takes it in and stares for a bit.

Rantaro is a smart guy, but even he can almost never be able to read you. So he just really loves it whenever you blush, it’s the one time he knows what you’re feeling and sees you being vulnerable. He thinks it’s really cute how anyone could simply grab your hand or throw an arm around your shoulder and you’re a complete mess. For him, it’s a nice change of pace.

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[nabateaprodigy]

Pain In His Eyes

Series: Danganronpa.

Characters: Fuyuhiko, Nagito, Kazuichi, and Leon.

Genre: Comfort.

Proofread: Yes.

Reader: Gender Neutral.

Note: This is my first time writing about this sort of thing. I hope it hasn't come across as insensitive or something like that.

Fuyuhiko

Fuyuhiko had sat beside you on your bed as he traced the scars on your arm with the tip of his finger. Neither of you had spoken a word to each other. It was a comfortable silence almost as if nothing needed to be said.

You had been with Fuyuhiko for some time now and you knew he was with people particularly you especially you. Fuyuhiko cared for you above all else you mean so much to him and he wants nothing more than to see you happy and safe. So to know you were dealing with pain and this how you were dealing with it.

It saddened and hurt him but that sadness and pain was nothing compared to what you must have been going through. He wasn't the best with his words so he decided to say nothing for now. Instead, he cuddled up to let you know he was there for you.

(Look at you cuddling with one of the most feared men in Japan. What would his subordinates think if they saw him like this?) You cuddled him resting your head on his neck letting out tears you didn't know you were holding back. He soothed you wrapping his arms around you to bring you closer.

You wondered if you should say anything but you decided against it. You were just glad to have Fuyuhiko here with you glad that someone finally knew. You just stayed in his arms as you continued to cry knowing that with him you would be safe.

Nagito

From his appearance, people might see Nagito as very aloof. However, that couldn't be further from the truth as he was a very observant person. For example his S/O there are things he would pick up on about you that others wouldn't.

So even if you were lying to him he wouldn't push it and would wait until you were comfortable to talk with him. Nagito cares about you and is very considerate of your feelings. He would know what and what not to do and you would let him if he overstepped any boundaries.

One of your favorite things is simply being with Nagito knowing that he's right there with you. Whether that be in the comfort of your own home or at the park with him. You always enjoyed going to the park with him having a picnic together or watching the clouds.

Being with you feel at ease and that you can forget the troubles of everyday life. If Nagito is good at topics for conversation but if you didn't pursue them he wouldn't bring them up again after all he isn't a person who pries. Nagito loves hearing your voice even if you're rambling he doesn't care he just loves to hear the sound of your voice.

Hopes and dreams Nagito has heard it all from you and he's happy that you've shared them with him. But as for now, you were lying on the grass looking at the clouds as you spoke to Nagito. Your smile he loved was something so precious to him and he'd do whatever he could to protect you and your smile.

Kazuichi

Kazuichi felt as if something had been different about you as of late. It was summer and you had been wearing bagger clothing for such warm weather. Of course, Kazuichi had known you for a while after all you were his S/O so he knew how you liked to dress yourself.

It's not only your clothing that has changed but your behavior around him and other people. You had become more closed off and quiet. Kazuichi was worried about you and he had asked you if everything was okay but you brushed him off.

He could only watch as you changed and not for the better. Kazuichi just knew something was wrong and that you were in pain. It was hurting him to see you suddenly change like this and not knowing the reason why.

That was until one day Kazuichi walked into your room without knocking and caught you self-harming. For a moment none of you spoke a word to each other as you just stared. "Y-Y/N" Kazuichi spoke in pure shock as if he couldn't believe what he was saying.

The look in his it's something you wished to have never seen from him. After a while, he approached you on the bed hugging you. "Don't worry I'm here for you my princess/prince."

Leon

Leon was worried about you he noticed a change in your behavior as of late. You had become more closed off recently and stopped showing up to classes. He had noticed that your clothing had also changed with you wearing longer shirt sleeves.

He was worried and he wasn't sure what to do or how to approach you about his concerns. So Leon decided to ask some of your friends about you and how you have been recently. He had asked them for help as he and your friends were all very worried.

So for the next while, both Leon and your friends had begun to pay closer attention to you. While not asking what was bothering you directly. You were now in your bedroom and you were sure you were alone now to start doing that again.

However, before you, Leon grabbed the knife out of your hand. "Y/N what are you doing?" Leon asked you in shock as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Why would you do that Y/N?"

Leon put the knife aside and sat on the bed next to you. "B-because I..." You could barely get the words out as tears fell from your eyes. Leon pulled you into a tight hug as you rested your head on his neck.

"I love you Y/N please whatever is bothering talk to me. I love you and I'd never judge you. You shouldn't have to resort to this I'm here for you okay? Please remember that forever and always."

#request #fanfic #fic request #fanfiction #x reader #danganronpa trigger happy havoc #danganronpa 2 goodbye despair #danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa imagines #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #kazuichi souda #nagito komaeda #leon kuwata #comfort #x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #nagito x reader #fuyuhiko x reader #kazuichi x reader #leon x reader #Danganronpa #sdr2 nagito #sdr2 fuyuhiko #sdr2 kazuichi #leon dr1 #tw self h4rm

[defectivevillain]

shortcake

pairing: fuyuhiko x taller male reader

author’s note: my ass is so weak for fuyuhiko... plus after figuring out he’s only 5′1, i realized i would be low-key towering over him and then this happened. 💀 so i will admit that this is very self indulgent. ah well!

You’ll call him “shortcake” or “short stack” and it annoys the fuck out of him. He’s been made fun of for his height more times than he count, yet somehow, it feels different coming from you. Maybe it’s because you’re tall. Maybe... it’s because you’re handsome. He quickly shakes off the thought. No. You’re not handsome. Your messy hair, bright eyes, annoying ass grin... No way. 

Whenever Fuyuhiko crosses paths with you, you’ll just smirk and it drives him crazy. Who do you think you are?! He’s a yakuza boss, not just some stranger. 

Still, he doesn’t let your teasing get to him. Fuyuhiko has more important things to do than think about you, your smug smile, and your intense gaze. He maintains this facade for a bit, yet it seems to crack as time goes on. Surely, that’s the only explanation for Peko’s sudden intervention.

“Do you like him?” Fuyuhiko swears his heart stops at the knowing look in his friend’s eyes. Peko crosses her arms over her chest and raises an eyebrow, inviting him to explain. 

“That dumbass?” The words taste sour in his mouth but he lets them slip from his lips anyway. “Never.”

Peko hums, clearly unconvinced. Fuyuhiko has half of a mind to tell her to drop it. Unfortunately, he knows that asking will only make him look more guilty. Sighing, he walks away from her. 

Fuyuhiko walks without purpose for a while. Before he can quite recognize what he’s doing, he’s standing in front of the diner on the third island. He shoves his hands in his pockets and ambles in, fully intent on brooding in the corner booth. To his surprise, however, there’s someone sitting in the corner booth- you. 

Immediately, he wants to leave. You look up and raise your eyebrows, and Fuyuhiko knows it’s too late for him to make an escape. Sighing, he settles for sitting on one of the bar stools and pretending you don’t exist. It works for about thirty seconds, until you say something. “Hey, shortcake.” 

Fuyuhiko swears he hears his neck crack as he whips his head around to face you. Anger boils hotly in his chest. “Say that again and I’ll rip your tongue out of your mouth.” 

“Shortcake?” You grin. 

That’s the last straw. He reaches for his pocket knife and, quick as lightning, holds it to your neck. If you’re surprised by the sudden turn of events, you don’t express it. You look entirely unaffected, to his irritation. 

“What?” You look down at him. Fuyuhiko desperately wants to kick you in the knees to bring you down to his level. “Going to kill everyone who calls you short?”

“No, just you,” he replies, teasingly bringing the blade closer to your neck. You don’t so much as flinch. For a long moment, the two of you stare at each other. He grits his teeth, waiting for you to flinch. You don't. If anything, your eye contact is turning more intense by the minute. Eventually, Fuyuhiko silently concedes defeat and looks away. 

After that, um, encounter, you somehow manage to pop up everywhere. Fuyuhiko will go to the supermarket, only to find you already in one of the aisles. Whenever he leaves his cottage, he’ll see you leaning against the railing and talking to one of your classmates. It’s beyond frustrating. Peko has been subtly- she thinks it’s subtle, but he notices- leading him away from you whenever she sees you. It’s ironic that Fuyuhiko, a yakuza boss, is avoiding you. He could easily kill you, after all.

You seem to have some degree of awareness about the situation, though. That’s what Fuyuhiko thinks. It’s really the only explanation for the way you keep sneaking up on him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and talking his ear off. For a while, he deals with it. He shoves you away, tunes you out as you rant, pretends not to notice you. It works for a bit. 

Eventually, though, Fuyuhiko loses it. He’s not the patient type, after all. One day, he walks into the diner, craving some alone time, when he sees you sitting at the corner booth- his booth. He storms up to you, grabs your collar and tugs you up, shoving you against the wall at your back. Your eyes widen- the first show of emotion he’s ever seen from you. Fuyuhiko clutches at your shirt collar and, before he quite knows what he’s doing, he kisses you. He has to pull you down to his level, but you don’t seem to mind, as your hands move to grip his waist. 

“You’re still a bastard,” Fuyuhiko says when you break apart, shoving his hands in his pockets. There’s a smile threatening to appear on his face, and he tries his best to smother it. 

“You too,” you grin, patting him on the head and walking away. Fuyuhiko clenches his fists, waits a few seconds, and falls into the corner booth with an exaggerated sigh. The smile on your face sticks in his mind and, for the first time, he doesn’t try to get rid of the thought. 

#fuyuhiko kuzuryu #fuyuhiko x reader #fuyuhiko x male reader #x male reader #x male y/n #x reader #danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x male reader #goodbye despair #MWAHAHAHAHA #YES YES

[elithe31st]

secret admirer

??? x gn!reader

req: me

desc: ??? finds out that reader loves sweets so he gives them to reader every day anonymously. reader is bestfriends with kokichi. non-despair au. tth, dr2 and v3 are all in hopes peak (no. no looking at tags)

you found another small bag filled with those marshmallows you were talking about yesterday. it was badly wrapped, but you appreciated it nonetheless. there wasn't any note on it, it was just...there. on your desk. you put it in your pocket and headed over to where kokichi was.

'(name)! hiii there!' kokichi smiled at you, waving.

'hi kokichi. i keep getting these..sweets that i like on my desk. is it you?' you were eating the marshmallows as you talked, smiling slightly as they tasted REALLY good. like someone drugged them or something.

'...yup!, that was me! how'd you find out so quickly!?' kokichi pouted. you looked confused.

'neeheehee! that was a lie!' kokichi then laughed, putting a finger over his smiling mouth.

this was going to be hard.

'haah, i just wanna know who it is so i can thank 'em.' you sighed, throwing the bag in the trash. kokichi followed you.

'lets ask saihara-chan! he'll get to the bottom of this!' kokichi grabbed your hand, but you stopped him.

'that's...too embarrassing..' you looked away from kokichi. he let go of your hand.

'fine! be like that!' he huffed, crossing his arms.

'h-hey, don't be like that...if i get more sweets tomorrow, ill give you some..' you pat his back and he looked up at you, smiling.

'awwwh, really!? you're so sweet (name)!!' he laughed.

the next day, you found more sweets on your desk. this time, they were mint chocolates. you looked around the room only to see nagito and some kid you didn't know the name of. you mentally face-palmed, wondering why you didn't know his name. he was in the same class as you! you sighed and took the mint chocolates, popping one in your mouth. you searched for kokichi, a few choclates in your hand.

'(naaaaaaame)!!!' kokichi ran up and hugged you.

'k-kokichi..!!' you gasped as some of the air was taken out of you from the force. you laughed a bit and hugged him back. you pulled back and handed him the chocolates, he smiled and put them in his pocket.

'you're the best (name)!' kokichi laughed. you two walked outside, away from everyone else. you two sat down on the grass and talked, laughed and joked around. suddenly, kokichi turned to you.

'hey, (name)?' kokichi crawled towards you.

'yes..?' your head backed up a bit as kokichi's face got closer and closer to yours.

'guess what, (name)?'

'what..?'

kokichi smiled slyly and threw back his head from yours. his hands were on your knees and they stayed there.

'nishishi! i forgot!' he stuck his tounge out. your face was bright red. kokichi crept up to your ear and cupped his hands around it.

'well...i didn't exactly forget...' he whispered, 'i just felt someone watching us, is all..i thought that if they were spying, we might as well give them a show. nishishi~' he backed away, sliding down the side of your body.

'ah..' you looked down and fiddled with your thumbs, face still bright red.

you walked into class, finding another bag of sweets on your desk.

'again..?' you sighed, looking for a note, or something to show who was giving you these.

'is something troubling you, (name)?' nagito walked up to your desk, looking at the gummy candy.

'ah, no. it's just that someone keeps..giving me sweets. and im thankful for them! i just, wanna know who's giving them to me.' you smiled at nagito, and he smiled back.

'hm..i believe--' nagito kept speaking, but you couldn't hear him over students flooding the classroom.

'ah, better sit down before miss chisa gets mad!' nagito laughed as he returned to his seat.

after class, kokichi rushed over to you.

'hiii (name)!! got any clues on that secret admirer yet?' kokichi questioned.

'hmm, no. but, i did get some more sweets.' you pulled out the bag and threw it to him. he caught it and his eyes lit up, but not for long as he bumped into someone, causing the bag to drop.

'hey- what are you doing with those!?' the guy who bumped into kokichi asked, rather harshly.

'why do you need to know, dragon? im sure ryoma won't be too happy if i tell him your actual ultimate, you--' kokichi threatened. you recognized him as the guy from your class. kokichi got caught off before he could finish his sentence, the boy handing him the sweets and walking away angrily.

'that was weird...who was that anyway?' you looked as the guy stomped away, but kokichi dragged your attention towards him again as he grabbed your tie.

'neeheehee! that's no one you need to worry about, sweet.~' kokichi put a finger under his chin mischievously. you heard squeaking shoes turn towards you.

'kokichi, ill start calling you by your last name again if you do--' you were cut off by kokichi letting go of your tie and spewing his crocodile tears.

'n-nooo! im- sniff im so~horryyyy!!!!!~' kokichi cried and latched onto you. you heard a loud grumbling sound as you two walked away to your usual spot.

'kokichi! kokichi!' you ran up to him, waving a paper in your hand.

'(name)! is that a love note for me!? neeheehee!!' kokichi laughed, looking at the paper.

'no, but the person who keeps giving me candy wrote me a note! it says to meet them at the roof after school!' you handed kokichi the note, and he read it.

'ooh!, well i hope you get pushed off the roof.' kokichi said, a shadow covering his face. you punched his arm.

'shuddup! and if i do get pushed off the roof it's my fault for being stupid, anyways! im gonna get myself some cake from the cafeteria, want some?' you asked, placing an arm around kokichis shoulders. his face lit up.

'do i!?!' he broke out of your arm and raced you to the cafeteria.

,finally! i can see who's giving me these sweets.' you smiled to yourself as you walked up to the roof, seeing the kid who's name you didn't know.

'hey, y-you're actually here..' he said, rubbing the back of his head.

'of course im here. listen, i just really-' you were cut off.

'no. you, listen to me.' he started. 'my name is fuyuhiko kuzuryuu, ultimate yakuza. got that? im the one giving you all these sweets because....because im- am i really saying this..!? -im a scared little bitch who can't even confess to his crush.' he looked down, his face red.

'o-oh!' you smiled, walking up to him.

'you know, i don't really know you. but im sure if we become friends first, ill date you if kokichi deems you worthy.' you laughed.

'...what?' he said, deadpanning.

'yahaha! im joking, im joking. but, why don't we start with being friends, hm? how does that sound?' you put your hand in his, smiling as he grew even redder.

'uh- yeah, sure, fuck. i don't even know why i confessed to you you don't even know me and-' you cut him off by kissing him on the hand.

'well, it's getting late, and i need to be doing that ultimate talent project, so see you tomorrow, friend.'

you left the roof, leaving kuzuryuu alone with his thoughts.

'oh my god, they're even better..'

#danganronpa x male reader #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa #secret #secret admirer #danganronpa x gn reader #spoilers #ahead #spoiler ahead #kokichi x gn reader #kokichi x male reader #kokichi x reader #kokichi ouma #kokichi #drv3 kokichi #kokichi x y/n #danganronpa kokichi #fuyuhiko x male reader #fuyuhiko x reader #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #fuyuhiko #sdr2 fuyuhiko #danganronpa fuyuhiko

[writer-komaru]

I LOVE UR WORK OMGG U INSPIRE ME 😭❤️❤️ hajime , nagito and fuyu with fem s/o dealing with a panic attack? totally okay if u don't feel comfortable babes:)

I-I-inspire you?! Woah, this is quite the honor! I feel so… well, honored that my work has inspired you! Thank you so much! And babes? ;) oh ho ho, that’s quite the nick name~ what should I call you then? Hmm… how about I call you sweetie~

(Fem/Afab reader hinted in Nagito’s section!!)

Would definitely be the kind of guy to be totally oblivious at first, it’s almost comitic

For instance, as you two would be making your way down the street to get lunch at a local restaurant, you were feeling more and more anxious. You didn’t know why, it was just a restaurant, after all, but still. The feeling felt like a blanket of dread was wieghing down on you, making it harder and harder to breath.

Your pace slowed, body shaking as you held your arms close to your chest, eyes darting around very second.

Hajime looked back at you and tilted his head.

“Is everything alright? You look a bit… pale.”

“I-I think… I’m having a panic attack…”

You held your head, your thoughts moving so hard it felt like you were going to explode.

And now realizing what was happening, Hajime starts panicking. He can’t help it, okay? He just doesn’t know what to do!

“I-I, uh, do you need a hug? Do you… um, oh, what to do, what to do!!”

He would honestly really appreciate it if you told him what you need. But, if your not in the right headspace to think or if you can’t talk while panicking, he’ll try his best.

He’ll say…

“It okay, nothing can hurt you here. Everything’s okay. We can go back to my house if you want? Uh, is that weird? I-I’m sorry, we can go to your place if you want.”

You slowly nod in response, pressing yourself against him, causing him to let out a small gasp in response. You could feel his body tense at the touch. He cleared his throat and asked…

“So…. Uh, your place or my place?”

“Yours…”

Your voice was barely a whisper, but loud enough for Hajime to hear it.

“Okay, then. It’s not too far from here. Are you… able to walk?”

You only squeezed him tighter in response, the feelings of anxiety rushing back to you at the mention of moving.

“Ack! T-that’s… too tight..” Hajime’s voice sounded strained and caught in his throat. “I-if you can’t move right now, then we can wait here a bit… just, please let me breath…” he looked down sympathetically at you as you nuzzled your face against his chest. He paused for a minute before saying…

“Don’t worry, I’m here for you. Always will.”

Would have a small internal panic attack, scared that his luck finally ran out, before shaking his head to dislodge his thoughts and hurrying to your side to see what he could do.

For example, when you two were cuddling out at his house while you both read a book together, the sentence one of the characters said brought back some…. Unwanted memories. The stinging feelings in your heart seemed to only escalate as you continued reading. Nagito looked over at you curiously. You heart seemed to be beating a lot faster the normal and you had a weird look in your eyes.

“Is everything alright, my hope? You seem a bit off.”

Realizing what he said, he chuckled.

“Ah, forgive me for being to bold, it’s probably none of my business. But… if something is wrong, you have to tell me, okay?”

“Nothing’s wrong, I just… I just have to use the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

Nagito nodded in response, his eyes locked onto yours as you left. Nagito immediately closed the book and opened his phone to check one of the apps he downloaded. He used the app to keep track of your period, and according to it, I shouldn’t be happening until a week or two. So… what could have gotten you so fearful?

Meanwhile, you quickly closed the bathroom door behind you, leaning over the sink to stare back at yourself in the mirror. You wrapped your arms around your body tightly, feeling your breathing begin to quicken. Oh no oh no oh no, why’d ones this have to be happening now?!

You flinched as you heard a knock on the door.

“I know something is wrong, so please can I come in?”

In response to the voice you fell to the ground and inched away from the door, tucking your head in your arms.

“G-Go away! Please, don’t see me like this!”

If Nagito wasn’t worried before, he sure as hell was now. Ignoring what you said, he opened the door and gasped slightly at the slight of your crumpled, sobbing body on the ground.

“My… hope…?”

He quickly rushes to your side, pulling you into his arms. Your body tensed at the feeling of being enveloped in his arms.

“I’m here, my beloved, I’m here for you always. Now, can you match my breathing for a couple seconds?”

You nodded against his shoulder.

After breathing slowly in and out for a few seconds, and with the feeling of Nagito slowly petting your hair, you felt yourself beginning to calm back down.

“There, that’s better. You did amazing, so amazing. But… please, I know it’s none of my business, but what caused you to react like this. Did I do something? If so, you can punish me a harshly as you’d like.”

“It’s… it’s a long story… it doesn’t matter now though, it’s no big deal.”

“It if wasn’t a big deal, then it wouldn’t be affecting you like this. But, you can tell me whenever you feel ready, right now I just want to do everything I can to make you feel better.”

Nagito paused for a second.

“Why not i give you a nice, warm bath, and after that we can watch your favorite movie and eat some ice cream?”

Your eyes lit up at the suggestion.

“Mhm… please.”

Would panic, just like The other two boys up here, but would seem a lot angrier for some reason. He also would kinda need to be told what you wanted to do whenever you were having a panic attack. Would probably put a hit on anyone who even looked at you while he tried to think of ways to calm you down.

For example, Fuyuhiko was waiting for you to return home from work while on the phone with one of his underlings, when suddenly he heard the door open. He quickly sis she had to leave and hung up, immediately walking towards you.

“What took you so long? Had me waiting foreve-“

He cut himself off when you saw a distant look in your eyes. You body also seemed to be… trembling?

“… are you okay?“

All you could do was continue to space out, the feelings slowly clouding your mind, chasing your o begin to sob.

“The fuck?! Did something fucking happen?!”

He immediately ran up to you and tried to lift up your chin to get a clear look into your eyes. He felt his heart drop at the look of pure fear he was met with and the slightest outline of a bruise on your cheek.

You yelped as his expression instantly went dark and borderline blood thirsty.

He pulled you close to his body, leaning his head close to your ear? Lowering his vice to a low whisper as to not make you more scared then you were right now.

“Tell me. Who did this to you? What stupid piece of disgusting horse shit dared lay their hands on you? Just give me a name and I’ll solve everything for you. I’ll make sure their lives and their families lives are completely destroyed for touching my beautiful partner’s face. “

After a couple sniffles, you eventually told him the names of the people who jumped you on the streets and threatened you that they would kill Fuyuhiko if you tried to fight back. You were luck to be able to run away before it actually got messy, but you still had a couple bruises. You were too nervous to tell him because you were scared they would actually try to kill him.

He only chuckled, a low and slightly psychotic chuckle.

“Baby, you know who I am, right? I’m literally the heir to the Yakusa clan, if anyone should be scared, it’s those lowlifes. Aghh… they will pay for this.”

You gasped as you felt his grip around you tighten, the rage practically radiating off of his body. Even though you were still nervous for Fuyuhiko, you always knew that he would go down without a fight.

And a fight there would be.

Later that night, while you were nestled down on the couch, Fuyuhiko in the kitchen ‘taking a call’ the news suddenly switched on.

“Now live, we just got in a couple reports of three men in their 30’s to 40’s have now been reported missing. The police has been sent to their homes, but no pet her info has come out yet. Stay tuned as we investigate this sudden abduction.”

#drv2 hajime #Hajime #hajime x y/n #hajime x reader #hajime hinata #hajime hinata x reader #Nagito #drv2 nagito #nagito x y/n #nagito x reader #nagito komaeda #nagito komaeda x reader #Fuyuhiko #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #fuyuhiko x reader #fuyuhiko kuzuryu x reader #drv2 goodbye despair #danganronpa x y/n #danganronpa #Danganronpa v2

[danganronpa-atn]

OUT OF CONTEXT ULTRACIDE CONVOS (FANMADE)

Legend: PCC = Player's Current Character Y/N = Your Name (Could be yourself, or an OC) FTE = Free Time Events (Ultracide) SCL = Simulated Class Trial

FTE Miu Iruma: "I just need to be fucked by something other than my life." Ryoma Hoshi (PCC): "Same, to be honest."

FTE Hifumi Yamada (PCC): "Your opinion of anime is trash." Celestia Ludenberg: "I do not care. Instead of unboxing anime figurines," Celestia Ludenberg: "How about you unbox some bitches?"

SCL [The SCL is the same as the Chapter 1 trial, except Nagito's the culprit] Teruteru Hanamura: "You’re saying they snuck under the floorboards, but that means they would’ve had to leave the party, right?" Teruteru Hanamura: "So was there anyone able to do that?" Hiyoko Saionji: "Then whoever wasn’t at the party is the killer. They must be the one who was waiting under the floorboards." Nagito Komaeda (PCC): "Ayo, Hajime's kinda sus, not gonna lie." [entire class goes silent] Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu: "Sus? SUS?!" Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu: "You could've used any fuckin' word to convey that Hajime might be the culprit," Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu: "BUT YOU FUCKIN' WENT FOR THE WORD 'SUS'?!"

FTE Chiaki Nanami: "So, what kinda games do you play?" Y/N, jokingly: "Hentai games." Chiaki Nanami: "I see. I bet they make you pretty horny." Y/N, internally: "How the fuck does she know?"

#danganronpa #incorrect quotes #trigger happy havoc #goodbye despair #killing harmony #source: original #simulated class trial #free time events (ultracide) #ultracide #miu iruma #ryoma hoshi #hifumi yamada #celestia ludenberg #teruteru hanamura #hiyoko saionji #nagito komaeda #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #chiaki nanami #chiaki x reader #y/n insert

[biggestxsimps]

Protective Fuyuhiko Headcanons

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu x Male Reader

A/N: This fic was requested over on our Wattpad, we hope it's alright! Sorry for it's delayed arrival, Owner 2 had something come up and it took a little longer to finish. Sorry it's so short btw, we kind of struggled with this idea.

- Fuyuhiko always puts you first.

- Meaning he would literally drop everything for you.

- He makes sure the coast is clear whenever you’re around.

- He makes sure to always protect you when he's around.

- But If he's not around, he would order Peko to remain by your side.

- If you were ever in distress, he would be there within minutes.

- Makes sure you know he’s there for you, that you’re safe as long as you’re with him.

- “Are you okay Y/N? What did that bastard do to you?”

- “I’ll protect you, with my life.”

- ”If anyone tries to start anything, you come straight to me. Got it?”

- “Jesus Y/N! What are you doing? You could of almost gotten yourself fucking killed!”

- ”You know I’d do anything to keep you safe, anything.”

- Won’t let anyone harm you, but if they manage to, they’d be as good as dead.

- “What did you do to him, you asshole!”

- ”Lay another finger on him, and you’re fucking dead.”

- He walks with you to and from your cabin, the beach, the other islands.

- Pretty much anywhere.

- He knows you’re probably capable enough to keep yourself safe.

- But he really can’t lose you, so he doesn’t want to take ANY risks.

- If you’re spending the day in your room, he’ll be sure to come check up on you every couple of hours.

- Always lets you know where he’ll be, just in case you need to find him.

- “I’ll be right next door, just call out if you need me.”

- “I’m heading to the beach, I should be back by 6.”

- “Hajime and I are going to check out the new island, make your way to us if something happens.”

- If he’s unable to keep eyes on you, he makes sure there’s someone around you that he trusts, someone like Hajime, Sonia or Akane.

- The only three he’s sure won’t harm you.

A/N: We just wanna say thank you guys so much for the support we've been getting, we really appreciate it!

Masterlist

- Written by Owner 1 & Owner 2

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[frickingnerd]

fuyuhiko kuzuryu falling for the rival gang leader's daughter

pairing: fuyuhiko kuzuryu x fem!reader

tags: forbidden love, angst, secret relationship

your father had always kept you out of any gang related business, so barely anyone from his gang knew your face, nor did any rival gangs knew anything about you

so when you ran into fuyuhiko one day, none of you knew who the other one really was

you were just a pretty girl he bumped into and who he exchanged phone numbers with

it wasn't until a few weeks later, that your father wanted to know who that boy was you were talking with on the phone

when he heard fuyuhiko's voice, he immediately ended the phone call

but by then, fuyuhiko had heard his voice as well and realized what was going on

of course, your father took away your phone, deleted the boys number and forbid you from ever speaking a word to him again

but you still weren't willing to give up

with no other way to contact fuyuhiko, you returned to the place you first met him

you tried again the next day. and the day after that. and eventually, a few days later, you two crossed paths there

you explained what happened to fuyuhiko, that your father didn't want you to see him anymore

but that despite that, you wanted to keep seeing him. you didn't care about what your father said, you actually liked him! 

fuyuhiko felt the same way. it was risky to keep seeing you, but he really liked you. he could imagine a future with you. one where he's able to end the unnecessary violence between your families

you two planned to keep meeting up, a different spot each week so nobody would find out about the two of you...

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