hai!!! could I req a naegi x togami noncon 1shot pls? 🍬
Yes!! Sorry it took a while! It's a bit longer than what I'd consider a oneshot but hopefully that's okay:) Thank you for the request! Nom om🍬
Note: Since there wasn't a specific role assigned to each I'm gonna write the obvious, being top Byakuya and bottom Makoto. Also I'm going to refer to them by their first names since I'm used to writing them that way. Also I'm gonna be using she/her pronouns for Chihiro since this is taken place before the class trial. Not really important but thought I'd add that.
Content Warning⚠️: Non-con, rape, sexual assault.
Neagami Non Con (Danganronpa 1 chapter 2 spoilers!!!)
Makoto was in the girls locker room, investigating the 2nd case of the killing game. As he was examining for any more clues aside from the obvious, the rope that was holding her up caught his eyes. Right before he could get a closer look at it, he felt a hand at his shoulder. He jumped with a squeal and he turned around to see who it was. "Oh.. it's just you.." Makoto greets with a shiver.
"But of course.. the presence of someone like me should always cause surprise from a commoner such as yourself.." the Ultimate Affluent Progeny chuckles with his arms crossed, seemingly amused with Makoto's reaction, "Do you have a second Makoto? I am in need of assistance in this investigation and you seem to be.. reliable for the time being.."
Wow Makoto thought. His friend asked him for help and called him useful somehow in the most rudest way, only Byakuya could hold. He brushed his rudeness aside, it wouldn't have been the first time so why should it matter. "Oh.. do you need my help with something?" He asks, tilting his head, curious about his inquiry.
"Since the last investigation, I've taken notice of your knowledge in paving the way to lead to Syakya's murderer.. feel free to embarace in my specialty.." he says with an arrogant smile plastered in his face. "Please meet me in the Archive in the Library on the second floor. Time is limited on my hands."
Makoto looked at him with a surprised yet offended face. He second that last thought he just had. Was this really the best he could honestly do? Yeah he's rich and all but there hasn't been an instance where he couldn't boast about for his own ego. In all honesty, Makoto probably needed Byakuya more than Byakuya needed him. He already would appreciate the company, but he was always admittedly forceful about the whole thing.
Makoto walked up the stairs to the second floor. He made his way to the double doors and pushes them open. He looked around the dark and moody room and saw the tall blonde. "Oh hey.. why couldn't we walk together?" Makoto asks looking up at him. An audible chuckle was heard from the heir. "You're so small Makoto.. how short are you?" He asks. The boys eyelids drop halfway, he couldn't argue he was right, every time he needed to talk to him he had to directly look up at him, it was almost a workout talking to the man, as if it wasn't already a whole chore to begin with.
"I'm only 5'3.." he says looking down at his hands, playing with his fingers. Even though he was always annoyed with Byakuya's heartless antics, this was till better than having to investigate the lifeless corpse of his friend. "Only? Hmph.. you humor me Makoto," he snickers, "I suppose this is why I can tolerate your existence.." He was met with another look from his smaller classmate.
"Thanks.. Byakuya.." he says gritting his teeth and a face that could only be described as about to throw a table with a cinnamon roll cute face. Maybe that was why the blonde wasn't at all intimidated by him. That or Byakuya just liked to see his face every time he took a shot at him.
"Now then.. let us proceed in the Archive, I believe there will be useful information that could be useful to this case." He says opening the door and waking in before Makoto. The brunette follows in and was greeted with a dusty and even more moodier room than the library.
"Woah! There's so many more books here," Makoto announces surprised, ".. are those files over there?" He asks pointing to the box containing folders with special stamps and reflective material embedded on each folder.
"Go ahead and take a look around.. there's a lot of interesting stuff in here.. most of this room is dedicated to classified documents and important articles not meant for the general public," Byakuya informs the smaller boy whole looking around at some other files at his side of the room, "I would exercise some caution if I were a peasant.. this is a quick way to make some enemies by simply peeking at those.." Byakuya warns, flipping through some books and skimming through the spines of the books on the shelves.
"W-what?! Really?! But how was Monokuma able to get all these files?! Is he apart of the government?!" Makoto asks in a panic, closing one of the flies he was just about to read. "Heh.. I wondered the same thing.. I suppose whoever is in control of that little bear has some connections.. I have a room like this back at home.. much bigger than this.. well kept too.." he brags, having an audible arrogant smile kept in his voice.
"Huh?! Look I know you're rich and all but I don't think they just hand those out to anyone with some money.." Makoto says, reading through the spines on the books, not exactly sure what he's looking for but simply doing what the heir had commanded him to do.
Another giggle was heard Byakuya once again. "Oh Makoto.. you know nothing of many things.. I should promote you to my personal jester.. I haven't had a laugh quite like this in a while.." Makoto heard a couple of footsteps get louder in his direction. "What are you reading Makoto?" He whispers, hovering over the brunette. "Huh?" He asks and turns around, or he tried to.
The tall blonde wrapped one hand around his waist, holding him tight and the other over his mouth. "Shush now.. you'll make my stomach hurt.." he huffs in Makoto's ear. He then pushes down Makoto to the floor and pins him down with one hand, restricting most of his movement. Makoto heart was beating quickly, panicking and wondering what had caused his Byakuya's whole demeanor to flip. He fiddles with Makoto's zipper and pulls down his pants, bit without a struggle since the brunette started moving his hips up and down, trying to stop the creep from getting into his pants. He palms Makoto, trying to stimulate him to 'prep' him for what's to come next, getting a whimper from poor Makoto.
"Oh Makoto... are you even trying to escape? You're not even screaming.. but don't even think of trying anything either you peasant.." he says in a husky voice, teasing his member under the thin fabric. He trickles his fingers over the stretchy fabric of Makoto's boxers. His erection grows bit by bit, feeling his teasing. Makoto hated this feeling. He felt so violated and wanted out but he didn't know why he was silent, his throat felt like it was being closed off by some force, he might as well be suffocating in place right now.
When he could finally get the stamina to try to move and kick around, Byakuya's hands were already creeping inside his boxers, rubbing at the special member he wanted. And then Makoto's shaft out, it was hard and he was already dripping with his natural lubricant. He then felt the blonde's hand begin to pump him. As much as Makoto wanted out he couldn't help but whimper. He was scared of his so called friend now that he was assaulting him and he believed all those arrogant comments he made about not crossing paths with him, the consequences sounded real to him and not just empty threats now that he was in such a helpless position.
After a few seconds of torture and heaven, Makoto felt soft lips around his tip. He began to whimper more and tears began to fall down his cheeks. Byakuya looked up at the boy and groaned, feeling a little bad, he knew Makoto was Innocent looking on the outside, but he also knew he must've had some sort of other side to him hiding behind that clean demoner. He was quickly taken out of his mental gymnastics when he felt Makoto's body go limp right after just vibrating, resisting to give up until he inevitably did. He continued to sob on place as his dick felt too many stimulating feelings he couldn't process,the soft walls, the warm and wet tight space of his throat, it was too much, so all he could do was just wsir it all out as he sobbed quietly on the floor.
Byakuya appreciated his compliance and submissiveness, he may as well touched himself too just to get him going as well. While he was enjoying himself, licking his length, feeling every last drop of sweat, cum, and even the small veins coursing within, beating quickly, he was getting annoyed of his soft yelping. Yes he did enjoy Makoto's misery a ton, but he just wouldn't shut up. He scooted up, as he did he unzipped his own fly and grind himself onto Makoto's stomach. He leaned his face towards his and began to kiss him to quiet him down. It wasn't that he was being too loud, hell everyone was already investigating in a completely different area. And Makoto's whimpers was no more above a whisper, but man did the blonde really want to feel every bit of him. There, he could feel the faint vibrating whimpers though his soft yet chapped lips.
Makoto's body stiffened at the sudden action, but he soon began to relax in the kiss, seeing as how this was the only intimate form of contact throughout this entire thing. Byakuya went slow and steady for the kiss, not forcful or going too fast or he'd get the opposite effect. Instead of expecting silence, he herd a quiet moan or hum from the boy, he couldn't tell apart but he didn't mind. Makoto didn't exactly kiss back but just let it happen. Tears still slipped through the cracks between his closed eyelids but he could only do so much to calm himself down, he struggled less and his annoying pleads stopped.
A couple of minutes after, Byakuya leaned up away from the kiss, looking down at Makoto only to realize he feel asleep through the kiss. How could he already sleep right after being assaulted to aggressively? The kids was admittedly soft but he also adapted soon, almost too soon. Byakuya was about to get up but a thought came to mind. He leaned down and tugged tightly at Makoto's hair, hearing an audible voice of discomfort. "Dare to tell anyone and I'll make sure your throat gets sore.." he whispers into his ear. He gets up and leaves a sleeping Makoto in the closet, his fly still down and exposed, still hard and wet with precum and full of Byakuya's saliva and dried up tear trails down his face.
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(Omegaverse) So what would be some of the couples reaction (more specifically Tenmiko, Soudam, Sonkiri, Neagami, Saimoto, And Komahina) be if there child asked them how baby’s are made?
Tenmiko:
Probably very embarrassed. Tenko probably wouldn’t want their precious child to know about this “dirty” stuff, especially when it involves boys, while Himiko is just generally shy about talking about the topic
Soudam:
I do headcanon that their children get taught quite early about how babies are made, due to the fact that Gundham is an animal breeder and probably explained to his child how this worked. It would be quite a normal talk
Songiri:
Again a quite normal talk without any embarrassment or talking around the bush. They would calmly explain everything to their child and let them ask what they want
Naegami:
On Makoto’s side a bit of shyness and mild embarrassment, but he would try his best at explaining it. Byakuya however shows only mild embarrassment at the topic but explains everything professionally
Saimota:
A lot of shyness from them both when asked. Kaito however makes it even more awkward for them all by having a very awful talk and coming up with the most wildest stories. In the end Shuichi has to take over who is a bit bashful but at least honest
Komahina:
Nagito would by bashful about it, but way too informative about the topic, that Hajime has to take over. All in all a normal talk in the end, but very embarassing for everyone
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Hello everyone! i am Mod Chiaki, i used to be apart of @/crappy-danganronpa-imagines but i accidentally got logged out n stuff and couldn’t get back in, so i made this blog with my friend!
Stuff i will do:
Fluff
NSFW (selective cause haha anxiety said so)
Character x Reader
Character x Character (if i know the ship well enough)
Stuff i will not do:
Anything for TeruTeru, Hifumi, or Korekiyo
gross...stuff.. you know what i mean
Angst
Neagami
Irumatsu
anything with bl00d or g0r3
self harm stuff
character death
My Whitelist:
Shuichi Saihara
Chiaki Nanami
Fluff
Thank you!!
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Prompt 11 with Neagiri or Neagami? That prompt works too well with both ships for me atleast
“Kyoko, please?” Makoto whined. He had been asking her to cuddle for god who knows how long, and he was becoming impatient.
“No, Makoto. I’m busy.” Kyoko sat at her desk, tapping her pencil on her chin in thought.
“Pretty please?”
“I crave your affection, but I crave your silence even more– shut up.”
Makoto sat up, pouting.
“You’re no fun...”
“What was that?” She turned to face him.
“You heard me!” Makoto said teasingly, sticking his tongue out at her.
Kyoko sat up from her desk and glided over to Makoto, and began tickling him relentlessly.
“A-Ah! Kyohohokohoho nahahaha! Stohohop!” Makoto begged.
“Why should I? I recall you wanting my attention.” Kyoko stated coolly, her hands migrating upwards to scratch at his ribs. Makoto squealed.
“OKAHAHAHAY I’M SOHOHOREEHEE!”
Kyoko stopped tickling him and went back to her desk.
“Meanie...” Makoto crossed his arms, laying back down. Despite his pouting, a faint smile still remained on his face, and he lay there contentedly.
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