#I forgot how to draw this idiot :D but I had the fic almost finished sitting for a while so... might as well doodle something

[neorukixart]

Thanks to my fic "Entangled" reaching over 200 kudos and 5000 hits, decided to rewrite it in hopes I could make it better~

Will try to release one chapter every sunday but don't expect weekly doodles to promo :D bless CSP assests~

For being the first week, I'm releasing two chapters~

Read at AO3 the new version of Entangled: "Entangled Re:told"!

[theultimatefanficwriter]

12 Days of Danganronpa; Day 1: Yasuhiro Hagakure x Reader

It was almost Christmas day, and Yasuhiro was panicking. 

You and the clairvoyant had been dating for almost a full year now, and this would be your first Christmas together. To make matters more stressful, you had asked Hiro if he would be alright with having Christmas dinner at your parents’ place to meet your parents. He of course had said yes, but as the day approached, he was freaking out more and more.

What if your parents didn’t like him? What if they wanted you to break up with him and get with someone more successful and less....Yasuhiro? He knew he wasn’t the most...ideal partner. He wasn’t smart like Kyoko. He wasn’t wealthy like Byakuya. He wasn’t even as charming as Makoto. You could do so much better than him!

With these thoughts plaguing his mind, he began convincing himself the meeting would be a disaster, and you would finally leave him. So here he was, in his room with all of his fortune telling tools strewn onto his bed. He had to know just how bad the dinner would go. He had just finished a tarot drawing, and as he looked across at the cards his stomach dropped. 

Five cards laid on his bed; the Lovers, the Ten of Cups, the Eight and Nine of Swords, and the Two of Cups Reversed.

“Oh man, it’s just like I thought!” Hiro exclaimed. He picked up the Reversed Two of Cups. “She’s totally gonna break up with me!” The clairvoyant bit his lip. “She’s...she’s gonna break up with me...” Without a second thought, Hiro placed the card back down and began rushing out of his room and towards Leon’s.

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“So lemme get this straight...” Leon Kuwata began, leaning back onto his bed as Hiro stood anxiously in his room. “You’re nervous about meeting Y/N’s parents, so you read your future, and because you got upside down cups, you think she’s gonna break up with you?”

“Yes!” Hiro confirmed as he began pacing in the middle of his best friend’s room. “The Two of Cups Reversed is about the ending of relationships! That means Y/N’s parents are gonna hate me, and she’s gonna break up with me!”

The baseball star looked skeptical. “But are you sure? You know you don’t have the most....reliable time with future predictions.”

“30% is way above average!” The distressed man defended himself.

The redhead held his hands up. “Alright, alright, if you say so!” He gave Hiro a small smile. “Why don’t you just talk with Y/N about your worries? Just let her know you’re worried about messing it up and making a bad impression.”

Hiro pulled at his hair and shook his head. “I can’t, Leon! If Y/N knows I’m not prepared to meet her parents, what if that’s what makes her break up with me?!”

“I really don’t think-”

“And even if I do talk to her!” Yasuhiro continued, interrupting Leon. “What help will that do?! I know she’s gonna break up with me!” The future teller’s eyes widened. “What if she’s already planning on breaking up with me?! What if she’s finally grown tired of me and is gonna dump me? A-and what if when I talk to her, she’s like ‘Oh, actually, I was thinking we should take a break for a while now.’ and then I’m completely alone again!” Hiro’s eyes darted frantically around the redhead’s room. “W-what if-”

“Hiro!” Leon called his friend’s name loudly and jumped up, placing his hands firmly on Hiro’s shoulders. “Breathe. Calm down, dude. Do you really think Y/N would invite you to meet her parents if she was planning on dumping you?”

The clairvoyant blinked before scratching at his chin. “Well...no, probably not...”

“And is Y/N really the type to be heartless and break up with you for virtually no reason?” The ginger continued.

Hiro paused for a moment before looking to the side and rubbing the back of his neck. “...No. She’s not. She’s one of the nicest people I know.”

“Exactly.” Leon grinned and released Hiro’s shoulders in favor of patting his best friend on the back. “You’re freaking out over nothing, bro. I’m telling you, just talk to her and explain your worries. She’ll understand.”

Hiro looked like he wanted to argue, but only sighed. “Alright. Yeah, I guess you’re right.” He smiled gratefully at the baseball star. “Thanks, Leon. I...guess I’ll go talk to Y/N about it now.”

Leon nodded as Hiro turned to leave his room. “Sounds good, bro. See ya later!” 

The two waved goodbye to each other as the older man left and closed the door behind him. He looked over to your room, and he looked worried once again. “What Leon said made sense, but still...I got that card for a reason, I just know it!” The clairvoyant ran his hand through his hair and sighed as he continued to your door. Hesitantly, he raised his hand and rang your doorbell.

It only took a few minutes for you to open the door. When you saw Hiro there, you smiled wide. “Hey, babe!” You greeted him, throwing your arms around him and planting a kiss on his cheek.

The silently panicking man couldn’t help but smile at your touch. Man were you able to calm him down in an instant. But that just caused him to worry more. He really liked you. He had no idea what he’d do if you left him.

His distress must have been obvious on his face, because as you pulled away from him, you frowned and tilted your head. “Uh oh. I know that look. What’s wrong, Hiro?”

Yasuhiro chuckled awkwardly and rubbed his neck. “Hey, come on, what’s that mean? I’m not that easy to read!”

You raised a brow. “...Yes you are.”

The fortune teller couldn’t even bring himself to argue. He just sighed. “Well, regardless, there’s something I need to talk to you about.”

You smiled up at him. “Oh? That’s actually funny. I needed to talk to you, too!”

Hiro’s panic was immeasurable now. ‘Oh god, she’s gonna break up with me! I knew it!’ “W-what, uh....d-did you need to tell me?” He stammered out.

“Oh, it’s nothing too big. It’s just that my parents were asking if we could move the meeting from Christmas to tomorrow.” You told him. “They said they were really excited to meet you and couldn’t wait!”

For a split second, relief rushed through Hiro. It was quickly replaced with a new batch of worry. ‘Tomorrow?! Oh crap, that’s too soon!’ “T-tomorrow, huh?”

“Yeah! I told them I’d have to ask you first though. I wanted to give you time to prepare.” You smiled softly and booped Hiro’s nose. “We can talk about it later. What did you need to tell me?”

Hiro chuckled softly, before letting out a large breath. “R-right...Well, actually, it was...about the meeting.” He bit his lip before forcing himself to continue. “I’m really nervous to meet your parents! I’m afraid they won’t like me and you’ll dump me and then I’ll be all alone again and I really don’t want that! I love ya so much, Y/N! I-”

“Whoa, whoa, Hiro! Calm down!” You placed your hands comfortingly on his face, effectively shutting him up. You gave him a warm smile. “First off, my parents are going to love you, I promise. And second off, if for some reason they don’t like you, which they will, I would never dump you!” You placed your head on his chest and wrapped your arms around his waist. “I love you, too, Hiro. You make me more happy then I’ve been in who knows how long. And if for some strange reason my parents don’t like you, I won’t care.” You looked up to him before kissing him softly. “Because I like you. And that’s all that matters.”

Hiro seriously thought he was going to faint from the wave of relief he received. “Oh thank God. I was really worried!” He exclaimed, placing his arms around you in return and pulling you closer into his chest. “That Reversed Two of Cups really freaked me out, and-”

“Reversed Two of Cups?” You repeated. “Did you...do a Tarot reading about the meeting?”

Hiro blinked, before chuckling nervously. “Uh...yes?”

You giggled and shook your head. “Oh Hiro. Well, if you got a Reversed Two of Cups, what other cards did you get?”

The clairvoyant stared at you. “...What?”

You furrowed your brow. “I’m assuming you pulled more than one card for the reading, right?” When Hiro nodded, you continued. “Then what were they?”

Yasuhiro scratched his head. “You know, I actually completely forgot about the other cards. I was so fixated on the Cups they just...slipped my mind.” He scrunched his forehead as he thought back. “Uh, I’m pretty sure they were the Lovers, the Ten of Cups, the Eight and the Nine of Swords.”

You stared into Hiro’s eyes, giving him a look of disbelief. “...Really, Hiro?”

The clairvoyant just looked confused. “What?”

You rolled your eyes. “Hiro, the Lovers and Ten of Cups is telling you that our relationship is healthy and happy, and you’re surrounded by loved ones. And the Eight and Nine of swords was telling you that you’re worrying too much and restricting yourself.” You smirked. “They were trying to warn you to not worry so much about the meeting, or you might make things worse then they really are!”

Hiro stared at you for a while before looking away, chuckling awkwardly. “L-look, I was really worried, alright?! I didn’t really....think about the other cards. I was afraid you were leaving me!”

You flicked his forehead. “Dummy.” You giggled as he scrunched his face at you. “I learned all of that information from you, dumbass! You should’ve picked it up immediately!”

The flustered man pouted. “I’m not a dumbass. I just...missed it.”

You smiled at him, shaking your head. “Merry Christmas, idiot.” You whispered, leaning up to kiss him once more.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Welcome to the 12 Days of Danganronpa, where I torture myself to write 12 fics based off your guys’ favorite boys! The first entry was the boy with the lowest amount of votes at three; Yasuhiro Hagakure! 

These are all going to be shorter than what I normally write so that I don’t go insane. So look out for tomorrow for when I release the next one! ^_^

[kristaloohoo]

Birthday Surprise

:// Hello all! Here is my first post here. I know it’s not great. I’m working on improving my writing. My A03 account is kristaminamino and I would love if you looked at my other works there :D This was a late birthday fic for the Choi Brothers. Hope you enjoy <3

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             I had never been good at surprises. I could barely keep my mouth shut around my sister when my parents were planning a surprise birthday party at the age of twelve. Again I almost spilled the beans when my friend was getting engaged while we were both finishing college. And now, here I sat in the bedroom I shared with Saeyoung, busily scribbling certain details in a notebook. Laying on the bed I mumbled to myself as I sketched out an image of a cake, marking certain details in the decorations and flavor. I was so into my notes that I jumped when I heard Saeyoung’s voice at the doorway. “My love! Join me as I attend a tour of the Naro Space Center!” I slowly sat up, the notebook clutched tightly to my chest in fear that he would see the crudely draw cake design. “When? Right now?” “Well not right now…” He paused to glance at his watch, giving his wrist a little shake to adjust the position, before happily cheering, “In thirty minutes! We gotta move!” I froze on the bedsheet, trying to rack my brain for a believable excuse.          

        I opened my mouth to speak, and popped it back shut. “Sae…I’m not sure if I can…” His face fell immediately, slowly walking over to me. To remove any suspicion I closed the notebook and set it on the floor on my side. He kneeled on the bed as he stared at me, but he murmured, “You okay?” I nodded quickly, and soon an idea popped into my head. My hand immediately covered my stomach, giving a small rub. “I haven’t been feeling too well since last night. I’m not feeling too hot…” His brow furrowed and his hand instinctively reached to my forehead, testing the temperature of my skin. After a moment he spoke softly, “You don’t have a fever…” I chewed on the inside of my cheek before I whispered, “I’m not sure…  I’ve just been feeling run down since yesterday…do you think I can sit this one out?” His expression fell as he watched me, but slowly a smile replaced the sadness on his face. “I suppose…but I hate to leave you here while you aren’t feeling well.” I shook my head and gave my own smile. “No, you’re fine. I’ll rest here and you can take Saeran with you.” His eyes lit up at the mention of his brother and his smile became larger. “Right you are!” He leaned in and kissed my forehead, but whispered, “Get some rest yeah? Hopefully, you feel better when we get back.” I gave a slight nod as he planted another kiss to my forehead before stepping out and shutting the door. As I picked up the notebook I heard a yell from Saeran’s room. “No! Idiot leave me!” “Saeran love me! Go with me please!?” I giggled as I rolled the front of the notebook back, continuing to sketch things out.            Once the front door shut and the noise from Saeyoung’s car echoed away, I slid out the bedroom to complete my preparations. I first began with straightening the living room and kitchen area. Vanderwood had been absent the past few days and with that left a small clutter of potato chip bags, empty cans, and takeout trays to scatter the area. I quickly cleaned it all and settled into the kitchen to begin the cake. This cake wasn’t just for Saeyoung, it was for Saeran. Of course, they shared the same birthday, and I couldn’t leave one out of the celebrations. Carefully I mixed the cake and poured it into three separate molds. Saeyoung was my everything, but Saeran…Saeran was different. We weren’t romantically involved, but we bonded over so many things. Before he was apprehensive of me moving into the bunker, and in the beginning, our conversations were few and far between. Now after a year of being together, we had bonded over so many things. Saeran had come to rely on me for my, as he worded it, famous ice cream recipe. And in return, he offered a shoulder whenever Saeyoung was gone and nightmares plagued my mind. It was a mutual acceptance, one bound on silence and sweets, and I was completely content with the situation. I knew Saeran trusted and cared about me, even if he didn’t use any words. I placed all three molds in the oven and set the timer, closing the door cautiously. Now I found time to prepare the main dish. Of course, Saeyoung’s favorite food was his sacred Honey Buddha Chips, but even I draw the line at serving it for the main course. I quickly opened a bag and poured them into a ziplock bag. That fact didn’t stop me from attempting a recipe for him. I quickly found my rolling pin and smashed the chips in the bag, turning them into a crumbly mess. I poured them into a separate bowl and moved them into line with my other ingredients. My idea was to crust chicken breast in the chip mix, creating a nice crust to bread them with. As I went behind myself and cleaned up, I heard a few beeps from the door. I froze suddenly, staring at the front door. They couldn’t be back so soon could they? Shit, how do I explain this? I bit my lip but soon the image of Vanderwood stepped in, carrying a bag in one hand. As he shut the door he turned to see my doe-eyed face, and he stopped. His eyes glanced around the kitchen but he muttered dully, “I’m not cleaning this up.” I shrugged and meekly said, “I don’t expect you to.” He gave a nod and walked to the spare bedroom, and I quickly continued to prep my foods. He walked back into the kitchen, and I glanced up from my procedure to see him dressed casually. He wore dark jeans, slack against his legs with a long sleeve purple button up. He crossed his arms to see me studying him, but he muttered, “What are you planning?” I looked up at his face to see his intrigued gaze, and before I could say anything his phone rang. I stared as he pulled it out, glancing at the screen before putting it to his ear. “Yes?”

I could hear a quiet mumble on the other end, and his eyes caught mine. “Check on Marlee for you?” I immediately dropped the pair of tongs and waved my hands, cutting across my throat. He made a face and mumbled, “She’s not feeling well? I suppose I can check on her.” I took a deep breath, covering my chest in relief. I continued cooking as Vanderwood hung up his phone, but he glanced at me and muttered, “So you’re planning something.” “Just a quick birthday party.” I gave a small smile as I continued to stir the egg mix. From the corner of my eye, I could see him eyeing my set up before sighing and pushing his sleeves up. “Okay, where can I step in?” I glanced around before pulling the chicken breasts from their packaging. “Just maybe keep an eye on the cake?” He nodded and stepped into the kitchen space as I made a process as breading the chicken. We were quiet for a moment as I worked in silence, but he spoke quickly, “I do care about Luciel you know…” I turned my head with a smile. “I know.” He crossed his arms as I continued with the chicken, but I spoke lowly, “I understand your line of work asks you to hide your emotions, but Saeyoung is special to you.” He gave a slight nod but soon a timer beeped from my phone. “Cake,” I ordered, and he opened the oven to pull the pans out.

        Saeyoung had texted me to let me know they were on their way back home, and Vanderwood and I busily finished our preparations. I busily iced the cake while he set up streamers and balloons. Soon I set up the pans to fry the chicken as he moved the cake to the side. He even helped me decorate the cake, complete with bright blues and greens. In the last stretch, he prepared a salad while I made a mixed veggie bowl. I took a breath as I set everything out on the counter, and I eyed our accomplishments. “Okay…seems good,” I whispered, mentally counting everything in front of me. I jumped however as Vanderwood snapped a conical hat onto my head, and I turned to see him already situated with one. I smiled at him, but he threatened, “You tell Luciel I helped and I will end you.” “Understood ma’am.” I saluted quickly and he rolled his eyes, understanding immediately that I had taken on Saeyoung’s mannerisms. Soon we both heard a loud engine pull up into the garage and I ran behind the counter. My fingers tapped impatiently on the surface as my ears strained to hear the doors shut, as well as the twins arguing about a topic. I glanced at Vanderwood and he nodded as we both ducked out of sight. I held a breath as I heard the door beep and then mumbled speaking outside the door. Once it cracked open my gaze turned to Vanderwood who nodded. We both jumped up from our hiding spots, crying, “Happy Birthday!!” I grinned as I noticed a stunned Saeran and a very excited Saeyoung. My cheeks started to ache with how hard I was smiling, but as Saeran slowly walked in Saeyoung ran up to me and took me into his arms. “Oh, Marlee? I thought you weren’t feeling well?” I squealed as he held me, but as he brought me back down I spoke quickly, “All a ploy my dear.” He grinned and took my face in his hands, kissing me gently.

        The rest of the night was full of birthday festivities. Saeran seemed uninterested until I mentioned cake and ice cream, to which he perked up and suddenly seemed invested in the celebrations. After our meal and dessert, it was time for presents. I froze suddenly, gripping my legs tightly. With all the thought going into the dinner I completely forgot about gifts. As a line of obscenities ran through my head Saeyoung looked at me with a grin. I looked up and bashfully said, “I, uh…forgot…” His face fell immediately and I felt guilt flood my mind. But to my surprise, his face changed into a sweet smile. “Marlee, this dinner is our gift.” My head jerked towards him as he continued. “I can’t tell you how happy for my brother and me to celebrate a home-cooked meal on our birthday. And cake?” He happily wiggled in his chair as I glanced at Saeran, to see him peeking up at me from a forkful of cake. He pulled it from his mouth and nodded quickly, but we turned to see Vanderwood walk out of the spare bedroom with two bags. “Since Marlee’s gift was dinner and dessert, I brought gifts.” My eyebrow perked as I watched him sit a bag in front of each of the brothers. Both of the brothers stared at their gifts, then at each other, but both jumping to Vanderwood exclaiming, “Well come on! We don’t have all day!” I watched as Saeyoung ripped open a box, while Saeran carefully pulled tissue paper from a bag. Saeyoung was first as he pulled a box from a mess of tissue paper. I recognized the box immediately, but he cooed, “Oh Vandy you shouldn’t have…” His present was a new processor, ready for a desktop. Now just any processor; this was a rumored processor that was supposed to release in the Fall. Saeyoung cradled it gently, but I glanced over to Saeran as he pulled a potted plant from a bag. He stared at it for a moment before looking up at Vanderwood. “This is…this is a mimosa pudica…” Vanderwood spoke as he gave a bashful look to the side, but I turned back to Saeran. “Oh Sae, that’s the bashful plant right?” He gave a slight nod and I watched as his finger gingerly touched a stem. Suddenly the tiny leaves folded in, and my eyes widened to see him give a wide smile.

        I sat on the bed as Saeyoung assembled the processor to a motherboard, engrossed in his project. I wouldn’t say it out loud, but the second part of his present sat under the sheets in the form of baby pink lingerie. I shifted slightly as I watched his brow furrow, but I questioned, “Was this birthday good Sae?” He turned to look at me with a grin, but he spoke softly, “Are you kidding me? This has been the best birthday ever!” My lips creased into a soft smile as he turned back to his work, focusing on the computer open in front of him. After a few more minutes I grew impatient and sat up in the bed with the covers tossed back. “Saeyoung Choi!” He turned and his eyes widened at my lingerie, and his gaze slowly turned towards my face. I pouted but spoke, “Your second birthday present might expire if you don’t hurry up and get over here.” I stared at his frozen form for a moment before he gave his computer a second glance and then dropped the hardware, pulling his +shirt over his head as he climbed onto the bed. I giggled as he pushed me back into the mattress, and my arms wrapped around his neck. “I mean, you can work on your computer a little more,” I cooed, but he leaned in and kissed my collarbone, and replied, “No ma’am. This present has all of my attention…and I can’t wait to unwrap it.”