#Your sondhams are always so so good

[catgrump]

Sondham in a Theatre AU where Sonia is playing Heather Chandler and Gundham is the show’s makeup artist

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Gundham was doing his best to control his breathing as he sat upright on a plush bench in the hallway backstage. “— beg in front of your boy toy here,” was heard over the PA system. Sonia will be backstage any moment.

He double checked his makeup arsenal to make sure he was fully prepared. He has the special effects stage makeup palette, clean brushes, and some eye makeup to smear on her face.

He’s done this routine before. All this week, he applied this makeup, getting notes from the director to make it bigger and more dramatic, but not so much that it looks fake in the front rows. Tonight, however, is the first night in front of an audience. Tonight, more than just the show’s team will see his work to make Heather Chandler look dead.

They truly cast the most beautiful girl in the acting department to play Heather Chandler. The role showcases her amazing acting prowess, as she has to be so cruel, when offstage, she is the human embodiment of kindness and elegance. “Corn nuts!” She exclaimed right before the music cue played. Heather Chandler has officially drank drain cleaner and died.

Gundham continues practicing his breathing, ignoring the other cast members hanging out in the hallway, while The Me Inside of Me begins. Sonia is going to come out once the song is over, and then it’s up to him to add a crucial detail to her appearance.

“Hi, Gundham,” Sonia whispered in case her mic was on.

“Hello, Sonia,” he did his best not to mumble as she sat down.

He also tried not to stare as she adjusted her costume. She wore a slinky red kimono robe over top matching red silk pajama shorts and a loose red silk top. It was hitting the curves of her body as she moved, and Gundham was fighting with all his might to not get distracted. Gundham cleared his throat as he dipped a brush into a pan of blue creme makeup. “How is the audience tonight?” He asked in a hushed tone, wishing to use his time to get to know Sonia better, if he could.

“Oh, they love it,” Sonia replied, her eyes lighting up, “Lots of laughs.”

“Excellent,” Gundham replied, “It is alright for me to touch your face, yes?”

“Of course,” Sonia smiled.

Gundham gently took his free hand, fingers softly feeling under Sonia’s chin, and started applying the blue creme to the corner of Sonia’s mouth.

Her lips are gorgeous, especially when they’re painted a glossy deep red. Gawking at them is going to get him nowhere, however. He dipped his brush back into the makeup, adding more blue to the inside of where he painted before.

Sonia giggled and her body trembled a bit in place, “It will always tickle,” she said.

“My apologies,” Gundham replied.

“It is not your fault,” Sonia said.

“I do wish to make the experience enjoyable for you,” he said as he shifted her face in his hand so he could better focus on Sonia’s eyes.

“Oh, this is plenty enjoyable,” she began, making her eyes look up to the ceiling, “I feel as though I am some sort of celebrity, getting this attention.”

Gundham smirked, his face turning red to match Sonia’s costume— and her lips, “You deserve the pampering.”

“Even though I am being made to look like a ‘hot mess’,” she giggled again.

“Still divine,” Gundham mindlessly said as he smudged makeup under Sonia’s eyes to make it look like makeup had been cried off.

“What was that?” Sonia perked up, trying not to move too much in Gundham’s gentle hold.

Gundham had a decision to make. He has limited time before Sonia needed to be back on stage, and his makeup application was almost complete. “I, um,” he turned his head away and cleared his throat again, “I said you still look divine.”

“Oh… my goodness, that is,” Sonia hoped the blush she applied would mask the heat creeping to her face, “That is lovely… thank you, Gundham.”

Gundham tenderly and slowly had his fingers trail a path under Sonia’s chin as he let go. “You always look divine.”

Sonia, heart tight in her chest, covered the microphone by her ear with one hand, then let her other hand rest on Gundham’s knee. She whispered as she got in close, “If we are being honest with each other, I have always thought you were rather handsome.”

She bounded up from her spot on the couch and darted off toward one of the stage doors, looking over her shoulder to wave goodbye before she had to be on stage again, leaving a speechless Gundham Tanaka behind her.

[ace-disaster-weeb]

Credit to Barry-nah

something new and something old

[butchford]

Okay give us your detailed thoughts on your favorite ships in DR

Alrighty so to nobody’s surprise I’ll start with komahina because oauoaugoughaough…. Besties worsties boyfriends even… their dynamic is silly funny deep uncategorizable pull towards one another that even after everything cannot be shaken. Obsessed with the parallel of Hajime waking up on the beach with Nagito standing above him vs Nagito waking up and Hajime helping them out of their pod. Like. Augh…. Hajime routinely attempts to understand them and feels a notable absence after their death & even says “good or bad it was still Nagito and they’re gone now” like auouaugh.. Nagito who routinely compliments the ultimates on their talents & doesn’t know Hajime’s for Obvious Reasons still routinely comments on how kind he is… the line of “I’m happy you’re asking someone like me but I have other things I need to do. So don’t worry about me, have fun spending time with the others” after being all around dismissive of literally every one else remaining after reading The File. Christ. And the not one but two confessions…. Despair Disease got them acting gay as fuck. Like ouaough… and the initial friendship with Hajime cycling back in the end with really agreeing to try to become friends & the literal hand hold. Like they kinda sorta mean the world to each other whether or not they want to and in the end they come to something adjacent to terms with it. Some Guy x Weirdest Motherfucker You’ve Ever Met. The “i care about you jackass” of it all. Peace & love on earth.

Kuzuhina… Some Guy catches the eye of Ultimate Yakuza like off to a great start already. The way they slowly grow closer together over the course of the game and Fuyuhiko ends up genuinely fond of Hajime is soooo good.

Pekobuki…. They be holding hands chillin… stoic girl x average silly goofy enjoyer.. I think Peko should have gf & their dynamic is Something.

Sondham got that weirdo4weirdo swag obsessed with them genuinely and truly. They take turns infodumping I know this for a fact.

Chiaki & nearly every girl on the island have Something going on. <3

Celesgiri…. Detective/gambler… straight up holding hands before her execution sure was a Choice I love gay people

Hinanami ough godgodgod. Their final free time event just being them not knowing what to do and ending with them just chasing after each other on the beach… Hajime’s refusal to believe she’s the traitor… the whole heartfelt exchange in the void… and their friendship at hopes peak… AUGH.

Naegirigami so good… two more emotionally distant people warming up to Mr Ultimate Hope… hopping into the pit for him vs “tell them Naegi” oh they’re Something

Komanami (platonic) I think they’re in a qpr like augh hashtag autism4autism. They’re licherally besties and then some like the way they’re close in the dr3 anime & the way Chiaki always gave them the benefit of the doubt when warranted the two of them partnering up in chapter four Chiaki slapping Akane when she strangled them like. They both view the world through specific lenses ie video games vs cycles #autism like they understand each other at the very least on that level. They care about each other deeply hope this helps <3

[friedesgreatscythe]

im too lazy to tag things anymore

i still have all those fancy tags saved, it’s just a matter of logging in to my xkit account BUT i forgot the password AND xkit rewritten is so much faster so whoopsie

that would bother past me so, so much. not just because i like those tags (and i do), but because the lack of organization would make me panic. now i’m just not bothered. this blog’s a place to shove things that i think are nice as i find them. lately there are not many things that are findable on here; twitter’s more the place where i see such things. but that’s ok. i’m glad i don’t lurk on here as often as i used to. this place is really unhealthy if you’re in any way active in communities. i’d rather run this blog and my akeshu sideblog on the outer limits of it all and just chill elsewhere.

still super deep into final fantasy xiv, as expected. i made a me!wol on diabolos. my original wol on jenova is taking a hiatus. endwalker really took all the heart and soul out of her. and my akechi!wol on zalera is chillin in sharlayan, because where else would he like to be? my me!wol is doing everything i can think to do on a single character, though of course this means farming for that hades mount likely another 50+ times as i did on eva, but hey, the FC i’m in is full of nice people who do weekly mount farming, map running, and the like. and they’re always down to farm things at random, so. that’s good. they’re having a costume contest this weekend and i’ve got mine all picked out, so i hope i win. i think it’s some mounts and stuff from mogstation, so that’d be a treat.

i’m still writing, of course. always. still in therapy, and it’s helping. a lot. my homework this week is to “uno reverse” my way of thinking when it comes to doing things out of spite. i can still do them to spite a thing (usually my mom), but just reverse the focus. for example: he asked me what my future goal is for writing, and i said that i’d love to get published just so i can SHOW my family, mainly my mom, that LOOK all those days and weeks and years of me trying PAID OFF and i WASN’T being lazy or doing nothing--

and he asked me, “what if she doesn’t give you the reaction you want?”

and i said, “well then fuck her, i’ll know i succeeded and that’s what matters.”

and he gestured strongly and said, “yes! so make THAT the focus!”

so, to reverse the focus is to make writing my goal BECAUSE i want to succeed and my desire TO do that is all that fucking matters.

it sounds so small and simple, but i don’t know if i can truly express enough just how impossible it is to operate around the voice of judgment in my head. it’s there about anything, everything. imagine if you had someone looking over your shoulder, their lips to your ear, telling you that any choice you made was wrong. you want to take a break? you’re lazy. you want to work on something? it’s not good enough. you want to read a book or play a game for inspiration? you’re lying; you’re just going to steal their ideas, or you just want an excuse to waste time.

you want to stop eating meat? that’s because you think you’re fat. you think you’re fat? well that’s your own fucking fault. you can’t ride your bike or go for walks like you used to because the heat makes your joints swell up? that’s an excuse. your body is a piece of shit. you think your body is a piece of shit? stop feeling sorry for yourself. you feel sorry for yourself? pathetic.

so it goes, on and on and fucking on.

but i’m getting on with it. therapy helps.

anyway, the current project right now is a sondham fic because YES i watched game grumps’ playthrough of dr2 and YES i fully support and share danny sexbang’s love for gundham and sonia and YES i am absolutely writing a fic for them because he made a passing, somewhat tentative mention of looking up things for them once the game is done and NO the fic is nowhere near as simple as i thought it to be originally because YES i am a creature of habit and even if he never reads it i WON’T care because i filled up my entire glittery pink unicorn notebook with this story and i really love it, and that’s all that matters to me

and, knowing me, i’ll just pull the thing in a few months so i can make it an original piece, like i’m doing with krakrgaldr.

i have PLANS and i am slowly learning how to stop fearing the idea of having goals or believing in my ambitions and it’s making a difference

[catgrump]

Hiiii!!!! Would you be able to maybe write 👉👈 "tell me about yourself" for Sonia and Gundham? Maybe something that happens while the killing game is happening?

(Looks at my pile of requests)

(Sees Sondham)

Yeah fine lol

Y’all keep asking for my favorite ships while I’m anxiously waiting to release my new prompt list lmao stop that /hj

So uh this is actually College AU SORRY I had a much stronger idea for that

Ibuki is also here as Gundham’s sister cuz Gundham & Ibuki siblings make me go brrrrr

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“You truly believe these photographs truly encompass my being?” Gundham asked, furrowing his brow at his phone’s screen

“Absotutely posalutely!” His sister Ibuki declared, clinging her chipped nail polish hands onto his shoulders, “Especially the one of you with the Devas; people are gonna go NUTS over that.”

“Hm,” Gundham pondered Ibuki’s choice in photos, but he has no experience with this sort of thing, so he trusts her judgement, “Now I am required to write a biography?”

“Yeah! Tell people about yourself so you can attract people who’d like you,” Ibuki explained, peering over his shoulder

“Do you have any suggestions?” He asked, his thumbs frozen in place, hovering above the screen

“Maybe like... hmmm,” Ibuki hummed as she thought, but then realized something, “Well hold on. Ibuki doesn’t know what you’re looking for here, my guy.”

“What I’m looking for?” Gundham needed clarification

“Well in Ibuki’s experience, bios for people who just want to hook up are REALLY different than bios of people who are looking for something more.”

“Ah, I see. I believe I would prefer a more substantial relationship.”

“Okay, so you should say in the bio you’re looking for that kind of commitment,” Ibuki chirped

Gundham started typing:

I seek a mortal brave enough to attempt to become my dark consort

“Oooh fun!” Ibuki encouraged him

“Do I need to declare any more?”

“Yeah yeah tell people what kind of stuff you like!”

He typed some more:

My Four Dark Devas of Destruction (featured in the third photograph) shall determine whether or not you are a worthy partner. Our courtship will not continue if they judge you unfavorably. This is not personal.

“Uh huh uh huh uh huh,” Ibuki enthusiastically nodded her head in approval

“I should specify that I have no preference for gender, I presume?”

“Yeah definitely!”

Bisexual

“If there’s nothing else you can think of, I think this is a good place to start,” Ibuki clapped her hands together in excitement

“Fantastic.”

“Now comes the fun part,” Ibuki leaned on her brother, resting her head on his shoulder as they got comfortable on his couch, “Swiping! Sometimes Ibuki just lays in bed for HOURS swiping for no reason.”

“Left is for those I do not wish to court, correct?”

“Yeah yeah and right is for people you’re interested in!”

Gundham and Ibuki spent a couple minutes reading profiles and swiping left on countless people who were obviously not good enough for Gundham— at least, that’s how Ibuki put it.

And then... they found her.

“Wait wait wait stop!!” Gundham’s eyes widened as his thumb froze over the phone, ceasing the swiping auto-pilot as Ibuki got his attention, “Look at HER!”

On screen was a photo of a beautiful blonde girl with piercing blue eyes, a dark plum lipstick adorning her pale face, backdropped by a wall of preserved flowers and sheer black curtains

Her profile read:

Sonia, 21

(She/Her, Bi) Come perform sacrifices under the full moon with me

Just kidding ... unless...

Gundham scrolled through the rest of her photos. She’s too good to be true. There’s a photo of her looking up from a book in a coffee shop with an adorable smile. There’s a selfie where a rose quartz pendant shines between her collarbones. She has high quality photos of her posing with friends in a field of wheat. She’s gorgeous.

“Gundham, if you don’t swipe right I don’t know who you are anymore,” Ibuki told him

So he did just that.

And his heart quickened its beat when the screen suddenly changed.

It’s a match!

“Oh my gawd, Gundham YES you gotta send her a message!” Ibuki giddily encouraged him

“What would I tell her?”

“That she’s really pretty and you want to get to know her or something!”

His phone vibrated in his palm. She messaged first.

“You are the most interesting person I have seen on tinder... probably ever! Tell me about yourself!”

“Good gods; what do I say?”

“Dude literally just talk about yourself.”

“You do not understand how difficult that is, Ibuki.”

“Okay, then ask her what she wants to know,” Ibuki suggested

“I thank you for your kind words. What do you wish to know?”

“Tell me about your Four Dark Devas of Destruction 🖤 They seem like perfect companions”

“Okay; she’s passing Ibuki’s tests so far,” Ibuki muttered, not even trying to hide that she was reading over his shoulder

“Yes, my Devas are simply bound to the bodies of what foolish mortals call ‘hamsters’, as their true forms can not be contained on this plane. They are loyal minions, and you are correct, worthy companions.”

And then he quickly added

“You appear to be as intelligent as you are beautiful. I admire it.”

Gundham felt his face heat up and his sister smacked his shoulder and gasped. “Look at you! Smooth as ice!”

“I am simply making an observation,” he attempted to defend himself

His phone vibrated again, and he quickly checked to see Sonia’s newest message

“Aw thank you 🖤 I know we have not been communicating for very long, but I sense the same about you. I can feel it in my guts!”

“Oh, she’s divine,” he whispered, clutching his hand to his mouth in awe

“Gundham, you’ve had tinder for less than a day and Ibuki thinks you’ve met the girl of your dreams. It’s like a tinder speedrun!” Ibuki laughed and then gasped, “Give her your number! Do it do it do it do it do it!”

And then his phone vibrated once more.

“I do not normally move this quickly to communicate off tinder, but I receive messages faster this way, and I must learn more about you: the fascinating and handsome man with his own minions 🖤”

She gave him her phone number.

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[catgrump]

Help Me Find the Words: A Sondham Fic is complete!

The final chapter of my very first longfic is finally out.  I’m so glad it received the support that it did, and I’m so happy with it.  Thank you everyone who supported my very first Danganronpa Fanfiction!  I’ve already started my next longfic, and I hope it’s enjoyed just as much.

Read the last chapter on AO3 or on Wattpad.  A preview, as always, is below!

"Hmm, how interesting that you happened to read this poem in particular," I teased

"Well it is quite a coincidence that it reminds me of you, is it not?" He teased back, kissing my head once again

I smiled and rolled my eyes, "Gundham, you are too sweet for your own good," and I gave him a gentle peck on the lips.

I sighed as I nestled further into his arms, my heart warmed by his presence as much as the sun warmed my skin.

The Devas crawled back to us, seeking our attention. We happily obliged, giving them little scratches. As we sat in this moment of bliss, I could not help but get distracted when I heard an anxious voice in the distance approach us. "I'm still kinda freaking out, man," sounds like Kazuichi.

"You got this, alright? And I'll be here for you no matter what happens; you know that," That sounds like Hajime.

I looked up and saw the two boys whose voices I heard walking closer toward us, but Hajime stuck behind, watching as Kazuichi tried to calm himself down as he moved.

This was my first time seeing him in about a week, excluding mealtime. To be fair, I had been spending much more time with Gundham ever since we confessed our mutual feelings, but I still tried to make time for our other friends. In all the time I spent lounging by the pool, making time to exercise, or just going for walks with my friends, I had not once run into Kazuichi. "H-hey, Gundham... Sonia," no title. Just my name.

"Hello, Kazuichi," I said with curiosity

"It is good to see you," Gundham did not wish to ignore him, either

"Y-yeah man, you too," He was squeezing his arm rather tightly, "I was uh, wondering if I could talk to Sonia? Like, in private? I-if that's okay."

Kazuichi looked at me, waiting for my answer. I looked at Gundham, who nodded, making my decision easier. "Um, yes, of course," I gently smiled at Kazuichi, handed two of the Devas off to Gundham, and he kissed the back of my hand before I followed Kazuichi.

I caught up to him as he walked relatively aimlessly across the sand. His hands were in the pockets of his swim shorts and his eyes stared at his feet. I started feeling anxious just looking at him as we walked together in silence. "Kazuichi?"

"Yeah?"

"You wanted to speak with me," I reminded him

"Right. Right," He took a deep breath and finally stopped walking. I stopped too, and looked to him expectantly, "I, uh... want to apologize to you."

"Huh?" I was genuinely taken by surprise.

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